Red and black camp simulation game

Hagiwara Kenji once commented on his "beast-like intuition" when he was young. His body and eyes would often judge something wrong with the environment or events before his brain. In addition, Matsuda Jinpei is not a person with low EQ. There is no cure, he is simply too lazy to spend his emotional intelligence on unnecessary people and things, you say his teamwork is poor, and this person can still know half a month with his opponent who was still fisting to the flesh the night before The classmates cooperated with each other tacitly and had a clear division of labor, and they did not hesitate to clarify their positions—maybe it was a bit too far.

He mainly wanted to express that you have always been an out-and-out intuitive creature. Although he often ignored some things in front of his few friends, but the flash of inspiration from the other party at critical moments It's really terrifyingly accurate, especially when it concerns people around him, his observation skills are always very keen in some strange places.

As Hagiwara thought about it, the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't change a bit, and he secretly remembered Matsuda's reaction in his heart.

He was dismantling the bomb just now, but suddenly he received a call from Zhu Fu Jingguang, saying that the month he went to chase the prisoner was completed, and the hidden danger of temporary detonation disappeared. If all the bombs are brought back to the place where the conversation started, the conversation can end, and the original investigation team of this case will take over the follow-up. It is still inconvenient for the police officers from other departments to continue to participate in it.

When Kenji Hagiwara hurried back, he saw the slightly messy back of the black-haired man in a smoky blue bathrobe, and he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know when it started, the meaning of Chijiang that month to them has gradually become diverse.For Hagihara, this is not only his friend, but also a pillar that he can trust boldly at any time. He is someone who can't help but trust at such times.

And such a guy who is omnipotent in the eyes of others is a little bastard who needs to be reminded by them in private so as not to cause him to die suddenly. This cognition makes them dumbfounded even now.

"Little Lvchuan and I have praised each other, and Xiaozhenping is no exception~" Hagiwara hugged his friend in disguise, and winked playfully at Fafaxiao, "Aren't you embarrassed?"

He also had some strange feelings when he heard the half-joking and half-serious question 10 minutes ago, but Hagiwara didn't catch it, let the feeling pass through his brain and disappear, then smiled and said to his friend : "Xiao Nayue did such a good job, I feel a little regretful why I didn't become friends with you sooner."

These words may sound a little exaggerated and nasty, but Hagiwara took the opportunity to say it very seriously. He really felt that the initiative to talk to the other party in the mall seven years ago was enough to be one of the most correct decisions he had made in the past [-] years. .

If they hadn't stepped forward at that time, would they have missed it all the time - he thought about it, probably not.

Hagiwara is still confident in this aspect, they are all shining people, they will always gradually move closer to each other, as long as a little time, no matter what time it is, he will always see that month.

They are best friends.

"Is that so?" Mr. Police Officer did not give Hagiwara's expected reaction, but asked calmly, "What do you think I did well enough?"

Hagiwara was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, the black-haired friend put away some aggressive words, and turned to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang with worried eyes.

"What does Guangjun think?" He changed to a more intimate address, "tell me too."

Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to see something, he turned his head and met the young man's gaze.

Mr. Police Officer’s eyes are a rare water-red color. When he is calm, he always looks cool but not cold. When he smiles at them, the water ripples in them. It is not as rich as the color of blood but more eye-catching. For the precious gems, it seems that nothing can be reflected in these eyes.

——It seems that something is different now.Zhu Fu Jingguang thought.Something very important must have happened just now, otherwise, why did this red color suddenly become dead silent?

His voice turned around when he reached his lips: "Well...my thoughts are similar to Hagiwara's."

"You're unique, and it's a pleasure to meet you, aka," says the former undercover bartender with genuine emotion. "You've done a great job."

The police officer's face turned pale immediately, but because he turned his head away in time, the little detective who had been obediently standing by his feet caught a glimpse of that scene only because of his height.

Before the child had time to ask what was going on, Matsuda hurried back, and he had no choice but to swallow the doubts back, intending to ask Nayue to explain them to him when he was alone.

"Tch," Matsuda Jinhei, ignorant of all the turbulent undercurrents that appeared before he came here, rubbed his hair and replied angrily, "How old you are and still so naive, you don't care about other people's evaluations, why do you listen to my compliments?" you?"

"That's right, what you said is right." The police officer didn't continue to insist, and after pondering for a few seconds, he bent his eyes and smiled, "It's really scary, intuitive."

He sighed quietly.

"...?"

"It's nothing."

They only came to chat for a few words, and Dahechun had already communicated with his colleagues and superiors, and walked here in a not-so-urgent manner.

"Meet you again, Police Officer Chi Jiang," the woman with her long hair coiled up and dressed in a dashing police uniform saluted seriously, "Thank you for your help this time, the bombs on the information are almost finished. Our team will take care of it."

The black-haired young man smiled and didn't answer, just nodded.

Dahechun froze his body, and looked at him with a strange expression: "...Officer Chijiang?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too sleepy and confused," the policewoman finally shook her head cautiously, "I hope you guys have a good experience watching the fireworks later."

