When Conan nervously stared at the scene of the fake death as scheduled, Gray Yuan mourned in the central hospital of Rice Flower, waiting from morning to evening, until the girl with short brown hair was blown up.

Her tasks are not limited to simply lying on the hospital bed, but also include dealing with the bear children that the Junior Detective Group is worried about, finding various reasons to refuse Xiaolan to lift the quilt to check the wound, and shirking the routine examination.

I don't know how thrilling her day was, in short, when Tang Zeyu and Conan avoided their sight and quietly slipped back into the ward, they could feel the aura of dark clouds dozens of meters away.

Conan's pace hesitated for a moment, and then he secretly pulled Tang Zeyu's scarf and whispered, "...... Otherwise, we won't go back, right? ”

Karasawa ruthlessly pushed him back into the ward.

*

As for Tang Zeyu himself, the ambitious apartment investigation plan naturally encountered Waterloo on the first day because of the sudden main line and email.

Tang Zeyu finished renewing the room fee at the front desk and returned to the hotel room, so tired that he didn't want to move.

This time, the main line was updated extremely quickly, Almost as soon as something happened in reality, the speed at which it immediately appeared in the picture, Tang Zeyu finished chasing the barrage feedback in real time, and he didn't bother to flip back again, When his eyes swept down, he inadvertently opened the comments behind.

Tang Zeyu then remembered that in addition to the barrage, after each episode of the comic, there is also a comment area with a fixed nickname.

It's just that the content of the comments is similar to the barrage, and the longest content is not more than 100 words, it is still just a simple emotional catharsis and speculation.

But before the two words, about their own discussion, the likes in the comment area piled up a tall building.

"Combined with the analysis of the upper and lower parts, on the character creation of Tang Zeyu, and why he is a red party character (3)"

Is this still a serial?

Tang Zeyu immediately flipped back and found that the previous (1) and (2) were in the comment area of the episode where he appeared. When he turned to the original high-rise building, he remembered why this title was so familiar, just in the case of the explosion of the art museum, the words of his first appearance, this ID was unremittingly using this title to publish a long review.

It's just that at that time, there was another high-rise building fighting against him: "Reasonable Discussion of the Reason, Possibility and Reversal Tension of the Plot of Tang Zeyu is Real Wine", and now, as his entanglement with the main line is getting deeper and deeper, the opposite voice has never appeared again.

My popularity seems to be quite high.

Tang Zeyu was also curious for a while, and in the reader's analysis, he would be added to what strange settings, so he raised his hand and clicked in.

Passing A【lz】:

"I'm not strictly examining the party, this post is mainly from the old thief's character portrayal, as well as some details of the performance of the argument, if you have different views, welcome to discuss, of course, I will not necessarily reply."

[Ah, see the big guy again, squat! ] 】

[A-kun, long time no see! ] I remembered you when I saw you and Mr. B fighting hundreds of layers in the comment area for whether Xiao Tang Ze was red or black, and now the old thief finally set Xiao Tang Ze to die on the red side, so happy hahaha]

[What about Mr. B? ] Does he still stand on Tang Black? 】

【 B, B, you say something! ] I know you're watching!! 】

Yu Karasawa ...

raised his eyebrows and realized that the so-called "Mr. B" ridiculed in the comment area should be the owner of another rival high-rise building.

Looking at the follow-up post with raised eyebrows, Tang Zeyu didn't know which side to wax for a while, so he had to pull it over out of sight and out of mind.

"First of all, the old thief's ability to shape the character is undoubted, not to mention that Xinlan and Ke Ai have been fighting for so many years, and the five people in the police academy team alone, the old thief has only drawn a total of how many times they have been painted, and now if I say a name, you will definitely be able to blurt out his character traits.

That's where I start with what I want to say, compared to the fact that he doesn't have a particularly good grasp of the overall image of the concept of the institution. In the later part of the original plot, the red side is basically FBI and MI6 in C, except for Amuro Toru and dragging the Japanese public security, the role played by the entire Metropolitan Police Department, except for playing soy sauce, is about equal to nothing, and then think of Conan's cultural output, this impact is very terrifying.

I'm afraid that the old thief also took this into account, so he positioned the newly debuted Karasawa Yu as the police department, and he was introduced very clearly when he appeared, he was almost a "representative of the Japanese police".

