My NPC is going to make real wine today

The person who came was Hagiwara Kenji after disguise.After entering the room, he found a chair and sat down familiarly, it seemed that he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

"I thought the big star was busy." In just a short period of time, Hagiwara Kenji's vest became a rookie's favorite show, and Qing Shuiliang can see his posters walking on the street-although this may not be without the help of the police. .Even Qing Shuiliang himself paid out of his own pocket and bought a lot of merchandise for him to sell.

He even opened a few trumpets for free as a fifty-cent navy for him.

Kenji Hagiwara raised his eyelids, the face made by Ryo Shimizu was so beautiful that it seemed to have its own light in the darkness.He smiled helplessly, lazily bent his elbows and put them on the edge of the table.

"I've been here a few times, but you're not here, why are you back tonight?"

Actually, what I wanted to ask was what happened, but Hagiwara Kenji knew that even if he didn't say clearly, Shimizu Ryo would know what he meant.She would naturally say what she wanted to say, and what she didn't want to say, I'm afraid it would be useless for him to ask.

"Come back and get some things, I won't come back again. It will become dangerous here in the future, so don't come here again."

Qing Shuiliang didn't seem to know how to write the words round and round.

Hagiwara Kenji was not surprised.In fact, he had a faint premonition, but now it was just confirmed.He was glad that he appeared here at this moment.Otherwise, seeing Qing Shuiliang's appearance, it doesn't seem like he would say goodbye to him.

This little girl became more ruthless as she grew older.

"With her?" He looked at the strange woman in the room, who smiled at him, "You have so many strange friends."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Qing Shuiliang stuffed the necessary things into the backpack indiscriminately, and began to chase away the passengers, "Hurry up, remember, you can't come again in the future. No one will be in danger again." I'm going to save you."

Curacao had been quietly sitting aside and waiting for her obediently. Qing Shuiliang was afraid that she would be bored, so he took a small cake from the refrigerator and handed it to her.

While packing things, Shimizu Ryo hummed softly—Hagiwara Kenji carefully identified it, and it seemed to be a Japanese folk song.The original song was sad and tactful, and it sang to her like a spring outing song for elementary school students.

"Give way—" Hagiwara Kenji pushed the chair back with his body weight to make way for her, Shimizu Ryo walked over and grabbed a little rabbit doll.Then he took out the snack box he gave her, digging out things like a hamster.

If she didn't know that she was going to escape for her life, she would really look like a primary school student on a spring outing.

Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help laughing.

"Is it just the two of you going together? That guy Amuro should think of a way to get the police to provide a witness protection plan, but you refused?" He asked himself and answered, "With your character, it really doesn't look like you will agree."

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Qing Shuiliang was overwhelmed by chores, and he became rude in speaking.She had to get out before Gin wanted to come here to find clues, and she didn't know how long the transmitter she threw to Peppa Pig would last for her.

Kenji Hagiwara sighed, "You protect yourself, Amuro and I will work hard to remove the organization from Japan as soon as possible, and then you can come back and live a free life."

"Yeah." Qing Shuiliang promised him first on the surface, "I know, why are you getting more and more verbose?"

Curacao finished eating the small cake, quietly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and then stuffed another small piece of plastic bread into the backpack that Qing Shuiliang prepared for her.

"Do you like the taste?"

Curacao nodded.

"I'll buy it for you next time."

"There is still a living person here." Kenji Hagiwara depressedly helped Shimizu Ryo zip up the backpack.

"Hmm," Qing Shuiliang comforted him, "Do you want to eat cake too?"

There was no more cake on the table, Curacao quickly put his backpack on his back and looked carefully at Kenji Hagiwara.Hagiwara Kenji was incapable of anger - this was the first time a woman showed such an obvious look of defense and vigilance towards him.

he got hurt.emotional trauma.

The cheerful spring outing songs of elementary school students over there are still going on, setting off the sadness with music scenes.

"never mind--"

He sighed and took off the amulet pendant that he had worn for many years from his neck.

