Conan and I start the hell-level main line

It was the middle of the night and all the passengers on the Aphrodite had fallen asleep. The cabin corridor was so quiet that one could almost hear one's own heartbeat.

Chiyoyu's room was in a dim corridor, with only the light bulbs between them emitting a sparse glow. Chiyoyu walked out dressed in black and wearing a hat, looking around vigilantly.

After making sure that there was no one around, he ran outside stealthily.

And in this corridor atmosphere that looks like a horror movie, a second door opens at this time.

A well-dressed and handsome man walked out and stared indifferently at Qian Daiyu who was leaving.

He held a piece of paper in his hand, on which was written a person's personal information and a photo, [Codename: Taketsuru, Name: Chiyo Yu]

If there was anyone present, they would be able to recognize that this person was Karasuma Haruki, who had dinner with the Yashiro father and daughter not long ago.

It's obvious that Karasuma Haruki came here with some plans.

Chiyoyu, after taking several detours and hiding from the crew members on guard, finally arrived at the door of the cold storage.

He took out the master key that the organization had casually developed from his pocket and opened the door of the cold storage.

Facing the pure cold air flow, Qianyi Yu took out a notebook, walked in, and looked at the large boxes in the cold storage room with fresh ingredients already exposed.

Chiyoyu wasn't interested at all. She went straight to the huge boxes piled up in the depths and started counting them.

"There are two hundred in total. We need to confirm them tonight. Once they are correct, we can hand them over on Yashiro Island."

Chiyoyu murmured to himself that this large box of meat would not be used by the chefs to cook, as the best meat was the property of the organization.

Of course, if you dare, I don't recommend adding almond flavoring.

Behind her, outside the cold storage, Karasuma Haruki, who had been following and monitoring her, silently memorized this place and that thing in his mind, and found the place where the organization hid it.

Afterwards, Karasuma Haruki left here, appearing like a ghost and disappearing like a ghost, a very classic style of special agents.

……

On the deck of the Aphrodite, the dark sea was right in front of one's eyes, but here, it seemed like a mirrored empty world, and people there seemed to be walking on a mirror.

Purple-rhythm dark stars, silver soul pure moon, red comets rain down from the sky, and gray clouds rise from the sea.

Those who have this view in their hearts and minds, looking at the magnificent world, will all sigh for themselves.

The night is often melancholy, accompanied by lonely souls. The black sea is like an abyss, and looking at it is one's own chaotic heart.

Sanhuajiu stood on the deck, leaning against the railing, looking at the endless black sea. The gentle sea breeze blew away his hood, allowing him to be his true self for a short while.

It has been a long time since I have been so quiet and alone. It is really... Oh, it is so sad.

"The sea is pure black, and you can't see anything. Just like me, I have nothing." Sanhuajiu leaned on the railing, holding his forehead, his black hair swaying in the wind.

It is just like my own shaking heart and shaking life, like a lonely boat on the sea, without direction, drifting without support.

There seemed to be a lighthouse in the distance. Sanhuajiu straightened up, and a different light flashed in his usually dark eyes.

Unfortunately, in the darkness, on the gradually receding route, the lights seemed to be eroded and the light was disappearing.

"Tell me, what would happen if I died? Humph, there is nothing worth staying in this miserable world anyway."

"Nothing."

The darkness is not scary. What is scary is that you cannot see clearly what is ahead, or even that you cannot see anything ahead at all.

In this world, no one has ever been unintentional from the beginning.

[You like the salty smell of the sea breeze, stepping on the wet sand, you said that people's ashes should be scattered into the sea. You asked me where I would go after I died, whether there was anyone who loved me, whether the world would no longer...] (BGM "Under the Sea")

Sanhuajiu was stunned, his eyes were gloomy again, lifeless and dull, and he said coldly: "Where does this song come from in the middle of the night?"

A crew member who was on patrol and watching short videos happened to pass by. He was so engrossed in watching short videos that he didn't even notice there was someone here.

No distractions? Haha.

The crew was so frightened when they heard the noise on the deck that they almost dropped their cell phones.

"Ahem, there are still people here so late. Go back to sleep. You know that no one is allowed to be on the deck at night?" The crew member awkwardly put on the look of an elder scolding and said with two dry coughs.

Sanhuajiu looked at him coldly, standing there expressionless and unmoved.

The crew member said impatiently: "Hey, I'm talking to you. Judging from your age, you should be a high school student. You still need to grow taller. Go back to bed!"

The crew looked at his handsome young face and thought that he had failed in love and was trying to commit suicide, so they wanted to call him back.

"You're wearing all black, like you're cosplaying, you... uh uh!!"

The body of the young man reflected in the crewman's eyes instantly enlarged and rushed towards him. When he reacted, the crewman's neck was tightly strangled by Sanhuajiu.

The crew tried to pry his hands apart, but they were too strong and held down tightly. What the crew saw in their horrified eyes was a young man who had lost all feelings for life.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and his entire body was the gray of death. The crew members were stunned by the horrifying fear.

“Help…Help…” The crew members’ cries for help and their struggles became weaker and weaker, and finally, they were dead.

Sanhuajiu picked up the crew member's body and threw it into the dark sea, leaving him to sink.

Sanhuajiu put on his hood again, a shadow covering his face, "I am really sick. Why do I have nothing to do but think about these messes? Emotions, inner thoughts? What ridiculous things."

"The world kissed me with pain, so I will repay the world a hundredfold. I have already walked into the abyss, how can I escape from the swamp?"

Sanhuajiu, with the sea on his back, still walked ruthlessly back to the place that belonged to him.

At this time, Sanhuajiu's cell phone rang. Sanhuajiu snorted coldly, "Don't interrupt my momentum, bastard."

When he took it out and looked at it, it was a message from the decision-making group. Looking at the content, Sanhua Jiu was stunned. Plan changed?

"Yitelin, Karasuma Haruki?" Sanhua Jiu pondered the most eye-catching words in the message he saw and smiled coldly.

Huh, huh, huh, yeah, anyway, that thing is almost gone, and I was worrying about how to confirm Taketsuru's innocence.

It really comes to my doorstep, a big scene, a big panic, which is what I like to see.