Everyone is urging me

[In my impression, the rain fell very quickly that night. ]

[I looked up to know the expression of the person opposite, but maybe I was too tired, or maybe it was raining too much, and the lights were too bright, which blurred my eyes, and I stared for half a day, but couldn't see clearly. ]

["Aren't you willing to tell the truth at this point?" I heard his voice, with the usual coldness of members of the organization, "Where did you hide the list?"]

["If you hand over the list, I can make you die faster."]

[I suddenly felt a little ridiculous. ]

[Obviously my identity and his are the same, we are both undercover agents, just because I was there on the day Scotland was killed by Ley, he put me into the hostile camp. ]

[I feel angry. ]

[The anger overwhelmed my reason, preventing me from telling him that Scotland is still alive at this perfect time when I am not being monitored by the organization. ]

[I closed my eyes, not wanting to see his indifferent gaze. ]

["I won't say it." With a blank face, I rejected the retreat he wanted to leave me, "Just kill me, one day, my companions will completely eradicate you."]

[I said things that would not come true. ]

[With my eyes closed, I couldn't see his hand raising the gun and hesitated for a moment.Those rare purple-gray pupils, apart from the anger I saw, were more complicated with approval and regret. ]

[Of course he already recognized that I was also an undercover agent. ]

[Even chasing me here this time, he did it deliberately, wanting to play a good show for the organization. ]

[But what he didn't expect was that, facing the hints placed in front of my eyes, not only did I fail to maintain my daily wisdom to guess the true meaning, but I even rushed to a dead end. ]

[He doesn't understand. ]

[I have insisted on the red camp countless times, and half of my failures are attributed to how neurotic I have become when I died indirectly and directly at the hands of people in the same camp. ]

[Of course he won't understand. ]

[Until the next restart, he still won't know what mistake he made. ]

[ha--]

[He won't even know about my death. ]

[A death brought about by "their" hands. ]

[I did not hear the gunshot for a long time. ]

[I opened my eyes and saw him pointing a gun at me. ]

["Why don't you shoot?"]

[I question him. ]

["Bourbon, shoot!"]

[Almost a reenactment of the scene. ]

[I shouted out his code name paranoidly, once again reminding him of his current identity and the reality of no retreat. ]

[Footsteps. ]

[Not one of Rye's intruding between us this time. ]

[The people who come will only be code members who are loyal to the organization. ]

["boom--"]

[This time, he finally killed me without hesitation. ]

[The one who came to the scene was Gin Jiu who found my trail and rushed to execute me, but was a step behind. ]

I was awakened by a nightmare.

Although I was preparing afternoon tea, Zhu Fu Jingguang, or should be called Scotland (after all, no longer the identity of the red party), who always paid attention to me, noticed my frightened expression.

He frowned worriedly, "Ah Chao? Did you have a nightmare? Your complexion is not very good."

Scotch was still a teenager without a mustache, but he was as gentle and patient as ever.

Scottish eyes are beautiful.

Although I prefer double eyelids myself, but seeing the phoenix eyes on the corners of his eyes, I think that is also good.

"Well, I had a nightmare." I rubbed my eyes habitually.

When Scotland said not to rub your eyes with your hands, which is bad for eyesight, I reacted very quickly to complain to him to avoid being preached by "male mother".

"Jing Guang, I dreamed that Zero bullied me! Help me teach him a lesson!"

"Hey, don't turn your anger into reality for things in your dreams!"

At this time, the cooking skills are not very good, Jiang Gu Ling, who can only help Scotland in the kitchen, and the current member of the organization, Bourbon, deliberately begged for mercy, "Hiro, you don't really plan to avenge the young lady, do you?"

"But it's Zero, you really scared Ah Chao." Scotland placed the last layer of bread on the sandwich, "Well, although it was in a dream."

"So, how can things in dreams be taken seriously." Bourbon split the sandwich bread into two for Scotland and turned it into a qualified sandwich.

The crisp and sharp knife cut the bread neatly, "... Zhao, what is your expression? Are you really angry?"

I snorted softly, turning my head away.

Scotland gave me a doting look, and faced the sight of his friend asking for help with an expression of helplessness.

"No way, are you so angry?" After placing the sandwich on a plate, pouring two glasses of different wine and a glass of milk, Bourbon remembered to ask me the specific content, "What did you dream about?"

Bourbon, also young, didn't look too different from his future self.

He is shorter, his face is more tender, and his voice is more clear and clear than that of a teenager.

Thinking of this, even if I have the same configuration now, I still feel that he has maintained a childlike face that makes people jealous since he was a teenager.

So I, who originally said that just to tease them, now really have the idea of ​​teaching Bourbon a lesson.

"It's nothing." I pretended to be indifferent, "I just dreamed that Ling pointed a gun at me and killed me."

The originally relaxed atmosphere dissipated because of my words.

In fact, I still lied.

That was not a dream at all.

The so-called dream is actually the reality that I encountered in other Conan pits before I finally chose this novel.

I was actually killed by Zero Furutani who called himself Bourbon.

More than once.

And it wasn't just his stance of being undercover, either.

But the truth, I will not tell them.

After all, no matter how immersive it is, I can tell the difference between "now" and "past".

For Scotland and Bourbon, what I call a dream is really just a nightmare.

