The world's No.1 detective doll

"a ha ha ha."

Yingzi scratched the back of her head and laughed a few times, "Yes, it's Yameng."

Sakurako didn't know if she should ask the question 'Why are you dressed like the football baby on TV', but she felt that she should say something at this moment to ease the embarrassment.

"Are you also here to see the transformation of a magical girl?"

"..."

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

It would be better not to speak.

The first one to speak was the blond boy behind Yingzi, his expression looked a little strange.

"Can you... see it too?"

what did you see?The process of transforming into a magical girl?

Yingzi blinked, "I don't think it's hard to see such dazzling special effects."

Oops, they don't really want to erase her memory, do they?

Before Weishi could say anything more, he was interrupted by the bad sweetheart on the opposite side. It seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yingzi and the others for ignoring its existence, and rushed over screaming.

"Bad boy! Bad boy!"

"careful!"

Weishi subconsciously grabbed Yingzi's arm and took her away from the attack range of Bad Sweetheart. The moment the little boy's palm touched the skin, Yingzi choked for breath.

The scorching temperature gradually spread along the texture of the skin, Yingzi's body also stiffened inch by inch according to the temperature.

That just lingered too long.

Yingzi's scalp was almost numb, and her mind went blank. She couldn't care less about the dangerous situation at this time, and even used supernatural powers to shake Weishi away.

"Wait a minute..."

Yingzi fell obliquely to the ground, her bare knees brushed against the ground, blood oozing faintly along the damaged skin.

Bad Honey laughed out loud, "Come be a bad boy with me!"

What cold touch seemed to pass through Yingzi's body and stretched straight into her chest cavity, the severe pain in her heart made Yingzi's eyes turn black.

It seems like something... has been ripped out.

A soul egg glowing with soft white light emerged from Yingzi's chest and floated into the air. With the laughter of the bad sweetheart, the pure white soul egg gradually turned gray and black.

The blood-red cross was shocking, and the black doll rushed out through the eggshell.

"Don't touch me—don't touch me—!"

"Sakura, Sister Sakura...what's going on?!"

The scene in front of her eyes melted into darkness, Yingzi could no longer see anything outside, nor could she hear any sound.

She seemed to have fallen into an invisible black space with no light around her.

"A dream?"

No one responded.

"Yushi?"

There was still silence all around.

Yingzi stood up, but she couldn't touch anything, some voices sounded vaguely, she couldn't hear clearly.

This is where?Shouldn't she really have her memory erased because she ran into the transformation of a magical girl? !

Sure enough, the role of Passerby A can only be treated like this?

Yingzi burst into tears.

'liquor! '

The familiar, rough male voice suddenly echoed in this dark space, the voice seemed to be ringing in Yingzi's ears, and it seemed to be coming from all directions.

No, it's more like... coming out of her head.

'Bring me some wine! '

The voice of memory gradually coincided with the sound that sounded beside my ears, the dim light tore through the darkness, and the picture that was originally buried in the deepest part of memory was forcibly pulled out and projected in all directions.

Everywhere I looked was like a movie theater playing that unbearable memory. Yingzi froze in place, her blood seemed to flow back, her body was cold and her feet were stiff.

'damn it!Didn't you hear me when I asked for wine? ! '

'Old man, my family has no money to buy you wine...'

'No money? !If you have no money, sell that stinky girl for money!I can't stop drinking, do you hear me? ! '

"But Yingzi is still so young..."

Snapped--

The crisp sound of the slap brought the next scene, the thin girl curled up in the corner of the room, the skinny man approached, the wide palm raised and lowered suddenly, and so on.

"Don't touch me—don't touch me—"

The memory surged up like a storm, and the hatched bad sweetheart was stronger than ever. Yameng struggled to stabilize her body, and Yingzi was still in a coma.

"...What a powerful force."

Almost all the guardians have undergone image transformation. Standing opposite the bad sweetheart, Yameng wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Xiao Lan!"

"Ok!"

"heartrd——!"

The whirling pink wand missed the doll.

The original bad sweetheart was purified not long ago, but even the five of them couldn't fight against this bad sweetheart who somehow became so powerful.

The scream of the black doll almost pierced the eardrums, and the cold tears kept rolling down. The dark red color containing powerful energy erupted from the palm of the bad sweetheart instantly, and the guardians were repelled far away.

"Miss Yingzi! Why is this... Miss Yingzi! Can you hear me?"

too strong.

Even Yameng, who has hptyl, can't compete with it.The young boys and girls fell to the ground in embarrassment, exchanging glances full of bewilderment.

"Doll!"

Yameng's eyes lit up suddenly, "Sister Yingzi seems to cherish that doll very much!"

Ranbu, who had pinned all her hopes, was walking around beside the unconscious Yingzi on her short legs.

Even the petite Yingzi is as huge as a mountain to Ranbu, and Luanbu carries it on his back, walking around Yingzi's head as if the leader came to inspect the work.

"No wonder there was such a reaction at that time~"

The scream of the bad sweetheart, Sakurako's unconscious murmur and the scene at the detective agency that day were instantly connected in Ranpo's mind, and they pieced together a complete truth. hat.

Ranpo caught a glimpse of the Guardians trying to charge in that direction.

"Is it bad to bully children?"

He ran to Yingzi's cheek and took a few steps closer, then lifted up and poked the soft flesh on her face.

"Hey, sure enough, everyone can't do without this detective."

"Don't touch me—don't touch me—"

This time it was Sakura's scream.

Even the image of memory can cause her fear, her trembling, Sakurako curled up in the dark space.

The sharp fragments of the wine bottle scratched the scarred arm, and the bright red blood rushed out, and the carpet was instantly stained red with blood.

It seems that the large and small scars found on the body before began to ache, as if every scar was recalling, and the wounds of different origins were all crying, churning blood, and screaming and wailing from every pore.

"Help me...please...someone save me..."

She couldn't tell whether it was a memory or a reality, and the pain seemed to sweep over again.

Sakura gasped heavily.

"Yushi..."

No one responded.

"Yameng..."

There was still silence all around.

The faint light seemed to light up from a distance, and Yingzi squinted her eyes, looking a little unreal.

In the second that Yingzi was in a trance, the light suddenly spread out, carrying a temperature hotter than the sun, tearing through the curtain of memories and rushing in.

"Mosimoxi~"

Someone's voice finally came in.

"Idiot Sakurako, can you hear me?"