Chapter 179 Thirty-five Vigilantes
"Aren't you going to give him the gift you've been preparing for two months?"
When Akae Nazuki came out of the training room, he heard Furuya Rei, who was waiting for him against the wall in the corridor, teasing, "It seems someone has put a lot of effort into this. I thought you would show it to him as soon as possible - that kid is almost dying of anxiety waiting."
The control freak in Furuya Rei's cognition is not someone who is emotionally introverted to this extent. When this guy has something good, he will rush to stuff it into the arms of his relatives and friends, and will not feel at ease until he sees them take it with his own eyes.
Chi Jiang Na Yue, who was regarded as a control freak in his mind, rolled her eyes at him and said mysteriously, "It's not time yet."
How long has it been? Furuya Rei frowned unconsciously.
During the two months that Conan has been staying there, the criminals in Tokyo have been unusually harmonious. Perhaps they were so scared of being beaten by Wuming that they didn't even dare to engage in large-scale gunfights. But for some reason, Wuming was always tense, so that Furuya Rei didn't see his friend really resting for a few days.
He has always been wondering, is there anyone in this world who can keep Aka alert all the time?
Then he remembered the strange criminal who had briefly appeared in front of the people of Tokyo a few months ago, the madman who was called by Aka as only Wuming could solve, and who also shared half of the firepower of the [Parliament].
Furiya Ling did not think that Asa would cause any inconvenience to Akae Nazuki, and he was also surprised that the latter had tolerated Asa for so long and did not catch the former by "plowing the Tokyo underworld".
Last time in the main world, Chi Jiang Na Yue actually did this in order to catch the cunning demon with three burrows. However, this time he gave up the most convenient plan and lay in ambush patiently, always alert to the opponent's actions.
This doesn't look like Chi Jiang Na Yue's work at all. If anything, this approach is very 'anonymous'.
"Asa is going to take action." Chijiang Nayue asked back, "Given his style, he spent two months preparing a 'gift' for me... What do you think it will be like?"
While Fūya Rei was thinking, Akae Nazuki stood there calmly and naturally, lost in thought. He was thinking about how to make Asa show that he cares about Conan.
Hmm? Of course Asa would care, right?
As long as Asa wants to destroy Wuming's happiness and wants to see Wuming's most beautiful soul when he is in despair, Asa will dislike Conan and Amuro, the two people who made Wuming see hope again.
To Asa, Wuming's soul had belonged to him ten years ago. Asa longed to see the moment of Wuming's fall, and longed for him to personally turn Wuming into the new 'Asa' in this city.
Then, Conan, who tried to be the safety rope for Wuming and catch the falling Wuming, was the first person Asa wanted to target.
As the script writer, Chi Jiang Na Yue does not intend to let the young detective suffer serious injuries, so at most he will let Asa perform freely to ensure that the young detective can truly grow in the action and truly "graduate".
Well, in this case, it would not be good for Asa to be too harsh on the young detective, as it would be easy to hurt the child. If he was too nice to the young detective, there would be no way to really help the child grow up. Chijiang Nayue has spent a lot of energy just thinking about this problem during this period of time.
To him, raising children is a more difficult task than fighting crime...no doubt about it.
"It looks like the ordinary employees in the manor will have to take a holiday soon, right?" Furiya Ling also thought of the possibility that Asa would take action against them, and said helplessly with his forehead raised.
The chairman looked away guiltily.
Conan didn't know that the two bad adults at home were discussing his safety. He still lived his elementary school life as usual, going to school and going home on time every day, and then going home to take vigilante courses or something.
But this day was a little different. Conan had already changed into light clothes and was ready to start training, but Wuming told him to have a day off and let him play with the kids from the Junior Detective Team.
Conan's first reaction was that Wuming was going to do something big and therefore excluded him, but then he was convinced by the boy with an irrefutable reason.
"You look like a first-grade student now. Who among you looks the same age would go home and stay at home after school every day, and not go out even when friends are around, except on weekends?" Chijiang Nayue slapped the kid on the head helplessly, "Please be considerate of the public relations department of Chijiang Group. It's already very difficult for them to clear our relationship."
Conan once again complained in his heart about the boredom of Tokyo's media - they pretended not to see the things that really needed to be reported, and wrote these groundless reports as if they wanted everyone to know.
If it weren't for Akae Nazuki's emphasis on protecting Conan's information, no one except those who were already familiar with Conan would know that the child was now in foster care at Akae Manor. Otherwise, Teitan Elementary School would have been enmeshed in the dust of Teitan High School and surrounded by the media.
Conan himself has adapted well to this kind of thing. After all, he was the one who had filled the gate of Teitan High School with rifles and cannons.
And now he no longer needs to hide his identity in front of the organization. The most he can do is hide it from his acquaintances before turning back into an adult, so it doesn't matter if he is reported.
