Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

For some unspeakable thoughts, Kenjiro Sanada did not participate in the on-site emergency meeting organized by Director Hakuba.

From the moment he saw the dark green light and the bright yellow light rising into the sky, he finally realized what a terrible mess his son was involved in.

The mysterious side is something an ordinary person will hardly ever know in his entire life, and those who know it keep it a secret.

Involved in such a dispute, ordinary rescue methods cannot determine the direction of the situation.

As an ordinary person, Yayan can only be swept away in such a chaotic situation.

Apart from gambling on the unpredictable luck, the only way to survive that Kenjiro Sanada, who had been silent for a long time, could think of was to seek help from Karasuma Soshin.

During that short period of silence filled with hope, he thought a lot.

While the balance in his heart was constantly swaying, Kenjiro Sanada, who, like Conan, had regained some of his rationality and brains, naturally thought about asking other people for help.

But just like he subconsciously called Karasuma Soshin for help the first time, Kenjiro Sanada regained some of his sanity and thought about it.

I found that it was useless to ask anyone for help at this time.

With such a big commotion here, it is impossible for Ichihara Yoshi, a core member of the conservative high-ranking officials, to not be aware of it.

In other words, it is very likely that he had acquiesced.

Kenjiro Sanada could clearly foresee that if he made the call, he would not be faced with a choice, but a cold notification.

As for the reformists and Sanada Masahiro, the idea just came into Kenjiro Sanada's mind and then was automatically extinguished.

If the patient can be saved, not making this call will not affect the outcome.

If I can't save the person, there's no point in making this call.

Kenjiro Sanada knows very well what position his son currently holds in the hearts of the reformists.

With the distant sea of ​​fire that I thought and observed,

Kenjiro Sanada's breathing, which was sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes fast, and sometimes slow, exposed his thoughts to Karasuma Soshin on the other end of the phone.

With this unusual accompaniment, Karasuma Soshin finished reading the new document in his hand in much less time than before.

He raised his eyes again after finishing reading the document.

And right in front of his sight, the rooftop of the Qianqi Bird Magic Museum and the surrounding scenes were projected and suspended steadily in the void.

What is different from Karasuma Renya's place is that the projection content here is without any sound.

But this did not affect his ability to obtain information from it and see that his "brother" cares about Masahiko Sanada.

"Brother, please save Ayan."

The font that kept refreshing and flashing with colorful light made Karasuma Soshin's eyes hurt.

The exaggerated and brilliant colors reminded him of the box of paintings that his younger brother An Xing treasured so much.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that those paintings with eye-catching color combinations were painted by his brother himself and were his masterpieces that he specially preserved.

The familiar color combination made Karasuma Soshin quickly look away after just two seconds.

In order to prevent his "brother" from becoming more aggressive, Karasuma Soshin changed his mind and picked up the phone that was still on the phone.

After leaving him alone for so long, it’s time to push him a little further.

"It's been so long, haven't you thought about it yet?

It seems that the importance of Ayan in your heart is really the same as it was in my heart back then."

Kenjiro Sanada, who had been holding his phone, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard this.

Before he could think about the purpose of Karasuma Soshin's sudden change in attitude and address, he heard the person on the other end of the phone continue speaking.

"Oh, no, there is a little difference."

Kenjiro Sanada's heart was in a knot.

Without letting him wait two more seconds in suspense, Karasuma Soshin quietly dropped the last straw.

“Thanks to my uncle’s consideration for our blood relationship, I was lucky enough to survive.

Ayan now may not be so lucky. "

"If uncle can't make up his mind, even if I want to help, I'm afraid Ayan won't be able to wait any longer."

Although there was constant noise all around, Kenjiro Sanada felt as if he heard the sound of a death knell.

The dull bell sounded with the breath of death, shattering all the thoughts in his mind.

The familiar old name had just drawn him back into his memories of the past, but in the blink of an eye, he was forcibly pulled out by the sound of the bell.

What vaguely flashed through his mind was a little kid smiling happily and cheering at him when he received the basic introductory book on mechanics.

Without giving Kenjiro Sanada any extra time to think, Karasuma Soshin calmly gave him an ultimatum.

