The world is restarting

Chapter 50 The Detective's Requiem

The hall was very quiet for a while.

Reiko Shimizu looked at the little girl standing not far away. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, her long silver hair was curled down from her shoulders, and her crimson sleeves hung down, luxurious and cumbersome.

Like Ji Jun from the ancient aristocratic family who came out of Ukiyo-e, he has a noble and stern temperament.You can feel that she is angry, but good upbringing suppresses the anger under the calm surface, so this nonchalant calm makes people tremble all the more.

She didn't know why she felt a little nervous.

"You, what are you talking about?" She seemed to want to sneer, but the slightly constricted pupils revealed the panic in her heart, "Didn't you hear what he just said? This Mr. Dazai is a very important hostage, How could I..."

Sawada Ya: "I've said enough."

The hall was silent again.

Shimizu Reiko's words were interrupted again, she licked her lips while looking at the person in front of her, but for some reason she didn't dare to speak again.

The invisible pressure in the air is growing and almost condensed into substance.

The little girl with long silver hair slowly raised her eyes expressionlessly, and glanced at her.

At this time, the temperature in the room was so low that everyone could notice the abnormality, Hattori Heiji rubbed his arms subconsciously, and was surprised to find that it was not an illusion, the temperature had really dropped.

Goosebumps popped up on Reiko Shimizu's skin exposed to the air, her hairs stood up, and a chill ran up her back from her heels.

Under her nervous gaze, the little girl turned her head and her eyes fell on the open space beside her.

There was obviously nothing there, but she had an expression as if someone was standing there, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

Reiko Shimizu shook her body violently, and asked reflexively, "Who are you talking to?!"

However, the silver-haired girl ignored her, her eyes still fell on that place, as if she heard someone ask something, she said calmly, "Whatever, I'm not in a good mood, I don't want to care about it."

The room temperature in the room plummeted again, transitioning from late spring to cold winter in the blink of an eye.

No matter how tense her nerves were at this moment, Reiko Shimizu felt that something was wrong. Her hand holding the gun began to tremble, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and turned the gun sharply. Her trembling voice almost broke out, "Tell me you are following Who speaks!"

Suehiko Ito, who was half dead on the seat, was awakened by the too sharp scream, his body twitched in shock, "... Reiko?"

In the silence of the room, the silver-haired little girl didn't seem to see the muzzle of the black hole pointing directly at her. She confirmed to someone with no expression, "Are you sure it's called this name?"

Everyone had an ominous premonition at the same time.

No one can tell what that premonition is, but there is just a vague feeling, as if... something terrible is about to come here from another world.

In the sudden drop in room temperature, the only person who was not affected said flatly, "That's how it is... Shoji Nishio."

The moment her words fell to the ground, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

The cold wind seemed to come from the exit of the underworld, wrapped in an endless chill, blowing on people like needles, and everyone raised their hands to cover their eyes.

A pale hand stretched out from the wind and clasped tightly on Shimizu Reiko's wrist.

"... Reiko."

Accompanied by a call that seemed to come from hell, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the image of a person who was thin like a ghost gradually merged with the signal, from blurred to clear, and condensed into a solid in the air.

Reiko Shimizu felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if a piece of cold ice had fallen, and when she came back to her senses, a dead gray face was already in front of her eyes.Brown semi-long hair, thin bones that are almost out of shape, and a pair of dark eyes that have no light at all.This face has the one she is most familiar with, and even the bloody hollow in the center of the other person's forehead was given by her own hands.

Dark red blood flowed out from the bloody gun hole, slid down the dead face, and hit Shimizu Reiko's plain wrist with a "click".

Shoji Nishio split his lips, and his mouth grew bigger and bigger, opening to a level that is absolutely impossible for a human being.

"Lizi, I caught you..."

There was a brief silence in the room.

"what!!!!!"

In the chilly hall, two went crazy on the spot.

One is Reiko Shimizu, who was approached by a ghost to take revenge, and the other is Suehiko Ito, who died half-life long ago lying on the seat.

Both of these two are staunch materialists. When they sniped Masaharu Nishio with guns one after the other, they never thought that this partner who was betrayed by them would have a day to climb out of hell again.

And Masaharu Nishio apparently did not forget the "deep friendship" of his former companions when he became a ghost, whether it was Reiko Shimizu who sent him to the underworld with a single shot, or Ito who gave him seven additional bullets after his death Suehiko, he is fair and impartial and not one left behind.

For a moment, the hall was like a group of demons dancing wildly. The rampant laughter of the ghosts and the woman's screams and pleadings were mixed together, almost deafening people's ears.

Watching this drama of revenge of evil ghosts, Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Osamu Dazai all had the same blank expressions.

Osamu Dazai was blank with disappointment, "... People will really become ghosts after death. Isn't death meaningless at all?"

Hattori Heiji: "... At this time, is your focus actually here? Shouldn't normal people shout 'there is a ghost' at this time?!"

