Chapter 101: Jundu Chapter·Ending

Kasugawa Shugo felt like he was about to lose color from fear.

Who is that? Who is crying in his neck now? Is it Jinpei Matsuda?

Are you kidding me...

He felt like the skin on his neck was about to be burned off. He froze in place, at a loss for

what to do for a long time. In the end, he could only put his hands on the man's soft black curly hair and stroked it twice with shaking hands. After realizing how he looked in other people's eyes, the chestnut-haired police officer couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt. He could only hug the man a little harder and rub his chin and cheeks against the man's head buried in his neck.

When was the last time I saw him like this?

Oh yeah, that time seven years ago, when Kenji Hagiwara was killed in the bomb, and he rushed back from the General Affairs Office late at night and knocked down the door of Jinpei Matsuda's house.

What? So I did the same stupid thing as Kenji Hagiwara did back then.

Thinking of the phone call I made on the ship, and the stupid words I said, and thinking about myself seven years ago when I was furious after knowing the cause and effect of Kenji Hagiwara's death, Kasugawa Shugo wanted to go back to the ship and punch himself twice.

"......Zhen Ping." Because of the painkillers, even if he tried to squeeze out a sound from his broken throat, he couldn't feel anything. He simply put the phone that the other party gave him to "talk" aside and tried to speak in the other party's ear, "Sorry... I..."

"Don't talk."

The other party's gnashing sound came from his neck, and his tears fell even more fiercely, and soon wet the skin on his shoulders. Kasugawa Shugo swallowed the rest of his words back into his stomach, blinked his honey-colored eyes twice, and finally just expressed comfort with actions.

"Don't even think about saying anything until your throat gets better." The man added in a cold voice, but still accidentally revealed a slight nasal tone at the end of his words, "Your credit with me is now cleared to zero, and your promise is useless."

Has he fallen to the same status as Hagiwara Kenji?

Kasugawa Shugo couldn't help but smile, and rubbed the other's soft hair with his hands, taking this rare opportunity to touch the black curly hair that he had "coveted for a long time" a few more times.

Speaking of which, I really haven't seen Matsuda Jinpei like this. This guy who always has a sour face is the least used to showing his emotions to them. Now it's okay if there are only the two of them. If there are others, Matsuda Jinpei will probably silence himself and the other person.

You are so shameless, little Jinpei.

Thinking of this, the smile in the chestnut-haired man's eyes became even brighter. Before he could make any more moves, he turned towards the door unconsciously and met a pair of shocked eyes.

...What did you say just now? !

Hagiwara Kenji was holding two portions of rice and fruit in his hands, and seemed to be about to open the tightly closed ward door from the outside, but just before he grasped the door handle and turned it, he saw the scene inside the ward through a double-way glass specially designed on the hospital ward door. He was so shocked that he was petrified on the spot like a colorless sculpture.

'Go away! '

Kasugawa Shugo winked at him frantically. The most noisy No. 1 and No. 2 in the six-member group reacted very well in this situation. Hagiwara Kenji reacted instantly, pointed at the young girl who was held in the arms of his friend, pointed at his own eyes, and made a mouth shape, 'Crying? '

The chestnut-haired man who was hugged tightly wanted to nod, but then remembered that no matter what he did now, Matsuda Jinpei would be able to detect it. He only secretly loosened one hand, gestured to Hagiwara Kenji, and then tried to connect his brain waves with the other party.

'Get out! I don't want to be silenced! ! '

Tearful Matsuda Jinpei + Kasugagawa Shugo's friend stickers

Tearful Matsuda Jinpei + Kasugagawa Shugo + Hagiwara Kenji murder scene

If Matsuda Jinpei knew that Hagiwara Kenji was back, both he and his opponent would be killed by this crying blackened gorilla!

Not knowing whether his brain waves were received by the opponent, Kasugagawa Shugo could only grit his teeth and put all his hopes on Tsukiyama Asari, who was rushing upstairs with Asuka Kiri to return to the ward. Hurry up and take

him away!

Fearing that Hagiwara Kenji, who often performed strange operations, would do something else, Kasugagawa Shugo desperately winked at the man and attracted all his attention.

