☆ 3. Old Friend



Old Friend

The drama on Yueyuan Mingzi's side came to an end for the time being. Although there were many doubts, Tang Lichu decided to think about it later. He switched to Weimar's side.

Then in an instant, his face was covered with blood.

The dead person in front of him seemed to overlap with a scene in the vest's memory, and Weimar felt his breathing stagnate.

The blood-red color, the stench of blood, and the unbearable screams tried to drown him again. Under the dark shadow, the soul seemed unable to control its own body, and could only watch it fall down, soften, and struggle until its pair of originally clear indigo eyes looked empty.

What's going on?! Is this body's unknown setting again?!

Tang Lichu, who was operating the Weimar vest, was in a state of confusion and just wanted to curse, but unfortunately, he could not control this body now.

He wanted to log out, and then a line of words appeared in front of him:

[Important plot, please participate in the whole process. 】

Tang Lichu: ???

There is also a mandatory plot? This app doesn’t mention it!

...Oh, it seems that it was mandatory for him to bind this APP at the beginning.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation enveloped Weimar tightly. He seemed to hear some voices in his ears, and he murmured unconsciously: "...Azhen...Li Na...you are..."

A-Jin? Rina? Who are they?

Tang Lichu became even more crazy. This Weimar alias was really troublesome and he had no memory of it at all.

He vaguely saw the familiar long silver hair, and the pair of wolf-like sharp green eyes shot straight at him, and in a trance, softened into a more childish pair of green eyes.

Same color, similar eyes, Weimar felt like there was a name in his mouth ready to come out.

What is...

who is he……

That is...

"Kurosawa Jin, Jin..." he said blankly, "Gin...are you him?"

Looking at Tang Lichu who said these words in Weimar vest: ? ? ? !

He now felt like he was watching a game CG or a first-person movie. He couldn't control anything and could only watch.

But——who can tell him why Weimar suddenly said such words to Gin?

And who is Kurosawa Jin? Jin...jin...gin? Is it a coincidence?

I always feel that this vest still has a lot of past experiences that have not been discovered.

Tang Lichu wanted to cry but had no tears.

"..." After a moment, everything in front of him that was like a fog became clearer, and he saw Gin looking at him with a complicated look in his eyes.

Weimar looked at him blankly, and they both spoke at the same time.

"No." Gin's voice was cold, and his eyes were so hard that they seemed to be able to pierce Weimar.

"Who is Kurosawa Jin?" Weimar finally got his body under control, frowning and muttering. This feeling of knowing nothing was really terrible, and the inexplicable sense of loss in his heart also made him a little sad.

Gin was silent for a while, then turned around as usual and said coldly: "Mission successfully completed, let's go."

Weimar had no choice but to follow.

Now he was conscious, but the lingering sensations from before were still stimulating his senses.

The sniper rifle in front had been put away. He had just seen a scene through the scope of the sniper rifle that made him feel... not so good.

In silence, he followed Gin into his beloved Porsche, which Gin had used for who knows how many years. Vodka was already waiting inside.

"Address?" Gin looked sideways at the young man who was still a little dazed.

"...Ah, well, just take me back to the candy store." Weimar said obediently, "I want to get some fresh air."

"..." Gin didn't say much about this, but just instructed his subordinate sitting in the driver's seat, "Let's go, Vodka."

After getting off the car at the candy store, Weimar followed his heart and went in to buy some mints.

Maybe it's because this body has some special fetish, he particularly likes mint candy.

Weimar casually peeled off the candy wrapper and threw a mint candy into his mouth. The cool sweetness exploded in his mouth, instantly soothing his still somewhat anxious mind.

It was already completely dark. To be exact, it was already night before he followed Gin to do the mission.

The evening breeze blew on his face with a hint of coolness. The sky seemed not so bright due to light pollution, but it was enough for him to relax.

Weimar is a vest with no memory of the past, and everything about him is as blank as a piece of white paper.

But at the same time, his past seems shrouded in mystery, and seems to be involved with many people.

Tang Lichu's APP required him to establish a "gray organization composed of beautiful, strong and miserable people." Because of this requirement, he firmly believed that Weimar's past must not be simple.

After all, it has to fit the word "miserable".

The cool breeze made his mind clear. The bloody scene he saw when he cut into this vest today seemed to be hidden deep in his mind.

Perhaps due to some self-protection mechanism, Weimar could not remember what he saw or thought at that time.

That might be related to Weimar's past, and possibly some psychological trauma he has.

Tang Lichu: Headache.jpg

When he was first approached by that APP, he didn’t even know that he had a vest and psychological problems… Is it really not possible to complain about this?

Can you really survive in a place like the Black Party with such psychological problems? Don't they have to kill people every time they do a mission?

...Maybe Gin will report to the organization today, and then Weimar will be shot dead by someone because he is too useless.

