My confusion overflowed the screen. Could it be that I was the awakened character in the fantasy comic?
Or a time-traveling character?
I shook my head. How could I directly shake my own beliefs?
Even if we take a step back and think about it from the perspective of our previous young body, this should not be metaphysics but science.
What can be explained can definitely be explained.
At this moment of mental confusion, my eyes suddenly went dark - no, not in front of my eyes, but the whole floor was dark. This floor was surrounded by completely transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.
The double-layer floor-to-ceiling windows, with the outer blackout layer suddenly opened, completely blocking out the afternoon sky.
There are others!
The sudden darkening of the vision makes people instinctively fall into a moment of passivity.
At the same time, a gust of wind blew in the darkness. I ducked and dodged the attack instinctively. I raised my fist upwards and bumped into a body.
It feels so hard. This kind of muscles is not something a kid like Kudo Shinichi can possess.
My spirit, which was a step slower than my body, caught up and identified the person who was fighting me in close combat in the darkness.
Shuichi Akai.
I should have thought of it earlier - Kudo Shinichi mentioned this name just now, it must not be without reason.
I didn't have time to think about when they got in touch. The fighting power in the darkness and the intensive attack made me have to deal with him first, no matter how special he was.
I raised my foot to block his legs, and as I retreated, I used my hands to support the ground and forced myself to turn around, avoiding the approaching Shinichi.
I still haven't figured out the secret of how these two people got together.
The lancet pressed against the palm of his left hand was pushed out with the thumb, and the blade protruded from the tips of his middle and ring fingers. When Akai Shuichi approached, he slashed quickly and forcefully from bottom to top.
I went for his eyes.
"Bang"!
My fingers and the knife hit something hard, metal, plastic? The scalpel was pressed back and scraped a little, causing some injuries to my hand.
Combined with his agile movements just now, I immediately realized——
Night vision goggles!
After figuring this out, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, flipped over, and kicked Akai Shuichi hard with his legs, forcing him back a few steps. He took the opportunity to use the shortcut key to turn on the built-in flashlight function on his phone and threw it at him.
As long as he fails to react in time, his eyes wearing night vision goggles will be irritated by the strong light.
If the reaction is timely, it is necessary to close your eyes or take off your night vision goggles.
Either way, it buys me time.
I pulled out a pistol from my waist, but I didn't aim it at Akai Shuichi. Instead, I fired several shots at the glass, causing the large glass in front of me to shatter and become full of cracks.
At this moment, I didn't care about anything else. I tilted my head to avoid the attack from another agile Shinichi. This time I didn't hold back.
I grabbed his wrist and pulled him into my arms. He was totally unprepared for my move and lost his balance. I took the opportunity to kick him hard in the stomach.
I used a lot of force this time, moving my wrist to add some extra force.
Daxin flew out and hit the cracked glass hard.
With a "crack", the cracks could no longer support themselves and broke completely.
At the same time, Da Xinyi, who I used as a tool to break the glass, inevitably fell down.
From such a height of a hundred floors, how could you survive if you fell down?
Light was pouring in through the cracked glass. Akai Shuichi had already thrown his night vision goggles towards me like a weapon, forcing me to dodge the attack while there was a deep abyss behind me.
I was inexplicably concerned about Shinichi, so I looked back and heard the sound of glass falling from the sky and the sound of wind whistling in from the upper floors, but what I saw was the white wings spread out outside.
Just like a white dove, flying freely in the sky.
Black Feather Fight!
How is that possible!
I had Curacao lock him up in a top-secret safe house—and it was in the dark near 130. After he was settled, Curacao contacted the police. This way there would be no time difference at all.
Could this sophomore in high school break into my safe house from the inside?
Isn't this like a silent mockery!
My breathing quickened.
Moreover, the mental fluctuations just now——
The uncontrollable shaking prevented me from dodging the next punch. I raised my hand, put my elbow in front of my face, and took the heavy punch.
The strong sense of uneasiness stimulated me, and I naturally became more ruthless. After getting close to his body, I took Akai Shuichi's hand with my palm and held it in reverse.
The knife, which hurt the enemy a thousand times but also hurt himself eight hundred times, pierced through his hand and stabbed into his fist.
The scalpel, which was originally used to cut the human body, brought out blood and flesh, and the ground was blurred.
My advantage is that I can endure pain that ordinary people cannot endure, and I don’t need to be afraid of causing any irreversible physical damage.
This kind of attack made my eyes slightly red. I turned my back and shot with my backhand, breaking the flying football.
The sound of the explosion at close range irritated my eardrums, and the lancets piercing our hands restricted each other's movements.
But I pulled my hand out of the scalpel handle as if I didn't feel any pain, and let the blood flow out. I used my backhand to stab Akai Shuichi's neck with my finger as if it were a knife.
No matter how strong a person is, this part of their body is vulnerable.
He indeed had not expected that I could be so self-injurious and cruel, and he did not dodge for a moment, and then he let out a violent cough.
Good opportunity!
I swung my right hand forward, and the familiar feel of the gun allowed me to instantly aim at the most fatal spot -
"Bang"--
The bullet burst from the gun.
