As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Inside a hidden safe house.

Zhu Fu Jingguang and Anshi Toru looked at each other, their faces turned pale.

——Why was it exposed all of a sudden?

Gritting his teeth, Bourbon looked down at the information he had just asked someone to ask.

Just one glance, like falling into an ice cave.

[Found it, it was Cinderella and Gin from the organization who said it]

Toru Amuro forced a smile at Young Shunran, lowered his head, and the man who worked four or five jobs without showing any signs of fatigue was trembling his fingers at this moment:

[The news is true? 】

The other side replied quickly: [What Qin Jiu said himself is true. 】

【By the way, isn't it said that your whiskey group is getting along well with that person?With that person's wisdom, I guess I've seen it long ago, and it's pretty good to report it now, a miracle]

【Where did you offend that one? 】

Ignoring the successive messages from the other side, Bourbon took a deep breath and managed to calm down his chaotic mood.

——Without any warning, they were still actively planning a plan for them yesterday, why?

Emotionally, he didn't want to believe it was true, but the cold facts hit him on the face, making people have to wake up.

But there is still a trace of luck in the heart of the undercover agent.

What if, Cinderella came to help them?

This idea was ruthlessly cut off by Bourbon as soon as it appeared.

How is that possible, Bourbon.

As an undercover agent, how can you have a chance?

"Hiro..." Bourbon's eyes were firm, "I'll help you, run away."

He can't lose his baby.

Scotland just shook his head, with a relieved smile on his face: "Zero, it's okay, I have long thought that there will be a day when I will be exposed."

After joining the organization, he was already very tired after killing so many innocent people.

Now this kind of ending can only be said to be a little unwilling and reluctant.

Still, I really wanted to take one last look at Cinderella.

He still didn't believe that the boy would do such a thing for no reason.

"Zero, you can't expose it."

So you can't help me.

in the public interest.

Another email.

The blond-haired, black-skinned man opened with a sullen face.

【All the code members of the Japanese Tokyo branch gather to hunt down the rat Scotland】

It's Gin's email to all Codename members in Tokyo.

Although Scotland didn't see the text message, he understood something from the ugly face that Faxiao, who grew up with, couldn't hide well.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "...zero, you still remember,"

Zhu Fu Jingguang said hesitantly: "Cinderella just came to our group, did you tell us about the case?"

Jiang Gu Ling thought for a while, and memories flooded his mind.

Bourbon looked up sharply.

At that time, when the boy was complaining about gin with them, he complained about his vision and methods of catching undercover agents, and then he made a list of how the undercover agents should get out when they were hunted down, which was in line with Scotland and Bourbonna at that time Call a breathtaking.

[Then silently write it down in a small notebook.jpg]

Now that I think about it...

The current situation seems to be exactly the same as the hypothesis that the boy casually listed back then.

Bourbon suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Such a terrifying wisdom... No way, from that day to the present, right? !

He said solemnly: "Hiro, but you can't rule out that this is the possibility that Cinderella deliberately asked you to do this."

He didn't dare to bet, nor could he bet on this possibility.

Although it was true that he was very relaxed when he got along with the boy at that time, and even had some extra feelings for the boy that an undercover agent should never have, but today's life and death news gave him a slap in the face.

Scotland smiled relaxedly: "Try it, it won't get any worse."

He is still willing to believe in the boy, even if he sacrifices his life.

Obviously, they only got together for less than a month, but the undercover agent unknowingly gave his sincerity.

That's it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled flamboyantly, as if he had never experienced the darkness, and the man with the stubble was still the boy who spent his youth in the police academy with his contemporaries.

The cold moonlight shines down, illuminating the coldness of the place.

"—Leave it alone, zero."

May we meet again.

-

Five days later, the sky ship.

Mr. Suzuki is complacently showing you the wonders of the gem protection device in multiple directions.

The silver-haired boy in a black shirt, a white suit and a dark gold tie listened with great interest. He looked like a bright moon in the sky, casting faint and soft moonlight around him, but for no reason people dared not approach him for fear of profanity.

This protection technology for gemstones is quite interesting... It seems incompatible with the phenomenon of flip phones still being used on the street.

What an amazing time.

Grandpa Suzuki looked happily at the well-guarded exhibition, and suddenly turned his eyes to the boy: "Huh? Whose kid is this? I don't seem to have any impression..."

If he had seen such an outstanding young man, he would never forget it.

Suzuki Sonoko, who was wearing a simple high-end dress, finally looked like a young lady. She quickly took Suzuki Jirokichi's hand and introduced, "This is my friend Asaba, Asaba Che."

After finishing speaking, she said to the boy, "This is my uncle, Mr. Suzuki Jirokichi."

"Oh, it's a friend." Mr. Suzuki touched his chin and praised, "You look like a talented person, not bad!"

Qian Yuche bent slightly, stretched out his hand, and the etiquette of every move was perfect: "Mr. Suzuki, hello, I am Qian Yuche, Miss Suzuki's friend. Nice to meet you."

Standing aside, the short Conan was thoughtful.

This guy can always show great etiquette in some minor details.

This posture, if he remembers correctly, is a popular greeting ceremony for the upper class nobles in Europe, especially in Country Y...

