Tang Zeyu had no dreams all night, and woke up refreshed the next day, stretching out on the bed.

When he came to the office of the Metropolitan Police Department, he was concentrating on two things, munching on breakfast in his mouth, while flipping through the comic serials that he had not read.

The time of the manga is that after the transcript was finished at the Metropolitan Police Department last night, the Junior Detective Corps, Xiaolan and Dr. Asa all rushed to the scene worriedly, and on the way back, unconsciously, Conan and Gray Yuan Ai were left behind again.

At this time, they remembered that the last time they had a separate conversation, they had a difference in their attitude towards Tang Zeyu, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

"So," Conan began, "do you still see the same idea?" ”

"......," Gray Yuan Wai turned his head, "whatever you want." ”

Conan's half-moon eyes snorted twice.

"But Gray Plains," he said quickly, "that's what you say, we can't keep running away. The organization was not overthrown by the strength of one or two people, and now Tang Zeyu is being targeted by the organization, if he really ......"

His voice paused.

"And," he said, "we have the FBI, but in Japan, strictly speaking, they are considered illegal immigrants, and there is not much power that can be used." ”

"Okay, okay, I got it." Gray Yuan wai waved his hand, "If you love to come to the house, I'll go out with the doctor to play." The two of you say it yourself. ”

"'If something happens, you're responsible.'" Conan laughed, "Are you going to say this next?" ”

Gray Plains snorted in a small snort.

"Conan? Little mourning? Crossing the street, huh? ”

Maolilan in front of him shouted, Conan muttered, quickened his pace to catch up, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly turned back again.

"—I know you're not going to leave me alone." He said with a smile.

Gray Yuan, who was wearing a hood, was slightly stunned.

Fortunately, Ayumi kept waving at the two of them, and she quickly came back to her senses and hurriedly joined the large group.

"You're talking about adult stuff again—"

The signal light turned from red to green, and the group walked across the street and jumped onto the sidewalk on the other side, and Ayumi pouted dissatisfiedly.

The two people who were still discussing life just now immediately turned into beanie eyes, and Xiao Ai reacted faster, and immediately fooled the past with the homonym of Kamen Superman.

"Speaking of favorite idols," Xiaolan pointed to her chin and looked at the sky and thought, "Uncle received an invitation from Yoko Okino, tomorrow." ”

However, compared to Yoko Okino, a household name, the children are obviously more interested in Kamen Superman, and the group laughs and laughs, and their figures gradually merge into the flickering lights not far away.

*

The barrage above the comics scrolled densely, and the long-lost main line didn't know how many diving parties who purely read the comics and didn't comment on them blew up.

Unlike the previous barrage, which was mostly short sentences that expressed emotions, when it came to an old main character like Gray Yuan Ai, there were more lengthy analyses all of a sudden.

Tang Zeyu lowered the shielding level a little, and felt the relief that the reader's old father was like looking at his daughter.

[The end of this sentence is so good [wiping tears .jpg]]

[Although it has happened once in the original version, I still want to cry when I see such a plot again, and the process of mourning sauce gradually letting down his guard is not the process of Conan's comic becoming a classic step by step]

[Mourning sauce is an angel, the more you understand, the more you can get her charm]

[Yes, yes! At first, she was really withdrawn, like a hedgehog covered in fried hair, and she never wanted to involve other people, and when she knew that Belmode was going to blow up the bus, I really burst into tears when I saw her alone wearing a hat and staying on the bus.

[And there is more!] Full Moon Arc!! When she ran to the port alone, she actually wanted Belmode to kill her, and give up tracking Conan.

[To be honest, Director Ke had already arranged everything at that time, and it was really a bit embarrassing for her to suddenly run over and make a mess]

[Hehe, ls, don't stand and talk without back pain, your friend is dying for you, can you stay in the basement with peace of mind if you are replaced? ] Sympathize with your friend in advance]

[Oh, don't quarrel, anyway, didn't Sister Bei give up in the end. To be honest, the most exciting thing about the full moon chapter is the human brilliance that flashes on everyone's body, and even Director Ke didn't expect Xiaolan to hide in the trunk in advance...... It's because everyone cares about each other and can sacrifice their lives for their friends that Conan will become so wonderful......]

[Yes, when everything unfolds according to the script step by step, the plot is good? Unplanned humanity is the shining point of the work, okay? 】

Seeing this, Tang Zeyu nodded silently, but unfortunately this is a comic barrage, if it is in the comment area, he will definitely give it a thumbs up.