Wow, that's a really sad fate.

Having said that, Weimar felt that he understood why Gin always disliked him.

Based on his previous performance, he seemed to have known Gin before - that Kurosawa Jin was most likely Gin's real name.

——Hey, he couldn’t have offended Gin before he became a code member, right?

Weimar was thinking about this and that, and before he knew it he had walked some distance.

He blinked, looked around, and decided to sit down for dinner...or rather, a midnight snack.

There are small stalls selling steaming food on the roadside, and the aroma of barbecue and other food can be smelled from a long distance. The slightly choking smell of fireworks creates a reassuring picture.

Tang Lichu, wearing the Weimar vest, felt a rare sense of relaxation. The scene before him overlapped with the warm memories of his previous life.

At this moment, a terrified scream broke the silence like a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood.

“Aaaaaaaa——!”

"Here... there is a corpse!"

The surroundings suddenly became more noisy.

Tang Lichu, who was mentally prepared for the characteristics of the Detective world: Ah, not surprised at all.

He hadn't encountered any cases in so many days since he came here, and he thought he had made a wrong judgment. In fact, he didn't travel to the world of Detective Conan, but some other strange world.

I felt relieved when the case came.

Weimar didn't want to get involved in any case, so he stood up and was about to leave.

However, a young boy blocked the door: "The blood is bright red to purple, which means the victim died not long ago. The murderer may still be at the scene. Please cooperate and leave after the police arrive."

He has a childish face and looks like a junior high school student, but he is very knowledgeable in analyzing the scene and seems to be quite impressive.

Someone said gruffly, "Where did you come from, little brat? I have something else to do, get out of the way."

He pushed hard, but his hand was grabbed by the girl next to him. After pulling it out twice without success, he looked unhappy and felt embarrassed: "What are you doing? You are not a policeman, what right do you have to stop us from leaving?"

The girl apologized: "I'm sorry, sir, Shinichi just wanted to..."

"I have to meet with the director of Suzuki Group tomorrow. You have to have a good rest today. If I'm not in good condition tomorrow, how will you compensate me?" The man was in a hurry to leave, and his expression changed in panic. "What do you know, little brat? Get out of here."

His girlfriend quickly pulled him aside: "Okay, just cooperate with the inspection, it's not us who killed the person."

"Hey, you can't talk to Xiaolan like that." The short-haired girl who was obviously with the first two children stood with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a headband that tightly held her hair in front of her forehead.

She looked very angry at this moment, and Weimar silently mourned for the man in her heart.

...Tsk tsk, why did he mess with the male and female protagonists when he could just mess with anyone else?

Yes, combining the characteristics and words of these three children, it is easy to judge that they are Kudo Shinichi, Mao Li Ran and Suzuki Sonoko who have not grown up yet.

I'm going to meet the director of Suzuki Group tomorrow, but today I've offended the eldest daughter of Suzuki Group...

What a wonderful luck.

There was a noisy argument over there, and Weimar's mind was scattered, thinking randomly.

After the police arrived, Kudo Shinichi, who was still a teenager, began to solve the case together with the Investigation Division.

Although the child, who was only in junior high school, was not as tall as the adults' thighs like Conan later on, he was obviously much shorter than others.

It looks quite cute as he jumps up and down to help the police find clues.

Weimar tilted his head and waited quietly for them to finish, but he felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

He looked back with some doubt and saw a police officer with black curly hair, wearing sunglasses and with a pack of cigarettes in his chest pocket.

"Matsuda?" The short-haired policewoman next to the curly-haired police officer called him in confusion.

So the police officer named Matsuda finally withdrew his gaze.

It feels very familiar...who is that?

Tang Lichu could tell that the sense of familiarity came from Weimar rather than himself. He was sure that this curly-haired man might be an acquaintance that Weimar had known before.

…He wants to say it again, it is really troublesome for the vest to have no memory.

The case was quickly solved with the help of Kudo Shinichi. The man who rushed out in a hurry had poison in his bag, but he was not the murderer; his girlfriend who advised him not to leave in a hurry stabbed the victim, but the victim did not die; the real murderer was the clerk who found the body.

Weimar: ...

Ah, this familiar choice of three.

The case was over, and Weimar decided to go back to his own place. Just as he was about to get up and leave, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"...Toki? Long time no see. Where have you been all these years? You bastard left without saying a word, and Hagi and I have been looking for you for years." The curly-haired police officer sat opposite him familiarly.

A familiar place in his heart was touched, and Weimar was sure that this "toki" was calling him.

But why...? Who is this person?

Tang Lichu, who was playing the role of Weimar, searched his memory, but he didn't remember that he had heard of any curly-haired police officer in Ming Corey.

It can't be that the plot has been undone before the story even begins, right?

Weimar blinked. "What's toki? Who are you, sir?"

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