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Xue Chuanlin thought that he had to tell him that he predicted that she would be injured because of eavesdropping on other people's transactions, but after calling him, he didn't know how to speak.

The scene predicted by each death is short, and she didn't see the location clearly at the time, and there was no way to know the exact time and place, and it was not easy for him to avoid it. After a moment of hesitation, she could only say:

"At night, don't investigate the case, pay more attention behind you."

These words, like an exhortation from someone close to him, passed into Kudo Shinichi's ears very clearly, making his restrained pupils flicker and tremble a little.

He lowered his eyes, trying to detect her expression without looking back, but he had no choice but to give up when he couldn't see clearly. He opened his lips and wanted to return to her, but he pursed his lips when he remembered the relationship between the two of them.

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the stairs on the other side. During this movement, he cast his peripheral vision wantonly to where the girl was, but found that the girl was still frowning at him.

He panicked inexplicably, and quickly focused his gaze on the front, but he muttered in his heart that Xue Chuan's behavior was inexplicable this time.

"Xiao Lin, come here quickly, others are waiting for your response."

At the same time, someone urged Xue Chuan Rin to go to the crowd just now, and Xue Chuan Rin also responded and passed.

Kudo Shinbō walked straight back to the classroom with disinterested thoughts, and once again saw the crowd lying on the window watching the excitement outside.

What catches your eyes.

He muttered to himself, and quickly walked to his seat and sat down, looking for textbooks from his bag.

"You really are young, you dare to do anything."

"I don't know which junior who doesn't know how to live and die, engages in such gaudy things with Xue Chuan."

"The director has also passed. Such an exaggeration will definitely be criticized."

A group of boys leaning against Kudo Shinichi's back table spoke without saying a word, but Kudo, who was not interested in this, still couldn't find his textbook.

"Hey, do you think Xue Chuan might agree?"

After the students at the back finished speaking, Shinichi Kudo stopped searching and moved his eyes to the window.

impossible.

He denied it so positively in his heart. On a certain winter night, he already knew that the girl had already given all her sincerity and tenderness to one person. That person existed in memory and no one could surpass her.

At the same time, someone behind laughed loudly and said affirmatively:

"Xiao Rin is so easy to catch up with. She has a good personality, and she doesn't see anyone getting close to her. In my opinion, the one who is a little bit likely is Kudou-san."

Being contacted with Yukikawa Rin so suddenly, Kudo Shinichi was stunned for a while, and forgot to ask back.

"Why Kudo, this guy really hates Xue Chuan, when will you see the relationship between the two of them get better." The other students asked doubtfully.

The girl raised her eyebrows at Kudo Shinichi who didn't turn her head around, and showed a smirk, deliberately keeping her mouth shut.

Kudo Shinichi listened carefully, but didn't hear anything, but the other students also asked inexplicably. Even so, that student didn't give a reason, so the others also assumed that he just said it casually. There is no explanation until the reason.

But as one of the parties involved, Kudo Shinichi couldn't help but be curious, perhaps because the female classmate casually said that after Yukikawa Rin returned to the classroom, his gaze shifted slightly to where she was.

Of course, this line of sight was blocked by Mao Lilan who came over, and Kudo Shinichi realized that he should look away.

And at this moment, Yukikawa Rin, who has not looked back, turned his head slightly, and glanced backward from the corner of his eye, but this movement was very subtle, so subtle that Mao Lilan's figure no longer blocked Kudo Shinichi's next second, She resumed speaking with her classmates as before.

In the encounters after school, his and her eyes rarely met, which was deliberately avoided by her. For an assassin who is sensitive to the surrounding environment, it is not difficult to identify the source of the gaze. It's not difficult either.

Therefore, looking back for only a few seconds from the side of the head seemed so inexplicable.

As the days were getting closer to Xia Tian, ​​because of that foresight, he and her had crossed the gap that had persisted for nearly half a year. Just because of one sentence, it seemed that there was a possibility of shrinking.

In other words, between him and her, there was someone who longed to shrink.

——"Student Jin Chuan."

At the school gate after school, Kudo Shinichi, who had been waiting for a long time, stopped the female classmate who said that during the day.

As if Jin Chuan had known for a long time, he let his friend go first, and confidently walked towards Kudo Shinichi.

"Why, the famous detective has something to do with me?"

Kudo Shinichi didn't care about the other party's ridicule, and asked straight to the point: "What do you mean by saying that during the day?"

"Which sentence, I talk a lot every day." Jin Chuan said with a shrug.

Kudo Shinichi frowned and looked at Jin Chuan, knowing that the other party was asking questions knowingly, and his face showed embarrassment.

After rubbing his forehead helplessly, the teenager who reasoned countless times and still couldn't find the reason still compromised and said:

"It's Xuechuan..."

