When I bind the three-dimensional forum

——7 years ago, police academy dormitory, at [-] o'clock in the evening.

"Why did you save him." After the dormitory door was opened from the inside, the black-haired boy said bluntly in a cold but calm tone. He looked up at the young man with a face very similar to his own inside the door. "I saw the news, Wai Shouyi, the murderer who killed our parents."

"Brother Jing Guang, if you don't save him, he will die at the scene of the explosion." The boy's clear eyes were filled with puzzlement: "Obviously, brother also hates him, doesn't he?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression was a little surprised. He looked up and looked outside the door, only to find that his younger brother was alone, and the corridor was empty. "Empty Liang? How did you come in? Did the instructor tell you the location of my dormitory?"

"Come in first." Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his body slightly, wanting his brother to come in.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother shook his head: "I won't go in, I just want to know what brother thinks, and leave after asking."

"..." Zhu Fu Jingguang paused for a moment, the cat's eyes were full of warmth that was completely different from that of Zhu Fu Kongliang, and the 22-year-old elder brother put his hand on his younger brother's hair, "It's rare to come from Kong Liang's mouth." Hear questions like this."

For such a tricky question, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not perfunctory the question asked from the child's mouth. Instead, he thought about it seriously and replied: "Actually, at the moment when it happened, I didn't think about anything. Because He's by my side because he's a life and I have the power to save him, it's that simple reason."

"Before that, I also fantasized about how I should treat him if I caught the murderer..." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, and then said seriously: "But we are not qualified to judge whether a person should die, I cannot forgive The outside guards have caused harm to our family in the past, but I decided to hand it over to the law."

"Kong Liang, can you accept such an answer?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked gently.

"I don't understand." Zhu Fukongliang pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.The black-haired boy bowed slightly with a cold face: "Sorry for the interruption, brother, have a good rest, good night."

Saying that, Zhu Fukongliang turned around and left.Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously caught up with him a few steps.

"Jing? Who are you talking to?" At the corner on the other side, Jiang Guling, who had just come up, walked in with a puzzled expression. Before Zhu Fu Jingguang had time to keep his younger brother, he subconsciously turned around and replied, "Ah, it's with me. younger brother--"

As a result, after talking with You Xunran, Zhu Fu Jingguang found that his younger brother had disappeared.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned.

Jiang Gu Ling had already walked to Zhu Fu Jingguang's side at this time. Although Zhu Fu Jingguang hadn't finished speaking, the tacit understanding as a child tame dye still made him react: "Your brother? Doesn't the dormitory not allow outsiders to come in? Is it, and what about people?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "...ah, it's nothing, speaking of zero, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Gu Ling raised his eyebrows, and without asking any further questions, he said, "That guy Matsuda seems to be from—"

The conversation between the two continued naturally. Zhu Fukongliang glanced at the scene calmly, and said in his heart voice to his esper brother who was holding his hand to help him become transparent: "Kusuo, let's go home." Bar.Sorry to trouble you today. '

Saiki Kusuo nodded, also with a paralyzed face.

In an instant, the two disappeared in place.

Room 502 on the fifth floor of Mihua Apartment in Mihua Town.

Zhu Fukongliang opened his eyes, staring at the lights on the ceiling that hadn't been turned off all night, his uncontrollable expression was a bit hazy when he just woke up, the black-haired young man rubbed his eyes, and took a while to wake up.

After tidying up the memory in his mind a little, Zhu Fukong took a while to realize that he was dreaming.I dreamed about what happened seven years ago.

Is it because I have been thinking about the resurrection of Brother Jingguang recently, so I think about it day by day and dream about it at night?Speaking of it, he seemed to have not had a dream for many years.

It was a rare dream, because of the blessing of hyperamnesia, everything in the dream seemed to have happened yesterday, so the timeline in Zhu Fukongliang's mind was somewhat confused.

It’s like a ball of wool used by cats to play, the thread is all in a ball there, nothing is missing, but it takes a long time to find the position of the end of the thread.

Zhu Fukong yawned, turned off the lights that had been on all night, and said to himself: "I made an appointment for today's club, and I promised Conan and the others..."

"...So you usually work in the office, and you have to work overtime to work for the search department next door?" Zhu Fukongliang, who had already decided the plot before the case happened, smoothed his messy hair with his hand, muttering Said: "Sooner or later, I will ask the next-door search department for an overtime wage."

I always feel that his dreaming is not so simple, and I don't know what will happen today.

In the forum's recent painting style, Zhu Fukong's bright red and black factions are basically on par, and there are still many gangsters joining in the fun. If Zhu Fukong loses his horse now, it won't be too surprising to either side.

As a result, the impact of falling off the horse will be weakened a lot.

For example, now that Mao Lilan suddenly revealed that she is Miss Heifang, the forum will definitely blow up, and she will scold the author for what is going on with this plot setting, and the impact is absolutely perfect.

But now that Zhu Fukongliang's black and red are equal, there will be no such effect.

