Four cherry blossom petals set off the coffin board

"Have you come out?" It was Matsuda.

I took a look at the current location, and all irrelevant personnel were gradually evacuated, and there were only two or three people as bold as me who were still around.

A mother was crying to a policeman. It seemed that her child had been separated from her, and she didn't know where it was now. Maybe it was still there, or maybe it was taken away during the evacuation.

"Come out, are you coming too?" Thinking of the voice on the other end of the phone in the panic just now, there was indeed the sound of the door opening and closing, "It will be fine, don't worry."

How conspicuous it is for the three of them to come together, not to mention that there are so many policemen here.And because the prisoner may be nearby, the police have already started to interrogate the suspicious person. Didn't they stop there and write the words "I'm suspicious, come and check me" all over their bodies?It's hard to keep the police from paying attention.

"Don't worry, it's just me." There was still the sound of the car horn on Matsuda's side.

It's you, then I'm more worried, okay?

This guy has a horrible obsession with bombs.Whether it was before his death or now, his words were the most excited during the call just now, as if he wished to come over with a knife.

I changed the phone in my other hand: "Where are you now?"

"Coming……"

I frowned and listened to the movement over there. Is this the sound of driving?

"Are you driving?" I asked him hesitantly, did I guess right?

"Yup……"

"When did you have the car?" I suddenly raised my voice, my face full of horror, and asked the black household to drive. What if the people from the Ministry of Communications check the car?

Where did they come from.

"Well, it was borrowed by a friend Aaron knew." Matsuda's tone was casual, as if it was an unimportant matter, "You are near a shopping center, right? Don't move, I'm coming soon."

I took a deep breath, good guy, you guys are really fast enough to borrow a car.

But it has already driven out, so I can only tell him: "They are checking vehicles nearby, be careful."

"understood……"

I don't know if I heard it or not.

I looked at the police everywhere, and I felt a little headache. I could also see Officer Sato and the others discussing something with a plan map of the shopping mall. The atmosphere was very serious.

I glanced at the scene boredly, and my eyes widened in shock. Who is that nimble figure who is not Edogawa Conan?

The police officers who were discussing us seemed to be taken aback by Edogawa Conan who suddenly poked his head out.

"Conan! Why are you here!"

Good guy, here you go again.

I thought to myself that none of the staff in our Hell Reception Section was as diligent as he was. They arrived at almost every crime scene on time, or they were at the scene. He was simply a male version of Guinea. Does he have any special powers?

Seeing that the police officers were shocked, but they didn't drive him out. He was obviously a regular visitor. Is this really okay, even though the soul is a teenager.

But this body is still a child, so the police just let this child in?

Which policeman would let the children wander around?

"It's him again." Just as I shook my head to express my concern about this phenomenon, someone behind me also sighed.But the person who spoke is also a habitual look.

"Well, it's him." Although I didn't specify who it was, I strangely understood who he was referring to. I was wondering who had the same idea as me. When I turned around, it was Matsuda who never left his sunglasses. .

I was surprised: "So fast?"

"Hmm, I don't drive too slowly, do I?" He stood behind me with his hands in his pockets, raised his head and looked at the buildings of the shopping mall, and didn't know what he was thinking.

This is the first time I know you can drive, who knows if you drive slowly.

I am speechless.

"Have you finished reading? Let's go, or it will be bad if people see you." I frowned and watched him dress up, because he came out in a hurry.

So I didn't even wear masks to cover my appearance, what if I was seen by acquaintances.

I couldn't pull it, and I looked at Matsuda standing there like a stone, feeling a little helpless.

"Don't worry?" Looking at him like this, I always feel like I can't wait to roll up my sleeves and do it.

"Almost." He said vaguely.

This guy, really.

dead tsundere...

I pushed him into the corner: "It's dangerous for you to look like this, don't stand so far in front, just watch from the side, don't expose yourself."

How silly, as if seeing something, the whole person froze, I was a little puzzled, and waved in front of his eyes, but there was no movement, it is rare to see him like this.

