The sky was a deep blue, with white, pure clouds drifting slowly. Occasionally, one or two birds flew by, leaving behind a couple of sharp chirps.
On the grassy slope of a park, a young man in a baseball cap lay on his back, a blade of grass in his mouth and a look of helplessness in his dark, shining eyes.
His name was Ryūji... well, it used to be Ryūji, but now it was Heiji Hattori.
In his previous life, as a Machinist, his name was known to everyone in the underground world. The people who died at his hands weren't a thousand, but eight hundred.
All the people he killed seemed to have died by suicide or accident, without the slightest trace of human intervention, undetectable even with high-tech methods.
In the underground world, there was a saying: "It's better to offend Yama, the king of hell, than to offend a Machinist, especially Ryūji."
"Machinist" was not a profession like machine repair, but a special type of assassin.
To kill without leaving a trace. If someone wanted someone to die by accident, suicide, or sudden death, a Machinist could make it happen, without leaving a single piece of evidence.
Machinists were the elite in the assassin world, extremely rare, and Ryūji was the strongest of them all.
In that world, he had created the myth of eliminating ten elite Machinists by himself. If it hadn't been for his manager being driven by greed and betraying him, no one would have known about that incident.
Until now, he couldn't understand why that manager had betrayed him. It wasn't like he paid him poorly—an annual salary of ten million dollars was more than enough.
If he had known that someone had offered a hundred million dollars for information about him and a billion for his life, maybe he wouldn't have overthought it so much.
But he no longer had to worry about that. One day, while scouting the terrain, a thunderclap rang out from the sky, and when he woke up, he had crossed into this world, the world of Conan.
"How could I have fallen right onto Heiji Hattori...?" he sighed once more.
It wasn't a soul transmigration. It was that, upon crossing, he accidentally killed Heiji Hattori, who had been climbing a mountain. Coincidentally, he and Heiji Hattori looked very similar—his skin was just a little lighter, but it was impossible to tell if he was the real one.
Sharp, lively eyes, a handsome and determined face, a height of one seventy-eight, and that characteristic baseball cap...
He had no choice. To avoid unnecessary trouble and completely erase all traces of the original Heiji Hattori, a new Heiji Hattori appeared before everyone who knew him.
For a Machinist, the most basic skill is to integrate perfectly into any identity without being discovered. As the best Machinist he was, it didn't take him even a day to become Heiji Hattori.
"Heiji, hiding here again. It took me a while to find you."
A clear voice, tinged with a hint of complaint, came along with a faint, pleasant fragrance.
Heiji Hattori sighed softly, and after glancing at the beautiful young woman sitting beside him, he showed an impatient expression.
"Hey, Kazuha, why are you always following me? Can't you give me some personal space?"
Kazuha Toyama gave Heiji Hattori a reproachful look, hugged her knees, and watched him sneakily.
"It's not that I want to follow you all the time. It was Aunt Shizuka, she's afraid you'll get into trouble and asked me to watch over you."
Heiji Hattori responded with an "oh," but his skeptical tone made Kazuha blush slightly, as if he had guessed her true intentions.
"You... Aunt Shizuka told me to call you to come eat."
Kazuha was a little nervous.
"Ah, that. Let's go, I was just starting to get hungry." Heiji stood up from the grass. As for his parents in this world, he didn't feel much aversion toward them yet.
"Wait..."
Small hands suddenly started patting all over his body.
"Look at you, you have bits of grass all over your back, and you didn't even brush them off."
Heiji looked at Kazuha, who was slightly leaning toward him, with a tender expression he rarely saw in his previous world.
In that world, he had countless beautiful women, but it was all a farce. After all, an assassin cannot have emotions. Once a bond is created, the assassin is finished.
However, arriving in this world, where no one knew him, maybe he could experience that kind of emotion.
Besides, he could no longer kill at will.
In his previous world, his invincibility was because he possessed a mysterious system.
The Evil Value System!
This system was different from the ones in other novels; it didn't assign missions or offer rewards. It only had two functions: one was to record the host's evil value, and the other was to erase all traces of the host at the crime scene.
The reason Heiji became the most prominent Machinist in his previous life was that every time he killed someone, not the slightest trace could be found at the scene, not even a hint.
It was what is known as the perfect crime, or even the impossible crime.
However, Heiji knew he had been deceived. After killing countless people, he discovered that his evil value had skyrocketed. The figure, blood-red, had reached the terrifying number of [-99999].
Then, the system, which hadn't manifested in years, notified him that if the evil value reached [-100000], the host would be annihilated.
What was most detestable was that if the system detected a criminal case nearby and he didn't solve it, his evil value would also increase depending on the case's difficulty.
Clearly, they were scamming him!
Desperate, just when he was asking how to eliminate this evil value system, he had already arrived in this world of Conan.
At the dinner table, Heiji was somewhat distracted.
The method to reduce the evil value was simple: solve a case. Depending on the difficulty of the case, a corresponding amount of evil value would be eliminated.
This system was forcing him to be a detective.
"System, can the evil value only be reduced by solving cases?"
Although the world of Conan was full of cases, there had to be another way.
"There are other methods, but the host must discover them on their own." The system's voice was mechanical, devoid of any emotion.
"I have to discover them myself... I should never have gotten involved in this." Heiji sighed with regret.
"If it weren't for the system helping the host clean the scene, the host would have already been executed for murder."
Heiji had nothing to retort. But he didn't regret it. Just because he intervened in an injustice, that rich kid sent his thugs to cripple him. If he hadn't practiced martial arts, he'd already be invalid.
So, determined to go to the end, he thought about teaching that rich kid a lesson but ended up killing him by mistake.
The scene was full of his fingerprints, and escaping was impossible. Just when he thought he was going to pay with his life, the system appeared and saved him.
He was already bound, and it was impossible to get rid of it. If he didn't want to be annihilated, he could only try to reduce his evil value. However, finding a way to reduce it quickly—that was the real problem.
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