Red and black camp simulation game

"Clap."

A small hand stretched out from below and turned on the kitchen light. The little boy with black hair and blue eyes was holding an empty glass, with two thick dark circles under his eyes, making one suspect that he would pass out at any moment. With a look that makes anyone want to call the Child Protection Association, the child mechanically washes the cup and sets it aside to drain.

Tonight, he tried the plum kumbu tea recommended by Mr. Amuro. Apart from being a little salty, it didn't seem to make him drowsy much... Tomorrow, Tolan, please go to the hospital.Conan Edogawa stared at the moon bent into a hook in the sky and was stunned.

It had been a whole week since the death of the police officer. During this period of time, his mental state was not very good, and he would always be distracted in various places, but everyone understood him.As a child who was saved by a close police officer at the cost of his life, together with the mission recording camera on the helicopter, he witnessed with his own eyes that a body that gave people an infinite sense of security was swallowed into nothingness by flames. The people in the hall also wanted to arrange a psychologist for him to enlighten him, but they were all rejected.

Conan didn't care about this and tossed and turned, he just recalled the last scene of that day repeatedly every night.

The police officer's death was too hasty, as if there was an invisible hand behind him forcefully pushing him to die, evaporating his last will to survive, so that the police officer committed suicide without hesitation and no regrets.

Yes, it is 'self-destruction'.

It was only after the end that Conan realized that his brother had never planned to come out alive from the beginning.

Obviously you can let Kidd take you away, you can leave with others before the final explosion, you can choose an ending where everyone survives.

But he cut off all escape routes and put himself in an irreversible death: falling from a height of more than 600 meters into a sea of ​​flames below, he, and they, even had no way to get lucky whether the police officer could survive.

That person did it on purpose.

At the beginning, Conan would be sure that the reason for going to the top floor that month was because he received a few other police officers who asked him to convey the extremely sincere scolding. Although he couldn't quite understand what happened, "Chijiang didn't retreat with the guests that month." This information was still extracted by him. The little detective looked at the screen of the phone and then at the nemesis who thought everything was over and was about to sneak off to find the police officer. He decisively grabbed Kidd by the arm and dragged him to the display stand on the top floor.

Without him, when the connection bridge is re-blocked and the whole building is at risk of explosion at any time, only the top floor still has a glimmer of life. He has been on the helicopter Conan of the Metropolitan Police Department many times, so he is naturally familiar with this rescue process. It wasn't that it was set on fire later, and there was a risk of being attacked at any time, they didn't need it at all...

At that time, his only question was why Brother Yue didn't just take the bridge before the second blockade, but chose to leave from the top of the building in the end. Conan originally thought that he wanted to protect the sunset diamond, but later that The indifferent look is exactly the opposite of the statement of "gems don't matter". If it wasn't for the gems, why would it be... But Conan also understands himself and the thief. The two of them will never leave the police officer alone in the sea of ​​​​fire , if the other party didn't take the initiative to come to the roof to find them, maybe they would accidentally achieve the achievement of three casualties.

It was after thinking of this that Conan now realized the fact very clearly, no matter whether he went to the exhibition stand or not, no matter whether there were them or not, Brother Yue would die there.

He will never be able to hold back a person who actively yearns for death, but Chijiang Nayue, his brother and idol, the teacher who never left on his detective journey, if there is no external force, how could he become interested in death without warning.

The little detective immediately thought of the special criminal 'A' who pretended to be his brother on the night of the festival. When he woke up, there were only himself and Brother Nayue left under the cherry blossom tree, and the one who combined to take him away was That A, the detective easily deduces that the police officer and A must have talked about something before he woke up, and those injuries that are enough to go to the ICU are not accidental.

So, is Chijiang's death that month also related to A?

The child's fingers clasped on the edge of the table couldn't help tightening. He had the chance to find out earlier... There was a chance. He should have thought about how the police officer would stay alone if he didn't ask for death, or discovered the last one earlier. When Min Min flew over the broken bridge, there was not enough starting distance at all, and it was impossible to send the two of them to live together anyway.

When brother Yue chose to throw him to a safe place even in the face of death, to the future paved with flowers, what would he think, and when he fell into the flames, was he still laughing?

The detective must have understood the police officer's last words, and felt that the other party was rarely wrong.Who can be the sun for whom? 'The month of Chijiang' has always been a unique existence.

And this is also the last lesson that the police officer deliberately taught him at the end of his life. No one can always be by someone's side. If he wants to go out of his own way, he must grow up.

Because no one will laugh and call him 'my little detective' again.

Conan vaguely remembered the murderous lottery he drew: "You are wearing black sleeves, like a cloud, the tears are endless, and the clouds are raining." He subconsciously touched the corners of his eyes, where it was dry, and the sign seemed to be Only this has not been fulfilled.

The detective cannot and will not shed tears for death. He needs a calm head all the time so that he can move forward unswervingly.

"Brother Yue...?"