"I have other things to do here, if you think it's time, send me a message.

If I don't receive a message in ten minutes, I will assume that you have given up on A-Yan."

Karasuma Soshin naturally switched the address back to "you" with a sense of respect.

As for how much respect there is in it, who knows.

The phone screen gradually dimmed as the call was unilaterally terminated. The fluorescent characters that kept flashing in the void had returned to silence when Karasuma Soshin looked up again.

No more dazzling eyes as before.

"Cyriul."

"exist."

An ethereal female voice sounded in the quiet room.

"Turn off the screen projection and enter sleep mode."

"Yes."

The projection shadow in the void and the fonts next to it flickered unwillingly for several times, but finally after Xiliuer responded.

Dissipated into the air.

Ten minutes is not long, but it is not short either.

In these extremely short three minutes for Kenjiro Sanada, Karasuma Soshin did not continue to look at the other documents scattered on the table.

Instead, he leaned back on the sofa, waiting patiently and silently.

Wait and see what choice Kenjiro Sanada will make.

the other end,

Masahiko Sanada, who was the chosen option, regained consciousness in the scent of the wind.

The first thing that caught his eye was the edge of the rooftop just a few steps away and a bright yellow net-like light.

There is chaos under your feet.

The beautiful fireworks in the night sky have burned out, and a zombie siege is unfolding in the area illuminated by street lamps.

The police who tried their best to stop the crowd may be said to have put in all their efforts, but they were still a little stretched when faced with the energetic and unconscious crowd.

The summer evening breeze blew away the thick smoke produced by the fire, but the fire snake that had already grown into a force had already stretched out its tongue and was gradually licking towards the rooftop where many people were standing.

Turning around, a unique and mysterious small war is underway.

The surviving guests, staff, police, Conan and others all hid on the west side of the rooftop.

The rest of the place became the battlefield of the mysterious side.

"team leader."

Kawaguchi spoke with some excitement.

Masahiko Sanada glanced at the situation around him and had a rough idea in his mind.

"How is the situation now?"

Not good at all.

Kawaguchi stared at Harumori Aoi and others who were obviously losing not far away, and did not dare to say anything directly.

But the euphemisms did not prevent Masahiko Sanada from extracting the key points from them.

In the darkness, a figure was gradually approaching Sanada Masahiko.

However, no one observed this at the moment.

Inspector Megure and other police officers anxiously stared at the fantastic fight in the distance, while the guests huddled in the corner and trembled.

Conan, who had obtained some information from Koizumi Akako, was holding his mobile phone and sending a message to Kuroba Kaito.

However, there was no reply yet.

Yusaku Kudo did not focus on the fight that most people were paying attention to, but instead looked outside the rooftop.

There was an open area separating the police line and the burning building.

The light from the street lamps was mostly blocked by the green trees.

Suddenly, the sound of propellers was heard again in the air, much more frequently than before.

At this time, the wind gradually grew stronger, and the raging fire took advantage of the wind and rose towards the bright yellow net-like light covering the edge of the roof.

Logically speaking, fire cannot be without something invisible.

As the wind is like this, so should the light be like this.

But the fire that burned up from the bottom of the building layer by layer spread so easily along the bright yellow light.

Then, it swallowed up the bright yellow magic light as if burning off a layer of real net.

The heat wave that was originally isolated by the magic protective net suddenly burst out, attracting everyone's attention.

During the battle, Harumori Aoi's face changed drastically, and he suddenly sprayed a circle of water mist on his head, surrounding the rooftop and the "zombies" that were still charging around.

Conan looked up and saw several helicopters with Metropolitan Police Department signs on them, with large water guns mounted on the sides of the cabin doors.

Water mist continuously sprayed out from the water gun, sprinkling evenly on everyone like rain and dew.

The flames that had already climbed to the edge of the roof miraculously retreated a little under this thin layer of mist.

But that's just a little bit.

Below, the exhausted Yi Dahang wiped the mist off his face and watched the "zombies" who were sprayed all over regain consciousness and run out screaming.

Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and began to organize other colleagues to guide the evacuation of this group of people.