Almost there, less than ten meters away, Tsukiyama Asari will come and pull him away!

Hagiwara Kenji tried to analyze the expression of his friend.

He could understand the previous "you hurry up", but what is he talking about now?

Let him guard the door and help prevent others from coming? Not really, at this time, no one else is passing except him and Xiao Zhenping, who else should he be on guard against...

While thinking, Hagiwara Kenji turned his head subconsciously and saw Tsukiyama Asari who had walked behind him, and the white-haired boy next to Tsukiyama Asari. ! ! So that's what he meant!

Hagiwara Kenji suddenly realized something, and quickly turned around and tried to use his body to block the glass that could see the situation inside.

Tsukiyama held his breath and was about to grab Hagiwara Kenji and drag him away, but he suddenly dodged to the side of the door!

The man's cherry eyes suddenly widened, and he watched his hand brush against the man's clothes and hit the door handle.

The door, which was not closed tightly, was directly knocked open by the thrust, and first there was a sharp "squeak" as it fell inside, and then it hit the wall with a heavy muffled sound.

The two people who were still hugging each other in the ward and the three people outside the ward fell silent at the same time.

Kenji Hagiwara's face froze, and his rationality seemed to have escaped from his head with the loud noise. Many images with strange filters flashed through his mind quickly. In the end, he actually picked up Asuka Mizuki, who was standing behind him with no expression, and ran away. "Sorry for disturbing you!"

The white-haired boy didn't react for a moment. When he blinked again, his perspective had changed to that of a giant who was almost three meters tall. The guy who didn't know what was going on in his mind all day actually picked him up with his legs bent like a child.

My legs were bent and I was held by the other person, my knees were against his chest, and my upper body was shaking and about to fall down. Fei Niao Wu quickly leaned over and put his hands on his shoulders to steady himself. His mind had not yet recovered from the extremely embarrassing situation, and his fingers kept bending, almost digging out a skyscraper for the other two "selves" who were still in the ward.

Help!

It was all because of this crazy guy. What was he hiding for? It turned into a weird social death scene.

The paralyzed boy narrowed his light green eyes slightly and cast a strong condemning look at the top of Hagiwara Kenji's head. After condemning for a long time, he realized belatedly that the scene of a high school student of more than 1.7 meters being picked up and sprinted in the corridor was more socially dead than the three people in the ward.

His hair color was usually very eye-catching, and now he was directly lifted up and turned into a white mushroom that was 2.5 meters tall. It was hard not to be noticed.

Not only did countless passers-by cast subtle and puzzled looks, but even passing nurses and doctors thought something had happened and stopped to come over to help.

... Let's just restart time.

Asuka Kiri silently raised one hand and buried most of his face in the palm of his hand.

As long as no one can see it, I won't be the one who will be socially dead.

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In the ward over there, after Hagiwara Kenji threw out the words "sorry for disturbing you" that seemed to crack the walls, the silence finally became even more bizarre than before.

Kasugawa Shugo could feel how Matsuda Jinpei, who still had his head buried in his neck, froze a little bit, and even stopped crying.

...Help.

The chestnut-haired man lying on the bed silently turned into a world-famous painting and screamed. When he met Tsukiyama Asari's eyes standing at the door, he saw the same collapse in his eyes.

Hagiwara Kenji, you have done so many bad things.

Tsukiyama Asari was stuck outside the door, unable to go in or out. He couldn't run away, and if he went in, he didn't know how to face Matsuda Jinpei, who probably hadn't had time to wipe his tears. Beside

the bed, Matsuda Jinpei paused, then stood up, sat back in the chair, and turned his face to the wall, not letting anyone see his expression.

"Eat some fruit, thank you Mr. Matsuda for waiting here." Tsukiyama Asari, who felt like he had a strange script, walked in with his head held high, and put the fresh-cut fruit and lunch box in his hands beside him. These were all prepared by Amuro Toru, a Poirot clerk.

He didn't look at Matsuda Jinpei, nor did he pay much attention to Kasugawa Shugo who finally woke up. He just walked to the table and picked up the hot water kettle that was equipped in each ward. "...Are you thirsty after sleeping for so long? I'll get some hot water."

