Chapter 151: The people of Mihua are living in dire straits

Chapter 151: The people of Mihua are living in dire straits

Qian Jianmu supported himself on the table with one hand and slowly stood up.

Outside the window, heavy snow fell from the sky. The snowflakes drowned out the sound and brought the unique darkness and depression of winter.

"Zero, who is your creator?"

His voice was calmer than ever.

"Tell the creator that there is no one, and bind the soul to the auxiliary core for the individual Qianjianmu."

The answer is exactly the same as before, but now I have to ask a little more deeply.

"Describe in detail the important events from your birth to the present."

"The host is informed that the transfer world line is the origin, and that the host is free from the suppression of the scientific world. The core is activated, and the original system of the individual Qianjianmu is automatically taken over. After judging that the old program framework is beneficial to the host, the old system program framework is continued by default..."

"Stop, what original system? Explain it in detail."

Where did he get the original system? After he turned 24, the old world was completely disconnected from the Internet.

"I will explain the original system information to you. The original system name is 'zero', named by Qian Jianmu. The core number is Scxxxx-xxxx, the parts purchaser is Qian Diao Juan, the programmer is Yuer, and the vocabulary debugger is Yajiu. The donor is Qian Diao Juan, and the user is Qian Jianmu. The original system function is a special intelligent computer configuration. The background has been updated for 365,410 times. The system function has been successfully changed to time-space jump and ability conversion. The last test was completed three days before the time-space jump."

Qian Jianmu was stunned.

He did carry with him the intelligent computer that Xiao Qian had given him, but after the Internet was disconnected, the device lost almost all its functions and became completely reduced to an accessory.

However, what Zero meant was that after the Internet was disconnected, Xiao Qian was still able to control his machine and even secretly updated it more than 30,000 times.

He just thought that Xiao Qian sent him here using the power of his pre-death authority, but it seemed not that simple. It was as if this was a plan that took many years to complete, and every link must be designed well in order to reach the destination accurately.

Yajiu, who is proficient in language, will adjust the language to induce him to ignore the truth, while Yule and Xiaoqian created a huge kingdom in the data.

However, the most bizarre thing, and the thing he could not accept the most, was that this machine was actually a gift from Xiao Qian to him when he was eighteen years old.

Eighteen years old.

That was when nothing had happened yet and nothing was unusual. He had already seized control of them by then, and as long as he lived, he could ensure that no one would be overly manipulated.

A slight chill surged up his spine, and his fingertips trembled slightly. At one point, he almost had an instinctive fight-or-flight reaction as if he had been drawn into some kind of orbit without knowing when.

enemy? friend?

Think again about what happened before you were given the machine.

Apart from the word 'zero', what else was said?

...He was beaten.

Because in his confrontation with the upper class, he exchanged a tiny price.

——Complete 'that' course that was not completed at the age of fifteen.

This is his only 'weakness' that can be caught, and it's more of a fill-in than a sacrifice. It was a perfunctory concession he made to appease the upper-class gentlemen after he had demanded power.

Even after that, he grabbed a large piece of profit and flesh and blood, and completely established his position.

He felt that he had won a great victory, but Qiandiao Juan hurried back from the north and slapped him in the face.

【

…

She was still wearing the silver-white uniform she wore when traveling, and the white gloves were still on her hands, so when she was beaten, Qian Jianmu didn't even realize that he was being beaten.

Chidori Jun's movements were not heavy, and they were not even painful at all.

But this was the first time that Qiandiao Juan hit someone.

She has always been the one with the best temper.

She was shaking slightly with anger, her emerald green eyes fixed on the young man.

At one moment, her eyes were so terrifying that it seemed as if she was looking at an enemy.

However, her hatred was directed not at the person in front of her, but at the entire world.

"...Brother, I told you that my emotional system is also wrong."

The sound was almost squeezed out from between teeth, and the girl who usually had a natural and gentle smile showed an expression of extreme patience.

"Do you know how much I want to control you?"

"Uh-huh?"

Qian Jianmu uttered a soft nasal sound in confusion. He was a little distracted, and his quiet and gentle eyes fell on her:

"Sure... Where do you want to control it?"

"I already have your present. It's the future. I am in control of your future."

The green eyes that had become dim in the dark slowly raised up and looked directly at the pair of bright golden pupils:

"In order to prevent any unexpected events from happening again, I will completely control the twists and turns of your future until I can send you to the other side of the true future."

…

】

...That's what happened! So it’s true? ?

Qian Jianmu took a breath of cold air.

At that time, he had no idea what to do in the future. He was like a wild beast in a cage, and all he knew was to keep fighting. So the future didn't exist for him at all.

As long as he can get results, he can do anything. It is also because of that that the relationship between him and Mo Yun suddenly has another level of connection.

