People are in reality

This time it was the wandering old man's turn to be silent. He looked deeply at Conan!

Conan's eyes are sincere. Out of his own morality, he is willing to repay the kindness of the old man with food and clothing. It is also out of his own justice that he cannot bear the homeless man to be attacked by evil.

"The world is indeed chaotic, and self-defense is still necessary. Boy Conan, I will accept your wishes. You haven't eaten yet. Are you interested in coming over for a meal?"

Conan still wanted to get some information, so of course there was no problem. Then, the old homeless man took Conan to a place where other homeless people gathered.

The other homeless people didn't pay much attention. After they packed up their little dens, they couldn't wait. The day begins with a rare happy time.

The old radio plays music and cheap cans of beer are constantly hitting each other. Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. For homeless people, drunkenness is the cheapest and best happiness!

Under this, they can forget about the heavy oppression and cruelty of reality, and then talk about many things that have lost meaning to them. Of course, the neon officials and politicians who basically talk about nothing can talk about the past when they occasionally chat. Then some homeless people will take out some photos from their arms, and when they look at these photos, they will burst into tears!

Not every homeless person is willing to live at the bottom of society. They also want to climb up, become normal people, and find their former family, relatives and friends, but unfortunately, sometimes, it's not that they don't want to, but that they can't.

Conan is in it, holding two hands. He skewered oden, but didn't eat it. He just watched silently, looking for members of the suspected Six Six Six Beast Legion, but it was more difficult.

These tramps were ragged, and there was no"beast" element in their bodies. And if we talk about the degree of suspicion... let's put it this way, any of the homeless people here has a sad, deplorable and pitiful past experience. There are at least three criminal motives per capita. They may turn into lawless gangsters at any time and rush in. The Ministry of Finance opened Wushuang, took off the Prime Minister's head with one hand, and smashed the entire Neon Cabinet to pieces.

But in Conan's view, these tramps are better than those outside Yoneka Town, which feels like it will turn black at any time. Citizens need to be a little more"clean".

The heavy and cruel social reality has already wiped out their energy and energy.

Just surviving has consumed most of their energy, and they can no longer arouse the passion for crime.

, Of course, the mental aspect is one thing, and the physical aspect is also another aspect.

Long-term wandering has made them weak and sick, and with their age, even the substitutes are weaker than normal people, and their postures are more vague and illusory.

High-intensity crimes such as crime They are really not up to the job.

Reason tells Conan that there is a high probability that the Six-Six-Six Beast Legion is among these homeless people, but the observed details tell Conan that these homeless people are the least likely to be suspects. , Conan could only remain silent and think hard.

The simple but warm night party in the park was still going on. All the homeless people were enjoying this moment when they were still"normal people". Some were laughing, some were crying, no. At some point, someone started singing slowly.

It was a tune that seemed to be self-composed. It didn't have many lyrics, but it was just humming, but it was full of desolation.

After a long time, the old man sitting next to Conan said, Humming softly:

"We are despised by God, we are unclean spirits, we are possessed by beasts, we eat all the filth and die, but we are a flock and we are one, we are all a great flock of beasts……"

The old homeless man was like a lead singer. The lyrics he hummed were gradually sung by all the homeless people in the scene. It seemed that they were already used to singing.

Under the firelight of the lantern, the shadows behind these homeless people sitting together seemed to merge into one.

Conan, who was very knowledgeable, immediately realized that the lyrics sung by the wandering old man came from the fifth chapter of the Gospel of Mark!

But that's not the point. The point is that this lyrics has already explained the problem.

Conan did not expect that the wandering old man next to him was a member of the Six-Six-Six Beast Legion.

This is something that is quite unexpected by Conan. How can I put it, this is a kind of psychological neglect. In the previous case, the members of the Six Six Six Beast Legion were rampant and evil, but this wandering old man , not to mention kind-hearted, but his words and deeds reveal a kind taste.

After singing, the wandering old man lowered his head, looked at Conan, and said with a smile:

"In the past, there was a neighbor near my home who believed in God. They often read the Bible aloud, which was very annoying. I was very annoyed at that time. But as I got older, my memory deteriorated. I suddenly discovered that I couldn’t remember many beautiful things. It’s so clear, and the strange thing is that I can still remember these relatively disturbing things clearly, including this passage from Mark Chapter 5.……"

Then, he reached out and touched Conan's head!

