Chapter 158
Although it was puzzling, Bourbon's trust in Scotland certainly surpassed that of Usui Saiki.
When Bo Ye Saiki said he wanted to call the police, Scotland wouldn't allow it, so Bourbon naturally put away his phone.
"Why can't we call the police?" Bo Yezaki asked, dissatisfied.
Scotland coughed and said quietly, "We members of a respectable organization don't like seeing the police."
Bo Yezhai: "…………"
Bourbon: "…………"
Jing, you've already grasped the essence, but this is really unnecessary to learn...
Usoya Saiki also glanced at Scotland with an indescribable look, and nodded: "Okay, then we won't call him for now."
The assistant standing to the side was sweating profusely. He had thought the villagers were easy to fool, but it turned out they were just as easy to fool as other swindlers. The situation was now completely out of his control.
If the police were called, the villagers would all be on his side, and he wouldn't be afraid. But in the current situation, it would be very troublesome if the police were brought in again...
However, after observing carefully, he realized that these people did not seem to intend to call the police again, so he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to the cult leader's side to discuss the matter in a low voice.
"Given the current situation, we need to find a way to get them to continue believing in you."
But the cult leader countered, "I think it wouldn't be bad to just disband here."
The assistant exclaimed in shock, "What nonsense are you talking about! Don't you want everyone to be happy?"
After hearing that there was someone here who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, he came to check it out. He found that the cult leader, who was just an ordinary villager at the time, seemed to have a real sense of other people's thoughts and feelings, whether it was a special talent or something else. Perhaps it was the legendary sixth sense that far exceeded that of ordinary people.
So the assistant came up with a plan to collaborate with her to create a religion.
At first, the cult leader wasn't interested; she just wanted to help others. People would feel free to vent their frustrations in front of her because they thought she could read minds. She was also very talented at comforting people, and after a good comforting, the other person would cheer up. This made her feel useful, and she didn't think too much about it.
But the assistant persuaded her, "Creating a religion will attract more people, and you can help more people, right?"
That's how the cult leader was persuaded.
At first, everything went pretty much as she had imagined. People came to her for help, believing in her divine power. Therefore, the words that came out of her mouth were particularly persuasive, and comforting others was twice as effective. Many people were willing to join the "Mother Spring Cult," and many stayed by her side, making her, who had always been alone, feel like she had many families.
But recently, since the assistant started looking for people from outside and forbade anyone from leaving the "Mother Spring Cult" without permission, the cult leader felt that something was wrong.
Her assistant told her to publicly curse the people who left, saying that this would put the remaining people at ease, prevent them from having wild thoughts, and increase their sense of happiness, so she agreed.
I thought it was just a scare tactic, but the people who left actually died, and not just one, but two, three...
Although the deaths were all bizarre, there seemed to be no evidence of homicide. In fact, because the location was remote and no one reported it, the scene was already cleaned up when the police heard about it.
The police were too lazy to get involved. Since the victim's family insisted that he was cursed to death rather than killed and did not intend to pursue the matter, fearing that they might also be cursed, the police stopped bothering them and simply sent someone to register the situation before leaving without even seeing the body.
The cult leader suspected that her assistant had done it, so she questioned the assistant, who then admitted it.
"I'm doing this for you. They'll go out and talk badly about us. So many more people could have found happiness, but they've ruined it all. Isn't that a shame? They deserved to die! And they'll be happier in their next life than in this one!"
The cult leader, an old woman from the countryside with little knowledge, was manipulated by her assistant for a long time. She felt that this was wrong, but she didn't know how to refute it, so she kept it to herself and thought about these things.
If Bo Yezaki and his group hadn't arrived, it would have been some time before the cult leader was completely persuaded by his assistant and became an accomplice.
But Bo Yezaki appeared, precisely at the point when the cult leader began to doubt the necessity of killing people in order to maintain the religion.
So the assistant was very anxious, but the leader was not. She felt that this was an opportunity given to her by God, allowing her to carefully consider whether or not to disband the "Mother Spring Cult".
The assistant tried to pull her away, but she wouldn't budge. The assistant was speechless; she had just tried to sneak away.
As a result, someone with sharp eyes spotted him, and at a shout, several people came forward and pinned the assistant down.
When they saw that the boss who paid them had been beaten, they were furious and the thugs wanted to join in, but then Bo Yezhai gave an order and they were arrested as well.
When the previous group returned with the fugitive, they tied him up with his assistant and thugs, placed them in the middle of the room, and the others formed a circle around them, watching them menacingly.
As for the cult leader, even though most believers accepted that Bo Ye Saiki also had superpowers, they couldn't accept that they had been deceived for so long. So they still believed that the cult leader was a real superpowered person. No one went up to be violent towards the old lady; they just looked at the cult leader with slightly doubtful eyes.
Because Scotland was determined to keep a low profile in the Gunma Prefecture area, Bourbon was the one who assisted Saiki Usaba in hosting the event.
He first explained the cult leader's methods to the followers who missed the event. After Scotland went to the back storeroom and retrieved some props, he easily recreated other superpowers such as "levitation," telling everyone that these were actually magic tricks.
The cult leader glanced at his assistant, who was tied up, and nodded in acknowledgment.
Mr. Nakata Akechi, who had just thought he had found a place to stay, was greatly shocked.
"It's fake...it's actually fake...what am I going to do, I..."
Bourbon sympathized with these overworked office workers and advised, "Cheer up! There are plenty of places to relax, why bother with this kind of fraudulent marketing organization..."
Mr. Nakata Akechi paused, then suddenly turned to look at Usui Saiki: "Master! Master, you must be real! Tell me, what should I do now!"
