After Binding the Barrage, My Friend and I Wore Red and Black: Chapter 10

Human intuition is always very accurate.

Especially at this critical moment, when Tsujimoto's uneasy feeling of being involved in people's heart became more and more obvious, he realized that things must not be easy.

It would be nice to have a pair of eyes that could see the scene inside the door.

It's a pity that there is no perspective option in Tsujimoto's skill set. But from a certain point of view, he does have the power to rival perspective.

【Fuck, are you really playing... 】

[The door, behind the door—]

[Sigh... Involvement sauce! Don't open the door! Don't open the door! ! 】

【Will die! Absolutely will die! A is **** sick! How dare he...]

[It's not necessarily the bomb that A put, but he doesn't know anything about Shiren! Does Jiang Jiao Xiu Shu want to die with Sheren? He actually hid a bomb under his clothes! ! 】

[Could it be that Jiang Jiao Xiushu wanted to kill Sheren? But... why? ? ? 】

【Do not go in if you are involved! Woohoo, the new characters I've finally become a fan of, don't leave the stage so quickly! ! 】

…

Eight eggs arrived late.

Tsujimoto knew what he was thinking, but still pushed open the door.

squeak-

The small study room exudes a unique incense. There is a square table facing the window vertically, the chair on one side is near the window, and the other side is near the door of the room.

A dim candle flickered on the table, Jiang Jiao Xiushu was sitting on the chair near the door, with the smoke between his fingers, the white mist lingered in the air, and then dissipated little by little.

If it wasn't for the bullet screen reminder, he couldn't even believe that Jiang Jiao Xiushu was bound with a timer/time/bomb/bomb at the moment.

"Mr. Jiang Jiao, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

The silver-haired young man was sitting in front of Jiang Jiao Xiushu, his eyes swept across the other side's table, and soon saw the contents of the book on the table—

To be precise, it was not a book, but a photo album.

"It's all the children who were adopted before." Jiang Jiao Xiushu said with a smile.

"I really miss that time. Although life was a bit hard, it was really like a family."

Most of the children adopted by Jiang Jiao Xiushu have some problems.

Blind in both eyes, or suffering from an incurable disease since childhood, or the child of a murderer with criminal tendencies.

They are all abandoned children, and Jiang Jiao Xiushu only adopted them out of pity at first.

Except for Tsujimoto, he was only adopted because he lost his parents in an accident. So he was also the first child to be adopted.

"I don't remember exactly." Tsujimoto shook his head.

"That's it."

Jiang Jiao Hideki smiled helplessly, but did not comment on Tsujimoto's remarks.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed it to the other party.

"Do you smoke?"

"Uh... not quite."

"Take it, it will always be used." Jiang Jiao Xiushu handed the cigarette case to the other side.

"So, who did it?"

Tsujimoto took the other's cigarette case and clenched his fingers.

"A, as you can see." Jiang Jiao Xiushu closed his eyes,

"Everything is what I deserve. I handed you over to them in exchange for a lot of money."

So you can't stop Riddler! Do you have to wait until one second before being killed to reveal the specific information content! ? ?

But the more this happened, the more he had to calm down.

This is key information, and it will definitely not be exposed to his eyes so quickly.

"I think I have the right to know the truth of the matter." Tsujimoto looked at him quietly,

"Hate or not hate, that's what I decide."

"You're right, I am indeed indecisive." Jiang Jiao Xiushu smiled bitterly, but there was a complex expression in his eyes that was difficult to detect.

"Of course I can tell you the truth, but until then..."

Jiang Jiao Xiushu's fingers seemed to be about to hold down something, but before he could touch the button, the accident happened suddenly.

"boom!"

The crisp sound of gunshots interrupted the conversation between the two. In just an instant, the candle on the table was extinguished instantly, and warm blood splashed on his face.

Tsujimoto's back subconsciously pressed against the edge of the window, his pupils dilated slightly, and through the cold moonlight, he seemed to see the muzzle raised again in the dark, and the finger that slightly pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

"Whoa!!"

The sound of the window shattering and the sound of gunshots sounded in sync, and almost in the next second, Matsuda Jinhei and Tatani Zero broke directly into the door—

However, they were still a step too late.

The huge glass window was smashed halfway at some point, and the icy wind lifted the curtains.

The cold moonlight poured down, and Xiushu Jiangjiao, who had long lost his life, fell to the ground, and the timer/timer/bomb/bomb hidden in his coat stopped with only one minute left.

he died.

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The lake water during the changing seasons is colder than expected.

When the silver-haired youth swam ashore with difficulty, he clearly felt the stinging pain on his face.

The bullet was grazed by his cheek.

As long as he is one step behind, he will die under the opponent's gun.

Tsujimoto took off his water-soaked coat and threw it aside casually. Clothes soaked in water are too heavy and will affect his speed of movement.

"K... ka..."

The hearing aid was clearly faulty, presumably submerged in water. The otherwise clear world began to make a hoarse noise, like a saw pulling back and forth in his ear.

"The quality is too bad..."

Tsujimoto Shitoo tried to adjust, and finally sighed helplessly. The audible sound was instantly reduced to about 30 percent, but it was better than nothing.

A completely silent world is the most terrifying.

