[Comprehensive] Favorability upup

Yohji Miyazaki sat down by the bed.

The man in charge of the Ssangyong Club, who made both black and white tremble with fear, looked no more than twenty-five.A pair of black-rimmed glasses covered his handsome face, and his skin was like nephrite jade. He calmly glanced around, and the few people who were still in the ward withdrew immediately, and closed the door respectfully.

Before leaving, he handed a booklet in his hand to his boss, and Oda shook his fist at Qingliu again, making an encouraging gesture.

Qingliu: I was not encouraged enough, thank you

Slowly flipping through the thin booklet in his hand, Yohji Miyazaki adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Qingliu carefully for a while, and then smiled peacefully: "I was directly pierced through my chest by a sharp weapon, and I almost passed through it." ,Um?"

Qingliu: "...you listen to my explanation?"

Yohji Miyazaki tilted his head, waiting for her next sentence with leisure.

"It is said that everyone is equal in a civilized society, why is my case in your hands, bastard." After a pause, Qingliu said with a blank face.

"Don't change the subject."

Yohji Miyazaki smiled and smashed her little abacus.

"Last time you couldn't explain it to me, and you didn't tell me at all when you disappeared for two months. If I didn't find it this time, you probably didn't even think of telling me about it, right?"

Qingliu blinked.

"Seiryu Asahina." Yohji Miyazaki paused, "How long have we known each other?"

— eight years.

Qingliu remembered it clearly.

That year he ran away from home, and met Yohji Miyazaki who also ran away from home to find someone on the way.The two minors didn't know why, after stumbling around in the country for a while, they went to the UK in a daze. On his 11th birthday, he received an admission letter from Hogwarts. Yohji Miyazaki, who had no magic power and was just an ordinary person, was sulking for a few days.

Later, when she went to school, he was brought back to Tokyo by his family members. Although they exchanged contact information, they only kept in touch intermittently. From the beginning, they exchanged messages every day, and then they said a few words when they remembered. They complained to each other for a while, but they didn't think of it as if there was no such person. They gave each other weird gifts during the New Year and holidays, and they managed to maintain it like this.

That serious little boy back then, and now this imposing young man... It turned out that it has been so many years without knowing it.

Taking a deep breath, Qingliu suddenly felt his nose a little sore.

Still a little flustered.

The panic that came from nowhere grabbed her heart in an instant, as if being harassed by sharp feathers, itchy and painful, making it almost impossible for her to keep breathing.

Seeing her cheeks that finally regained some blood color and turned pale instantly, Yohji Miyazaki took a breath.

"Don't panic, I'm just mad at you for not telling me anything. Is that kid from the Akashi family more trustworthy than me?" With a bit of jealousy, the head of the Ssangyong Club complained to his friend in a rather disfigured manner. "I've been waiting for your explanation."

"This... how should I put it." Forcibly suppressing the panic, Qingliu pondered for a while, "Do you still remember what I told you before, the organization in black?"

Yohji Miyazaki's expression became strange: "Have you provoked that group of people again?"

"It's not a provocation." Recalling all the intersections, Qingliu felt that she could be said to be quite innocent, "I'm just a passerby with a gun." So she made a conclusion for herself. Once we met, we started to talk about how I was suddenly shot by a 'boom' on the way home a few days ago, and the more I talked, the more I felt that I was wronged to death.

"I see." After thinking for a while, Yohji Miyazaki nodded, "I will deal with this matter."

"...what are you going to do?"

Qingliu looked at the young man who suddenly became murderous in horror.

The young man who could be said to be very gentle smiled, and a cold light flashed on the lens of the glasses. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Qingliu's hair, and ignored the topic without changing his face.

"Okay, continue." He said quite calmly, "Is there anything else you haven't said?"

Qingliu who thought he could fool the past: ...

However, the old friend's expression was unquestionable, she could only flatten her mouth, and then started from Uruk, those experiences that were pressed into the deepest part of her memory without knowing when, now she thinks of them so vaguely that they are almost forgotten , It's a bit incredible to explore carefully.

The voice of the narrator was not in a hurry, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"This is really a period..." Yohji Miyazaki pondered for a while, "Interesting experience."

"What about Hogwarts?" he asked quickly.

"I didn't tell the principal, only Hermione and the others knew." Qingliu looked a little careless, "It didn't affect me anyway, did it?" Next, "And it's kind of fun."

