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

Model Saito Nanao, a well-known graphic model, organized several people to set up a new company in order to help her friends realize their dreams. It can be said that she is the central figure of this emerging brand.

It's just that this small company is just an interest club on a university campus in the eyes of many people.

The person who asked Tsugawa Haruka for the LINE number was the designer Noriko Matsuo, a friend of Nanao Saito, who was in charge of designing clothing styles.

The remaining boy in blue clothes is named Yonghui Watanabe. He sponsored this small company and contacted a cooperative clothing factory.

And the reason why they entrust Kogoro Mori is also related to their small company.

"That is to say, Naoto Shimada who died three days ago did not tell you the password of the safe, and the time to pay the deposit to the garment factory is approaching, so you want me to crack the password of the safe?" Kogoro Mori pondered Touching his chin, he quickly patted his chest, raised his head and laughed loudly, "Leaving it to me is absolutely no problem! But is Miss Saito free next time? I want to know some details, we can eat together chatting..."

Watanabe Yonghui stepped forward and stood in front of Nana Saito to separate her from Kogoro Mori: "Sorry Mr. Mori, we hope to get the password as soon as possible, before tonight."

"Don't worry, Watanabe. Maybe Mr. Mori thinks more flexibly at the dinner table?" Nana Saito smiled politely.

"Hahahaha that's right!" Mori Kogoro nodded hastily.

【Uncle Maori is here again...】

【Hahahahaha Sister Saito is so pretty! 】

[But I feel like a scheming, femme fatale. 】

[This is not better! 】

[Have you climbed the wall yet?Then I hugged Hiiragi and left~]

【Looking at Hiiragi in my arms, I smiled contemptuously. 】

【Just kidding Hiiragi-chan is obviously here! 】

'Hiragi Sauce' sat with Matsuo Noriko and listened to her introduce her design concept.

Noriko Matsuo flipped through the photos stored on her mobile phone, and showed Haruka Tsugawa some photos of city street scenes.

"This is the streets of Paris in the evening. There is a beautiful separation between the medieval-style buildings and the many modern people passing through the streets. I want to interpret the 'beauty' of this separation..." Speaking of my ideal , Noriko Matsuo was eloquent.

It was indeed a beautiful picture, Tsugawa Haruka did not deny it.

At this time, a black head poked out from the side, and the big-headed elementary school student wearing glasses leaned in front of the phone, blocking one-third of the screen in Jinchuan Haruka's sight.

Tsugawa Haruka stared at the slightly swaying hair on the back of Conan's head, a little bit wanting to try what would happen.

Maybe it will be directly blackened like King Dumbao.

"Is this taken by sister Matsuo? It's so beautiful!" The innocent voice of the primary school student made Matsuo Noriko very happy.Matsuo Noriko didn't mind Conan's sudden interruption, but slowly explained: "It was filmed by a straight person, look."

She leaned out and swiped the phone in Haruka Tsukawa's hand, and found the next one, this time a portrait appeared.The three people in the picture are obviously the three people in Poirot Cafe now: Saito Nanao, Matsuo Noriko and Watanabe Yonghui.

Conan opened his mouth slightly, showing a thoughtful look: "Is Naoto Shimada Naoto?"

"Yes." Speaking of 'Shimada Naoto', Matsuo Noriko looked sad.It wasn't just pretending, Tsugawa Haruka noticed that the hand she put back on her lap was slightly tightened, this person has a special meaning to Matsuo Noriko.

"Brother Naoto just passed away three days ago." Conan said, looking up at Noriko Matsuo.

For a moment, Matsuo Noriko showed a look of disgust on her face, but this expression lasted for less than a second, and soon she said calmly: "There is no way, the factory is pressing hard, waiting for three days is the maximum. "

"And that woman doesn't care whether a servant lives or dies." She lowered her voice, half murmuring.

"Alas..." Conan let out an inarticulate tone.

Tsukawa Haruka didn't care much about the relationship between these people. He politely said that he had read it and handed back the phone.But when I turned the phone, I accidentally touched the screen by mistake, and the picture flipped to the next one.

