Conan and I start the hell-level main line

The night is as dark as ink, deep and vast. A cool breeze blows over the dark sea, bringing with it a salty and humid breath and waves of tiny sounds, as if sending dark answers to mysteries to the shore.

The moonlight was obscured by thin clouds, and a few rays of silver light occasionally leaked through, sprinkling on the lonely Sanhuajiu standing on the shore, giving him a faint silver edge. Compared with his swaying shadow dressed in darkness, what appeared was pure gray.

A car entered the container terminal and drove along the coast. Fu Huashi was dressed in darkness in the night. Under the brilliant and chaotic light and shadow coming from the sky, a purple figure got out of the car.

Fu Huashi was very familiar with this place. Wasn't this the location of the confrontation in the Full Moon chapter? Naturally, it was also the place where the truth about the Full Moon emerged.

And now, it is time to lift the fog that has been hiding the shadows.

"You came quite quickly. Thank you for keeping me waiting." Fu Huashi held the car door and looked at Sanhuajiu who was standing on the shore, gazing at the sea in the distance.

Above the sky, the dark clouds gradually thinned out, and the bright moonlight shone down. The silver light connected the ocean and the sky, adding novel colors to the dark world.

Fu Huashi said solemnly, with a gleam in her confident eyes, that was the confidence of someone who had seen through the truth, "Sanhuajiu must be you..."

Hearing this, Sanhua Jiu slowly turned around, the corners of his mouth raised under the shadow of the hood, and he stretched out his hands to pull the hood from both sides...

"Naliang!"

"Hahahahaha..." Sanhuajiu sneered continuously and took off his hood, finally revealing his own, Hei Fang's face.

It was an extremely familiar face, with black hair and black eyes, a delicate appearance with a hint of wisdom, eyes like the abyss of the underworld flashing a black light, hair fluttering in the wind, and a smile on his face revealed a deep evil nature.

That’s right, that was Naliang who took off his glasses. After taking off his glasses, he revealed another unknown face.

……

Half past one in the afternoon.

Naliang, carrying his schoolbag, bought a bag of apples from the roadside, and came to the bottom of the hotel. He looked at the towering hotel with the person who was very special to him, but all he showed was a mocking sneer.

That is indifference to everything.

Naliang took out his pair of "glass" glasses from his pocket and put them on, then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had the innate middle school and even the clear and stupid temperament of a high school student.

This is dishonest and false.

Naliang took out his cell phone again, and according to the pre-set hacking program, he hacked into the hotel's surveillance and tampered with the surveillance to erase his own figure.

It seemed to come from endless darkness and finally return to nothingness.

Naliang walked upstairs to the door of Room 12 on the 06th floor and knocked.

"Who is it?" The other party seemed to be very cautious. The room suddenly became quiet. If someone hadn't spoken, one would have thought that there was no one there.

Tian Weixing leaned against the door, listening to the sounds outside, his hand already reaching for the pistol. If there was real danger, Tian Weixing would immediately attack or even flee at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Uncle Tian Weixing, it's me. We met in the Fantasy Park. I'm Nailiang. You were injured in the Fantasy Park. I came to see you today." Outside the door, Nailiang smiled cutely, and it could be heard that he really cared about him.

"Nailiang?" Tian Weixing did not relax his vigilance. He used the elbow holding the pistol to slowly pull open the door handle, leaving a slight gap.

Seeing Naliang outside, he was smiling and friendly, carrying a bag of fruit, and was very polite and waiting patiently.

"Director Nai's son? It's really you." After confirming that it was an acquaintance, Tian Weixing changed his serious and vigilant expression and said with a smile.

Tian Weixing put the pistol in his pocket, not wanting him to see it, and opened the door, smiling and welcoming: "Haha, sorry, it's an occupational disease. Please come in."

Naliang smiled and replied, "It's okay, Uncle Tian Weixing is still the same as before."

"Haha, thank you, it doesn't count anymore," Tian Weixing waved his hand, looking at his injuries, alas, it was hard to describe, "Please sit down."

"Thank you, these are the apples I bought. Please accept them. They are very sweet." Naliang smiled and put the bag of apples on the table. The apples were very fresh, with a bright red color and a fresh fragrance, and they were very beautiful.

Tian Weixing: "Thank you, the apple symbolizes peace and good fortune. Haha, I hope we can all return to our motherland. I am borrowing your good wishes."

"Xiao Liang, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I often go to your house to talk to your father about work, but unfortunately you are not at home." Tian Weixing looked at the young man with glasses in front of him. From childhood to adulthood, he knew that he was very brave and strong.

