Conan: Peppermint Beluga

The white Mazda RX-7 is heading towards the suburbs. I don't know why this software engineer chooses to live in the suburbs. Generally speaking, this kind of occupation has a high income.

It was almost evening when Toru Amuro and Matsuda arrived in a remote single-family villa.

Toru Amuro parked the car nearby, looked at Matsuda who was tinkering with the computer, and asked, "What is the goal of this mission?"

"Itakura Taku, 44 years old, used to be a CG special effects producer. Now he is a computer game system engineer. He is very good at computer programming. It is said that he has a bad personality and is very strict and rigid."

With slender fingers quickly tapping on the keyboard, Matsuda used hacking technology to hack into the surveillance camera Itakura had installed in his house to check the current situation in the villa. It seemed that Mr. Itakura was not in the house.

"While he's not on the move?"

"Well, but I found that his obsessive-compulsive disorder is very serious. Even if there is an item of 5 cm that is moved, it will be found. You can take advantage of this."

"Well, let's act."

Lockpicking is probably a must-have ability for every member of the organization, and Amuro Toru is very skilled, which makes Matsuda doubt whether this guy is a repeat offender of robbery in his previous life, and he picked the lock in less than ten seconds. This technique is also tough enough.

Put on shoe covers and gloves, not ready to leave any traces.

Matsuda looked at the furnishings in the house. This Mr. Itakura Takuya's obsessive-compulsive disorder was quite severe. Every part of the house was neatly arranged. If he messed up his room a little, it might arouse his spirits. torture on.

Amuro came into the study room, and tilted the computer keyboard slightly to the upper right by about 5 centimeters according to Matsuda's instructions. After completing this step, he walked towards Matsuda who was observing the kitchen and said, "He should touch the keyboard every day, and he will probably come back when he returns. Found someone entering the room."

"Well, don't move anything else, so even if he calls the police, the police won't deal with it. In the long run, he will be afraid and it will be easier to be controlled by the organization." Matsuda said indifferently.

"Oh, your methods have always been formidable. Mental torture is often more painful than physical."

Matsuda didn't answer the call and left quickly with Toru Amuro. Of course, he remembered to delete the footage of them captured on the surveillance camera.

The first intimidation operation was completed very quickly, and then it was necessary to slowly wait for the right moment.

Sitting back in the car, the two did not leave in a hurry, but observed whether Itakura Taku could detect the abnormality through the surveillance cameras in the house.

About two hours or so, Itakura Taku drove home alone. At first, he didn't notice any problems in the house, until he walked into the study to prepare for work, and when he came to the computer, he showed a horrified expression.

He found that his keyboard had been moved, and there was absolutely no problem before he left!

Itakura Zhuo anxiously ran to the door, and as expected, he found that the door lock had been slightly pried. Just as Matsuda expected, he stood at the door and took out his mobile phone and dialed 110.

Naihe's house was not stolen, the police just didn't want to accept the report, Taku Itakura hung up the phone angrily, he could only pray that it was a prank.

But he didn't know that this was the beginning.

For the next two weeks, Matsuda and Toru Amuro kept sneaking into the villa while Takuya Itakura was away, either moving his pen, or blatantly taking out the ice cream from the refrigerator and throwing it on the ground, telling it directly Cang Zhuo was constantly entering his house.

On the 37th day of "Prank", Matsuda and Amuro entered the villa as usual, and when they opened the study drawer, they found a note inside.

[Intruder, I accept any conditions! ]

The corners of Matsuda's mouth were slightly raised, and it seemed that the mental pressure was effective. For talents like this kind of organization, they still had to let the other party "willingly" serve the organization.

"It seems that I can't hold my breath anymore. It came faster than expected. I thought I could last for two or three months." Amuro shrugged and said indifferently.

"Our task is complete, and the next step should be to hand it over to Belmod." Matsuda took the note directly, took out the prepared plasma from his pocket, and wrote two English letters and a string of phone calls on the post-it note. Number.

[OK.]

[646-780-1159]

This is a phone number that Belmod doesn't use often, and even if you look up, you can't find who the user is.

After Matsuda took out his mobile phone and reported the situation to Belmod, he couldn't help but asked curiously.

[Song Tian: The task is completed, and your contact information has been written to him. What kind of software does the organization need him to do, let me and Bourbon toss him so much. ]

[Belmode: Since we\'retryingtoraisethedeadagainstthestreamoftime. (Because we want to reverse the torrent of time and bring the dead back to life.)]