"come here."

"what are you doing?"

"Borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and return things to their original owners." His tone was full of nostalgia and tenderness, "I always thought that I can live smoothly until today must be thanks to the blessing of the amulet you gave me. Now, you are more dangerous than me, and you are more dangerous than me. I need it more. I can't be by your side, so I hope it can protect you instead of me."

"There's no reason to take back what you gave away?" Qing Shuiliang refused: "Since you think it can bless you, then keep it."

Hagiwara Kenji shook his head, he was very firm.

"This is yours, it's time to let it protect you." He forcefully stuffed the amulet into Qing Shuiliang's hand, and the amulet still carried his warm body temperature, gently scalding Qing Shuiliang's palm.He smiled slightly, with a warm light in his eyes, "But I have a request. When everything is over, you will give me a new amulet."

You know what we call this kind of flag?This is not a nonsense.

If the consumption continues, everyone may have to face Gin when they go out, Shimizu Ryo didn't refuse anymore, put away the amulet, and then ruthlessly swept Kenji Hagiwara out of the house.

"I have emailed you the skills and essentials of disguise. Remember to read it. If you don't understand, just ask Conan. He has practiced in Hawaii, and he knows everything." Ignoring Kenji Hagiwara's head full of question marks, Shimizu Liang Chong waved his hand, and a bright and bright smile flashed on his cheek, "Goodbye."

Hagiwara Kenji was infected by her smile, and laughed too, forgetting the doubt, "Goodbye."

He didn't know at that time that the goodbyes of the two people had different meanings.

Qing Shuiliang's performance is so natural, anyone who sees her will feel that she has a plan in her chest.Hagiwara Kenji had seen her methods, so he didn't doubt whether she could successfully hide from the organization's sight.

He thought that even if we parted sometimes, we would still meet each other.It's like the years when Shimizu Liang went abroad.It's just a wait.

Those days are called waiting until the day you meet someone.In anticipation of that day, the days before that have been endowed with long and short meanings.From the moment he parted, he was looking forward to the day when he would meet her again.

So he doesn't know that not all waiting has a return date.

That was the last time he and the woman named Qing Shuiliang met.

Just as encounters are unexpected, most partings in this world are also caught off guard in a turn.Passed by each other, and continued to go away, wading through a long river of time, it took a long time to realize that the time for parting had already come.

It turns out that goodbye has already been said.

"Where are we going?" Curacao asked.Qing Shuiliang and Curacao were standing on the street with a backpack on their backs.The dark sky seemed to fall on the top of people's heads, and at some point, the moonlight was swallowed by layers of dark clouds. "It looks like it's going to rain."

Qing Shuiliang also made a face change for himself—the long black hair turned into light brown curly short hair, he stepped on height-enhancing shoes, his chest was bound by bandages, and he was hidden under the white sweater. His figure became more and more slender and thin .A pair of dark red eyes blood-like.He looked like a young man in his early twenties.

Curacao stood behind her, following her gaze.It was a very ordinary apartment. It was late at night, and every window was dark with lights, quietly gazing at the night wind that cooled the moonlight.

What are you looking at?Curacao thought.

Curacao has no previous memories. For her, this night was the first time she met the woman in front of her.She took her away from the police, and she wandered aimlessly with her.

Strange to say, Curacao never doubted whether Qing Shuiliang would harm her.From the first time she saw her, she believed in her, like a fish, believing that the current of the sea will bring her back to the other side.

She stood before her now, with a strange expression on the face that was hidden behind the unfamiliar mask.It seems to be mixed with sadness, nostalgia, reluctance, and mourning, and finally the pupils are emptied, as if the mind is also sucked away by the dark window.

Ever since Curacao met Qingshuiliang, she has been smiling.Like a small sun that keeps shining, it illuminates the haze so that there is nowhere to hide.

Seeing such an expression suddenly, Curacao was a little surprised——does she also have sad times?

