unsaved world

A calm, windless morning on Sunday.

In a coffee shop on the second floor in Ikebukuro, Yukikawa Rin, who was sitting by the glass wall, had already witnessed the chaotic scene of many groups of people confronting each other.

"Yo, Ah Lin."

There was a clear greeting from behind, and looking back, it was a man in a black coat waving at her. He was handsome, with short black and short hair, and his eyes were lazily closed. Gentle, but also seems to disdain everything.

He is Mr. Nakura.

Of course, Rinya Orihara is also known as a liar and the worst informant in Shinjuku.

He is also a guy with a strange habit of always observing human beings.

"Good morning, Mr. Nakura."

Yukikawa Rin got up and handed over another cup of coffee he ordered.

She only knows a little bit about Orihara Rinya's life, and of course she only needs to know a little bit.

She got acquainted with him only because she met him when she was making friends online. At that time, her online name was [48], and he was [Mr. Nakura].

At that time, Mr. Nakura took the initiative to initiate a chat with her, and the first sentence he said was:

Mr. Nagura: [Hey, you know.Your screen name is pronounced in Chinese, the homonym means die]

Then, he sent another sentence.

Mr. Nagura: 【You, want to die. 】

That sentence is extremely certain, just relying on a screen name.In other words, the code name she had chosen in the organization had already guessed all her thoughts.

Without hesitation, she sent a sentence.

48: [Well. 】

Mr. Nakura: [I can help you~]

It is a joy that can be felt only from the words.But Yukikawa Rin is not worried that there is a conspiracy in it, she is looking forward to all possible accidents, ending her long and repeated life.

"Good morning, Rin."

Mr. Nakura in front of him stretched out his hand to take it, and smiled lazily.

"Sure enough, she's still so caring."

Yukikawa Rin didn't answer, but put his hands in the pockets of his coat, stretched out his hands and said:

"Mr. Nakura just give me the address."

Since most of the plans formulated by Mr. Nakura are related to cruel murderers, in order not to implicate others, he usually directly gives her an address and determines a remote location.

"Don't worry, I'll take you first." Mr. Naicang said with a smile, his eyes were unpredictable.

Now in broad daylight, Xue Chuanlin followed calmly. Occasionally, pedestrians would cast their eyes on her. When she was walking on the sidewalk, she suddenly stopped and looked at the camera on the indicator light above.

"Is it okay?" She twitched her eyelashes slightly, and said quietly, "If someone finds something strange about my death, they may suspect Mr. Naicang."

Mr. Nakura, who was walking ahead, crossed the sidewalk, waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Then, he turned his head again, with a playful smile in his half-closed eyes, "I won't let that happen."

Casual and seemingly in control of everything, all accidents can be resolved with ease, which is Mr. Nakura's consistent style.

This is why Yukikawa Rin will always choose to believe in his plan, she chuckled lightly and said no more.

Mr. Nakura took him to an ordinary apartment building, and they stopped on the eleventh floor. Mr. Nakura pointed to a row of rooms ahead and whispered.

"In the tenth room from the left, Ah Lin will see the murderer after entering. It won't take long. Don't make any noise. That guy is very quick."

"Now?" Xue Chuanlin frowned slightly, but the corner of his mouth evoked a more expectant smile, "Are you so arrogant?"

"I said it." Mr. Naicang spread his hands and smiled coldly, "That's a quick guy."

For Xue Chuanlin, what she needs is a guy who can strike quickly, the faster the speed, the less pain she will suffer.

She quickly walked to the door of the room that Mr. Nakura said, just turned the doorknob, and easily entered the room. In the room, a strong smell of blood came over her face.

bump--

Before she closed the door, she was hit by a blunt object on the back. The huge pain invaded her senses instantly. Her lungs seemed to be pierced. She knelt and bowed uncontrollably, breathing with pain. .

She clenched the hand that was instinctively planning to fight back, and turned her eyes sideways with great effort, but before she could see the man's face clearly, her neck was already imprisoned, and before the pain came, she had fallen into endless darkness.

Sure enough, it's very neat.

Thinking this way, the pain didn't last too long, and you will feel the moment when your soul seems to be pulled away.

Gradually, the originally extremely numb senses became aware, she opened her eyes as if suddenly awakened, and breathed heavily like a person rescued from drowning.

She who died during the day saw night in front of her eyes, high-rise buildings, shopping mall lights, pedestrians coming and going all around, passing her by.

She stretched out her hands to cover her face, and gritted her teeth a little annoyed. Damn it, she failed again.

Then, she put down her hand as if resigned to fate, looked around, and saw Mr. Nakura on the sidewalk opposite.

When everyone passed by Mr. Nakura, one of them took out a sharp dagger and stabbed him in the abdomen. Immediately afterwards, Mr. Nakura fell heavily.

Similarly, Rin Xue Chuan, who witnessed the whole process, closed his eyes after feeling the stinging pain. When he opened his eyes next time, what greeted his eyes was the ceiling of the room, and the familiar smell of blood in his nasal cavity.