"Boy Conan, you are a very kind young man. No matter who you are or what you have experienced, it doesn't matter. If you have any trouble, come to me. My old friends and I will help you.……"

The old homeless man then took Conan's hand and covered the back of it with his generous, old hand.

Conan noticed something keenly. The little finger of the old homeless man's palm was cut off.

Then, Conan felt the back of his hand feel warm. When the old homeless man let go of his hand, Conan took a closer look and found that on the back of his hand, there was a slightly abstract, but extremely ferocious, multi-horned, single-eyed snake head. pattern.

The old homeless man turned around and said to all the homeless people in the scene:

"Cheers, folks, we're joined by a young pup who's sure to have a promising future!"

"Hahaha, kid, you are awesome if you can be noticed by the old guy!"

"That’s right, old guy, this old dog, although all his teeth have fallen out, he has the most picky eyes. You must be the best wild dog.……"

The old man seemed to have a high prestige among the homeless people. When he said this, the homeless people also raised their beers and signaled to Conan with passionate smiles.

Conan was stunned, not knowing what to say. In the end, he just looked at the old man with stunned eyes!

The old man didn't hide much, and explained with a smile:

"Nowadays, the world is not good and there is no help for us old guys.

If we want to survive, we must sign up for a group to keep warm.

Therefore, I set up a stray dog group in Mihua Town Park.

The purpose is very simple.

You help me and I will help.

You, everyone helps each other, and it just so happens that I have a substitute ability called [Blood Oath], which can be put to some use, and the mark on the back of your hand means that I gave you the blood oath, which means that I will definitely help you.

Once, even if you have to do something dangerous……"

Conan looked down at the mark on the back of his hand, and vaguely, some kind of information emerged in his mind.

Conan can input something he"strongly wants to do" into the blood oath mark to form a mandatory oath, and then this oath will be returned to the old man, and he will fulfill it, but as a price , the mark in Conan's hand will not disappear. It will only disappear completely after another blood oath falls into its mark and Conan realizes it.

In other words, the true face of the blood oath is that both parties state their wishes and then let the other party realize them. The one in Conan's hand is special because after the branding is successful, it becomes popular and an external blood oath has emerged.

【Give me three hundred thousand yen]

This amount is exactly the amount of money Conan gave the old man. The blood oath passed in a flash and was quickly annihilated.

One of the two parties to the blood oath has fulfilled its promise, and the only thing left is to wait for Conan to unilaterally make a blood oath.

At this moment, Conan had countless thoughts and ideas in his mind, but the last words that came to his lips were:

"Is there something wrong with the name of the Stray Dog Mutual Aid Group in Yoneka Town Park?……"

The wandering old man thought that Conan thought the name was unpleasant, so he smiled and said:"Isn't this name very appropriate? However, the old guys are a little disgusted with this name, so you can also use the name of the Legion of Six Six Six Beasts.

" , does this name sound very bluffing? I got the inspiration from the fifth chapter of the Gospel of Mark.

However, even if the name is bluffing, it can’t change the fact that we are just a group of stray wild dogs, right.

, in addition to the purpose of helping each other, we also have a slogan……"

"When I was in my twenties and thirties, I wanted to be a man. When I was in my forties and fifties, I hated myself for not becoming a man. When I was in my sixties and seventies, I just wanted to die like a man.……"

Patting Conan on the shoulder, the wandering old man's laughter became a bit more heroic, and seemed to have a bit of majesty that had not been flattened by reality.

No need for further reasoning, the truth has already emerged in Conan's mind. The legion of the Six Six Six Beasts, which is becoming increasingly famous outside, is actually just a mutual aid group formed by a group of homeless people in Yoneka Town Park who hugged each other to keep warm. And the leader, I'm afraid It's this old man.

His blood oath stand-in ability is the core of this mutual aid group!

After a moment of silence, Conan looked at the old and turbid but kind and gentle eyes of the wandering old man and decided to be sincere:

"Old man, I recently heard the name of the Six Six Six Beast Legion. It is said that many cases have been committed in exchange for crimes. Are you really here to help each other?"