But that expression was fleeting, like the illusion of a bird flying over the mountains. Curacao blinked, and she smiled lightly and said: "Just wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Qing Shuiliang changed his voice, and his voice was a deep and elegant male voice.

After Curacao nodded, Qing Shuiliang walked to the mailbox at the door of the house and slipped a postcard out of his backpack.The destination written on the postcard is on the opposite side.

The cold air at night seemed to be condensed into icicles, and drops of dim moonlight fell on the smooth surface of the postcard, which fell into the stomach of the mailbox with a "boom" under the gaze of the blood-colored pupils.

Qing Shuiliang rubbed his eyes on the mailbox to confirm the location of the postcard, then patted the ashes on his hands that didn't exist, and put his hands on his hips - it's a bit strange to do this action with the current shape. "Okay! Let's go—"

What to say to Bourbon, Shimizu Ryo thought for a long time.Too much to say, too little to say, and finally just a goodbye.

Worried that this would be too indifferent, I added a sentence later: Go to bed early, don't stay up late, and don't catch a cold.

Perhaps she was too worried about whether the aborigines living in Conan's world, where the weather changes so unpredictablely, would catch a cold.

Qing Shuiliang sneezed, thinking this way, when she raised her head, she saw the familiar white Mazda passing by her.

She was so scared that she almost stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator.

"What's wrong?" Curacao, the co-pilot, looked at Qing Shuiliang suspiciously.This man seems to have regarded this escape as a trip.Even though he was trying to be serious, his eyes couldn't help being curious and excited.

"It's nothing." Qing Shuiliang felt lingering fear.

fortunately.Otherwise, he would almost be caught by Bourbon.

It seems to be relieved a little early.Qing Shuiliang turned into the street, and there was a roadblock at the intersection in front of him. Junfengjian Yuya with strange eyebrows was guarding there with a few police officers.

Qing Shuiliang thought about the possibility that these people were not blocking her.

"Tsk." She raised her eyebrows a little impatiently. "It doesn't make people worry about it in the end." She made a "shh-" gesture to Curacao, "Don't make a sound later, just lip-sync with what I said."

Curacao nodded.

Kazami Yu also dutifully arranged checkpoints at several major intersections in the vicinity according to Fugu Rei's instructions, and the vehicles entering and exiting must be checked-according to Fugu Rei's speculation, Shimizu Ryo is likely to return to himself tonight Home.

Although it is difficult for Kazami Yuya to understand, isn't it going home at this time?Furutani Rei was rushing to Shimizu Ryo's home to check the situation, what Kazami Yu had to do was to make sure Shimizu Ryo was not mixed with the vehicles that were about to leave this area.The reason that the police used to block the application was of course forged.

If the black cherry can be cut off and brought back to the police, of course it will be good for them, and there will be no harm.But Kazama Yu also thought that his boss wanted to find Qingshuiliang at this time, and the reason for bringing her back probably had nothing to do with any consideration of interests.He was just worried about her safety.

Although this seems unnecessary to Kazami Yuya.

Concerned about chaos, when he thought of this word, he couldn't help thinking that perhaps it would be better for Mr. Jianggu to separate from Black Cherry.

Will there really be a good result if the two continue to entangle?Despite such doubts, Kazami Yuya still strictly and conscientiously carried out the order.

Even late at night, there are not too few vehicles driving on the streets of Tokyo.A social animal who was on a business trip late at night was released, and a couple of young people who looked like a couple sat in the next black sports car.

After stopping the car in front of the roadblock, the man in the driver's seat slowly raised his eyes, and Kazami Yu also saw a swamp-like dark red color on his expressionless face.He couldn't help shivering.

The man seemed to be of mixed race, with fair skin and short, slightly curly light brown hair.

"Good evening." His eyes glanced around Kazama Yuya slowly, his slightly cool voice sounded careless and mocking. "Is this arresting any suspect, Mr. Inspector?"