"Ah, did you fail again?" Not far away, a lazy and clear voice sounded.

Enduring the severe pain, Yukikawa stood up and saw Mr. Nakura sitting on the sofa. He looked at himself with extremely gentle eyes, but also full of coldness and contempt. Obviously these two emotions are contradictory, but he can perfectly fused together.

"Ah Lin, you're not dead." He held his face up, the corners of his mouth raised, "It's really strange, obviously at that moment, you stopped breathing."

She lowered her head and chuckled, and couldn't help coughing violently. The strong rust smell filled her nostrils. She was used to it for a long time, and she slowly reached out and took off the breathing confirmation device stuck on the back of her neck by Mr. Nakura.

The thing that can confirm her death is not breathing.

Looking up again, she met the young man's eyes full of searching and interest. Just the movement of raising her feet made her feel unbearable pain. She coughed uncontrollably and said in a dry voice.

"Looks like I'm going to trouble Mr. Nakura again."

"Not necessarily." Mr. Naicang raised an eyebrow, "You are so seriously injured, it is not certain whether you will survive or not."

"It's alive," she said.

Yes, alive.

Even if it's a fatal injury, if it doesn't really die, it already means that it is healing itself.

Of course, correspondingly, the process of healing the wound will be more painful than ever.

In the past, she would have brought painkillers, but yesterday 148 ran out of medicine, and now she has no painkillers.

She gritted her teeth, and the pain she was afraid of had struck again. In order to relieve the pain, she curled up a little.

The bloody figure looked like a hedgehog with its armor folded from a distance, and Orihara Rin also looked at the pain Yukikawa Rin was suffering from from a distance, and he curled up his lips more and more interestingly.

In fact, Xue Chuanlin's failed killing was within his plan, and he used his information to attract the murderer. If he chose this remote apartment, even if he failed, it would not cause panic or police investigation.

Of course, on the other hand, he really couldn't bear to be curious, and wanted to see how she healed the pain that could almost kill people.

Although, he has seen it many times through the monitors installed at the scene.

However, the scene was always different. He sat back on the sofa, propped his face with his hands, and raised his legs comfortably. There was always a gentle light shining in his red pupils, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

She was indeed an incomparably suitable observer.

Seeing her veins bulge out of pain, clutching the floor, cold sweat pouring out of her pale face, and biting her lower lip tightly so as not to make any sound, just the side profile made her already beautiful face even more beautiful. A sense of abuse.

"Mr. Nakura."

The girl's dry and hoarse voice called out his false name, raised her bloodshot eyes, and always looked at him with that piercing gaze.

"Are you going to keep looking at me like that?"

He smiled and turned his face to the side, and answered her in an extremely clear voice: "No."

Then, after she lowered her head, he continued to observe with amused eyes.

The sky on Sunday became clearer as time passed, and the light shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and slowly, slowly, left the room.

The time when the sun sets is also the time when Xue Chuanlin's pain ends.

"I just knew."

At the same time, Mr. Nakura, who was paying too close attention, stood up from the sofa and said these words leisurely.

"It takes Ah Lin so long to heal every time."

"I just found out too."

Xue Chuan Rin stood up from the ground, suffering from pain for too long made her a little bit exhausted, and it seemed extremely strenuous to even slightly raise her lips.

Breathing slowly, she continued, "Mr. Nakura is so interested in my healing process."

Orihara Lin also closed his eyes and spread out his hands, his head turned to one side, with a brisk smile still hanging from the corner of his mouth, "It's hard to move your eyes away from Lin like that."

After a pause, he turned around again, his slowly opened eyes were full of sharpness, and he deepened his smile and said, "Really, it's so interesting."

That's it, when he observes a scene that excites him, he can't control his emotions to be frank.

Yukikawa Rin looked away as usual, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Nakura, remember to be careful when you call outside at night."

Is what she said a piece of advice or a prophecy?

Orihara Lin also quickly thought of many similar scenarios. She, who had obviously stopped her vital signs, would always say some strange words or do strange things after waking up again.

"Is Ah Lin able to foresee the future?" He said, not letting go of her expression.

As he thought, she paused, smiled at him quickly, and said vaguely.

"Sometimes it happens, it's unexplainable."

"That's it." Orihara Rin, who had seen and even created a lot of extraordinary events, also reacted very calmly.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, tapped his chin, and continued.

"Before in New York, stopping that detective from saving someone was also foreseeing a certain future?"

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The author has something to say:

Orihara Rinya (おりはらいざや) is a character in the Japanese light novel and its adaptation series animation "The Odd Records of the Headless Horseman".

If you haven’t seen it, it doesn’t affect your perception, because it won’t involve too much the storyline of the Headless Horseman. It’s mainly Conan’s story. I just think that a character like Orihara Rinya is too suitable for a character I need. It may be ooc, first. Get vaccinated.