you redeemed me

A pure white greeting card with a bright red sentence written on it: "Asecretmakesawomanwoman"

There is no inscription, no signature, only this sentence, succinctly - chilling.

A white bench was always placed in the yard. Miyano Shiho was sitting on the bench with a greeting card in his hand, wrapped in a quilt, his eyelashes drooping, his expression indifferent, his face neither sad nor happy ...the frost is getting thicker.

With a slight trembling of her fingertips, she suddenly put the card to her nose, leaned closer, and sniffed gently.

Undoubtedly, the smell of blood, dried blood.

Whose blood is it?

Belmod...

No one would send her a greeting card, so she would never look at the mailbox at the door. However, this greeting card was placed on this chair.

A gust of cold wind blew by without warning, bringing out fluffy white snow.

The greeting card was dropped from his hand, and was blown to the ground by the wind. It seemed that his cheeks felt a slight coolness. When he looked up, the sky was full of snowflakes. Miyano Shiho calmly admired the most beautiful scenery in winter.

At the same time, in the room on the top floor of the hotel, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where you can have a panoramic view of the city, a woman in a black dress is watching the snow like a witness, her eyes are rolling, she is full of smiles, her delicate body The chin draws a charming arc.

She held up a glass of absinthe, the liquid was crystal clear: "His brain is enviable and hateful, the thing Gin most wants to destroy. Sherry, he and I will send you the last surprise."

The smell of wine was lingering, she sniffed this unattractive scent, narrowed her eyes slightly, a touch of deep thought, a touch of interest.

"Gin's last wish! How could I let him regret it! You said——really? Sherry."

Muttering to himself, the voice is gentle, but it seems that the magic voice pierces the ears, wandering endlessly.

The last sentence: "I wish you happiness, Miyano Shiho." The butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and a complicated light flashed in the fundus of the eyes, and then disappeared.

She turned around gorgeously and sat on the soft sofa, like a woman who indulges but cannot conceal her elegance and dignity, living a life in a gorgeous cage like playing in the world.

Kudo Shinichi disappeared for three days, and the unusualness of the matter finally began to emerge.

While the whole city was making a sensational search, Miyano Shiho was closing the door.

She was wrapped in a black coat, a white velvet hat, and a scarf covering most of her face, looking at the sky.

Yes, midnight.

Belmode's second greeting card, wrote Gin's last words.

Belmode's third greeting card, wrote Kudo Shinichi's location.

The slender and pale fingers touched the rusty handle, and the rough touch under her fingers instantly ate away all her strength. She bit her lower lip, but she couldn't restrain the trembling of her fingertips and the sweat from her palm, and passed through the hall. The warm wind engulfed the old dust in the air, passing over the palm, bringing a coldness to the hand.

She closed her eyes suddenly, as if she was sad and escaping, but in fact, she had nowhere to escape.

Abandoned factories, empty and desolate, iron gates that seem to be opened at a push, and two people separated by a wall inside and outside the gate.

The fingers gradually tightened until the rough hard object was stained with warm sweat in the palm. He exhaled lightly and raised his jaw slightly. The sound of "click" metal friction was extremely ear-piercing. Looking in the gradually unfolding darkness, every inch is deeper, and the darkness shrouded in front of you is an inch deeper.

The man sitting against the wall facing the door gradually came out of the darkness, with his left leg stretched flat, his right knee bent, his right hand resting weakly on his right knee, his head hanging down, his bangs covering his eyes, and his hair messy.

She approached step by step, but he didn't move. If it wasn't for the reflexive bowing of his head due to discomfort when he first came into contact with the external light, he would have no living voice.

Miyano Shiho squatted down in front of him, Kudo Shinichi was wearing a dirty sweater, and his coat was ragged and curled up beside him, the twisted folds seemed to be the traces of being torn and gnawed vigorously.

Miyano Shiho was startled, turned his head away.

Her hand slowly reached out to Kudo Shin's face, and what he touched was the stubble of his hand. He finally felt someone approaching, but he didn't show any trace of original vigilance.Lifting his head bluntly, when Miyano Shiho looked into his eyes, his heart throbbed, as if she would become a corpse in a moment.