However, he didn't want to appear in the newspaper with the chairman in a strange way! First, they were not adopted and second, the chairman was only 17 years old. Couldn't they be logical before doing the report? Well, logical people wouldn't write tabloids.
At the end of the day, Conan still kept his crescent eyes and sat on the doctor's armored beetle, and went camping in the mountains of Nagano with the cheering children.
This camping trip went surprisingly smoothly. Not only did they not find any dead bodies during the entire trip, but they were not even involved in any cases. Conan felt bored at first, but after he really relaxed, he had a lot of fun playing with the children, and put all his impatience during this period behind him.
It's not his fault. Every time he went out to play with the children, they would encounter a case. The children are very interested in solving cases and will take the initiative to look for cases even if there are no cases. Even Conan finds it difficult to judge this. Anyway, he would occasionally want to have a good rest.
When the camping ended and they returned to Tokyo, Conan silently became more vigilant than before he left.
Facts have proved that the previous peace came at a price.
The young detective stared at the screen on the building outside which was blacked out for the second time by Asa. He felt that the man's hair looked familiar and thought, "As expected."
He knew that she was waiting for him here!
"PhD!"
"Got it, Shin... ahem, Conan." Dr. Agasa understood what he meant and turned the steering wheel to send Conan back to the manor first.
He is the third person besides the Kudo couple who knows about the relationship between Conan and Wuming, and this is also tacitly approved by Wuming. So the doctor knows that at this time Conan will definitely want to go back to the manor to find Wuming first, and then make other plans.
He was quite relieved. In the past, when Conan encountered such a case, he would try to squeeze forward immediately. Now, at least he knows that he should make preparations first.
Oh, that's great. If Wuming and Shinichi's identities had not been kept secret, he could tell everyone that some of Wuming's props were customized here. Then maybe he could become even more famous, hehe.
Fortunately, the children had been sent home by the doctor by then, and no one knew that Conan had returned to the manor. Conan also found that the gardeners and maids in the manor were given holidays this time, just like when he first came. Unfortunately, he had no intention of taking care of this now. He quickly sneaked into the study and sneaked into the elevator to the base through the secret room entrance on the wall.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Conan couldn't wait to sneak out again: "That live broadcast outside...!"
Conan discovered that Wuming was still sitting under the huge electronic screen in the center of the base, and the screen was showing the live broadcast of Asa outside. Mr. Amuro was sitting in front of the computer on the other side, tracking something.
Hearing his voice, the black-haired, red-eyed boy turned his chair around as if awakened from a dream to face the young detective.
"I understand." Wuming's steady voice soothed Conan's emotions very well, "Asa is also coming for me this time."
After Wuming said this, the live broadcast screen changed.
Before this, Asa had only invaded those large and small screens and played his own 'crime preview', but he said that the time had not come yet, and other than that he didn't say a word, he leisurely leaned back in his chair and played a small game under the attention of all Tokyo people, with a touching BGM faintly coming from the receiver.
Listening to the bgm, Asa lost very quickly!!
As soon as Wuming finished speaking, Asa reacted differently as if he had heard it. He stood up, moved closer to the camera, and raised a smile that was so brilliant that it was scary.
"Welcome, welcome - are you looking at this, little moon? Oh! In the words of you Tokyoites, it should be Wuming? Who cares? It's all you." The red-haired psycho stuck out his tongue, "I guess you must have been nervously waiting for me for two months. I'm so happy! It just so happens that my game is ready, so I came to play with you~"
He put the screen on which he had been playing a small game in front of the camera.
This is a pixel-art style level-breaking game. Although the protagonist's appearance is unclear due to pixel issues, anyone can tell that the protagonist is the image of the vigilante Wuming based on the black and red blocks and Asa's previous words.
Asa clicked a few times on the screen, and Pixel Nameless was pulled up by the collar. The next second Asa let go of his hand, and then Pixel Nameless fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a pile of objects that needed to be censored.
"Oh? Of course, I'm not talking about this level, but you have to admit, doesn't it look interesting?" Asa smiled and tapped the screen twice again. Pixel Nameless stood in front of something that looked like a seesaw. "Okay, this is the game I want to play with Little Moon."
Asa's dull green eyes seemed to be able to look through the screen and into Wuming's eyes.
"On the left side of the seesaw are the most innocent lucky people in this city, whom I picked randomly. They are just ordinary people with no money and no power. On the right side of the seesaw are the most extreme scum in this city, who are powerless and have money and power." The red-haired criminal smiled, "And under the seesaw is anything, anyway, it's something that can wipe them out of this world with a bang."
The seesaw will swing left and right according to the weight, which means that only the person on the top can avoid being "erased" by the thing in Asa's mouth, but this also means that the person on the other side will be sacrificed.
The pixel seesaw on the screen also swayed in unison, which was terrifying to watch.
"Choose one, little moon." Asa's tone sounded very intimate, "Which side rises and which side sinks?"