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[Gran and Che... Mom's two big boys, we must persevere! ! ]

[Conan!Conan!Play your protagonist aura! ]

[The little detective has grown up... Although the price of this growth is [-] points, but seeing him take responsibility instead of going straight, I feel inexplicably gratified and bitter]

[Toru hold on!The wound on his body is probably inflamed, and now he just wants to race against time and take him back to the hospital as soon as possible! ]

[What about the police academy team?The police academy team will still be watching!Is Che's live broadcast so good, do you still want to use some rockets to add to the fun? ! (pats the table) (angry)]

[Day, why don't you let me brush rockets and save people! !Conan is moving! ]

395.

Three in the afternoon.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was almost carried back to the camp by someone.

His whole body was frozen stiff, his eyelashes and hair were covered with lumps of icicles, sucking away the little body heat straight away, his gray-blue eyes were open, full of stubborn and tense emotions. Guang Guang, even if he was pushed onto the bed, he still wanted to turn over and sit up.

The medical staff took blankets and hot water to wrap him up, and it took the strength of two people to push him down again: "Officer Zhu Fu, please pay attention to your body! Rescue will not save your life. "

"Sorry." He said with chattering teeth, and swallowed the hot water in his hand, "I think I'd better move around a little bit, it's enough to be warmer."

"You have symptoms of hypothermia!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused, but chose to get out of bed directly, wrapped in the quilt and started jumping in place.

"I have no choice." He murmured in a low voice, "We must find him quickly, the sooner the better."

Nothing else matters.

After only 10 minutes, he put on his clothes and protective gear again, and left the stronghold again with his bag on his back.

The medical staff waiting at the stronghold shook their heads: "Why do you have to fight so hard? If someone is really trapped in this mountain, there is no way to survive such a heavy snow."

"It is said that the police officer Chiyoya Toru who was trapped is the star of justice!" Another nurse said, "The police officers who have a good relationship with him are all crazy, and they all want their lives!"

The nurse who was the first to speak suddenly remembered the police cadet she had seen in the hospital seven years ago. She looked at the thin young man with high spirits and confidence in her own strength in every gesture.

She swallowed her frustrated words: "It's him, he... God will bless him for sure. Police officer Qianyoya is so good, it is impossible for him to die here."

Another nurse sighed, and her eyes were full of worry: "Yeah, he is such a good person, how could he be trapped here... Could it be that there is another case? Anyway, I hope they can good."

She handed out her mobile phone, and there was a website on it: "Here, online safety talisman, Cai Cai, do you want to come and ask for one?"

"Okay." Shangchuan Caicai took the phone involuntarily, and wrote down his congratulations seriously.

——I hope that police officer Toru Chiyoya is safe and happy in life.

396.

The wind outside had subsided a lot, but the snow was still falling, and a thick layer of white blanket was spread on the ground. Many residents came out to welcome the sudden snowstorm, and various shops began to solicit customers under the banner of Christmas. .

An apartment in a secure area.

The room that was originally cold and windy has become more warm this month. Several strings of origami in different colors are hung on the wall. The wind blowing in from the side blows up the origami, and the small bells below make a crisp collision sound.

A woman in black wore a beret on her head, her white hair was cut off and hung neatly around her ears. She wore light brown sunglasses and held a pure black cane in her hand. The appearance of going out.

She was wearing makeup, with a slight blush on her cheeks, and she looked extraordinarily moving.

A car was stopped on the road, and the driver was willing to take the beauty, so he yelled in a bold tone: "Where is Miss going?"

Shen Suo said, "Go to Xiashan Cemetery."

The driver suddenly withdrew his smile and said "OK" in embarrassment.

It was supposed to be in line with the somewhat relaxed atmosphere of the outside world, but once again fell to the bottom.

Xiashan Cemetery is in Jianggutian Town. I took the car for almost an hour. When I got off the car, the snow was heavy again, sticking to people's bodies in abundance, and brutally encroaching on black into white.

Cinsuo's short-cut white hair was slightly swaying backwards in the wind, and his clothes were rattling, as if he would be covered in snow after a while.

The blush on her face is still not gone, it's light, like a flower in winter.

Although she couldn't see it, she was so familiar with this place that she didn't need someone to lead the way, and she could find the place to go.

It's just heavy snow, many objects and roads are buried under the ground, even if you are familiar with it, it is difficult to step on the right position. Cinsuo's walking stick fell into the cold snow, leaving deep marks one after another.

"Miss Chiyoya!" The flower shop next to the cemetery has a wide variety of flowers, and the prices are also very gorgeous. When entering the door, I heard the familiar voice of the boss, "Is it still the same?"

