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

Qi Ming quickly brought up the attribute panel and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ai Haibara's favorability rating was 80%.

Thankfully, things haven't gone bad.

"Brother, didn't you tell me yesterday to speak my true self? This is my real personality."

Ai Haibara could tell what Qi Ming was thinking just by looking at his actions, and she gave a slightly sly smile.

"Okay, that seems to be true."

Qi Ming gave a somewhat forced smile.

Although she still has a high level of affection for me, but...

Turns out my little sister isn't cute at all!

Hmm... but this kind of personality seems pretty good, it's quite endearing.

It seems to be caused by playing too many games.

……

Lunch passed quickly.

Qi Ming stopped Ai Haibara when he saw that she was even thinking of washing the dishes.

If this continues, the simulation game seems to have gone a bit astray, with the younger sister cooking and washing dishes all the time.

The story of my thrifty sister and her good-for-nothing older brother.

Qi Ming coaxed Xiao Ai to sit down on the sofa, then went into the kitchen alone.

He closed the door, turned on the tap, and let the water waste, creating the illusion of washing dishes.

Washing dishes is out of the question.

One of the main reasons why young people are so keen on ordering takeout is that they don't want to wash the dishes.

After a long day of hard work, washing dishes would probably drain all the last bit of battery power.

"System, break it down for me."

[Decomposed. Congratulations, host, you have obtained: 6 colorless small crystals]

After putting the items back into his space for the system to disassemble, Qi Ming took out a brand new set of bowls from his backpack and arranged them neatly.

Speaking of which, Qi Ming only realized yesterday when he was packing his backpack that he had enough of these low-quality items to start a company.

……

After about five minutes, Qi Ming pretended to wipe his hands, opened the kitchen door, and sat down next to Ai Haibara.

"So, Ai, what do you want to do today? Go out and play?"

Ai Haibara shook her head.

I want to rest at home today.

Ai Haibara turned on the TV and randomly flipped to a news article.

The news report was about yesterday's car accident.

Qi Ming looked at the announcement with great interest. After a while, Ai Haibara suddenly turned to Qi Ming and asked:

"Brother, can you tell me your story?"

In fact, Ai Haibara had this idea yesterday.

However, Qi Ming became extremely enthusiastic when it came to buying himself clothes and changing his outfit.

She didn't say anything yesterday because she didn't want to spoil Qi Ming's fun.

However, she could take advantage of her rest today to learn some reasons from Qi Ming—

The reason why Qi Ming treats this world as a game.

Congenital mental illness and acquired mental illness; Qi Ming clearly belongs to the latter.

Otherwise, if Qi Ming had been like this since childhood, he would probably be in jail by now.

There must be some acquired reason why Qi Ming has become like this!

"Oh? Would you like to hear my story?"

Qi Ming raised an eyebrow in surprise upon hearing Ai Haibara's question, then fell silent and did not answer it immediately.

Perhaps it was precisely because of Qi Ming's unusual behavior that Ai Haibara became even more convinced that he must have an unspeakable past.

What kind of people become addicted to games, even to the point of having the illusion that the world itself is a game?

Last night, after Qi Ming left, Ai Haibara, who couldn't sleep, even used the new phone Qi Ming had bought for her to search for this question.

According to the experts' answers, there are three conclusions.

Firstly, he has a withdrawn personality and doesn't like to talk to outsiders.

Ai Haibara decisively ruled this out; this guy is practically a social terrorist, never considering the occasion when he speaks or acts.

The next two conclusions are consistent with this.

Secondly: due to certain factors, they are extremely disappointed with real life.

Thirdly, due to family misfortunes, he became extremely immersed in his own world, finding solace only in games.

Perhaps it was during Qi Ming's most vulnerable moment that Gin unexpectedly approached him, leading the man beside her astray through various inhuman means.

Ai Haibara sized up the man in front of her.

What exactly caused you to become like this?

Qi Ming remained silent, his head bowed.

Of course, it wasn't because Ai Haibara talked about her past or her sad experiences.

It's simply because Ai Haibara's question came out of nowhere!

He couldn't come up with an answer right away!

After all, if you were to write down your life experiences in a written form, it would definitely just be a monotonous account.

Feeling hopeless about life? Familial troubles?

nothing!

Those "beautiful, strong, and tragic protagonist" character settings simply don't apply to Qi Ming.

In reality, his life is ordinary but happy.

An ordinary family, attending an ordinary school, working an ordinary class, and experiencing ordinary holidays.

Like most ordinary people, Qi Ming did not have any special growth experience.

The only difference is that he happened to be chosen by the dog system.

It's said that there are circles within these systems, and they have to come out and do business every now and then.

I just happened to be the lucky one and get picked.

"But how exactly should this story be written?"

Just as Qi Ming lowered his eyes to think, he suddenly felt a soft warmth on the back of his hand and heard Ai Haibara's soft, comforting voice in his ear.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. You can talk about it whenever you want."

"what?"

Qi Ming turned his head somewhat blankly.

Ai Haibara's eyes seemed to have been fixed on her ever since she started thinking.

In the girl's beautiful blue eyes, Qi Ming could sense her concern.

"Ai, what are you saying? What is there that I can't say?"

Qi Ming covered Ai Haibara's hand with his back and laughed.

Ai Haibara did not resist, but simply nodded slightly with some inexplicable emotions.

"No need, you really don't need to say anything. I just know that my brother is a good person."

"……what?"

Qi Ming felt his eyelid twitch.

Why does this little guy's move look so familiar?

Isn't this his usual trick of interrupting spellcasting?

What exactly are you thinking about, Yimoduo?

No, I have to take action.

Qi Ming naturally couldn't reveal what he had done within the organization, after all, his current identity was that of a singer.

But when it comes to singers, who knows what those people in the entertainment industry do on a daily basis?

Qi Ming frowned as he pondered, when suddenly a brilliant idea popped into his head.

Eh!

He could simply change the organization's business to an entertainment company and then incorporate his own mundane daily life into it, wouldn't that make it work?