She turned and left.

At that moment just now, Dahechun saw in Chijiang's Nayue's eyes the bottomless darkness that would drown her, but she lacked the feeling of being apart from everyone that she could always feel from the other party. sense of estrangement.

In half an hour, the festival will end with the fireworks display. Mourilan has already taken the young detective team to the viewing spot they found at the beginning, and Conan is in Haibara Ai after receiving the map sent that month. Under the cover of Zhu Fu Jingguang, he broke away from the main force and helped find a few bombs at the foot of the mountain alone, but when police officer Dahe asked him, he subconsciously evaded and said that Zhu Fu Jingguang found them.

Nonsense, Police Officer Dahe just thought that Brother Nayue gave him the monitoring equipment, and he looked unhappy. She wanted her to think that Brother Nayue agreed to let him, a primary school student, dismantle bombs—even the simplest one, "Kudo Shinichi" 'There have been countless ticking time bombs in Hawaii - that's definitely not a good thing.

The little detective, who had experienced this kind of mother-type education many times, shuddered.

"I guess you plan to go directly to Xiaolan and the others," the black-haired, red-eyed police officer smiled lightly, "I won't be with you anymore, and I want to go for a walk with the little detective."

"See you later." He nodded, leaned over to obtain the child's consent, held him in his arms, and turned to leave.

"Hagi, Jing, do you think aka is weird?" After the young man left, Matsuda Jinpei asked seriously, "He seems to be different from before."

Zhu Fu Jingguang knew what he was asking, and he, who was taught some disguise skills that month for the convenience of disguise, shook his head: "I didn't see any trace of disguise, and his small movements were exactly the same as aka, without changing his voice The device, and know my real identity, it shouldn't be a fake."

"He seems happy to see us," Hagiwara said to himself, "Why? It can't be that Nazuki is worried about us being bombed—"

"Don't make such jokes, Hagi." Matsuda Jinpei interrupted Faxiao with gritted teeth.

Hagiwara knew he had said something wrong, and looked at him apologetically.

Matsuda Jinpei has always known how dangerous this job is, but since Hagiwara Kenji was almost killed in a bombing on that building seven years ago at the age of just graduating from the police academy because he did not wear explosion-proof clothing and carelessly did not bring a signal jammer. , Matsuda Jinhei is even stricter on Fa Xiao, and every time he takes action, he must wear an explosion-proof suit. Even if it does not have much resistance to the bomb, he cannot just abandon it. This guy got old again, taking advantage of the fact that none of them were there, he took off his protective equipment carelessly while dismantling the bomb, leaned in front of the object he was dismantling, and explained the main points to the younger generation with a cigarette in his mouth.

It can be said that Matsuda Jinpei's anger was stomped out one by one. The three of them fought Hagiwara Kenji one by one for a week, and beat his sanity back.

Matsuda really couldn't accept the fact that he would get Hagiwara Kenji's obituary on the table one day. He always had a very bad feeling, as if one day Fa Xiao would disappear in the flames of the explosion, leaving him alone.

But this idea naturally dissipated after seeing that month: how could he be alone, the little bastard and the squad leader would definitely punish Hagi who didn't like to wear explosion-proof suits and obey the rules together with him.

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"Brother Yue, your complexion is very bad... What happened?" Conan Edogawa sat obediently in the arms of the police officer, frowning and asked worriedly, "Did you get injured just now?"

"Ko... Shinichi-kun," the young man rested his chin on the child's hairpin, his voice was very soft, "You really didn't notice...or are you just pretending?"

Oops, found out!

Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth, still pretending to be innocent: "What are you talking about, brother Nayue, I'm not brother Shinichi."

The strange reaction of the other people after they came was that Conan couldn't see if he had disguised himself because he was not tall enough, even if he was picked up, he kept looking at the road ahead and talking without squinting in order not to startle the snake.

The other is that after seeing the two captured prisoners, he took advantage of the children, stepped forward and whispered to the disguised medical staff about their injuries.

"Officer Chijiang's marksmanship is very accurate, and neither of the two shots hit a vital point." After explaining, the medical staff also praised his marksmanship that month.

It is also affected by the height, the location of the small detective station is right next to the police officer, but he did not smell the gunpowder smoke on the body and cuffs of this 'Chi Jiang Nayue' at all!

Brother Yue's action was improvised. It was impossible and unnecessary to wear something like sleeves and gloves to block the smoke before shooting, not to mention that even if most of the smell would be blown away by the wind when going down the mountain, there was no need. People can do two shots in a row and there is even a little bit of apple candy sweetness that is not obvious.

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth: This person actually went to eat candy before pretending to be Brother Na Yue, and maybe even touched his sleeves.

But besides the child who is eating it for the first time will be so careless, how can anyone be like this? Could it be that he bought a lot of them at once?Apple candy is not a delicacy that cannot be eaten. This person must be testing him in this way, and he also said that he wanted to talk to him alone, and mentioned his real name... Maybe this guy came from an organization , Conan remembered that Haibara seemed to have said that there was a woman in the organization who was very good at disguise. Could it be Belmode? !