Kazami Yuya explained the reasons that the police made up earlier in a business-like tone, with a hint of a smile in his dark red eyes, "Well, I hope the police officer catches the suspect soon. My wife and I are planning to go to Hokkaido A vacation has absolutely nothing to do with something so horrible."

Looking closer, those eyes are like rubies made of blood.It's about to rain, and the cool wind is carrying water vapor, and the eyes are also wet.The personality is different from Kazami Yuya's imagination. The man seems to have a lively personality and is also very talkative. At the moment, the police officer's eyebrows look very happy and he talks about whether he has a girlfriend. Do you need to introduce one for him? .

Finally, the man's wife seemed to be unable to stand it any longer, and cried out impatiently: "Ananda, we should go."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man smiled apologetically, "I feel like I hit it off with the police officer."

He flew over with a wink, causing Kazami Yuya to feel a chill.He still prefers the indifferent and distant demeanor of a man when he first saw a man.

At this moment, a few more cars were parked behind.When Kazami Yuya looked back, he found that Rei Fuguya was also coming, and the white Mazda was parked by the side of the road. His face was not very good, and it seemed that he did not find any trace of Shimizu Ryo.

The man who had been released did not leave, but leaned one arm on the car window and looked out leisurely. "Mr. Police Officer, is that gentleman also one of yours?"

Kazami Yuya followed his gaze and boldly guessed that he was talking about Mr. Furutani who was going this way.

"So handsome." The man whistled a frivolous whistle and raised his eyebrows. "Could you please introduce me?"

Kazami Yu also wandered between "You can go" and "You're joking", and couldn't help but said, "Don't you have a wife?"

The man made a shy expression, "That is to say, my wife doesn't mind three people."

"Well, I don't mind." The good-looking lady on the co-pilot said in a nice voice.But his face looked a little strange.

See a psychiatrist as soon as possible if necessary.

"You can go, please leave as soon as possible, don't block the traffic." Before Fugu Ling walked over, Kazami Yuya held back his heart attack and hurried away.

"Come on, officer." The man winked again with those ruby-like clear and beautiful eyes, "Tell that gentleman for me that I really like him."

Kazami Yu was unmoved, and continued to deal with business, "Sir, please leave as soon as possible, and don't interfere with official business."

The man shrugged, seemingly helpless. "What I said is true."

Yes, but not necessary.

Then the black sports car flew out of Yuya Kazami's sight.

"How's the situation?" Jiang Gu Ling asked after approaching.

"No abnormality." For the sake of his boss's mental health, Kazami Yu didn't mention that insignificant episode, "She may not have come here, or she hasn't left yet."

Jiang Guling frowned, lost in thought.

Qing Shuiliang brought Curacao to Hokkaido.The black sports car was thrown at the foot of the mountain by two people, and one of them went up the mountain with a backpack on his back.

"The organization basically has no stronghold in Hokkaido, and it will take a lot of effort to find it. We can play with confidence."

There are many beautiful snow-capped mountains in Hokkaido, and the places under the mountains are still warm, but there are still luxuriant cherry blossoms.A long meandering river is tied on the neck of the snow-capped mountain, and the water is covered with light pink cherry blossoms.Little river lights are shining faintly.

Compared to avoiding the organization's pursuit, Curacao felt that Qing Shuiliang seemed more purely for fun.Although he is a patient with amnesia, Curacao, with his shallow knowledge, boldly believes that those who have no escape will roast skewers with one hand and marshmallows with the other, dance while walking, and even tease the elementary school students on the side of the road.

"You're right, there's no point in running for your life if it's not for fun."

Is that right?

The two booked a homestay halfway up the mountain. The □□colorful distant mountains send birdsong and cool breeze.

"If you only had three days left, what would you do?" Qing Shuiliang asked suddenly.

Curacao couldn't answer, so he asked her: "What about you, what would you do?"

"Tomorrow's I don't know, today's I want to see snow."

Curacao nodded, "So you came to Hokkaido specifically?"

"It's a pity that it's still spring here, and there's only snow on the mountains." Qing Shuiliang said regretfully.