The chestnut-haired police officer nodded quickly, indicating that he wanted to drink water. He wanted to use this reason to make Tsukiyama Chori retreat at the speed of light. Who would have thought that as he nodded, the chestnut curly hair that had been all over the place after a day of sleep fell down and brushed against his eyelashes, making him frown.

Tsukiyama Chori's cherry eyes finally fell on the person on the bed. He subconsciously reached out his hand, brushed the tuft of hair aside with his fingertips, and then took the hot water kettle and went out.

The moment he stepped out of the ward and closed the door, he finally showed a relieved look on his face.

Good, I escaped successfully!

The man tried for a long time not to smile at his escape. He bit his lip and tried to suppress his expression to show his worry about the injury of his childhood friend Kasugawa Shugo. He walked quickly to the water heater in the corridor of the inpatient department.

The ward returned to the way it was at the beginning.

After the door was closed, Kasugawa Shugo dared to look at Matsuda Jinpei's face, but the angle he found was too good. When he looked over, his eyebrows and eyes were blocked by black curly hair, and he couldn't see any emotions at all.

...Wait.

He narrowed his honey-colored eyes and finally caught a hint of red on the tip of the ear hidden under the fluffy black hair.

It was a rare occasion to see the other person's childish expression, and the police officer instantly forgot the scary look of the man when he was angry just now. He supported himself on the bed with his hands and tried to sit up, but he didn't expect that because of his action, the man who had been turning his head to look at the wall and refused to look back no matter what, suddenly turned his head and reached out to help him adjust his posture.

Kasugawa Shugo couldn't help laughing. He felt the wound on his abdomen, and after confirming that this action would not squeeze the wound on his abdomen that had been repeatedly ruptured several times, he reached out to wipe Matsuda Jinpei's still wet eyes.

With his other hand, he picked up the mobile phone that he had just thrown on the mattress and typed on the memo.

[It's a pity that I can't take pictures, otherwise this photo must be SSR! "

......You, you probably won't be able to collect all those SSRs before you retire." Matsuda Jinpei finally sneered at the other person's words. He casually held the man's hand that was still wiping his eyes and stuffed it back into the quilt.

It was already October, and the hospital gown was already very thin. The man's hands were really cold. It's better to keep them in the quilt for a while and don't stick them out again.

[Yeah......]

Thinking of the burned photos, Kasugawa Shugo instantly wilted, and it seemed that even his messy chestnut curly hair was drooping limply.

The atmosphere, which had finally eased a little, was brought to another direction by this sentence.

"When you were in the emergency room, did you..." Matsuda Jinpei asked unconsciously. All the suppressed emotions were wiped out by the commotion just now. Now that he calmed down, he didn't know what to say. His clear mind finally came to his mind. The words of the senior last night came to his mind.

I heard from a teammate who had been to the emergency room before that he only felt that he was in a dark place at that time. There was a door with light in the distance in front of him. He knew that his family was waiting for him outside, so he ran desperately towards the door and finally regained consciousness.

What about Kasugawa Shugo? Did he see anything when he was unconscious in the emergency room?

Did he see the door?

Ha, if it was this guy, he would probably just sit there and watch the translucent door getting farther and farther away from him. After all, he was worried that there was no one waiting for him on the other side of the door.

While Matsuda Jinpei was thinking, the other party had already typed a long string of words on the memo and held it up for him to see.

[Actually, I just felt like I was sleeping. I've been too tired recently, so I slept a little longer. It's no different from sleeping on the desk normally!]

"...Sleeping?" The police officer with black curly hair looked a little gloomy. He wanted to ask, do you know how many critical illness notices you were given last night, do you know that you will really fall asleep on the operating table and never wake up again, do you know how... worried the people outside are.

In the end, all those messy words turned into a sigh.

He raised his arm, held the other person's cold hand holding the phone, and stuffed it into the quilt.

"......?" Kasugawa Shugo didn't wait for a long time to hear the next words. He just felt like a big black cat sitting in front of him was shy and unwilling to express himself, and couldn't help but curl his eyes.

