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"This is just a warning. I really don't want to take such extreme measures against you...don't laugh, dear, I mean it."

This time, it was Moriarty's own voice, from the very close machine.

That guy could speak directly, but he insisted on forcing Hui Yuanai to speak up for him, it was extremely evil-hearted.

"Extreme? Unless you tell me to shut up forever." The detective really laughed, his voice was very soft, but no one could take his words as a joke.

His vision was a little blurry, and the massive blood loss caused by the wound made his body a little chilly, and his feet were numb, and he was about to be unable to stand.Xijian Heyin's eyelashes trembled, holding back the physiological tears produced by the pain.

Originally, he was a crispy magician. He was born with a weaker body than others. He has always attached great importance to defense. He usually wears countless protective dresses. Under normal circumstances, the shooting just now is not What harm will it do to him.

Although he asked for it, it really hurts.

However, compared to the pain, there was a more wonderful feeling creeping in, which made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Conan's voice came from the headset, but the excitement has overwhelmed the others at this moment, he can't hear anything, and his eyes are only...

"I'm not afraid of you, sir." The detective straightened up, a little sweat broke out on his brow because of this movement, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You can tell your sniper, next time Hit here, but before that, I will also drag you into the water, you can try it."

The detective pointed to his head and said with a smile.

Maybe it's because of growing up abroad, detectives don't use complicated honorifics to anyone, and always go their own way and treat everyone as equals.But at this moment, he chose to use such a polite word for the person who wanted to kill him. It was not respect, or a little admiration for the person who had met his opponent, but it was more deliberate. ridicule.

"Of course I believe you can do it, and you don't need to explain it." Moriarty's displeasure could be heard from his voice, and his tone was somewhat depressed, "You must say such disappointing things on such a happy occasion Is it? You really don’t understand people’s hearts, detective.”

Cheerful?

No matter who was present or not, when they heard what he said, they couldn't help cursing from the bottom of their hearts.

Your so-called happiness is only for you, right?The hostages are controlled by you, with dangerous bombs on them, and the only detective who was forced by you and could control you has become the wounded.

And the wounded...

Although he was very calm, it was obvious that he was already a little unsteady, his hands were trembling, and the frequency of blinking was twice as fast as usual. It is only a ghost that he looks better now.

Now the only people staying in the control room are Kuroda Hei and Conan Amuroto. Officer Megure and the others surrounded the square with their hands, and began to investigate the suspicious people nearby one by one.

Although those people are definitely not nearby, and even if they can be found, they must be discarded children who can give up at will, but it is absolutely impossible not to check.

"As soon as possible, Sherlock won't last long." Conan said, but he knew very well that what he said was just nonsense, and if it could be done, Sherlock would not be allowed to pass alone.

If he wasn't a child... at least Shinichi Kudo, Sherlock wouldn't have rejected him so simply, would he?

His gaze fell on the detective on the narrow screen. Sherlock usually wore calm colors, as if to look more mature. This was the first time he saw Sherlock wearing white clothes.

However, this piece of white is no longer so clean, and the large piece of red on it is really dazzling.

The detective was more aware of his state than anyone else, and slowed down his breathing as much as possible. There were phantom-like piebald spots in front of his eyes, and he couldn't last long if he wanted to maintain a decent state.

Still have to make a quick decision.

"It's enough for me to understand you, Professor." The detective spoke very slowly. He didn't know if he was tired from losing too much blood, or he deliberately used this speed to emphasize his tone. He said, "If you I want to use this incident to prove that you are better than me, then you have failed. It is a classic tactic, I have notified the official before coming here, if you take a look now..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and there was a harsh sound from the loudspeaker, like the harsh friction sound of a chair being pushed away by someone who stood up suddenly and across the ground.

It took about half a minute before someone spoke again. Moriarty's voice was no longer as leisurely as before, but with a bit of dark malice, "I am so friendly and tolerant to you, no Thinking of you ignoring my patience, I feel very vengeful."

The detective smiled and nodded, even though he looked a bit embarrassed, he still had a confident calmness, "Thank you for your compliment, the vanity you gave me is much stronger than other things."

"Holmes..." The voice from the loudspeaker was no longer what it used to be, calling the detective's name through gritted teeth.

