When the United States and the United States are miserably bound to the barrage system

The working emperor who was working overtime sneezed. He rubbed his nose in confusion, but he couldn't think of who was cueing him.

...

Although ramen is the first choice, Tsugawa Haruka likes delicious cooked food.

He likes to eat hot food.

The rich-flavored beef is covered with orange-yellow hot spring eggs, and the mouth is smooth and tender, as if there is juice flowing between the lips and teeth.

Jinchuan Haruka gave Jingguang's meal a big thumbs up today.

Jin Chuanyao, who either ordered takeaway or went out to eat, said that one day Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't want to be an undercover agent, and he agreed with both hands that Zhu Fu Jingguang opened a restaurant.

So it was the Black Organization that hindered Zhu Fu Jingguang's career as a chef?Tsugawa Haruka thought about this question seriously for a moment.

"The last string."

"Ok?"

Tsugawa Haruka put down the empty bowl and cast a questioning look.

According to previous experience, as long as he said he didn't want to talk, Zhu Fu Jingguang would not ask.This time it was similar, the man who covered his small face with stubble put down his chopsticks and looked over seriously.

The blue eyes that were still clear in the dark reflected the appearance of the black-haired boy in front of him.

As always, I couldn't see my emotions clearly, but I looked at the empty bowl, as if I wanted to add more food.

Rather, this is what a boy of this age should look like. He eats a lot, has inexhaustible energy, and spends the indispensable youth in his life playing around with his friends.

He should have been admitted to a university, away from the organization, away from the darkness full of death and anxiety.

But fate is like a pusher, pushing him forward.

Perhaps when he first received that text message, Zhu Fu Jingguang had been vaguely aware of that kind of violation, the kind of violation of breaking away from the life he should have.

He still remembered the words on that text message.

It was a sentence full of fraud and absurdity.

[Do you believe in miracles? ]

Everything that the prophet has never said is condensed in this one sentence.

As Qiu Ting Moxian said, he did bring a miracle to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

A miracle that transcends time and can shatter the sad future of the loss of a friend.

"I won't ask what you are investigating, but." Zhu Fu Jingguang paused, as if he was a little helpless, "Protect yourself."

"We made a deal, didn't we? I will live, and so will you."

...

Four nights ago.

[Scotland: Sorry, RIO. ]

The only thing he can say sorry to is RIO who must not be monitored.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the steel plate stairs came from below, it was his own sound.

Mingming had been reminded by the prophet that he had a big crisis this year, but he still didn't escape in the end.

He didn't expect that it was the police who came undercover.

The message he handed out has been seen by the undercover agent, and his identity as a police officer has not been exposed for long.Taking advantage of the last moment, he wants to completely remove Jiang Gu Linghe and eliminate all future troubles.

In the dim light of the phone screen, he flipped up, looking at the historical news above.

[RIO: Destiny cannot be rebelled, are you ready to bear the price of changing it? ]

These are the words left by the prophet when he first uttered the prophecy.

He suddenly felt that maybe this was the price he paid for changing Hagiwara Kenji's fate, and he might not be able to escape his fate.

Fortunately, he was alerted early enough and had a chance to deal with everything that followed.

Then a phone call came in.

Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that this call did not rely on the current communication station, which was safe and would not be monitored or leave traces.

Because this is the call from the prophet.

"I don't need you to say sorry," said the prophet.

There was a rumbling sound in the background sound, it seemed to be thundering, and it seemed to be an explosion that was too far away.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed that this voice sounded too young.

Clear and calm, as if he has seen everything through.

"Did you hear that?" the young boy said suddenly.

In a very short time, Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't understand what he was saying.

But he didn't use vague words like before, but spoke clearly.

"It's an explosion. Unfortunately, I'm in a bit of trouble like you."

The fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "Go to the police now, RIO."

"Do you still care about me?" The young man seemed to be mocking.

But at the same time as his voice, there was the sound of heavy objects falling.

"RIO!"

"fine."

The prophet's voice was still steady, strange, with a soothing feeling.

Unknowingly, Zhu Fu Jingguang's footsteps stopped.

"Didn't you do a good job last time, Scotland." The prophet's voice came to his ears, with his unique rhythm, "Break through the shackles and change your destiny. You have made a good start. You can do this There are not many humans."