...Huh? So Mo Yun did it on purpose? It turned out that his courses had been exchanged privately, and he had been transformed from a servant to a subordinate, right? Oh no, thinking about it this way, many things in the past made sense to him.

So after that, for a long time everyone openly or secretly bullied Mo Yun, and Mo Yun was even beaten a few times... So, Mo Yun was definitely pretending to be pitiful later!

Who can beat him?

His mind was in a mess, Qian Jianmu himself didn't know what he was thinking. He always felt that his past was as if it was full of treasures. In those days when he was ignorant and only cared about working, those people behind his back performed an 800-episode TV series behind his back, and he missed all the plots.

Ah, I can’t think about it anymore.

But after thinking about it this way, the feeling of being plotted against felt a little easier. At least Xiao Qian told him in advance, and although there was no room for him to refuse, if it were him at that time, he probably would not refuse at all.

Control the future. If you think in this way, there must be a reason for the emergence of 'zero'.

If she continues along this path, will she get the ending Xiao Qian wants?

While leaning against the wall thinking, the door was pushed open and Edogawa Ranpo, who should have been asleep, poked his head out.

This is the public leisure room of the hot spring hotel. Maybe I haven't been back for a long time, so I walked out to look for him.

"…What are you thinking about?"

Ranpo was still in his pajamas, as warm as if he had just crawled out of the quilt. He came over and sat next to him, yawning:

"I've already told you that you can come to me if you have any problem."

No, actually everything has been resolved, Qian Jianmu thought.

But there is one thing.

"Ranpo."

In the dim room, two young men sat side by side. The one with white hair pointed at himself with a strange and conflicted expression.

"My temper is too good."

Suddenly realizing that he had become a universal wish-making machine that obeyed everything, Qian Jianmu suddenly realized that his behavior of "it's okay to be plotted against because of the good relationship" seemed a bit wrong, and he was sad to find that he didn't seem to intend to change at all.

However, Ranpo's expression suddenly became serious. He looked at him for a while and spoke solemnly:

"...No, Mu-kun, you are very scary when you are angry."

"Really?" Qian Jianmu was a little confused and began to frantically recall the last time he felt annoyed.

"Absolutely, Lord Ranpo is 100% sure that you are absolutely terrible when you are angry." Ranpo was tense for a while, then turned his face to the side, and his tone suddenly became relaxed: "But when you are not angry, it is indeed a bit too good~"

"Is there?"

"So tolerant, like someone who comes from a family with many brothers and sisters."

And it's mostly about my own problems, I don't care about myself at all.

Ranpo stood up, yawned again, and reached out his hand to pull him up:

"It's time to go to bed. I'm so sleepy."

"You can go to sleep first." Sighing, Qian Jianmu followed him back.

Edogawa Ranpo complained:

"I had a very long dream, and then I felt that I had to find you first."

"Why?"

The black-haired detective in plaid pajamas smiled inexplicably and did not give a direct answer.

"Who knows?"

***

zero, pointing to the next clue.

This was like a hint to him, but of course it wouldn't be his fault if he guessed wrong.

But at the moment, it seems that there is no way to guess wrong.

Because the only person who has a relationship with 'zero' is Geto Suguru's contemporary.

After the New Year celebrations in Chinatown, the Armed Detective Agency began a phase of retaliatory work to compensate for previous vacations. March and April are the registration and examination time before schools resume.

Yokohama has reopened five public elementary schools, three public and two private junior high schools, and two high schools. While strolling around, I saw several mafia members sitting on the school bus of an elementary school in the port mafia's territory, escorting elementary school students to and from school.

...How can I describe this scene...?

In this regard, the Port Mafia has made a very subtle but indeed reasonable plan. They have separated out the primary and secondary schools within the Port Mafia area and tried their best to ensure that gunfights avoid the campus area. Although you can also use 'Then don't fight! ! 'It's not a good thing to complain like this, but think about it, I also feel that the port mafia has done its best.

Mori Ogai actually understands sustainable development very well. At least within the port mafia's territory, they really prohibit pornography and drugs, and it is so clean that they don't look like a mafia.

This also eased the reputation of the port mafia a little, and many new members who were waiting and watching joined in. However, most of the new members' relatives go to schools under the protection of the Port Mafia, resulting in an entire school being filled with children of Port Mafia members. This then evolved into a Black Organization reserve campus or something... In short, it's a very messy and confusing thing.

This distorted situation may be slightly adjusted back in a year or two, but it still looks quite strange now.

Chigenmaku said goodbye to everyone around him one by one, and assigned the work to others. When the weather was right, he finally set off to a new world of magic that he didn't know what it would become.

Gojo Satoru is based in Tokyo, so it is very likely that he is flying around the world, so it would be more convenient for him to go find Geto Suguru.

The email to Geto Suguru showed that it had been sent successfully. While waiting for a reply, I turned and walked into the bookstore, wanting to read some of my fellow writers' works to kill some time.

