The world is restarting

Seven o'clock sharp.

The black SUV stopped at the entrance of the Red Castle Hotel. Conan and Hattori Heiji got out of the car first and went to find the client who was most likely Suehiko Ito himself.

Watching the two figures disappear at the door, Sawada Ya blinked and looked at the person in the front seat.

As if sensing her gaze, Dazai turned around, "Sylvie?"

Sawada Ya: "What did you tell Conan?"

"Ok?"

"Why does he suddenly have a bad opinion of you?"

The black-haired boy lying on the back of the chair let out a breathy laugh, "Isn't that normal, do you have a problem with me?"

Sawada Ya: "No."

Under Dazai Osamu's slightly surprised gaze, Sawada Ya continued, "Conan seldom has any objections to anyone, after all..."

She thought for a while, "He seldom really takes anyone seriously."

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai was seriously surprised, "So that brat is such an arrogant guy in Sylvie's eyes?"

He seemed to be particularly interested in this topic, and even his eyes lit up with interest.

Sawada Ya gave him a strange look, then she thought about it.

"It's not arrogant. If the scenery you see is different, can you still say you are in the same world? The world you live in is different. Even if you are physically in the same space, it is indeed just an insignificant passerby."

"The scenery you saw?" The black-haired boy's lips twitched slightly, "So, does Sylvie think you are in the same world as me?"

For some reason, the carriage was suddenly quiet.

Sawada Ya blinked and looked at him, the other's dark pupils were like black holes that could not penetrate light.He still smiled lightly, but that smile had a particularly illusory taste.

"What does Dazai think?" Sawada Ya asked, "Do you hope so?"

The other party seemed to be slightly taken aback.Then he looked at her quietly for a while, and then looked away without warning under her bright eyes.

The boy turned his face to the car window, as if he suddenly became interested in the hotel lobby where people come and go.

The grand sunset has come to an end, and the street light coming in from the car window has a more mechanical coldness than the natural light of the setting sun. Half of his profile is illuminated by the light, and there is a kind of erratic distance.

Sawada Ya withdrew his gaze.

She didn't know what Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of just now, but she didn't intend to explore it.

Little Loli took out her phone and began to reply to messages. Just now, her cousin asked her how she was doing in Yokohama. She thought for a while and replied an email.

[It's very fun, the attitude of the police is very friendly. 】

"I thought you would keep asking, Sylvie."

After a while, Osamu Dazai's voice sounded again in the car.

Sawada Ya looked up suspiciously from the phone, and noticed the driver in the driver's seat before meeting his eyes.

The other party's face was pale, his body was as stiff as a pillar, but his hands lying flat on the steering wheel were shaking violently.

Little Lolita looked at him blankly and blinked.

Following her gaze, Osamu Dazai seemed to have finally noticed the person in the driver's seat, "Sato, you're still there."

He seemed to just say something casually, but the driver shook suddenly, showing a desperate expression, "Mr. Dazai, I didn't hear anything..."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai smiled, "What a smart man, Sato... what did you hear?"

"What, everything..."

He stared straight ahead, not daring to look at the people around him, afraid that the moody cadre next to him would pull out a gun to silence him in the next second.

The air seemed to stagnate.

A drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down the driver's forehead, and the trembling in the man's breathing became more and more obvious.

at last……

"Go down." Dazai said lightly.

The driver pulled off his seat belt as if he had received an amnesty, rolled and crawled out of the car.

So finally only Sawada Ya and Dazai Osamu were left in the car.

The sound of the car door being slammed shut by the driver in panic still echoed in the space, making the car even quieter.

The people in the front seat didn't speak, as if they were still waiting for her answer.Sawada Ya sighed in such silence.

"Because I think it's very rude."

"Ok?"

"It's rude to probe into a person's heart," Sawada Ya repeated.

This is also the reason why the driver Sato was facing the enemy and even thought that he would be killed by Osamu Dazai. The conversation they had just stepped on the line.

Sawada Ya: "I once asked Qingming, why some people have a maze in their hearts, and it takes a lot of effort to get close to them and see their sincerity. But Qingming told me that the other party built a circle of mazes outside their hearts. I want to be seen by other people, it's rude to break into someone's house without knocking."

"That's right." Dazai said with a smile.

Sawada Ya looked up at him, the black-haired boy had a light smile on his face, he just put on an expression habitually, but it couldn't be used to tell what he was thinking.

"Did Dazai see anything in me and Conan?" Little Lolita asked.

Dazai didn't speak.

Sawada Ya: "No matter what you see, people can never empathize with another person, right?"

"...Yeah, so that's what Sylvie thought too?" Dazai finally spoke, and his pupils were even tainted with a genuine smile.

Sawada Ya quietly looked into his dark eyes.

"But what I said before still counts." She tilted her head and said under Osamu Dazai's slightly surprised eyes.

In the eyes of most people, Osamu Dazai is an intermittent neuropathy with a heart level ten.

This impression is especially strong in the eyes of his subordinates, they respect and fear him, because this man is really powerful, it seems that any difficult and miscellaneous disease can be cleared up in the blink of an eye like a ball of thread in his hands, fear It is because most of the time, [-]% of people can't guess what he is thinking.

His whole body is like a black hole, even light that enters it will be swallowed up. If he hadn't often inexplicably injured himself, everyone in Hong Kong and black would suspect that even the blood rushing in his veins is black in private.

After Sato rolled out of the car, his body shook for 3 minutes before he recovered, and his eyes still looked back at the car with a trace of fear.