Even being able to capture a little sound was extremely important to him.

There is a dense forest near the artificial lake, and it is not difficult to walk back from here. Moreover, in order to prevent himself from being seriously injured by falling, Tsujimoto Shitoo activated the skill [Damage Transfer] again, and only then did most of the damage spread to all parts of the body, and there was no major incident.

"call-"

When he felt a brief heaviness and dizziness in his brain, Tsujimoto realized he had to get out of here quickly.

A seems to have jumped down with him, if you guessed correctly...he should be around here.

White mist floated from the dark forest, seriously affecting his vision. Tsujimoto Shitoto wanted to activate the skill again, but found that the system began to issue a serious warning.

The use of skills requires a certain amount of stamina. When his stamina drops rapidly, it is very dangerous to activate the skill again.

Calm down, at least wait until he recovers his strength first...

Tsujimoto Shito leaned against the tree, he closed his eyes, felt the unpleasant stickiness of his hair and clothes, and frowned uncomfortably.

This dress is probably in vain.

He really is a spearman... Luck points are always negative.

The moment he heard the stuttering footsteps stop, Tsujimoto Toshito also made up his mind.

"It's really embarrassing, dear Officer Tsujimoto." A's voice was very young, with a strange sense of excitement,

"Unfortunately, you are going to die here today."

...is it an A?

The cold muzzle suddenly pressed against his chin, and as his gaze was forced upward, Tsujimoto's pupils contracted subconsciously.

"why are you!?"

The moonlight poured on his long silver hair, but the black windbreaker blended into the shadows cast by the trees. The face that looked exactly like him was raised proudly, and there was only icy killing intent in the indigo blue eyes.

This is really surprising.

"Is it strange?"

Tsujimoto Yuma looked down at him condescendingly, his gun still didn't move for half a minute, and the smile on his face was full of enthusiasm.

"Who would have thought that my dear brother would become a beloved police officer, but that's fine—"

"After all, I hate beings who are more perfect than me the most."

"Cough cough..." Tsujimoto covered his mouth subconsciously, but couldn't hold back his cough.

"I don't understand, why did you kill Jiang Jiao Xiushu?"

"He knows a secret that he shouldn't know." Tsujimoto Yuma narrowed his eyes.

"And you... I just simply hate you."

"hate me?"

The young police officer's face was pale, but confusion filled his eyes.

"Aren't we brothers..."

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard." Tsujimoto Yuma raised the corners of his lips, but made no secret of his sarcasm.

"Of course, I still love my brother deeply, but in my opinion, maybe it will be easier for you to die than to live."

"So, I can only apologize—"

Click.

The sound of bullets being loaded sounded again.

"I advise you to stop now." Matsuda Jinping's voice was very clear in the darkness.

"Now, leave Tsujimoto Shitou immediately!"

Matsuda Jinhei has never had such a tense moment.

The man in front of him obviously had a face that was almost identical to Tsujimoto's, and his identity was self-evident.

But... the younger brother who has been in the heart of Tsujimoto's heart for a long time is standing in front of him at this moment, pointing the gun at his own brother.

why! ?

Tsujimoto Yuma was a little surprised, and he quickly realized that a figure was coming from the other side. But the man seemed to hide deeper, not even revealing his appearance.

- It's probably down to zero.

But it doesn't matter... just pretend he's blind and doesn't see it.

"How many people did you bring? Two? Three?" Tsujimoto Yuzhen looked around with interest.

"I didn't expect that, brother, are there so many people who care about your safety? You are more popular than I thought."

Damn.

Toru Amuro noticed the breath on the other party's body almost immediately, and his heart was beating violently.

That extreme sense of danger, like a snake spitting out a letter, and a sense of oppression that was about to hit you...

Definitely a member of the Black Organization.

He didn't know who the other party was, but this intuition, whether it was him or Conan, was extremely clearly perceived.

Fortunately, Conan stuck a tracker on Tsujimoto Totoman in advance, otherwise Tsujimoto Totoman would surely die.

"However, it also changed my mind."

Tsujimoto Yuma suddenly withdrew his hand and took two steps back.

"It's more interesting to torture you slowly than killing you with your own hands..."

"Whatever you want." Tsujimoto rolled his eyes away.

"Ah, by the way, I advise you not to shoot. I have a bomb on my body, and if it explodes, this forest will be affected." Seemingly aware of the other people's actions, Tsujimoto Yuzhen calmly made up for it. one sentence,

"Could it be that you all want to be buried with me?"

"This lunatic!!"

Matsuda Jinping's palms were almost sweating, but he didn't dare to shoot at all.

He didn't dare to gamble.

"Then, Brother Sheren, I look forward to meeting you next time..."

Tsujimoto Yuma took off his top hat and pressed it on his chest. He smiled and retreated into the darkness, but disappeared like a crow.

The sense of oppression that was filled with chills gradually dissipated, and in the end there was only a mess left.

...Does that guy like to play the gorgeous set when he leaves the scene?

It's definitely his style.

"Involving people!"

Feeling the sound of chaotic footsteps ringing in his ears, Tsujimoto closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to move for the time being.

Still in a coma.

Yuzhen will probably come to him later, and then he must grab the guy and ask what's wrong with his brain...