Although it is two-dimensional, we also have to pay attention to a little reality, if such a character is set as Black, not to mention the reader's reaction, will the old thief himself really not be opened □□? ”

【！ Ideas that I never thought of have increased]

[I just thought about the details in the plot, but I didn't expect the big guy to even notice the third dimension]

[Although, though, it's really reasonable to look at it like this! 】

"That's why I was convinced from the beginning that Hiroshi Tang was the red side. In fact, the main argument of this post has been laid out, and after that, let's talk about the difference between his "policeman" thinking and Conan as a "detective".

What Conan represents is actually the absolute bright side. After all, this is a sub-oriented animation, so his line will be "The reason why people kill people, even if I can understand it, but I can't accept it*", which represents the absolute execution of justice. But on the other hand, Tang Zeyu's style is more humane and mature, and the most representative is that after discovering the buried □□ in the art museum where he first appeared, his first reaction was to ask Kidd to evacuate the surrounding crowd.

And this is also all the characteristics of the "adult" in Conan, at all available means, whether they are "justice" or "injustice", because he starts from the protection of human beings, which is actually the most basic respect for life, or this is a kind of universal humanism.

In addition, there is also the plot in the main line of the previous paragraph, where he shoots and bursts the water hydrant. At that time, there were many people in the barrage who were talking about "highlight transplantation", "intelligence reduction" and "unreasonable", and if Shuichi Akai was next to him, there was no need to do it again. But think about it, if you save Yasuki Tumen by just hitting the bullet, and the sniper misses the shot, will you think that your trajectory has shifted direction?

We all know that it was a very accurate shot. In other words, if Chianti then adjusted the shooting angle, he would have accidentally injured the person on the TV station next to him, and at the scene at that time, only Tang Zeyu noticed this detail. ”

【…… Help, I'm a viewer...

I didn't expect this at all! 】

[The big guy is really good at deducting details, originally I was just a passer-by fan, but now I am going to completely enter the pit]

LZ replied: "Thank you for liking /// The reason why I write so much is also purely out of like, this man is simply jumping on my XP, and his appearance is basically the main line, the plot fluctuates greatly, and it is normal that everyone doesn't pay attention to many details, I just sorted them out a little"

"All in all, there are actually a lot of commendable things about Tang Zeyu's character creation, let's talk about it in the next special building. As for the person who said that Tang Zeyu is a real wine, no matter what kind of conspiracy theory he has, or a simple fun person mentality, this approach is essentially a kind of disrespect, neither respecting the character portrayal of the old thief, nor respecting the overall layout of the comics, my main purpose in opening this series is to refute the Tang Hei theory, and if anyone dances in front of me, I will be in a hurry with whom. ”

The speech named [Passing A] rarely silenced Tang Zeyu.

He even had the feeling that he was a self-propelled reading comprehension material, but the reader's speech, in addition to the fact that the results were all wrong, the inference of the details was unexpectedly reasonable, so that he had a little subtle crying and laughing in addition to the weirdness.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, he also deliberately flipped to the comment area in front of him and looked at it, and found that the full name of Mr. B, who was repeatedly whipped in the comment area, should be [B is lying on the corpse].

…… The unexpected person is as the name suggests.

Tang Zeyu closed the comment area and wiped his face. At least for a short time, he probably won't want to read these little essays anymore.

But from another point of view, the timing of my amnesia may not be so inappropriate. In addition to the more terrifying and scary place where he woke up, several events encountered one after another did set him to death on the position of the red side at a very fast speed, not to mention the barrage that was so fooled that he couldn't find the north, even Tang Zeyu himself, before receiving the email, has not been able to make up his mind.

The inference about the countdown is correct, three scheduled emails, not one more. Looking back now, in fact, their content also coincides with the purpose that Tang Zeyu wants to achieve when he participates in this main line.

The penultimate letter, which is the first scheduled email received, makes it clear what I stand for. There are undercover agents in the organization who leak the information, and Tang Zeyu must not be at ease, but instead of letting the red side continue to send in new undercover agents, it is better to use Kiel's waste and fake the fabricated information back.

The penultimate and first letters are aimed at Shuichi Akai himself, who uses sniping, food poisoning, and explosives buried in various corners to create a sense of urgency step by step, so that the FBI can only choose to fake his death in the face of the current disadvantage.

As for the expression at the end, it vividly reflects a little bad fun in his own character, although I don't know how he used Pulque's identity to fool Shuichi Akai before, but Yu Karasawa guessed that he should still play quite hard.