I also have a heart that can distinguish right from wrong, plus with Nalichao's relationship, oh, I want to accept a disciple, but, I already have one, and I'm not very good at teaching, so forget it.

Everyone has his own aspirations, and we will support him in whatever he likes to do.

"After all, I have to go to school. I have basically lived in the school dormitory since junior high school and rarely come back. This time, because I am about to take the college entrance examination in my senior year, I think it is useless to keep my nerves tense and study hard in a depressing environment. So I plan to travel abroad to see the world. After all, the teachers in school have taught me, and only by going out and experiencing it can I learn the real things."

Naliang touched the back of his head sheepishly and said, "My wish is to get into a good university, so I want to work hard."

Tian Weixing joked: "Haha, then you have to work harder. The college entrance examination is not that easy. You have always been smart, so don't underestimate it."

Naliang (☆^v^☆): "Yeah."

Tian Weixing: "By the way, how are your friends doing? Did you have a good time during this winter vacation?"

"Not bad. I went to Kyoto. Its history and culture are quite profound. It's a pity that it still can't compare with our culture, haha." Naliang said while introducing what he saw and heard in Kyoto.

"Then there's Fantasyland... Let's not talk about it."

"Thank you for your hard work, great detective. You've done a good job." Tian Weixing listened with great interest. After all, he had seen this detective solve two cases in Fantasy Park.

Although the detective reality show... well, it just didn't go well.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I should pour you a cup of tea, wait for me." Tian Weixing stood up, walked to the table by the window, boiled a pot of water, and brewed a pot of oolong tea, which he liked very much.

I just don’t know if young people will like it too, um, maybe more Coke.

"I'll go. You're injured and it's inconvenient." Naliang smiled bitterly. You're already in this state, so don't worry about me.

"No, no, I'm a soldier after all. Can't I accept this little trouble?" Tian Weixing did not get depressed because of losing an arm. He has always been cheerful and has a gentle and easy-going personality. His determination was driven by his will to join the army.

Tian Weixing is a very good senior, a beacon-like figure, he brings light, is very warm, and is very kind to us, but it's a pity...

Tian Weixing took out a clean glass from the cabinet, then poured a cup of fragrant hot tea, and turned his back to Nai Liang. He would not be on guard against the people around him.

Nai Liang had already stood up and was slowly approaching Tian Weixing. With one hand behind his back, a dagger slipped out of his sleeve, and a cold light reflected from the blade flashed by.

"Xiao Liang, I may retire directly after returning to China, and the MSS affairs may fall on Tian Jianxing. He is still doing internship, but I still hope you can help me."

"You two are good friends, you can definitely..." Tian Weixing turned around and saw a dagger suddenly stabbed into his heart, and the source was something he couldn't believe at all, Xiao Liang.

"Uh…you…?!"

“Sorry, I am…” Naliang took off his false disguise, revealing his true appearance. He stared at Tian Weixing with a playful look like Mingyuan and smiled coldly.

"Three flower wine!"

Naliang pulled out the dagger, and the splattered blood carried Tian Weixing's life. Tian Weixing's shocked eyes gradually lost their spirit. Perhaps he finally figured it all out.

All of this...turns out to be fake.

There is nothing more sad than despair.

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Tian Weixing fell down, and the motherland he cared about would never see this beautiful land again. Tian Weixing bumped into the table, knocking over the framed photos on the table, which scattered all over the floor, and along with the memories of the past, disappeared forever.

In this dark realm, the cruelty of intrigue and deception is not a fairy tale, but there are still people before you who can shield you from the wind and snow.

Naliang walked forward and picked up one of the photo frames. On the photo, Tian Weixing put his hand on a boy's shoulder and smiled. The boy smiled excitedly, showing his bright white teeth. It was the first time in his life that he was so happy. In his hand was a certificate with the signature, [Intern: Tian Jianxing]

Finally I saw the boy's face clearly, Tianjianxing Luo Yi, now the truth was revealed.

"Hehe, what a pity."

Naliang said jokingly, putting the photo frame into his schoolbag and taking this secret away. He didn't want others to find out that this was a plan he had made before coming to Japan:

【Dual Identity Plan】

Naliang used his detective expertise to clean up the scene, erased all traces and fingerprints, then took off his blood-stained coat, took out a new coat from his bag and put it on, then looked at the scene again, leaving no clues.

Naliang glanced at the apple on the table. It means peace and good fortune? . . . Now it seems so ironic.

Naliang took the apple, used hacking methods to tamper with the surveillance again, then opened the door and left. Tian Weixing behind him was already dead, and he closed the door.

Farewell to Tianweixing, the false thoughts.