"...Sorry." Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to sigh, he knew that the prophet didn't want to lose him as a contact, he said helplessly, "This time is different from last time, the best way is to stay with me termination."

Being found out as an undercover agent is not the same as being threatened by a bomber, and Zero Fuguya is also in the organization, so he cannot implicate Zero.

"Scotland." The prophet suddenly laughed, "I've only heard the opposite."

"There has never been anything that can be solved by stopping."

said the prophet.

Amidst the noisy background sound, his voice was crystal clear, just like his unchanging calmness.

"Give you a chance to make a safe call, Scotland, take the risk or stop, it's up to you to choose."

Just like telling fate, two choices are given.

To change, or to be silent.

"...I understand." Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and smiled.He thought of himself investigating cases alone in the police academy, and also remembered the friends who broke into his private area and said that there would be no next time.

"I'll survive, and so will you, RIO."

The roaring sound seemed to be able to cross time and space, and spread into this quiet night. The prophet seemed to say something, but it was drowned in the sound of gunfire,

The harsh voice stopped abruptly after hanging up the phone.

In the dark, he called again.

"Zero, help me fake surveillance traces."

He shouldn't have stopped here.

...

Hearing this, Tsukawa Haruka was taken aback for a moment.

He rummaged through his obviously problematic memory, and finally found the source of this incident from a corner.

At that time, he felt that there was a huge "danger" on the head of this "little white mouse", but the importance was far from the point where he would venture across the world.

He doesn't offer any help other than words.

After all, at that time, the world of the magic circle was just ushering in Witch's Night.

Haruka Tsugawa, who is far less powerful than now, can't actually beat Witch Night, and Homura, who has pure physical attacks, can only play a supporting role. At the beginning, Haruka Tsugawa didn't think they could win.

So that time was basically an attempt to accumulate experience, and the highlight was the next reincarnation.

Although Jin Chuanyao had planned to retreat from the beginning, the danger he faced was indeed fatal, and he barely sympathized with Zhu Fu Jingguang's mood.

It's just that in that case he will definitely not die, Zhu Fu Jingguang is not necessarily.

So he said a few words casually, encouraged Zhu Fu Jingguang with little hope, and finally replied 'I will live' and put the matter behind him.

And now...

Jin Chuanyao felt that Zhu Fu Jingguang misunderstood again, the misunderstanding was thorough, and he simply turned a corner and went in the wrong direction and never returned.

Haruka Tsugawa: Whatever.

Anyway, what Zhu Fu Jingguang said was "the last string of the autumn court", so what does it have to do with him Tsukawa Haruka.

"I won't break my promise." Tsugawa Haruka went on, and brought private goods, and added his own guidance, "Besides, this time the start is already very good."

Anyway, the barrage is already thinking crookedly, so let them think even more crookedly.

"This time?" Sure enough, Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed the word.He quickly understood the meaning behind this word, with a look of surprise on his face.

And the young man who told the news still had that unpredictable smile on his mouth, and didn't open his mouth to explain.

It was as if the soul that had just been nimble sank into the bottom of his heart again. At this time, he became a prophet who could see through everything and see through all fates.

【This time? !Meaning many more times? 】

【What's the meaning? 】

【...Wait, I have a thought that I think about carefully. 】

[Pass the wheat to the boss. 】

[Boss, please speak (give up thinking)! 】

[Morning Yaoyao and Conan have already seen that what RIO showed them is not the future.But what they saw was very similar to the real situation, and they were inextricably linked. 】

[If you use reincarnation to explain, then everything will be solved easily! 】

[Those memories are what happened in the past! 】

[It's not the future, but it's actually the same as the future. After all, that's where this world is going to end. 】

【Cao, I just want to know if RIO has these memories? 】

[Probably not, you see RIO will ask other people what they saw every time, he probably doesn't know. 】

[Fortunately, he didn't know whoop whoop. 】

[He knows that he has failed many times, and he knows the power of fate, but he still embarks on the same path without hesitation. 】

[RIO!Qiu Ting!It's agreed!live! 】

There is no such agreement.Tsukawa Haruka said that the matter has nothing to do with him.

"Sometimes I always feel itchy." Zhu Fu Jingguang said with a smile, "I completely understand why they were so angry at my concealment before, and now I am very angry."

Human patience is limited, and so is the patience of people facing riddles!

Especially those who don't speak clearly!

Jinchuan Haruka wanted to give a thumbs up, he also saw the two from the script group in the same way.

