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But that's not really what made their relationship so awkward.

As the coffee shop's business day came to an end, Yukikawa Rin was finally responsible for cleaning up the store. When she walked out the back door to take out the garbage, she stopped suddenly.

At the entrance of a not-so-long alley, a man in black was sitting on the bench. The two looked at each other, and he turned and left quickly.

After throwing the garbage into the trash can, Yukikawa Rin walked to the bench where the man had been sitting, and there was a piece of letter paper made up of strange symbols.

To be precise, it is a code.

"Snow River."

A boy's clear voice came from behind, Yukikawa Rin folded the letter paper unhurriedly, turned to look at the boy in light blue school uniform, Kudo Shinichi.

"Is Kudo-san looking for something for me?" Yukikawa Rin asked with a smile.

Kudo Shinichi frowned tightly, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, seeing the other person approaching him step by step, he showed a bit of annoyance when he looked away and said:

"The scar on your back was exposed today."

His voice was still clear and clear, which made Xue Chuanlin touch the back of his neck suddenly after hearing it. The scar would usually be covered with foundation, but it faded away today because of the heat.

It was a scar she didn't want people to see.

"Thanks……"

She raised her head and was about to thank the young man for his reminder, but the other party had already turned and left, that firm back was exactly the same as the scene in her memory.

Yukikawa Rin shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked back to the coffee shop, made sure to lock the store door, and set foot on the way home.

The family lived in a ten-story wide building near the old alley, and she was in the innermost room on the second floor.

After walking in, the room is not very big, the balcony and the living room are separated by floor-to-ceiling glass doors, most of the sofas on the wall are gray, and the uniform neutral color shows a bit of coolness.

Sitting on the gray carpet, she took out the letter paper just now, unfolded it, and then smeared it with a pencil, and finally the real content on it was revealed.

—is dead.

There were only these two simple words on the paper. After confirming, Xue Chuan's eyes moved, and he put the paper into the kitchen stove and burned it.

Back in the living room, Yukikawa Rin took off his coat and went to the bedroom, closed the door, pulled the curtains tightly, stood with his back against the mirror wall in the bedroom, and unbuttoned the white shirt to his elbows.

On the thin and slender back, starting from the nape of the neck to the shoulders, between the elegant butterfly bones, there is a terrifying scar that protrudes like a few long worms gathered together, such ferocious dark red marks and the surrounding delicate skin In stark contrast, it was branded fiercely on the girl's back.

She lifted up her short hair that only reached her chin, turned her face to look at herself in the mirror, slowly stretched out her hand to cover the dark red color on her neck, and made a movement in her eyes.

"Are you sure that detective didn't find out?"

In the small answering phone in the pinna, a male voice with a clear and clear voice mixed with electromagnetism came out from it.

"No." Xuechuan Rin responded calmly after putting on the shirt, with a stern look hidden in his lowered eyes, "It has nothing to do with you, right?"

"How can you be so indifferent." The man on the phone spoke with his usual laughter, "I'm also worried that others will find out the identity of Ah Lin's assassin."

The so-called assassin is a profession that has received special assassination training, and is different from ordinary killers. Individuals selectively choose a target from the middleman to execute.

When buttoning up the second button of the shirt, Xue Chuan Rin stopped his fingers and half closed his cold eyes.

"Then thank you for your concern, Mr. Nakura."

"Why is Lin so unfamiliar." The man on the other end of the phone still whispered with a hint of teasing, "Isn't it because of the relationship between calling each other's names, your address is really sad."

His voice is clear and clear, and when he speaks, it reminds people of the cloudless blue sky, but the emotion contained in his essence is harsh, no matter how intimate the words are, it will always make people feel chilling.

Yukikawa Rin buttoned the last button, straightened his collar, walked slowly to the French window of the bedroom, opened the curtains and looked at the towering building opposite, and said calmly:

"Mr. Nakura, what are you interested in about me again?"

In the high-rise building that Xue Chuanlin looked at, in the office on the first floor, a young man with his legs crossed on an office chair and holding a binoculars raised his mouth. He was wearing a red fur-trimmed jacket and had neat short black hair. When it came down, the deep reddish-brown pupils were full of playfulness.

The boy named Mr. Nakura stretched out his slender fingers to press the small phone next to his ear, and said with a smile:

"I am very interested in everything about Ah Lin, especially your attitude towards that detective. If I remember correctly, the successful suicide attempt was interrupted because of him, right?"

"No."

The hoarse voice denied this sentence with absolute certainty. From a very long distance, he could feel the coldness in the girl's eyes as she looked over. At the same time, the unfinished words continued to ring in his ears.

"Mr. Nakura's plan failed."

Because of what they did in the coffee shop that day, Kudo Shinichi and Mori Ran entered the cold war period. Although the two would go home together because they were on the same road, they both snorted coldly when they met.

This kind of atmosphere lasted for several days, and Suzuki Sonoko, who was there at the time, couldn't bear it any longer. In order to reconcile the two people, she asked Shinichi Kudo on the rooftop, and planned to solve the troublesome party first. .