Before he could say anything, he was stopped abruptly. At the school gate, only a few steps away from Jin Chuan, Xue Chuan Rin passed by the two of them calmly.

"Be careful on the road, Xiao Lin." Jin Chuan turned around and smiled happily.

Kudo Shinichi turned black as if he had stepped into a pit.

Why did she come out at exactly this time?

The coincidence of this timing made him extremely suspicious that it was Jin Chuan's deliberate arrangement.

But because there are too many uncertain factors in it, it is really not like the heartless Jin Chuan's brain can arrange it, so the famous detective can only endure his unhappiness, and continue to ask, thinking he is unlucky:

"So, why do you say that?"

"That, I just said it casually." At this moment, student Jin Chuan had a look of sudden realization, and added deliberately embarrassedly, "There is really no reason."

After hearing this answer, Kudo Shinichi said that it was very bad, super bad.

The high school student detective was a little hesitant, but he could only lower his eyes helplessly and disappointed at the other party's indifferent expression, and said goodbye to classmate Jin Chuan with an ordinary attitude.

Seeing the back of Kudo Shinichi leaving, classmate Jin Chuan tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, looked at him with a smile, and suddenly called him to stop.

"Hey, Kudo."

After a pause, she smiled meaningfully.

"Don't you hate Xiao Lin that much at all?"

Kudo Shinichi, who heard this sentence, was not in a hurry to deny it, and continued walking as if he hadn't heard it.

It's just that if the other party is facing the front, you will definitely see the starlight flickering in the boy's blue pupils.

how is this possible.

How could he not hate Yukikawa Rin?

After walking away, he looked at the palm of his hand, then slowly touched the back of his neck, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if recalling the sweetness of wine in his palm on a dark snowy day.

But after that night.

How is it possible.

How could he really hate Yukikawa Rin?

Kudo Shinichi should hate Yukikawa Rin.

In Yukikawa Rin's view, it is intuition and instinct for detectives to hate criminals, abandoning all connections due to similarities.

It's just that the unfinished question from the young man that I occasionally heard at the school gate just now moved her somewhat, and her determined dislike was also swaying.

Just at this time, a short message sounded on her mobile phone, and when she opened it, it was Mr. Naicang's reminder.

Mr. Nagura: [Ah Rin, don't forget tomorrow. 】

Rare, purposely alerted information.

Xue Chuanlin didn't return, but stood in the empty room, looking up at the camera in the room, those calm eyes seemed to silently respond to his uncertainty about his own death.

She had already made up her mind that nothing could shake her, the idea of ​​death.

Then, as usual, she drew up the curtains, turned off the lights, and took off the tight clothes. The wound from the impact in the morning was clearly exposed. She took out the medicine and sprinkled it on the wound while gritted her teeth and trembled. This is to delay the healing of the wound and deepen the pain. Drugs are one of the ways she punishes herself.

Only when the pain is over can she fall asleep.

In the long and ever approaching summer night, sleep.

But this time, it didn't take long to fall asleep.

What woke Yukikawa Rin was the night wind.

To be precise, it was the white figure brought by the wind.

She opened her eyes vigilantly, opened the curtains without her shoes on, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a figure in a white dress was clearly visible under the moonlight.

It was the strange thief who reappeared eight years later, his white cloak was waving unruly, and the man stood tall and straight on the railing of the balcony.

He turned sideways, the black hair under the white top hat was blown a bit messy by the wind, the eyes covered by the monocle couldn't be seen clearly, only a smile appeared on the corner of the other party's mouth, and he bowed down to give a gentleman's salute .

"I'm sorry to disturb the rest of the beautiful lady."

Yukikawa Rin narrowed his eyes, and took a few steps closer, trying to see the other person's face clearly.

"I'm a little tired from flying, and I want to take a short rest here. I wonder if the beautiful lady agrees?" The rumored gentleman's Phantom Thief said politely, keeping a safe distance.

But what he said was somewhat unreasonable. A strange thief who swims at night with a hang glider, parked in a residential building on the second floor, should have a better choice in terms of distance and environment.

"What are you hiding?" She asked bluntly, her eyes locked on the left arm of the strange thief, the arm hidden under the cloak smelled of blood.

The strange thief was obviously a little surprised, subconsciously tightened his left arm, then continued to calmly lower the brim of his hat, and said with a steady smile:

"It's not good to know too much, fair lady."

With just one word, the Phantom Thief under the moon stretched out his hang glider and flew towards the sky, leaving behind only an air-cut wind and a few traces of blood that fell on the railing when he looked carefully.

She only wanted to wipe away the blood, but when she approached, she smelled an unusual smell in the blood, and then looked at the white figure that was gradually moving away from the dumb-black sky, her eyes were cold and calm.

This was originally something that had nothing to do with her, but she felt extremely uneasy because of the familiar and strange smell in the blood.

That was the smell of that organization.