I didn't expect that Xiao Zhenping was afraid of being abandoned by me. He was really arrogant. It would be better to just say this directly.

The smile of the chestnut-haired officer had not yet melted the honey in his eyes, and the smile in his eyes was destroyed by the next sentence of the other party.

"Shugo..." Matsuda Jinpei said, and raised his head as he spoke, looking at the other party with his eyes that had just been wet by tears, and even pleading in his voice, "When you feel better, we will accompany you to see a psychiatrist."

......? !

What psychiatrist? ? ?

Kasugawa Shugo's expression gradually became blank, and he tried to look at the other party's face for a long time but couldn't see the slightest joke.

Didn't I have a good rest yesterday.

How come the world has changed? !

His words of refusal were completely blocked by Matsuda Jinpei's expression and attitude, and he could only choke out a vague response from his throat.

Matsuda Jinpei's expression finally relaxed.

Looking at the dark circles under the eyes of the ace police officer of the explosives department, Kasugawa Shugo paused, and suddenly felt that exchanging a psychological consultation for the peace of mind of his friend was a very cost-effective deal.

It's just a psychological consultation, I'm mentally super healthy, what problems can be detected?

Thinking of this, the man finally recovered from the shock of being asked to see a psychologist, he tilted his head towards the table, motioning for the other party to eat.

Anyway, the lunch box that Hagiwara Kenji brought for his childhood friend has already gone into Asuka Kiri's stomach.

On the other hand, Hagiwara Kenji, who had betrayed his childhood friend and gave his lunch box to others, sneezed twice. He quickly turned his head to the side and covered the opened lunch box with his hand.

"... Have you caught a cold?"

The white-haired boy had fish cakes in his mouth, and his left cheek was bulging with a large piece of food. Hagiwara Kenji finally caught the shadow of the boy who used to have some baby fat on his cheeks from this skinny boy, and even his smile deepened a little.

"No, I guess Xiao Zhenping is cursing me in his heart." Knowing exactly what he had just done, the man who was asked couldn't help but twitch his lips, and his eyes flashed with embarrassment because of the scene just now, "You will definitely be severely beaten... You should eat more."

He picked up all the fried chicken nuggets in the lunch box with chopsticks, and still felt that it was not enough, and wanted to add the fish cakes and fried shrimp tempura next to it into the other party's lunch box.

Asuka Mizuki's eyes widened instantly and flashed back, "I can't eat anymore."

Why does this guy act like an old father when he is with him?

The white-haired boy tried hard to swallow the fish cake in his mouth, and almost choked to tears. The two of them were now sitting on a bench in the back garden of the hospital's inpatient department, which was specially designated for patients to walk.

Hearing this, the "old father" frowned and looked at the man next to him carefully.

Perhaps because they had faced explosions and death together, and because he was his younger brother of the same age, Hagiwara Kenji had been paying close attention to Asuka Kiri since the explosion. He didn't expect that the boy had grown into a teenager in the blink of an eye, and in a few years, he would be as tall as himself.

The boy had long white hair but had not had time to trim it. He only tied it into a small bun at the back of his head with a black rubber band, revealing his youthful cheeks and smooth neck. The loose sweater could not cover his obvious collarbone, but made him look smaller because of the loose style. He

held the chopsticks in his bony hands and poked the newly added fried chicken in the lunch box with the tip of the chopsticks. His face was expressionless and he looked very depressed, as if he was very dissatisfied with the people around him.

Unfortunately, Hagiwara Kenji had been with him for seven years and had learned to see what he was thinking through his semi-permanently paralyzed face. He smiled and ruffled his soft white hair. "Your brother's cooking was so delicious, how come you are so thin? There is no meat on your cheeks."

Is he going to reminisce about the past?

Asuka Kiri poked up the fried chicken nuggets and stuffed them into his mouth. Looking at the other person's expression, he still picked the person's favorite food from his lunch box.

Really, being a bomb hostage and receiving a permanent elder with a messy style of card painting, who is also very nagging and irresistible, is really a bit too much.

