Chapter 188 Forty-four Vigilantes

Uesugi checked himself in front of the mirror one last time to make sure that the mask on his face covered him properly, then he left the lounge while pretending to adjust his tie.

After Uesugi came out, many people dressed similarly to him - formal suits and masks - gradually appeared around him. They were either silent or whispering, but the same thing was that they were all walking in the same direction.

The largest chamber in the building.

The layout here seems to be a replica of the Congress Hall, with the same semicircular seats and a large podium at the center, as well as the "Congressmen" who are dressed in their best and sit leisurely throughout the hall.

"Welcome everyone to today's meeting." The tall man on the central podium also wore a white mask and spoke arrogantly, "Last week, we passed the resolution on how to deal with Wuming here, and today, it's time to implement the plan and accept the results."

While he was speaking, the two inflammatory videos that Furuya Rei had seen on the website before and an online poll were projected on the large screen behind him.

"Once upon a time, we kindly left a living space for the newly arrived Wuming, and supported him in his fight against Asa. But that foreigner had no intention of repaying his kindness! He even tried to bite back at the [Parliament]..." He said angrily, "Yes, of course we cannot tolerate such behavior!"

The tall man changed his tone again: "Now that the evil Asa has been killed by us, then the only benefit to this city is Wuming, who is fighting with Asa, so there is no need for him to exist, right?"

He tempted, "Think about it. Before Wuming showed up, Tokyo had always been our city. Of course, it still is now! But that ungrateful Wuming wanted to snatch this beautiful city away from us... Should we just give it up? No!"

Wuming will only hinder their control over Tokyo, and this is what the Parliament cannot tolerate the most.

What Tokyo needs is the Parliament, them, not the uniformed vigilantes who enforce the law without a warrant in the city every night.

"So, it's time to drive Wuming out of Tokyo!" He raised his hand and said loudly.

As he spoke, the vote count began to scroll on the screen behind him.

The tall man did not look back, his face beneath the mask showing satisfaction. However, after waiting for several minutes, he did not hear the cheers of his companions below.

The tall man then realized something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and saw the real-time voting on the screen.

【Do we need a man who has killed countless people to save us? 】

——An overwhelming gap. However, almost no one chose not to have it, and all the thousands of people who had seen the vote had chosen to have it.

"This is just the beginning. A few thousand people are just a tiny fraction of the population!" The tall man who had just spoken with great confidence lowered his voice to appease his companions who couldn't help but discuss, "No matter what, the common people will make the most correct choice. They will know what this city really needs. They only need to believe in us--"

Moreover, the Parliament never considered consulting the opinions of the masses from the very beginning. This vote was just a means for them to induce ordinary people to resist the Nameless and to completely destroy the existence of the Nameless.

In the Internet age, what votes cannot be tampered with? They didn't take this seriously at all.

"Compared to the vote of the unimportant common people, I am more looking forward to the action of killing Wuming in front of them." At a seat closest to the center, a red-haired young man wearing a snow-white mask said excitedly, "Let's see if the action is successful? Even if Wuming cannot be killed, his crimes must be made public to the public so that he will never be able to turn over!"

The tall man frowned, not very happy with the guy who interrupted him, but the others around him agreed with what the young man said, so he suppressed his dissatisfaction and turned on the camera linked to the cannon fodder soldier they sent out.

A pair of deep forest green eyes then appeared on the screen.

Everyone in the meeting hall was surprised and began to whisper to each other again.

How strange! This angle should be the one photographed of Wuming, right? But doesn't Wuming have black hair and black eyes? Could this be Wuming who finally took off his colored contact lenses?

"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly just now." A voice came from the screen, speaking a little slowly, "What did you say?"

It is indeed a nameless sound.

Then the cannon fodder soldier said proudly: "Why, did I find out the truth? I said, your partner might also be——"

But his words stopped here.

Wuming, who was facing the camera, blinked lazily and looked up to the front. From the side of the council hall, they could not see who Wuming was looking at, but the good audio reception of the surveillance camera allowed them to hear the conversation over there.

"Why do you want to anesthetize him?" Wuming asked in a calm tone. Another voice was obviously from a younger child - Wuming's partner D - who seemed a little nervous and said, "Calm down! Please, Wuming, I don't mind this, he just cursed at me casually!"

"..." Wuming seemed to sigh, "I'm not uncalm, I just want to knock him out."

"Well, since he's already fainted...let's put him down and go back, shall we?" D's voice was tense, and he swallowed before speaking again, "The Metropolitan Police Department is on their way, we can tie him up to prevent him from escaping, that's enough."

Wuming lowered his eyelids, hiding the cold murderous intent in the depths of his forest green pupils.

