Red and black camp simulation game

The police officer took a few children to buy tickets.

The little detective and Hui Yuanai walked slowly behind them, and the two took the opportunity to discuss other matters.

"Huihara, you should have found out," Conan said solemnly, "Brother Yue didn't really mean to hide it from us at all. His purpose today is definitely not just to bring the children to play."

"Well," the little girl with tea hair kept a straight face and said in a serious tone, "I asked Police Officer Matsuda, and he said that Brother Na Yue didn't come back from work last night. Come back, so last night’s work should refer to the police department, but it takes more than half an hour to drive from the police department to the doctor’s house. It only took 10 minutes from the time Brother Yue received the call to his arrival, which is the same as when we came here. about the same time."

"He was at the Dongdu Aquarium before he came to the doctor's house, maybe he was on a date... I will definitely find out who it is." Hui Yuan's voice was cold.

"Calm down, Haibara!" Conan wiped off his cold sweat, "Hey, hey, you also had the same expression about the incident between Bihu and Miss Yoko a few days ago, it's too scary."

"What I mean is that what Brother Yue was investigating might be related to the large-scale power outage on Tokyo's Kowan Shore Line last night." The little detective quickly turned on the phone screen to show the girl, "Look, it wasn't even announced on the news. The reason, plus my uncle received news from the Police Department in the morning that there was an explosion in the warehouse area last night, so I wondered if Brother Yue had a mission nearby, just to take us along."

"Oh," Huiyuan immediately became less interested, "It has nothing to do with us, Brother Yue completed the task very easily, and there is no need for you, a big detective, to make trouble."

"Who made a mess." Conan turned off the phone angrily, his movements stopped suddenly, and he smelled the smell of gasoline.

He turned his head following the smell, and saw a silver-haired woman sitting blankly on a bench with a coat wrapped around her shoulders, and there were many conspicuous scratches on her face and bare legs.

"Wait a minute, where are you going—" Haibara was taken aback by Conan's running away, and quickly followed.

"Nene, sister, what's wrong with you?" The little detective skillfully took advantage of his appearance and asked in doubt, "Why are you here alone, and your knees, hands... and your phone seem to be broken."

The woman lowered her head in a daze, and the two children saw that she had heterochromatic pupils. Haibara tugged at the little detective's sleeve: "Maybe she can't understand Japanese?"

"Understand," her voice was gentle, "I understand."

Conan pointed to the mobile phone on the chair: "Here, can I have a look?"

"Okay." The woman nodded.

While Conan was fumbling for the phone, Haibara Ai turned to her: "When did my sister come?"

"Hey..." She seemed to be asked, and touched her forehead dully, "I don't know."

The two people in front of her looked at each other, Hui Yuan frowned and asked tentatively: "Then, what's your sister's name?"

"Name—" she held her head in pain, "my name is, I don't..."

Both Haibara Ai and Conan were taken aback, but the woman seemed to calm down quickly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't remember that either."

The brown-haired girl took a step forward and held out her hand: "Can you lower your head a little so I can see?"

The woman lowered her body obediently and approached her.

"Although it's not a very serious injury, it wasn't long after the injury..." Huiyuan Ai observed carefully, and his voice suddenly disappeared.

"I probably injured my head while driving—what's the matter, Haibara?" Conan glanced at his silent companion, and was startled by her expression.

"Sure enough, it's a date," the former member of the organization said with a gloomy expression. "The coat she's wearing is a men's coat, the one Brother Yue wore before going to work yesterday."

The little detective widened his eyes slightly, and looked up at the silver-haired woman: "Sister, who gave you this coat?"

"I, I don't know," the other party subconsciously stood up, also a little confused, "It seems to be on me all the time."

When she got up, a small book that looked like a vocabulary book fell out of the skirt pocket. When Conan picked it up, the 'book' just opened, and it turned out to be only five translucent color cards.

They couldn't continue to ask, because the children and the police officer who had gone to buy the tickets all came back at this time.

"Conan-kun, Xiao Ai, your tickets have been purchased—"

As soon as she came over, she received unbelievable looks from her two children, and Nayue questioned her with a smile.

Seeing Nayue's face, the woman over there trembled all over as if she was frightened, clutching her forehead with a splitting headache, and also returned to normal before the others could react.

"Is this sister not feeling well?" Ayumi asked worriedly.

"Ah, you met." The player looked like he had just seen Curacao, and confirmed the conclusion of her amnesia again in his heart. He bent his eyes and said in a natural tone, "This is Tian Haixing, my friend. oh."

Hui Yuanai's expression became even more shocked, and she said coolly: "Brother Nayue, it seems that your friend came here alone, and suffered an accident and lost his memory."

"So I would like to ask everyone to bring Miss Xing to play together, maybe it can restore her memory," the player calmly took out the extra ticket he bought just now, "Do you want to play together, Miss Xing?"

They're all called names!The little detective and Huiyuan turned their heads to look in sync.

Curacao: "...?"