These three emails were all sent from Pulque's account to his daily work mailbox regularly, and after Tang Zeyu glanced across the screen, he was sure that he had not missed any more details, so he deleted them without hesitation...

They.

As for the system's task list, the green record is also particularly subtle:

[Help Shuichi Akai [Completed]]

I'm afraid that even the system doesn't know how to define what Tang Zeyu did before and after, and in the end he can only choose this neutral word without any emotional color, and Tang Zeyu himself feels that replacing "help" with "flickering" is completely valid. He stretched his waist, roughly skimmed through all the information, and was already about to clean up and wash up and go to sleep, when at this moment, the electronic voice suddenly sounded:

[New permission unlocked detected, memory read, keyword: [flicker]. Is it delivered immediately? 3——】

Yuichi Karasawa raised his eyebrows.

When did the system become so smart that it immediately released the memory of Pulque's role as Ley?

What he really experienced, Tang Zeyu already had a rough guess in his heart, so that he would not be in a state of black eyes like the last time he unlocked. So he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes peacefully, but the electronic sound of the countdown suddenly stopped, and the next second, it was replaced by another, colder, more undulating tone.

[Unlock Memory, Keyword: [Endgame]]

Karasawa opened his eyes in disbelief.

This was a situation he had never encountered, and the memories he had just unlocked were replaced by another one that suddenly came. Beside him was a pitch-black ruin, the night was falling, the red fire was burning, the heat wave could be felt from a long distance, the red light source cast a narrow and jumping shadow, and at the end of the shadow, the paddles of the helicopter made a loud roar.

Does this happen in normal Conan? The scene in front of you is not as appropriate as the battlefield.

Tang Zeyu raised his hand to look at himself, and found that the image of the whole person was virtual and real, like a flickering firelight, the raised palm was translucent, and behind the criss-crossing palm prints, several figures could be seen walking against the light.

It was Gin and the others.

Tang Zeyu's eyes widened for a moment, this was by no means a picture in his memory—or in the comics of his memory.

The group looked extremely embarrassed, the firearms they were carrying were nowhere to be seen, and Chianti's palms were even more bloody and blurry, as if she had pressed a bomb with the palm of her hand. Gin's black trench coat was still straight and intact, but there were a few blood stains on the purple sweater, and the exposed corner had been blackened by smoke.

What exactly am I in right now?

Tang Zeyu walked towards them briskly in confusion, unexpectedly bumped into something suddenly, tears

It came out in an instant. He covered his nose and fumbled in front of him to make sure there was a transparent wall of air.

The invisible barrier held him in the distance, and he could only watch as Gin, a few steps away from the helicopter, suddenly stopped.

"You go first," he said lightly, "the plane is overloaded." ”

It was this pause that made Tang Zeyu notice something, and his palms were propped up against the wall in a daze.

On Gin's cheekbone, there was a white scar, in fact, this scar had long been recovered inconspicuously, but Tang Zeyu still recognized it at a glance, it was left by Akai Shuichi one by one.

This is...... Original?

Which plot of the original version? Why is he not impressed?

In an instant, thunder struck his mind, and a single vague guess was enough to make Tang Zeyu feel cold.

He realized...

。

In fact, Tang Zeyu's memory of the so-called [original plot] only stays in the rum chapter.

At the time of waking up, the Kiel chapter had just begun, and first of all, Tang Zeyu did not have the need to take the initiative to recall; The second is to think of words such as results, and the mind will quickly move to another place.

- That is, what happened to Rum after his identity was revealed, he really didn't know anything about it; Correspondingly, I don't know what the ending of the original version mentioned in the barrage is!

It's just that as a child for the teenager to reason, this point can be concluded almost without thinking.

The collapse of the distillery is probably inevitable.

So what are they doing now.

Tang Zeyu squinted his eyes as much as he could, constantly guessing in his heart, is it after the final decisive battle in the comics has passed? The organization collapsed and collapsed, and Gin had already expected this moment to come, so he prepared a way out in advance and sent his teammates away?

With his character, he may not be able to do this.

Tang Zeyu calmed down a little, because this meant that they still had a way to live.

But in the next second, he saw a completely unexpected person, and in an instant all the calm, conjecture and self-comfort collapsed, and he looked at the crowd as if he had been poured a ton of ice water on his head, and the scorching breath slapped his side face, but he fell into an ice cave behind the transparent barrier.

