I paid too much for the manga highlights

186.

[Underfoot is a clear and clear water surface, and the water mirror across the sky in the middle divides the picture into light and dark sides.

The young man in a black windbreaker wears metal glasses, the pupils hidden behind the lenses have no highlights, and are as dark as an abyss that can swallow everything.His face was indifferent, and his pursed red lips became the only bright color in black and white.

Opposite him, a black-haired young man in a police uniform smiled like a spring breeze. The shadow of the morning sun fell on his shoulders, and the golden tassels were thin on the buttons, which became the most unified glory of the graduation season. He put his right hand on his left chest, between his fingers Wrapped around a cherry blossom keychain.

But the next moment, the muzzle of a black hole touched his forehead, and the fingers covered with white silk gloves gracefully hooked the trigger.

"boom--"

After the silent gunshot, the warm young man in the light was surrounded by spider web-like cracks, even his smile turned bloody, and the cherry blossom keychain in his hand fell and became torn apart.

Finally, the figure in the shadows bent down, picked up the broken cherry blossoms, took off the glasses, and showed the same smile as the latter.

Slowly and deliberately he crossed the water mirror to the light side, but the shadows under his feet never disappeared.

——Light and Shadow]

This is an illustration that has been dominating the list in the three creative areas of the forum for almost a week. Almost all readers who read the comics will be strongly linked by Amway, click in and get stabbed in a trance.

For a time, the forum was full of mourning, and even many readers who did not follow Conan couldn't help coming over, and then expressed doubts from the bottom of their hearts about the illustrations.

——Is this a plot of twins falling in love and killing each other?

——No, this is the plus version of Daoshan plot of "I hit myself" plus love and kill each other.

——Looks like a BE direction...

——No, this is really sweet, come on! ! !

So, under the coaxing and coaxing of a group of knife eaters, the daily activities belonging to the "Detective Conan: Red and Black Symphony" forum increased several points.

This group of new leeks poured in, and a new round of scolding old thieves with snot and tears started, and by the way, they also kept Datou with integrity.

Chiyoya · Painting Great Touch · Saori sighed.

——【I made a lot of money! 】

The customer service couldn't help complaining: [My dear... I remember you were obviously not like this at the beginning, so obedient and sincere. 】

How did it become so crumbly now!

It didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence. The artificial mentally retarded man who has been tortured for several months finally understands what it means to admit counsel, ah no—one who knows current affairs is a hero.

Chiyoya Saori took a leisurely sip of coffee, the rich aroma of coffee permeated between her lips and teeth, and at the same time carried the unbearable bitterness of ordinary people.

She didn't show any discomfort on her face, and said to the customer service from the bottom of her heart: [Humans always have to grow, if you don't try, you will never know where your bottom line is. 】

customer service:【……】

Is this the reason why this woman pitted it with the organization? !

Chiyotani Saori didn't bother to deal with the already well-behaved customer service, and continued to read comments on manga.

At this time, it was already September [-]th, exactly one whole month had passed since the disappearance of "Chiyoya Toru", and the things experienced in the middle... too many to tell!

In short, what she is going to play now is the 2.0 version of Toru Chiyoya, she can let go of her hands and feet a lot, and she has completely connected with the police, becoming the deepest nail hidden in the organization.

To be able to solve a series of problems so quickly, it is natural to use other channels. These processes are not important. Judging from the results, everything is under her control.

If she can meet Ling Gu Ling in the organization in the future, then she can be a senior in every respect!

Just like the friendship between friends who are fathers to each other, although Chiyotani Saori secretly maintained his own reserve, but sometimes he wanted to give a hammer to the heads of those unjust contemporaries.

Although it may be seen in their eyes, Toru Chiyoya is the biggest injustice...

"Let's go" is a certainty.

Chiyotani Haori took back the moment of guilt in her heart, took another sip of the most expensive and bitterest coffee in this shop, and swallowed it slowly.

By the way, she has another one that can be said to be the biggest gain!

[Has the organization's funds already been credited to my card? ] She reservedly and arrogantly asked the customer service, 【There is also the salary of the police, please confirm again. 】

The customer service really couldn't hold back this time, it said: [Honey, you have been talking to me for half a month! !Can we focus on the specular value? 】

Chiyotani Saori covered the slowly rising corner of her mouth with the coffee cup, coughed lightly, and tensed her expression.

Thanks to the 2.0 version, Chiyoya Toru can have a lot of neat things. Now she can confidently and blatantly spend money from the prostitution organization. times wool.

This month, most of the perspectives were on the side of the police cadets. In order to satisfy his appetite, the old thief almost suppressed her perspective, and only released it slowly in the middle of the month, directly blowing up the audience.

In August, there was a birthday party plot foreshadowing, and the disappearance made readers anxious, wishing to hit the old thief's head with a punch, she gained a lot of highlights, and September...