"Xiao Wu had more flesh on her cheeks then than now." The man really began to recall the past, "She eats so much every day, why doesn't she gain weight..."

The white-haired boy paused.

The other party's words just hit upon a question that he had been thinking about, which was the drug that this body had been injected with in the laboratory six years ago.

The obvious effects of the drug so far appear to be graying of hair, loss of pain sensation, and color blindness. As for other potential factors, it is hard to say.

Nutrition intake is probably one of them. He even gets hungrier than Kasugawa Hiiragi, who does high-intensity exercise every day. Even though Hagiwara Kenji always stuffs him with a lot of snacks, he doesn't show any tendency to gain weight. It's as if there is an unknown monster hidden in his body, secretly eating up most of the nutrients.

What a troublesome physique...

"Wait a minute, I'll go answer the phone first." The words that Kenji Hagiwara was about to say were interrupted by a hurried ring. The man stood up and answered the phone while walking to the side, leaving the boy who was carried all the way down from the fourth floor ward sitting on the bench, worrying about the lunch box that was stuffed full in his hands.

"Click--"

The faint shutter sound rang from a distance, and when it was blown to the boy's ears by the wind, only a faint and indistinguishable sound remained. Asuka Mizuki looked back with some doubts, and his light green eyes swept across the large clumps of flowers behind him. There was nothing except the trees and flowers that were still blooming in autumn. Am I

seeing it wrong?

The boy frowned, a chill ran down his spine, and he felt that the atmosphere around him was not right.

It was an uncomfortable feeling, as if someone was looking at him as if he were a commodity or a pile of money.

The last time he encountered a guy with such eyes was... the bodyguard of Matsuo Kazushi who was knocked unconscious by him in the banquet hall.

"What's wrong?"

When Hagiwara Kenji came back after answering the phone, he saw Asuka Kiri looking around, and he didn't even notice that the chopsticks in his hand had poked his clothes.

"It feels like... someone is looking at me." The boy bit his lip and spoke softly. He didn't want to tell the other party about some uncomfortable situation, so he just said it lightly.

"Pfft... Of course someone will look at you." Hagiwara Kenji ruffled his hair with amusement, "When I was in the police academy, the girl next door looked at me every day."

Thinking of the playboy look of the half-long-haired man, Fei Niaowu's expression finally relaxed. And the moment the other party came back, the strange feeling of being stared at from behind completely disappeared, as if it was just an illusion just now.

As he stretched out his chopsticks towards the tamagoyaki, he reminded the guy next to him who was twelve years older than him not to be picky about food, "Don't pick on carrots."

"What?" The man who was pushing the carrots in the dish to the side was instantly deflated, stuffed the whole piece of carrots into his mouth, and swallowed it all with a painful look on his face, "I was actually supervised by Xiao Wu, what a big failure--"

When he spoke, he did not notice that Fei Niao Wu next to him was lowering his head, and the white hair that was rubbed on his face fell down, blocking the boy's instantly gloomy expression, and even his light green eyes seemed to sink into a darker color.

The hand holding the chopsticks unconsciously tightened, and almost broke the chopsticks in his hand.

He was right just now.

After feeling the strange gaze, Tsukiyama Asari, who was still standing by the water heater and didn't dare to go back to the ward, quickly opened the forum and saw the newly updated comics...

Two black guys whose body features were completely invisible were hiding in the bushes not far away. On the screen in their hands was the profile of a white-haired boy who was eating his meal seriously.

"Is that him?" one of them asked.

"It can't be wrong." Another person sneered with a dark face, and even his eyes widened into an arc that made people feel uncomfortable. "Send the photo, and we'll get the money."

"It's sent." The man muttered while clicking something on his mobile phone, "It's really strange that you said just a photo can do something."

"Why bother so much?! It's enough to get the money."

[Fuck... I was about to laugh because of the peerless ntr famous scene, but the corners of my mouth fell down instantly, 73 is really something]

[Good guy, didn't we just have a crazy ** knife in this chapter? Again? Why again! What are you doing taking a picture of my Wubao?]