Bourbon: "…………"
So you're completely stubborn, aren't you?
And sure enough, once Nakata Akechi started this trend, those who had lost their faith seemed to find new hope and began to worship Usakusai.
"Father! Please show us the way!"
"Please look at me with your spiritual eyes. Is my dead child still by my side? I always feel like I can sense him..."
In an instant, the scene, which had been somewhat serious and solemn, suddenly turned into a cult-like atmosphere again.
Bourbon & Scotland: "…………"
This Usoba Saiki is really good at causing trouble... He's only been here a short time and he's already become the leader of a cult!
I always felt that the organization didn't really know how to utilize Usaku Saiki. They had completely misplaced talent. If they had found the right method and let Usaku Saiki use his absurd judgment of people to deceive others, the organization would probably be running Japan's number one cult by now.
This kind of religious money-making is much faster than threatening people with gin and vodka! It also allows for tax evasion!
The two undercover agents unanimously decided to cover up what happened today to prevent the organization from discovering new business opportunities.
While Usoppai couldn't see them, Scotland also retrieved Usoppai's written wishes from a pile of envelopes.
However, because it was written in a less common language, I didn't understand it and plan to ask someone to translate it for me later... Although I don't think Usaku Saiki would write any important information in this kind of situation, it is precisely in these kinds of situations where there is no need to rack one's brains to make things up and where it is not taken seriously that one is more likely to write down one's true thoughts.
Bo Yezhai was just there to watch the fun; he wasn't really going to become the leader. So he said something like, "Let's all gather again tomorrow. I need to rest today," and brushed everyone off.
Bourbon crossed his arms: "What are you going to do? Explain to them tomorrow that you don't have superpowers? That's enough, don't go too far."
Bo Yezaki: "Where did I play around? Isn't this all the landlady's request? I'm a detective, is it wrong to do a good job on a case?"
Bourbon and Scotland suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the owner of the spa hotel who had asked them to expose the cult and bring her son back...
"Besides, we can deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. We'll leave as soon as no one's paying attention." Bo Yezhai said righteously, "How could a law-abiding citizen like me commit fraud?"
So that night, they took the landlady's son, abandoned his group of new followers, and quietly ran away.
The next day, the police arrived in the village after receiving the report.
Yamamura Misao asked with a puzzled look, "Why did you report this to the police?"
"Our leader has run away!" the villagers exclaimed in unison.
Yamamura Misao turned his head to look at the old lady who had come to surrender, his assistant who had been thrown into the woodshed and locked up all night, the fugitive, and the string of thugs in suits behind them, and several question marks appeared above his head.
"Isn't your leader right here?"
"No, that's not it! That's a lie! Our true leader is the one who exposes her!"
An insider quickly added, "He should have gone back to the hot spring hotel over there! Officer, let's hurry over there! We can't let the cult leader leave! What will we do if he leaves?"
"Oh, right, the cult leader left a letter, saying it was to be handed over to the police..."
When Yamamura Misao opened the package, he discovered that the assistant was suspected to be a relative of a police officer.
This relative holds a high position; if he gets promoted again soon, he'll be a high-ranking official. Therefore, if this assistant escapes, he might be released without charge if some maneuvering is done. So, it's advisable to prevent him from contacting his family for now.
Yamamura Misao's expression immediately turned serious.
This is a major case!!!
So he first took the three prisoners back to the police station, and then, urged by the villagers, went to the hot spring hotel.
The proprietress greeted him: "Are you looking for that guest? He left with his companions this morning... Eh? What cult leader? He said he's a detective."
Yamamura Misao grumbled, "Looks like another fraud. People over there say he's the new cult leader..."
The proprietress's son suddenly appeared: "He's definitely not a conman! A real conman would stay and scam money, but he's different, which proves he's a true superhuman, a messenger of God!"
The proprietress's smile became forced: "As you can see, I actually hired a detective to help find my son, but for some reason, my son has started to believe in that detective instead... By the way, do you know that detective?"
Yamamura Misao scratched his head in frustration: "What's his name?"
The proprietress: "Conan Edogawa."
Yamamura Misao: "It's actually the surname of the father of Japanese mystery, plus the name of the father of Sherlock Holmes, and he's a detective... It sounds like a pseudonym, hahaha!"
The proprietress: "…………"
Meanwhile, Usui Saiki, who had already embarked on his journey back to Tokyo, lamented, "You refused to call the police, causing me to lose a chance to become famous!"
"What kind of name is it? Conan Edogawa?" Bourbon's lips twitched. "Can't you at least put some thought into your alias?"
Usakabe Saiki: "Why do you say this is a pseudonym? Can't someone with the surname Edogawa, who happens to be a mystery fan, name their child Conan?! Maybe that name will inspire them to become a detective! It's a kind of legacy!"
Bourbon: "How is that possible..."
What if I really encounter this?
Bourbon followed in the footsteps of his fellow police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department, actually making a bet with Usui: "Then I apologize to you."
Even if someone really did have that name, the probability of running into him and him being a detective is practically negligible.
Besides, the name looks obviously fake, okay? If he actually ran into one, he'd probably want to check if the household registration was real!
Time will tell!
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My menstrual cramps caused a low-grade fever, so I took some medicine. I'll update tonight depending on how I feel; if I haven't updated by 1 AM, it means I'm going to lie down and rest.
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The predecessor dug the pit, and the successor suffered misfortune.
Conan three years later: My name is Conan Edogawa, and I'm a detective.
Toru Amuro:…………
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Thin Leaf Wish written in Kurdish
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