As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Toru Amuro took the stairs from the original 80-storey building to the [-]-floor level, in order not to waste time, and also to avoid being alarmed by the movement of the elevator.

It didn't take much time to walk twenty flights of stairs, and Toru Amuro, who was used to high-intensity sports, fighting and life, didn't take this distance seriously.But for different people, the degree of perception of time itself is different.

Toru Amuro also naturally knew that he shouldn't be here at this time, he should stare at the Black Widow carefully, and let others know that his eyes are on the Black Widow and on the mission sent before.

Rum and the boss have come to this point overtly and covertly. Toru Amuro absolutely cannot rely on each other, but once this step is taken, the days to come will only become more difficult.

Either ascend to the sky in one step, or ascend to the sky in one step.

So the more this kind of time, the more cautious he should be.

It's just this place, today, he wants to come anyway.Maybe it's like there is something helping him in the dark. A few hours ago, the black widow didn't know what to do and suddenly disappeared. This time, she suddenly hit someone's point and focused all her energy on it. He was able to find a way to take such a gap out of Black Widow.

Even so, he still took advantage of a wave of Belmode, and only agreed to help after the other party's deal, to protect this Edogawa Conan who seemed to be about to have an accident.

Walking up the stairs, the first thing Toru Amuro saw was the body of "Jing Guang" holding a gun, and the muzzle of the gun was facing Shuichi Akai who could not dodge.

Everyone has some little habits that he doesn't notice. For example, hiro, he always thinks that the position of the internal organs is difficult to control. A truly cautious person will wear body armor at critical moments, so whenever he needs to kill and shoot, he They will choose the more deadly place of the head.

Only when he attacked himself, he could confirm the position of his heart beating - thinking of the behavior of that person unconsciously touching his chest many times.After a strenuous exercise, his heart suddenly beat violently.

What he sees is what he sees now. If "Jing Guang" aims at his chest, he will have no time to react, because Akai Shuichi's chest is right where the gun is facing, and he can pull the trigger without even moving a little bit. .

However, the bullet didn't go towards the chest, and Toru Amuro shot just the moment he raised his hand.

The two bullets collided at an extremely fast speed, so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye, and only the overlapping gunshots could be heard.

Next, those eyes looked over.

The extremely light color of the pupils looked a little deep under the light from the only window that was smashed open, and Toru Amuro couldn't see anything familiar in it, as if he was staring into his abyss.

The high wind blows the man's broken hair, his hands are still gushing blood, and his body has an indelible rusty smell, but the man doesn't seem to feel any pain, Standing there - it's like that dead roof.

"Zero, why are you stopping me?" The man said such words in a relaxed tone, but the gun in his hand pointed mercilessly at Edogawa Conan, who was not even taller than his waist.

Such a hypocritical appearance completely ignited the anger that had been sinking in Toru Amuro's chest for many days, and his words almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Shut up!"

But it didn't end there. That person was holding a hostage, and he didn't waver when he pointed a gun at him. He squinted his eyes and raised his jaw. That gesture seemed to be a winning ticket.

A string of words pierced like a sharp sword.

Listening to his words, Toru Amuro couldn't help thinking—is he missing Jing Guang, or Jing Guang in his own memory?

He couldn't answer the question.

I can't answer it now, maybe in the future - and I can't answer it either.

Especially when he saw the man in front of him stroking his bangs back, and the scar on his forehead piercing his eyes, but he couldn't think too much, didn't dare to think too much.

After so many years of repression, he has long been used to squeezing all these private emotions together, perhaps waiting for a certain moment in the future when he can relax before releasing them all together.

All together—all, unleashed.

There is a knife on the head of Ninja, a heart-cutting knife.

So at this moment, when he listened to those harsh words, what he really forced himself to think about in his mind was, what is the chance of winning for this person in front of him.

He asked himself that today's affairs were arranged properly enough, and in order to ensure nothing would go wrong, he even let go of his grievances and planned it with Akai Shuichi, and Kudo Yusaku also contributed in it.

He has conflicts with Akai Shuichi, but this does not mean that he does not recognize Akai Shuichi's ability, on the contrary, it is because of tit-for-tat that he knows the subtleties of Akai Shuichi better.

Now not only he and Akai Shuichi are on this floor, but Kazami arranged by him is guarding everywhere outside.Not to mention the person in front of him, even if Belmode downstairs said he couldn't leave, he would be able to catch him right away.

In such a situation, don't panic at all, there must be something to rely on.

Could it be that he still has dark players who haven't been exposed?

Especially when the person in front of him ridiculed their innocence, he was even more convinced of something.