The two lived in a room on the second floor of the homestay. The windows opened to the mountains in the distance and the endless sky.Qing Shuiliang likes to sit at the window and look out when he is free, and asks that he is waiting for winter.

The owner of the homestay has a high school student son. Qing Shuiliang met him for some reason. The two have similar tastes, and they get together every day to tease chickens and dogs. The small town became famous within two days.

The innumerable crimes of the two include but are not limited to stealing tempura freshly fried in the kitchen, smashing the windows on the second floor while playing tennis, and winning a game with elementary school students until they went home crying and sued... Curacao follows every day Qing Shuiliang apologized and lost money behind his butt, and his business level is now very proficient.

The two still maintain that disguise, and they are still husband and wife in name.

The owner of the homestay often asks her: "Have you considered divorce?"

Curacao: "..."

Sorry, it's not over yet.

The boss is very serious: "My son can't just throw it away after he's useless after training, but my husband can."

"I will seriously consider it." Qing Shuiliang once again took Izumi Shan Takuto, the son of the owner of the hotel, out for rowing, but the two of them fell into the water, and even scared away the big fish that the anglers on the bank almost got. The man came to the door to complain fiercely, and Curacao said so to the boss after apologizing skillfully.

Turning her head, Qing Shuiliang looked at her pitifully, carrying the dying fish that came from nowhere, "I want to eat grilled fish with salt."

Curacao: "..."

If you want to eat and make it yourself, what do you watch me do?

At this time, the boss poked his head out suspiciously: "Why is this fish so similar to the ornamental fish I keep in the hall?"

It was the ornamental fish that made Qing Shui cold and sighed how beautiful it was at the first sight.

Qing Shuiliang praised sincerely: "You really have a discerning eye."

Then the boss chased her for two blocks.

Curacao still doesn't know what path is really suitable for her, but she clearly knows that she will have high blood pressure after living this kind of life for a few days.

No wonder I heard rumors that gin has high blood pressure...Huh?Gin?Who is that?

The trance memory flashed away, Curacao froze for a moment.

Curacao's memory was restored very casually, and she didn't tell Qing Shuiliang for the time being.This small town in Hokkaido is about to usher in a grand event, and the son of the mayor is getting married.Of course, the wedding should be held in the most solemn place.

In the middle of the street where the B&B is located, a very luxurious hotel has just been built.It rises from the ground in a small town, like a shining pearl.The wedding will be held here in three days.

Izumiyama Takuto said that 80.00% of this hotel is invested by the Suzuki consortium, and it seems that he also took a fancy to the town's future tourism development potential.

Qing Shuiliang walked around the door of the hotel that was not yet open to the public, and commented on Curacao: "It looks like it's worth blowing up."

His words are serious.

"You think someone's going to plant a bomb?"

Qing Shuiliang asked: "Has the building of Suzuki's house been bombed?" Those who have not been bombed are embarrassed to list their genealogy.

Curacao thought about it, but she really couldn't refute it... Then she suddenly realized—"You know I recovered my memory?" Otherwise, how could she be sure that she knew about it.

Shimizu nodded calmly.

Curacao thought to himself that he was indeed the dreaded black cherry in the organization.She didn't know what Qing Shuiliang wanted to do, she came all the way to Hokkaido, it seemed that she was really here just to wait for the snow to fall.

Before Xueluo, they first waited for the mighty group of Mori Kogoro to arrive.The two watched them pass downstairs and head for the newly opened hotel, Qing Shuiliang said to Curacao: "You should go."

Curacao didn't react for a while, she didn't expect Qing Shuiliang to drive her away.

"I'm sorry, I betrayed you when I was on a mission." Qing Shuiliang said apologetically. If she hadn't made such an outburst, Curacao might not have lost his memory, and would not have walked on another road in a daze.She felt that she was partly responsible for the future of the other party.

"If you want to go back to the organization, I can help you. You are different from me, you still have a choice. If you don't want to go back, I naturally have other ways."

The time has come to make a choice.