During this time, he took the time to look at the Chikido Magic Museum which was still burning badly, and hoped in his heart that Inspector Megure and others could return safely.

Near the second line of defense five hundred meters away, Director Bai Ma also breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the reply.

The ambulance and fire truck that had been waiting on the side for a long time rushed to the Chikibird Magic Museum through the hole that was finally opened.

Kenjiro Sanada did not miss this scene, but he did not feel much happiness in his heart.

Karasuma Soshin's previous words kept echoing in his mind like a spell.

In a trance, Kenjiro Sanada only felt that he heard a clearer sound of the death knell.

The phone display has already jumped to the message sending page, the content has been edited, and the sending number has been selected.

Just press the send button, and the information will instantly travel through mountains and seas and reach Karasuma Soshin.

However, he was slow to make up his mind.

If he gave up his power and position, everything he had done in the past would become a complete joke.

After working so hard for so many years, it’s all in vain in the end.

But Kenjiro Sanada was unwilling to give up his son for this.

For a moment, Kenjiro Sanada felt a trace of regret in his heart.

This wasn't the first time he had regrets.

From the moment they met in the tea room, he would occasionally feel this emotion when he was alone in the dead of night.

The love and concern he had for Yueyawan when she was a child was genuine.

It is also true that he is wary of his nephew, who was far more outstanding and talented than countless others when he was young, and his own children are far from being as good as him.

Now, he regrets not having killed Karasuma Soshin in the first place to prevent future troubles. It is not false that he wants to do so.

But this regret always flashes by.

After all, no one knows better than Kenjiro Sanada himself that the reason he didn't do this at the beginning was that another option could bring him greater benefits.

No matter how many times he has to do it again, he will make the same choice.

However, what he didn't know was that if he asked the young Yueyawan what he planned to do after graduating from the police academy.

Things would never have developed to the point they are today.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as knowing in advance in this world.

...

Ten minutes passed very quickly, and to Karasuma Soshin, it was like a single moment.

I didn't think about anything, I didn't reflect on anything. I closed my eyes at some point, and they opened at the exact second that ten minutes were up.

A very low laugh suddenly rang out in the empty room.

It has remained since childhood until now, with only a few marks left to show its unwillingness to exist.

At this moment, it finally dissipated completely.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the sunlight it provides is warm and brilliant.

Karasuma Soshin got up from the sofa and walked to the window, and it seemed as if he saw the bright moonlight through the sunlight.

And the wonderful magic that will be performed under the moonlight.

"A wonderful magic show should have a gorgeous opening."

The screen of the phone gradually dimmed, and the room returned to its previous quiet and silence.

On the moonlit night on the other side of the ocean, a bright color suddenly appeared among the thousands of lights.

Lights interwoven with dark green and strange blue emerged from the ground, quickly forming a huge cover that enveloped the entire Seymour City with the Thousand Bird Magic Museum as its center.

However, no one who saw it showed any surprise in their eyes.

Terror, fear, despair...

Director Bai Ma looked at the light shield above his head, his eyes full of complexity. The trace of fear that he failed to conceal was clearly seen by his subordinates who were looking at him.

Even though he is just an ordinary person and the chief commissioner of police, he has seen the mysterious side's methods.

But this was the first time he had seen such a blatant display in front of him, with such a large scope of impact.

Are those people going to start a war right here?

When the police responsible for investigating the situation reported that the light shield almost covered the entire city of Seymour, and people could enter but not leave.

Director Bai Ma's eyes went dark immediately, and his whole body was shaking as he picked up his cell phone to call his superiors to report the emergency.

At this time of eight or nine o'clock, those at the pinnacle of power are basically awake.

Once the news got out, no one could remain calm.

Even Ichihara Yoshi, who knew some of the inside story in advance, couldn't help but frown.

The mysterious side's actions were far beyond his imagination.

A call was made, and before he could open his mouth, the person on the other end seemed to have anticipated what he would ask, and soothed him:

“Please rest assured, your Excellency, this will not have any impact on subsequent plans.

It's just that the follow-up work will be a little troublesome, I will handle it well and let you get what you want."