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21:00:00

"No—ahhhhh!"

The number on the top of the phone jumped, and instantly turned into "zero" returning to the origin, and exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

Miyano Shiho held the mobile phone and let out a helpless cry. She knelt on the ground in embarrassment, and even the guard who was supporting her was almost brought to the ground.

The bloody dream kept flashing back in her mind. She stood in a corner of the roof, unable to make a sound or move, watching the butterfly melt into the grand fireworks accompanied by the sound of the bell. She glanced at it, but didn't seem to care much.

Really... don't care.

Compared with other people, Miyano Shiho and Kamiya Tetsuya had the fewest communication times, they didn't even meet each other a few times, and they were so stingy when they were alone.

Miyano Shiho knew in his heart that Tetsuya Kamiya, as the experimental subject, must not have much favor for the researchers.

From Belmode's attitude of hating her, it can be seen that she, and even her parents, have caused a lot of harm to Kamiya Tetsu.

But Tetsu Kamiya didn't show anything. When Belmode asked him why he didn't hate him, he just said indifferently, "There's nothing to be angry about."

He didn't hate her, and even helped her save her sister out of pity, and touched her head in the empty laboratory. That was the only warmth she had felt in the organization besides her sister.

In the eyes of Liqueur, Shirley exists as Miyano Shi, not an executioner who makes profits for the organization.

This is the biggest reason why Miyano Shiho persisted alone in the organization.

But now... there is nothing!

She can only watch the teacher fall and die, unable to do anything!

Find a place later and go to accompany the teacher, she thought.

Miyano Shiho raised her head, tears streaming down her face, her ice blue eyes looked up at the dark night, trying to capture the last figure.

One second, two seconds...

The chestnut-haired girl suddenly became a little dazed.

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21:00:00

Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji stood side by side on the roof, leaning on the railing, quietly looking at the crumbling figure on the opposite side.

The crowd has taken refuge, the explosion is inevitable, and the dream has become a reality.

The only variable is Zhu Fu Jingguang, but now it seems that he is still a step too late.

Under the setting sun, the young man holding a thermos cup in a daze on the side of the road is so far away at this moment, so far away that Matsuda Jinping can't touch it even if he runs with all his strength.

"Do you need the great Officer Matsuda to help you find someone?"

"He might be asking me for help."

Thinking of the promises he had casually made, Matsuda Jinpei felt like a joke.

Oh yes, he also saved Kamiya Tetsuya once, but the prisoner who planted the bomb in the restaurant was after him, and Kamiya Tetsuya was even considered to have suffered an accident.

"Hagi, give me a punch." Matsuda Jinping said, "I promised to help him find Akiaki Kamiya, but instead he lost his brother... I didn't even fulfill my original promise."

Kenji Hagiwara let out an "ah", his eyes were bloodshot, like sparks after burnt out: "We are also half-baked in this respect."

— just two self-righteous bastards.

Without any prelude, without any hesitation, he directly punched Matsuda Jinpei's chest with a smiley and crying expression on his face, and the latter also gave him a right uppercut mercilessly, knocking him staggering took a step.

The young Tamin Ran, who had been growing up since childhood, couldn't even tell what mood they were in at the moment. They were just silent and panting, like trapped beasts with nowhere to vent their pain. They could only numb their fear and guilt with pain one after another.

The strong were defeated in an instant, and only two cowards were trying to avoid the foreseeable future.

They writhed and rolled to the ground, wrestling together, blood and tears mixed, dripping on the dusty concrete floor, they vented, comforted and reprimanded each other, and finally they could barely distinguish some distant things from their buzzing brains. sound.

"Did it explode...?"

"I'm fucking about to explode—!"

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21:00:00

Rei Fuguya conveyed the order, watched Kazami Yuya and other policemen escort the guests downstairs, and watched Suzuki Jirokichi lead the bodyguards to give up the gems and withdraw.

The crowd was mediocre, full of panic and uneasiness, everyone was worried about their own lives and comfort, and also worried that a good banquet had become like this.