"Ah, isn't Sherlock anymore? You're really ruthless." The detective rolled his eyes and said happily, "Besides, if you don't call your sniper back quickly, he probably won't be able to go back. .”

When Sherlock attracted everyone's attention, Huiyuan Ai finally removed the bracelet from her hand. Before Moriarty could say anything more, she turned around and threw it at the camera vigorously. past.The bracelet exploded in mid-air, and the loudspeaker blazed intermittently, then died.

At the same time, the police on standby outside were also instructed by the central control room to rush over. The bomb disposal team surrounded the hostages under control and dismantled them against the clock.

Xijian Heyin heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a little unstable, Hui Yuanai who was closest to him subconsciously went to help him, but she was in the body of a primary school student, and the detective still knelt on the ground.

The detective acted so naturally just now that everyone almost forgot that he was directly shot.If you look at it now, you can notice that his right hand hangs down weakly, and recalling a little bit, his hand hasn't moved since the beginning.

He leaned on Hui Yuan Ai's shoulder, frowning, Hui Yuan Ai looked at him with some self-blame, but she, who was always reserved, couldn't say anything concerned at this time, and stretched out her hand to try his forehead.

Already on fire...

"Speak." The detective knelt on the ground, leaning on Hui Yuanai's shoulder, with a few strands of long hair hanging down in front of him, and said softly.

"What?" Hui Yuanai asked, she raised her head and looked into the distance, why hasn't the doctor come yet?Or, if she is bigger now, at least she can make him lean on him more comfortably, "Don't sleep now, wait a little longer."

"You seem to be my cousin or something." Xijian Kazuo said with his eyes closed. He remembered seeing it in the forum, saying that Haibara Ai's mother and Akai Shuichi's mother were sisters. Since he and Akai Shuichi are somewhat related, So does this kid.

So Moriarty really has a bad taste. There are so many people to choose from, but he wants to scare Hui Yuanai.

Xijian Heyin complained in his heart, completely forgetting that he had frightened the little girl in the museum before.

Hui Yuanai was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect to hear such words, "What?"

"Hmm...it should be, I remember..." The detective's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally became very weak, even Hui Yuanai, who was closest to him, could not hear clearly.

Before Hui Yuan Ai had time to say anything, police officer Mu Mu and the others also rushed over and took over the detective from Hui Yuan Ai.

The matter of being shot can be big or small, but the only certainty is that it must not be taken out at will, and the operation must be performed in a safe and sterile place.

Hui Yuan Ai originally wanted to follow, but was taken away by another female policewoman. It was necessary to make sure that there was nothing else on her.

Hui Yuanai nodded, at least it is safe to hand it over to the police, and Kudo Shinichi, the famous detective who became a child like her, must be more careful than her.

"Sherlock!" Someone ran over calling the detective's name, his urgency could be heard just from the voice, he must be someone who cared about the detective.

"Brother Kudo?" Came the surprised voice of Police Officer Megure, "Why are you here?"

Hui Yuan Ai turned her head suddenly, there was a certain distance from her, opposite to Police Officer Shiratori who was supporting the detective, and Officer Megure, there were people who would never and would never appear here.

Kudo Shinichi was wearing a black suit, and the worry on his face did not seem to be fake. Officer Shiratori gave him a seat and let the boy support the detective.

"I just came back, and I rushed over when I heard that Sherlock was injured." "Kudo Shinichi" said, he almost half-embraced the detective, but his tone was a bit strange.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang was quite surprised when he heard what he said, and asked, "I heard? This matter is not all martial law, where did you hear..."

"No! He's a fake!" Hui Yuanai pushed away the policeman beside him and ran towards that side, but it was too late, and she froze in place.

"Kudo Shinichi" took half a step back, still with a smile on his face, the detective fell to the ground.There was an extra dagger in his hand, and the blade was stained with blood.

He took off his hat and bowed quite gracefully, even though he was not wearing a top hat, like a magician's curtain call.

"As I said, I have a strong desire for revenge." The person with Kudo Shinichi's face said, but the implication in the words made people immediately think of the person just now, "True truth in such a barbaric way is against me." It’s just that if you don’t take advantage of the present, he will come to trouble me, so please be quiet for a while, Holmes.”