Reverse the torrent of time and bring the dead back to life?

When Matsuda saw this, he couldn't help laughing. Is there really someone in this world who can resurrect the dead? That's too subversive, it's only possible for a sci-fi movie to appear.

But after thinking about it, my body now is sci-fi enough, and it seems that resurrection of the dead is not impossible.

If the ultimate purpose of the organization is this, then recruiting a large number of scientific researchers to conduct experiments may also be related to the resurrection of the dead... Those who can set up an organization must be a wealthy or powerful family.

Matsuda frowned slightly, and it seemed that he needed to follow up on the task of Taku Itakura, and figure out what the software to be researched was related to.

"PORTO, why are you in a daze? Get in the car." Toru Amuro reminded him when he saw Matsuda standing in front of the car for a while and didn't move.

"okay."

Taking the bus back to the city, Toru Amuro felt thirsty and decided to go to the convenience store to buy drinks. He was very puzzled. After getting along with Matsuda during this time, he felt that he did not want to be as indifferent as the rumors in the organization, and he was quite considerate when carrying out the task. my own.

But when he thought of him killing Jingguang, the fire in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

Toru Amuro caught sight of Matsuda who was standing in front of the freezer picking out ice cream. He pursed his lips, resisting the urge to get the strawberry milk, and instead took the iced coffee that was next to him.

"I'll go outside and make a phone call. You can get in the car after you eat here. Don't get in my car." Amuro said to Matsuda after noticing the information displayed on the phone.

"Oh."

Matsuda had no intention of eavesdropping. He paid for a chocolate-flavored ice cream and slowly ate it while standing in front of the convenience store. He really didn't intend to eavesdrop. After more than a month, the hearing continued. Evolution, Amuro Toru, who was more than ten meters away from him, could hear the volume of the phone call very clearly.

Thinking of the fact that recently, at night, he couldn't fall asleep without sleeping pills, and Matsuda's mood instantly became worse.

"The mission with PORTO is over... um... I'll see you at the old place tonight... He's nearby, yes, I'll hang up first, see you later."

It seemed that Gin was about to be disappointed again. Matsuda was eating ice cream with a calm expression on his face. This bottle of bourbon was not an honest organization of three good youths.

Judging from his relationship with Zhu Fu Jingguang, I'm afraid he is also a police officer.

Matsuda turned around and threw the ice-cream stick into the trash can. Toru Amuro shouted from behind him, "Hey! Get out of the way!"

Looking back, he found a little girl chasing a balloon on the road. Seeing that the red car was about to hit her, Matsuda suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed over to push the little girl away.

The body was hit violently, but no pain was felt.

Matsuda rolled around on the ground several times before laying flat on the ground. When he saw this scene, Amuro couldn't believe it. How did he push the girl away? Why does he want to save people?

"Cough..."

Even if it doesn't hurt, it will still hurt if you get hit by a car like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Matsuda stood up under the shocked eyes of the car driver and Amuro, like someone who was fine and patted the dust off his body, but the corners of his mouth The blood that spilled out and the bright red dripping from his forehead didn't look like he was okay? !

"Hey you…"

"go!"

Matsuda saw that the driver of the car hurriedly took out his mobile phone to make an emergency call, and hurriedly walked towards Amuro Toru's car.

Amuro got into the main driver and started the car to leave in a daze. He turned his head to see Matsuda who was still bleeding, and frowned, "Hey, are you alright?"

Even if you were about to die, I should have killed it myself. In order to save the little girl, she was hit by a car and died... This is not acceptable!

"It's okay, if you don't believe me, see."

Matsuda stretched out his bruised arm, the slight wound healed faster, and it took a while to scab over.

"???"

Toru Amuro didn't know that Matsuda had participated in human experiments, and he didn't know that Matsuda's body was different from ordinary people.

Do I have a problem with my eyes or am I dreaming?

Toru Amuro said that he began to doubt life.

"I am an experimental subject who survived the organization's human experiment. I can't feel pain, and I have a strong self-healing ability." Matsuda leaned on the seat, stretched out his hand out of the car window, felt the flowing wind, and asked, "Do you think that Am I like a monster?"

Toru Amuro's mood was a bit complicated. He once thought that Matsuda was the kind of ruthless and ruthless person who was no different from gin, but today's act of saving the little girl showed that he was human.

"Let's take you to the hospital for a simple bandage. Disinfection is still necessary."

"Thank you, I'm sorry to dirty your car."

"……fine."