Quietly Mimi raised his sunglasses, followed his gaze, who was on the other side of the police officer who was staring at the meeting around the city.

Touching my chin, I began to rule out the past one by one.

Only Miwako Sato and the police officer Megure could see their faces from this angle, and the others were either from the back or from the side.And Conan Edogawa, who was squeezed in and out of place, was hugged by Takagi.

"Officer Sato?" I thought for a while, "Are you looking at her?"

No response, no refutation, it seems to be acquiesced, which made me have a bold idea: "Your girlfriend?"

I was taken aback.

Check out what big news I found.

"No..." Matsuda's tone was complicated, he denied my guess, "It's a woman who had a crush on him during his lifetime."

Attempting to chase after love ended up dying in the line of duty, yin and yang were separated, I understood in seconds, my heart was suddenly filled with love and affection, it was too tragic, people and ghosts have different paths.

Now in my eyes, Matsuda is just like a poor person who is frustrated in love, lonely and wronged, unable to reminisce with each other, can only look at his beloved from afar, and silently watch in the corner alone to relieve lovesickness bitter.

Exactly what Matsuda looks like now!

I am convinced of my reasoning.

It's the frustrated man in the corner.

"What are you thinking again?" Matsuda-kun, who has a bad temper, suddenly pinched my cheek, his lowered voice sounded nasty, and he was wearing sunglasses, purely a villain image, "Don't always think about those who have No, it’s the same this morning, what are you thinking about in your little head!”

The other middle finger bent and gave me a headache.

I felt pain from eating, and for a moment I didn't know whether to touch my poor cheek flesh or my forehead.

"Matsuda, are you a primary school student?" You are finished, I want to sue!

"It is true that I had a good impression during my lifetime, but it has been so long, I have long since let go."

He rubbed my forehead indiscriminately. Although it was comforting, it was not on the same level at all. How can someone rub so hard, maybe rubbing it red.

And listen to this terrific scumbag's speech, what does it mean to let go, have you moved on?

I was instantly terrified: "Who is it?"

Who made you put down Officer Sato!

The black curly hair was speechless for a while, his hand resting on my head changed to the back of his hand, touched my forehead, then touched his own, with a puzzled look on his face: "I don't have a fever, what are you talking nonsense about?"

The so-called killing invisible is what he does.

Your mouth is so poisonous, I'm not smiling, I've already lost my temper.

"What do children know? We still have to look forward to this kind of thing, and Sato is very popular."

Matsuda patted my head randomly, and explained, "It's just that I'm a little surprised when I see someone I know."

My hair was instantly put on a mask of pain, I stretched out one hand to cover my head to prevent him from doing anything wrong, and inserted my hand into the hair to try to smooth it out.

"Heh..." I put my hands on my chest, although I really wanted to be sarcastic, but after thinking about it, I endured it, thinking it was for Matsuda's budding love that died before it grew.

His focus seems to have shifted, and he continued to look at the upper floor, even through the sunglasses, he could feel his eyebrows frowning worriedly: "Why so long?"

I glanced at the time, about 15 minutes had passed.

"Could be tricky?"

"How is it possible? That kind of time bomb is just a very low-level time bomb. It is detonated by a fuze with a delay device, so it doesn't need to take so long." Matsuda raised his eyebrows, "Unless..."

"Unless there are other bombs, which increases the disassembly time." I immediately picked up. "It's really insane."

Such a person who regards human life as worthless is really dangerous.

This seemed to remind Matsuda of something, the corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, and his expressionless face made people tremble just looking at it.

"Ah, indeed."

-

It wasn't until the people in the handling class came down one after another that I heard that Matsuda seemed to be relieved.So this guy is really worried about his former colleagues.

It seemed that the crisis had been resolved, so I tugged on Matsuda's sleeve: "Don't worry? Are you back safe?"

"uh-huh……"

This guy is really awkward.

"Can I go now?" Would he still want to see the prisoner arrested with his own eyes?I looked suspiciously at Matsuda who had no intention of leaving.