The two police officers immediately took out their guns from their pockets and aimed at him, but they didn't see his movement clearly. After a short shake, the smoke bomb enveloped him, everyone coughed, and when the smoke cleared, the fake Kudo Shinichi Also disappeared.

"Damn... actually in front of the police..."

"Sherlock? How's Sherlock?"

The detective seemed to have completely lost consciousness. If it was only half dyed, now a gash was stabbed in the abdomen, and the front clothes were also soaked in blood.

The stabbed part was not an important organ such as the heart, but the heavy bleeding after the knife was pulled out made his breathing much weaker. At this moment, huge fireworks rose from the riverside opposite the square.

The summer festival was canceled due to special reasons, but the lighting of the fireworks was not notified. At a limited time, it was generally lit for celebration.

The dreamlike fireworks rose, emitting huge and beautiful patterns, illuminating the entire square.The bomb disposal team removed all the bracelets from the hostages, and the crowd not far away also began to cheer. The fireworks seemed to celebrate their rebirth after the catastrophe.

Only these few people in the corner fell into complete silence.Under their noses, in front of everyone, Sherlock, who was already injured, suffered a second injury.

They didn't dare to move the seriously injured Sherlock, even if they were worried, they could only wait here for the ambulance to come.

The boy's body curled up, and blood was squeezed out from between his fingers covering his abdomen, making his skin pale to transparent.

The white suit could hardly see the previous color, and the more so, it seemed that he was more fragile, like a broken rose, although it was beautiful, it was slowly losing its life.

And at the same time, the fireworks blooming in the sky are equally short and gorgeous.It was supposed to be a summer festival of laughter and warmth, but the detective, who was full of life and was still persistent and self-willed to compete with the goldfish just now, fell to the ground dying.

Hui Yuanai knelt down in front of him, covered his hands with both hands, and pressed the wound for him, the detective's hands were so cold that it was shocking, she tried to talk to him, "Can you still hear me? Don't sleep, hold on, the doctor is coming soon."

Sherlock's eyelashes moved a few times, his eyes opened a little, his voice was not to mention how weak it was, he coughed as soon as he opened his mouth, he frowned and endured it, the muscle contraction caused by the cough made the wound even more painful up.

"...There is medicine on the knife."

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When Xijian Heyin opened his eyes again, what he saw was a pure white ceiling and equipment that seemed only available in a hospital.

He reacted for a while before remembering what happened before.

While his plan was to seriously injure Sherlock, Moriarty's actions were also... crazy.

He actually ran over to stab the knife himself... After the stabbing, he still laughed!Sure enough, he was the most ruthless person who attacked himself. According to the time, Moriarty should have been injured at that time, so he could do it...

As expected of me!

Xi Jian Heyin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, complimented himself unceremoniously in his heart, and then tried to sit up.

His left hand was slightly numb, but it was very warm. He turned his head, and sitting in front of his bed was a familiar face that could no longer be familiar.He's seen the same face in the mirror almost every day for the past 20+ years, and it's the only person he's willing to share everything with.

The man's hand gently covered his left hand. The hand that was originally cold from the infusion was not uncomfortable because of the warmth of the body temperature. I don't know how long he has been here.

The other party noticed it almost the moment he opened his eyes. At this moment, he looked at him with a smirk.

"That..." Xi Jian Heyin's voice weakened, and the pride he just woke up disappeared completely. For some reason, he suddenly felt guilty, "Today is the government on vacation?"

"I took annual leave. I originally planned to travel with my brother." The young administrator said softly. There was no accusation in his tone, and he even spoke with a smile.

Harmony: "...That's it, it's, it's a pity."

Help, my workaholic Brother Juan Wang has asked for leave!Am I hopeless today?

"It's really a pity." Jing Xian bent his eyes, and gently stretched out his hand to pull He Yin's hair behind his ears, "However, I also have a lot of time to listen to my brother's explanation of why he appeared here."

Harmony: "...Would you believe me when I said it was an accident?"

"What do you think, brother?" Jingxian replied with a smile, without any haze on his face.

"Should... believe it?" He asked tentatively.

After seeing the other party's brighter smile, Xijian Heyin shut his mouth decisively, "I was wrong."

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The author has something to say:

Harmony: Yes, wearing white is intentional, because white is very conspicuous.

Still in harmony: After the ball, why is my brother here?