At dusk, the Ryhamayama Drive.

This is a mountain range on the edge of the town of Kakuto, the peak is not high, but the slope is unusually steep, and the lane is halfway up the mountain, and it bends several times, looking down from the top down, like a silver-gray streamer scattered among the mountains.

Mt. Laiye is full of maple trees, and only at some point in autumn will the leaves turn from green to red, and it is still early spring, and there are only new leaves on the thin branches.

The pale green and orange sunset mix to create an almost ripe blood-hued color.

In the evening breeze with the heat not subsiding, a black car drove up the mountain road.

Usually it is not popular in Hayama, but now there are fewer tourists, and the whole mountain has only one car light, and it is lonely and hovering on the winding mountain road.

Shuichi Akai in the driver's seat held the steering wheel with one hand, and for him, who was already used to driving, driving through such a tortuous mountain road was as simple as eating and drinking. He even had the leisure to look out the window, the scenery on the side of the road receded rapidly, and the sky was full of red clouds overhead, and the red leaves all over the mountains were reflected in his eyes, and his green eyes seemed to be burning in an instant.

Shui Wuunai buttoned a peaked cap, sat in the passenger seat with his hands on his chest, and did not say a word.

There was silence all the way in the car, only the monotonous roar of the Chevrolet engine, and after driving a mountain road, Akai Shuichi seemed to feel that such a burning scenery did not match the silence, so he reached out and turned on the car radio.

The male voice of the radio is singing:

Say whispers to the warriors

A storm is coming now

The rock music in the background is passionate and generous, and the flat ground thunders like thunder in the empty driveway. So he hummed low to the melody, "So we are the storm—"

At the same time, there was also a female voice, and Shui Wuqi said coldly: "If this is really the end of the road, it is also beautiful when you close your eyes." ”

"yes," Akai sighed nonchalantly, "so remember to bring a message to Gin, just say I like it here." ”

Shui Wu had no mercy and did not answer.

Everyone knows that Shuichi Akai's car is a black Chevrolet, and he found a bomb on the chassis long before he set off. Conan suggested that he might as well change to an inconspicuous one, but Shuichi Akai shook his head and refused. He has decided that no one can change it.

So half an hour before departure, another greeting card arrived as scheduled. This time there was not even a perfunctory fruit basket, and the same handwriting marked the location of another bomb. It was in the utility room passing by, and it took a lot of effort to find out the degree of concealment, even if you knew where it was installed.

When Conan came out from under the broomstick, his hair was all messed up, and a handful of ash was stuck to the tip of his nose. Tang Zeyu reached out and wiped it off, and handed over an apple: "It's hard work." ”

"If you can tear it down sooner."

The bomb disposal expert immediately followed up, watching the back of the protective suit disappear into the utility room, Conan subconsciously took a bite.

He pulled away from his thoughts, only to find another question: "Wait, where did this apple come from?" ”

"The fruit basket that was delivered." Tang Zeyu blinked innocently.

“……”

Conan looked at the half-bitten apple in his hand, and felt a dilemma of stepping on a landmine. Crisp௚...

0; The clicking sound sounded in his ears, and Tang Zeyu chewed two mouthfuls indistinctly: "...... It's pretty sweet. ”

So Conan also gave up thinking and joined the army of apple gnawers.

*

After finalizing the plan to finally fake his death, Shuichi Akai is completely uncertain.

Gin deliberately lured away other FBI people before he was notified by phone, and the arena was only a game between these two people from beginning to end, and the latter's decision was unsurprising, Akai Shuichi hid all the FBIs, and only temporarily adjusted the original planned departure time to an hour later.

When the three cars rushed out, everyone thought he would come back as scheduled.

Tang Zeyu opened the comic, and the last frame was drawn exceptionally beautifully, regardless of the storyboard, shadow, or portrayal, they all pushed the tragic atmosphere to the extreme. The sunset is about to fall, and on the bent halfway up the mountainside, the trajectory of Chevrolet's Z is almost tragic, and it is not difficult to imagine that the driver's seat experienced a tragic fight before finally hitting the guardrail.

The passenger door opened, Kiel clutched his right arm, stumbled out of the car, and the next second, the Chevrolet exploded into a ball of flames in the explosion.

The barrage has long known the main line, and they are particularly cheerful to play one by one.

[The reset version is still numb when I watch it again, and the longest road I have walked is Director Ke's routine]

[Xiuyi is a real show, Ke Dao yyds, the silver bullet group blows up online! ] 】

[Brother Cat: Sit and wait for the number]

[Akay: This is to retire and learn to stew potatoes and roast beef, don't cue]

[You all care about Brother Cat, only I care about the car, and only the world of Chevrolet's death has been achieved (smile)]

[Chevrolet - you went so badly - ]

At the same time, the bomb lurking in the corner of the hospital was extinguished at the same time as the flashing red light. FBI agents are still dispersing to check one by one in case the lead is accidentally touched by a patient who does not know the truth.

The busy work continued until nightfall, and the news was broadcast on the TV in the hallway:

"Urgently insert a piece of news. The police came to Yeshan Road and found a black vehicle on fire, and there was a young man in the car, who was preliminarily judged to be around 20-30 years old. The preliminary judgment of the fire was caused by flammable and explosive materials in the car, and the specific cause of the accident is still under investigation, experts remind the public to pay attention to driving safety, if there are relevant clues, please contact the police by phone in time......"