What a complete mess.

The little detective was rarely frustrated.

By the way, Mr. Amuro hasn't been to Café Poirot very much in the past few days. The last time I saw it was when I passed by on the street by chance.

At that time, Mr. Amuro's expression was very wrong. He didn't even notice his obvious figure. It must be that something bad happened in the organization...

The little detective had a serious face.

He looked hesitantly at the young man who was talking to Mr. Suzuki.

Do you want to ask this one?Even though he is a member of the organization, he is rated surprisingly high by Haibara and Amuro-san...

Although he was talking with Mr. Suzuki, the arc of Qian Yuche's mouth, who was always observing the situation of the people around him, widened imperceptibly.

—Come and ask me, little detective.

Even if I'm the culprit of everything.

-

"First of all, I would like to thank all the guests for coming to the opening ceremony of Suzuki Group's skyship debut and the 'Angel's Tears' gem exhibition." Suzuki Jirokichi raised his glass and gestured.

"..."

Che Asaba swayed the champagne, listened to Mr. Suzuki Jirokichi's opening speech, and distracted a little attention to Conan who was about to be unable to hold back, and his thoughts drifted.

Already come this far...

-

Two days ago, on the abandoned rooftop.

"Bang" sound.

Blood bloomed from the chest of the blue cat-eyed youth.

"!!!" As soon as Bourbon hurried up the stairs and pushed open the door of the roof, he saw a heart-piercing scene.

Sure enough, was everything before that a trap?

Hiro, you really believe in the wrong person.

Toru Amuro's emotions were desperately rejecting the reality of this scene, not only because of the sudden news of Yoshinran's death, but also because he couldn't believe who the person who did it was.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda, who followed closely, also stood behind the door secretly, in a corner where the boy couldn't see, as if they were suddenly caught by something, unable to move.

what happened?

The three of them were in a daze beyond belief.

But no matter how hard you blink, it's futile.

The scene in front of him was still bloody.

Black and white, light and shadow, changing into a cruel song of fate.

——The young man who looks soft in daily interactions finally fully reveals the cruel truth of the members of the organization in front of several people.

Looking at the little blood splattered on the boy's face and the slightly smoking gun muzzle, Bourbon tried his best to control his emotions, and also to keep his eyes off the boy who was lying on the ground without a sound. tame the body.

He opened his mouth, but was unable to make a sound for a while.

After a while, he finally heard his own hoarse voice echoing on the rooftop: "...Catch, old, rat, the speed is quite fast, Cinderella."

Cinderella casually wiped off the blood on her face, shook her long hair, and blew lightly on the muzzle of the gun. The corners of her mouth curled up wantonly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Amuro couldn't understand.

He looked at the young man who was almost a different person, and exhausted all his strength so that he would not show too obvious flaws, and said word by word: "After catching the mouse, don't you need to interrogate it? Just kill it like this, too It's worthless."

The silver-haired boy didn't answer, just looked at the blond-haired black-skinned man with a smile, and glanced at the door where Hagiwara and Matsuda were hiding without leaving a trace.

——Surprised or not?Is it surprising?

Do you want to kill me now?

He was thinking like this, but felt a bit confused about the sudden surge of emotion in his heart.

Is it uncomfortable?

Qian Yuche kicked the cold corpse on the ground.

If there is no accident, Mr. Jing Guang should have been resurrected by Ms. Miyano Akemi, right?

Well, it's not in vain that he spent some time researching the long-term sleeping pill that is almost harmless to the human body...

I'm sorry Scotland, I have to wrong you to sleep a little longer.

For the optimal solution.

...Great, these policemen can handle it here.

The FBI doesn't care about it, after all, let him help Mingmei, otherwise his plan may not be perfectly realized.

As for the gin...

The boy was a little uncertain.

If he is gone, the killer should just paste dog heads in front of his tombstone?

However, in the eyes of the three of them, the young man was just kicking his friend's body nonchalantly.

There was an inorganic coldness in the gray-blue eyes, and he didn't care about taking Scotland's life away.

The three of them had mixed feelings.

The warmth is no longer in the eyes.

In the process of getting along with the boy, did they have any positive emotions towards the boy?

It has happened, and many more.

just now...

Bourbon gritted his teeth.

Even if the young man knew his identity, at least for now, he still couldn't directly reveal it.

You have to pretend to be in front of the boy.

As for Hiro...

I will take your share and live together.

until daylight.

The barrage people are all stupid.

【Someone, wake me up】

【Prosperous and fiery in a trance】

【Wuuuu Xiao Qianyu obviously saved Jing Guang and let Jing Guang escape from the established fate QAQ】

【No, it's mainly because of the comparison of Touko and the others' attitudes towards Koasaha that killed me】

【... Actually, we can't blame them.After all, in their eyes, the scene is really gone hahaha (I’m not crazy)]

[Why so suddenly? !The official logic was eaten by dogs? ? ! (A mouthful of old blood.jpg)]

[?This tm, full line BE? ? ! 】

[...(silently teasing Gin who is killing an undercover agent.jpg)]

【Gin, please, you are the only one left, give the child some gum—】