Miss Suzuki put her hips on her hips, and as most of the people who accompany her girlfriends know more, her tone inevitably has a tone of lesson:

"Why did you say that at the time? Xiaolan seldom gets in touch with her because you always repel Xiaolin so much. Otherwise, you thought Lan would have such a normal relationship with Rin. You made her very embarrassed like that last time. .”

Kudo Shinichi leaned back against the railing, turned his head and looked down, the wind gently blew the black hair on his forehead, revealing those serious eyes, and said in confusion.

"Why does Lan have to contact Xue Chuan?"

"Then why do you absolutely not want her to have contact with Xiao Lin?" Suzuki Sonoko asked directly.

Shinichi Kudo, who was momentarily speechless by Miss Suzuki's words, held his forehead helplessly. After all, he still couldn't really answer this question.

Seeing the other party's headache, Suzuki Sonoko turned around and waved his hands: "Oh, you can say it or not, I just hope you don't let Xiaolan feel awkward between you and Xue Chuan."

After saying this, Suzuki Sonoko lifted his foot and left, leaving Kudo Shinichi to calm down and think about it.

Hearing the slight sound of closing the door, Shin Kudo turned his face away, and gradually shifted his gaze from the door to the wall.

"Aren't you going to come out yet?" He asked, restraining his dissatisfaction.

On the other half of the roof, separated from the line of sight by the door, Yukikawa Rin slowly walked out from the wall with a sandwich in his hand.

Originally, I just wanted to have a quiet lunch on the rooftop alone, but I didn't expect to be so embarrassed to hear other people's chats. The content still didn't like my own Kudo Shinichi and my own problems.

At this time, she could only smile awkwardly, and said hello in a low voice: "Hi, Kudo-san."

"Are you eavesdropping?" Kudo Shinichi's eyes flickered with a bit of sternness.

"No, absolutely not."

Yukikawa Rin immediately denied it, after all, if he didn't explain, he would be hated even more by the other party, and took out his earphones to explain.

"I was having breakfast at the back. I didn't notice you coming in at the time. I only found out later when I heard Yuanzi's voice. When I wanted to talk to you, you had already finished talking."

Her words are reasonable, in fact, it doesn’t matter whether you say it or not, Kudo Shinichi already knows the reason when he sees the sandwich she is holding in his hand, and he will ask questions with a little dissatisfaction. There is a rejection of her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." In fact, Yukikawa Rin probably could have imagined that he bowed solemnly.

"Forget it." Her actions made Shinichi Kudo feel a little embarrassed, so he turned his face away and quickly ended the topic.

Rin Yukikawa straightened up slowly, looked at Kudo Shinichi who was frowning tightly, and recalled the conversation between the two at that time, she said directly:

"Are you worried that I will hurt classmate Lan?"

"No." Kudo Shinichi turned his head to meet Yukikawa Rin's eyes. The emotions between them were always very different. His words were sharp, "I'm worried that she will know that you are actually the one she hates." It will be sad after planting people."

"That's in the eyes of Kudo-san." Yukikawa Rin's tea-brown eyes trembled slightly, and his hoarse voice didn't seem to have much emotion, "What kind of person am I?"

The proud detective in front of him had eyes as unfathomable as the deep sea, looking at her sharply.

"A person who can't save himself."

The most unbearable point for a detective who has always put his life first is to refuse to save him.

After a pause, he added, "People like you should stay away from Lan."

After school, Xue Chuanlin saw a piece of paper in the crack of the door of his house, on which was a new code word. After returning to the room and interpreting it in the same way as last time, he learned that he had found a new suicide plan.

Before she could continue to think about it, the phone had already rang, and she had just picked up the phone when she heard the excited words on the other end of the phone:

"A Lin, my plan this time will definitely help you achieve your wish. There will never be any accidents like last time. Believe me, it will be absolutely safe this time."

"Mr. Nakura." She lay on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, "I will not accept a plan that hurts others."

It was just a simple sentence, which quickly caused the person on the other end of the phone to pause briefly, and the other party soon smiled and said: "How could I come up with a plan to hurt others, Ah Lin, I have always loved human beings deeply."

Yukikawa Rin closed his eyes, with a calm smile on the corner of his mouth, and responded: "Then, as a human being, I really appreciate Mr. Nakura's love."

"A Lin is always so good at talking." The other end of the phone is still smiling, but with a deep meaning of playing, "It's just, is A Lin really a human being?"

After a pause, the man on the other end of the phone continued speaking slowly and deliberately emphasizing certain words.

"How can there be a human being who survived a pierced heart?"

The man who made suicide plans for her but always failed expressed doubts, Yukikawa Rin also slowly opened his eyes because of these words, the dark color flickered in the tea-brown pupils, and lowered his voice to respond.

"That's why I need Mr. Nakura."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I will definitely help Ah Lin." Mr. Nakura on the other end of the phone said, "I will definitely find a suicide plan that meets Ah Lin's suicide needs."

Later, he added: "It is very easy to meet the requirement of being killed by others without letting your own death hurt others."

"Is it easy?"

This sentence brought back memories of Yukikawa Rin, and it was also the first suicide plan that Mr. Nakura provided for herself. She repeated with a deep smile.

"How can it be easy?"