What reflected in her unbelievably wide eyes was his dull and lifeless gaze, as if his soul was being sucked out.There are bloodstains on the forehead, the face is dirty, the lips are half purple and half blue, and there are bloodstains that have been wiped like the nose. Apart from this, there is nothing unusual.

Looking down, her hand rubbed his body inch by inch to make sure that he had no fractures or external injuries.The two holes made her sigh as her eyes fell to her legs.

Looking at the man who let her do whatever she wanted without knowing it, she smiled.

"It's always me who sees your distress." Lowering his head, he took out a bandage and some medicines for simple trauma treatment from his pocket.

She couldn't guess Belmode's thoughts, but since she said, whether you can save Kudo Shinichi depends on your ability.

She was sure that Kudo Shinichi wasn't dead, but there was a big difference between not being dead and being intact, but I'm afraid flesh and blood injuries were unavoidable.So she prepared the necessary medicines, if the injury was too serious, she would not be able to move him by herself.

Maybe an ambulance is an option, but obviously it's impossible. If that insane woman in Belmode were to do something insane, Kudo Shinichi would be a corpse if he didn't die.

What's more, she didn't know how many people in the organization survived, and whether they would plan revenge or something. If Kudo Shinichi was sober, he would rather die than involve people he cared about, and even sacrifice his life for him.

"Driven by a sense of justice, pursue the truth without considering any consequences, and bear everything by yourself in order not to hurt anyone. I have a deep interest in your innocent character like a teenager. But you know Well, your awe-inspiring spirit of justice has brought her (referring to Mao Lilan) and me, as well as yourself, this kind of loneliness and danger, Kudo."

"You have to thank me, I'm still here to save you when you're sleeping for beauty." She joked half-jokingly and half-bitterly to herself.

The movements of her hands did not stop, and the strange thing was that there was no bullet left in the wound, which was obviously pierced by bullets.

She looked at the wound, which was obviously treated with simple hemostasis, and laughed: "Bermod, you really love this man. I have to say, to a certain extent, you are really very human." Sighing, "However, you Why bother..."

Belmode's marksmanship is very accurate, so Kudo Shinichi's two legs...

If it's useless--

Her eyes were dark, she couldn't see any emotion, and she frowned slightly, "If you didn't have these two legs...would you want to die? Or...you'd rather lose these two legs and keep them safe. "

"This matter is difficult..."

She gritted her teeth and pulled hard, tightened the bandage, and provoked like punishment: "You deserve it, you bastard, you can still be kidnapped! This is called retribution, whoever asked you to kidnap my son, you will be imprisoned." Shaking her head, " As soon as you are righteous, God will see clearly when you do bad things, and then punish you without hesitation. How dare you, if you hear it consciously, remember to return my son! He can spend my days with me better than The days I can spend with you are too short..."

The scene is far away, the dust is floating, her complaining voice is cool and coquettish.

It's been a long time since I haven't been able to talk to Conan Edogawa. She misses that stupid fool with outstanding acting skills.

Such a space without people, only the two of them, she once thought about it, in a dream.

"Hey, Kudo, you're such an idiot."

"However, don't give up, you idiot, I still have time, maybe I can save you."

"If you die, Japan will be dark."

"If you die, your sister Lan will marry someone else."

……

After finally moving this lifeless man into the car, Miyano Shiho spread out on the driver's seat, panting fiercely.

Lean over and help him buckle his seat belt.

"I'm telling you... my driver's license has been revoked..."

The car drove away in dust.

Stopping at the door, Miyano Shiho held the steering wheel, as if he was in a battle between heaven and man.

"I should send you back to your home directly. In this way, you will never die. Belmode didn't want to touch you..."

"It's just that you don't want to take a little risk, do you?"

A card, white, slowly fell and landed on the front glass of the car.

Damn Belmode!

Open the door and get out of the car.

The card read: "You have ATPX - 4869 and guess what I have?"

Miyano Shiho's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the sleeping man leaning on the seat...

The author has something to say:

Oh hehehehe, the slave started to abuse Kudo, and then began to conspire to eat meat, hurry up, give me some applause, or drag it out and chop it up, and serve the meat.Human blood steamed buns are also made.Cure for all diseases