I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"Who knows~"

"By the way, there is one more thing..."

"It's about the organizer and agent."

"Eh? How did you know, Haiyuan."

"Because Hong has already asked me to look for him before!" Haiyuan sighed, "You all regard me as a tool, right?"

"That……"

"Okay...it will be sent to your mobile phone right away."

Haihara Ai hung up the phone, looked at the photo of her and Otoi Hiroshi on the phone screen, and smiled.

He always seems to not care about anything, but he always pays attention to everything silently, as if everything is under his control.

It always felt like she was gradually turning into a fragile vase under his protection.

And this is not the reality that I am willing to accept.

Regardless of reality and emotions, this is her inner pride.

"Hong, what are you doing now?"

……

"Garden."

"Hiro, where are you? Emilio, Emilio is missing!"

Otoi Hiroshi paused and said angrily: "That kind of guy just disappears when he doesn't see you. How long will it take you to chase stars!"

"People know they are wrong..."

Suddenly, the phone over there was snatched away by Mao Lilan, "Otoi-kun, I'm sorry I didn't stop them. But nothing can happen to Emilio."

He sighed, "I know, I'll be there soon. Where are you now?"

"Here at the lookout, he was originally with us, but in the blink of an eye..."

"Lookout...don't be anxious first." Hiroshi Otoi thought as he entered the elevator: "I'm downstairs now, and I didn't see him. If my guess is right, he might have gone there. It’s the rooftop.”

"Rooftop? I understand."

"Don't..."

"Beep beep..."

Otoi Hiroshi lowered his eyes and looked at the phone that had been hung up, "One by one... If only I could be half as reassuring as Xiao Ai..."

……

Rooftop

The cool evening breeze was blowing, and Emilio sat on the edge of the rooftop, his legs hanging casually.

He stared at the dark night sky and the dazzling city beneath him, with a tangled look in his eyes.

"Emilio, what are you going to do!" Mao Lilan suddenly opened the rooftop door.

"Xiaolan." He turned around, "You can't come to a place like this."

Mao Lilan walked not far behind him and asked slowly: "Please tell me why you do this."

"I hate concerts."

"Really? You are tired..." Mao Lilan tried to keep her tone gentle. "It's okay, you can have a good rest."

"It's impossible! As long as I'm still here, the concert can't be canceled."

"How could it be... Isn't it too strange? How could the concert be more important than human life! If they are unwilling to cancel it, then let me do it... let me do it..."

For the first time, he heard someone willing to speak for him from his perspective. Emilio slowly turned around.

"Anyway, I beg you. Come back from there first!"

The emotional Mao Lilan suddenly collapsed on the ground, "This is not allowed... Please tell me everything!"

"..." Emilio seemed to be touched by the softness in his heart, and he gradually stood up from the edge of the rooftop.

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind swept Mao Lilan's long hair.

In front of her, Emilio also lost his footing due to the strong wind and fell from a tower tens of meters high.

She, who had always been gentle, suddenly found the strength to rush over and grabbed Emilio's wrist.

And her other hand hurriedly hooked on the slightly raised gap on the edge of the rooftop.

If she were alone, she could pull herself up easily with the tight grip of three fingers.

But if Emilio's weight is added to it, her posture at the moment becomes very forced.

And Emilio below can do nothing but shake and increase her burden...

The feeling of weakness at her fingertips made her despair.

She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer...

"Shinichi, help me..."

The feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart, and the fingertips hooked on the edge of the rooftop were already unbearable.

She seemed to see the God of Destiny mocking her, watching her fingertips slowly slide towards the edge.

——Until her fingertips were completely separated from the rooftop.

At that moment, the howling wind and the twinkling stars in the sky - all stopped for a moment.

——The feeling of weightlessness and exhaustion made her want to close her eyes in despair.

In the blur, she seemed to see a figure overlapping with the God of Destiny, holding her arm tightly.

"Xiaolan!"

"Otoi-kun!"

She was suddenly surprised and slowly raised her head to look at the figure.

He stretched out his arms and leaned his back against the night sky, like a mortal god. The long and narrow eyes reflected the brilliance of the starry sky.

"Are you okay?!" he yelled.

Mao Lilan nodded firmly, "I, I'm fine!"

Then Hiroshi Otoi knelt sideways, took out the magic pistol from his chest, and shot the hook around the column.

He tightened the end of the rope closest to him around his arm.

"what!!!!"

The two of them gripped each other's wrists and exerted force at the same time.

At this moment, fate is locked.

……

"Xiaolan!"

Suzuki Sonoko rushed to the rooftop.

Just in time to see Mao Lilan and Emilio have been rescued by Otoi Hiroshi.

She collapsed to the ground in relief.

……

Conan and Daisuke Jigen arrived late. As soon as they rushed to the rooftop, they saw Hiroshi Otoi raising his hand and slapping Suzuki Sonoko hard on the face.

"Hong..." She stood there stunned.

Otoi Hiroshi's eyes were staring with anger, which made her feel strange and scared.

"People have to pay the price for their actions."

"If today because of your willfulness, Mao Lilan and Emilio fell from the rooftop."

"You will live in the shadow of their death your whole life."

"Is that a result what you expected?!"

Facing Otoi Hiroshi's constant scolding, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't say a word, covering her burning face and crying silently.

……

On the other side, Emilio was treated equally.

Mao Lilan's strength was obviously much stronger than that of Otoi Hiroshi, and Emilio was knocked unconscious by her.

"You not only put yourself, but also put people around you in danger. Do you know the seriousness of the matter?"

"Please think carefully!"

Emilio slowly came back to his senses, looked at Mao Lilan and asked: "Are you willing to help me?"

……

Daisuke Jigen held his hat, turned around and left, "It seems we are late."

"Eh?"

Conan looked in the direction of the rooftop, and then at Daisuke Jigen's back.

"Dad, wait for me~"

"Don't follow me, boy."

"But...but..."

Conan stood there, disheveled in the wind.

"There seems to be no place for me here..."