Detective Conan: Beika Town's Complete Transformation into Los Santos

He only found out what happened when Conan changed the message to a text message.

The message was quite simple.

It only contained the words, "Let's meet at Poirot Cafe."

Poirot Cafe is located downstairs from the Mouri Detective Agency.

From what I vaguely remember, Amuro Tooru seems to have been working part-time here.

However, it's probably still a long way from when the other side will make their appearance.

A few minutes after the car drove off, Conan sent another text message.

Why aren't you replying? If you have any conditions, just say so.

After reading the message, Lin Che's eyes widened instantly!

because......

The debuff effect has been refreshed.

[Conan's Gaze (Max): Luck -80, Action Success Rate -80%, Duration Unknown.]

Holy crap...

The strongest version doesn't reduce intelligence, but instead drastically reduces luck, right?

No wonder Gin can't beat you.

Who would want to play with you like that!

Just as these thoughts began, Lin Che suddenly felt the car body shake violently.

"Crunch—!!!"

“Ding ding ding——!!!”

"You idiot, how do you drive?!"

"Looking for death!"

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was just the beginning; the originally peaceful road suddenly became noisy.

Lin Che finally regained his balance, only to find that more than a dozen cars were parked haphazardly outside!

From now on, even if you're sitting in the back seat, you must wear a seatbelt!

"What happened?!"

Tetsuya Nakamura had only just come to his senses and said with a heavy heart, "A cat suddenly ran out from the middle of the road, and the cars next to us lost control when we tried to avoid it. I was also trying to avoid it."

"It just so happens that the time for the green lanterns to end is approaching, so let's leave it at that."

Lin Che quickly glanced at the cat, but the culprit had already disappeared.

I need to find Conan right away to remove the debuff, otherwise I won't dare to go out at all!

Lin Che dares to guarantee that the near-collision car accident was caused by Conan's Debuff.

Who knows what might happen if we delay any longer!

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"We can't leave anytime soon."

"Then you can stay here. Thank you so much for your help this time."

Lin Che got out of the car at lightning speed.

He realized that continuing by car might actually result in a fatal accident, so walking to find Conan was "safer."

After all, Gin crashed his helicopter while under debuffs.

What good can Lin Che gain from taking a car?

He roughly observed the surroundings and decided to try to run to places with fewer people.

The more people there are, the more likely problems will arise.

Under Conan's influence, Beika Town has a higher crime rate than Gotham City, and most of the crimes are incredibly shady.

Lin Che is now genuinely afraid that he might get stabbed by someone while he's in a crowd.

He texted Conan as he ran:

I just wanted to build trust and friendship with you, that's all. Please stop following me, okay?

I don't care about low-level debuffs.

I'm trembling with fear at the sight of such a top-tier debuff!

......

Maori Detective Agency, second floor.

Conan sat by the window, his brow furrowed. "Building trust and friendship?"

Actually, his first meeting with Lin Che was not unpleasant at all.

However, subsequent contact did not go very well.

Not only did he help Haibara scare him, but he also used violence to stop him from doing things on several occasions.

Although Ai Haibara had made it clear to her that night that Lin Che had no connection with the organization, and Professor Agasa was there to testify.

However, he still implicitly categorized Lin Che and Ai Haibara as a group.

Ai Haibara is still somewhat suspicious, so Lin Che cannot completely trust her.

The key is.

He just called Ai Haibara to ask if she had exposed his identity.

The other party replied: I don't know. He just exposed my identity. I can only confirm that he didn't mean any harm.

What kind of answer is this?

Conan always felt that Ai Haibara was covering up certain facts, and in his opinion, Ai Haibara often did this.

Who knows what mischief they're plotting this time?

"But what does it mean to tell me to stop paying attention to him...?"

Conan was still puzzled.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

On the other hand, Lin Che is in a terrible situation.

In just a few minutes, he made the already congested traffic even worse—three cars nearly hit him as he was rushing to cross the road.

What was once a peaceful intersection has now become a scene of a major accident.

We really can't wait any longer.

Seeing that the debuff effect hadn't changed, Lin Che simply called Conan.

In the few seconds it took to get the call connected, he slid on his knees to dodge a bucket of mortar that a construction worker had "accidentally" dropped.

The reason for the sliding tackle was that there were scaffolding steel pipes protruding in front of them due to the construction error.

beep--

The call is connected.

Lin Che shouted anxiously, "If you continue to doubt me, I'll print your story in the newspapers and spread it all over the city!"

Conan:?

How could you be like this!

If you're so suspicious, how can you not arouse suspicion?!

Okay then.

I no longer doubt you.

Although Conan didn't say anything,

But Lin Che still felt a sense of lightness throughout his body.

Mr. Ke's debuff

It finally disappeared.

Chapter 19 Pramia

Lin Che stopped and gasped for breath when he saw the debuff disappear.

"Hey, are you alright?" The construction workers behind me greeted me warmly.

Lin Che waved his hand weakly.

Just a little bit of wind and frost.

No problem.

At that moment, Conan asked on the phone, "What are you doing? Why are you panting so much?"

"I'm on my way to you. If you have any conscience at all, come and pick me up." Lin Che continued to pant heavily.

Conan, sitting by the window, had a strange expression.

This makes it sound like I did something really bad to him...

He thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, where are you? I'll come find you. This kind of conversation definitely needs to be in a quiet, secluded place."

Lin Che opened the map, glanced at it, told Conan his location, and then sat down by the roadside to rest.

Although breathing can replenish blood and energy, it cannot relieve inner tension.

He was nearly hit by three cars within two minutes and almost had his head smashed by a gray bucket and a steel pipe.

He had never been this nervous before, not even when facing the Silver Fox or the Mud Ginseng Association.

Conan is really living life on his own terms.

However, judging from Conan's reaction, this debuff is probably just a game setting, and Conan himself is unaware of it.

With its bizarre numerical values ​​and mechanics, Conan will probably think he's quite the expert when he thwarts the organization's operations several times in the future.

-80% luck, -80% success rate.

It's truly remarkable that Gin could stand firm despite this debuff and forcibly maintain the organization's last shred of dignity.

If we look at it from another angle, isn't Gin also a numerical monster plus a mechanical monster?

Dealing with Gin in the future will probably not be as easy as I imagined.

Eh?

Lin Che suddenly had an idea.

Since Conan's debuff is so strong, can we take advantage of it?

Based on my own experience, I reckon that if you tell Conan that XXXX is a member of the Black Organization, you'll immediately be hit with a max-level debuff.

We absolutely have to find an opportunity to test this out!

Half an hour later.

Moonlit Café.

Lin Che and Conan sat facing each other in a corner by the window.

When you meet, you should naturally observe each other in silence.

Lin Che: President Ke's head is really big, I really want to rub it.

Conan: What a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere! I have to be on my guard for the conversation to come.

"Sir, your latte," a pretty waitress broke the silence as she approached. "Little brother, this is yours."

"Thank you."

Lin Che took the coffee and stirred it with a spoon, and the latte art he had painstakingly created was completely gone, making the young lady's eyebrows twitch wildly.