Thinking of whether the silver fox who had been guarded by the police could be silenced under his nose, or be silenced by another person who had been under his surveillance all the time, how could this stop him from thinking too much?

There must be someone under him, someone who hides deeper.

Although it is said that catching people like this alive may be able to obtain more information, but who knows if arresting people today is part of other people's plans?

If he was brought back to the public security system, would he have been captured by himself, or had the other party captured the police?

In the past countless missions, especially in the beginning, he had gambled many times.Now, if he can't find any better reasons, he might as well just kill him here to avoid future troubles.

The further you get to the back, what you need is a word of stability.

Always bet, there will always be a day when you lose the bet.

In the current situation, once he loses, not only him, but the entire department and even other arrangements in the organization will also be lost.

He can't because of his own selfishness, absolutely can't—

kill!

Amuro Toru's thousands of thoughts finally converged into one word - kill!

The calmer the person in front of him, the more vigilant he was, and he didn't even take the "lose" that the other party said in person to his heart.

This is a language trap.

The next first thought is, is this person trying to stall for time?

What broke the deadlock was the accident brought by Akai Shuichi. Based on his understanding of Akai Shuichi, it is certainly impossible for the other party to be ignorant of the seriousness.

But at this time, it is impossible for the other party not to concentrate and not to be cautious.

But even so, the things that must be seen must be very important, so important that you need to receive this news at any time.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case, which made him unexpectedly so.

He looked at the text on the electronic screen, and his proud mind didn't turn around for a moment.

failure?

What was it that failed, the experiment?

So who should this person in front of me be? Are those things that cannot be explained step by step possibly explainable?

Even he himself didn't realize that the faintest seed of hope in his heart was born under this new news.

Even the rational forceful crushing failed to crush all the traces.

"who is he.

Before he could think clearly, the ground suddenly shook violently.

His first reaction was also an explosion, but then he realized that there was no explosion at all, this was not a man-made disaster but a natural disaster!

While realizing this, Conan slipped and slid backwards.

Almost without thinking, he was only a few steps away from Conan, and he stretched out his hand and dragged Conan towards Shuichi Akai, and then just flung him back.

Conan was safe, but the blood on the tiled floor carried him toward the shattered French window, just to give it away.

If it was normal, he might be able to stabilize his body quickly, but the shaking caused by the earthquake made him in a state of weightlessness the moment he leaned back. When his hands grasped forward, he was staggered by only a centimeter. distance.

But even if he missed it by a tiny bit, he still didn't grab the window.

This second is both long and short.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't think about anything at all.

The next moment, he only felt a pain in his wrist, as if his fingers were going to be pierced into his flesh and blood, and someone grabbed him tightly.

As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into those eyes full of unknown emotions.

Such resolute and reckless eyes made him throw away all the shackles at this moment when he was almost about to lose his life.

The corners of the eyes felt sour for a while, but before the tear glands could release anything, the cold wind washed away everything here.

The shattered glass shards cut a deep gash in the scarred wound from the front of the forehead, and the blood on the forehead of the person who grabbed him flowed from the forehead to the corner of the eye, and finally it was as if the blood on the forehead had coagulated Tears of blood dripped on his forehead.

One o'clock, two o'clock—

It's such a moment, what else is there to worry about?

Just like what he had cooperated in the past, he immediately understood what the other party meant when he said "Jing Guang".

After firing the gun, he stepped on shards of glass and fell into the building, but immediately felt the wrist that was tightly strangling him loosen, and his eyes saw the release of "Jing Guang" in less than a second. complexion.

At that moment, the moment when there was no way to think, the instinct of the body and consciousness took the lead, and the decision that was suppressed and prepared before was left behind at this moment.

They grabbed "Jing Guang"'s hand with their backhands, and they fell in.

Being hit directly on his chest by the weight of a grown man, with the shards of glass and ruins of stone slabs on his back, he couldn't help coughing violently, but after coughing, he felt that something was coughed out by him again. Same, so fun.

The dark clouds that have been unable to shift from overhead seem to be much lighter.

Rooted in the bottom of my heart, I kept urging him, fight for it, fight for it again.

Even if it is a gamble?

He will take this risk with his all.

Falling from such a high place is like dying, so what if there are more arrangements?

Toru Amuro put his fingers between his eyebrows, as if he could still feel the blood dripping here just now.

Since he walked out of the gate of the police academy, he has never let himself go for a moment.

——Fate never favors an already rough life, he has always thought so.

He puts responsibility first, and even now he will never waver.

But—in the second place, the second place, can he let go of a little selfishness?

Let him say that name in front of other people, in front of this person.

—Hiro.