He didn't speak clearly, chattered here and there, the donkey's head was wrong with the horse's mouth, and important information was not revealed at all.Hey, it's Tai Chi.

But it seems to be Haruka Tsugawa himself that is said now.

The black-haired boy consciously packed up the dishes and stood up.

"Thank you for the hospitality, I'm leaving first." He said politely, pushed open the door of Zhu Fu Jingguang's house, and then closed it.

No one can deprive him of the fun of Tai Chi!

[As expected of RIO, even running looks so calm. 】

[Although, isn't that still running away? 】

[Today's scenery is very sharp, is it because the protagonist of "Fox Spirit" has changed? 】

[Touzi: There must be a place for me among the three! 】

[Help hahahahaha——]

...

Since the morning, the sky in Yokohama has been drizzling.

Edogawa, who was sitting by the window, turned around and took his chair legs in a circle on the ground. After that, the three suspended stool legs landed steadily on the floor.

Those squinting eyes stared at the drizzle outside the window for a while, as if observing the world through the tiny raindrops.

A little emerald green appeared in the eyes.

"It's raining." The social doctor came out of the infirmary, sighed and leaned against a mahogany table, "It's really annoying."

The gray-haired boy who was sorting out the files with the purple-haired girl raised his head and asked, "Does Dr. Yosano also hate rain?"

The social doctor sighed.

The scenery outside the window is a little blurry, but what happened is still so clear.

"It was also a rainy day four years ago." She also looked out of the window, but her eyes were a little empty. "But the rain was heavier, and the sky could hardly be seen."

"Because there are a lot of dark clouds?" The gray-haired boy turned his head and glanced at the sky. Dark gray clouds were floating in the air like ink.

The social doctor shook his head.

"That's not a dark cloud." Her tone sank slightly.

Soon, she took a deep breath and said calmly as usual: "Okay Dun, I remember you were injured yesterday, right?"

"Hey?"

"As for me, what I hate the most is the guy who doesn't take care of his body, so Don—"

Amidst the noise, someone was arrested and taken into the infirmary.

But when the door of the infirmary closed, the air seemed to cool down again.

Only the sound of rain can be heard.

Izumi Kyoka, who watched Atsushi Nakajima being dragged away, held a stack of papers with both hands, aligned them on the table, and then put them down.

She turned her head and saw that the detective from the detective agency was still sitting in front of the window, not saying a word.

The patter of drizzle on the window sill continued.

The whole city seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and even the wreckage after yesterday's explosion was beaten by rain, making it look extraordinarily desolate.

An umbrella was propped up, with a big yellow Picchu painted on the surface, and the person under the umbrella quietly looked at the ruins behind the cordon with his flat eyes.

His long silver hair was brushed to his chest, and he was wearing a white hooded sweater with a touch of pink at the edges.Two Pichu's long ears of the same style extend from the bottom of the hat, and the pink ear tips just extend beyond his yellow pleated skirt.

【Ahhh, it's Hiiragi-chan! 】

[Long time no see, I miss you so much. 】

[Daily outfit Hiiragi sauce, I can, I can! 】

[Only prprprpr is in my mind——]

【However, this also means that Hiiragi-chan doesn't dare to use magic anymore, right? 】

[Take out the front one!No knife!I just want to see beauties! 】

[prprprpr screenshot!I declare that I am the umbrella in Hiiragi sauce's hand! 】

【nonsense!Obviously I am! 】

【Let's fight! 】

The sound of soles stepping on the water gradually became louder, and someone was gradually approaching in the rain.

Through the rain curtain, the figure of the visitor gradually became clear.Some tall stature, and a face that looks dull.

But when the man saw the front, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

"... Hiiragi?"

The figure in front of him seemed to tremble for a moment, then turned around.

The silver hair brushed across the face, the rose red eyes were flat, and the indifference on that face was exactly the same as in the distant memory.

"Welcome back."

After a pause, Oda Sakunosuke spoke slowly.

The author has something to say: Yu Xie Ye: That's not a dark cloud, that's a witch

Yaoyao: That’s really big, what about you, DOLL

Doll Witch: ? ? ? ?

she wants to cry but she doesn't say

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This chapter is fat enough, really!

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感谢在2022-02-2222:58:26~2022-02-2320:01:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: a collection of black history;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Luoluoci;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!