Conan's winery play house

Chapter 238 Three Bottles of Whiskey: Let’s go and cause trouble

The car drove back to the house where three bottles of whiskey were temporarily staying.

At the same time, Aito, who had just stepped through the door, also received a prompt from the system.

[Congratulations to the host for having an emotional value of +13 million.]

"Half an hour has passed, and we know almost everything we need to know. We should be on the news." Bourbon walked to the living room and turned on the TV.

All channels are showing news.

"An emergency news break. At two o'clock this afternoon, terrorists forced their way into the police station, killing more than 600 police officers and destroying 20 helicopters..."

"The terrorist is suspected to be a member of a terrorist organization. This is a premeditated group action..." The host held the microphone with a serious expression as if he was giving a work report.

Miyano Akemi sat on the sofa nearby and looked towards Aito.

"Did you have fun?" she asked with a gentle smile.

"Yes!" The white-haired boy sat next to her, smiling and nodding with satisfaction.

After all, after killing Kurosawa Formation and getting the opponent's soul fragment, he will take it back and feed it to Papa. As long as Papa swallows the soul fragment and fuses it, Papa's soul will also have traces of Uncle System, so when the time comes,

It can be recycled.

And he also gained 13 million sentiment points.

So he should be happy.

"On the first day you came to this world, you became famous. Young people are really amazing." Bourbon half-lying on the sofa sighed, half-heartedly.

"White ghost... they all call you that." Rai held the phone and said with a smile.

The video played on the mobile phone was blurry, and the surveillance camera happened to capture the scene of Avicril's battle with the helicopter, but there were only white shadows throughout the video, like light ghosts, and the specific appearance could not be seen at all.

In this world that praises crime, Avicril, who dared to break into the police station in broad daylight and caused the death of more than 600 people, is undoubtedly fanatically sought after by countless people.

But now it's only within Tokyo.

As time goes by, this matter will spread more widely.

There will be more and more people pursuing Aiwe Kelier.

"You will be put on the altar by those guys." Rai looked at the white-haired boy with subtle eyes and said.

Even if they don't know his appearance or name, there will be many fanatical believers who will hold him on the altar.

Because that's how the world is.

A chaotic world, a world full of sin, and everyone is chasing sin.

Sherlock Holmes was beaten up by everyone, and Moriarty was molded into a golden statue by countless people.

"Altar?" Aito tilted his head in confusion.

The things placed on the altar seem to be lifeless sculptures?

"You will have many fans." Seeing this, Rai changed his words.

"That's it." Aito nodded, as if he was used to it.

He also has many fans in the real world.

The number of comments on White Ghost's fan website has exceeded one million.

"You don't look surprised? Maybe... you also have many fans in that world?" Rai asked curiously.

The opponent looked too calm, and seemed to be very familiar to the fans of the team.

Thinking again of the opponent's strength and skillful gestures to do such a thing...

I always feel like this is not the first time the other party has done this.

Maybe the other party often does this in that world?

"Yes." Aito didn't mean to hide it, and nodded and admitted.

"Did you often do this in that world? How many times did you do it? Where did you start?" Bourbon suddenly asked with interest.

"I only do it occasionally, not often, forty or fifty times, the Statue of Liberty, JH Building, Willis Tower..." Aito answered the question while flipping through his memory.

"Oriental Gunpowder Depot, Yasukuni Shrine..." The names of the buildings destroyed by the White Ghost were reported one by one.

In the end, there were hundreds of named buildings coming out of his mouth.

"...Seriously?" Three Bottles of Whiskey's expression gradually changed from being interested to being down.

"You're not being hunted? Oh, that's right. The surveillance cameras can't capture you at all, and it's hard for them to pinpoint the target." Bourbon sounded confused at first, and then said clearly.

"You... are really interesting." Bourbon looked at the white-haired boy, his eyes seeming to be staring at some magical creature.

This calm and natural gesture reveals the fact that he is a terrorist.

So funny, Aviciel.

"When you said that, I suddenly became interested..." Rai sighed and spoke.

"Want to play? Do you want to blow up those buildings again?" Scotland looked at Aiwe Lier calmly and asked.

"I can do that, do you want to play?" Aito tilted his head.

His current emotional value is enough for him to maintain a living life for a long time, and he has no urgent need for a large amount of emotional value.

He is not keen on causing terrorist attacks and killing people, but he is not resistant either.

If the three brothers Bourbon, Scotland, and Ley want to play, Aito doesn't mind playing with them.

"The world is going to be destroyed anyway, so it's time for a big one, right? In another world, I don't know how long it will take before I can freely control my body. Let's have enough fun now." The blond man raised the corners of his mouth and spoke in a full tone.

It's chic and careless.

Both inside and outside the words reveal the meaning of being drunk today if you have wine today, and worrying tomorrow.

"There are still six days until the scheduled time, which should be enough." Rai looked at the date on his phone and said meaningfully.

"Start with Japan first?" Scotland simply asked.

"Of course, after all, we are in Japan now. After Japan, we will go to the United States, then France, the United Kingdom..." Bourbon has already made a travel plan.

"When will we start taking action?" Avril asked obediently while listening to the exchange between the three of them.

A meekness that never seems to offer refutation or rejection.

"Of course now." The blond man stood up, lowered his head and pressed his peaked cap, and only the corners of his mouth could be seen raised.

"Okay." Aito nodded.

With such a big accident happening at the National Police Agency, most of Tokyo's police force should have been transferred to the National Police Agency.

At this time, they went to other places to create some noise, and the police couldn't control it.

"Let's go." Scotland also stood up.

"Dafu, please come with me. Sister Akemi and Cookie stay here. It's too dangerous for you outside." Aito said to Miyano Akemi and Cookie.

Miyano Akemi is different from Cookie and Daifuku in that they do not have strong military force and need to be protected at the rear.

The soul can also be broken. Once broken, there is no way to put it back together completely.

"Go early and come back early." Miyano Akemi touched Cookie's head and said to the boy.

"Well, let's go to the United States together when we come back." Aito said with a bright smile.

You can leave Sister Mingmei and Cookie behind, but not too far away.

Absolutely not in a foreign country.

Three bottles of whiskey and stronger extra liquor were out the door.

On the same day, after the police station was attacked by terrorists, other buildings were attacked.

For example, the Oriental Gunpowder Depot, Yasukuni Shrine, Tokyo Tower, Japanese TV Station...

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(End of chapter)