"It's a pity... I didn't see the Eye of Medusa, it is said to be super beautiful and gorgeous."

"Hey...why is there such a thing as a bomb? Do the police have nothing to do? Let dangerous people run around outside every day."

"That's right, it makes the same difference if there are police or not. Anyway, I can't catch anyone."

Yes, there were so many policemen, but they couldn't even catch Angus, and even Tetsu Kamiya was required to protect them instead.

How useless...

And now, precarious lives dance on the edge of the roof, and the gorgeous firelight awaits - there is no chance of salvation.

Jiang Gu Ling stood quietly in the brightly lit banquet hall, looking at the night scene outside through the transparent glass.

He was wearing the uniform of a waiter, with disheveled blond hair, with a decadence that shouldn't appear on Furutani Rei, Amuro Toru, or Wave itself, as if suppressing the deep sea, lonely to the point of drowning.

It is only less than twenty floors away from the covered bridge where the bomb is installed. If there is an explosion, the extent of the impact will depend entirely on the conscience of the Suzuki Group's buildings.

It's dangerous anyway.

But Jiang Gu Ling couldn't move forward.

He didn't want to be crowded in the elevator with flustered guests who didn't know what had happened, like a lamb fleeing in panic, hanging his life above his head and leaving his feelings behind.

The wild geese on the way of migration, after flying for a long time, are tired, lost, and want to fall, but falling means leaving the flock and dying.

The bell rang, and the flames filled the sky. From his position... he should be able to see the appearance of Kamiya Tetsuya falling.

Is Tetsu Kamiya tired too?

It should be tired.

The torture was too intensive, the pain was beyond normal, and looking at those eyes that lost their spirits, no one was qualified to demand that Kamiya Tetsu must also survive.

It can even be said that in so many years of experience, Fuguni Rei has seen many ordinary people who commit suicide because of trivial things. If anyone else bears one ten-thousandth of Kamiya Tetsuya's pain, it is very likely to have extreme emotions.

Without the existence of Kamiya Akiaki and another personality, Kamiya Tetsu is more willing to indulge in Angus's brainwashing, completely isolating himself from the world.

This fall is also what I wished for.

Jiang Guling's fingers twitched, thinking of the German-made Walter PPK he had pinned to his waist at the door of the emergency room.

He thought at the time, if Shen Guzhe also came to his senses, would it relieve some pain if he took a few shots to vent his anger?Or he could gamble his life to the sky and play a flag that if Tetsu Kamiya wakes up, he will shoot himself three times.

But after learning that Tetsuya Kamiya was sober, Rei Fuguya realized how stupid his initial thoughts were.

His life was saved by Kamiya Tetsuya, and from some perspectives, it doesn't even belong to him alone.What right does he have to exchange for forgiveness for something that doesn't belong to him?

But it doesn't matter now, Tetsu Kamiya also died here, there is no room for him to be forgiven.

Then let fate choose the punishment for him. If the explosion affects him, whether it is life or death, Jiang Guling will be at his discretion.

"Crack!" The projection device in the hall that no one was paying attention to automatically turned on, clearly printing everything outside on the big screen.

Jiang Guling looked at the screen in a daze, as if he could meet the eyes of the people above.

The bell, hasn't it rung yet?

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21:00:00

Whether the bell rang, Zhu Fu Jingguang could no longer hear it, his ears felt tingling from the violent movement, and the rapid running consumed his physical strength, making him dizzy, his throat was filled with fishy sweetness, and his chest felt like A raging fire was burning.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't even dare to stop, for fear that the short pause of a few milliseconds would change the ending and let the butterfly slip away from his hands.

Running through the darkness at a height of 600 meters, with the determination to die, I have forgotten the so-called explosion and the bell, and there is only one thought in my mind.

—Senior, I want to hold you.

That's it.

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21:00:00

After Edogawa Conan beeped on his phone for a long time, he finally got through to Kaitou Kidd.

