You are a high school graduate who decides to travel to Japan alone before starting university. After checking into your hotel, you step out of your room and see a group of people in the lobby—
You experienced an extraordinary Halloween at the Halloween party, and the main storyline on the other side was proceeding as planned.
You: Well, it’s not easy for anyone.
[#政烏#: Full Moon Arc! Ah, the new doctor is actually Vermouth!! I always thought Judy was...she looked so bad in the early stages]
[#楊枝甘露11#: Akai Shuichi also has a villain aura... and he turns out to be an FBI agent...]
【#轻舟浅水#: Ahem, everyone, do you remember the movie version of the reversed faction? Waiting for Akai Shuichi's identity to reverse, hahaha. 】
[#千里磏烧火#:?! Ah this, I'm scared (dog head) Akai Shuichi if this is a bottle of real undercover wine... Red Pill_(:з」∠)_]
[#山斷#: That's too much wine, don't forget Jiang Lai! ]
【#瓜瓜#: Oh yeah! There’s also him! Speaking of which, baby Jiang Lai hasn’t appeared in a main drama for a long time. Uwuwuwu——】
[#大预测家#: ...Comrades, Jiang Lai is not a black party or a wine! He is really a good person! (Wandering wildly jpg.) Open your eyes wide! ]
[#小露涵#: Touch the boy’s mother, don’t excite the great prophet]
[#若水#: Touch the boy’s mother, the child will be handsome even if he is black (dog head) @大预测家]
[#Great Prophet#: ... (tears streaming down the facejpg.)]
You put down your phone feeling very tired and decide to give up on making excuses.
You might as well learn more with this time. You muttered to yourself and pulled out a few books on the basics of firearms from the shelf in the bookstore. The world of Conan is too dangerous, so you decided to learn some knowledge about firearms. You can't have a gun in your hand but not know how to use it (although you have to practice, you plan to start with theory).
If possible, you still want to learn how to defuse bombs. Given how common the eight eggs are in the scientific world, learning how to do it might save your life.
You think back to last week.
The intersection leading to the market was blocked off by yellow warning tape, but now everything seemed to be over, as uniformed men were removing the tape and guiding the noisy crowds through.
What happened? You stopped your bike and saw a familiar figure leaning against a telephone pole in the distance. You waved and called out, "Hey! Matsuda!"
"Yeah." Matsuda Jinpei waved his hand lazily.
"What's going on here?" You asked curiously as you pushed the cart over.
"Some guy installed something on the overpass, and I went to remove it." Jinpei Matsuda answered simply.
"..."Eight eggs in life? You twitched your lips, and then asked with a little excitement: "By the way, can you teach me how to defuse bombs? It feels so cool!"
"No." Matsuda refused bluntly.
"…Hey, that's so direct."
"Let's not talk about whether it's allowed under the rules—" Matsuda Jinpei lit a cigarette, "Even if you learn, it will take you a long time to master it. And during this time, you're just a half-baked person."
"I don't want to see you being a hero." Matsuda raised an eyebrow. "You are full of youthful vigor, but you just act on your brain?"
"How is that possible? I'm very calm." You pouted, "I think if I knew a little, I could still save my life if I were to encounter one, right?"
"If we encounter such a situation, we will call the police and ask the professionals to take action," Matsuda said with a smile, "For example, me."
"Oh, okay." You thought about it and felt that what Matsuda said made sense, but you still wanted to fight back. "Can't you teach me a little bit?"
"Ah... let's talk about it next time." Matsuda put out half of his cigarette and answered very perfunctorily.
"When will the next time be..."
"Oh, they called me. I have to go now!" Matsuda Jinpei smiled and waved, "Let's talk some other day. We have plenty of time anyway—"
"Okay, busy officer." You glanced at him and waved goodbye, "Bye."
You carefully selected a few books, paid at the front desk, and put them in your messenger canvas bag.
The sunlight shining on the canvas bag makes the big words "Life never stops, learning never stops" brighter.
You exhaled a breath of white air. The winter wind was damp and cold, and the pedestrians on the street were wrapped up tightly. A man in a smoky gray windbreaker passed by you, and the dark red color you caught a glimpse of unconsciously made you pause slightly.
However, you quickly adjusted your movements and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened. From the reflection in the shop window, you saw the other person continue walking and disappear around the corner behind you.
"…" I keep running into people from the winery lately. You think to yourself. This is really Mercury retrograde.
That Shark Tooth Shinjiu, you were quite impressed by him, especially after chatting with Jingguang.
While Jingguang was recovering his memory, you quickly asked him some questions that you wanted to know before.
For example, the Red Eyed Real Wine which was not in the original drama.
"Do you remember the time when I went to Blue Snow Villa with Matsuda?" you asked. "The shark tooth..."