At that moment, Judy's eyes widened in the corridor, she couldn't believe that the person who was talking an hour ago had become a corpse, but the evidence should be conclusive, and the identity could not be argued.

The female teacher, who was immersed in grief, did not notice that her figure had been reflected in another pair of silent blue eyes, behind her, Conan's

There was a hint of unbearability in his eyes.

Tang Zeyu stretched out his hand and gently blocked his view.

"Let's go, I'll send you back first." He said, "Gray Yuan is still waiting for you in the hospital. ”

*

Sitting back in the passenger seat of the Porsche 356A, Kiel's mood was exceptionally calm. Since her father's death, she has kept in touch with the CIA, but she has always had a sense of uncertainty about where to go, so much so that she doesn't know what to do with Eisuke Hondo, who is looking for her.

If an undercover agent is a kite flying high in the sky, then her liaison is like the only kite string. After the connection with the FBI, the boundless ௚...

0; High in the sky, there seems to be another direction. No matter how far or long the road ahead is, she knows that after the operation is successful, she will definitely be able to go back.

The shadow that had been squeezing her heart all this time was swept away, so that her body touched the seat, and she couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips. However, this expression can also be understood as the excitement of finally returning to the organization, and she was momentarily flustered by her carelessness, and then quickly calmed down.

"Coming back?" In the back seat, the silver-haired man said in a low voice, and she nodded, "I'm back." ”

"Yes."

Gin repeated a sentence meaninglessly. Before Kiel could react, he had already handed a black disc from the back seat.

"This is the MD that Pulque left for you, listen to it."

The moment he heard this, Kiel's heart shook.

My father cleared the organization's suspicions about himself, and he used a pre-recorded MD, a data medium that has long been out of fashion, but now it suddenly appears in front of him, and it is difficult not to give people other associations.

She looked up at the back seat in disbelief, Gin's face was cold and there was no other expression.

When she got into the car, she noticed that the person driving the car was vodka, and the co-driver was reserved for her, and then the gin was ruled out, and there should be another person in the seat. But the privacy film of the window concealed everything in pure black, and she couldn't move much when she was sitting in the passenger seat, so she couldn't see the other person's face until now.

She had suspected that this was Pulque, and since she was nominally in his name, the other party had never used email to contact her, and it was the first time that she had been so close and face-to-face.

As Gin's voice fell, she realized that she had guessed wrong, and if Pulque was in the car, there was no need to ask someone to hand it over.

In any case, this is the first time that Kiel has been able to hear his voice in reality, outside of the electronic medium.

She put on her headphones and pressed play with her fingers. A rustling noise flowed softly, and a familiar gentle male voice spoke, and the electronic signal accurately reproduced the sound scene at the moment of recording, so that the sentence sounded almost like he was leaning over his ear.

"First of all, I seem to have to express joy." The man said, "Then Kiel, welcome back." ”

His tone was polite, and when he listened closely, he could give people the illusion of a spring breeze, but Kiel's eyes widened at that moment.

Under the burning sunset, she was cold, because the voice was not unfamiliar, in her unconscious, dark ward, the hand that turned on the light and explained everything to Eiyu Hondo—

The smoky gray plaid scarf appeared in front of her at this moment, and she didn't know why her first reaction was this, but she suddenly remembered that when she just received the greeting card sent, Conan boldly proposed a strategy of suspended animation, but to complete it, she needed the help of Shui Wupiao, and the three of them discussed various details in the ward.

The schoolboy named Conan has an astonishing grasp of all the details, the chain of evidence is interlocking, and all the reasoning is impeccable, all pointing to the outcome of Shuichi Akai's death.

After listening to the plan, Kiel was confident that even if he stepped forward to check the gin, he would not see the slightest clue.

But what's the use of being rigorous and meticulous on the surface afterwards, there is a person who has already put all the arrangements in his ears from the beginning!

- Those calm black eyes,...

The first person to walk into the ward and comfort Eisuke Hondo.

Although he represented the power of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department, he stood more on the sidelines, did not speak much, only nodded and shook his head occasionally, and was a little inconspicuous compared to the two shining silver bullets.

is such a person, but he occupies a very heavy weight in decision-making, and everyone values his opinion.

- Is he in such silence, watching all the hesitation and struggle?

What was he thinking when he introduced himself? What was he thinking when the audience around him was in full swing, deducing everything that might happen?

Stunned, surprised, or silently sneering in the bottom of your heart?

Tang Zeyu's voice paused here at the right time. He seemed to have crossed a long time and space, and clearly saw the overturning of Kir's heart at this time, so he patiently spared room for breath until her heartbeat gradually subsided in the violent fluctuations.

"I think you'd love to get in touch with them right now, but don't rush. I'm not that unreasonable person, as long as you do what they say, you can reach anyone. ”

A great consternation enveloped his head, and he froze Shui Wuqi in place.

"Ah, by the way," Karasawa continued, "Actually, I forgot to say that Ethan Hondo is still alive and wants to see him?" ”

Shui Wu's breath stagnated.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet, people, engines, vehicles. Everything disappeared, and in the smooth and quiet noise, only Tang Zeyu's voice was unhurried, and he sounded like he was smiling.

Then there was a slight rustling in the earphones, as if some soft fabric was plucked by him, and the next moment he said in a brisk voice: "But I'm too lazy to move now, so let's do it first." If you want to see him, remember to report it to Gin. ”

With a click, the MD stops automatically.

The recording is over.

TBC.