The old man's laughter stopped slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He just said as gently and kindly as ever:

"Boy Conan, you have quite good eyes and ears on the dark side of society. You are quite accustomed to crimes and cases, and you also know some strange channels. If justice and kindness in your eyes were not so strong, I would definitely think that you are Born in some bad organizations, under the influence of ears and eyes, the three views have long been���dropped boy scout……"

Conan's expression froze, because the old man's vision was actually quite accurate, but the old man didn't care much and just said:

"Boy Conan, it's harder for us old guys to survive than you think.

We have no money, no ability, and our health is not good.

There are many things we can't do anymore.

For example, that old guy over there I got sick some time ago and needed a medical fee, but we couldn't raise it, so what should we do, so I made a blood oath to a guy who looked very troubled but also had some money, and got a sum of money.

Money, then, that troubled guy asked me to help with a very difficult task.

Even my old arms and legs couldn’t do it.

What should I do? I can only exchange a new blood oath for the help of another person.

, and then over time, we seemed to gain a lot of meaningless reputation outside.

…………"

With the blood oath as the substitute ability as the core, and with the purpose of"I help you, you help me, and everyone helping each other", the army of six, six, and six beasts was established in this way!

Conan didn't know what to say, because such powers and concepts were just the efforts of a group of homeless people to survive. They should have had a better ending, but in the end they evolved into a huge mutual aid system. criminal network.

In the end, Conan just whispered:"If this continues, aren't you afraid of being punished by the law?……"

"law? Hahaha, law!"The old man was stunned at first, then laughed, with a trace of contempt unconsciously in his laughter, and finally said:

"Conan Boy, being able to go to jail is a good ending for us, but didn’t you see the news some time ago? The prison is already overcrowded with elderly people.

Now, old tramps like us want to go to prison.

It's much harder than you guys.

Those big shots are afraid that we trash will sit in jail for a long time and waste taxpayers' precious tax dollars, so they would rather use other methods to deal with us.

If they want the law to punish me, I have to I need to work harder and do big things so that big people can treat me as a human being.

……"

The old man may have taken Conan's age into consideration and did not say some words too clearly, but the meaning behind his words was unspeakably cruel.

Neon officials are not concerned about rescuing homeless people, and try their best to ignore this group at the official and statistical levels. However, they use various policies to drive away homeless people with great care.

So the question is, if they don’t rescue, they just drive away, what is the official intention of Neon?

The answer is simple. These homeless people die in unknown corners, which is what Neon officials really want to see. For example, the cardboard houses built by homeless people can only be surrounded on all sides and cannot be covered. Otherwise, it is an illegal construction, and the homeless person will be arrested, and then held responsible according to the law, and he will be imprisoned.

But in fact, when the police did come, they just demolished the house and confiscated all the homeless people's belongings, and then threw them into the garbage recycling center. As for the homeless people, they would not be arrested and they would just go wherever they could to cool off.

Want to go to jail?

Beautiful thought!

As for those old and frail homeless people who have all their belongings confiscated and then stand in the cold wind late at night, what will happen to them?

Who knows!

Conan is not an ordinary child. He also faintly tasted the unfinished meaning of the old man's words. Then, this absurd reality that made people speechless completely silenced Conan!

After a long time, Conan raised his head and stared deeply at the old man:

"So what about the Lord, the Lord worshiped by the six-six-six-six-six beast army?……"

The words of the wandering old man have always been beautiful, well-founded and excusable, but Conan has not forgotten that the last member of the Six-Six-Six Beast Legion who committed a crime outside was holding the fragment of Moriarty. The look of a fanatical religious believer.

The wandering old man smiled and said:"You are really well-informed, that master?"……"

Before the wandering old man could explain more, a noise came from not far away:

"Bagya Road, you social dregs who have disgraced all the people in Neon, get out. Today we are here to clean up the garbage.……"

A group of gangsters who didn't look like good guys walked over casually with baseball bats, shouting in a tongue-in-cheek tone as they walked.

The originally kind and gentle wandering old man had a long face at this moment and snorted coldly:

"These bastards are here again. Boy Conan, you go first.……"

Conan was not pretentious. He stood up and said,"You try not to cause conflicts and protect yourselves. I'll call the police."……"

"Don't call the police. The big shots above don't like to see garbage all over the streets and want to tidy up the city's appearance. Therefore, there are unscrupulous people who volunteer to be dogs. Even though they are dogs, they still have to pretend to look for some unsavory ones. The bastard boy is here to use as a glove, it's okay, Conan boy, we wild dogs, even if we are old, we still have a few teeth.……"

The old homeless man stood up and walked over to the gangsters. As he walked over, he started to take off his shirt, revealing his upper body full of wrinkles and scars. Then, the tattoos on his back and chest appeared. It was extremely conspicuous. It was actually a Vajra with an angry look. Before he could walk over, he shouted loudly:

"Which group did you raise the dog from? Please tell me its name according to the rules on the road.……"

The voice was loud, coupled with the fierce look, he looked like an old but ambitious man.