Shensuo nodded: "It's the same as before...and add two lilacs."

The boss was a little surprised: "This kind of flower is not suitable for offering sacrifices."

"It's okay, just look at the matching, two flowers are enough."

"It's inconvenient to go up alone in such a heavy snow. It's better to find a companion in the future."

"No trouble, the road here is easy to walk."

The boss was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to come out with two matching bouquets. Two pink and white lilac flowers were inserted at the very edge, spinning like a small windmill.

The woman took the two bouquets in her arms, made an account, then turned and walked towards the cemetery.

Not many people were willing to come out during the snowy day. The boss stood at the door, and when he looked up, he could only see the woman's black clothes mixed with snow floating backwards, as if the whole person would be blown away.

He couldn't help muttering: "Six blooms...Narcissus lily, I remember that the expression usually means joy and looking forward to reunion? This meaning is very good, but it is unlucky to bring it to the cemetery... What is Miss Chiyoya? What do you think?"

Although good-looking is very good-looking, two pink and white six-flowered flowers are next to each other, like two little stars.

397.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the snow was much lighter, but it was still floating. Without the power of the wind, the way people dealt with people was much softer, which was very beautiful to watch.

But everyone who searched and rescued was not in the mood to appreciate it.

Rei Fuguya originally drove a helicopter in the sky to try to find a position similar to the one in the photo, but after the blizzard came, the visibility was extremely low, and the plane was still at risk of losing control. He tried a few times unwillingly, and almost let himself Lack of oxygen, in the end, it can only fall to the ground and start a long exploration.

After all, Matsuda Jinhei and Hagiwara Kenji could not just be willing to be spectators at Dr. Ali's house. After they quickly handed over this job to Hui Yuanai and Kazami Yuya, they also went to the scene to join the rescue.

Including Date, who is far away in Hokkaido, also rushed over after hearing the news, to help find someone.

It has been able to lock the target near the cliff, but the closer to the cliff, the more cracks and traps buried in the snow, and the farther away it is from people. If a person is in it, there is a risk of falling or frostbite at any time.

The wind and snow covered up the smell of people, making it difficult for police dogs to be useful.

Several people searched inch by inch, staged a modern terrestrial version of finding a needle in a haystack.

"Hey! Matsuda Jinpei, are you alright?"

Jiang Gu Ling found a solid tree vine from the side, threw it down, and it took the boss's strength to pull up the curly-haired man who was stuck in the snow pit.

Matsuda Zhenhei was directly lying on his back in the snow, panting heavily, the headache caused by strenuous exercise and long-term lack of rest made him feel a little tinnitus at the moment, and he couldn't quite hear what Jiang Guling said.

He probed with the thermal sensor, but accidentally fell into the ditch by himself. If he hadn't been discovered by chance, he might have been buried in the snow when he called for rescue through the walkie-talkie.

After a while, he murmured in a blank space: "Are you almost finding someone?"

Jiang Gu Ling didn't speak, he threw a piece of snow on Matsuda Zhenping's face, and rubbed it off for him to clear his mind.

"stand up!"

Matsuda Zhenping gritted his teeth and turned over, only to feel that his whole body was numb from the cold, and his limbs ached bluntly, as if he would separate from his body in the next second.

People who they just came out to look for for a few days can do this, so Chiyoya Toru's condition will only be worse.

There is no time to stay!

Even if they dig this mountain...they must find him!

He picked it up with Jiang Guling's hand, and continued to stagger along the edge of the cliff to explore.

398.

Cinsuo was already stepping up the steps. She walked towards the high place, step by step steadily, two bouquets of pure white flowers swayed in the wind, as if saying hello, the two lilac flowers were small but very conspicuous, Nestled next to other flowers.

Occasionally, when one or two people passed by her, she would stop and turn sideways to let people who were also in grief pass by and say goodbye to each other.

In the cemetery, all the secular information disappeared, leaving only the purest mourning and longing, next to the rows of gray tombstones, and finally wrapped in snowballs and carried into the soil.

Cinsuo walked to a high place, then turned left, stepped out with regular steps like a ruler, and then walked into the most remote place.

She wrapped the flower in one arm, and finally walked to two tombstones next to each other.

The tombstone covered with a thick layer of snow looks pure and lovely, with a photo of the owner on it, handsome, elegant, beautiful, and their names are tilted from left to right, as if deliberately approaching.

"Chiyotani Tenhiko" "Chiyotani Yui"

The third-rate soft-fan detective, who never slovenly on weekdays, was reliable and serious once in a while, but the gentle woman standing next to him occasionally showed a sharp and flamboyant smile.

