When the double black penetrates the if line

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He looked at Dazai Osamu, and Kunikida's conscientious face flashed in his mind for a moment.Even in fantasy rather than reality, Nakahara felt that Kunikida's serious expression revealed a murderous look, and he almost picked up a gun and directly killed Osamu Dazai.

"...Kunikida is so mad at you." Nakahara Nakaya sighed, thinking that the Armed Detective Agency's acceptance of Osamu Dazai has made a contribution to the whole of Yokohama's human beings. At this moment, he felt a rare feeling for them There was a hint of admiration.

"Isn't it right?!" Osamu Dazai saw the complex emotions under Nakahara Nakaya's calm gaze, and put his arm around his shoulders and shook it fiercely, "Haven't I been diligently talking with Nakahara every day?" Are you in love?"

"I remember it's been less than five days since you confessed your love?" Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his eyes in his heart, and said angrily, "The scope of your daily life seems to be a little bit small."

"Chuya was wrong, obviously you were the one who kissed me first that day." Osamu Dazai retorted unconvinced, "Even if we take a few steps back, it can only be said that you and I made our hearts clear at the same time, and we kissed so well together Extricate yourself. Why can't it be said to be my unilateral confession?"

"Heh." Nakahara Chuya sneered very disdainfully at Dazai Osamu's behavior of acting like a good boy after taking advantage of it, thinking to himself who is the one who is tempted first and who takes the initiative first, doesn't Dazai Osamu have no point in his mind, "Let's say what you said If you are talking about the real situation, then the original situation is still valid-your serious love affairs every day, the total is only five days, don't you think that you are too shameless to be able to show off like this?"

"What's the use of having face?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, with an innocent expression on his face, "You can't eat face. After you get out of the order, you even have a partner, don't care what shame it is."

"Besides." Dazai Osamu ignored Nakahara Chuya's already speechless expression, and continued, "Before I was with you, I thought about you seriously every day, how could it not be included in the scope of a serious relationship? "

"Thinking about me seriously?" Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated, with an unclear expression on his face, "What are you thinking about me seriously? Do you want to blow up my car?"

Nakahara Chuya still remembers how he felt when his car was blown up into a firework after Osamu Dazai defected.

There was no moment when I wanted to drag Osamu Dazai directly back to Hong Kong and Hei, and throw him into the interrogation room to ask him to return his beloved car.

"Of course not." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows as if surprised, "How could I waste my thoughts on that kind of thing...Of course I was thinking about how to do this and that with Chuya."

"...What about my car?" Nakahara took a deep breath, thinking that he really couldn't listen to Osamu Dazai's nonsense, as soon as he recalled the past, he couldn't let it go away, and his anger began to boil again.

"Of course it's for Chuya to remember me." Osamu Dazai said it quite naturally, "If nothing is left behind, how can it be guaranteed that Chuya will not forget me for many years?"

"So you left me the wreckage of my favorite motorcycle?" Nakahara sneered, "Dazai, you bastard!"

But despite this, he also felt that the anger in his heart began to subside gradually, as if his hair had been smoothed, he yawned quietly, and then returned to calm.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't hold back either, and sighed, with a touch of helplessness in his tone, as if he was sighing: "Really, bastard Dazai, even if you don't do anything, I won't forget you."

How could you forget?

How can you forget?

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai, and felt that there were thousands of thoughts in his eyes, complexly changing and obliterating everything.

Those were the emotions and thoughts that he couldn't understand, couldn't comprehend.

But that was only a momentary thing, just the blink of an eye, the complexity in Dazai Osamu's eyes disappeared, and became pure and bright joy.

"Then thank you." Dazai Osamu hugged Nakahara Chuya, and rubbed his face against his long and soft hair, "I knew Chuya was the best for me! Chuya is my favorite Mine, I also like Chuya the most!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed a little: "Dazai... this is on the street, let me go... Hey, where are you putting your hands?!"

After slapping off Osamu Dazai's restless hands, Nakahara Nakaya turned his head coldly and mercilessly regardless of Osamu Dazai's pitiful expression.

Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a very familiar figure.

Osamu Dazai hasn't noticed what Nakahara Chuya saw yet, and he still wants to act like a baby pitifully: "Why is Chuya so ruthless... I just want to touch Nakaya, who is obviously a boyfriend. "

"Then I can't even indulge you." Nakahara Chuya's tone seemed to be bickering, but his face became serious.

He grabbed Osamu Dazai and nodded a few tens of meters ahead of the street: "Hey, is that the little friend Conan we saw on the plane before?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai looked at the back seriously for a moment, and then he affirmed, "It is indeed him."

"That would be even more interesting." Nakahara Chuya had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes did not make people feel happy and relaxed at all.He stared at the little figure, and said slowly, "Our little friend Conan is hiding so much on the street, sometimes quickly looking for cover and sometimes in a hurry, obviously he is following someone."

"Then the question is, who is he following?"

Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai looked at each other, and followed in unison.

……

Conan looked at the two men in black a few meters away, while talking to Haibara Ai through the detective badge.

"I saw them." Conan bent over and hid behind a truck, and whispered into the badge, his voice had a tense feeling, as if it was a taut string, "Gin, still There's vodka."

"Sure enough, they came to Italy as you said."

Conan swallowed hard, thinking back to that day again.That day, which was just going to the amusement park with Mao Lilan on a date, unexpectedly became the biggest turning point in his life.

Just like now, Gin and Vodka stood there in the ominous black clothes that sucked in the light like a vortex, talking about the disgusting things that the black organization was going to do.

And the only thing Kudo Shinichi could remember at the end of that day was the heavy blow he received on the back of the head and Gin's cold and non-smiling gaze after he was accidentally exposed.