There was a map in the cabinet at the door. Qian Jianmu glanced at it, then fell silent, and looked up and glanced again.

...Yukaka-cho? Where is this? Is there such a place in Tokyo?

But then, before he could ask any existence, a loud scream suddenly came from inside the bookstore.

“Ah—someone’s dead!!!”

Um?

"Everyone here is a suspect. No one is allowed to leave until the police arrive!" said a bearded man.

Then everyone stayed in the bookstore in an orderly manner.

...Good Tokyoites! The people of Yokohama should have already experienced violence by this time! Speaking of which, there is no need to hide if you kill someone in Yokohama!

Qian Jianmu's thoughts were wandering, and he watched cautiously, not knowing what was going on. He couldn't see the body from his angle, but only saw the middle-aged man actively examining the body and the crime scene.

Eh…

He saw something out of the corner of his eye, squinted his eyes, and slowly approached the row of bookshelves.

Something seemed to be shining.

The thing was on the bottom layer close to the upper baffle. If he hadn't been very perceptive, he probably wouldn't have noticed the faint red light reflected from the floor.

He lay down, and a jumping countdown screen caught his eye, and Qian Jianmu was speechless for a moment.

32:32.

At the same time, there was a loud bang, and the shutter door of the bookstore suddenly fell down and hit the ground.

"Hey! What's going on!"

This seemed to be a reinforced rolling shutter door. Once it fell to the ground, it felt as heavy as an iron curtain and could not be broken open no matter what was used.

At this time, everyone realized that the location of this bookstore was not very good. The escape passages were blocked in various ways, and there was no escape route at all.

"Damn it! What happened!" The man with the mustache complained, "I still need to buy books for my daughter! How could I go wrong in such a place?"

"Will anything happen?" someone asked.

"No! Just wait for the police to come and open the door!" The man looked relaxed.

——Although sweat had already soaked his collar, by now everyone should have realized that something was wrong.

Qian Jianmu pursed his lips and looked up at the surveillance camera in the store.

He was sure... that the shutters were lowered because he saw a bomb.

Someone is watching them.

If he hadn't seen the bomb, the next step would have been for the police officer to come and investigate the case. The criminal might have wanted to lock the police officer in the store and blackmail the police while they were investigating the case.

Or maybe... this trap was set up simply to kill the police, and the countdown happened to be the time when the police would arrive.

The dozen or so people in the store were just sacrifices for killing the police.

Since there are people monitoring, the attack on the police should be forced to stop at this time... However, if the bomber has a hatred for the police, although he cannot drag his enemies into the chessboard, if he kills more than a dozen people in front of the police, it would be a disgrace to the police.

Next, it should be time-delayed.

Sure enough, just one minute later, the phone in the store rang. An employee answered it and his face turned pale instantly.

"...Yes, someone said... that they would demand 500 million yen from the police, or else they would detonate a bomb..."

"There's a bomb!?"

The entire bookstore was instantly in chaos, with screams and distress sounds endless. Seeing that some people were starting to try to find the bomb, the man with a mustache stepped forward to take control of the situation. He was quite intimidating when he looked serious, and at least the chaotic crowd was a little more controllable and no longer tried to search for bombs everywhere.

"Listen to me! I'm Kogoro Maori, a former police officer! Please trust the police, they will do their best to ensure our safety!"

"No matter what, I will try my best to protect you all! Please do as I say now, don't move things around, and don't be nervous!"

"If there is anyone who can defuse a bomb, please let me know! Thank you very much!"

This is an excellent emergency comfort procedure that will never go wrong in any situation.

But that doesn’t mean there are no mistakes here.

Oops…

The criminals are coming for the police!

Qian Jianmu's expression suddenly turned bad. He looked at the locations of several surveillance cameras, quietly retreated to a blind spot, and lowered his head to look for tools that he could use.

However, this may also be an opportunity. Since the police are present, the criminals will not kill the hostages directly. Instead, they will deal with the police or even tease them in order to show the police's incompetence as much as possible. They still have time.

...This shouldn’t be the case, why is there someone behind me!

Qian Jianmu frowned and glanced back, but after just one glance, he suddenly froze.

A man with long silver-white hair stood behind him, looking down with a sad look.

He was very white, with the color of his blue veins particularly distinct against his skin tone. His cold green eyes stared at him accurately from under the shadow of his hat brim. His voice was very soft, but one could tell it was deep.

"You can defuse bombs."

"...Maybe?" Qian Jianmu slowly stepped back and spoke in a gentle tone.

He speculated that the identity of the person in front of him must be not innocent, otherwise he would not have been observing in the blind spot. Then, he must not wait until the police come before taking action. He wants to leave here more than anyone else.

However, it was too difficult for one person alone, so he needed help.

really--

"Tsk...you're lucky."

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