The woman with a high ponytail mixed at the end of the line, and when Chianti was noisy and vodka cowered, she was the only one who kept not saying a word, and the expressions of the crowd were either panicked or dazed, while she looked so hesitant and tangled, this expression can be understood both as worry about the uncertain road ahead, and as before the killing-

In an instant, Tang Zeyu burst out with all his strength, he tried to grab, scratch, push, kick, the wall of air remained still, like an eternal and silent moat, separating the witnesses and the audience at the two ends of life and death, of course Tang Zeyu could not pass, how could he appear here? This is the original plot, and at that time, the person "Yu Karasawa" did not exist at all!

"Behold," an unfamiliar voice whispered in his ear, "behold. ”

The firelight soared into the sky, the helicopter's spinning paddle bladed through the light source, and the familiar faces of the swirling shadows were uncertain. An ethereal hymn seemed to sound in my ears, and a thousand voices sang erratically and rising, a song of praise to the living, a couplet to the dead, darkness to a strange path, eternal light to dawn -

"How can you not thank Aoyama Gangchang?" He said, "Look at it, because this is the endgame." ”

*

"You go first," Gin's deep voice was calm, "the plane can't hold so many people." ”

“…… Eldest brother? Vodka was the first to react, and his eyes widened.

Chianti shouted, "What about you, Gin? Where can you go? ”

In the crimson firelight, Tang Zeyu saw Gin's side face, and he actually smiled quietly.

Actually, it's hard to guess? No, far from it. The organization is the beginning and the end of gin, when the building overturns, and the dangerous eggs scatter and flee, he, who has arranged everything, is the last mourner.

For the fate that will eventually come, he does not panic, he is not confused, he is not confused, he just stretches out his hand and buckles his black hat, as he does every mission; Or even earlier, when he had just set foot on this road的...

; At that time, he had already followed the other side of the dawn and saw his own endgame at a glance.

Calmly walking towards the end of the burning, this is the path that Gin has chosen for himself.

Tang Zeyu was chilled in an instant, and the future that could be seen at a glance was as clear as a picture, and it appeared in front of him in an instant.

But someone refused to even let him die like this, and in the next second, a cold bullet passed through his chest.

The movement of metal through the human body was almost silent, blood, rain, flames, the muzzle of the gun raised in Kiel's hand, the swirling white smoke of gunpowder, and the bullet casings that fell to the ground.

Everything is like a grand slow motion, and Gin's stumbling steps are even so graceful, and the light jumps of the ballet dancers who have trained for many years on the stage are not far behind.

"Kiel ——?!"

Koren was the first to react, snatching the gun from the woman's hand. The darkness of the crowd turned into shadows and overtook her in a noisy manner, but beyond the chaos, Gin's figure was still so tall, and now he had his back to the traitor, and the road ahead was the burning fire of the fire, but he still looked so plain, like a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his lips before the catastrophe struck, and the arc was still rising.

Movement. Everything is moving. The world seemed to stand still for an instant, only the blades of the helicopter silently swept overhead, and the huge fan-shaped shadow swept over everyone's eyelashes.

"Who's the undercover agent I've been looking for for a long time," Gin said, "but I didn't expect it to be you, Kir." ”

Perhaps this word "actually" is the most surprising and leaking emotion he has ever revealed, and the woman with a high ponytail is silent.

Is Gin a good guy? Naturally not, he is full of evil, and countless lives have been lost in his hands, but as a teammate, he is indeed reassuring and dependent, he is calm, meticulous, and has the overall situation in his hands, carefully and carefully considering every aspect, every detail, even the personality of his teammates, he never lets anyone lose his value, and he can take into account any tiny characteristics.

But so what? Would that nullify the sins he actually committed?

Ethan Honpar, whose father paved the way for Kiel with his life, has been lurking in the Order for more than five years. Five years, five three hundred and sixty-five days, one thousand eight hundred and twenty-five days and nights, every day and every night she could think of her father's face before he died, in order to make Kiel's dying counter-kill statement look more real, he could not even show a trace of warmth, that face was surprised until death, angry eyes, hideous muscles, and a wide open mouth made his kind face ugly, a righteous warrior, no different from the roadside streets, dead under drug overdose.

- Maybe everyone can't predict their own endgame, just like Gin wanted to end this life in flames, but ended up under a bullet by mistake.