The shadow of the black organization broke into his life from then on, and he also changed from Kudo Shinichi to Edogawa Conan from that day on.

And now, following in the footsteps of the Black Organization, Conan has also come to Italy.

"Be careful." Haibara Ai's voice was very calm, like a bag of ice, and Conan's thoughts immediately calmed down, "Gin and Vodka are two very powerful people in the organization, and they are now sent to The arrival in Italy shows that the Black Organization must be planning something very big this time, and their goal will not be as simple as before."

"Okay." Conan bent down, ran forward for a while, and then quickly hid behind a road sign, "I understand, Haibara, thank you."

"It's just." Conan narrowed his eyes and regained his usual calmness.His tone was cold and tense, "Do you know what Qinjiu's intentions are when they come here this time?"

On the other side of the badge, Hui Yuan Ai was silent for a long time, just when Conan thought she would not answer again, Hui Yuan Ai spoke again.

This time, there was a slight tremor in her voice: "This has something to do with the core purpose of the black organization."

"Purpose?" Despite being in a crisis-ridden situation, Conan couldn't help but pause for a moment, and said in a little surprise, "The core goal of the black organization? What goal?"

Although Conan has been fighting against the Black Organization, on the one hand to protect himself, and on the other hand to bring this organization to justice, he never thought that the Black Organization would have any other goals.

"The organization in black...isn't it an organization that uses illegal means to collect money and power?" Conan lowered his eyelids, and his intuition told him that what Haibara Ai said next was very important.

"You may think so, and a large number of other people, including some members of the organization, may also think so." Hui Yuanai's voice was not smiling, "But I belong to the research department, so I happen to know something. "

"Although the Black Organization may appear to be just a huge black organization that will do anything for money and power, in fact, under its disguise, the Black Organization has always had its main goals."

"It used to go back in time, but now—" Hui Yuanai twitched the corners of his mouth, "it brings people back to life, overturning the boundary between life and death."

"——What?!" Conan's breathing stagnated for a moment, and he almost murmured, "How is this possible?!"

"Kudou, there are still many things in this world that you and I don't know." Haibara Ai stood up from the computer where he was sitting, walked to the window step by step, and looked at the distance outside the window, "Sometimes I don't know, Doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

She sighed softly: "This world is too big, and the water hidden under the calm surface is too deep, even the organization in black is sometimes just an undercurrent tumbling slightly under the surface of the water. "

Conan was silent.

He thought of the two young men he had seen on the plane before, and the abilities they used that were beyond ordinary people and logic that could only be called supernatural abilities.

Do the two of them have something to do with the world that Hui Yuan Ai said is hidden under the water, deeper and darker than the Black Organization?

"I understand." Conan seemed to be compromising, and gave up the topic, letting it hang in the air, and then returned to what he said at the beginning, "And then? What does this have to do with their coming to Italy?"

"Italy is also a country where the mafia originated and is entrenched." Hui Yuanai's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he could not see clearly. Wields immense power."

"The accumulation of time is irreplaceable. There are many things in the Vengley Mafia that are beyond the imagination of ordinary people-such as the rocket launcher ten years later."

The name alone made Conan feel an inexplicable premonition: "...What is that?"

"A bazooka." Hui Yuan said succinctly, "It's just that when it hits someone, that person will exchange with himself ten years later. I'm not sure about the exact time. The organization didn't communicate with Peng before. Lie has dealt with."

Conan: "..."

Sure enough, since he boarded that plane to Italy, the world has gone on the road of fantasy forever.

"Ten years later, the bazooka will have the power to surpass time." Hui Yuanai ignored Conan's three views and continued to say that you didn't say, "The core production principle is not known to the world, but was discovered by Pengo Li The family is firmly locked within the organization, but if it can be obtained—”

Having said this, Huiyuan paused for a moment before finishing his last half sentence: "Then everything is probably not a problem."

"Wait." Conan suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Isn't the black organization researching the technology of bringing people back to life? You said that you rarely dealt with Pengel before, so it means that the black organization did not want to use it. Their technological will, and at the same time, Vengley is not so easy-to be precise, it is very difficult, and it is almost impossible to break through and steal the confidential core technology."

"Then here comes the problem. Since Vengley's protection and secrecy technology is so good, and the black organizations are not willing to use other organizational technologies, then what's the use of what you told me now?"

"Even if it can solve a lot of problems." Conan's expression was very calm, "This is impossible. If the Black Organization doesn't want to bring itself back to life if there are large loopholes that are easy to see through, then it won't Will go to deal with Peng Lie. Then what are Gin and the others doing in Italy?"

Hui Yuanai didn't answer him, but sighed softly, his gaze became a little colder: "But that's when the black-clothed organization is capable of itself."

"However, just now, I got a piece of news that the Black Organization's plan to bring the dead back to life—"

"Failed."

"Failed?!" Conan repeated, frowning and wanting to ask again.However, before he could continue to ask, the small badge in his hand was snatched away by a gentle but irresistible force.

Startled, Conan raised his head and saw the young man who he was thinking about a few minutes ago standing in front of him in a windbreaker.

Holding the small badge in his hand, Osamu Dazai looked at Conan who was hiding behind the large notice board, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a cold arc, and his eyes were dark.

"Let me see." Dazai Osamu's voice was soft, but Conan couldn't help shivering, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, "This seems to be a very interesting thing, it looks like a toy. A small badge, but has the high-tech ability to communicate and talk."

Having said that, his face turned completely cold, and his voice became a little cold.

"What were you talking to that person opposite just now, my dear little friend, or change the name—"

"Shinichi Kudo."