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"Killing, for whatever reason, is inexcusable."

The young man looked upright, and said this to his childhood sweetheart next to him, Xue Chuan Rin's pupils trembled slightly, he lowered his hat with both hands, and looked away hastily.

She has always changed her disguise immediately after leaving the scene of the crime, and all clues will be destroyed immediately. Everything will be done quickly and perfectly, but there is no need to be so hasty.

Her gaze was shaking, but she had a self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth. In the depth of her gaze, there was sadness sinking into the abyss.

The dazzling detective is always confident and fearless, full of justice, and respects everything.

Perhaps because he was so dazzling and had a similar appearance to that friend, she also wanted to be like him and try to live in the sun.

Leaving the organization, going to school, quitting assassinations, helping others, all seem to be in the sun.

However, no matter how much the person who lives in the darkness pretends, the darkness she is engulfed in cannot be changed. She cannot get out of the matter of that friend. It is doomed not to survive in the sun.

For her who is full of guilt and loathing, pain is an escape, and only death is the best way to end everything.

Far away, the boy left without noticing, she lowered her head, let go of her grip, and called Mr. Nakura.

— beep beep

Orihara Lin, who was dissatisfied because her friends in the chat room did not invite her to eat hot pot, also raised her eyebrows with interest after seeing the call, and answered the phone enthusiastically.

"A~Rin~Ah~"

"Mr. Nakura."

On the other end of the phone was Xue Chuan Rin's hoarse and soft voice. Different from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, her voice was always timely and slow.

"Let me treat you to hot pot."

The slow and clear words came through the sizzling radio waves, and Orihara, who was originally smiling, was stunned for a moment. He restrained the smile on his face, his brows were unfurled, and his eyes were downcast.

Walking on the road, Kudo Shinichi suddenly stopped and looked around in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Maurice asked suspiciously.

Kudo Shinichi withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "I think it's a bit cold."

"Let you wear so little, go back and add more clothes, be careful and catch a cold."

"Hey, I just caught a cold last time."

"That's true, it was still summer."

"There's a reason for that, it's raining."

"Why are you in the rain at home?"

"..."

The two got on the bus noisily, and Kudo Shinichi was dumbfounded for a moment, after all, that was not the reason why he could say it directly.

"Snowing?"

Fortunately, Mao Lilan didn't ask much, but sat by the window and opened the car window, pointing to the outside and excitedly talking to Kudo Shinichi.

Kudo Shinichi looked outside as Mao Lilan pointed, and there were small white traces fluttering in the air. Passers-by on the road followed with their hands, and some started to open umbrellas. Among the scattered people walking, he His gaze was locked on the person who stood there without any movement.

That was Xue Chuan Rin.

She was wearing a hat upside down, a thin black coat, and jeans that outlined her slender legs. It was snowing at this time, but she was concentrating on making a phone call. Her eyebrows were smiling, and their curves were perfect. The long eyelashes trembled, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"That seems to be Xiao Lin?"

Mao Lilan also noticed the girl standing there, worriedly talking to her childhood sweetheart next to her.

"Why does she wear so little and doesn't hold an umbrella..."

Before Mao Lilan finished speaking, Kudo Shinichi, who was sitting next to him, frowned, picked up his umbrella and walked towards the bus door, the whole movement was quick and clear.

At that time, the sky was gradually snowing heavily.

—— "How did Ah Lin know that I want to eat hot pot?"

Orihara Rin also tapped the keyboard to chat with people, and he raised his eyebrows, his eyes became sharper, and he looked straight at the computer screen, talking to Yukikawa Rin in a leisurely tone with his hands.

"I asked my friend who hacked into Mr. Nakura's computer to help install something." Yukikawa Rin didn't hide it, and still responded in a relaxed and leisurely tone, "Occasionally, I will know something."

The way of the person is to treat the body of the person.

Orihara Rin also stretched out his hand to press the computer screen, smiling unexpectedly and somewhat unexpectedly, it seems that she knew about the fact that he deliberately lured Kudo Shinichi to go, but things still developed in the direction he expected, which is It is unpredictable.

"Ah, Lin invites me to eat the hot pot I want."

His laughing voice was low, with obvious sharpness and coldness, and his deep reddish-brown pupils flickered, but with faint excitement.

Low asked her, "So, what does Ah Lin want?"

It is the criterion between them to take what they need.

He knew very well that Yukikawa Rin would never make such an invitation that might bring the two of them closer. This kind of activity full of human touch and fireworks was too unsuitable for them.

It's just a hot pot meal, he didn't need to be so excited, but the photos of other people in the chat room eating hot pot together are really annoying, completely ignoring him is too much.

In fact, it is also possible for him to eat hot pot by himself, but it is not interesting to eat hot pot alone. I didn't expect it to be so good. Since Ah Lin proposed an invitation, why not do it.