Edogawa Conan: "..." Don't you think your focus is also very strange?

I don’t know if it’s because Suehiko Ito has only half his life left. In the end, Nishio’s ghost said coldly to him, “I’ll wait for you below, Ito.” Then he chased Shimizu Reiko who stumbled and fled. .

Suehiko Ito fainted from the shock, and the hall became quiet again. Everyone hadn't recovered from this unique "surprise".

"Da da da……"

Crisp footsteps sounded in the hall, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see the little girl with long silver hair passing Suehiko Ito, who was half dead, walking towards them unhurriedly.

All the way to Conan, she finally stopped, bent slightly, stretched out her right hand, and stretched out her plain fingertips, "Can you still stand up?"

The little girl's eyelids were drooping, and her slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids. The expression on her delicate and beautiful face was still very pale.

Looking at this big boss who shattered everyone's world view with just a single disagreement, whether it's a famous detective or a mafia, everyone was a little timid for some reason.

Hattori Heiji and Dazai Osamu obediently shut up, and handed over the scene to Edogawa.

A detective and a mafia have probably never been so synchronized in their entire lives.

The black-haired young man half-sitting against the wall seemed to be stunned for a moment. He stared blankly at the person in front of him for a few seconds, and then seemed to realize something suddenly. His expression changed, and he leaned over to hold her hand. hand.

Little Lolita was dragged down unexpectedly, her body fell down with force, and was held into the arms of the person in front of her.

"Oh!"

Dazai Osamu and Hattori Heiji opened their eyes wide at the same time, and then they all showed admiration expressions of "Oh, that's amazing!" and "I can't tell, Kudo!"

Sawada Ya was overwhelmed by the faint blood energy and Conan's unique cold aura, and was suddenly stunned. The aura of the cold and powerful boss just now seemed to be thrown out of the sky.When she bumped into Conan's body, she subconsciously wanted to avoid the gunshot wound on his body, but as soon as she moved, she was immediately pulled back by her shoulders.

The soft hair brushed against her cheek, and the boy's panting voice fell beside her ear.

"Aren't you unable to use that power?"

Eh?

The opponent's right hand clasped on her shoulder still had a gunshot wound, and the blood around her seemed to be a little thicker because of this. Sawada Ya obediently did not dare to move anymore, but she was still startled when she heard this extremely low whisper.

How do you know?

She rubbed the little boy's shoulder in a daze, expressing her doubts.

"During the Five-Party Pagoda, you suddenly had a fever because of this, right?"

Conan's brows were slightly drawn together, and the little girl's long, cool hair brushed against his collarbone, calming down his brain, which had started to heat up due to the gunshot wound.

It was an easy guess for him.

As long as the premise of "extraordinary power does exist in this world" is added, many of his previous doubts can be easily resolved.

The existence of yin and yang is not really without information to check.

He didn't believe it before, so he never paid attention to these.And now that he wants to open this door, nothing can stop him.

"You have a high status in the Yin-Yang Dao, so high that the person who took the bell from the Daocheng Temple killed the last Onmyoji but left you alone. But the dead Onmyoji didn't notice the clue at first, and came to you on his own initiative. Is it because you have a seal on your body?"

Conan leaned on her shoulder and gasped for breath. The two gunshot wounds on his right arm and ankle were still oozing blood, which made his voice a little hoarse. I don’t know if what I know is true or not based on the guesswork made by combining the data with historical legends, but, when you were in the Five-Fang Tower, you really wanted to do something to save us, right?”

"If you didn't do it when the fire just started, it means that you are not unscrupulous. There will be a price, right? You must not use it unless it is a last resort."

So at that time, when he realized it, he immediately rushed over to stop it. When there were other ways, he didn't want a nine-year-old girl to stand up and force herself.

Although as he said just now, these are just his speculations, and there is no tenable evidence.

Sawada Ya was still in a daze, the person on her shoulder leaned back slightly, and stretched out a hand to gently stroke the broken hair and put it on her forehead.

The other party's body temperature, which was lower than usual, was transmitted through the palm.

Conan looked at her with slightly frowned eyebrows, his blue pupils were filled with clear and bright eyes, and his sharp gaze focused on her through the sweat-soaked forehead hair.

After a while, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "...no fever."

The wrist that was in front of his eyes was very white, and the lines of light blue blood vessels could almost be seen clearly.Sawada Ya blinked and didn't move, until he put down his hand, he whispered, "It doesn't matter, it's fine if you don't need too much. Besides, Nishio is not counted as the monster I summoned, I just borrowed a little spiritual power to go out, and I couldn't support it." How long."

So Reiko Shimizu can still survive if she runs fast.

At this time, she looked extraordinarily obedient again, she was completely different from the two-meter-eight big guy just now.

After understanding what she meant, the little detective leaning against the wall gave her a helpless smile.

"Ah, then I'm relieved."