"Now I'm afraid of what I'm going to do to you. Why were you so courageous before? You really dared to come after you said you wanted to talk to me..." The voice of the black-haired young man sounded a little funny, "Your reasoning should be very exciting , I really want to hear it."

"Even if you want to do something to me, Brother Yue will definitely find me." The little detective looked calm, but he didn't know that a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead had exposed the fact that he was nervous, "No criminal can escape the law, Just like you are different from Brother Nayue no matter how you pretend!"

In fact, Edogawa Conan really didn't see the difference in appearance between the two. Body movements, language habits, demeanor, this person is exactly the same as Nayue brother. He said that such an exaggeration is just a bluff.

There is only that kind of temperament that cannot be changed - when Conan was just exposed, he felt the cold breath from this person, just like Bourbon who used his organizational identity to deceive him in Okinawa.

This person is absolutely impossible to be Brother Nayue.The little detective sneaked up on the dial, but was held down by a strong hand. He raised his head suddenly and found that they had unknowingly walked to the only road up the mountain. The surrounding lights were dim, which is very suitable for killing people and throwing corpses in detective novels.

"'No criminal can escape the law'... You are really right." The guy who doesn't know who it is chuckled, and Conan felt something pricked the side of his neck in the next second, and his consciousness fell into chaos. Hear the last sentence.

"I can watch the fireworks with your Brother Yue later, little detective."

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When Chi Jiang woke up that month, the back of his head was still aching. He propped himself up on the grass and looked at the time.

It was 5 minutes to seven, and he had been unconscious for almost an hour due to the debuff, but no one came here. This is wrong, very wrong.

How could Noah have not informed the others that he fell?

The player calmly checked whether there was any injury on his body, but fortunately his body recovered quickly, and the presence of the injury on the back of the head has gradually diminished, and there is no fracture or dislocation, just a sprained ankle.

Rolling down from the top and only twisting the ankle, this is not ordinary luck.He stood up, brushing off the grass clippings from his body.

There are still 5 minutes before the fireworks will start. It stands to reason that Yue should go down the mountain immediately to check the situation of his friends. The task only reminded him that he successfully prevented the explosion and completed another ordinary task, which can show that at least the lives of his friends were not threatened, so it may be that Noah's Ark's distress message was not sent out in the first place.

The hacker's phone was still in the inner pocket, and it didn't fall out. It's just that he didn't plan to find out the reason why Noah's message was intercepted that month.

Oddly enough, his gaze moved over the low bushes to the torii gate that was so high that he could barely see a corner.

He is going to visit the shrine.This idea suddenly appeared in that month's mind.There seemed to be something drawing him there.

Nayue couldn't feel the pain of the sprained ankle, so he walked towards the shrine without the slightest stagnation. The shadow of the whirling tree cast on him. Push down the culprit.

The phrase 'your teacher is still alive' led to two questions. One, if it was true, why did Mr. Dazai jump off the building and feign death?When he met Chuya Nakahara by chance later, the man's behavior was enough to prove that Osamu Dazai was really dead in his eyes-of course, it may be that Mr. Dazai didn't tell Mr. Chuya about this at all, and the second is, knowing this Who is the A of the matter.

If it is said that this is a random combination of game search keywords, it is not unreasonable. After all, in the usual conversations that month, he mentioned that he has a teacher who is very important. If the game automatically grabs information, this may happen.

But that month outside, whether in games or daily life, he has always consciously divided the 'teacher' and 'senior' into two images, and he mentioned to Fugu Ling seven years ago that 'the senior committed suicide', But it never said that the 'teacher' died too.

It is absolutely impossible for the person who knows this to be an ordinary person, nor does he seem to have come in from outside the game... I remembered that this was a stand-alone game that month.

No, now it seems that the game is still—in order not to let the memory be blurred this time like the one in Okinawa, that month simply stopped his thoughts here.

In fact, he has always had vague guesses about A's identity.

It happened to arrive at the shrine at this time, and the others seemed to have left long ago. The Kanda Shrine, which was bustling during the day, was dark and silent at the moment, and it was abnormally bright.

The shrine was not very far away from the place where the moon fell, so when he arrived here, there was still more than half a minute before the fireworks show started. He subconsciously walked straight across the stone road, crossed the Ema stand, and walked to the place where the daytime Under a tree tied with a lotus stake.

There was also a familiar person standing with his back to him.

"Did you get the big one?" The thin black-haired figure put his finger on a branch precisely, and said with disgust, "Obviously, the luck in other places is so good that people are enviable, but the luck is so bad, how can you return?" thing."

"Thank you," Nayue raised her eyebrows, "I'm really not used to hearing you praise like that."

"I'm not complimenting you, right? Then I can change my voice," A pretended to clear his throat, and turned his head halfway, "That Yue-jun, you did a good job."

At seven o'clock, the fireworks dragged their tails across the sky and exploded above their heads, illuminating the man's black hair and those water-red dead eyes under the tree.

"Don't speak to me in Mr. Dazai's voice." The player's expression turned cold instantly.