Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

Baichuan Qiu still had a smile on her face, but as she looked at the man in front of her, a hint of gloom appeared in her golden eyes.

"System, can I actively activate my passive skill?"

System: "Eh? Host, have you finally figured it out? This guy is just annoying, he should have been dealt with long ago!"

Even through the mechanical sound, Baichuanqiu could hear its excitement.

Bai Chuanqiu didn't answer but asked: "Just tell me if it can be started."

The system was excited for a moment, then hesitated: "Since it's said to be a passive skill, then I'm afraid this can't..."

"Conan is upstairs."

The system was in a dilemma: "This still doesn't seem quite..."

Bai Chuanqiu stretched out his tone: "Oh, forget it, I'll continue to lie down. Anyway, this guest's crime is not worthy of death-"

System: “Ding——”

In an instant, Baichuan Qiu felt a violent murderous intent surge in his heart.

System: "I have no way to control the influence of the plot force, but I can fake the detective's aura and temporarily activate your body's passive state."

Bai Chuanqiu lowered his eyes, reached out and grasped the table knife beside him, and replied calmly: "That's enough..."

"I'm very sorry, but there's really no way to rectify this. If you really mind, sir, you can try another cafe."

When he looked up again, Baichuan Qiu's smile had a hint of wickedness, and his bright golden eyes were stained with a dark scarlet.

"What do you mean?" Ueshita Mitsuo immediately shouted, "What? You run a business and you're kicking people out? You &*￥..."

Before he could utter a few curse words, someone suddenly grabbed his collar.

The powerful force made him fall onto the table, and then a sharp knife was suspended in front of the man's eyes at lightning speed.

The man's pupils shrank slightly due to his physiological reaction, and he swallowed all the dirty words back into his stomach.

The cafe was instantly quiet.

The man looked at the dinner knife in front of him and swallowed his saliva. He felt that if he blinked, the knife might cut his eyes at any time.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Ueshita Mitsuo's eyes widened, he cursed and struggled: "You bastard——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife stabbed into his hand.

"Boom-"

"Ah-"

Ueshita Mitsuo was so frightened that his legs went limp and he screamed.

The young man raised the corners of his lips, and his originally bright and gentle golden eyes were completely filled with condescending indifference and madness.

It's like a madman enjoying peace and finally taking off his disguise.

Shirakawa Akane raised the dinner knife in his hand playfully and waved it in front of Mitsuo Ueshita.

Under the light, the knife was smooth and clean, emitting a hint of cold light, but without any bloodstains.

——It turned out that the needle just happened to hit the gap between Mitsuo Ueshita’s fingers.

"Mr. Ueshita."

The cold dinner knife moved across Mitsuo Ueshita's face, and the young man's voice was much hoarse than usual, as if a cold poisonous snake was spitting out its tongue.

"If you dare to come here and cause trouble again—haha."

The young man did not mention the consequences, but the unspoken meaning made people think more carefully about it and it was even more terrifying.

Mitsuo Ueshita was just an ordinary clerk. He was used to being rude to ordinary service staff and had never seen such a person before. When his cheek was scratched by the knife, his legs trembled with fear.

And because of psychological reasons, even if he was not stabbed by the knife, he always felt a dull pain in his palm.

"I, I know..."

Mitsuo Ueshita said quickly.

This guy is simply crazy!

"You knew already?"

Baichuan Qiu murmured, picked up the person and pulled him in front of him.

Because he was blocked by the higher bar in front of him, Mitsuo Ueshita was almost pulled to hang on the bar, with his toes stretched out helplessly, but he couldn't touch the ground at all. Coupled with his round belly, he looked like a potato being picked up and dressed.

"You knew already?"

Baichuan Qiu asked again.

Ueshita Mitsuo nodded repeatedly, his voice almost tearful: "I know, I know."

Bai Chuanqiu frowned, his voice filled with disappointment: "How could you know so quickly? It's not easy to learn something so quickly-"

After saying that, Baichuan Qiu reached out and poured a full cup of ice cubes into the man's mouth.

"Woo-"

Mitsuo Ueshita opened his eyes wide, waved his hands, and tried to push the cup.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the knife in the young man's hand stabbed into his hand again and again.

"Dong, dong, dong——"

Baichuan Qiu didn't even blink, and moved very quickly, as if without thinking at all, but the dinner knife always happened to stab the man's hand.

Suddenly, Ueshita Mitsuo dared not resist.

The opponent can make countless mistakes, but he dare not gamble with his hands!

So Ueshita Mitsuo became completely obedient and cooperated in swallowing the ice cubes. Even if some ice cubes fell out, he would catch them carefully.

Soon, Ueshita Mitsuo's mouth was full of ice cubes, and his hands were holding another handful.

The ice had been frozen all night and had just come out of the freezer. It was now at its coldest. The man's mouth was numb from the cold and his hands were shaking with cold.

But after what happened just now, he didn't dare to move.

Looking at this scene, Baichuan Qiu chuckled with satisfaction.

He picked up the dinner knife and stabbed Mitsuo Ueshita's hand again in front of Mitsuo Ueshita's horrified gaze.

"Woo-"

Mitsuo Ueshita shuddered again, but found that Shirakawa Qiu just used a dinner knife to poke a piece of ice in his hand.

Baichuan Qiu didn't give the man another look.

The white-haired young man raised the dinner knife, his expression without a trace of madness, his golden eyes staring at the ice on the knife, as if he was admiring some beautiful work of art.

"get out."

He said calmly.

Mitsuo Ueshita felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and fled out of the cafe with the ice in his hands without looking back.

——The store manager here is crazy!

……

"Ding—[Irrational Guest] is 90% complete."

"Evaluation: You didn't kill him? Your pathetic bottom line is laughably thin. A merciful butcher will never be respected, hahaha."

Baichuan Qiu closed his eyes and sneered.

"I've been wanting to ask this for a while now. Could it be you who wrote those parenthetical comments in my system panel? You really deserve a beating."

The system quietly defended itself: "It's not me."

Shirakawa Akane remained silent.

System: "But you! Why didn't you kill him? I even activated your passive skill for you!"

Bai Chuanqiu shrugged, threw the ice cubes on the knife into the trash can, and then put the knife down: "I didn't say I wanted to kill him."

System: "...You liar."

Baichuanqiu: "Look at it from another angle. At least the mission has made progress."

System: "But if you don't kill anyone, the mission won't be completed."

Bai Chuanqiu touched his chin and asked, "Is there a reward after completing the mission?"

The system confidently said: "Accumulate experience, obtain higher-level titles, and become the man at the top of the Beika criminal world!"

Baichuanqiu: "... then there is nothing."

The system's voice was weak: "Isn't it exciting enough to become an urban legend? Many people want to leave traces of their existence and prove their abilities."

Shirakawa Qiu: "Do you mean the Gotham Joker?"

System: “? What is that?”

Bai Chuanqiu sighed: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."