Tsukawa Haruka looked over subconsciously.

It was a self-portrait of four people. Apart from the three present, there was also a boy in white shirt who didn't look strong.The background of the photo is the bridge and the buildings of the city. It seems that it should be taken on the deck of a ship at sea.

Tsugawa Haruka moved away the thumb that was covering the right side of the photo, and found a tall building at the edge of the upper right corner whose height was not clear.

Judging from the perspective of the photo, it must be at least [-] meters high.

"This one was taken when we went on a trip four days ago." Noriko Matsuo took the phone, "The last photo of Naoto before his death. We returned to Tokyo the next day, and Naoto lost his footing when he was taking pictures on the rooftop. fell down."

"Brother Naoto likes photography very much." Conan said, taking his eyes away from the screen of Matsuo Noriko's phone.

He turned his head to look at Jinchuan Haruka, whispering, as if he was very pleasantly surprised: "Yesterday's big brother!"

As if he really hadn't seen Tsukawa Haruka before.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also went up.

[Sister Nan's voice awsl]

【Yaoyao frowned, feeling that things are not simple.jpg】

[I want to change the bet I just placed!Matsuo is obviously dissatisfied with Saito, so the possibility of Saito being killed is high!I bet Saito! 】

[It is known that Shimada has a suspected muse relationship with Matsuo, and Matsuo may kill someone for love.Knowing that Shimada and Watanabe are Saito's fish, there is a possibility that Watanabe loves but cannot kill.In summary, Saito Kiki. 】

[Such a beautiful young lady, why is she a sea king woo woo woo woo. 】

【Hold my Hiiragi tightly, I am devoted to Hiiragi-chan. 】

[No, I don't believe it, sister Saito is so beautiful, even if I am a dog licker, I would like to!By the way, Mi-mi said that I follow Ticket Saito. 】

【Heh, you fun people, I see through you. 】

[By the way, I feel that the background city of that photo is a bit familiar...]

[Hurry up and take a screenshot, or Saito will be gone if you don’t take a screenshot! 】

【Have you forgotten that this is a recorded cosplay? Is the anchor there? I want Ms. Saito's INS number! 】

You can't pay attention if you want it.Tsukawa Haruka thought to himself.

He doesn't know where these audiences come from, but what is certain is that they definitely do not belong to this world.

It's strange to be able to add ins across the world.

Looking back at the live broadcast room, Jinchuan Haruka responded to Conan and said: "I remember you, you saved me yesterday."

He is actually very pampering to children.

"No, no, it's mainly Hi..." Conan rubbed the back of his head and just raised his head, then subconsciously swallowed back the address he was about to blurt out.

But it was too late, Jinchuan Haruka heard the syllable clearly.

According to the character design, Tsugawa Haruka came to Mihua Town in Tokyo only after looking for his sister.And Tsugawa Haruka, who decided to use this character design, naturally had to do things that fit the character design.

So he said slowly: "Hi...?"

Tsukawa Haruka chewed on this pronunciation, and the ending sound rose, as if thinking of a person he had been looking for for a long time.

This is a very bad reaction in Conan's eyes.

The elementary school student who knew that he had made a mistake looked nervously at Tsugawa Haruka, hoping that he would not think of the entire name after completing this syllable.

At the same time, the silver-haired boy stared at Conan who started to sweat, as if he wanted to find something on the face of the elementary school student.For the first time, a look of anxiety appeared on that indifferent face, and there seemed to be bits and pieces of light in those rose-red eyes.

He thought of it.Conan had to face reality.

"Hi...who is it?" Tsukawa Haruka asked cautiously.

Like expecting a miraculous answer, expecting a missing petal to find its way home.

As for Conan himself, the pressure doubled.

With such a gaze, his eyes began to wander wildly, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

'Oh no! ’ It was written all over his face.