Because of his good driving skills and familiarity with the road conditions, he is often picked up by Dazai Osamu as a driver. He is considered a person who has more contact with him in Hong Kong and black, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a confidant among others.

But Mr. Dazai doesn't need cronies. Except for the leader and the Central Plains cadres who are particularly incompatible, everyone in Hong Kong and black is no different in his eyes. They are all tools that can be used at any time when needed.

Although there are also rumors that the Dazai cadre has two friends in Hong Kong and black, but the rumor is a rumor after all, at least Sato does not believe it... How can such a Dazai cadre have friends?

So Pengo Lie is really scary.

Recalling the scene in the car just now, Sato felt lingering fear.

To be able to chat casually with Mr. Dazai in that atmosphere, and Mr. Dazai seems to be...

Sato didn't dare to think any more, and squatted silently on the street, pretending to be an innocent quail.

At this moment, the car door behind him opened, and Osamu Dazai led Sawada Ya out of the car.

Sato turned his head when he heard the movement, subconsciously stood up straight.

"Mr. Dazai, Ms. Vengley, what are you..."

"Oh, Sato, Sylvie and I went there, go back to the car and wait for us." The black-haired boy pointed across the street.

I don't know what the two said in the car, at least in Sato's eyes, Mr. Dazai seems to have returned to the normal Mr. Dazai.

Although Mr. Dazai like this would make people want to die if he tosses people, but at least he is not really dead.

Driver Sato breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, raised his head in the direction of his finger, and then froze for a moment.

Red Castle Hotel?

Didn't you just say that you couldn't talk about it?

Doubts arose in his heart, but he didn't dare to question Dazai's decision, and he respectfully let them out of the way.

"Let's go Sylvie, let's meet that bold Miss Shimizu Reiko, she should be here by this time."

Sawada Ya was led across the road, and recalled after hearing the words, "That big sister in red?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai looked down at her slightly unexpectedly, "Did you see her?"

Sawada Ya: "No."

She didn't notice people, but saw something else.

When they arrived at the living room, there was no one in the large and bright room. A long conference table was placed in the center of the room, facing a huge screen.

There was no picture on the screen at this moment, and a man in a suit fell in front of the conference table.

Sawada Ya glanced over and found that it was someone he didn't know, so he calmly glanced over.

"Here, they should have gone straight in to find the client who manipulated everything behind the scenes."

Osamu Dazai picked up the remote control on the ground and pressed it casually, and a secret passage slowly opened next to the screen.

"It seems that Miss Shimizu Reiko has already gone up, Sylvie, we have to speed up. That Miss Shimizu is a rose with thorns, and your little detective will be in a bad situation if you go late."

Ok?

Sawada looked up at him a little blankly.

"Although that Hattori-kun seems to be quite skilled, Shimizu Reiko must be carrying a gun. Sylvie, does your friend have the ability to catch bullets empty-handed?" Osamu Dazai asked with great interest.

Which normal human being can catch bullets empty-handed!

Her little friends are weak ordinary people, don't compare them with monsters who don't take guns and ammunition seriously, okay? !

On the way to drag Osamu Dazai into the secret passage, little Loli almost became a ball of anger.

But the person being dragged by her was not in a hurry.

"Relax Sylvie, you have to have faith in your little detective."

There are stairs in the dark passage, which seem to lead to the upper floor.

Sawada Ya stepped on a step angrily, her cheeks puffed up.

"I have great faith in Conan's brain."

But I have no confidence in his force value at all!

There were no lights on the two walls of the passage, or they couldn't find the switch, and the front and back were all dark.

Osamu Dazai seemed to laugh, "Is there a difference?"

Ok?

"Does Sylvie think guns and ammunition are dangerous?"

"?"

"Or should I put it another way, does Sylvie think supernatural powers are dangerous?"

Sawada Ya thought about it while trying to climb up, "It's dangerous for ordinary people."

"What if the person using the supernatural power is a child with a weak mind?"

"Eh?"

"Idiot, stupid, weak, and easy to deceive, such a guy has nothing to be afraid of even if he holds a weapon that can kill people, because it is too simple to manipulate his brain. He becomes an obedient tool."

In the dark, Osamu Dazai's tone didn't fluctuate much, it was still his usual three-point false and gentle voice, which was very nice, but at the same time lingered with a lingering coolness.

"This world is made up of people, and people's hearts are full of loopholes, so Sylvie, power is not absolute. For people like us, there are loopholes that can be exploited everywhere."

"Be careful, both with me and with your little detective."

His last tone was quite meaningful.

It was very quiet in the secret passage, so Osamu Dazai's voice seemed to be very clear.

I don't know if the dark environment eliminated the reason for the noisy outside world. Hearing his terrifying remarks, Sawada Ya didn't raise much defense against this person, but instead noticed a little subtle truth by accident.

She was stunned for a moment, but before she had time to think about it, a sudden gunshot sounded at the end of the aisle.

Ze Tianya's heart tightened, and he ran over quickly.

The light in the room at the end of the corridor was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, the continuous gunfire seemed to light a string of firecrackers.

The moment her foot stepped on the door, the gunfire stopped.

There was a muffled sound of something hitting the bed and the woman's painful cry fell to her feet at the same time.

The black and white football bounced off the wall, bounced twice on the ground and rolled to the side.

"Zawada?"

The intact Edogawa Conan came out from behind the shield with a slightly astonished expression, and then said clearly, "Did you see Reiko Shimizu come up?"

"Da da da."

Osamu Dazai's unhurried footsteps stopped behind him.

"Look, I told you not to worry."

She finally let out a long sigh of relief.