He stretched out his hand and yawned, like a lion who gradually relaxed after being vigilant, and stretched himself lazily to feel relieved.

"Okay, let's go." He nodded nonchalantly.

"Remember that you are an ordinary citizen now!" I stared at him, trying to dispel his thoughts.

It is very necessary to remind him all the time.

"Yes, yes." This person's tone was completely casual!It made me wonder if I took my words to heart, and I was really worried enough.

-

"Good work, everyone."

For the returned colleagues who successfully disarmed the bomb, the police officers at the scene couldn't help showing a smile on their faces. It was great to be able to return safely.

After investigation, it was found that, except for the fitting room discovered at the beginning, almost every shop with a fitting room had bombs dropped by prisoners, which added a lot of work to the police. It's been a while, and there's almost nothing wrong with it.

Like a beginner's prank.

"Who did such a thing?" Miwako Sato looked at the floor plan of the mall. The red circles represented the placement points of the bombs, and there were 16 bombs in total.

Such a huge number is too terrifying.

"Going in and out of every clothing store so frequently, there will definitely be suspects in the surveillance." Takagi Fukuoka bowed his head beside him and muttered.

Now it is time for the technicians to call out the people who have entered and exited these dozens of stores from the monitoring.

Miwako Sato frowned sadly. She didn't think she could find anything in the surveillance. The police could think in this way, and the suspect might also have this idea, and this behavior was tantamount to throwing himself into the net.So the prisoner may disguise himself to confuse his sight.

Far from thinking that things could be so simple.

"Or the cleaning staff?" Takagi She guessed again.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Others chatted and discussed.

While listening to her colleague, she glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. For a moment, she felt dazzled and her pupils shrank sharply. Even the people next to her noticed her gaffe.

"What's the matter, Sato?" Officer Megure looked at her proud subordinate, at this moment she seemed to be surprised by something extraordinary, which made Officer Megure wonder what she saw.

Are you dazzled?She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to concentrate.

In Miwako Sato's heart, there is a vague figure.

That is a very distant memory, three years ago, the man who died on the Ferris wheel.

Originally, he had been buried in the bottom of his heart, and he had already let go of the past. At this moment, at that moment, all the memories flooded up like a tide.Because that person's back gradually overlapped with the person in front.

Yes, in a corner not far away, she saw a person who looked exactly like that person standing there, and while she was in a daze, she turned and left, like a phantom, intertwined with the person who walked on the Ferris wheel .

She resisted the desire to rush over to find out, and kept telling herself that that person was already dead. She watched the Ferris wheel explode with her own eyes, leaving no bones left.

She silently watched the obituary posted in black and white. Just a few lines of words marked the end of that person's life.

It can't be him, it's just a man who looks a little like his back and his profile. Didn't Takagi try this look back then, it's just curly hair and sunglasses, it's not him, it will never be possible.

Miwako Sato thought secretly in her heart.

"It's okay..." Facing the concern of many companions, Miwako Sato shook her head, "It's just that I'm hallucinating from exhaustion."

If that person was still there, he would probably rush to help if he saw this scene.

After all, he is an expert.

Miwako Sato held back the sourness in her eyes, no, she is still working on the case.

When was there, and how long did it take to leave.Even so, Miwako Sato couldn't help being a little moved because of the shocking resemblance to her friend at that glance.

"Then what did you see, Officer Sato?" Edogawa Conan asked as if he smelled something worthy of attention.

Miwako Sato was a little hesitant. She glanced at Takagi Tsutomu, who looked a bit confused when she gave him an inexplicable look. In the end, she smiled and shook her head: "It's just an old friend, not worth mentioning."

"Okay, let's go back to the case and when did the criminal set up the bomb." Miwako Sato looked at the drawings.

"If you're really uncomfortable, tell me sooner, Sato." Officer Megure was still a little worried about her health.

After all, everyone has been spinning like a spinning top for several days recently. The kidnapping case and the murder case kept the investigation department busy.