Although Conan is not very proficient in tattoo culture, seeing this scene and observing that the little finger of the hand of the wandering old man was missing, he knew that this wandering old man had a very eventful past on the road.

The posture of the homeless old man calmed down these gangsters, but only for a moment. The gangster at the head soon showed an unscrupulous look:

"Yesterday I was shocked by your garbage. When I went back and asked, I found out that it was just a homeless wild dog. Do the rules on the road have anything to do with you? If you are sensible, just get out of Miwa Town with the garbage around you.……"

The old homeless man's eyes widened angrily:"Although I am a wild dog, the rules are the rules. Boy, go out and do things with dignity. Don't embarrass your family."……"

Other homeless people also came over at this moment, took out some sticks, and then called out the stand-in, making all kinds of sinister looks behind their backs to support the old man. However, the effect was actually relatively average. The stand-in's physique was clear. Speed, and fierceness, those little ones opposite���Mixed is undoubtedly better overall.

This kind of confrontation between gangsters is somewhat beyond the scope of Conan's past experience. The main reason is that when the police are called, the first people to suffer are homeless people like the old man. As a result, Conan doesn't know how to deal with it for a while, and it is impossible to go up. Use your name as a member of the brewery and rely on your reputation as the number one criminal in Miwa Town to mediate peace between the two parties!

It’s hard to say whether it will succeed, but if Gin knows about it, his attitude will probably be worse, because it is too low to use the winery’s reputation to deal with these trash fish.

But soon, things turned out to be areas that Conan was familiar with!

The homeless group and the gangster group are still quarreling with each other, and the quarrels are flying. They have not yet developed into pushing and fighting, but the fog of crime has spread mysteriously in all directions.

This aura of crime is so fierce that the sunlight in the sky seems to be obscured a little. The fog of crime roars and surges, and even evolves into a skeleton death made of the fog of crime, wearing a black robe and holding a sickle. The cruel Overlooking the two groups below, prepare to wield your scythe to harvest everything!

Conan couldn't help but gasp!

With the detective's ability to predict the situation, he already knew in advance that a brutal case with many victims would occur here, and this case even had a shocking power that would shake the heavens. It must be so terrifying.

However, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Conan vaguely felt that after the skeleton death glanced at him, he nodded towards him, as if to say hello.

But these are all insignificant details. When Conan started thinking about it, his first reaction was to find it strange.

Although the Six Six Six Beast Legion has been very active recently through mutual aid crimes, and has even entered the top 20 criminal associations in Yoneka Town, its body is ultimately just a mutual aid organization for a group of old, weak and homeless people, and then joined a group of The confrontation between the gangsters who were looking for trouble, even if they actually took action and there were casualties, it would not be called a world-shattering case.

There must be something strange behind it, or in other words, there is a greater darkness and mystery, which is approaching step by step, and is about to commit a shocking murder!

Conan's detective soul was stimulated unconsciously and began to enter into a stress response. His brain started to spin rapidly, trying to find clues to possess Mr. before the case happened. However, Conan quickly realized that he was actually He is no longer a traditional detective, but the future star of the international underworld winery!

Then, Conan slowly reached into his arms!

There is a mobile phone there.

There is Gin's phone number in the phone, so you can dial it with one click whenever necessary.

His younger brother, Officer Hatamegure, can simulate the summoning of Kudo Shinichi's stand-in as a stand-in super special move. Now, although Conan does not have a stand-in, he also has a ultimate move of the same level.

With just one phone call, the world's most powerful killer saint might arrive at any time.

At this moment, Conan felt sincerely sad about the fact that he felt relieved when he remembered that he was not a weak detective, but backed by international evil forces, and could summon Gin, the super killer, with one click..

Finally, I couldn't help but mutter in my heart:

"Conan, Conan, you are a righteous undercover agent. Sooner or later, you will betray and betray the organization. You must not be dependent on the organization!"