At this moment, Toru Amuro felt as if his breathing was held back, probably because the bag full of food in his hands was too heavy, which blocked the blood circulation by hooking his fingers. This made his hands cold and extremely stiff at this moment.
The handwriting on the brown paper envelope was not his. Furuya Rei was not stupid enough to expose his handwriting in such a place. The handwriting on it was a deliberately standardized font, without his own unique personal style.
Even though the text above is smudged and blurred, the number "0" is enough to prove the answer.
——He was the one who sent this letter. He knows what is in it better than anyone else.
At that time, the only person he could ask for help was Date Kou, the only one left alive among the five people. He asked him to hand over Kagemitsu's belongings to his relatives and hint at Kagemitsu's...death.
It was only recently that Toru Amuro found out that his class leader at the same time had also been in a car accident a year ago, shortly after he sent the package.
However, Toru Amuro had never thought that the package from a year ago would only appear in the hands of his childhood friend in this way now.
Looking at the relaxed expression on the black-haired police officer's face, and recalling how the other party had restrained himself from revealing information about his brother some time ago, Toru Amuro was speechless for a moment.
He knew what he should do now. He continued with Zhu Fu Kong Liang's words in a normal manner, made some perfunctory remarks, and then turned and left.
But at this moment, Furuya Rei found that he had lost his ability to control his facial expressions. He didn't know how to speak. How to tell his childhood friend that the brother he had been worried about had already passed away...
"Mr. Amuro?" The black-haired police officer showed a worried expression on his face: "Excuse me, what happened? You don't look well..."
"...Maybe you didn't sleep well last night?" The blond Poirot waiter smiled calmly.
"..." Zhufu Kongliang's mouth curled down slightly, and something flashed in his blue cat eyes, but he followed Amuro Toru's words very naturally and said: "Because of what happened last night?"
The black-haired police officer said gently, "It was already after midnight when I got home last night. I accidentally overslept, so I took a day off today."
"If possible, Mr. Amuro, it would be better for you to take a day off, right?"
"I'll pay attention." Amuro Toru replied.
After all, they were all adults, and their relationship had not yet reached this point. Zhu Fu Kong Liang did not stay there for too long.
Looking at Zhufu Kongliang's back as he left with the envelope, Fūya Ling opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Zhufu Kongliang had already guessed what was inside the envelope. He was still quite calm.
He was just thinking about what attitude he should take towards the envelope - no matter what, even he, an outsider, knew that the plot of letting relatives know the news of death would never be omitted in a comic.
This kind of plot can even elevate the character of the plot.
Zhu Fu Kongliang sat in the living room of his room, looked at the envelope on the table, and took out his mobile phone to call his biological elder brother whom he had not contacted for some time.
Not sure if he was busy, Zhufu Kongliang waited for about half a minute, and when he was about to hang up, the other party answered. Zhufu Gaoming's voice was always steady and peaceful, and his tone was full of a special charm that could not be concealed even through electronic equipment.
"——Kuliang?"
"Brother Gao Ming." Zhu Fu Kongliang raised his lips and spoke in a relaxed tone. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, put it next to the envelope, and said, "I received a package here at the Metropolitan Police Department. It's addressed to you."
"Me?" Zhu Fu Gaoming was a little surprised.
"Can you let me take it apart and see what it is?" Zhu Fu Kongliang asked.
"Of course, please tell me what it is." Zhu Fu Gaoming replied.
After getting the confirmation, Zhu Fu Kong Liang tore open the envelope and took out a cell phone with bullet holes and blood stains.
There was a capital letter "H" written on the back of the phone. Morobuchi Sora knew what it meant. It was the "Hiro" in Jingguang's name.
Although I already knew what it was, when I saw this phone again, it was still...
"Kong Liang?" Brother Gao Ming's voice came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that Kong Liang had been silent for quite some time.
Zhu Fu Kong Liang stared at the phone expressionlessly, but his tone became somewhat childish and complaining: "Really, I thought it was something important, but it turned out to be just useless junk mail——"
Zhu Fu Gao Ming: "...Really?"
"Yes, but why was it sent to me? Did you mistake me for your brother?" Zhu Fu Kongliang's tone remained unchanged. "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, brother. Are you at work?"
The two brothers chatted casually for a few words, and Zhu Fu Kongliang naturally hung up the phone.
The black-haired police officer calmly placed his cell phone next to the envelope and reached out to touch the cell phone with a hole in it and the blood stain that had dried and turned black.