Gao Mushe also nodded nervously: "Yes, if you are really too tired, don't force yourself."

"It's okay, don't be too nervous." Sato Miwako couldn't laugh or cry, these guys are real, so she doesn't know what to say.

Edogawa Conan, who was crowded among a group of police officers, did not let down his vigilance because of everyone's teasing and the pleasant atmosphere. He looked down and was sure what Officer Sato saw.

Because he also saw the flashing figure, did Officer Sato know him, but he didn't want to say it.

The reflective glasses signaled that he was thinking again.

Who could it be, connected to the case?

-

Today's bomb incident has been reported in various media. The prisoner has not been arrested yet. This has caused panic among many citizens. Bombs have been planted in large places such as shopping malls. Then the restaurant I will go to next , entertainment venues, whether there is such a security risk.

In response to the concerns of the citizens, the police began to call on the persons in charge of all public places to conduct a careful search of their sites. If there are any items, please call the police immediately, and experts will rush to the scene as soon as possible.

I sat in front of the TV and listened to the beautiful hostess on the screen move from today's case to the next news, which was a tour news of a female star named Yoko Okino.

Speaking of which, this female star is still Maki's female idol, and for a while she also learned from Okino Yoko in terms of clothing.

But her own style and persona are a girl with a natural vigor and vitality. Yoko Okino's dress of an intellectual big sister is not suitable for her, so she was stopped by her agent.

After watching the news for a while, and listening to tomorrow's weather forecast, I feel that Mihua Town is really dangerous. Sometimes it will be an explosion, and sometimes it will be a murder case.

"There are problems with both public security and psychological education." I shook my head and summed up my views in the past few months in Mihua Town, and happened to be overheard by Jing Guang who came in with fruit.

"What are you talking about? Do you mind if I listen too?" The apples that have been peeled into rabbit shapes are placed neatly on the white porcelain plate, looking crisp and delicious.

Thanks to Jing Guang, this is also the first time I know that Apple can play such a trick. I think it was broken in half at most before, or simply washed and swallowed.

I poked a little bunny with a toothpick. I looked at Jing Guang sitting cross-legged next to me, handed it to him, and picked up another one myself. The laborer ate first.

"It's a recent discovery." I picked up the remote control to switch the TV station that played the advertisement, "The crime rate is so high, I wonder if there is something wrong with education."

"If you can't control yourself, most of the things that can be resolved through communication and the law, why use killing as your only means of disagreement."

"The idea is extreme, and it is a veritable eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."

I blurted out my thoughts like a bean, and finally patted the table next to me excitedly: "French propaganda, have you policemen completed this task?"

"Mihua Town can't do it like this." I expressed my heartbreak, and the future of Neon can't do it like this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was taken aback for a moment, probably because he didn't expect me to say that. This man who was an upright policeman in his lifetime pondered for a moment: "Actually, many prisoners are not from the mainland... Well, I think you are right."

I looked at him dead fish and heard him.

"Maybe everyone is too comfortable." After eating the first apple rabbit, I continued to poke the second one, "Such undisciplined and unorganized things, Lord Ghost Lamp usually suppresses them by force, and everyone will be obedient of."

Of course, I don’t expect you police to be able to hold guns one by one and tell citizens to obey the law, or they will kill you with one shot or something like that.

I sighed and shook my head, we are not a fighting nation.

"Actually, there have been more cases recently." Jing Guang squinted his eyes as if remembering the past, "Although there were many cases in the past, they were not as frequent as now."

My lord, times have changed.

I suddenly remembered this sentence and laughed.

"Go out for a walk?" He looked at me and smiled inexplicably, the gentle man laughed like a moon, letting out a stream of light in the room.

After taking a shower, I didn't want to move at all, so I just nodded blankly.

By the time I realized it, I had already changed my clothes and walked down the street, and Jing Guang who walked away from the back of the yard soon joined me.

"Still watching?" I couldn't help complaining, "You really have perseverance, rain or shine."

From a week ago, I was dumbfounded watching the three people who came in from the backyard over the wall.Because there is a car parked not far ahead, watching our house.

