Squatting down and looking at Jiang Yuanshi's sleeping face with a smile on his face, Tang Ze, who originally wanted to reach out and pat Tang Ze, who was sure, thought about it, felt a little dirty, and directly slammed it with the barrel of the gun.

His face was crooked, and there was no movement.

"Don't poke Tang Ze." In the headphones, there was a voice from Hoshikawa Hui who couldn't bear to look at him, "It's been stopped recording, it's okay." ”

"Ah, is the filming done? That's good. Hearing this, Tang Ze relaxed his suppressed voice and took off his mask and top hat, "This suit is completely breathable, and Akiko Sayama's purchase budget doesn't look high." ”

"Aren't you having a great time?" A chuckle came from Akemi Miyano's voice, "Okay, move faster, let's send the video to Akiko Sayama right away." ”

"Okay, here we go."

Tang Ze walked to the bed, removed the camera placed on the drawer, and then looked at no one left and right, and directly reached out and pulled out an empty suitcase from the prop bar.

The man was very tall when he was in Jiangyuan, but fortunately he was relatively thin, so he stuffed it into the box, and reluctantly put him in a curled up position, and finally stuffed his whole person into the box.

A large living person of more than 100 pounds caused a lot of pressure on the suitcase, and Tang Ze adjusted the angle for a while to keep it in a normal form with no flaws.

There is no way, although he can take many ways to take away the sleeping Jiangyuan Shinan, but after all, it is to be handed over to the gin and them, and there must be a relatively normal delivery method to hide people's eyes.

If the wise Goro swaggered and carried a large living person to the joint......

Then Gin should suspect him of anti-water and deliberately lure the police to arrest people.

After turning around the suitcase twice, Tang Ze was more satisfied.

He thought about it, put on the mask that was not too airy, kept the state of the Night Baron, dragged the suitcase, and walked to the balcony with a wide view.

The Izu Princess Hotel has a slightly misplaced design from the 20th floor, and the layout of the 20th to 24th floors is slightly staggered from the downstairs rooms, and the balcony on the 19th floor can be directly seen from the right side of the balcony of 2101, where Tokio Ehara is located.

Tang Ze lowered his head and looked down at the railing.

In the balcony of room 1901, the handsome-looking Akiko Sayama widened her eyes and looked up at him standing on the balcony, holding her suitcase in her hand.

She must have received an email from Akemi, looking at him with anticipation and fear in her eyes, and the wind blowing horizontally blew her neat short hair flying.

The black robe on Tang Ze's body was also blown up by the fierce wind, and black waves were rolled up.

He raised his hand and raised his top hat to her.

Akiko Sayama clenched the stone bricks on the edge of the balcony with her ten fingers, and the rough façade pierced her fingertips, but at the moment she could only hear the whirring wind in her ears and her own violent heartbeat.

Under her incredulous gaze, the black-clad Night Baron climbed the balcony railing of the 21st floor with a huge suitcase in one hand, like a traveler about to depart.

Akiko Sayama, who watched the video, knew that there was her enemy there, Tokio Ehara, who didn't know life and death.

The Night Baron turned his back and bowed to her slightly, like a curtain call actor, and fell backwards, falling straight from the height of the 21st floor.

Akiko Sayama leaned on the railing in surprise, but found that the rapidly falling figure, along with the luggage in his hand, disappeared directly into the air.

Outside, there is only the rustling wind and the empty starry sky.

The "Night Baron" is gone.

Like a real thief.

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Kogoro Maori collapsed on the bed, snoring shallowly.

Maolilan lay on another large bed, with a light smile, and also fell asleep.

Lying on the large sofa bed, Conan tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Today, I met all the participants of the event, exchanged important information with Karasawa, and enjoyed the beautiful beach and delicious meal, and everything went smoothly.

It was Christmas Eve where nothing happened.

This peace made him a little uneasy, and he had a feeling that everything should not be so peaceful.

What is the purpose of an organization looking for programmers who are "tainted"?

"Night Baron", a powerful virus that destroys all data on the target computer, is currently unknown how it works and there is no effective means to stop it, as the computers that have been ravaged by it have lost all their data and are difficult to recover.

Like the mysterious thief in his father, he came and went without a trace, killing people invisibly.

And how are these people connected by the "Night Baron"?

All kinds of puzzles lingered in his mind, and he pulled the blanket on his body, always feeling that in the quiet night of the night, in addition to the fierce sea breeze, there was also a faint low whimper.

It's like sadness, it's like relief......

It was a long time before he fell asleep in a state of restlessness.

That night, he slept very lightly, and could hear the sound of the other two people in the room, but he had a dream unexpectedly.

In the dream, I saw a Baron of the Night in a top hat, his black robe and cloak dancing wildly in the wind, and a smiling man standing upright on the top of the hotel, standing on the narrow railing of the watchtower, opening his arms to the sky.

With his movements, the blue sky slowly twisted and rolled, and it seemed that countless flesh and blood were rolling and moaning in it, all twisted like purgatory.

The sky seemed to be torn apart by this nightmarish figure, and the wounds and souls of the world were gradually torn apart with his hands dancing like a conductor.

It was as if he had torn off the outer skin of the world, exposing the blood vessels and muscles inside.

Listening to the buzzing and howling of the wound, the person under the smile let out a hoarse laugh.

In the midst of this apocalypse, a white-haired figure approached the Night Baron facing the sky.

His neck was wrapped around an extremely long red scarf, flying upside down in the wind, stretching into the sky, as if it was connected to the blood-colored scar, drawing nourishment from it.

The white-haired boy's eyes were covered by strips of black cloth, and he got closer and closer to the laughing Night Baron, stretched out his hand, and pushed him off without hesitation.

The Night Baron's laughter came to an abrupt halt, and like a doll that had lost control, it fell straight to the ground and smashed into the statue of the knight holding the hilt of the sword in the center of the dining room, and was pierced through the chest by the blade.

Black mud splattered from his chest, and the pale mask became the face of a corpse, frozen on his face.

High in the sky, the torn scar slowly closed, and the stars and moon rose.

Twilight fourfolded, Joker's red scarf wrapped around a pair of crimson wings, gently wrapping him.

Like a mother's hug.

The red figure stood in the middle of a full moon hanging high, like a huge golden pupil, opening its cat-like red vertical pupils.

The vertical pupils looked at him.

Conan was startled and sat up.

"Conan!" Seeing the little boy suddenly twitch twice and bounce off the sofa, Mao Lilan, who came to wake him up, was startled, "What's wrong?" ”

Conan touched his head in a daze, and Fang Cai's dream still flashed in his mind in fragments.

A dream that makes people a little frightened and inexplicably moved......

He subconsciously looked out the window.

The faint shadow of the moon still hangs on the other side of the sky, and the gentle morning sun rises from the coastline, reflecting the warm orange red of the turquoise Izu coast.

It was still early, a cloudless morning.

“…… What a strange dream. Conan scratched the back of his neck, a little inexplicable.

|ω') Inspiration is a great success, belongs to yes

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