"...That is to say, now I want to try my best to dispel the vigilance of Toru Amuro, Edogawa Conan and the forum, and make sure that I am the red party... Then at the moment when the forum thinks that I am the red party and is stable, suddenly The forum is down. The effect should be almost the same.”

Regarding the way the forum is handled, Zhu Fukongliang has changed his attitude several times. He has always followed the most interesting, ahem, most efficient way to set the plan.

Zhu Fukongliang stood in front of the mirror and thought about it for a while, but he still didn't braid himself.

If he wanted to reveal that he was Hong Fang, the most convenient way would be his hypermemory - because of his hypermemory, it is absolutely impossible for him not to remember his brother's child tame Jiang Gu Ling.Up to now, Toru Amuro's identity has not been revealed, which in itself represents Zhu Fukongliang's position.

The only disadvantage is that once this script is followed, Zhu Fukongliang will crucify the identity of wine mixed with water, just like Belmode.

Zhu Fukongliang pursed his lips, and decisively clicked on this choice.

Then he recalled a passage he saw on the forum some time ago.

[I'm a really delicious twin set!Especially the kind where one side is bright and the other side is dark!You are my half body, my mirror image, but also a shadow that I can't refuse-what, it's really delicious! !Especially the Gemini confrontation and the like!

But I feel that 73 will not do that, and Zhu Fu Gaoming will not know whether his younger brother is one or two. 】

[So the best thing to do is the next best thing, it's also very sweet to replace the twins with dual personalities! !One black and one red are actually no different from Gemini theory! 】

[The fragrance is indeed fragrant, but I don't think 73 will do this? 】

Gemini?Dual personality?

Zhu Fukongliang put this setting on the selection bar, and planned to see the situation later.

After all, hypermemory doesn’t necessarily mean wine mixed with water—threating Amuro Toru with the other party’s public security status is itself a way to blow up the forum.

After arriving at the appointed place, Zhu Fukong said hello to Edogawa Conan and Amuro Toru: "Good morning."

"Good morning! Brother Kong Liang." Edogawa Conan raised his head, worried: "Brother Kong Liang didn't sleep well? I feel so lethargic."

Zhu Fukong rubbed his face: "It's nothing, it's just that I had a rare dream last night, and I haven't recovered from it yet."

"Don't worry, Conan." The black-haired police officer laughed, but he almost returned to his usual appearance.

It's just a subtle sense of foreboding—and he's lucky enough to be lucky enough to be drawn every year, so he's quite accurate in his intuition for such bad things.

The shooting club is still relatively far from Zhu Fukongliang's apartment, so to get there, they still need to take a bus for about half an hour.

While taking the bus, a couple in the seat in front of them, the woman complained to her boyfriend: "To be honest, I really feel that someone is following me recently, and I always feel a little creepy."

Edogawa Conan, who was originally bored, raised his head suddenly as if he heard some key words.

Zhu Fukongliang: ...All right, the case has already been brought to your door before you even arrive at the shooting club.

The man among the lovers didn't care much, staring at his mobile phone, coping: "Don't think too much, it's just that you watch too many horror movies."

The woman complained a few words, and there was no more.It is naturally impossible for Conan Edogawa to be impolite to strike up a conversation under such circumstances, so naturally he just let it go.

As a result, when he got off the bus, Zhu Fukongliang was not surprised to find that the couple in front were on the same road as them.

The destinations were all shooting clubs. At the door, when he saw the couple and a strong man smiling and greeting each other, Zhu Fukongliang was sure that these three people would definitely show their faces again today.

However, compared to the plot that has not yet started, Zhu Fukong Liang first helped Amuro through the formalities, and then chose the most convenient pistol for himself.

Zhu Fukongliang has applied for membership in this club, so he can choose live ammunition or rubber bullets, but the procedures for the former are a little more troublesome.

In the past, Zhu Fukongliang was still young and hadn't reached his age. Now that there is Conan Edogawa, it is impossible for him to choose live ammunition that is too dangerous.

Skillfully loaded and loaded, Zhu Fukongliang held the gun with both hands, squinted his eyes slightly, and determined the position of the target. With a bang, the bullet hit the center of the target!

When Zhu Fukongliang picked up the gun and focused his eyes on a target, the azure pupils seemed to deepen in color at that moment, and the temperament on his body also changed into a seemingly Strong and sharp enough to cut people.

But after the black-haired police officer put down his hand and confirmed where the bullet hit, the coldness on his body dissipated with the slight arc of his mouth: "It seems that I haven't returned the knowledge to the instructor."

"...Huh? Conan, what's wrong?"

Conan Edogawa paused for a while to realize the puzzled eyes of the black-haired police officer: "...Ah, um, it's nothing, brother Kong Liang!"

——The scene just now almost coincided with the Mr. Kong Liang I saw on the Ferris wheel that day.

So really, will it be Mr. Kong Liang?

The author has something to say: Kong Liang: Let me be popular when I want to be black, and let me be black when I want to be red. This forum is for someone to understand.