The child stood there for a long time and then called out in a low voice, turning his face habitually, as if a hand would gently ruffle his hair at any moment, and then said to him, "I'm here, little detective."

——But even he would occasionally want to be less calm, want to rely on that person again, and want to have a word with that person again.

The police officer, who has always been generous, didn't even give an illusion this time. The question seemed to be crushed and floated into the wind and rain. No one answered in the empty Kudou house.

Detective Edogawa sighed, put away the cups, turned off the light, and walked upstairs to the bedroom. Tonight he excused staying at the doctor's place, but in fact he returned to his home, which he hadn't visited for a while, standing on the stairs When I opened my mouth, I could just see the warm lights next door still on through the gray-blue window glass, and everything was the same as before.

Except that one person never came back, and that person died on the night of May 5th, at the end of spring.

Since his death, the cicadas have been singing non-stop all summer.

—

Today marks the sixth night since the officer died.

Haibara Ai gathered the beige shawl on her body and leaned against the desk silently. She still had new data to collect, but she didn't want to move for the time being.

"I will find out the truth about his death," the words the detective said during the day still echoed in my ears, "I will never let him go away like this."

"He asked me to see the world for him and be the sun for him."

It's just that there are two identical stars in the world, is it possible to let her burn in pain for the second time?She can't afford to gamble, the sun that belongs to her has gone out.

The computer was on the table, and Hui Yuan Ai looked up at the ceiling blankly for a few seconds, then reached out and clicked on a piece of audio that was conveniently located on the computer desktop.

The first half minute was the a cappella of "Dandelion". The familiar clear male voice led her to hum along with her favorite song. When the singing stopped, there was still something unfinished, and the few seconds of blankness in the middle seemed to leave During her buffering time, Huiyuan folded her arms and slowly shrank under the table, listening carefully to what was said later.

The young man said with a smile: "I heard from Hiroki that you like this song very much recently, so I tried to learn a short part... How about it, it shouldn't be too unpleasant, right? I used to form a band with Hagi-kun and the others .”

"Your sister said that your birthday is in December, so there is still a while, so this recording should be regarded as a gift for the third year we know each other. I put the birthday gift in the storage cabinet in the room. Remember when the time comes go get it."

She held the corner of the shawl tightly. In fact, Hui Yuan Ai rarely bought such light and eye-catching clothes, but the young man always stuffed this type of skirts and handbags into her closet, saying "little girls should Be merry' banner to her every request.

Who would give a primary school student such a big shawl as a birthday present, idiot.

"The weather is getting hot soon, be careful of heat stroke and remember to eat well. If you don't have an appetite, please go to the next door and ask Hiro, Guang-jun to take out the recipe I stuffed in the kitchen and make a copy. You should like the taste, even if The experiment is very busy, and you have to take care of yourself...you can't learn from me, okay?"

Who will learn from you, she is not a robot.

"Did I say it before, you're just like the old me, stupid and naive—oh, I was wrong, I've always been smart. (*laughs)"

Who would be like you? Where did you see her innocence?

"Okay, Shiho, don't cry for me, it's better for you to laugh in the sun."

...Who would cry for someone like you who always breaks the contract.

The recording stopped abruptly, and she crawled out from under the table with her head down, pulling the progress bar back to the beginning with trembling fingertips.

The water stains smeared on the carpet, and the male voice singing "Dandelion" sounded in the room again.

Hui Yuanai hummed softly to him in a hoarse voice.

The USB flash drive she got from the detective six days ago, this is the 1080th time she has played the recording.

—

They will bury his ashes on the eighth day, and today is the fifth day.

Because of the time difference, Yukiko Kudo, who is in Los Angeles, only learned of the death of her neighbor on the afternoon of the 17th. She silently watched the video that quickly rose to the highest number of views on a certain website in Japan, and her shoulders buried in Yusaku Kudo became red. eye socket.

That video was apparently taken on the helicopter of the Metropolitan Police Department who had already rushed to the top of the building but was forced by the flames to carry out rescue. It was the last video of Chi Jiang that month.

The young man who put the only helmet he could find at the time on the child's head, and did not take any protective measures, rode a pure black Harley and rushed out of the broken bridge. However, it looked as if they were going to fly high with the wind and waves, but the locomotive, which did not have enough starting distance, was about to fall two or three meters away from their destination, and almost no one thought that the two of them can survive.

However, in the last half second, the young man raised his arms without hesitation and threw the child wearing the helmet forward. They watched the child fall into the safe zone, but the young man went down with the Harley Falling until the whole person is engulfed by the scorching flames below.

It only takes 600 seconds to land from a height of 11 meters, which is also the last 11 seconds of Mr. Police Officer's life.

His death was dazzling and vigorous. No one can say that the behavior of exchanging one life for another is wrong. Life is inheritance and the continuation of the glory of the predecessors.

The young police officer is like a shooting star, passing through their sky and finally sinking into the horizon, and new stars will rise in the future, even if it is no longer him, it will shine like him.

Because He is thousands of people, and thousands of people are Him.