It is still the same until now.

It is completely as if our place is the place of work, come to check in at six o'clock in the morning on time, and leave at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Occasionally, a person sits alone in a hamburger restaurant at the corner of the street.

The people who come are different, but the most frequent one is a man wearing glasses.

As a result, our house can only close the curtains in broad daylight, and the three of us are forced to shorten the time we go out, occasionally sneaking away from the unsurveilled side like now and then at night.Obviously it's your own home, but you insist on climbing trees on the wall, just like being a thief.

"It's totally surveillance!" I couldn't help but rolled my eyes, "I'm still an ordinary resident of this world anyway, are they violating my right to privacy by doing this?"

"Is that friend of yours some high-ranking official, so lawless?"

I haven't felt so depressed in such a long time.

"Well, that guy..." Every time he talked about that friend, Toru Amuro, Zhu Fu Jingguang looked like he didn't know how to evaluate it, compared to Matsuda Jin who threatened at home that he would definitely beat up that brat Ping, he was hesitant to speak occasionally, trying to defend Toru Amuro.But he also knew that he was doing something wrong, so he was caught in a dilemma.

"No matter what the guy's reasons are, if I get the chance, I want to beat him up too, so don't stop me." I sincerely expressed my feelings.

Who can endure a day or two of surveillance, who can accept monitors in every corner of the house, such frequent suspicions, normal people will probably collapse.

If this is hell, I can't help but take that guy through all eight hells.No matter where his starting point is or for whom, I will never forget what happened in the past few days...)

"Then I'll go out to eat." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, he didn't seem to say anything, he seemed to say it again.

Good, very good, my heart is full of joy, my brows are brimming with joy, and I have already begun to think about the days to come.

After wandering aimlessly around the street, the two of us were ready to return.

Standing at the crossing waiting for the traffic light, I was bored and looked around, looking at the continuous flow of traffic, people looking at their phones with their heads down, and the colorful billboards on high-rise buildings.

More alive and alive than hell.

The vitality here will always be incomparable to hell.And the magic is that it coexists hell and heaven.

No wonder the police officers in the family love this city and this country so much.

"What about you, do you like this place?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked me with a smile when he heard my testimonial.

When I heard this question, I looked up at the sky. The lights made by humans are gorgeous enough.

But it can't hide the brilliance of the bright moon in the sky. Although there are no stars, the moon is bright enough.

I didn't like this place a long, long time ago, or I hate everything that this place brought to me during my lifetime.

Although it has been a long time, so long that I can't remember clearly, until this group of people is no longer the same group as the previous group, until I saw sinners fall into hell.

Time to reflect on everything.

"Perhaps?" I squinted my eyes and looked at the scene staring down at me. The lights behind me were mottled, and the pedestrians were wearing colorful clothes. These colors were intertwined bit by bit, like a pair of rich oil paint.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly turned serious. He walked past me with big strides. From fast steps to gallops, I subconsciously chased after him.

I didn't know who he was chasing, so I could only follow his back. After following up, I found a man in a suit running wildly in front of him. He looked back at us in horror and ran even faster.

We ended up besieging him in an alley with only a dead end.

The man in the suit touched the wall, frantically wanting to kick up. He wanted to jump over the wall, but the smooth concrete wall had no place for him to step on, so he could only hang on it in embarrassment, like a big black frog.

It was supposed to be serious, but I couldn't help laughing.

Sorry, I really couldn't help it.

Although Zhu Fu Jingguang is very gentle most of the time, but when his face is downcast and expressionless, it makes people feel inexplicably palpitating. Just like now, he looks like a smile but not a smile, with the light behind his back, turning around With a sinister meaning in an instant, in this gloomy alley is like the last big boss behind the scenes in the game clearance.

"Su...Scotland!" The man wanted to cling to the wall and become one with the wall. He saw that Zhu Fujing's legs were shaking all the time, his face was paler than the wall, pale and bloodless, and his hands were still clinging to the wall with bruised veins. He jumped up, like grabbing the last duckweed, anyone could see his panic, "Aren't you dead?"