But there was more than one gun.
I took a step back and turned around. The person holding the gun was Toru Amuro who appeared from the stairs.
There seemed to be smoke coming out of the muzzle of his gun, and that firm and resolute look immediately stimulated me.
Is this kind of gun fight real? His bullet hit my bullet.
Anti-O drama?
At this distance, it is really possible to do this.
Or is it that when people are in critical moments, they can always burst out with inexplicable strength?
To protect Shuichi Akai?
Is this the old enemy?
I breathed a sigh of relief and licked my lips.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but looking outside, the white pigeon had not yet landed.
Under extreme circumstances, a person's physical, psychological, and spiritual levels will be heightened a hundredfold. Adrenaline is madly stimulating, not my body, but my brain.
The speed of thinking suddenly increased.
Thinking pattern——I was thinking about the two Shinichis, the real and fake Shinichi, and my brain waves were infinitely similar.
What I can sense is fluctuation, and people only experience fluctuations when they are changing.
Changes in thinking and emotions, but people never stop changing even in their dreams, so this ability exists at all times.
No one person's thinking and emotional changes will overlap with another person's.
They won't overlap... but they can get infinitely close.
If you understand it well enough, you can allow yourself to imitate another person's emotional changes, thinking patterns, and even physiological reactions under strong mental suggestion - theoretically, you can achieve such an illusion within a certain period of time.
But it's just in theory. I always thought that even grown-up twins shouldn't be able to do this.
Thief Kid and Conan Edogawa.
The former first approaches the latter, and then the latter approaches the former. In the same space, I have the illusion of "clone".
This kind of tacit understanding, you told me that we are old enemies.
Okay, old enemy.
"Zero, why are you stopping me?" I figured this out in milliseconds. I adjusted my expression, revealing a very "Murofushi Kagemitsu" expression, but pointed my hand to the side, aiming at Conan's head.
Amuro Toru's eyes were so cold that they made people shudder. "Shut up."
The tone is flat but has a sharp and aggressive tone.
I narrowed my eyes and smiled gently, "Are you sick, or did someone provoke you again?"
These are the exact words that Morofushi Kagemitsu said after the "sparring" between Furuya Rei and Matsuda Jinpei.
Same tone, same words.
But this suddenly aroused Toru Amuro's anger, "I said, shut up!"
At this time, Shuichi Akai also stood up. The scalpel had stabbed too deep, and he couldn't pull it out rashly, otherwise his life might be in danger.
"I really don't understand what you are angry about." My tone became cold, but my hands were very steady.
It's possible that the two of them could dodge my bullets, but Edogawa Conan doesn't have the physical condition to do so.
The situation suddenly came to a standstill.
I wasn't timid, and I really had nothing to fear.
Even if everyone died here and perished together, I would just need to find a body as soon as possible.
A body in suspended animation can still be loaded into my brain. This absolute difference makes them impossible to be my opponent. However, if a body in suspended animation cannot be restored, it will gradually decay.
There are advantages as well. When my body is in a state of suspended animation, I won't be affected by my original body in any way.
If they all die, it will be a problem, but there is nothing that can be done.
But I have to know that I must have missed some key point to get to this point.
"You're using someone else's identity, and you still have to ask such questions?" Even though Conan Edogawa was exposed to my gun and his life and death were clearly in my hands, he didn't seem to be afraid.
I pulled the corner of my mouth, "Kudo Shinichi, Akai Shuichi - and Zero, how do you think the concept of "human" is defined?"
When I raise this question, it is as if I am entering a philosophical realm.
It seems simple, but it is difficult to define.
I looked at Toru Amuro, "Body, memory, spirit, reaction, instinct, these things make up a person's existence. My body remembers every pain, my brain can recall every time I get along with you, every detail, every reaction. I still remember the first time we met as children, you and I were fighting for an apple, and I also remember the first time you killed someone because of an undercover mission, the hesitation and loneliness you felt; in extremely dangerous situations, I can only show the instincts and reactions that you expect, but now, you want to deny my identity?"
I sneered, and the laughter grew louder and louder. In this empty floor, the sound echoed layer by layer, carrying a kind of ethereal and terrifying feeling.
Then, with a breath, it stopped abruptly.
"Don't you think this is ridiculous? Just because you are self-righteous and think you want a different position, you arbitrarily deny other people's lives, as if you are standing on a commanding height to judge and manipulate. Zero, do you really understand me? Do you know what I think every night when it's quiet? Do you know where I have been before I met you? You are actually only one step away from my position. If Elena could have influenced you longer at that time, you would not say such things to me now."
"There is nothing to doubt, and I don't think there is any need to refute it."
"I am Morobushi Kagemitsu."
"Your denial, the denial from others, means nothing to me as an individual, it is just your wishful thinking."
"Selfish Furuya Rei, what do you want, Morobushi Kagemitsu, or Morobushi Kagemitsu in your eyes?"
I straightened the corners of my mouth and suppressed the smile completely.
The feeling that my heart was about to burst came back at the end of these words.
"It's true, あまい."