Curacao didn't have any feeling for Tian Haixing's name. It was definitely not her name, but she seemed to know this young man... Otherwise, there was no way to explain her headache a few minutes ago.

She couldn't help raising her vigilance in her heart, but at this time the children gathered around again, and Ayumi held her face happily: "Brother Yue's friend looked so good at that time—wow, sister Xing's eyes are a different color!"

"Really, so beautiful," the well-informed Mitsuhiko sighed, "Is this probably heterochromia iris?"

Plan pass.

The player looked at Curacao's softened expression and thought inscrutably.

Sure enough, the task prompt asked him if he wanted to save this person, then she must be different from other people in the organization, and there is still a way to save her. Generally speaking, to heal a role of this kind, one needs to let her see the bright and beautiful side of life.

Is there anything better than lively and lovely children?

So that's why 10 minutes later, a line of two adults and five kids stood in front of the dart booth.

Those three kids and Curacao were seriously throwing darts, and that month was being questioned by two fake elementary school students.

"Brother Yue, in fact, she is not your friend." Little Detective's glasses reflected, "I can tell that her micro-expressions and movements are obviously unfamiliar with this name."

"Who is she?" Hui Yuanai asked seriously.

That month held back a smile and patted them on the head: "You are all amazing, she is indeed not my friend, but with more specific information, after knowing it, you may not be able to calm down and have fun."

Both of them said without hesitation: "It's okay, we need to know!"

Players know that these two sentences contain a soul that is about to grow up, and they will never be perfunctory to them.

"Her name is Curacao."

The black-haired and red-eyed police officer withdrew his smile and confessed seriously.

—

"A glass of Scotch soda." The blond young man sat calmly in front of the bar and nodded to the bartender.

The young man has a good skin, with a faint smile on his lips, his wheat-colored skin makes him even more handsome, and almost makes all young girls go crazy for this explosive hormone.

"Huh?" Belmode, who was supposed to go on a mission with him, came late, but raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Bourbon, why didn't you go out, and thought you would be the first one to prove your innocence. "

"What?" He was taken aback.

Belmode understood something, and looked at him with pity: "Didn't you read the news? Your partner Scotland was identified as a traitor by Gin, and everyone received a killing order against Scotland. Ley, who is still in Japan But I'm already looking for him."

"It seems that you can't get this credit."

Bourbon's face darkened as she wished.

"Seeing how leisurely you are, the mission has been cancelled, right?" He walked out without hesitation, "Then I will take my leave first. Since he is a traitor, only I can take his life."

As soon as Bourbon walked out of the bar and got back in the car, he quickly took out the mobile phone he used to communicate with members of the organization. Because of what happened last night, he turned off the mobile phone to avoid revealing any information when dealing with public security matters.

While waiting for the machine to turn on, Bourbon's expression was extremely anxious. He didn't see the news about Gin until then, but it was already an hour ago.

Damn, that guy Ley actually attacked Hiro without any hesitation... He still underestimated this killer who is very similar to Gin in every way, if something happened to Hiro, he would never let Lai go Yi!

Bourbon subconsciously wanted to contact his friends, because he knew that aka had their positioning display in his hand, but the names of Ley and Scotland appeared in his mind at the same time, and Bourbon uncontrollably remembered the scene that happened on the rooftop dream.

Fa Xiao's blood-stained corpse, Ley's hand holding the gun, and Mr. Police Officer with his eyes closed overlapping Scotland.

...He couldn't bring the other party in at this time.

—

Rye sat in the driver's seat, looking thoughtfully into the rearview mirror as Scotland changed his own bandages.

"If you are the Japanese police," he mused, "do you want to contact Police Officer Chijiang?"

Scotland vigilant: "Do you know each other?"

"I met seven years ago, and he also cooperates with the FBI." After confessing their respective identities, Ley did not conceal this information in order to cooperate, and his face remained expressionless, "If necessary, I can Help you contact him."

Scotland twitched his lips.

"No need." He didn't know where the sense of superiority came from, and nodded reservedly, "The reason for going to the safe house is to get something to connect with him, we are best friends (*emphasis)."

Ley's expression became more subtle, and his and Scotland's brainwaves were strangely aligned at this moment.

[If they knew each other, how did they perform that effect in the first place? ]

The police officer who is still in the amusement park doesn't know what happened here. Although he has a strong desire to control, he is not strong enough to pay attention to the location of his undercover friend anytime and anywhere.

He is currently comforting two newly frightened children.

"She came to the police station to steal the undercover list last night, but it's a fake list I've dealt with," Nayue spread her hands and smiled slyly, "Shiho should have heard of it, Curacao, a member of the operation team with special memory ability ? I was going to use her as bait."

"This will be very dangerous!" Hui Yuanai roared tremblingly, "What if you...what if something happens to the children?"

The police officer sighed. Although he judged that Curacao could be saved, the two children from the terrorist organization didn't know it.

He knelt down and hugged the two children, rubbing his chin on top of their heads.

"Don't worry, I will protect you." Mr. Inspector said.