Scotland, is he talking about Jing Guang?

Do you know me?

Trouble, I, who was still smiling, now feel that I have the same emoji as Jing Guang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't answer his words, but stepped forward step by step.

Perhaps in that person's eyes, it looked like the footsteps of a god of death, his legs trembling and weak, and he sat down on the ground.

He even closed his eyes in fear, waiting for death to come.

But no, Zhu Fu Jingguang just took out a mobile phone from the breast pocket of his suit jacket, checked it, and after a while of operation, I stood on tiptoe and leaned over to take a look, suffocating for breath.

Good guy, this person took several photos of Zhu Fu Jingguang in a row, like a voyeur, I suddenly felt sick.

"You are from Scotland, right? Does gin know that you are not dead?" The man suddenly yelled loudly and raised his head to stare at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

What is this guy's name? I quickly closed his mouth with my hands and eyes, and the man's eyes were rounded by my jaw and head. He looked at me, originally wanting to break away from me angrily.

But I found that my face was flushed with my hands, and I couldn't shake my shackles, and my eyes slowly became horrified, as if looking at a monster.

I lowered my voice and whispered in his ear, "You know too much."

It wasn't frightening, nor was it funny. I looked at the man who was about to cry because of my scare, and suddenly there was no sign of wanting to tease him just now, and the dead person returned to the present world.Not only is it about anything, but Jing Guang must not be exposed.

I quickly thought about which angle or which force is more suitable to knock this person into a concussion and lose his memory.

I also told Jing Guang what I thought. He had just deleted and formatted the photos on that person’s cell phone. When he heard me say that he wanted to push this person down the stairs, he couldn’t laugh or cry.

"Can you make sure he won't remember?" But he still followed my train of thought very patiently.

"That's right, let's kill him." I looked at the man in front of me with a harsh look, thinking about how to do it better.

The man was frightened by our bloody conversation, he murmured: "Don't kill me...don't kill me."

"What is your relationship with him? Who is he?" I suddenly thought of this question. Although their relationship does not seem to be good, if it is an important person, it will be difficult.

I'm not afraid of trouble, but I probably have to make a report, or be scolded by Mr. Ghost Lantern.

"Before I was alive, I used to be an undercover agent in an organization. And he was a staff member in the organization, responsible for transporting guns. I have met him several times." Zhu Fu Jingguang said the incredible words with a relaxed expression. "He also knew the news of my death."

wait, what are you talking about?

I frowned and digested every word in Jing Guang's words, undercover?organize?

public security?

A little too exciting, I take it easy.

"So, he has to solve it, right?" I bit the tip of my tongue lightly with my teeth, and the slight tingling pain spread to my brain, which made me wake up a little bit. What he said meant that this person is very dangerous , You can't let him tell others, you have to shut him up.

"You, what do you want to do?" The man opened his eyes wide, watching the two of us looking at him with kind eyes, and his anxiety gradually expanded.

The wicked are talking about us.

There is no problem at all, an excellent jailer, proficient in all kinds of torture skills, just when I rolled up my sleeves to do something big, Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped me and shook his head at me: "He can't die yet."

"Once the person in charge of organizing the weapons dies, those people will react upon hearing the news. Especially that person, who bites like a mad dog." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked indifferent.

That person, who was it, made him so afraid, I turned my head unhappy, this feeling of restraint is really annoying.

And his words also stimulated the man, gave him inspiration, and showed a crazy but successful smile: "Yes, you can't kill me, Gin will not let you go!"

It was like a dying person took the death token, clamoring.

I really wanted to pull out his tongue, I smacked my lips, it was so noisy.

I looked at him with a smile on my face: "Is there a place for you to talk here? If you make a little more noise, I will throw you into Tokyo Bay to take a bath."

He looked at me, as if recalling the moment when I imprisoned him just now, he shivered and closed his mouth obediently.

