The unscientific detective in Conan

"It's really disgusting to think about it this way."

Bermod crossed his legs, shook the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Fujino quietly: "But there are some things, just because you don't want to, they won't come to you. As long as you are still alive, someone will always take care of them. My eyes are fixed on you, fate has already put you in that position, and it is only a matter of time before that day comes.”

"The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly small."

(God’s millstone turns slowly, but grinds it very finely)

"But I don't believe in God."

Fujino sneered slightly and asked, "Do you believe in God?"

Belmode shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either. Who of the serious people believe in God?" Fujino crossed his arms and said, "I don't accept the theory that people are born sinful. If people are born sinful, then in Genesis, God who created human beings according to his own image is The culprit."

"Yeah..." Belmode looked at the foreign wine shaking in the wine glass: "If there really is a God, then people who are trying to live in this world should not suffer misfortune. However, the angel did smile at me..."

"Some things have been arranged long ago even if there is no God. They are following the trajectory that has been planned long ago, quietly carrying everyone forward."

As she said that, she looked at Fujino and said, "And based on what I know about you, you are not the kind of person who doesn't fight back when someone takes revenge."

Fujino raised his eyes and looked at Bermod: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. You just need to do your job of collecting intelligence."

"Uh-huh, it's me who's meddling in other people's business."

Belmod snorted, "After all, there is still the assassin organization behind you, so it's useless for me to care so much."

Fujino's eyes narrowed when he heard this: "Assassin organization?"

When Belmode heard this, his eyes slightly fluctuated, and then he said: "You don't know?"

"I know, but I'm not on the same page as them."

Fujino leaned back on the chair behind him: "Our organization... Well, in short, you just need to know that we have this thing. If you must have a name, you can just call us the Tokyo Injustice League. It's better than the one you wear." What kind of organization is stronger when dressed in black?”

Belmod's eyes narrowed when she heard this. In her opinion, there is definitely an organization behind Fujino, the popcorn Batman. After all, some things cannot be done by one person... Before, she thought it was an assassin. organization, but now it seems that they guessed wrong.

Fujino, on the other hand, was looking at Belmod at this time and said directly: "So, your organization also has contact with Ambustella Industries, right?"

"There is a connection, but it's not deep."

Belmod did not hide anything and said calmly: "To put it simply, we occasionally work as their mercenaries and exchange benefits with each other. As for the other things, I don't know. Since you know about assassins, you must know better than me. 's want more."

As she said that, she looked at Fujino with an unchanging expression: "Speaking of which, they have also contacted BOSS. They said that once they find you, tell them immediately, and they will immediately send a large number of soldiers with live ammunition to kill you. you."

"In short, you have been targeted now. You must be more careful in the future, otherwise you will die without knowing how."

Hearing this, Fujino said meaningfully: "You are so kind...If you say it like this, don't you want to try to cooperate with them and kill me who is trying to control you?"

"Why should I kill you?"

Belmod took out a pack of cigarettes from the bag on the table, then took out another one, lit it for himself, and took a deep breath: "Let's not talk about whether they can kill you. We have a cooperative relationship. Although you seem to have manipulated me, in the final analysis, it is still of my own free will."

As she said that, she blew smoke gently towards Fujino: "I remind you, it's just because I like chatting with smart people like you. Not only can I provide you with information, but you can also provide me with information. "

"The wise man does not boast of his wisdom. A wise man will not say that he is smart. If he really thinks that he is smart because of a few words from others, then he is a fool."

Fujino returned a quote from Bermod's English philosophy, and then joked: "What's more, I didn't come here to chat with you. Since you think I'm chatting, then those who don't see you have a share, so give me one as a chat." "Reward?" "Don't you have one yourself?"

"Yes, but I want to slap you."

"Tsk, the ESSE cigarettes I smoke, are they suitable for you to smoke?"

"I've smoked all mint-flavored ones. I think you're a long-time smoker and don't want to part with cigarettes, right?"

"This is my last one, are you polite?"

"Oh... take it."

Belmode glanced at his mouth, casually took out one and threw it over. He secretly felt that he was really unlucky. Not only did he get information for nothing, but he also got alcohol for nothing. Even his last cigarette was also for nothing.

"Don't feel bad, I still have gifts to give you."

"Gift?"

Fujino reached out, took the cigarette in mid-air, lit it in his mouth, then took out a small red gift box, put it on the table and opened it: "8888 titanium mobile phone, double-layer encrypted space, private frequency encrypted calls, file vault, fingerprint, face, voiceprint biometric unlocking, automatic explosion when the person and the machine are separated by ten meters."

Bellmouth looked at the black mobile phone in front of him, paid attention to the key point, and put down his crossed legs: "Explosion? Why do you put an explosion function on a mobile phone?"

"Of course it's to explode you, if not me?"

"......?"

"Okay, no kidding, this thing will only explode when it is away from a certain distance."

"...What's the point?"

"At least it can prevent you from losing your phone. Leading to data loss, or being opened by someone. "

Looking at Fujino's calm appearance, Belmode showed a suspicious look:

"I think you just want to use this thing to remotely control the explosion to threaten me, or monitor me, right?"

"That's not the case. It's just a tool for you to contact me. This thing has satellite communication. The OICQ inside is encryption software. The contact data will be uploaded to a certain invaded country's satellite. It is also a three-proof mobile phone. Maybe it can save your life by blocking bullets at a critical moment. "

"In that case, I will accept it. I hope someone won't peek at me when I take a shower..."

"You worry too much, old aunt."

Fujianye comforted the suspicious old aunt helplessly.

This thing is an ordinary item he pulled out of the system. Except for more functions, it is useless. Simply, it is just right for Belmode to establish a connection with himself.

After all, you can't always let the elder sister note that you are V writing letters, right?

As for the elder sister's worry, it's really redundant. If he really wants to explode, he can just give OPPOA5.

As for surveillance… I have to say, they actually installed a backdoor.

But judging by the old lady’s reaction, she accepted it.