“…”
"...What?" Zhu Fu Kongliang lowered his head, and the bangs cast a shadow, making it impossible to see his expression at all.
If he didn't have this system, if he didn't have a brother with super powers, if he didn't know about this - if these previous circumstances hadn't been mentioned, Brother Jingguang would really be dead now.
His luck was really good. Zhu Fukongliang habitually raised a smile, but immediately retracted it the next moment. Because in this atmosphere, it was really not appropriate to smile.
Zhu Fu Kong Liang remained in this state and opened the forum system.
The comic is currently being updated, and the events that occurred have nothing to do with Morobu Sora, but happened when he was taking a nap in the morning.
It was probably that the Junior Detective Team had encountered something again. It didn't escalate to the level of a criminal case, but it was a bit troublesome.
After a simple ending to a small incident, the plot turned to him. From the moment he entered the Metropolitan Police Department, to the moment Takagi Wataru talked to him, and finally to the moment he received the package, everything was basically painted according to reality.
Everything was peaceful up to here, until he met Toru Amuro on his way back. Here he gave a special close-up of Toru Amuro, and after Morofu Sora turned around, he gave a shot of Toru Amuro's hands, which were clenched into fists and trembling slightly.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the forum that was originally complaining about the kids from the Junior Detective Team began to change. They seemed to finally realize something, and the scene turned to "Zhufu Kongliang" who was sitting in the room and making a phone call.
At this time, Zhufu Kongliang had to admire the excellent ability of this author. In the comics, Zhufu Kongliang's micro-expressions were transformed using three small grids in a row after opening the express delivery.
From the original ease, to the silence in the second frame, to the call of Brother Gao Ming in the third frame, he gave an expressionless and relaxed answer with wavy lines.
At the same time, the forum gave the reaction of Gao Ming's brother, who was invisible to Zhu Fu Kong Liang. After "Zhu Fu Kong Liang" hung up the phone, Gao Ming's brother, who was still in Nagano, stared at the mobile phone in his hand, with a "..." next to it, as if he was thinking about something.
Finally, the picture stops with Zhu Fukongliang lowering his head, with the upper half of his face blocked by shadow, leaving only the arc of a smile that looks particularly stiff at the corners of his mouth.
As expected, the forum exploded.
[…Brother, you know this, right?! Brother, you know this, right?!]
[Wuwuwu, good knife, the knife pierced my heart, 73 you have no heart!!]
[I was laughing at Conan just now, but the next second, the knife stabbed me who was completely unprepared...]
[Why didn't Zhu Fukongliang tell Gao Ming directly? 】
[You don't want your brother to be sad, right? ]
[Toru's expression is also...! Four knives at once! First, Sato and the others recall the police academy group, Matsuda and Date's knives, then Amuro Toru recalls the death of his childhood friend, the death of Keimitsu, and the younger brother learns about his brother's death and gets the remains...]
[Not only that!!! Judging from Gao Ming's reaction, he obviously noticed it too! The younger brother can't hide it from his older brother! ]
[Am I the only one who finds Kong Liang’s smile in the last scene a little unnerving? ]
[Yes, you are the only one! That smile is clearly a bitter one! Even though you are so sad, you still maintain a smile similar to your brother out of habit...]
[“After you died, I became you.”]
[Wuwuwu, I didn’t cry at all before, but when my brother said “What?”, I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. Wuwuwu! 】
[My younger brother is so gentle and smart. He must have reacted immediately after seeing the phone, and then he even tried to hide it and told a lie that could be easily exposed.]
[Yes, yes, who would send junk mail to the Metropolitan Police Department? This lie is so easy to expose.]
[I didn't feel anything before, but this detail, the detail of opening the package and calling to ask for his brother's approval, really touched me. Kong Liang is really polite. ]
[She was such a good child, but she lost her parents when she was young and was fostered by someone else. She had such a close relationship with her older brother, but she lost contact with her second brother when she was young. When she finally found out, she learned that he had died...]
[Why is the Morobuchi family in such a bad state... and there is still a bomber who has not been dealt with... I feel like something is really going to happen to my brother this time! ! ]
【Fuck fuck fuck 73 is so heartless ahh ...
After confirming that the update of this chapter of the comic had ended, Morobuchi Sora, who had already returned to normal, touched his chin and blinked, and couldn't help but agree: Yes, yes, 73 is just heartless, otherwise I would have saved my brother a long time ago, instead of bothering Kusuo now.
[Now I don’t think it’s surprising that my brother will die in the next bomb instance. He has too many flags…! ]
[My Kira brother!!!]
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