Kiel put down the gun in her hand, even if it was taken away immediately, it didn't matter, at that moment she only had this thought in her mind, maybe she sent her father away, and separated her brother, all the sacrifices, pains, struggles and entanglements, just to wait for this moment.

In this was dropped from the sky...

0340; In the night soaked in war and blood, the dark organization was completely destroyed, so everyone who was hidden in the shadows was shadowed by the sudden light of the sky, revealing the behemoth pressing overhead, and the moment they looked at each other, the fighting enemies suddenly realized that they actually had names.

Simple red and black don't frame them.

They are people.

Gin raised his hand to cover his lungs, and more blood foam spilled from the corners of his mouth, in fact, piercing the lobes of the lungs was the most painful of all ways to die, and the real death was not bleeding, but suffocation.

All cells will empathize with this kind of pain, which is the drowning caused by lack of oxygen, so the body will instinctively struggle desperately, but no matter how much you breathe, no more oxygen will diffuse into the blood, the contraction and expansion of the lungs, the simplest life-sustaining action is difficult at the moment, and this painful response is even more repeated in the cerebral cortex, like a drowning person, watching his own sinking and dying.

"I didn't expect that," he repeated in a low voice, and then chuckled, and only his expression was calm in the shadows that came from the pavement. "Big brother," said the vodka, his voice trembling, "come on, the plane is about to take off." ”

Even if you take off, where can you fly there?

There were no medical equipment on board, and a healthy, young body would still be tired from the pervasive surveillance of the Red Side, not to mention that he was dying. Such an injury may not be able to be saved even if it is immediately sent to an ambulance, let alone on the way to escape.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that death has already happened irrevocably when that bullet hits Gin, and everything that is present is just a phantom before death, or rather, a useless death struggle.

A huge blank shrouded in everyone's heart, since they entered the organization, Gin has been a high leader, the existence of the organization is pervasive, huge but not real, Gin brings a sense of oppression but is real, they have long been accustomed to walking in the shadow of men, collaborating, leaving, returning, so that one day parting suddenly came, and they were as overwhelmed as a newborn.

Gin said, "Let's go." ”

So the helicopter took off. And Gin, he just stood in place, looking at the burning skyline, shadows getting farther and farther away.

"See," the voice whispered, "that's how it ended." ”

Tang Zeyu had already kicked until he had no strength, and he slowly slid to the ground with his hands still propped up on the transparent barrier.

At that moment, his expression was blank, perhaps the anger that ran through his mind, or maybe he really didn't dare to think about anything, didn't want to think about it. The distinction between inside and outside the wall, between existence and non-existence, cruelly separates them, and the only thing in common may be the rain, which pours down on Gin's black trench coat and drenches Tang Zeyu's black hair.

A few strands of hair fell to block the view, and everything in front of him was blurred by the continuous curtain of water, and it seemed that a long time had passed, and then Tang Zeyu's mind slowly began to turn, like an old gear that had just been oiled, and he slowly followed the sound.

Behind the right stood a man...

, he is the source of the voice, he is Tang Zeyu himself.

Tang Zeyu had never tried to meet him face to face, and this first sight might have been wonderful, but he only had a residual dead fire burning in his heart, and he really didn't leave any extra strength for Surprise.

Tang Zeyu, who was standing, did not look at him, his eyes stared intently into the distance, where Gin disappeared, and the raging flames were reflected in his dark eyes, where the fire and the lion danced, illuminating the bottom of his eyes into a brilliant gold. Transparent and hard barriers, the most insurmountable walls of air. In the past, Tang Zeyu knew about these existences, so he didn't make much effort, but the thoughts, strategies, and layouts that swirled in his mind at this moment were as incomprehensible as a beating flame, and at a glance, he could only see the golden light that was getting stronger and stronger under his eyes.

At that moment, Tang Zeyu realized that he was not talking to himself, he couldn't see him in the past, so he was just muttering to himself. The two of them were on the same side of the wall of air, but they were at both ends of time and space, and in his eyes at this moment, they were just reflections of themselves in the past.

In the past, Tang Zeyu had been watching there, even though it was empty in the distance. He just stood there, fingertips silent, holding a cigarette.

Then his lips moved slightly, and he whispered, "Human courage and justice." ”

"Huh."

There was such a cold and sarcastic mockery burning in his eyes that when the torrential rain fell from the sky, the expression on his face was not known whether it was tears or laughter.

TBC.