【or snow or】magnet

Amano Yukiki didn't know what Akigase or what he had investigated recently.

When the young detective lowered his head to think, he would occasionally show a smile that made Amano Yukiki uneasy.However, that smile would quickly disappear deep in his pupils, as if it had never appeared before.

To be honest, since he and Akase established a relationship, Amano Yuki has been in a certain state of worrying about gains and losses.On the one hand, Akigase or "If I have to kill each other, I will kill other holders" made him more and more worried about the development of the situation; on the other hand, he also received more frequent messages from my wife. Yuno's message, the content on it made him realize that my wife Yuno's mental state has gotten worse.

For now, everything is calm—like the calm before the storm.

The chirping of cicadas echoed in my ears over and over again, and Amano Xuehui lay on the floor.He turned sideways, hiding his face in a shadow.

The indifferent diary placed not far away kept ringing, as if competing with Xia Chan outside the window.

You don't have to look to know who it is.

Amano Xuehui covered his face in distraught, and let out a long sigh.

He stared blankly at the wall through his fingers, feeling irritated by the diary that kept ringing around him and the chirping of insects outside the window.He rolled over, his blue eyes staring blankly at the blinking signal light on the blue phone.

It has been confirmed that 11th is indeed the Mayor of Sakurami City, John Backus.

However, Amano Xuehui never revealed this fact.What kind of diary is the other party's diary, how does he act... He has no idea about such information.Moreover, he could not rashly approach the other party.

It would be too dangerous for him, Akise or even his mother once he threatened the snake.

What's more, he has my wife Yuno by his side.

Thinking of my wife Yuno, Amano Yukiki wiped his face in gloom.

Originally, I wanted to divert my attention so I deliberately thought of a way to deal with 11th.In the end, I went around in a circle and returned to my wife Yuno.

The black-haired boy simply reached out and groped around on the bed, grabbed the blanket, and wrapped himself all over.

Get some sleep first.

——Maybe, after sleeping, I can think of something.

Some things, even if you are not sure, it is necessary to try.He's... out of time.

Thinking of this, the boy closed his eyes.

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at the same time.

A cold drink shop in Sakurami City.

"What did you say...?" Uryu Miyayin and Nishijima Masumi stared at the silver-haired boy in amazement at the same time, their expressions looked like a husband and wife.

Of course, the young detective will not speak out the ridicule in his heart.He moistened his throat with a cup of coffee: "It's like what I said before. Mr. Xue Hui already knows the true face of 11th. However, he seems to have other plans, so he concealed the identity of 11th."

Uryu Miyane frowned: "1st...is such a scheming person?" Obviously when we met last time, he was still rushing into her minefield recklessly.If it wasn't for Akigase, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Akigase smiled helplessly: "Recently, Mr. Xuehui has been a little... well, how should I put it, sometimes I don't know what he is thinking."

"But I guess that kid can't do anything alone." Uryu Miyayin quickly recovered from the shock.She lowered her eyes, her purple pupils staring at the cup in front of her, "Now you are holding him back, for your sake, 1st will not act rashly." But... how did 1st know the specific identity of 11th?She still doesn't have a clue, she just thinks that 11th is a very powerful man.

The 11th acted discreetly, neither she nor the 4th knew who the diary holder was.

In just a few short months, 1st has undergone such earth-shaking changes...

Ameryu Miyao thought, and turned her gaze to Akigase.

—Is it because of him?

"Then, it's my turn to ask questions." Akigase raised the corners of her mouth politely, "How is the investigation about my wife and miss?"

"The examination results of the third corpse will come out today." Masumi Nishijima took out a few photos from his pocket, with a serious expression, "Anyway, the other two have been identified."

The four photos are placed on the table in groups of two.

Akigase probably frowned at the same time as Uryu Miyane.

"Father, my wife Chao. Mother, my wife Xiguo." On the table were photos of the skeleton and the daily photos of the deceased. The last photo of the skeleton was placed at the bottom, unidentified. "

"Doesn't it sound very happy?" Uryu Miyayin said lightly.

"However, those two can't have children." Masumi Nishijima continued the conversation.

"...Then my wife is really...adopted?" Akigase pursed her lips tightly.

"Although I don't know if this has anything to do with the corpse incident, it is true that, as Akigase-kun said, my wife...is an adopted daughter."

As if suddenly remembering something, Akigase stood up and put on his coat: "I suddenly remembered something to confirm. Mr. Nishijima, Miss Yuliu, excuse me."