Chiyotani Saori watched the big scene when she performed a certain mission, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

If the forum found out that after she dropped two grenades and closed the door, a bunch of people inside would pretend to be corpses and run away quickly, it would be a disaster...

Miserable organizations/forums.

She clicked on the latest comment section.

[Wow ah ah ah!Woooooo I'm crying, this appearance is very handsome, but is this my husband?Husband who is as big as me is pinching woo woo woo]

[This is a stroke of genius, and the chopping board is also cei (muttering to himself with blank eyes)]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ]

[For a while, I didn't even know if the upstairs was a friendly army...]

[Worth's last prophet?It's a knife!It turned out that I really fell in love with the plot of the Chiyoya family. Seeing my drool, isn’t it tears? ]

[Actually, it’s pretty easy to understand. This kind of plot that starts with white and then black is often the most profound, and it’s best to engage in love and hatred, such as Uchiha Itachi, Xia Youjie...but toru is even worse in the dark, forced (Maomao sighs)]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...]

[Sister, is this going to stop cooking? (wipes away tears) Why can't I have both! ! !If only the degree of brainwashing was a little bit deeper!Didn't the police academy team just finish the ball? ! ]

[Zhuo!Assuming that the degree of thorough blackening is very deep, then how could Zero go undercover... Isn't this a script for gameover as soon as he enters?But the old thief said that this line will not change (messy in the wind)]

[Fuck ah ah ah, upstairs I love you woo woo woo!Because zero cannot be exposed, it can be reversed to reveal that toru is not completely black, and there is a possibility of whitening after external application of wheat! ! ! ]

[Ah ah ah srds! ! !Hei Che, this is a face-to-face shark!The manga has already been drawn, there is no need to wash it!From Gin's words, it can be inferred that this blank month is probably the period of cultivating Heiche to be a shark player, and he has been completely unable to clean up...]

[The smile on the face gradually disappears.jpg]

[Knock... Let's analyze what Heiche has shown so far: the most obvious one is that he has completely become a shark hand with so much emotion. Compared with the police officer who used to coax children on the road, Heiche has evolved Even the house can be easily blown up by killing people. (Good guy Gin II?)

Judging from his weird way of speaking, I guess that Toru's ability to empathize with emotions should be suppressed at the beginning, which means that the organization has forcibly created an anti-social personality. Even if the knife is successful.

The most important point is how much Bai Che wanted to find Zaozhi at the beginning, but now he hates her after learning that Zaozhi is Shensuo.It is impossible for the organization to give up two such rare subjects for research, and it is estimated that they will forcibly prevent the two of them from meeting, which is a blessing in misfortune.

In addition, Toru used to be afraid of heat and fire because of Zaori's empathy, but now he can directly praise the flames, and his sweetness has also reversed... I don't know how Hei Che will act in front of the police academy team Ah, it feels like his reversal is much more serious than Cinsault! ]

[Worship the boss, but there are still relatively few plot descriptions on my sister's side, and I guess there will be more after graduating from the police academy... I just want to say one thing now, the Chiyoya family is too miserable! ! ]

[Even if I'm lying in a coffin, I still want to shout with a rotten voice: "Old thief, you don't want to be a human—"]

Chiyotani closed the forum in early morning, drank the cold coffee, and left the cafe straight away.

It was already autumn in September, but the weather was still hot. She lifted up the long sleeves used to cover the wound, revealing her bandaged arms, and her expression gradually became cold as she walked.

Customer service: [Honey, are you really not good at scoring like this...]

[If you don’t want to feel the physical precision, I suggest you shut up here—don’t disturb my acting. 】

These are just the price that needs to be paid in order to survive, and she will always be just herself.

Chiyoya Saori never forgot this.

187.

"Well, Officer Takata, I've already returned to the apartment, and I'll be back at school later." The black-haired youth was on the phone on the road, walking unhurriedly, "I'm fine, I've troubled you enough these days. "

His tone was as gentle and courteous as ever, but his face was indifferent, and a particularly prominent sense of separation was entrenched in him, which hadn't dissipated for a long time.

Takada Kazugo on the other side of the phone heard the voice and felt that he was in good condition, and warned him twice: "Although I know you have been recuperating in the hospital for a while, you still need to be more careful..."

Chiyoya Toru replied without saying a word. He said he was going to the school, but in fact he walked slowly to the street some distance from the police school.

His other hand was still in his pocket, and he fiddled with Grammani's mobile phone.

It has to be said that the organization never treats members badly in terms of equipment. As long as he is willing, he can reimburse all the expenses during the mission, and reward himself with some things along the way.

Take the latest expensive cell phone, for example.

This morning, Canadian Whiskey completed a task of stealing information, but was unlucky when a cat set off the alarm during the evacuation, causing it to be discovered and chased all the way, but he could only pay half of the task reward and let the nearby organization members Let's finish the information he got.

Then Chiyoya Toru happily accepted the task of this unlucky guy.

