For them, it may have been the beginning of tragedy.

Boy... No, 18 years old can no longer be a boy, it should be a teenager.

The boy left the orphanage and came to the long-awaited big city.

For a soul who has not been deeply involved in the world, it is noisy and prosperous, with high-rise buildings, the fading sunset and neon lights complement each other, and the street lamps are shining.

The young man stood on the crowded street, with a crowd of people in front of him, even if there was no place for him in the lights of the thousands of homes here, he was still so happy under the bustling night, and his face could not hide his impatient anticipation.

He was waiting, waiting for an appointment made years ago.

Just as his thoughts were wandering, the left side of his face suddenly itched, as if he had been lightly poked by something.

He turned his head to look and saw nothing.

Another itch on the right side of the face.

When I turned my head to look, I didn't see anything.

He showed a knowing smile, turned around 180 degrees directly, and threw himself into the other party's arms: "Sister~"

The girl stood behind the young man, smiling skillfully, 3 years of time has made her appearance have changed a lot, her temperament is more mature, the only thing that has not changed is the beautiful red pupils.

The girl stretched out her hand and made a gesture above the heads of the two: "Hmph, it's not small, I don't drink enough milk, it's still not as tall as me." ”

The young man quibbled: "That, that... That's because you're too tall, it's not my problem! I'm not short among my peers! ”

The girl vomited blood, revealing a distressed expression: "Don't say it! Just because I grew tall and my legs were too long, many men said that it was stressful to stand with me, and none of them dared to chase me, which caused me to be a single dog for so many years. ”

When the young man heard this, he cautiously asked, "So, hasn't my sister been in love for a few years?" So, what kind of boys do you like? ”

The girl deliberately put on an arrogant look: "Anyway, it's not okay to be smaller than me, it's not okay to be shorter than me~"

After hearing this, the young man's eyes darkened obviously, and he lowered his head in the afterglow of the remnant sun, as if some corner was missing in his heart, empty, and a little overwhelmed.

The girl sneered and rubbed his head: "Just kidding! How can there be so many requests, I have so many cases in my hands, it would be nice to have a smart and lovely boy to talk to me~"

The young man smirked and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, is the detective very busy?" All the detectives in me have time to travel around..."

The girl couldn't help but laugh: "Wow! Don't be fooled! Still traveling? This line of work is really busy to vomit blood, working overtime, collecting evidence, and squatting all day long... The most troublesome thing is that kind of emotional dispute, one party in the husband and wife suspects that the other party is cheating, please go to the 24-hour follow-up investigation, that is called a tired. ”

The boy jumped up and down, his expression was very excited: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of being tired!" I made a promise to you 3 years ago that when I grow up, I will also come to be a detective! Sister, take me into the industry! ”

For some reason, the girl suddenly fell silent, she brushed her windswept hair behind her ears, and whispered, "Actually, I don't want you to be a detective, at least not with me..."

The boy was stunned and asked at a loss, "Why?" ”

The girl pursed her lips and looked into the distance, her pupils reflecting the sky that was gradually swallowed up by darkness: "Our firm has recently joined a joint investigation to track down a professional processor, and several people have already died. ”

The young man shuddered unconsciously: "Will this profession still be dead..."

"Well, because the object of the pursuit is more special. This professional processor, codenamed 'The Smiling Demon' in the Grey World, has a very high IQ, a cunning and cold-blooded personality, and it was at his hands that our companions died. The girl gently put her arm around the boy's shoulder and whispered softly, "So, I don't want to involve you." Even if you have to be a detective, it's better to go to another office and not get involved with the smiling demon. ”

Death was too strange and distant for the boy, and it was therefore terrifying, so he lowered his head and kept rubbing the corners of his clothes: "In that case, why don't my sister and the others quit?" ”

"Remember what I told you? I want to be a righteous person like Detective Poirot, and my colleagues in the office share this ideal. The girl smiled like a warm holly sun, and the next words changed the boy's life, "If the detective is scared away by the demon, how can we maintain justice?" ”

The hot blood was surging in his body, turning into surging waves, hitting the young man's heart again and again, his eyes became more and more determined, and finally like steel, he said unwaveringly: "I'll help you!" ”

The girl was stunned: "Huh? What I just said, did you..."

"I'll help you!" The boy interrupted her firmly, "I'll help you hunt down the demons!" ”

Under the young man's firm gaze, all the girl's words were dissolved, and she forcefully hugged the boy who had grown up together in her arms, and whispered to herself gently: "Good boy." ”

Good boy.

Good boy...

...

"Good boy..."11 When he woke up from a dream, he looked up blankly, and for a moment he was in a trance, like a child who had lost something important, looking for something lost.

In the blurred vision, the pair of red pupils became so conspicuous, and the familiar shadows began to overlap, making him subconsciously reach out and want to touch the little face.

But as he became more conscious, his vision became clearer, and the familiar shadow suddenly disappeared, and even though the pupils were still there, they were not the faces of the old people.

"White..."11 muttered the name of the person in front of him, and subconsciously looked around and found himself lying on the side of the hospital bed.

11 quickly remembered that yesterday Bai's injury had deteriorated, and he had taken care of her here until midnight, and then he had done a lot of arrangements, and because he was too tired, he fell asleep like this.

What makes people laugh and cry is that he slept a little dazed, and he used his white little hands as pillows when he fell asleep, and he had been sleeping poorly, which caused a lot of saliva on it.

11 touched the back of his head and smiled, quickly took a wet towel and wiped his hands clean.

Bai is now a little better, her fingers can move, she gently put the mobile phone under her palm, and blindly typed a line of words: "You were talking in a dream just now." ”

11 tilted his head: "Oh? What did I say? ”

Bai typed: "Sister, good boy." ”

11 couldn't help but wonder: "I just remembered an old man." ”

Bai typed: "Tell me your story." ”

11 was a little hesitant, only Lao Gao knew about the past, and he buried that figure in his heart early on, so that no one would know.

But the wound in the heart is like this, it may not feel much if it has been hidden in the heart, but one day when you see the shadow of the old man, you can't hide it, it will drown out the daily hustle and bustle, mixed with pathos, so that you can't hide.

Looking at the familiar pair of red pupils, 11 felt as if the wall in his heart had melted, and unconsciously slowly spoke: "I used to, love..."

[The reincarnation of one's own side admits its identity to the refuser, and the A-class reincarnation disguise has become invalid]

[Extra Time Reset to Zero]

【Enter the official countdown】

【168:00:00】

When these prompts appeared on the mission screen, Shiro couldn't help but be stunned, and 11 fell silent.

Hurried footsteps sounded, Lao Gao directly pushed the door and ran in, and he couldn't hold back the joy in his voice: "It's successful!" The disguise is lifted! ”

11 Pull up the quilt for the sluggish Bai, put her hand in the quilt to keep warm, and said softly, "When you get better, I'll talk to you slowly." ”