He flipped back to the other barrage from the end, and in addition to the discussion of Gray Yuan's mourning, the discussion about him also occupied a considerable amount of space in the barrage.

[Anyway, this article can definitely be carried into the main line, right? ] Our gray plain mourns to let down his guard, and then will he be able to dream of a red party meeting, and the Karasawa Police Department will meet smoothly]

[Hahaha ls's statement seems to have a progress bar on Xiao Wai's head: favorability +1+1]

[Obviously it's a favorability +10086!] Hiroshi Karasawa, a man who will ride a motorcycle to save you!! I'm crazy, okay! 】

[I insisted on talking so much, and finally blew up the lights for him in this qaq]

[Moreover, motorcycles, it is motorcycles, alas! The adults in Conan are racing on the high-speed rail every day, and the XP of my motorcycle hasn't been released for a long time, and it can't be better (paralyzed)]

[Hahaha, does the front really have no connotation of a certain public security]

[And he's really careful, have you found out, Tang Zeyu has been accompanying Conan and Xiao Ai back to the Metropolitan Police Department, and when he saw Dr. Asa coming, he proposed that he was leaving]

[Are you worried about the safety of your two children? 】

[Police cars are here, what's not to worry about safety! The reason why Tang Zeyu didn't leave was mainly to consider Xiao Ai's mood, didn't she just be kidnapped? The person who rescued her was always in sight and could give her as much security as possible. Look at the two squares where they went back in the police car, Tang Zeyu's motorcycle has been parallel to the window in the back seat, and Xiao Wai can see him when he turns his head! 】

【！！！ I'm even more impressed! Why didn't I have such a gentle and attentive big brother to save me when I was kidnapped! 】

[The new male god is happy to add one, say it quickly, thank you old thief]

【Thank you, old thief (heste)】

It seems that the idea of barrage is similar to that of Tang Zeyu, and Gray Yuan Mourning has this complex sense of misanthropy and melancholy, and this tendency to self-destruct is especially obvious in the main line in the early stage. In the later stages of the original version, although she gradually became a tool, she stayed with the junior detective group, and gradually had the liveliness and hobbies of a little girl.

Yu Karazawa, who had roughly finished the barrage, closed the comic, and with a slide of his fingers, he caught two more lines in the green font in the task list next to him:

[Escape from the Museum [Completed]]

[Rescue Gray Plains Mourning [Completed]]

Yuichi Karasawa raised his eyebrows.

[73,] He called out from the bottom of his heart, [After completing the system task, is there no task reward?] 】

[Huh? ] Electronic tone suddenly stuck, [Isn't the system task used to record the events that the host has completed?] 】

Hiroshi Karasawa: "......"

73：【……】

73 suddenly realized: [It turns out that the task is also to give a reward!] 】

"I think I'm more of a system than you," Karasawa complained, "Aren't you a novice too?" ”

The electronic sound didn't know where it went, and he didn't hear a reply in his ears, and after a while, the mobile phone that Tang Zeyu put on his desk suddenly shook twice.

He received a new email in his mailbox, with the sender's address blank and a string of email addresses and passwords.

Immediately afterwards, a new pop-up window appeared on the silver screen in front of Tang Zeyu's eyes:

【Reward: Lost Mailbox】

Below is a line of pretending to be a system introduction.

[The mysterious job requires a secret email address, which has caused the mysterious man to be distressed for a long time.] In order to completely get rid of the traces of his own thinking, he had an idea and picked a song around him. This stumped the decryptor who tracked down, who knows what the mysterious person was listening to that day? 】

[You must need this,] the electronic voice said, [The information that has just been retrieved by the system permission is the mailbox used by the host before he lost his memory. 】

Seeing that Tang Zeyu was silent, 73 emphasized again: [All information systems that can be queried will be synchronized to the host immediately! ] Serialized manga too! 】

…… Okay.

Karasawa got up from his seat and threw the breakfast box into the trash can outside the hallway.

Although there is no so-called quest reward, the information about the permissions that are gradually unlocked is okay. If it weren't for the existence of 73, some of the things he had kept secret before his amnesia might have become blank forever with the lost memories.

Tang Zeyu's eyes rolled slightly, his eyes were familiar with the account password, his thumb swiped across the screen, and he deleted the email sent by the system.

Then he returned to his seat, sat down and turned his shaft slightly oblique at the same time, and changed to look at the angle of his body just enough to block the mobile phone screen, and quickly logged in to the account.

Case2 FIN.