Red and black camp simulation game

Relying on willpower, Jiang Gu Ling resisted the urge to ask questions on the spot.

The prisoner has been confirmed dead, and the police still need a few people present to make a record and tell what happened. Furutani Rei and Conan volunteered to let the frightened Akatsuki Miyamoto sit in their car with children , sent to the Metropolitan Police Department by them.

The leader was Ita, and the big brother just glanced at the overly similar face of the black-haired victim before readily agreeing.

"What do you mean by Miyamoto-kun's words?" Rei Furutani asked cautiously after he pressed the door lock button after getting into the car, hiding those vigilance well, so as not to show his feet again and be regarded as He still had a polite smirk on his face, "If we had met before, I would never forget it. After all, Miyamoto-kun does have a face that surprises people."

What he said meant something, Nayue easily understood the meaning, but didn't intend to cooperate with him to proceed with the following conversation.

"It literally means that you work as a clerk in a certain coffee shop, and at the same time you have to take care of being a policeman and... Wow, it seems that you are still a member of a large-scale transnational criminal organization," said the astonishing speech The young man was calm. He just glanced at the man in the driver's seat and turned his head back. He reached out and fiddled with the dangling Pikachu pendant hanging under the rearview mirror, and continued casually, "I said, the little classmate in the back Does the Date Police Department in the police car in front of you know that you only slept for four hours last night? Fatigue driving is not a problem, it’s a crime of knowing the law.”

Furutani Rei opened up the signal jammer on the car with one free hand before the sentence "combined consideration" came out. If it wasn't for his excellent driving skills, he might have crashed somewhere, and Edogawa Conan in the back seat was also shocked. Their eyes widened, neither of them expected that the other party would completely strip Jiang Gu Ling's identity so simply.

Nayue raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems that not only do you think I'm not a good person, Edogawa also recognized me as someone in that organization."

The rearview mirror could clearly see the more nervous expression on the little boy's face. The player sighed helplessly. Is he so scary? Before, the little detective dared to be reckless when facing the gin, but how come he changed? That's it... But it's grown a lot, kid.

"All this information was told by Hinata Tsukasa?" After confirming the identity of the murderer and the only deceased today through the information sent by his subordinates, Furutani Rei stopped acting with the other party, and said in a cold and serious tone, "Your real identity is not just an intern Teacher."

"I'm asking this for the third time... so I've said it all, I'm a detective, detective!" The young man who had just passed his 22nd birthday in the information suddenly sat up when he heard this, and reached out and patted the cushion on his right leg twice dissatisfied. "Teacher is a side job. Besides, that idiot Hinata doesn't know anything, okay? Your police found the wrong person at the beginning."

"Why should I get your information from him? Why do I have to accommodate you and explain things that can be understood at a glance? You are not my student, boring. I am not interested in the details of the incident. Explain to the police a second time later," Nayue said as she recalled her experience as a teacher this week, and went in with a little real impatience, yelling even more vigorously, "Even if you hide your identity It's really not bad, but I can only fool the group of goldfish detectives whose brains are full of water and paste. In my eyes, they are all transparent. Isn't this a matter of course? Edogawa kid let alone, you really Have you ever tried to hide your identity - even I don't know why others can't see that you are Kudo Shinichi, are you wearing a more rustic version of Kryptonian glasses?"

The undercover public security agent who can only fool goldfish & the kid detective wearing Kryptonian glasses: ...

They felt the same speechlessness at the same moment.

And what I thought about in that month was that every time after class, a group of students would try to surround him and ask him various strange questions, 'Do you have a girlfriend, teacher', 'What does the teacher like to eat', 'Is the teacher a writer', and so on.

Of course, that month was too lazy to answer, but they couldn’t stop them from prescribing the right medicine. After learning from Atsushi Murasakihara that he likes snacks, he would bring a big bag of snacks with different flavors to feed him every time. If you don't eat, you will be out of character.

That's right, it's not that he's greedy, it's all because other people want to send him so much food.

In the same way, he explained it so clearly (self-confessed), and Zero and the little detective still have to ask back and forth, even if they know that this is an indispensable vigilance for the police, they are very tired of cooperating. Besides, there is no concept of human feelings. ' Is there anything wrong with Miyamoto-sensei directly refusing to answer boring questions?No.

And he wanted to complain about it a long time ago.The black-haired young man leaned back in his chair with satisfaction, and hummed again.

The other two focused their attention again at the same time, Nayue paused, and said amusedly: "It's because of this song that I've been doing it for a long time. I just sang it casually when I was in a good mood, and I overreacted about the intelligence-related matters at hand." It's not a good thing to be sensitive."

"At that time, he wanted to attack you. Why did he end up committing suicide?" Conan couldn't help asking what had been stuck in his heart, and leaning on the back of the chair, he leaned over his little furry head and looked at it seriously. That month, "Sensei Miyamoto, can I trust your position?"

He shouldn't have asked the latter sentence like that, but the previous thought about "Is Miyamoto Akatsuki Rum" so hot-blooded and without specific basis disappeared when the other party said a few words after getting in the car, the detective's mother He is a well-known actor, and his elder brother has taught him various tricks to distinguish lies. Coupled with his own keen observation skills, few people can use acting skills to deceive Conan after he calms down.

