Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The firefighters were cleaning up the messy scene. There were charred walls and unpleasant odors everywhere, and the mud under their feet became muddy because of the baptism of the high-pressure water gun overnight.

During the walking, Jiang Guling felt like a walking corpse who had lost his soul.

How could Asano Nobuhiro be Jingguang?

He is clearly Jingguang, but why can't he recognize it for so long?

If he could recognize it earlier, earlier, and earlier, he wouldn't allow Zhu Fu Jingguang to take risks alone.

Jiang Gu Ling is willing to believe that the person whose life or death is now unknown is himself!

"Still not found..." Jiang Guling found a passing fireman, but he couldn't say the word ‘corpse’ even after working hard for a long time. "Didn’t I find anyone?"

The firefighter was very busy and seemed reluctant to talk to him: "Yes, such a strong explosion, even if someone has already turned to ashes."

Another said to him: "Wait for the forensic doctor to be firm, we are working, please leave as soon as possible."

Jiang Gu Ling clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't even feel the nails in his palms.

Yes, everyone knows that it is impossible for anyone to survive such a violent explosion. Why does he even have a fluke?

Is it because you don't believe that the person who was resurrected from the dead will die so easily? Or simply unwilling to accept the facts?

Obviously, the heart-wrenching changes he had experienced several times had already made his heart as cold as ice. Jiang Gu Ling believed that he could calmly accept the death of anyone. But today, the pain in the heart clearly told him, no, even if this kind of thing were repeated countless times, he would only suffer more and more again. What's more, that person is Zhu Fu Jingguang, his best friend who has gained and lost! ?

Because of the "sacrifice" of Zhufu Keiguang four years ago, Nariyaru once complained over and over again for Hideichi Akai, that man was so powerful, why did he fail to do anything about Scotland? However, when a similar situation happened again, Jiang Guling could only watch his best friend die!

Why is he so useless? ! How could he be so useless! !

Jiang Gu Ling smashed the charred wooden beam with one punch, making his already scarred fist even worse.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the touch under his feet was different from before.

Jiang Guling looked down and picked up a half-burned photo from the sole of his shoe.

He brushed the black and gray from the photo with his hand, and a touch of azure blue appeared on the photo in the sunlight.

There is no one in the photo, and the protagonist seems to be a tall tree. Jiang Gu Ling recognized that it was an old beech, which was lush and lush, covering a lot of the sunlight behind it. I just don't know what happened to the person who took the photo. The whole photo is very blurry, like a casual shot.

Wait... beech?

Jiang Guling's hand holding the photo suddenly trembled.

He remembered, he remembered where he had seen this tree!

This beech tree was once planted next to the public pool behind the police school drill ground. During school, he and Jing Guang also completed a course paper on "The advantages and limitations of making beech stocks".

On graduation day, the five of them took many graduation photos on campus. In addition to the group photo, Zhu Fu Jingguang simply wanted to leave this photo accidentally taken by mistake.

There was no one in the photo, only a fuzzy beech standing by itself.

Jing Guang, did you already anticipate today's ending at that time?

"Sir, we are clearing the scene, you can't go over!"

There was a sudden riot in the rear.

Before Jiang Gu Ling turned around, he was shrouded in shadows.

A cold and low male voice rang in his ear: "Bourbon, where is Mezcal?"

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When the fire broke out, most of the people were choked to death by the smoke. When the fire hits the body, people will be out of breath. Of course, as far as Xinfan and Conan are concerned, they are more worried about the oil storage tanks under the villa.

Fortunately, Curaçao's inexplicable disappearance gave them confidence, as long as they quietly feel the wind direction, they can find a way to escape.

However, even if the direction is clear, it is still very difficult to accurately find a well-designed secret passage in the fire.

Xinfan gave the only gas mask to Conan whose respiratory tract was severely damaged. He could only lower his body as much as possible to avoid inhaling the poisonous gas.

Conan was lying on his shoulders, always quiet, surrounded by the crackling of the fire and the sound of the collapse of the house in the distance.

In this weird silence, Conan suddenly asked: "Mr. Asano, you are actually Mezcal, right?"

Xin Fan was stunned.

At that time, he was struggling to avoid obstacles and tried every means to uncover a leaky floor tile.

"Although I'm basically certain, I still want to hear you tell me in person." Conan encouraged him, "Tell me, are you Mezcal or not?"

Xinfan sneered and said, "When are you still thinking about it, go out alive if you want to know."

Conan sighed faintly, "It's because I know we may not be able to live, so I have to seize the opportunity to ask you no matter what."

Xin Fan didn't speak.

So Conan said to himself: "You disguised Amuro, who frightened me with my parents at the time? You knew I was Shinichi Kudo for a long time, but I was still pretending to be by my side for so long. Hey, Isn’t it fun to tease me?"

Xinfan didn't want to talk to him, but after hearing this, he said seriously: "Yes, it's very interesting."

Conan is speechless.

In an instant, the fire spread to them, but Xinfan also found a valuable escape route.

Uncovering the floor, there is a bottomless tunnel below. The tunnel and stairs are made of wood.

Xinfan counted the self-defense weapons he brought with him, and then walked down the spiral staircase with Conan on his back.

Conan closed the door to the outside world, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com blocked the blazing fire on it.

"Yes, this tunnel is basically air-raid shelter level, and it should be able to withstand part of the explosion energy and impact."

"explode?"

Xin Fan had no time to explain to the curious baby Conan, he swiftly walked down with Conan on his back. As the depth increased, the surroundings became darker and darker, and gradually, they couldn't see each other.

But I don't know where the exit is.

"I feel the wind disappeared." Conan sighed, "We may have missed the exit."

"The vibration just now was an explosion, right?"

"It should be, shall we go back and have a look?"

"Okay." Xinfan readily agreed, "but I have to find a way to light it first."

The real darkness is that no matter how long you adapt, you cannot restore your eyesight. In the underground where no light can penetrate, time also loses its meaning.