[Conan? ? ! ! 】

[Too presumptuous, Conan!What if it is discovered by the remote!Do you still remember the promise you made with Hiiragi-chan! 】

[Come and repeat with me: Don't let Jin Chuan know of her existence!Don't reveal her existence! 】

【It's over, it's over, Haruka looks so smart, Conan has pronounced one of the three sounds of 'Hiragi', combined with the context...】

【Perhaps it would be good for Hiiragi Wuyue and Tsugawa Haruka to meet, after all, they are brother and sister.And isn't Tsugawa looking for Hiiragi all the time, so it's not a problem if we don't meet each other all the time. 】

[Hiragi sauce must have her reasons for not meeting each other, what if it is a setting that one must die when meeting! 】

[Wuuuu Conan hold on and don't say it! 】

【It's too sad to meet and die, 'I've been looking for you, you've been by my side, but we can't meet each other', crying my Hiiragi sauce. 】

【Obviously, 'I look at you, my blood-linked relative.I want to hug you and make up for all the time I've been away.But why, you are declining, you are dying? 'That's right, woo woo woo. 】

【Help, shut up, you guys! 】

[Conan!hold onto! 】

[Don't say Hiiragi-chan's name! 】

"It's Hi..." Conan spit out the syllable, and suddenly raised his voice to pick up his own words, "Hero!"

Tsukawa Haruka seemed to freeze with some anticipation in his eyes.

"Hero?" Tsugawa Haruka repeated, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the word.

"Yes! It's the hero!" The panic on Conan's face faded away, and after finding the reason, he stretched out his hand confidently and gestured cutely, "The policeman is our hero! That's what the teacher taught me! That's why the hero saved us!"

The smile on Conan's face was extremely sincere, coupled with his identity as a primary school student, there was absolutely no flaw in lying.

"yes."

The tiny hope was shattered, the silver-haired boy pursed his lips, nodded slightly, and laughed at himself: "Indeed, the police are our heroes."

"I'm past the age to believe in Santa Claus, and I still pray for so-called miracles..." He stared blankly at the back of his hand and murmured, "I'm really, immature."

No one knew what he was thinking of, and no one knew what he was praying for.But the only one who can know is him, Tsugawa Haruka, the hope that this young man just raised has been shattered again.

The corners of Conan's mouth with an innocent smile gradually flattened.

The short elementary school student looked at the silver-haired boy in front of him and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.He moved his throat slightly a few times, but finally swallowed the words on his lips.

After hesitating again and again, he chose to abide by the agreement with the other party.

【Is this really good? 】

【Yaoyao is so sad. 】

[But in case, in case it really happens that we meet each other to death, then it is best not to meet each other forever! 】

【But he is really sad...】

[I hope that God will grant me a miracle, and pray that I can see that figure again.My sister, the 'chains' that bound me in the world. 】

[But there is no God in the world, and there are no miracles. 】

[Why can't the family be reunited, woo woo woo. 】

【distant--】

Tsugawa Haruka, who began to diverge his thinking and think about whether Poirot Café could heat hot cocoa, stared blankly.

It's just that even if it can be heated, it would be troublesome for him to tell Enomoto Azusa about it.After thinking about it, Tsugawa Haruka felt that he might as well use magic to heat it secretly and drink the remaining half of the hot cocoa.Thinking of this, Tsugawa Haruka curled up his fingertips subconsciously.

He raised his head, just in time to see Conan looking at him with hesitant eyes.

Even Noriko Matsuo looked over hesitantly, as if she wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know what was going on.

Tsukawa Haruka felt that in the eyes of these two people, "I want to comfort" was written in the left eye, and "So pitiful" was written in the right eye.

'Am I a bit off? Tsukawa Haruka thought without any uneasiness at all.

He even found the idea of ​​barrage very interesting, and decided to include it in his own script.

The author has something to say: Yaoyao: Barrage, I think your script is very good.

Barrage: Don't come here ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Only those who know how to cut their own hands are qualified trn (bushi)

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感谢在2022-01-1617:56:30~2022-01-1700:39:48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 mines: I kissed my wife and said 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Sixi meatballs;

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