The back of the young detective quickly disappeared into the crowd, Masumi Nishijima and Miyayin Uryu looked at each other.It was Akase who asked them out, but they slipped away suddenly... The detective's thinking is really elusive.

"Hey, do you think this Akigase is against 1st..." Amuryu Miyaone said and looked at Masumi Nishijima.

The corner of the young police officer's mouth twitched: "Why do you think so..."

"Crap!"

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Amano Xuehui was awakened by an alarm.

The boy wrapped himself in a blanket and rolled around on the ground a few times before reaching out to grab the phone.

Amano Xuehui frowned slightly at the familiar name on the screen.As soon as I opened the record, a series of unread messages and missed calls all came from the same person—my wife Yuno.

He put the undifferentiated diary aside and picked up another mobile phone.

In stark contrast to the future diary, there is no new message in this phone.

Amano Xuehui glanced anxiously at the time, it was already evening.She didn't know what Akigase was busy with, and she didn't even send a text message.

He tousled his already tangled hair and sat up from the floor.

8th is being cornered by 11th, and he must wish to kill the damned culprit immediately.And the purpose of the 11th is probably the value-added diary of the 8th - it stands to reason that the game should have come to an end, but there are still so many diary holders - how can it be dragged on forever.

Amano Xuehui stood up while thinking, blue eyes inadvertently glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside the window.

——The more that 11th wants to do this, the less he will let him succeed.

The boy's eyes were darkened by the night.

——Think about it, Amano Yukiki.How to get on line with 8th.

Amano Xuehui picked up the two mobile phones, and after taking care of them briefly, he left home.

Should have thought of it earlier, right?

During the Ms. Chun incident, 7th had already been lurking by her side.And the girl who acted with 7th... Could it have something to do with 8th?

"Axue~~"

A familiar voice came to the eardrum.

Amano Xuehui's steps stopped.

He put down the movement of preparing to dial, and turned his gaze to the source of the sound.

In the shadow of a street lamp not far away, the girl stared at his every move for an unknown amount of time.The light-colored phone she holds in her hand casts a dim halo in the shadows.The style of the phone looks a bit like Xuehui's diary in his hand.Maybe after Xuehui's diary was taken away by him, she bought a new mobile phone.

At this time, a faint call came from the mobile phone.Immediately afterwards, the indiscriminate diary in Amano Xuehui's pocket vibrated.

"Are you going to call that 6th?" My wife Yuno approached step by step while pinching the phone.

Amano Xuehui subconsciously held his breath.

Until now, when facing my wife Yuno alone, Amano Yukiki still couldn't help being alert all over.Especially after being imprisoned for so long.

"Why..." My wife Yuno asked softly, "Axue, why didn't you find me?"

"...I..." Amano Xuehui pursed his lips, looking away from the girl's red eyes.

"Yuno loves Axue so much, why...why do you want to go to 6th?" My wife Yuno's face twisted, "Yuno has been thinking about Axue all the time, why until now, Axue still doesn't believe in Yuno What? - Sure enough, it was because of that Akigase or something, he told you something strange that made my Axue become like this...is he trying to sow discord again?"

"That's enough, my wife's classmate." Amano Yukiki couldn't help interrupting my wife Yuno, "Didn't you hide a lot of things from me yourself. And you... know everything about me."

——Always say something inexplicable.

Still following me like a stalker, texting and calling.

"Sometimes the way you look at me is like looking at someone else." Xue Hui clenched his fists, "If you tell me what you are hiding from me..."

My wife Yuno stared at him with an ugly face.

Amano Xuehui stared at her clearly.

——Sure enough, I won’t say it.

He became more and more worried about what my wife Yuno's secret was—or rather, the secret of the three mummies in her house.

"My wife and classmate, if there is nothing else, I'll be leaving first." Xue Hui took a few steps back.

"..." My wife Yuno clenched her fists tightly, her nails piercing her palms hard.

Immediately afterwards, the girl muttered something in a low voice.

A burst of noise suddenly cut through the silence of the street! ! ! !

[Zizizi - sizzle! 】

Amano Xuehui's heart skipped a beat.

It was too late to take out the diary.

The next second, my wife Yuno rushed over.

"?!" The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hand subconsciously touched the dart behind his waist.

"You won't stab." My wife Yuno's determined voice came from my ear.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft touch on the lips.

Amano Xuehui's mind went blank.

Didn't realize what happened at all.

My wife Yuno deepened the kiss, holding Amano Yuki tightly, pressing him against the solid wall.

—You won't stab.

Because, the future is like this.