"So." Yohji Miyazaki didn't raise his eyebrows, "What effect did it have on you?"

Qingliu: ...

"You're getting better at focusing on the key points." She praised dryly.

"Thank you." Yohji Miyazaki nodded noncommittally, "So what is it?"

"..."

Qingliu puffed her cheeks, trying to disguise herself as a pufferfish.

"Ok?"

"I don't know what it is." Taking a long breath, Qingliu pursed her lips and said a little depressed.She closed her eyes, casually thought of a password such as sesame seeds to open the door, and opened them slowly after she felt a bright light shining down.

A golden vortex slowly unfolded behind her, and all kinds of weapons were looming in it, with a strong momentum.Miyazaki Yohji's face, which has always been gentle and calm, couldn't help showing a bit of surprise. He recognized many more things than Qingliu, so he could naturally infer the meaning of those things that he didn't recognize. Lethality.

"what is this?"

"I don't know either." Qingliu scratched her cheeks, "I've had it since I came back, before, um, I mean, it happened once in that world." She tried to organize her words, "I can feel Seeing the lethality of this thing, but..."

"It's as if I thought it was a bonus brought by time travel, just like those in the novels and anime." Such taken-for-granted words will of course receive Miyazaki Yohji's stare, and Qingli shrinks his neck , and continued, "But that's not the case. It's not so much my ability, it's more like someone sharing his ability with me. I can feel..."

I can feel it every time I try to unfold it.

Just at the other end of this vortex, a familiar aura will follow.

"Don't think about it." Miyazaki Yohji said in a deep voice, "Don't try this ability again before you figure out what's going on."

The golden vortex quickly gathered and disappeared into the air. Qingliu clasped his hands together, showed a flattering smile, and said sweetly: "Hey hey~ I know, I will definitely not use it indiscriminately."

After looking at her with distaste for a while, Miyazaki Yohji still opened his hands, and Qingliu immediately rushed over with a smile, and happily opened his arms to wrap his arms around his thin waist.

"Don't worry." He rubbed his friend's head, avoided the wound, hugged her tenderly, and promised in a low voice, "I'll take care of those things, just stay here."

"Hmm = ￣ω￣ ="

"Also..." Miyazaki Yohji had a few small wells on his head, "Get your hands away!"

Qingliu raised her hands innocently.

The tips of the ears were a little red, and Yohji Miyazaki gave her an angry look, but he still didn't say anything, just let out a long breath, and rubbed her hair vigorously.

"I am leaving."

"Hey..." Qingliu blinked, a little unhappy, "Is it so fast?"

"There are still some things to deal with." Standing up and adjusting his glasses, Yohji Miyazaki explained simply. He frowned and looked at Qingliu for a while, but still suppressed the plan to take him back, "Remember to call me if you have anything to do." , don’t mess around alone.”

"Hmm = ￣ω￣ ="

The door of the ward closed behind him, and Oda immediately came up to him, glanced into the ward for a moment, then quickly looked back: "Chief, Miss Qingliu, is she okay?"

"It's okay." Miyazaki Yohji shook his head, raised his feet and walked forward, and those men in black guarding the door followed neatly.He didn't intend to be so conspicuous with a large group of people. He did have a lot of things to deal with today, so he took time out of his busy schedule to rush here.

Walking a certain distance under the gaze, Yohji Miyazaki suddenly said: "Oda, the black organization I asked you to investigate before..." After a pause for a few seconds, he abruptly changed the subject, "The detective's name Is it Kudo Shinichi?"

"Yes, the current name is Edogawa Conan, and he lives with his childhood sweetheart Mori Ran. There is a woman who defected from the black organization by his side. The code name is unknown, and her current name is Haibara Ai." Oda immediately replied, "They all had contact with Miss Qingliu several times before."

"Well……"

Various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and were quickly rejected one by one. Yohji Miyazaki walked out of the hospital gate quickly, bent slightly and got into the black car that had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Send someone to contact him, and do it secretly."

"Yes."

"Try to help him with some things, if..." Frowning for a while, Yohji Miyazaki clicked his tongue, "If you are discovered, offer cooperation without exposing yourself."

Although it is talking about what if, but according to Kudo Shinichi's terrible "detective" intuition in the past, the possibility of being discovered can only be higher, and it is unlikely to be lower.

"trouble."

He sighed.