"Okay." He nodded calmly to D, and even looked like he was smiling. "Let's go back."

This reaction is abnormal enough.

God knows, some people have complained online before whether Wuming wore a mask because he had facial paralysis. They had never seen a smile on the vigilante's face and thought he was born without the ability to smile.

So who is this guy who is smiling so naturally even though he is a vigilante?! Conan thought devastatedly.

Even the chairman had never smiled at him like this! But now, even though the mask covered his face, he could still see how brilliant Wuming was under the mask... Conan couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

Yes, he saw why that smile gave him a sense of déjà vu.

Isn't this... a lot like Asa's smile?

A few minutes ago, after learning that Wuming's eyes had changed color, Rei Furuya asked Conan to leave there immediately. This judgment was based on the guess that "Wuming is likely to be infected by Asa". According to Rei Furuya's judgment, if this is not a guess but reality, then the first target of Wuming after being infected will definitely be Conan!

Because to Asa, everyone else is just a passerby, and only Conan is Wuming's new hope, safety rope, and partner.

After thinking for a while, Conan still did not choose to turn around and leave. Instead, he stepped forward and stopped Wuming who seemed to be about to do something to that person.

"If I leave now, Wuming will probably do something that none of us want to see, right?" Conan said to Furuya Rei firmly before stepping forward, "So I can't leave! I'm the only one here who can hold him back."

Furuya Rei had to admit that Conan was right - if one simply looked at the situation in this world.

But Fūya Rei happens to be from the main world. He learned about the Ugly Virus from a friend's recommendation and has also received various series of games from his friends. He knows that if Wuming is assimilated by Asa, Conan will not be able to stop him at all.

Fortunately, after the initial period of worry and confusion passed, Fūya Rei calmed down.

Yes, aka since that little control freak had known that Asa would do something excessive and had even prepared a confinement room to lock him up, how could he be infected so easily without any preventive measures?

Fūya Rei speculated that Asa might really be preparing to infect Wuming with the virus, but Wuming might not really be infected. He might just be acting in order to lure out Asa... no, to lure out the [Parliament] behind the scenes?

Akae Nazuki showed changes in his behavior and started avoiding Conan a week ago, which happened exactly during the "seesaw incident". Furuya Rei remembered that Wuming was affected by the explosion in the abandoned factory at that time, but fortunately he was not injured.

Now it seems that if Asa wants to take action, it would be at that time only. After all, both the hostages in the cage and the room where the hostages were held were blown to ashes in the explosion, and the only survivor was Wuming.

As for the other reasons why Furuya Rei thinks his friend is not infected... Well, it's not that he is narcissistic, the main reason is that Furuya Rei thinks that if Akae Nazuki was infected, it is impossible for her to only avoid Conan and not him.

All in all, convinced by these reasons, Furuya Rei barely resisted the urge to pull the little detective back when Conan approached.

Then after Wuming started laughing, he successfully took a deep breath.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't think that Wuming's smile now looks like Asa. In Furugaya Rei's opinion, this expression combined with his friend's face is clearly Kalua!!

Therefore, after being frightened by this expression at first and having countless scenes of himself being toyed with by Kaluuya flash through his mind, Furuya Rei actually felt relieved.

Okay, it’s okay, aka is indeed acting.

He felt relieved, but the members of the Parliament in the meeting hall could not feel at ease.

Conan and Furuya Rei may not have noticed, but the camera angle on the cannon fodder soldier just happened to capture the lip movements made by Wuming with his back turned.

"'I'm coming to see you'...?!" The tall man subconsciously read out this sentence, and like Conan, his back was soaked with cold sweat. However, the others in the meeting hall were still watching, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "It seems that we can regard this sentence as Wuming's declaration of war on us, right?"

There was total silence in the audience. After a few seconds, the red-haired young man who had interrupted him stood up and slowly led the applause.

The tall man was shocked to find that after the red-haired young man applauded, some people in the council hall gradually began to respond, and then it evolved into everyone in the audience looking in the direction of the red-haired young man and giving thunderous applause without saying a word.

"Hey, what do you mean?" The tall guy, who considered himself the current Speaker of the Parliament, stared at the red-haired young man viciously and questioned.

"What I mean?" There was a hint of laughter in the other person's voice, and then the laughter became louder and louder, more and more outrageous, until he stopped abruptly and took off the mask on his face.

The tall and familiar face with red hair and green eyes was revealed.

"I mean, I'm afraid Mr. Speaker is being too sentimental this time." He wiped away the tears of laughter with his fingers, and said cheerfully, "Because, Little Moon is saying this to me."

Asa said, "He has been killed."