Before he finished speaking, Jing Guang said, "Stay away from him."
Hey? You were stunned.
Jingguang raised his head and looked at you seriously: "Stay away from him." He emphasized again.
"...Ah," you touched your nose, "Of course, under normal circumstances, I would definitely not take the initiative to provoke the winery - by the way, what's wrong with this guy?"
"..." Jing Guang turned his head away, "Actually, I'm not familiar with him. We were never partners when we were in the organization. But I have heard of this guy."
“You know, in the organization, those who have a reputation usually don’t have a good reputation.” Jingguang glanced at you.
You understand something in your heart, and curiosity prompts you to continue asking, "What is it?"
"..." Jing Guang's expression was a little tangled, as if he was considering how to organize his words. Finally, he sighed, "In short, he is not a normal person."
"Uh, psychopathic?" You blinked. To be honest, if it's an organization, it wouldn't be too surprising if the people inside have some mental illness.
"He had a sister," Jing Guang said slowly, "Once."
"then?"
His blue-grey eyes turned to you. “Then he… ate it.”
Eaten? You didn’t react for a moment.
Jing Guang pursed his lips: "Literally."
“…” You also suddenly fell silent. After finally digesting Jingguang’s words, you were shocked. “Oh my god! This is more than just a minor psychological problem, right?!”
"There are some other things that I won't talk about." Jing Guang said helplessly, "Anyway, just stay away from him."
"Absolutely... as far away as possible." You twitched your lips.
The bus stops at the station, and your thoughts return to reality. As you board the bus to go home, you take a last look at the street, all kinds of people coming and going, and you wonder which one will become the target of the organization again.
Beika Town is really dangerous. You looked down at your canvas bag and became more determined to learn more.
Hold on, Jiang Lai! You can do it!
In recent days, Jingguang has been with Professor Agasa, continuing to discuss things with Conan and Haibara Ai.
Although your house and Dr. Agasa's house are on the same street, Jingguang said that they might be working on something all night, so for convenience, they will live there for the next few days.
As usual, after the chef got off work, you stayed in the store to settle the day's account book. Today's records were a bit messy, and you flipped through them several times, wasting a lot of time. The clock had slowly moved to 11 o'clock. After confirming that all the data was correct, you folded the book and stuffed it into the cabinet.
Winter nights are always relatively quiet and cold. The sound of the doorbell is accompanied by the cold wind blowing in. Are there any customers so late at night? You look up, and the words "Welcome" that slip to your lips are swallowed back into your stomach.
The dark red eyes are very eye-catching in this warm-toned environment, as dangerous as iron.
"..." In the moment you were stunned, he had already arrived in front of you, and a lingering faint smell of blood penetrated into your nostrils.
You move your eyes downwards and see his hands covering his abdomen, and large blood stains on his shirt under his unbuttoned windbreaker - it's obvious that he's injured.
He seemed to recognize you, his eyes narrowed slightly. You looked at each other, just like the scene in that cabin.
Perhaps he didn't have time to think at this moment. He held the gun in his other hand and spoke in a weak but still fierce voice: "...If the young master dies, you must die too."
“……” You didn’t say anything, trying your best to keep no expression on your face.
He propped up the front table, stood up and walked into the kitchen at the back. You were slightly startled, and before turning your head, you caught a glimpse of a few people hurriedly walking out from the corner across the street.
You lower your head again and open the cabinet, pretending to continue organizing the account book.
The clear sound of wind chimes was particularly loud at night, almost penetrating the entire street, and three men in black plain clothes walked in.
"Welcome," you looked up and smiled, "but the shop is closed, please come back tomorrow~"
The leading man raised his hand slightly to stop the two people behind him from moving, and took out his ID from his pocket: "Hello, sir. We are members of the First Investigation Division of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department. A vicious murder case has occurred nearby. May I ask if you have seen any suspicious persons?"
Investigation Division 1... Jinpei Matsuda is also in the Investigation Division 1. You have met his colleagues to some extent, but the three people in front of you are obviously very unfamiliar.
Are they really... the police?
As thoughts race through your mind, a frown of reminiscence appears on your face at just the right moment.
Just talking about these few people in front of you, they don't give you any feeling of being good people. If you tell these unidentified people the location of Red Eyed True Wine, let alone whether Shark Tooth will give you another shot, these people will most likely kill you.
They are staring at you, and it is time for you to give a response.
Come on! The options are open again!
Tip: Pay attention to the details in the previous article.
A. I didn't notice it. Almost no one passes by this area this late. You can ask other businesses around.
B. Just now a man in a smoky grey windbreaker pushed the door, but he left again and I don’t know where he went.
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I inserted a flag in the previous article. Words like "next time for sure" and "plenty of time" are of course flags that need to be turned down, hahahahahaha
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