Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

suicide?

What a joke!

What? Without any tools, he just self-immolated using the cells in his body?

"Because he said that sentence just now..."

Conan rubbed his chin, and considering what entrepreneur C had just said, he said with a grim expression.

"Monokuma previously said that we cannot disclose the content of private conversations inside..."

Everyone paused, recalling what Monokuma had said earlier.

In an instant, everyone's expression darkened, and they all looked at the others with gloomy eyes.

If everyone receives the same information, then obviously Monokuma doesn't need to reveal that rule.

In other words, it's possible that other people received explicit instructions from Monokuma?

If I told him directly, who would know my secret?

For a time, everyone was filled with suspicion.

They scanned the crowd before them, their minds racing as they tried to recall if they knew anything about what that person had done.

Should we try to eliminate the other party before we eliminate ourselves?

Sensing the sudden change in atmosphere, Conan clenched his teeth and glared at Monokuma with hatred.

I have a feeling that everything is going according to this guy's plan.

Monokuma, pretending not to see Conan's gaze at all, sighed and spoke to himself.

"If you find the culprit, that would be good."

"But if you can't find it, then I'll have to..."

Monokuma's smile turned somewhat sinister.

Everyone's hearts tightened suddenly.

"Let that prisoner go."

Everyone was stunned.

"What does it mean?"

"It means that if we find this prisoner before tomorrow, I will make sure he is well-fed and watered for the next few days, and then release him back into the real world after seven days."

The words fell.

Anyone with a sharp mind understood instantly.

This statement is tantamount to encouraging them to kill each other.

After all, no one knows what the next seven days will bring, or whether the so-called game will be played again.

The mortality rate and the level of difficulty are all unknown.

But now.

If you can kill someone and not be discovered, you can guarantee that you will survive for seven days.

Conan looked up at the others.

Sure enough, with Monokuma adding fuel to the fire, most people's eyes started to look strange.

The people present were not ordinary people, and naturally they could understand this principle.

"If you find any clues that you can't figure out, just shout, 'President Monokuma, help me!' and I'll come out!"

"Right, that's what Noah's Ark said before, right? As long as one person wins, all the players will be released."

"But this isn't a team game. If someone dies in the game, then they're really dead."

"Alright, I have a social engagement to attend to, so I'm leaving now. Meeting adjourned."

Monokuma waved his hand and disappeared in a burst of crude special effects particles.

"……call."

Conan took a deep breath, glanced at the various expressions on everyone's faces, and hesitated before beckoning to Yusaku Kudo and Kogoro Mouri.

“Uncle Mori, Mr. Kudo, our top priority now is to keep them calm and prevent them from making any rash moves.”

Kogoro Mouri nodded quickly.

However, Yusaku Kudo only gave Conan a deep look, then shook his head and said softly.

"Although it won't work, since you've put it that way, I'll give it a try."

Conan and Kogoro Mouri were taken aback.

What does it mean that it won't be useful?

Kudo Yusaku came in front of everyone, clapped his hands, and said something.

"Everyone, please listen to what we have to say. After what happened outside, you should all know how well artificial intelligence understands people's hearts."

"I hope everyone can stay calm and find the culprit who killed the first victim."

Normally, when Kogoro Mouri makes a suggestion to everyone when a case occurs, everyone listens.

Yusaku Kudo is even more famous than Kogoro Mouri, and when he speaks, no one dares to disobey him.

But that only applies to ordinary people.

The people here are no ordinary people; any one of them could be considered a local tyrant.

"Hmph, isn't finding out who killed this person your job as detectives?"

"You guys can find it yourselves. Since it's a game, there are bound to be bugs. I might as well take this opportunity to look for other ways to escape this place."

As they spoke, the crowd dispersed.

Only a few people chose to stay and help.

Kogoro Mouri was a little unconvinced and went up to each of them to explain, but he only received glares from them.

Kogoro Mouri was unusually deflated.

Their detective identities are completely useless here.

Yusaku Kudo glanced at the dazed Conan, then helplessly squatted down and patted his head.

"So that's how it is. You still have a long way to go."

Conan also understood their current situation; those in positions of power, proud and arrogant, would naturally not allow others to lead them.

With a sigh, Conan followed Kogoro Mouri and Yusaku Kudo to Qi Ming's mummified corpse.

Just as they were about to thoroughly examine the body, patches of shadow appeared on the ground, and the lights were turned off.

Conan turned his head, and for a moment he was almost scared out of his wits.

All the members of the organization came forward to greet them, and each of them seemed to have a solemn expression.

Conan suppressed his emotions and tried his best not to let his expression give him away.

Yes, Qi Ming is, after all, a member of the organization. Given what happened, they would definitely want to investigate.

And Conan was right.

Those members who had nothing to hide felt that Qi Ming's sudden disappearance was somewhat suspicious and hasty.

Those who have a guilty conscience can never calm down.

Amuro Tooru and Mizunashi Rena.

After all, they were all instigated by Monokuma to kill Qi Ming.

And this is combined with the words of another deceased person before their death.

Could it be that Monokuma has sent someone else to kill Qi Ming?

The two of them, without prior arrangement, both thought of the woman named Enoshima Junko.

If she also had the special explosion sticker for Qi Ming, then the time she patted Qi Ming earlier, she might have stuck the sticker on.

The problem is, everyone heard Junko Enoshima and Monokuma's conversation very clearly!

It seems she didn't get the sticker...

Everything seemed to have become somewhat strange.

……

And on the top floor of this building.

In a pink suite.

Two women, one older and one younger, were sitting on the sofa looking at each other.

Seemingly unable to bear the current atmosphere, the older girl gave in after a while.

Qi Ming was reborn as a beautiful girl in the game.

"I know I look good now, but is it really necessary to stare at me like this? What are you trying to say?"

"...Why didn't you tell me?"

Ai Haibara's eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey, how can you blame me? You said you wouldn't read spoilers."

Qi Minglian waved his hand to excuse himself.

"I do not care!"

Ai Haibara raised her voice unusually, her body trembled, and tears fell again.

"Do you know how much I thought you were dead? Do you know how scared I was?!"