In the empty exhibition hall, Kuroba Kuaito, who was depressingly prying open the glass cabinet to get the gem, held his mobile phone by his ear, and said inexplicably, "Little detective Edogawa, you still want to arrest me now, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Edogawa Conan roared almost breaking his voice, "Where's your hang glider? Hurry up and use your hang glider to save Brother Shengu!"

"Don't be in a hurry! I can only save you if you tell me clearly!"

Kaito Kuroba was stunned when he heard the word "Kamiya". He still remembered the gem exhibition last time, the guy who saved his life with a single shot, is it finally time for him to repay his kindness?

Edogawa Conan didn't care why the bell didn't ring at the moment, he gave a rough explanation of the situation with a roar.

"The nine o'clock bomb will explode, someone will pull him and jump off another rooftop, save him, please, go and save him!"

"Nine o'clock?" Kuroba Kaito said depressedly, "But it's already here? There was no explosion, but I saw people evacuate. Is it some fake news?"

Edogawa Conan murmured, "The bell...why didn't it ring?"

Kuroba Kaito rolled his eyes sharply: "Ah, you mean the big clock of the castle tower? I moved it backward by 1 minute!"

"It's supposed to go off at nine past one."

Conan Edogawa was almost dazzled by the unexpected news, and the information filtered through his mind instantly. He showed a distorted smile that was almost crying: "Great, thank you, thank you!"

"Hurry up and save people now!"

"Got it, got it!" Kaito Kuroba opened his pocket watch and looked, um... there are still ten seconds left.

Before he had time to verify whether the "Eye of Medusa" was Pandora, he put the gem in his arms and stepped on the window sill. The cloak behind him fluttered with the night wind.

The young Phantom Thief No. [-] has no fear of heights, he kicked up suddenly, the hang glider opened, and like a big bird, he slid towards the roof of another building while maintaining his balance.

"Oh, I can't say that I'm with those criminals now, can I?" He snorted, "I still have to play Kid-sama at the critical moment."

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21:00:10

On the roof of a certain building not far from the building, a silver-haired killer wearing a black hat held the button of the detonator in his hand. He looked at the time, gave an impatient "tsk", and continued to wait with his arms folded. The boots tapped on the concrete floor, following the rhythm of the second hand counting "tap" and "tap".

"It's so troublesome... still don't knock?" Qin Jiu murmured, "Is that guy doing something again?"

At this time, Kamiya Tetsu, who was performing a one-man show on the rooftop, was even more heartbroken. He almost said, "Whatever the explosion, just jump!" This kind of words can directly crash the forum.

God knows that he counted the seconds in his heart until the hour, and he grinned beautifully and was about to start bungee jumping—not to mention the bell, not even the horn below.

Tetsuya Kamiya: "???"

crooked?Old thief, do you think there must be a clock? !

You look like I'm still staying, huh?

It's like when the game is suddenly suspended during the commentary. The players can take a break for a while, but the commentary has to rack their brains and talk nonsense. The blank space is a test of adaptability.

Tetsu Kamiya never thought of such a bizarre thing as the bell not ringing. He even said that everyone in the red square and the forum thought the bell would ring on time.

Then it just stopped beeping...

Tetsu Kamiya's face was also very stiff, he is now glad that he didn't say that sentence about watching fireworks, otherwise it would be really easy to die!

It has already started to substitute and dig out three bedrooms and one living room!

He looked at the main body who seemed to be in a daze because he had withdrawn most of his energy, and suddenly wanted to get out of his body on the spot.

Put it badly, two and one bad!

Seeing that Kamiya Tetsu was about to go on strike completely, the forum quickly slid out of the forum. It popped up frantically, like a spam advertisement on a mobile phone.

No matter how furiously and passionately he insulted the old thief in his heart, Tetsuya Kamiya kept his expression on the surface with years of experience in facial paralysis, and did not break the merits on the spot.

Taking a deep breath, he could only continue to edit it dryly.