Sure enough, let's do it.I flicked my index finger across the neck, making a very extreme movement.

Zhu Fu Jingguang still shook his head.

"As much as I want to, I can't."

I was discouraged all of a sudden: "That's the only way to do it, give him medicine."

"Old Chinese medicine secret recipe, drink Wang Guang Guang Meng Po medicine!" I feel like that blue cat.

jiangjiang!

He took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, on which was written the word Meng in Chinese characters on red paper.

Zhu Fu Jingguang became interested all of a sudden, and there was a small light in his eyes, as if he was curious that I was carrying medicine anytime and anywhere, so he took my bottle and observed it carefully.

"Is that the Chinese medicine doctor named Bai Ze?" He carefully shook the medicine bottle, only the sound of water gushing.

I nodded: "Yes, he occasionally does some weird things, and he also taught me my chili miso."

He also said that I can get a [-]% discount when I go to him, and then I took a bunch of medicines from him and searched happily, and Lord Ghost Lantern was behind to help me carry the burden.

Although he smiled very reluctantly.

"It should work." I opened the lid of the cork, put on a self-righteous smile and looked at the desperate man.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows, walked over to cooperate and removed the man's chin, which was very convenient, poured all the potion into his mouth, and then closed his mouth, the smoothness of the flow was extremely smooth.

Because it was so smooth that I felt a little weird.

It was certain that the potion had been completely poured in, and Zhu Fu Jingguang and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

No struggle, no time consuming.

"Is this sure to make him forget?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked me again.

I patted my chest and said affirmatively: "Of course, this is a kind of amnesia potion specially made by Planting Flowers for the dead, and they will all be forgotten."

"You mean all the memories?"

"That's right, all the memories of life, it feels like a baby to be reborn!" I gave a thumbs up, the effect is awesome, it is an official product of Planting Flower Hell.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was thoughtful.

What happened later was that Jing Guang and I poured him another drink and rolled him down the unmanned stairs, faking the illusion that he stumbled and fell down the stairs when he was drunk.

After doing all this, I fell into deep thought. I feel that the two of us are like the big villain. It has the same taste as in the movie, and the promotion to the big boss is just around the corner.

Zhu Fu Jingguang went down to test his breath, confirmed that he was still alive, breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully dealt with the place where fingerprints might be stained, then he stood up and looked up at the wind on the stairs. me.

"Let's go..."

"it is good……"

In the darkness, quietly, no one saw what happened here.

-

The sound of the arrival of the mail in the mobile phone rang in the compartment, and there was a buzzing vibration in the co-pilot's seat. Amuro glanced at the message on the mobile phone. The message from Sanye Ken ignored it.

Anyway, it's another bill for some weapons expenses, wasn't it sent half an hour ago, here it is again.

Thinking of the man gnashing his teeth and calculating the expenses of guns in the organization, Toru Amuro made a mocking smile indifferently.

Turning the turntable with one hand, he turned into the garage.

Parked the car in the underground garage, went home as usual, pulled the tie around his neck slightly, and then slowly opened the mailbox, pressed his fingers into the trash can symbol below, ready to delete this trash from irrelevant people at any time mail.

But the fingers stopped abruptly, unbelievable, and inexplicable panic, these emotions were turbulent and messy like ingredients that were completely overturned in an instant.

This is the first time that this man, who can face everything calmly and calmly, loses his composure like this.

The reason appeared in this email from a person he thought was meaningless. There was only one photo, and the blurry picture showed that the owner was shaking because of panic when taking the picture, so that the painting was not very clear.

The background was blurred into one piece, the picture was messy, and a large group of people were photographed, but Amuro couldn't help but focus on the edge of the picture. The man who was facing the camera sideways had a familiar profile under the black peaked cap. At this time, his eyes He glanced nonchalantly at the camera.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

What do you mean? Amuro tensed his nerves. He gritted his teeth, looked up and looked around, saved the mail, and quickly left the underground garage. The distance from the parking lot to the apartment home was obviously the same as usual, but at this time it was no matter what. how fast