[To be honest, I asked someone to take this picture. I paid a lot of money just to get a precious picture of Wubao (dog-head rose.jpg). I haven’t seen his round and plump side face for a long time! #飞鸟鳥霧用剁鸟作鱼餅入口#]

[Ahh, why is there another wave of trouble? I can’t make sense of what happened just now. Does Shuugo really have mental problems? Does he no longer have the ability to be a drug-hunting/drug police officer?]

[It seems that Shuugo’s mental problems are confirmed. Which mentally healthy guy would do a mission like this? It’s completely self-depleting and desperate...

This is not the way to contribute to the people. It seems that he even enjoys the "sense of value" brought by being injured and completing missions.]

[#Character Profile Screenshot# Knock, the official profile says that because Shugo lived with his ancestors when he was young and liked traditional food, did he live with his ancestors after he was born? Maybe his ancestors passed away, and he was taken in by his irresponsible father, but when he was fourteen, his needs in various aspects continued to increase, and it was probably too troublesome to continue raising him, so...

Maybe I'm overthinking it, but... How would Shugo feel about this?

When he didn't understand the meaning of life and death, his ancestors who were very good to him passed away. The child didn't understand what this meant, he only knew that one day, they no longer spoke to him and left. He was taken away by his father whom he had never seen, and he was abandoned when he was fourteen.

It would be strange if he didn't have psychological problems! ]

[Haha... It's just Daozi, who's next, Xiaowu? Come on, I just like Daozi, so sweet, haha...]

[It's useless (Empress Dowager shakes her head.jpg) Pull it down]

Tsukiyama Asari's originally serious expression was blank for a few seconds because of the word "ntr", and finally realized what was strange about the scene just now.

His ears turned red and he quickly flipped down several pages, skipping some strange content, but he quickly stopped when he accidentally saw a reply.

[I think this wave seems to be warming up for this year's theater version. Xiaowu may not be stabbed in the next chapter, but she will be stabbed for two hours in the theater version (Devil's Whisper)]

[Ahhh theater version! ! Have you seen the new trailer? Eight eggs appear again]

[Isn't it the usual operation to have eight eggs? This time, it seems that the focus is on Kirito, which is quite rare. It is said that this time the theater version is connected to the main storyline of the manga]

What theater version trailer?

[That website has it. I saved it. It's the first one in the collection.]

Tsukiyama Asari took a while to react before remembering that there was this thing in the system panel. He quickly exited to watch it. Sure enough, he saw a brand new video in the collection.

[Detective Conan theatrical version "Light Gray Fireworks" theme song released! 90-second trailer released!]

It's this cover that looks... There is something wrong.

Seeing the white-haired boy on the cover who was pulling the cloth on his chest with a painful look on his face, Tsukiyama Asari gritted his teeth secretly.

If it is a movie that has not been released yet, it is estimated that these are things that will happen in the future.

So... this video website that I thought was useless before actually has a function similar to predicting the future at this time.

The man's expression quickly became serious.

In this case, it would be better to absorb more information from this trailer and prepare, so as not to not know how to deal with it in the future.

Tsukiyama Asari clicked on the video.

[The cover is well chosen, and ladies are indispensable]

[See the sealed series]

[Here it comes! Where are you going to blow up this time]

The screen flashed a few times, and large areas of white and red colors were intertwined. It was not shaking, just like the screen of an old TV, and every time it froze, the whole screen was a very sanity-destroying blood red.

"Subject No. 124, no abnormalities in the third phase of the test reagent experiment, prepare for the fourth phase..."

It seems to be a perspective of lying on the laboratory table.

Not long after, an experimenter wearing a medical mask and myopic glasses appeared in the center of the screen. From his hair and exposed eyes, it can be seen that he is a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

He held a tube of test reagent in his hand, looking at the direction of the camera with the same color as looking at an object, and injected the test reagent without hesitation.

"The fourth phase..."

The camera shook violently in an instant, as if the man lying on the laboratory table finally struggled violently. The screen was suddenly filled with various colors, even distorting the surrounding scenery.

"Abnormal... abnormal heartbeat... abnormal breathing..."

The screen went too dark with the last crackling sound.

