Chapter 113 He doesn't need to understand, because he...
"bite."
Just as Nekono Ikuya was about to bring the teacup to his lips, he paused upon hearing this, the rim of the cup lightly touching the saucer with a soft, crisp sound. He put down the teacup, his body naturally leaning forward, a hint of surprise flashing in his emerald eyes as he looked at Morofushi Kagemitsu.
"This is really sudden. That FBI ace is dead just like that," Nekono Yuuya said softly, a hint of regret in her eyes.
While the enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend, Shuichi Akai's strength is undeniable, and he is definitely a crucial force in restraining the organization.
He died so easily at the hands of Kiel, at the hands of the codenamed member who had been captured by the FBI for a time and then recaptured by the organization.
Um……?
Nekono Ikuya tilted her head and carefully considered the description.
"Jingguang, are you sure that FBI ace is really dead?" he suddenly asked.
Something seems off about Nekono Ikuya.
"That's how it seems on the surface." Morofushi Kagemitsu wasn't entirely sure either. "The scene was horrific; multiple sources have confirmed that. However..."
"But what?"
Morofushi Kagemitsu shook his head, a sharp glint in his eyes: "I feel like something's not right. Although I have no evidence, given that man's abilities, I don't think he'll be so easily defeated."
No matter how absurd Tequila's death was, those who heard the cause of his demise would at most scoff and say he was careless and unlucky. It's comical that a mediocre codename member would die because of a mix-up like taking the wrong box, but in the perilous town of Beika, it's not entirely impossible.
But Shuichi Akai is different. His abilities and alertness have been proven through countless trials and are widely recognized. Even the most flawless assassination attempt cannot guarantee that he has no chance of miraculously surviving. Hiromitsu Morofushi expressed a slight doubt.
However, even if Shuichi Akai hadn't died, the organization that Shuichi Akai was relentlessly pursuing would still be a source of trouble.
Therefore, Nekono Ikuya and Morofushi Kagemitsu only briefly mentioned their suspicions about Akai Shuichi's death before quickly moving on to the next matter.
The room was quiet for a moment.
As Nekono Ikuya processed this series of explosive pieces of information, he concluded: "So, during the month I was away, you all witnessed Tequila's dramatic death, rescued Pisco from Gin's gun, watched Kir being captured by the FBI and then taken back by the organization, and witnessed the death of an FBI ace. Conan also discovered your identity."
"What a wonderful experience!" Ikuya Nekono exclaimed.
Compared to that, his actions with the Phantom Thieves family seem insignificant.
Jingguang and Conan's schedules are truly suffocatingly crowded.
"...Is that all?" Nekono Ikuya prepared to digest this information.
Zhu Fujingguang suddenly fell silent.
"?" Nekono Ikuya looked up at him, her emerald cat eyes questioning. This reaction... could there be more?
Zhu Fujingguang raised his hand to his lips, coughed lightly, glanced to the side, and said in a voice a degree lower than before: "...There are still some."
Nekono Ikuya: "...There are still some?"
Jing Guang took a deep breath and spoke a little faster: "There are also some miscellaneous cases unrelated to the organization. We have solved about 23 murder cases, 5 robbery cases, 4 theft cases, and assisted the police in dismantling 9 bombs that were planted in public places such as trains."
Nekono Ikuya: "..."
He looked at Morofushi Kagemitsu and remained silent for a full five seconds.
Then, he slowly spoke, his tone filled with an incredulous certainty: "Jingguang, are you sure I really only left for a month, and not a year?"
Even considering only everyday cases unrelated to the organization, Hikari and Conan encounter more than one case a day on average, not to mention their numerous confrontations with the organization.
The density of these events is more than what many people experience in a lifetime.
Conan and Hiromitsu are practically superhuman!
Morofushi Kagemitsu returned a look that was both incredibly sincere and deeply tinged with helplessness: "I'm absolutely certain, Yuya. You really were only gone for a month."
Both the calendar and his memories show it this way.
Having fully experienced the latest local customs and culture of Beika Town over the past month, Morofushi Kagemitsu added in a somber tone, "This is probably just everyday life in Beika Town."
He jokingly said, "Welcome to Beika Town!" Actually, he had returned, but Beika Town had changed so much that it was okay to say he had come.
Upon closer examination, it wasn't a sudden change. Although Morofushi Kagemitsu used a lighter tone when speaking to Nekono Ikuya, he was merely finding humor in his predicament.
Although everything seems to have a reason, such as the surge in cases in recent months being due to a sudden influx of large quantities of poisons and bombs into the black market, all of this is related to the organization's new 'investment' that most likely comes from American capital.
This also relates to why Vermouth has been active in high society in the United States recently under the identity of Chris, and why her position in the organization is becoming increasingly special. It also explains how the FBI suddenly got wind of the situation and obtained clues to lock down the true identity of the Thousand-Faced Witch.
And why they went to the trouble of crossing borders to come here and restart the countermeasures team against the organization.