But even so, they still looked serious together.

Scotland even turned its attention to the somewhat distressed wave itself.

"Zero."

"I won't be like that in my dream, Hiro...I'll never do that."

Bourbon knew what he wanted to say without being questioned by his friends.

At the same time, he also understood that the friend's words were not to doubt his position, but to let him find a way to dispel my doubts.

So after Bourbon finished speaking, he came to me directly with the sandwiches that had been placed.

He first put the glass of milk on the glass round table where I just had a nap, and then put down the plate for me like a waiter, "It's my fault, don't be angry."

"Next time, if you meet that ignorant me in a dream, call me by my name?"

"I won't let anyone hurt you, and neither will I."

"Even if it's a dream."

"Just remember that."

The charming "Toru Amuro" in the future has already begun to emerge at this moment.

Even the combination of the youthful appearance and the skillful and seasoned movements, the lethality is even greater than that of him in the future.

At least, my face control was a critical blow.

What is there to say?

I wasn't that interested in black-skinned characters until I met Rei Furutani.

I was appeased by the beauty and immediately calmed down.

But it would be too simple for me to just let him go.

So I didn't touch the milk he handed me, and I didn't directly respond to his promise to me. Instead, I said, "I'm the same age as you, and I'm already an adult...why do you drink wine while I'm milk? "

"But a certain adult, isn't he still angry with his good partner because of the dream?"

"If you say it again, I will really let Jing Guang teach you for me."

Bourbon surrendered.

Both he and Scotland rarely let me drink on the grounds that alcohol is not a good thing.

But he and Scotland often drink because of the mission.

So upon hearing my request, Bourbon inevitably gave his friend a questioning look.

"Hiro?"

"You decide."

The one who was not offended laughed so that it had nothing to do with him, "After all, I didn't make Ah Chao angry."

This is Scotland realizing that I'm giving bourbon a run for its money.

Bourbon was quite helpless about this.

But I am happy with the status quo.

"Okay." The blond boy winked at me, "'Old rules'? Drink this glass of wine, and stop venting your anger."

The old rule is not to forgive each other for drinking.

But as a member of the organization, the wine ordered is related to his code name.

So when he asked me this, it meant that he agreed to my behavior of exchanging milk for wine.

So I nodded.

I am satisfied.

The milk was not taken away.

It's just that next to it, there is another glass of white wine that is only as wide as the width of a fingernail.

This wine is transparent, clear but not light, thick but not bright.

But as long as you smell it, you can know that it is a glass of strong wine.

That's why Bourbon only poured me a sip. I don't like to drink this kind of alcohol, and I can't keep my sanity after getting drunk.

That being said.

Although I don't like drinking, they can all be treated differently that I can't. Sometimes it makes me unconvinced and feels excluded.

Even if I know, their original intention is for my sake.

So I occasionally want to have a couple of willful conversations, and they pretend to stop them, but they acquiesce.

I drank the wine, unsurprisingly, I couldn't accept the strength of the liquor.

But I just kept a calm expression.

However, the teenagers who have been with me for several years and are already familiar with each other, did not miss my behavior of directly touching the milk next to me after drinking.

The teenagers looked at each other.

They all saw the smile of "as expected" in each other's eyes.

I pretend nothing happened.

To suppress the taste of alcohol in my mouth, I picked up the sandwich and took a bite.

"Speaking of which, Zero, you and Jing Guang have both graduated." I counted the time and asked them, "Are you really planning to go to Dongda together? What about after graduation?"

"After graduation, Hiro and I will take the civil service exam." Bourbon followed me and sat down on the chair next to me, "The goal is the 'professional group'."

Although this is consistent with the direction of the original (except for the position), I still feel that it is a bit subtle.

Think about a real wine who would take the initiative to enter the police academy...

Is it true that "a teenager who is a member of the organization decides to go to the police department as an undercover agent, but is sent back to the organization as an undercover agent by the police department" to form an infinite set of dolls?

"...Grandpa suggested?"

"No, it was decided after discussing with me, Zero." It was Scotland who answered me, "To accomplish our goal, it is necessary to have government-related forces and information."

He sat on the other side of me, tilted his head and smiled at me, "It just so happens that Zero's resume was forged very well, and my identity...it's very reasonable to go to the police academy."

This is true.

Of course I didn't mean to stop it.

It's more interesting that way.

How many times have I failed to save the police academy team... Hehe, I will have to get it back in the future.

So I gave them a smile back.

"That's it."

"It would be great if you could meet interesting classmates."

That way I can give them back one by one the scares I have received in the past.

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The author has something to say:

Again!

The heroine’s real name is Jiang Chao, Jiang Hai’s, Chaoyang’s Chao (zhao), and her real name is used in this volume (although the original setting of the novel is a mixed race of Chinese and Japanese, but the heroine used the authority to change some of the settings, and decided to real name)!

In terms of age, it is still early from the original.

At the same age, the heroine and the police academy team have just come of age, and have just finished the college entrance examination.

Although this chapter is 11 years before the start of the plot, don't forget it, because the timeline will be jumped soon... The heroine and their acquaintance and stories are written slowly.

After everything is explained, it's time for Conan to play.

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读者“咪了个喵喵”，灌溉营养液＋182021-09-1008：07：53