"There is something that I don't really want." Xue Chuanlin shook the snow on her body, shook her head lowered to cover the emotions in her eyes, and she said with the corners of her mouth still raised, "I need to meet you next summer." die."

"Die next summer?" Orihara raised his eyebrows with great interest, did this mean to set a time limit for him, what happened there, made her suddenly have a certain time limit for her own death?

However, he did use many methods to help her die during this year, but all of them failed. In the next few months, it would take a long time to make a plan. Judging from the various situations when she died, It's going to be hard to really help her die the next summer.

"sure."

Orihara Lin also bent his eyes and smiled softly, agreeing without hesitation, it was cold tenderness, a tenderness that had nothing to do with him.

"I promise you, Rin."

But whether it can be done is not guaranteed.

On the street, the fluttering snowflakes fell closer and closer, causing some white on the girl's black hair, but she had no time to take care of it, and concentrated on talking on the phone by herself.

"Okay, in exchange."

Rin Xue Chuan raised his voice, his tea-brown pupils shimmered, and his expression was exceptionally relaxed, and he continued to speak with a bit of a smile.

"Help me die next summer."

Kudo Shinichi was stunned.

He clenched the umbrella in his hand, his gaze sank, and he stood there as stiff as a sculpture.

"Xinyi, why don't you go?"

Mao Lilan looked suspiciously at Kudo Shinichi who stopped suddenly just after reaching the door of the car. She thought this was an opportunity for the two to get closer, and she had expectations in her heart.

Kudo Shinichi turned his eyes away, stretched out his hand to cover his face, and patted his face again to wake himself up, but his eyes were complicated and hesitant. Just now, seeing her frail appearance, he impulsively took an umbrella to send to her, and almost forgot two words. People have already agreed not to have any contact.

"What does it have to do with me?" He frowned, said coldly, and sat down on the seat again.

"I'm just going to deliver an umbrella. There's still a while before the departure, Shinichi."

Mao Lilan was puzzled, and looked at Xue Chuanlin outside. There was already a lot of snow on her body, and she must be very cold now. Looking at Shinichi's indifferent look, she wanted to let the two of them use the umbrella as an opportunity Getting closer is definitely not enough.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself." Mao Lilan said so, and was going to get the umbrella in Kudo Shinichi's hand.

Kudo Shinichi hid his hands and did not let Mao Lilan get the umbrella. Mao Lilan, who was already upset, immediately turned black. When he was about to question him, he heard the boy say in a strange tone.

"She has an umbrella."

Mao Lilan immediately turned her head to look at Rin Xue Chuan, who had already hung up the phone, took out a blue umbrella from her bag and opened it, then walked elsewhere.

"Really, Xiaolin, I don't know if I have an umbrella and I don't know how to take it out earlier." Mao Lilan said helplessly and fortunately, then turned to Zhuma and said, "Fortunately, he has an umbrella, you just..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Mao Lilan stopped talking after seeing Kudo Shinichi's expression when he turned his head.

At this time, Kudo Shinichi frowned tightly, his eyes were calm, and his expression was serious. He was very similar to when he was handling a case, but there were some differences, which were indescribable.

"What's wrong?" Mao Lilan asked suspiciously.

"Lan, before my umbrella was broken, you will mend the cherry blossoms, right." Kudo Shinichi didn't answer her, but said something that seemed insignificant.

"Yeah, Shinichi, you always throw umbrellas here and there. I don't know how many times you broke them. I used a similar rainproof cloth to sew the broken umbrellas into cherry blossoms, so that they can be used again. And it looks good, isn't it great?" Mao Lilan was talking proudly, and was about to ask Xinyi why he suddenly mentioned this.

Kudo Shinichi just turned his face sideways, his black hair covered some of his brows and eyes, and he couldn't see any expression. He whispered a bit annoyed:

"what the hell."

At the moment just now, the detective boy with astonishing insight quickly saw that the blue umbrella opened by the girl had tiny cherry blossoms stitched on it.

In other words, she still kept the umbrella that she handed her when they first met, and it was well preserved.

In an instant, the girl's tea-brown eyes came to mind, and the sadness concealed by the leisurely look deeply scratched his heart.

Kudo Shinichi rubbed the center of his brows in annoyance, his azure blue pupils trembled slightly, faintly affecting his long-silent mood.

Yukikawa Rin, what kind of person are you?

He gritted his teeth, thinking with tense nerves and helplessness, sure enough, no matter how he restrained his alienation, he still wanted to understand her.

on the street.

The fluffy snow fell and landed on the blue umbrella. The girl under the umbrella stopped and looked coldly.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and let out a sympathetic smile.

This winter, she made up her mind to die in summer.

next summer.