After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

    In the morning after the rain, there is a moist smell in the air, mixed with sweet cherry blossoms, I can't help but want to make people stop for a few more steps. A gust of wind blew, and the cherry blossoms all over the sky fluttered and danced in the air, dropping a few drops of water left on the petals from time to time.

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    Hagihara Kenji, who was called out, was surrounded by several girls, provoking bees and butterflies.

    "Sorry, sorry, my friend is rushing me."

    The bolder girl muttered, "Huh? Why don't you go to the cherry blossom viewing party in such a fine weather? Let your friends come along too!"

    Matsuda Jinping silently rolled his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to his friends.

    Hagihara Kenji had a slight apology on his face, "I can't do it today, today we are going to meet a very important friend, let's make an appointment next time."

    "Alright then, let's make an appointment next time, Hagihara."

    "Mmmm, goodbye." He waved his hand and threw a wink to the girls.

    Matsuda Jinhei put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him, "Finished?"

    "Yes, let's go. What did you buy?" Hagihara Kenji agreed.

    The curly-haired youth held up a cherry pink bag in his hand, a delicate and small package, which contained the latest variety of cherry blossoms like Daifuku this spring.

    Hagihara Ken raised his eyebrows, "Wow, this is going to take a long time."

    "It's alright, I don't think it's long. Hurry up, the good rest day will be wasted by you in the morning."

    "...", Hagihara Kenji felt speechless.

    But seeing as today was the day to visit Amamiya, he was too lazy to continue arguing with Xiao Zhenping.

    Lingyuan is a remote and quiet place.

    Hagihara Kenji said hello, put the daisy in his hand in front of the tombstone, and then stopped disturbing the two of them.

    He walked along the path step by step towards the place where he came from, when a sudden gust of wind blew, the big cherry blossoms were blown apart, and the petals of the cherry blossoms seemed like rain Usually pours down.

    Memories also poured down with the cherry blossoms.

    The night he just moved in, he followed Xiao Zhenping and saw that in the box he moved out, there was a bomb/bomb that was disassembled and undamaged.

     Having dealt with this kind of thing for a long time, he could see at a glance that this thing was real, and it was not any kind of thing they had come into contact with before.

    Why is there such a thing in Xiao Zhenping's bedroom? ?

    And what do you want to express now? ?

    Some bad thoughts spread in his mind, causing his pupils to contract violently for a moment.

    "Zhenping, what is this??" There was an imperceptible trembling in his voice.

    My friend looked at the box, squatted on the ground, and said silently for a while: "This matter should not have been told to you, because I promised her not to tell anyone. But, I can't do anything now, Hagihara, please help me."

    Slow and steady narrative, he knew that Young Tamer was not joking.

    "You say, I will help you."

    He has no reason to refuse.

    "This is what she told me when she came back from assisting in solving the case. It was in the abandoned sewer deep in the flower bed of the police school, where no one usually goes. But as soon as Amamiya came back, she brought I went straight there with a clear goal. You can see that this is a real guy." Matsuda Jinhei exhaled and stated calmly.

    Kenji Hagihara pinched her chin, "Well, then, didn't she explain to you?"

    "No, I saw her embarrassed at the time, so I didn't force her to say it. Amamiya is very stubborn. What she doesn't want to say, no one will force her to say it. I don't want to. She lied to me. So she made an excuse that I was going to deal with the bomb, and I was thinking that if she was threatened or something, it would be a distraction for her."

    Speaking, the friend changed from a half-squatting position to sitting on the floor, and traces of wet and cold spread around him, as if those sorrows had turned into reality.

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    "I have also investigated the origin of this bomb/bomb, but I have read various information books, and also asked many seniors in the mobile team, but there is no result. The only thing I can know is, This thing is handmade." He said on and off, paused for a few seconds and then patted his cheek again, "Don't you think it's strange? This bomb/bomb that's clean enough to only have my own fingerprints is handmade. So I speculate that Amamiya must have been involved in something unspeakable."

    "If only I had asked her two more questions..." The friend whispered, a little tired in her voice.

    "In this way, Amamiya's abnormally clean interpersonal relationships can also be explained. It is very likely that Amamiya Qianxue is not her true identity, so she is so clean." Hagihara Kenji made a bold guess.