The so-called complementary.

Chiyotani Haori put down the two bunches of flowers one by one, and patted off the snow on the tombstone with his hand, then picked out the two superfluous flowers, and put them in the space next to the two tombstones. on the ground.

Then, she sat directly between the two tombstones, stretched out her hands and touched the same cold stones on both sides at the same time, as if grabbing the hands of her parents.

399.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The feeling of snow pouring into his throat was so uncomfortable, Kenji Hagiwara grabbed his collar and dressed roughly, his body signaled that he was about to reach the limit, but his spirit felt that the goal was ahead, why? Not willing to go back again.

From time to time, he took out his mobile phone with an enhanced signal source to look at it, for fear that he would miss a trace of information.

In fact, it is too difficult to receive information. After all, the signal in this mountain is sporadic, and it is not easy to mess with the heavy snow——

But suddenly, the signal from the mountains and forests suddenly became stronger, directly exposing the source of the signal.

Hagiwara Kenji's movements suddenly stopped, the goggles half covered with snow reflected the coordinates that were suddenly sent from the mobile phone, and it was Haihara's mournful words that were sent in a group - "This place, go!"

The little girl in Dr. Ali's house looked at the flashing green light in Edogawa Conan's hand, and couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes. She murmured: "Idiots... you must be fine."

For a moment, it seemed that people all over the world went crazy. Ken Hagiwara ran forward dancing while holding his mobile phone, and fell into the snow within two steps. He quickly got up and continued to rush forward with a limp.

There is enough hot water and blankets in the big bag on my back. As long as I find the location, I can give some help first, and then wait for the rescue of the helicopter.

"what--!"

He couldn't help but let out a howl, like a peasant who hadn't seen rain in three years finally tasted the first bite of sweetness, hoarse and rough, shaking the snow from the nearby trees to the ground.

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On the other side, Gin, who had been quietly watching the police and the FBI search, had a cigarette in his mouth, only to watch the traces of the signal reappear on the panel that had disappeared for a long time.

And those search and rescue people ran indiscriminately, and some of them rushed in that direction.

On the day when he handed over the task to the BOSS, Gran Mani happened to bump into Shuichi Akai. After being injured, the signal disappeared. During this period, the police suddenly became very active in investigating like a monkey with a burnt butt.

This made Gin somewhat doubt the authenticity of the Grammani camp, but he still couldn't understand how those policemen who were able to deal with him ruthlessly could continue to have true feelings.

Is this just a trick to play him?

Having reached this point, Gin is naturally extremely cautious in doing things. It is impossible for him to look for Grammani aimlessly, but he can't just leave it alone.

Fortunately, the earrings can also monitor vital signs, as long as Granny is not dead, that's fine.

So Gin waited until the policemen gathered like ants on a sweet tooth, or the source of the signal was exposed again.

And now, it's finally here.

Qin Jiu smiled coldly, and he started his helicopter directly. The device specially modified by the organization can withstand the current wind and snow, giving him a chance to get there first.

There was enough ammunition in the helicopter, and if Grammani had any signs of mutiny, he didn't mind letting the unsuspecting policemen have a taste of the fiery winter.

400.

"That organization whose name is perfunctory is about to disappear." Chiyotani Haori's voice was a little hoarse, but her expression was still calm, as if she was saying an established fact, "I think you should be very happy , isn't that right, Dad?"

"The direct violent attack left them powerless to fight back. The undercover agents of Lao Shizi's organization had already been taken over by the pot-they couldn't react."

"These guys have been at ease for too long, and their level is too poor."

"As for BOSS and Gin, don't worry, their demise is inevitable."

Gibson has been in the organization for so many years, how could he have imagined that the organization would be violently demolished? If he knew, the old child would be able to hold a wine bottle in the ground and hug her mother and blow it up.

In this vast scenery, Chiyotani Saori seems to be integrated with the background. She seems to be telling a story, and she never stops talking, from the present to the past, and from the past to the present, but she does not talk about the future. .

"Mom, too. Now I feel that Sachiko Xintani was able to get that box. You must have induced me, right? You understand the idiom "Sly Rabbit Three Caves" better than Dad."

"The homework I took from the art class before seems to be put in a similar box, with a picture of our family inside, saying that we will be together forever."

After all, the unrestrained tears quickly melted the snowflakes on his face, making his entire cheeks even more wet.

The sunglasses had been taken off and put aside a long time ago, and the clear eyebrows and eyes showed the emotions vividly.

"I'm actually still a little...tired."