In other words, at this time, the young detective decided to trust his intuition and the reasoning he had observed along the way, that is, Akatsuki Miyamoto was not lying the whole time, whether it was mentioning their true identities or Hinata Tsukasa. , He can't even see his micro-expressions. If it's all a show, Conan can't expose him at all, so it's better to test it out one last time.

Hearing this, the lazy young man with half-closed eyelids shifted his gaze to the child, and met those blue round eyes. After a long while, he bent his eyes and said briskly: "Of course, I will never treat you Do it."

"After all, detectives are also law-abiding citizens," Nayue added.

"arrive."

Furutani stepped on the brakes at the right time, and interrupted the conversation between the two with a smile: "Get out of the car, I hope Miyamoto-kun, as a law-abiding citizen (accent), knows what to say and what not to say, I will contact you in time your."

That month didn't give any other reaction. She glanced at the blond young man with distaste, stretched out her hand and pinched the bright yellow electric mouse: "How about selling this to me?"

"...It's not mine," Jiang Guling frowned, throwing back the other party's taunt earlier, "Didn't the great detective see this?"

Of course it can be seen, how can a guy with a simple and frigid style decoration such as a safe house hang a Pikachu in the car.That month's belly cursed, his original intention was not to buy this pendant, but he just wanted to test the reaction of the same period.

Because this pendant is exactly the same as the one he saw last night, the player's intuition tells him that something is wrong, he knows that his friends probably made that weird doll dream, and he was just pulled The innocent people who went in.

But why do they have such dreams, are there other "dreams" related to him in places he doesn't know?

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Hagiwara Kenji sneezed, he poked his head out of the car window and looked around suspiciously, he was stunned for a few seconds by a figure with his back turned into the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, and then he was slapped on the back by Matsuda Jinpei.

"Why are you in a daze, you won't be able to pay for the loss of the kid behind you and sell it." His boy gave him a white look, "Driving and watching the road carefully."

Hagiwara twitched the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Zhenping, you are the one who is not looking at the road, we have all arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Sister Qiansu, a traffic policeman, how did you raise your younger brother into a Brian O'Connor*?" Matsuda Jinhei pretended not to hear the excuse, and complained, "If you are brought back by a colleague someday, I won't be fined." It will be strange."

The two laughed and cursed, and Hagiwara parked the bomb disposal vehicle safely, and opened the door to check the situation of the hostages rescued in the bomb disposal operation.

"Akashi-kun, you're at the Metropolitan Police Department." The young man raised his voice.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." The boy who got out of the car untied the blanket on his shoulders, and said the first words after being rescued, "Excuse me, where is my teacher?"

The boy's voice sounded like a police officer's.The two EOD policemen were stunned, looking uncomfortable.

"As for the other hostage, I saw him go in just now." Hagiwara reacted first, and nodded at Akashi Seijuro, "We should be able to meet him in the past now."

As he said that, maybe stimulated by the familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Kenji Hagiwara began to flash some fragments of the vague dream last night, and the back just now overlapped with them under the NoName building half a month ago. On the figure passing by, these pictures became clearer and clearer, and a crazy idea suddenly jumped out.

"Noah said that the person who was kidnapped with Akashi has a high degree of coincidence with Konazuki based on rough facial recognition," Kenji Hagiwara He said to himself, "Oops, I'm starting to doubt it... But are these just my imagination?"

From the very beginning, he was unwilling to believe that that person would die here, not to mention that after comparing the scenes in those nightmares with each other, even if he couldn't believe it anymore, several materialistic police officers had to admit that his friends seemed to be so A little -- well, very unscientific.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the existence of fatal wounds on the other party's body, as well as the tragic wound left by the bullet passing through the chest they saw in their dreams, and the scar on the neck that Matsuda Jinhei had witnessed and disappeared.

If it was really just a dream, why did everyone clearly remember that the corresponding scar appeared on the police officer?

How much they had hated it in the past, and how much they longed for this dream to reappear now.

Because of that, it might show that some little bastard didn't die in the sea of ​​fire, and wasn't burned into charred ashes that his own father couldn't recognize.

"Maybe Xiao Nayue really didn't die...?"

In front of Kenji Hagiwara was the simplest verification method - he decided to ask the person who was in charge of restraining the 'corpse' at that time.

Even if the answer wasn't what he wanted to see, Hagiwara accepted it.One has to have some hope, right?Otherwise, how can I support myself to continue living freely in this world where someone is missing and their memories of seven years are everywhere.

Hagiwara didn't wear a black suit like Matsuda to remind himself that every day is that person's funeral, reminding himself that that person is dead, but he had the deepest doubts from the beginning.

He is the one who least accepts reality among all of them, and of course, the one with the most accurate intuition.

Kenji Hagiwara knocked on the screen of his mobile phone, and called out Noah's Ark, the No. [-] member of the (temporarily formed) Alliance of Not Accepting Reality, and seriously expressed his conjecture.

"Can you help me find out the truth, little Noah." The semi-long-haired police officer in short-sleeved police uniform after taking off the explosion-proof suit asked with downcast eyes.

[I can't wait, Brother Yan. ]