The world is restarting

The darkroom on the top floor is very technological, with electronic screens covering the entire wall surrounding the city in an arc to surround the central seats.

There is still a person lying on the chair.

He hadn't spoken since they entered the door, probably passed out.

Sawada Ya glanced over there for a couple of times, then looked away indifferently, and looked at Reiko Shimizu instead.

The woman in the red coat was lying on the ground, her face covered by her long hair, and she seemed to have lost consciousness. The cold bullet casings fell all over the floor, and the small pistol fell a few steps away from her.

However, the little loli's gaze was neither on Reiko Shimizu nor on the gun next to her.

There was a little doubt on her expression.

Others haven't noticed yet.Osamu Dazai walked in lazily, and walked around the room without treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Huh? There is such a place above the Red Castle Hotel. It's really interesting."

"Yeah, it's very interesting... I said that there is something wrong with the gun control in Yokohama, why is it that a person can just take a gun out of his body?"

Hattori Heiji muttered in a low voice as he came out from behind the shield. Fortunately, they had saved their minds and borrowed the equipment of the iron knight in the hall below. Otherwise, they could only expect Reiko Shimizu and the killer who chased them down Trained by the same human body stroke master.

"It was really dangerous just now, Conan, you even used words to provoke her...Although I also know that you want her to finish shooting the eight bullets in the waltherPPK and seize the opportunity to do it."

Edogawa Conan laughed twice, "Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Hiss..."

"what happened?"

Hattori Heiji habitually chattered and was consciously lowering his head to collect Shimizu Reiko's weapon, noticing that his voice was wrong, he turned around accordingly.

The little silver-haired loli, who was looking at Reiko Shimizu and didn't know what she was looking at, also moved her eyes quickly.

I saw the little detective frowned slightly and put down his hand covering his right arm, a smear of blood seeped from the torn edge of his short-sleeved shirt.

"It's okay, I was grazed by a bullet just now, it's just a small injury... By the way, quickly remove the ID."

He casually took out a towel and wiped the blood between his fingers, walked to the laptop next to the seat, touched the keyboard with his left hand and tapped twice quickly with his fingertips, with an attitude of indifference.

Conan Edogawa's body is always slender and thin compared to most of the children of the same age who are raised in a fleshy manner, especially when standing in the cold light of the computer screen, the natural cuteness of children is cut off by [-]% , Unexpectedly highlighted the vigor and sharpness of a young man.

His aura was too strong, so the bleeding wound on his arm seemed really insignificant.

Ze Tianya's eyes fell on the constantly smudged red for a while, and then slowly moved to the person on the seat.

"That's our client."

A word suddenly came in beside him.

Conan's eyes were still on the options quickly flipped out on the computer screen, and he didn't know how he noticed her movements.

Seeing that her eyes stayed there for a little longer, he thought she was curious, so he explained casually, "He and Reiko Shimizu are the ones on the ground, college classmates..."

Little Lolita was distracted by this bloody love story as she listened.

Hattori Heiji, who came back with a gun next to him, was inexplicably relieved when he saw this, and muttered softly, "This guy Kudo is quite good at coaxing children..."

I don't know why when the silver-haired little girl stared at Suehiko Ito just now, he felt that the air pressure had dropped several degrees, and a red alarm was triggered in his mind by a dangerous omen.

Just as he thought of this, Conan, who was still operating while talking to Sawada Ya, suddenly paused, "Password."

"what?"

Everyone quickly gathered around to look at the screen.

Hattori Heiji: "Password prompt, 'my favorite person'...it must be Reiko Shimizu."

Suehiko Ito did so many things for Reiko Shimizu, if the person he loves the most is not for Reiko Shimizu, he would be sorry for the detectives who were tricked into killing him before.

However, the world is sometimes so unreasonable...

The person Suehiko Ito loves the most is really not Reiko Shimizu.

[password error]

"wrong password?!"

Hattori, who was still swearing just now, widened his eyes, staring at the red prompt that jumped out as if he wanted to poke a hole out of the screen, "You must have made a typo, Kudo?"

Edogawa: "Impossible."

The prompt of wrong password flashes twice on the screen and automatically switches to a voice warning.

"If the password is wrong again, the system will automatically end."

Before he had time to lament that his seniors were dying, Hattori Heiji quickly looked down at his watch, "Damn it, did that guy set the bomb countdown? What time is it?"

"Seven thirty-two, the countdown ends at ten o'clock, and there are still two hours and 32 minutes left." Conan stared at the screen calmly, his brain running fast.

Hattori Heiji: "Then there is still time, this guy's favorite person is not Shimizu Reiko! Who is it?"

Osamu Dazai: "Yeah, what a surprise."

Hattori Heiji:"……"

The words filled with the atmosphere of watching the excitement came in too suddenly, and the two people who were in a state of desperation choked up at the same time.Hattori blinked and looked back at the person who suddenly appeared, "When did you come here?"

"When the password is wrong." Dazai was in high spirits, obviously interested in this matter, "What do you think, Hattori-kun? Suehiko Ito's favorite person is not Reiko Shimizu, who is that?"

"...Yeah, it's not me, so who is it?"

Several people in front of the computer were startled at the same time.

The next second, gunshots rang out.