The tears that fell on the ground soon smashed the snow out of a small pit. She reached out to wipe it off, but couldn't stop for a while. The pressure accumulated in the past month finally collapsed at this moment, like a reservoir that burst its embankment. , raging violently.

"But just a little bit." She stretched out her hand and compared her little finger, "Just a little bit."

The photos on the two tombstones are silent, only the hearty smile remains.

Tired of crying, Chiyotani Saori quietly leaned against her mother's tombstone, closed her eyes, and wanted to take a rest.

Those two lilacs were quickly buried by the snow, leaving no trace, as if they belonged here in the first place.

401.

Four fifty.

Chiyoya Toru finally woke up, he coughed uncontrollably, bent over, his right hand firmly pressed on the position of the heart, as if he could use the external pain to offset the great pain coming from him.

The blood that could not be concealed fell on his black windbreaker, showing a color darker than black.

The tear that slipped out didn't know where it disappeared during the violent movements, like the last trace of fragility that was taken away, as long as he opened his eyes, he was still calm and serious.

After all, Edogawa Conan's acting skills did not reach the full score of [-], and the remaining [-] flaws were finally exposed at this moment. He patted Chiyoya Toru's back a little helplessly, but tears fell involuntarily.

"Brother Che..." He begged hoarsely, "Please hold on a little longer, can you hold on a little longer? Rescuers are coming soon, and I have already sent out a distress signal."

"Ah... Conan." Chiyotani shook off the blood on his hand, pulled his hand away from his back, leaned against the cliff, and laughed hoarsely, "It seems that I still can't hide it from you, little detective."

"It's also because my level of camouflage is too bad." He said to himself, "From the very beginning, some people said that my acting skills are not good, and I can't compare with Zaozhi."

Conan Edogawa looked at the person who looked at him with tolerant and gentle eyes, and his tears flowed even more fiercely. After all, he was an underage child. Facing this desperate situation and the fear of dying of the people around him, he could not shed tears. It's just the most basic defense mechanism.

If he hadn't had the strength to cry, he would have used all his strength to cry, but at this moment, he could only hold the corner of his clothes choked with sobs: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong, I'm sorry ..."

"Brother Che, I really, really miss you. I don't want this at all, not at all."

Chiyoya Toru raised his hand and rubbed his head lightly, again and again.

He said, "It's all right, Conan, you're doing great."

Edogawa Conan had been hungry for a few days, and his crying was suppressed. He lay in Chiyoya Toru's arms and smelled a strong smell of blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm too impulsive, I shouldn't be here Reckless shooting without a clear investigation, no matter who it is."

"Have you told me this many times before?" The black-haired man even had time to laugh, and his smile was low and hoarse, and he coughed a few times.

Edogawa Conan solemnly emphasized: "This time it's true, I really remember it."

In the past, he never had a brain for these clichés. He thought that as long as he didn't overturn the car, he could hide the truth. Even if he was hit with a stick by gin, he thought that as long as he was more cautious, he would not be attacked.

But in fact, as long as there is an accident, the price is absolutely unbearable for him.

"But it seems that you didn't have a good rest at night." Chiyo Yatoru's voice was very peaceful, but it became weaker and weaker, his black eyes were a little blurred, as if covered by a layer of snow, "I underestimated your ability .”

Edogawa Conan shook his head, he stretched out his hand to touch Chiyoya Tetsu's hot forehead, his blue eyes were full of anxiety: "Brother Tetsu, wake up again, I seem to hear the sound of a helicopter coming!"

Chiyoya Toru pushed his hand away and shook his head slowly: "Since you didn't rest at night, you should have heard what I said?"

Edogawa Conan froze for a moment.

He knew what Chiyoya Toru meant, but the locator of Rao Shizi was not a bomb, they could completely move to a safer place, and heal the injury first...

Seeing Chiyoya Toru looking tired and about to fall asleep, Edogawa Conan broke the jar directly, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Brother Tetsu, Gran Mani! Come out one of you, and you are not allowed to sleep in shifts." !"

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! Sister Zaori is still waiting for you to go back!" He yelled in Chiyoya Che's ear, "I told you that police officer Zhu Fu might like Sister Zaori, Brother Che, you have to go back and beat him up. You can’t get him so cheap!”

Chiyoya Toru's expression was rarely genuinely dazed, but immediately, he lowered his eyes, still stroking Edogawa Conan's head again and again, and never said anything about Chiyoya Haori.

It was as if he had given up on treatment.

Edogawa Conan's face was full of tears, he almost pleaded: "It's really not possible, you can let Gran Mani come out and beat me..."

The black-haired young man gently dropped a bomb into the already scarred world, and he said, "Conan, it's me."

"It's been me all along."