It might seem silly to have Angus talking all the time, but what can two people talk about?Is he really going to do "howareyou? fine, thinkyou" again?

Fortunately, the red team seemed to have given up on treatment, and even though the bell didn't ring, they couldn't get here.

Let's make it up, at worst, pretend that Tetsu Kamiya has passed out, and Angus can do it by jumping in his arms.

Kamiya Tetsu also began to brew emotions, this time very naturally brought out a trace of sadness.

Ah~ hurry up and end it!

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"The time... seems to be coming soon."

The cold wind blowing up from the roof is mixed with the cold moon falling under the night.Tetsuya Kamiya half of his body was exposed outside, his thin figure looked like a young man, but he had no vitality, and one foot had already stepped on the edge of the abyss.

Angus took his hand and got very close, his black hair was blown up by the night wind, and occasionally one or two strands were entangled with Kamiya Tetsuya's white hair, like two entangled twin butterflies.

The light and shadow divide the picture beautifully, even a little gentle, but the surrounding black is too thick, as if it can directly swallow the white.

Angus paused after he finished speaking. He looked at the other party, as if he was begging Tetsuya Kamiya for a response, and even his eyes were full of complicated emotions.

Don't you want the last communication between the two to stop at "I'm sorry"?Or - regret it?

In the hall, Furutani Rei sat on the floor, staring blankly at the high-definition screen, and at this moment he hated the high clarity of the equipment used by the Suzuki Group.

A camera specially designed to capture dynamic objects was suspended in the air, clearly illuminating the two of them.

After he saw Angus say "the time is coming", his face twisted for a moment, as if he was unwilling to achieve such an ending.

In front of him, Tetsuya Kamiya, who fell silent after only saying "I'm sorry", looked even worse.

The white-haired young man was soaked in blood, blood dripped from his tightly clenched fingers, like withered rose petals, they skimmed across the edge of the roof and fell down.The collision of red and white is too vivid, like fire burning in snow.

This made him look sharper, but this sharpness was suppressed in the fatigue between his brows, like a volcano after erupting, leaving only a piece of ashes.

He seemed to have gotten used to his embarrassment, even though the feeling of blood sliding on his skin was uncomfortable, he didn't feel the slightest desire to wipe it off or shake it off.

The out-of-focus golden eyes looked at Angus, and seemed to look through Angus at the void behind him, at the fireworks that were about to explode into stars.

If it weren't for the panting movement due to coughing, Kamiya Tetsu would have been like a puppet that had lost its soul, as if all perceptions had escaped to the other side ahead of time, leaving no chance for Angus to seize.

All in all, no response was given.

Angus became very angry.

Anyone with a little observation and a little understanding of psychology can see the "annoyance" on his face, but no one knows why.

Didn't he ask for it?Even after being hypnotized, Kamiya Tetsu can be regarded as extremely submissive.

Jiang Gu Ling watched this scene quietly, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He no longer wondered why the bomb didn't explode, why the bell didn't ring, but just watching this scene, he felt a sad resonance with Angus.

Zhe Shengu is also like a wind that cannot be grasped, a bird that cannot land, any existence that tries to make him stop, will only get blood and pain all over the place in the end.

Angus couldn't let him stay, and Jiang Gu Ling couldn't let him stay either. Although the two people had different emotions, they still reached the same goal in terms of results.

21:00:20

After being silent for nearly ten seconds, Angus let go of Tetsuya Kamiya's right hand, untied his scarf with one hand, and wrapped it around Tetsuya Kamiya's neck to cover the terrible black wound. He also showed the scar on his neck.

The extremely deep wounds surrounded his neck. At first glance, it was the result of being scratched by a sharp object and narrowly escaped death. It was also the cause of Angus's hoarse voice.

"This is...!" The people who were watching the surveillance, those who didn't understand the situation, couldn't help showing expressions of horror.

If you compare it carefully, you can immediately find that the wound on Angus' neck is exactly the same thickness as the collar worn on Tetsuya Kamiya's neck at that time.

Another concatenated fact.