As soon as Sawada realized it, she was quickly dragged behind by someone with sharp eyes and hands. A muffled groan sounded in her ear, and Conan, who stood in front of her, swayed and knelt down on one knee.

"Ding dong."

The metal shell fell to the ground and rolled twice, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty room.

Reiko Shimizu got up from the ground at some point, holding a small pistol in her right hand, the hand holding the gun was still trembling, and a smug smile appeared on her delicately made-up face, "I'm sorry, because I have both left and right hands. It's very flexible, so I'm used to carrying two guns on my body."

"Tsk." Hattori Heiji stared at the gun in her hand and muttered in a low voice, "I remember this lesson."

"Papapa...that's amazing!" Osamu Dazai also nodded and applauded in surprise.

Hattori: "..."

Which side are you guys on? !

He subconsciously glanced at the person who brought the psycho, but found that she didn't pay attention at all.

The silver-haired little girl was trying to support Conan who was trembling slightly, staring at the blood gushing from his left ankle with a little helplessness, her brows frowned, "...are you okay."

"...It's okay." Conan took a breath, put his palm on the back of her hand and shook it reassuringly, "It's just a scratch."

Ze Tianya turned around and wanted to touch Yingcao's card. Although Yingcao was still awake, she could still borrow a little strength, but she just moved a little before being held down intentionally or unintentionally by the people around her.

"Don't move around," he reminded softly, "Shimizu Reiko."

Sawada Ya raised her head suddenly, and saw Osamu Dazai lazily taking a step forward.

As if the gun in Reiko Shimizu's hand was a toy, the black-haired boy walked forward quite leisurely, even giving people the illusion of being impatient.

"Does this beautiful lady want to die in love with me? It just so happens that all your suitors are dead now."

"... Dazai Osamu?" Different from the group of foolish killers under her command, Shimizu Reiko recognized his identity as soon as she met him.She frowned subconsciously between her brows, but soon stretched them out again, and raised the muzzle of her gun, "Are you one of the five cadres of the port mafia? As far as I know, you are the weakest in combat power, right? In other words, as long as you hit The vitals can also be killed."

"Yes." Dazai walked up to her, almost putting his own vitals under the gun as she said, "Do you want to try?"

Everyone was surprised.

Hattori: "Hey, Dazai!"

Shimizu Reiko also showed a surprised expression, but this woman is indeed a ruthless character who can turn her face and kill all her accomplices in the blink of an eye. She quickly calmed down and raised her hand to shoot.

"Boom."

A bullet flew out of Dazai Osamu's cheek, and a red line of blood suddenly appeared on the side of the boy's face.

Reiko Shimizu raised her chin and said arrogantly, "Do you think I dare not kill you? Although it would be troublesome to kill the cadres of Hong Kong gangsters, as long as everyone here dies, no one will know that I did it, right?" ?”

Dazai raised his hand slowly, his pale fingertips brushed over the edge of the blood line.

"It didn't hit." He looked at the glaring red spot on his fingertips, raised his eyes with some regret, and said quietly, "Be more accurate next time."

This abnormal reaction made everyone startled again, and even the arrogant Qing Shui showed a trace of astonishment on his face.

"Come on, let's do it." Dazai looked straight at her, his kite-colored eyes were empty, he tilted his head, a smile appeared on his lips, and said softly, "I hope you can understand my intentions." I am delighted, as long as you lightly pull the trigger with your finger, you can help me realize what I dreamed of, this time I must aim a little bit..."

His voice became softer and hoarse, even with a hint of excitement.

It was as though he were, indeed, sincerely and joyfully preparing to die.

Shocked, no one noticed that the temperature in the room began to drop suddenly. The light-colored pupils of the silver-haired little girl squatting next to Conan reflected the picture in front of her, and the expression on her face became paler and weaker.

There was still a faint trace of blood lingering in her nose, which was transmitted from the people around her.

I don't know if it's because of the blood loss, but the temperature of Conan's hand pressing on the back of her hand is a little cold.

She suddenly squeezed his fingertips backhandedly.

Conan was a little surprised when he noticed the movement, and just as he was about to turn around, he was brought back to his attention by the confrontation ahead.

"Actually, you can't escape." Dazai said softly, "Before I came up, the gangsters were already rushing here, and the entire hotel has probably been surrounded by now."

Shimizu Reiko froze.

"It's going to die anyway." The black-haired boy smiled softly, "How about it? Do you want to take me with you?"

His voice was soft and hoarse, whispering like a demon in his ear.

It was so abnormal, so abnormal that one would even suspect that the man in front of him was a different kind.

It wasn't just Hattori who suddenly felt a chill, the moment she met his abyss-like eyes, Shimizu Reiko also took a step back unconsciously, as if being doused in a bucket of ice water, "You..."

Sawada Ya: "Enough."

The hall with an eerie atmosphere was suddenly silenced by the sound, and everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

In everyone's unexpected sight, the little girl with long silver hair stood up expressionlessly.

Her light-colored pupils seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, reflecting the cold light in the room, they were extremely cold.

She usually looks cute and cute like a soft little angel, but now she has no expression, and when her expression turns cold, it seems that a gust of cold wind blows in the room, and everyone is shivering for a while They all stopped.

"Can you put the gun down?" the silver-haired little girl asked calmly, standing there.