After all, the last time it was considered a relatively "satisfactory" cooperation, the two parties also experienced sharing joys and sorrows in some aspects.

Now, he went to the phone booth that Canadian Whiskey had mentioned to retrieve the USB flash drive that contained the data.

Although smartphones are now popular, there are still many people who are used to using phone booths to communicate, or simply think that coin-operated phones are much cheaper than phone bills.

He even said that when he arrived at the designated location, there was even a queue outside.

A middle-aged social animal wearing a crumpled shirt and who hadn't washed his hair for some time stood outside the phone booth and sighed. He looked at his watch from time to time, and then at the man talking on the phone leaning against the door in the phone booth, with a sad expression on his face.

"Are you in a hurry?"

The sound of the spring breeze sounded, and the middle-aged man turned his head and found a black-haired young man standing behind him at some point.

There was a proper smile on the other party's face, and his eyes hidden under the metal glasses were slightly squinted, and he couldn't see the expression clearly, but he vaguely revealed the jerky temperament that belonged to the student.

He held the mobile phone and handed it to him: "If you don't mind, you can use my mobile phone to make a call."

The middle-aged man looked at the mobile phone handed to him, and knew that it was the latest model on the market, and it was extremely expensive, something he could not even afford with a year's salary.

He was a little at a loss and said: "This, this is not very good, is it? I haven't washed my hands..."

"It's okay, I see you are waiting anxiously." The young man stuffed the phone into his hand without saying a word, and said without doubt, "I will watch it too, I don't worry that you will run away with it!"

The middle-aged man responded a few times indiscriminately, and just about to say "thank you", when he saw the black-haired young man handing him the phone, he opened the door of the phone booth without any explanation, walked in, and talked to the person who was on the phone. upper eye.

A middle-aged man holding a mobile phone: "...?"

I don't know why I suddenly feel that the phone in my hand is a little hot.

He hesitated to open the dial interface, dialed the number he knew by heart, the phone beeped twice, and connected.

"Mom, has the money I called you last week arrived? Remember to check it out - this is a call from someone else's mobile phone." He relaxed and smiled, "He is a very kind child... ..."

Soon, the door of the telephone booth was opened again with a "bang!", occupying the telephone booth all the time, and a strong man rushed out in a panic, almost falling on the middle-aged man.

He was sweating coldly, and he didn't feel at ease like when he was on the phone just now.

Seeing the latter holding the phone in a daze, the tall man reached out and grabbed the phone, gritted his teeth and trembled: "Give it to me, I want to call the police!"

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and entered the phone while planning to run, but before he took two steps, he was grabbed by the collar.

The black-haired young man who had forced his way into the phone booth just now stood up again at some point, and his right hand, which was still bandaged, seemed to be relaxed on the man's neckline.

"Sir, where do you want to go with my phone?"

Chiyoya Toru opened his eyes, still wearing a gentle smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, looking a little vain, the other party shuddered suddenly, and turned around.

"You, you carry a gun with you!" the man yelled indiscriminately, as if feeling that there was no way out, he punched him in the face as if he was stressed, "I'll fight you!"

In the next second, with a neat over-the-shoulder fall, the tall man was swung behind the phone booth like a windmill, with his feet up in the air, and immediately passed out.

Chiyoya Toru picked up his mobile phone unhurriedly, patted the screen on it, and blew a little cherishedly: "Fortunately, it didn't break."

The middle-aged man next to him was stunned. He opened his mouth and didn't say a word for a while.

"It's actually just a gift box, he misunderstood." Chiyoya paused, took out a box the size of a harmonica from his pocket, and still smiled innocently, "Do you want to continue calling?"

It was obviously still that gentle smile, but the middle-aged man felt a chill, as if facing a wild ghost covered in a layer of skin, and there was something wrong written from beginning to end.

He trembled subconsciously, turned around and ran away.

Chiyoya Toru: "..."

The young man silently took back the phone, put the gift box back into his pocket, and pushed his glasses in distress.

The scene of dealing with people is vivid in my memory. I have tried very hard to restore the appearance at that time, but it seems that something has gone wrong.

But where is it?

The glasses used for occlusion can only hide the most superficial emotions, and cannot make him perfectly reproduced.

He sighed slightly, fiddled with the USB flash drive he had already got in his hands, looked at the man who was knocked unconscious by the side, and kicked him to the side with some disgust, planning to leave directly...

Suddenly there was a sudden sound of brakes, and the tires of the motorcycle rubbed against the concrete floor with a violent sound, piercing the eardrum directly, making the young man's movements subconsciously pause.

He turned his head and found that the person sitting on the motorcycle was the one he remembered most deeply.

——Zhu Fu Jingguang and Date Hang.

The two were taking off their helmets indiscriminately, they didn't even care about illegal parking, and rushed towards him.

"Chiyoya Toru?!"

The black-haired young man subconsciously raised his usual most practiced smile, but a trace of bewilderment flashed across his eyes.