Edogawa Conan froze in place, his tired brain tried to understand this sentence, but it was contradictory.

Chiyoya Toru's forehead hair was already drenched in cold sweat, his breathing was a little short, and his mood returned to calm after a short-term fluctuation. His voice was low and nervous, with some nervous confusion: "Gran, he's gone, I think Get him out."

"He wanted to ask me these questions, and I answered them all."

"However, he still won't come out to see me."

His voice became lower and lower, more and more helpless, as if he had grasped the last straw, he supported Conan Edogawa's shoulder.

"Conan, he doesn't want to come to see me."

Edogawa Conan's movements froze suddenly, as if he had been pierced by a cold ice cone, even the blood all over his body was condensed into immovable ice balls, making the sound of sour teeth colliding.

He looked at Toru Chiyoya, at the bewildered expression of the child who seemed to be unable to find a home, but couldn't say a word.

... Chege is sick.

He was clearly aware of this.

Chiyoya Toru is not as strong as he was in the beginning.

It seems to be a soft scallop hidden in a clam shell. It is picked up by seabirds again and again to the sky and thrown down again. shell out.

"Brother Che." The fear in Edogawa Conan's eyes was so obvious, but he still said involuntarily, "It will get better, he will be here, just fell asleep, and he will come back when he finds the doctor."

"Persist a little longer, Brother Gran will be here."

"...It's great, you also called him brother."

The sound of the helicopter propellers outside suddenly covered up the communication between the two. In this vast snow scene, the traces of modern technology were brutally squeezed out.

The smile on Chiyoya Toru's face froze, he bowed his head and coughed a few times, while picking up his metal glasses, and put them on the little detective who had lost the disguise of glasses.

The door of the helicopter opened quickly, and the silver-haired man who turned on the autopilot sat condescendingly on top and threw a rope ladder towards them.

Edogawa Conan's face completely lost the last trace of blood.

The black-haired man stood up and blocked him directly behind him. He walked forward and met Gin's eyes across the sky.

The white snow fell on the tips of his hair, and also on the red blood, completely melting away the rich and deep color on his body.

"It looks so embarrassing, Grammani." Gin snorted, "Are those notes coming for you? Go and be a bait, and just catch them all at once."

Chiyoya Toru pretended to be impatient and said: "What does this unlucky kid who picked mushrooms into the ditch have anything to do with me?"

Conan Edogawa was in disgrace at the moment, his clothes were already torn, and he cried a while ago, his eyes were swollen, he looked like a scruffy child.

Gin said "Oh?", and his green eyes swept over Edogawa Conan: "You want to take him with you?"

"It doesn't make sense." Chiyoya Toru coughed twice, and reached for the rope ladder. His face was cold and rigid, "Go to that gentleman as soon as possible."

The sound of the wind was also mixed with someone's roar. The helicopter that turned back and mobilized did not arrive in time, and the first to arrive here were the policemen who were looking for it on foot.

Gin frowned and looked at the chaotic scene. Seeing that Grammani was holding on to the rope ladder, he immediately pressed the button and climbed up.

Edogawa Conan was terrified, subconsciously shouted: "No!"

"boom!"

The gun that the black-haired man had not used for a long time in the gun pocket was at its last use at this moment. The bullet landed at Edogawa Conan's feet, blocking all his pleadings.

Chiyoya Toru turned his head, his black eyes, which were not covered by the metal glasses, were extraordinarily quiet, as if countless emotions were scattered in them, stacked into an unexplorable sea.

He finally smiled at Edogawa Conan, but as the position rose, that unrestrained smile fell into the eyes of everyone who was rushing here in a panic and even fell on the snow and couldn't even get up.

The light and gentle smile disappeared, and changed into a slightly apologetic and unfamiliar expression.

He took Gin's outstretched hand upwards and climbed straight onto the plane.

The crowd behind them was left behind with tears in their eyes.

"Do not--!"

The voice was so hoarse that no one knew who made it, like a mournful cry before death, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

All of a sudden, the snowstorm got bigger.

402.

It was almost sunset, and the sound of the wind seemed to be whimpering, waking up the sleeping girl. Chiyotani Saori stood up while supporting the tombstone, and her whole body had turned into a piece of pure white.

Her white hair was stained with snow, her eyelashes were also white, and even her black clothes were dyed white with nostalgia, making her look extraordinarily clean and refreshing.

She helped the beret on her head, and found the walking stick with caress. She turned out the two lilac flowers buried in the snow, and carefully placed them beside the tombstone.

Then she gave the sky a slightly childish smile.

"The scenery here is very beautiful. We will sleep here together in the future. You will also like it, right?"