——7 years ago, in the police academy dormitory, 8 o’clock in the evening.

"Why save him?" After the dormitory door was opened from the inside, the black-haired boy said bluntly in a cold but calm tone. He looked up at the young man who looked very similar to himself. "I saw the news. Gai Shouyi, the murderer who killed our parents."

"If you didn't save him, he would have died at the explosion site." The boy's clear eyes were filled with confusion: "My brother obviously hates him too, doesn't he?"

Morofushi Jingguang looked a little surprised. He looked out the door and found that only his brother was there. The corridor was empty. "Kongliang? How did you get in? Did the instructor tell you where my dormitory is?"

"Come in first." Morofu Jingguang slightly moved aside, wanting his brother to come in.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother shook his head and said, "I'm not going in. I just want to know what my brother thinks, and then I'll leave after asking."

"..." Zhufu Jingguang paused for a moment. His upturned cat eyes showed a warmth that was completely different from Zhufu Kongliang's. The 22-year-old brother stretched out his hand and put it on his brother's hair. "It's rare to hear such a question from you, Kongliang."

Morobushi Kagemitsu did not answer such a tricky question from the child. Instead, he thought about it seriously and answered, "In fact, at the moment when it happened, I didn't think about anything. Because he was by my side, because he was a life, and because I had the ability to save him, it was just that simple."

"Before that, I also imagined how I would treat the murderer if I caught him..." Morobushi Jingguang smiled, and then said seriously: "But we are not qualified to judge whether a person deserves to die. I cannot forgive the harm that Gai Shouyi has caused to our family in the past, but I have decided to leave it to the law."

"Kong Liang, can you accept such an answer?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked gently.

"I don't understand." Zhu Fu Kong Liang pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. The black-haired boy bowed slightly with a cold face: "Sorry, I disturbed you, brother, have a good rest, good night."

With that, Zhufu Kongliang turned and walked away. Zhufu Jingguang subconsciously followed him a few steps.

"Jing? Who are you talking to?" At the other corner, Furiya Rei, who had just come up, walked in with a puzzled look on his face. Before Morobushi Jingguang could stop his brother, he turned around and replied subconsciously: "Ah, it's with my brother--"

As a result, after talking to Kokunran, Morobushi Kagemitsu discovered that his originally big brother had disappeared.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned.

By this time, Furuya Rei had already walked up to Morobushi Kagemitsu. Although Morobushi Kagemitsu had not finished speaking, the tacit understanding they had acquired since childhood still made him react: "Your brother? Aren't outsiders not allowed to enter the dormitory? And where is he?"

Morobushi Kagemitsu: "...Ah, nothing. By the way, Zero, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Fūya Ling raised an eyebrow, but did not ask further questions and said, "It seems that the Matsuda guy has been here since..."

The conversation between the two naturally continued. Morobuchi Sora looked at the scene calmly, and said to his psychic brother who was holding his hand and helping him become transparent, "Kusuo, let's go home. Sorry for bothering you today."

Kusuo Saiki nodded, his face also paralyzed.

In an instant, the two people disappeared on the spot.

In room 502 on the fifth floor of Beika Apartment in Beika Town.

Zhu Fu Kongliang opened his eyes and stared at the light on the ceiling which had not been turned off all night. His expression was a little dazed as he had just woken up and was out of control. The black-haired young man rubbed his eyes and took a moment to wake up.

After sorting out the memories in his mind, Zhu Fu Kongliang was slow to realize that he was dreaming. He dreamed about something that happened seven years ago.

Is it because he has been thinking about the resurrection of Jingguang brother recently, so he dreams about it at night? Come to think of it, he seems to have not had a dream for many years.

It was a rare dream, and because of super memory, everything in the dream seemed to have happened just yesterday, so the timeline in Zhu Fukongliang's mind was a little confused.

It's like a ball of yarn that a cat plays with, the yarn is all rolled up together, nothing is missing, but it takes a long time to find the end of the yarn.

Zhufu Kongliang yawned, turned off the light that had been on all night, and said to himself: "I made an appointment at the club for today, and promised Conan and the others..."

"…So you work in the office on weekdays, and have to work overtime for the Investigation Division next door during your breaks?" Even though the case hasn't happened yet, Zhu Fukongliang, who has already determined the subsequent plot, smoothed his messy hair with his hands and muttered, "I will ask for overtime pay from the Investigation Division next door sooner or later."

I always feel that his dream is not that simple, and I don’t know what he will encounter today.

The recent trend of the forum is that the red and black factions are basically evenly matched, and there are quite a few mixed people joining in the fun. If Zhu Fu Kong Liang were to be exposed now, it would not be too surprising for either side.

This also results in that the shock caused by being exposed will be weakened a lot.

For example, if it is suddenly revealed that Ran Mouri is the young lady of the black side, the forum will definitely go crazy and scold the author for setting up this plot. The impact will be absolutely full.

But now that Zhu Fu Kong Liang is equal in black and red, there won't be such an effect.