    My friend's face was startled, "Yeah. I have a very dangerous guess in my mind, is Yue Jian May she really died? Could it be such a coincidence? Thinking back about the past six months of the police academy, rain Gong has always restrained all interpersonal interactions, how could she have such a good relationship with her?? It was so good that she could even help solve the case together, and then she happened to die in that case. And after that case came back, how did she go about it? Just know that there is a bomb/bomb in the police academy? Is all this really such a coincidence?”

    "You mean, Amamiya was threatened by Tsukimi? And the thing that was used to threaten Amamiya was this bomb?" Hagihara Kenji bent over and looked carefully at the box The structure of the bomb/bomb is not complicated, but the materials and workmanship are extremely fine.

    It can be seen that once it explodes, the power cannot be underestimated.

    My friend stroked her wet bangs and said, "Yes, I thought about it again, Tsukimi may really be dead, but her death was designed by Amamiya, after all, DNA identification will not lie People. As for the other entanglements between the two, I have no idea for the time being. It is very likely that Tsukimiya was sent to monitor and threaten Amamiya, and then Amamiya designed her death, and finally the people behind Tsukimi designed Amamiya death. This can also explain why Amamiya is so reckless, so unlike what she did, it is because she has no choice."

    The remarks of the young tamer made Hagihara Kenji take a breath, more shocked than when he saw the bomb/bomb.

    Although it is indeed a dangerous conjecture as he said, but connecting everything together, it does lead to a logical explanation.

    Is this what Sherlock Holmes said, "After eliminating all the impossible, what remains, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth."

    Two years have passed, and I still remember the events of that night vividly.

    Hagihara Kenji, who was caught in his own thoughts, didn't pay attention to the shouts of his friends behind him, until Matsuda Jinhei patted him on the shoulder, and he came back to his senses.

    "What are you thinking? You didn't pay attention to calling you so many times, wouldn't you be mad at me??" Matsuda Jinping's gray-blue eyes revealed A hint of doubt.

    Hagihara Kenji rolled his eyes helplessly, "How is that possible! You're done?"

    "Well, let's go." Matsuda Jinping nodded.

    "Are you going home?" Hagihara Kenji asked casually.

    My friend frowned, "Where are you going if you don't go home?" Then he suddenly realized, raised his eyebrows and said, "You really still want to go to the cherry blossom viewing party with those girls, go by yourself, Don't pull me, I'm not interested."

    There is no disguise in the disgust in her tone.

    "Isn't it?" Matsuda Jinping replied very frankly.

    Hagihara Kenji laughed angrily, "Okay, then I'm going on a date, go back and eat the curry left over from yesterday!"

    "Hagi, you don't have to worry about me so much." Matsuda Jinhei ignored the yin and yang in his tone, looked at the falling cherry blossoms and smiled softly.

    Hagihara Kenji, who took two steps, was also stunned.

    "I will not forget her, I know that life still has to move forward, but I will not forget her. I have seen such a saying before, there are three deaths in a person's life, the first time It is biological death; the second time is the death of social relations at the funeral; the third time is when the last person in the world who remembers him dies or forgets him." Luo Ying swirled in the air, and finally fell into his palm gently, "So I won't forget her, after all, there are not many people who remember her in this world."

    The voice was soft and soft that Hagihara Kenji had never heard before, like the falling cherry blossoms in his palm.

    The curly-haired friend of the following years slammed into his shoulders and said with a smirk: "So there is absolutely no need to answer the girl's phone and hide from me, just go on a date if you want. , of course, it's not good to bring girls home, if you move out, I won't care about bringing girls home."

    Afterwards, the two talked while driving back to the apartment. During this period, Matsuda Jinping made fun of his friend many times and asked him to go to the cherry blossom viewing party.

    The man's strange desire to win is vivid at this moment.

    When they walked to the door of the building, they found that the moving company's car had just driven out, and a dozen boxes were piled up at the apartment security.

    Hagihara Kenji frowned and asked, "Uncle, is this someone moving in??"