In less than two seconds, in the quiet bedroom, the white-haired boy who was sleeping on the bed finally struggled to open his eyes, and sat up immediately when he woke up.

His forehead was full of sweat, and he was even breathing faintly. He looked out the window with a light green color. The sun had risen, and the bright sunlight was blocked outside by the curtains.

The white-haired boy was silent for a while, lowered his head, and buried his sweaty face in his hands.

[Is it because of the organization's crappy experiment? ! Ahhhh! ]

[The picture in the dream is in color, I guess even the color blindness is because of the organization's experiment]

[Great! It’s the main storyline movie!!]

[Mist Pokémon woosh woosh woosh——]

As the scene switches to the sunny venue outside, the familiar BGM instantly sounds, and the scene becomes much brighter than before, with the camera focused on the noisy crowd in the museum.

"The much-anticipated art exhibition will be held on March 12 at..."

"This time, the Suzuki Foundation funded the exhibition and brought in famous paintings from all over the world!" The lady with a headband smiled and introduced the paintings to her handkerchief in front of the camera, "And to fit the theme, all of them are works by well-known modern painters."

The scene turned to an exquisite and grand gallery. The girl ran to the exhibition cabinet with a smile, pinched a piece of the curtain, and said with a smile, "This is a big surprise prepared for Brother Chaoli!"

As she spoke, the girl pulled down the curtain, but there was nothing underneath, only a sign explaining the works hanging on the wall.

[What is written!! Why is it raw meat, Kurusi]

["Breeze" Author: Tsukiyama Yukasa]

[Wuwuwu, thank you for the subtitles! ]

[My mother-in-law's painting? Wuwu, thanks to the subtitle team! ]

What followed was a series of tense rushes, and even Inspector Megure and his team showed up. From the constant conversations between the few people and the news reports, it can be seen that several paintings have been stolen, and even bombs have been installed in the exhibition hall. The

crowd suddenly became chaotic. Asuka Kiri followed Mao Lilan and the others out with the crowd, but stopped at the corner.

He turned his head in disbelief, and saw behind the chaotic crowd, there was a middle-aged man wearing a black mask standing against the wall with his arms folded, and he had obviously been staring at him for a long time.

The moment their eyes met, the man smiled and blinked at him with the eyes that appeared in the nightmare at the beginning.

"Xiao Wu?!"

The screen switched again, and several sophisticated instruments and familiar bombs flashed quickly, as well as tall buildings and paintings covered with white cloth. In the firelight, Kenji Hagiwara ran to the top floor through the empty stairs, holding a text message with blurry words on his phone.

Somewhere on the ground, a white-haired boy tightly grasped the cloth on his chest, gasping in pain.

Conan stepped on the pulley to cross the streets and alleys, Suemitsu Sosuke frowned and stared at the exhibition hall, Tsukiyama Asari hurriedly ran through the corridor, and the screen of Sato Miwako loudly evacuating the crowd kept switching, and as the music reached a climax, it finally returned to silence in an instant.

With Conan's voice, a familiar title appeared on the screen.

Outside the screen, Tsukiyama Asari frowned fiercely.

Why are there so many shots of Kenji Hagiwara... Is that guy going to get into trouble? !

The author has something to say:

Thank you for reading!

Thank you so much to Bloody Sky and Yunyan for the deep water fireworks, it cost a lot! Thank you for liking Bobo!

Blood Sky Treasure actually set off fireworks for each child (shock.jpg I'm not good at speaking, so I pulled the children out to thank them.

Wuwu: Asari: Really beautiful fireworks, thank you. How about giving me a new dessert as a reward?

Suemitsu: Thank you. The last time I saw fireworks, it seemed that... No, nothing.

Kogiri: Thank you, very beautiful. (Pause)... I don't know what it will look like in your eyes. (Whispering)

Shuugo (holding up the mobile phone memo): Wow, fireworks! Thank you, talking about fireworks reminds me of the summer festival. I wonder if I will have a day off this year. I want to eat apple candy. Hmm... I hope my throat will be healed by then.

(I didn't catch Ah Miao, he ran away.