Even knowing the reason for the soaring crime rate, the high frequency of cases still made Morofushi Kagemitsu unhappy. It was indeed best to eliminate the organization as soon as possible.
Nekono Ikuya was shocked. "Beihana-cho, what's wrong with you, Beihana-cho?!"
This is no longer the Beika Town he knew. Beika Town wasn't like this last year!
Nekono Ikuya remained silent for a moment, looking at Morofushi Kagemitsu, who seemed to be in a good mood but not in bad spirits, and suddenly asked a question that seemed unnecessary.
He blinked his clear, bright green eyes, rested his chin on his hand, and gently tapped his cheek with his fingers.
"Jingguang, you've been through so much in just one month, are you tired?"
Logically speaking, with such high-intensity and high-pressure events happening one after another, even trained police elites should feel mentally exhausted.
However, when Nekono Ikuya looked into Morofushi Kagemitsu's sapphire-like eyes, there were no tired bloodshot streaks in the whites of his eyes, and his gaze was clear and bright.
Morofushi Kagemitsu was taken aback by his question, then carefully considered it and a strange expression appeared on his face: "Eh? Now that you mention it, it seems... I really don't feel particularly tired? Although things are a bit tight to handle, I don't feel overwhelmed."
"I just feel that this month has been very fulfilling. Although the pace is fast, I seem to be able to keep up completely."
Even when I was in it, I didn't feel that the pace was fast. I had a very relaxed mindset every day, and the physical and mental stress was not very high.
It was as if... Morofushi Kagemitsu tilted his head, as if time had been stretched out?
The thought flashed through Morobuchi Kagemitsu's mind for only a moment before disappearing without a trace for some unknown reason.
A knowing glint flashed in the depths of Nekono Ikumi's azure eyes.
There's a time issue.
Nekono Ikuya thought that the month that Morofushi Hiromitsu and Conan experienced was just like the year he and Shin-chan and the others experienced when they were five years old in kindergarten.
He smiled and thought back to when he was five years old, he had made over a thousand phone calls with Miss Witch, but based on his and his mother's actual experience, it was only a matter of time, averaging one phone call every few days.
Nekono Ikuya was not surprised that the usually perceptive Morofushi Kagemitsu could not see this obvious time issue.
This is not because Jingguang suddenly became stupid, but because of the limitations of his physical and spiritual 'hardware and software conditions'.
He lacks the 'soul organ' to perceive this abnormality, or as some might call it, a talent.
To give an analogy, it's like a person born with trichromatic vision can only see a world composed of red, green, and blue. No matter how intelligent or observant they are, they can never truly imagine how colorful the world is through the eyes of birds with tetrachromatic vision.
Or take dolphins and bats as examples. The ultrasonic waves they use to communicate are beyond the range of human hearing and sound like nothing more than empty silence to humans.
But the real colors and sounds are right there, right before everyone's eyes and ears, they just can't perceive them.
Like a deaf person, like a blind person!
This unusual timing was beyond the perception of most people in the world, making it 'invisible' to them, just like other colors in the world besides the three primary colors.
Only a very few people in the world can perceive such time, just as only a very few people in a crowd can see a world of four colors. Most of them have abilities that are now regarded as magic, or rather, so-called magic is the use of special talents by these people who can perceive a wider world that others cannot perceive.
Nekono Ikuya could also sense this special time phenomenon that others couldn't understand, but which truly existed in reality.
He gave a soft "hmm," his tone somewhat meaningful: "It's good that you don't feel tired. It seems you're quite used to this pace."
Upon hearing this, Morofushi Kagemitsu's face immediately darkened, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to press his temples: "Are you getting used to it...?"
Perhaps, after all, so much has happened in the past month, yet he doesn't feel tired.
It's almost unbelievable to think about.
only--
He thought about his almost seamless schedule over the past month, which he had just realized was strange (it felt like his schedule wasn't that tight, and he had a lot of free time?), and said with a helpless tone, "I just hope this pace can slow down a little."
It's not for any other reason than that I can't bear to see so many cases happen in such a short period of time.
Morofushi Kagemitsu sighed, "I might be able to keep up physically, but I just can't handle so many cases mentally." This is no normal person's daily routine!
This is not the kind of daily routine that police officers should be used to!
Nekono Ikuya laughed, a laugh with an enigmatic quality. He patted Kagemitsu on the shoulder, his tone teasing: "You'll get used to it. And on the bright side, at this rate, maybe in a few months, we'll take care of that organization that's been bothering you for so long."
Although her tone was teasing, Nekono Ikumi's emerald green eyes held a strange certainty.
"Huh?" Morofushi Kagemitsu was stunned. He vaguely sensed something unusual in Nekono Ikuya's relaxed attitude and confident gaze, as if the other party had seen something he couldn't. He tried hard to understand, but it was like looking through frosted glass; he could never quite grasp the true truth.
But he didn't need to understand, because Morofushi Kagemitsu chose to believe.
“Is that so? If that’s your judgment,” Morofushi Kagemitsu smiled. “Then I’m starting to look forward to that moment.”
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