"...In other words, I have to try my best to dispel the vigilance of Amuro Toru, Edogawa Conan and the forum, and make sure that I am the Red Team...Then, the moment the forum feels that I am the Red Team, I will suddenly reveal my identity to the forum. The effect should be about right."

Zhu Fu Kong Liang has changed his attitude several times regarding how to handle the forum. He always sets plans based on the most interesting and, ahem, most efficient direction.

Zhu Fu Kongliang stood in front of the mirror and thought for a while, but still did not braid her hair.

If he wanted to expose that he was on the Red side, the most convenient thing would be his hyperamnesia. Because of his hyperamnesia, he would definitely not forget his brother's childhood friend, Rei Furuya. The fact that Toru Amuro's identity had not been exposed until now represented the position of Sora Morobuchi.

The only disadvantage is that if this script is followed, Zhu Fu Kong Liang’s identity as watered wine will be sealed, just like Vermouth.

Zhu Fu Kongliang pursed his lips and decisively gave this choice a cross.

Then he recalled a passage he had seen on a forum some time ago.

[I really like the twin setting! Especially the one where one is in the light and the other is in the dark! You are my half, my mirror image, but also my irresistible shadow - that's really delicious! ! Especially the twin confrontation and the like!

But I don’t think 73 would do that, and Zhu Fu Gao Ming wouldn’t be so ignorant of whether he has one brother or two. 】

[So the next best thing is to have a dual personality for Gemini! ! One black and one red are actually the same as the Gemini theory! 】

[It does smell good, but I don’t think 73 would do that? ]

Gemini? Dual personality?

Zhu Fu Kong Liang put this setting on the selection list, intending to see how the situation develops.

After all, superamnesia is not necessarily caused by watered-down wine - using the other party's public security identity to threaten Amuro Toru is itself a way to blow up the forum.

After arriving at the agreed location, Morobuchi Sora Ryo greeted Edogawa Conan and Amuro Toru: "Good morning."

"Good morning! Brother Kongliang." Edogawa Conan looked up and said worriedly, "Did Brother Kongliang not sleep well? He looks so listless."

Zhu Fu Kongliang rubbed his face and said, "Nothing much, I just had a rare dream last night and I haven't recovered yet."

"Don't worry, Conan." The black-haired police officer smiled and almost returned to his usual self.

He just had a subtle feeling of something bad happening—and his luck always drew the lucky number "bad" every year, so his intuition about bad things was pretty accurate.

The shooting club is quite far from the apartment where Zhu Fukongliang lives, so to get there, they need to take the bus for about half an hour.

While riding the bus, a couple sitting in front of them complained to their boyfriend: "To be honest, I really feel like someone is following me recently. It always feels a bit creepy."

Conan Edogawa, who was originally looking bored, suddenly raised his head as if he heard some keywords.

Zhu Fu Kong Liang: ...Well, the case has already been brought to our doorstep before we even arrived at the shooting club.

The man in the couple didn't really care. He stared at his phone and responded, "Don't think too much. You've just watched too many horror movies."

The woman complained a few words, and nothing more happened. Edogawa Conan naturally couldn't be so rude as to talk to her under such circumstances, so the matter naturally ended.

As a result, when they got off the bus, Zhu Fu Kongliang found, without surprise, that the couple in front of them were going the same way as them.

The destination was the shooting club. When Zhu Fu Kong Liang saw the couple and a muscular man smiling and greeting each other at the door, he was sure that these three people would definitely show up again today.

However, compared to the plot that has not yet begun, Morofuku Sora first helped Amuro Toru with some formalities, and then picked out a pistol that he was most comfortable using.

In this club run by Zhu Fu Kong Liang, members can choose between live ammunition or rubber bullets, but the procedure for the former is a bit more complicated.

In the past, Morobuchi Sora was still young and had not reached the age. Now with Conan Edogawa around, it is impossible for him to choose live ammunition which is too dangerous.

Zhu Fu Kongliang loaded the gun skillfully, held the gun with both hands, squinted his eyes slightly, determined the position of the target, and with a "bang", the bullet hit the center of the target!

When Zhu Fu Kong Liang picked up the gun and aimed his eyes intently at a target, the blue color of his pupils seemed to deepen at that moment, and his aura became fierce and sharp as he pursed his lips, as if it could cut people.

But after the black-haired officer put down his hand and determined where the bullet had hit, his coldness disappeared as the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It seems that I haven't returned the knowledge to the instructor yet."

"...Hmm? Conan, what's wrong?"

Facing the black-haired police officer's puzzled look, Edogawa Conan paused for a long time before reacting: "...Ah, well, it's nothing, Brother Kongliang!"

——The scene just now was exactly the same as the one I saw Mr. Kong Liang on the Ferris wheel that day.

So really, could it be Mr. Kong Liang?

The author has something to say: Kong Liang: When I want to be black, make me famous; when I want to be famous, make me black. This area of ​​the forum has been figured out by someone.