Chapter 110 Conflict
"What did you want to do just now?" and ignoring the ridicule in my tone, Conan's expression was not very good, and he looked at me with a gloomy face, full of seriousness: "Did you want to kill him just now?"
"Hmph, he's not dead, is he?" I raised my eyebrows, understanding what he meant, and glanced at the demon moon at my feet, and looked at Conan in a relaxed tone and asked rhetorically.
"But you just wanted to kill him!" Perhaps my tone was too relaxed, and my answer not only did not soften Conan's expression, but made Conan even more angry, and his tone couldn't help but increase, repeating his previous words again.
"Well...... Seeing Conan's reaction, my face also turned slightly cold, and I slowly pointed the silver blade in my hand at the demon moon, I looked at Conan, and said indifferently: "But so what? He also wants to kill me, doesn't he...... Our wretched detective, don't tell me you didn't see it. ”
"But that's not why you're killing people!"
"Oh, isn't that why I killed him?" I looked at him sideways and sneered, "Oh, what do you want me to do? Don't forget that I'm a killer, and for me, as long as it's a threat to me, it's safest to erase him from this world." ”
Looking at Conan with a sneer, I sarcastically asked, "Huh...... Or, according to you, that when I face the kind of person who wants to kill me, I should not fight back and let him kill me?"
"You know I didn't mean that, I just wanted to ......" Seeing that I deliberately distorted his words, Conan's anger also rose a little, and he involuntarily took a few steps forward and approached me.
"Yes, of course you didn't mean that. Before Conan could finish speaking, I quickly interrupted him and looked at Conan with some sarcasm: "You just don't want someone to kill in front of you, do you?"
"Now that you know, ......"
"Yes, of course I do. However, I said the great detective......" I looked up at Conan who walked in front of me, his face was slightly cold, and his eyes looked directly at him: "Tell you an undeniable fact, this world is not as sweet as you imagined, like in the case just now, if I hadn't been prepared and dodged your anesthetic needle in time, what do you think would have happened?"
"Do you think that in that situation, a person with murderous intent towards me, in the face of my coma, will he choose to let me go, or will he ......" I took a step forward, stared at Conan's close turquoise blue pupils, and said coldly another possibility: "Kill me?"
“……”
"Hmph, understood, right?" Looking at the changing emotions in Conan's eyes, I smiled: "Heh, I'm sorry, I'm telling you, in that case, the first option will never appear, and the answer can only be two! ”
"......" silence, a long silence......
Conan didn't answer, but the anger in his eyes didn't completely subside, I understood that it must be difficult for a detective who prides himself on justice to accept such a fact, and I didn't want Conan to understand what I thought, after all, we live in different worlds, and conflicts of ideas are inevitable.
In my opinion, this world is a world of the jungle, inequality, always the main tone of this world, nothing can be your eternal dependence, if you want to survive, you can only make yourself stronger.
As a simple example, if a person abuses a young child, you may be angry, pity the child, and scold the person who abuses others, because the child is weak, and sympathizing with the weak is a very common psychology, but in the same way, the same defenselessness, the same life, people have no mercy when they abuse animals, of course, the animals here not only refer to cats and dogs, which are lovely, but also pigs and cows and other animals that often appear at the dinner table.
Some people may say, one is a human and the other is an animal, what is the comparison?
Indeed, there is no comparison, and if it is the same life, man is destined to be nobler than animals? There is no need to think about this question, because inequality is destined to exist, so there is no point in being sympathetic to others, and it will only cause trouble.
Since this world is a world of the jungle, all you can do is to become stronger, so strong that you will not be the one who is "eaten".
However, there will always be some people in the world who have good thoughts and righteousness in their hearts, and always feel that anything can be solved through some peaceful means. Like Conan, he believed in the law, he believed that the law could settle all disputes, and that there was room for maneuver in everything. Although I scoffed at Conan's thoughts, I didn't want to change his mind.
Sometimes, it is precisely because of such people in this world that they become weaker and ......
Isn't it?
The topic was far away, looking at the opinionated Conan, silent for a few seconds, I shrugged my shoulders and admitted defeat, there is really no way to take this great detective......
I don't want to think so much, the matter of the light wheel, Conan's heart to save people is understandable, however, sometimes there are some problems with the methods he takes, and he has found it before, although he does not condone in the face of criminal behavior, but when the criminal encounters danger, he will still make some unexpected rescue actions regardless of it, and sometimes he will even ignore his own safety, which is really troublesome......
But...... Who asked me to have such a 'brother'?
I looked helplessly at Conan's clothes and sighed, "Well...... But what I said before was only a hypothetical question, it didn't exist, and after all, you didn't have any other way at the time, so it's normal to do that in a hurry......"
Indeed, there are no shoes such as foot strength enhancement shoes, football belts, etc., and it is normal to think of using anesthetic needles to stop us......
Dressed in winter pajamas, I didn't change my shoes, I looked like I had just climbed out of bed, heh, I thought I heard the movement here, and I hurried over, not caring about anything else......
Sighing again, my expression softened a little, looked at the snowflakes fluttering in the air, glanced down at the demon moon, and motioned to Conan: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, take a hand, get this kid home, although he is not dead now, but the wound on his neck, if he doesn't deal with it, then something will really happen." ”