The white thief arrived as promised, the nine o'clock bell rang on time, and the blood-stained dream reappeared the special one.

On the rooftop reflecting the moonlight, two figures stood hand in hand, black and white with a hint of red, like a detailed and beautiful painting.

The world is vast, but at this moment, the world only knows them.

"Let me take you to see the fireworks, just the two of us."

"good."

Then, they disappeared without a trace -

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"Huff...Huff."

When Jinpei Matsuda woke up from his dream, his retina seemed to still retain the remnants of the two figures falling into the sea of ​​fire one after the other. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and fell into his eyes, causing a stinging pain.

The black and white-winged butterflies never flapped their wings and flew away, but fell into the abyss, entwined with each other.

They were not given any chance to make up for it.

The curly-haired police officer lifted the quilt and turned on the lamp next to him. The warm light came on and the lampshade reflected his tired face: unshaven beard, messy hair, a few bruises on his face, some dark circles under his eyes and his haggard face were quite obvious.

He looked at least five years older, which combined his age-defying appearance that would have been envied by girls with his age.

This was the day after Kamiya Tetsuya died, and it was also the second time he had a dream. Every time he dreamed... it was a sea of ​​fire as terrifying as hell.

I fell into a deep sleep and was awakened from my dream.

Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his brows angrily and drank the cold water at the bedside.

He stood up and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer. He searched for a long time but couldn't find a lighter. Then he remembered that he had thrown away all his lighters on the first day he came back.

The tiny flame flickered, the flames devouring the white paper outside the incense, making him want to touch it with his hands, just like the flames that night, he wanted to rush in and scoop out all the unburned ashes.

But if you touch the flame, you will get nothing but pain.

When Tetsuya Kamiya and Angus fell from the rooftop, the explosion was deafening. He and Kenji Hagiwara had a fierce fight on the shiny rooftop, and the guards who rushed in later separated them.

He saw nothing.

Explosions, falls, and shattering bones all became a hazy reality in the heavy blows of those fists, along with the suppressed roars of pain.

"What do you two mean by that?" Kuroda Hei, who had rushed to the scene, shouted angrily, "If you kill each other, or kill yourself, will Kamiya Tetsu survive?"

"Police, just like a police!"

It was then that Jinpei Matsuda realized clearly that Tetsuya Kamiya was indeed dead.

Just now, right now.

However, he and Hagiwara Kenji were still like cowards, not daring to face the scene directly. They could only escape themselves in pain, and even their police appearance disappeared.

But, there is no use in escaping, it will make things worse and increase the fear and regret that already exist.

At least, now Matsuda Jinpei regrets not having seen that scene.

I didn’t even see Tetsuya Kamiya for the last time…

All he saw was a sea of ​​fire, his companion who tried to rush into the fire but was stopped by others, and the chestnut-haired girl who fainted with a pale face without even crying.

Matsuda Jinpei knew how he got back to the bottom from the rooftop. The fireballs that fell from the glass plank bridge were like meteors blooming nearby, but they carried a breath of destruction.

He stood beside the raging fire, watching people coming and going trying to put out the fire and trying to find any traces of the two men.

But...what can we do if we find any traces?

Kamiya Tetsuya is already dead...

Seven hundred meters in the air, violent and continuous explosions and burning... even gods can come alive, right?

Jinpei Matsuda even felt for a moment that all these things were in vain, and all he could do was turn around quietly and go for a punch, venting his anger and fear onto the punching bag like his father did.

The night sky, slightly illuminated by the firelight, unexpectedly had a hazy feeling that was almost like dusk.

Jinpei Matsuda raised his head, as if he saw the scene of his first meeting with Tetsuya Kamiya.

At that time, he was just an ordinary detective in the explosives squad, riding his motorcycle home. Everything was normal, just like every day.

He only saw a thin and frail young man standing blankly on the roadside, facing the setting sun, with a fragile look as if he might commit suicide at any time.

Well, police, it's normal to be brave and do what is right.

So he asked directly, with a smile and confidence, even a little complacent.

"Are you lost? Need a ride?"

Matsuda Jinpei later learned from Morobushi Kagemitsu that at that time, he had used the alias Morobushi Kagemitsu Midorikawa to send Kamiya Tetsuya to the pharmaceutical company, the Jishin Kou Research Institute, for a routine physical examination and blood draw as an experimental subject.

As the number one experimental subject in the organization, physical examinations and blood draws were commonplace for Tetsuya Kamiya - he didn't even have the right to refuse.

The only thing he remembered was Zhu Fu Jingguang who gave him that time, and Zhu Fu Jingguang was the same as other members of the organization. He was... a light that was not extinguished in the darkness.

He was standing on the side of the road with a sad look on his face. He must have felt confused and hesitant about the future.