    "Yeah, the house that moved in is right across from you, it's a young girl, but that little girl is also very strange, so many things are not sent to her by the moving company Go upstairs, when does this person have to move."

    As soon as they finished speaking, they saw the little girl in the mouth of the uncle, a red windbreaker with a camel vest and a white shirt, the button on the shirt was buttoned to the top, and the lower part of the body was black The skirt is slightly pleated.

    The person who came seemed to overhear their conversation and stood there awkwardly, lips pursed tightly.

    Then she bowed slightly and said, "Hello, I'm a new tenant today, Kurosawa Yuki, please take care of me in the future."

    The arc of the smile is exquisite and perfect, and the etiquette is just right.

    Hagihara Kenji nodded and smiled a little embarrassedly, although his original intention was not to discuss the new neighbors, but being heard talking behind his back, he still couldn't hang up...

    Fortunately, the uncle of the security said, "Sorry little girl, we shouldn't be talking behind your back, but can you have so many things by yourself? Would you like me to move it for you?"

    "No, thank you for your concern, I can do it alone." She smiled and shook her head, rejecting the proposal.

    Hagihara Kenji then followed: "My name is Hagihara Kenji, his name is Matsuda Jinping, let me help you press the elevator, we happen to be on the same floor."

    Yuki Kurosawa who picked up the box nodded, "Thank you."

    A polite but distant acknowledgment.

    Seeing that Matsuda Jinhei didn't respond, he agreed to press the elevator for the girl, so he had to go near the elevator first.

    At this moment, Matsuda Jinping was a little dazed. Looking at the back, he couldn't help but followed a few steps forward, and said, "Rain..."

    Then the next second, he came back to his senses and stood in the hall with his head down.

    Matsuda Jin stood flat for a minute, then smiled silently.

    Is it true that the plot in this old-fashioned comic can also happen to you? ? Encountered a familiar back, ran over without hesitation, and then turned his face, only to find that it was an unfamiliar face.

    But he clearly saw two completely different faces, why did he have this illusion? ?

    "Xiao Zhenping! Come in, what are you doing?"

    The shout of his friend brought him back to his senses and walked into the elevator.

    There were five or six boxes piled up inside, and Kurosawa Yuki looked a little thin as she stood beside the pile of things that were almost as tall as hers.

    She glanced at the person who came in, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

    This little action is also very similar to her.

    Matsuda Jinhei felt that he might be crazy, so crazy that he saw a girl casually and used it to lean against Amamiya.

    Thinking of this, he frowned helplessly.

    After a "ding dong" sound, the elevator stopped at the floor where they lived.

    Hagihara Kenji pressed the door button, "Miss Kurosawa, you move first, I'll press it. There are a lot of things, don't we really need our help? Anyway, they are all neighbors, and they will help in the future. There must be a lot of places." The care in his tone was very sincere.

    "Thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Hagihara."

    "Are you sure??" Matsuda Jinpei asked.

     Kurosawa Yuki shook his head, "No need, I can do it alone, how can I cause trouble to the neighbors on the first day. When I finish cleaning up, I will visit the two of you."

    The smile was light and delicate, gentle and kind.

    But it didn't seem too heavy, so Matsuda Jinpei didn't insist.

    Approaching the door, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the opposite side, where Kurosawa Yuki was standing ready to open the door.

    She only saw that after a slight pause, she opened the door, then turned around and moved the boxes at the door one by one.

    Hagihara Kenji couldn't stand it any longer, and dragged his friend who was standing at the door in. He didn't expect to see this, Xiao Zhenping stared at the girl he just met for so long.

    What is this! !

    He wanted to scold people, but he still didn't say it.

    Yuki Kurosawa, who brought the last box into the room, leaned against the door and took a deep breath to calm her breath.

    The limbs were also a little weak, and the whole person squatted down slowly as if the bones were taken out. She felt a familiar look, a look like a white tide.

    The tide almost drowned her.

    "Yuki Kurosawa..."

    She held the shattered hair on her forehead and muttered to herself.

    The tidal gaze almost wrapped her whole body and made her mind go blank.

    The appearance and voice have changed, why can you still look at her with that kind of eyes...

    That kind of long and long gaze made Amamiya Qianxue smile bitterly.