Especially Rei Furutani, who had seen Tetsuya Kamiya using piano wire, thought more.

He still remembers being in Kamiya Tetsuya's apartment at that time, the latter cut off a section of Gin's hair with piano wire, and the proficiency in using the mechanism is enough to prove that it is the weapon Kamiya Tetsuya himself is most familiar with.

And the thickness of the piano wire, turned into a scar, also matches that thickness.

Jiang Gu Lingyi wanted to laugh for a moment, so he laughed loudly.

He felt completely different from Angus now again. He had never seen such an emotionally twisted human being—or not necessarily a human being at all.

Presumably Kamiya Tetsuya almost killed him with piano wire during his rebellion ten years ago?

With such a pure heart of revenge, but put on the appearance of love, wrapped in the most distorted black mud, in the end, not only did he not get a trace of mercy, but he also fell into a desperate situation.

How sad.

It's just that now hypocritically covering the scar on Kamiya Tetsuya's neck, do you regret it?

21:00:30

The white-haired young man wearing a gray scarf looked even thinner, and the blood spilled from his lips fell onto the scarf, but became less obvious.

His eyes suddenly moved a little bit, and the color of pain flashed.

"Kamiya Tetsuya." Angus finally spoke again, and he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

The white-haired young man finally spoke slowly, still with his familiar emphasis, carelessly and lazily, like a white cat stretching out its pads to pat other people's cheeks, but without sharp claws, peaceful and tolerant .

But he took the initiative to speak for the first time—"Angus, are you going to die?"

One word stirred up a thousand layers of waves, just like Kamiya Tetsuya's previous style.

Everyone listening was startled, and immediately understood the beginning of this transformation.

Those golden eyes that were originally obscure had a layer of shimmer at this moment, and they became translucent like golden sand flowing under the night.

Greedy people always want to get more, Angus is not satisfied with Kamiya Tetsuya's obedience, but wants to hear Kamiya Tetsuya's true thoughts at this critical moment.

—He removed the effect of brainwashing.

For a moment, countless people prayed in their hearts, praying that Tetsu Kamiya would throw Angus away, walk down the roof alone, and look at the early morning mist again.

But neither did Tetsu Kamiya.

As if his body trembled because of the unbearable pain, he even took the initiative to approach Angus, and stood still with the latter's strength. His eyes of different shades faced the different pupils, and he was asking seriously.

"Are you going to die?"

Jiang Gu Ling's heart sank.

... Sure enough, the scene they least wanted to see still appeared.

Tetsuya Kamiya, who has lost his sub-personality, does not have such a high desire to survive, or in other words, the desire to survive that was still there was easily crushed by Angus after meeting Angus.

Could it be that so many of them want him to live, or is it not as good as Angus's prayer?

Jiang Gu Ling's purple-gray eyes finally couldn't suppress the pain, he buried his head in the crook of his arms, and murmured: "Hiro... can you do anything?"

The impolite question was uttered lightly.

Kamiya Tetsu also stood there quietly, very close to Angus, like a white feather swept by the wind, which would be swallowed by the darkness of the night at any time.

What is death?

This question has been thought over and over many times.Maybe it's just falling asleep as usual, or a carnival like falling from a leaning tower, but in any case, the final ending is eternal silence.

The silence at this moment is like the depression before the carnival, but it is covered by the curtain called the night, making it impossible for people to look directly at the so-called truth.

Angus didn't answer immediately, he seemed to be tired from standing, and retreated gracefully like a dancer - he and Kamiya Tetsu also drew some distance, but only the overlapping left hand did not let go, as if he could hold it the last straw.

Kamiya Tetsu also looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

"Yes, tonight."

Finally, Angus showed a slightly childish smile, raised his left hand, and left a polite kiss on the blood-stained back of his hand. He raised his eyes, and his lapis lazuli eyes reflected the golden ripples.

He repeated it again, his tone seemed to be coquettish, but also seemed to be declaring, with a sense of complacency.

"I will die tonight—with you."