#An XP work, centered on Matsuda Jinpei, with the Matsuda-Hagi pairing set
#Amateur writing, please don't flame me
#I wanted to write an unclear POV, but somehow it became a bottom-focused story (silence)
Matsuda Jinpei had just finished fighting with some blond bastard. Forgetting the pain of the bruises on his face, he stared blankly at the forum that had suddenly appeared in midair. He was stunned.
At that moment, the materialist worldview of a future police officer began to waver.
[Guys, it's an extra! An extra for Detective Conan! Everyone survives! It's an everyone-gets-saved story! Aaaah! /going crazy]
[It's the police academy crew! Matsuda is alive! Zero is alive! Hagi is alive! They're all alive!]
[What a shame, they all die in the end /chilly, 5-4=0~]
[Ugh, whenever I think of my Hagi dying at the hands of that stupid bastard, I can't help feeling melancholy.]
What?!
Matsuda Jinpei clenched his fist, his expression twisting into a grimace. If he weren't afraid of getting caught by a patrol officer, he'd be itching to beat up a certain childhood friend right now, just to warn him to weld that protective suit onto his body.
After beating up his childhood friend the next day, Matsuda Jinpei felt refreshed. Bored, he wandered aimlessly through the streets, then opened the forum to see if there were any clues about his childhood friend's death.
[That silver-haired man behind Matsuda has to be Gin!]
[Matsuda's in danger! Run!]
[Gin looked at Matsuda! Guys, we're doomed! Is Matsuda going to die right at the start?! No way! You better have a good reason, you old scoundrel Gosho Aoyama!]
[Don't panic, everyone. Gin only looked at Matsuda, it's no big deal, no big deal. We have to believe in Conan science! /self-hypnosis]
Gin? Who's that?
Matsuda Jinpei stared curiously at the forum scrolling in front of him. He turned around and found himself face-to-face with a pitch-black gun barrel. The next second, he passed out.
No way! Was he really going to die here?
Before darkness swallowed him, Matsuda glanced at the forum.
[Ah, as someone who's read ahead, it's actually fine. In the what-if timeline, Matsuda is a man with the script in hand.]
[! Really? Did Matsuda join the Black Organization as part of some elaborate plan of his own? No way!]
[Seriously? Is that old scoundrel Gosho Aoyama putting Matsuda in the Script Team this time?! That would be so cool!]
? What? The Script Team?
Matsuda Jinpei was baffled. Matsuda Jinpei was shocked. Matsuda Jinpei held a gun and had no idea what to do.
Why had he suddenly joined the Black Organization?! Hey, you, Gin, aren't you acting out of character? Why are you looking at me like that? You people kidnapped me! I have no idea what's going on!
"Who are you?"
How should I know? Don't ask me!
[Ugh, what is that old geezer Karasuma up to? Is he going to turn Matsuda into an experimental subject?!]
[Wait, why did Matsuda join the Black Organization?! Why is that old guy so gently asking Matsuda whether he wants to go back to the police academy?! What the heck, Karasuma, you're acting out of character!]
[Hold on, could this Matsuda be a bad guy?!]
Matsuda Jinpei: ? You guys have got to be kidding me. How am I supposed to know what's going on?! Someone's definitely plotting against me!
[Anyway, if Matsuda joined the Black Organization, could the other four survive?]
Matsuda Jinpei froze, sighed, then resigned himself to taking the old geezer's hand.
"I will always obey you, my master."
And so Matsuda was forced onto the path of saving everyone and joining the Script Team.
Theme: Let them all live