He wanted to help Zhu Fu Jingguang at that time, but he only helped Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Are you still going to take another step?

Just at that moment, the policeman Jinpei Matsuda appeared and extended his hand to him.

"Yes, I am lost."

This was the answer given to him by Tetsuya Kamiya.

Simple and pure, just like his own calm style, no one knew the undercurrents in his golden eyes that rarely revealed his emotions.

So, he bought his motorcycle, formed this bond, and stepped from the shadows into the sunshine.

Now think about it... If he was given another chance, he would definitely stop and would not let Kamiya Tetsuya, who was in a period of confusion at the time, choose such a dead end.

"We are two independent guys." Hagiwara Kenji summarized everything. "Is it normal that Kamiya Tetsuya is willing to accept us?"

Perhaps in the eyes of the guy who has already fallen into darkness, even though Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji are all empty words, but the fake police who do everything will eventually send him to prison as "righteous people."

Their care for Tetsuya Kamiya is like humans rescuing stray cats and dogs. It is easy, does not require any cost, and can be taken back at will without being blamed by anyone.

Everyone thinks Angus is a madman, a pervert, and a scum who is soaked in darkness, but they all unconsciously overlook one thing - the living environment of Tetsuya Kamiya.

After suffering so many tortures in experiments, from resistance to blood on his hands, and even having to split his personality to escape himself, would Tetsuya Kamiya be in a normal state of mind?

They only pity and are angry at his self-destructive tendencies, but turn a blind eye to his dark side and are more understanding of his distorted character.

Therefore, in the final choice, Kamiya Tetsuya would choose Angus without hesitation, who tortured him but was still similar to him, right?

Matsuda Jinpei felt a bloody taste in his throat. He swallowed the feeling tightly, savoring it carefully, and recalled the truly useful things he had done.

Think about it.

He and Kenji Hagiwara never helped Tetsuya Kamiya once.

The only thing they had realized was the buffet and the barbecue at the food stall in the early morning.

So cheap.

Matsuda Jinpei crushed the cigarette that he couldn't light in his hand and threw the broken pieces out of the window. The tobacco shavings that looked like ashes were blown away by the fierce night wind, leaving only his hands with a bitter taste.

The fire was put out too late, so late that they had already found the figure in the mess. They could only barely piece together a piece through the broken bones and debris, and could not tell who was who.

Angus is gone.

He and Tetsuya Kamiya will be separated forever.

And these sanctimonious policemen could only stand far away and watch the two of the six being trapped in guilt and pain forever.

In a few days...Tetsuya Kamiya's funeral.

Matsuda Jinpei bent down deeply, resting his elbows on the windowsill, making his already messy curly hair even more tangled and complicated, covering his red eyes.

Even now, Tetsuya Kamiya still plays a role.

If his funeral hadn't been held yet and I hadn't participated in it, I'm afraid some radical people would want to go there and chase him, right?

But...what can he do? What should he do next?

At 15:15 in the morning, Jinpei Matsuda couldn't fall asleep because of the lost white butterfly.

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Someone died at the Suzuki Group's exhibition, but the news was not spread outside and only insiders knew about it.

In the eyes of most people, this was still just a thrilling exhibition match between the phantom thief Kidd. Even the shooting incident that occurred in the middle was suppressed and forgotten. Only the huge compensation bought a person's life.

When the thief Kidd took the "Eye of Medusa" and was proud of it, the white-haired young man who saved his life jumped from the rooftop just one floor away from him and disappeared in the flames and explosion without leaving a trace.

The not-yet-age Kuroba Kaito fell silent.

The disbelief in his sapphire-like eyes turned into self-blame and silence after he got the confirmation.

After a while, he said, "Sorry, I didn't see your message at that time."

Conan Edogawa, who was talking to him, was known as the "Phantom Thief Nemesis", a famous Tokyo high school detective who was hailed as the "savior of the Japanese police."

Even speaking in a hoarse voice, as if he had already screamed out all his strength, Edogawa Conan leaned against the cabinet, letting the darkness envelop him.

He was covered with a thick quilt, but he still felt the cold radiating from the bottom of his heart.

Conan Edogawa said: "I know."

He knew that he could accept this apology, and he also knew that his behavior was considered to be irritating.

As the clock strikes nine, his only hope is the glider-riding thief Kidd.

But it was useless this time. When fear and panic filled the detective's mind and the phone rang countless times and turned into "sorry", Conan Edogawa was unable to locate the thief Kid in the chaos.

So, after running a lap in vain, Edogawa Conan was exhausted and watched Angus and Kamiya Tetsuya fall from the rooftop.

The fire from the sudden explosion in the opposite direction was like a gorgeous flower, swallowing up the tiny butterfly.