Conan: I'm Not the Red Team

Chapter 77 Sound
"One, two,..., seven, seven, why is there no eight..."

"What are you counting?"

"Why is there a piece of your abs missing?"

"..."

Holding Yukishi Yi, whose eyes were almost completely sleepy, into her arms, Gin said helplessly.

"Go to sleep."
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Today is a cloudy and rainy day. Black clouds are pulled down from the sky by gravity, and a dense darkness covers the sky. One after another, they are approaching the ground, so close that they feel like they are within reach.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt streaked across the sky, overturning a row of buckets filled with water in the sky, and the rain poured down, but it was just a "crash" and it rained in an instant.

"Tick tock—"

Where is the water falling?
Unconsciously using her hands, she felt that she was falling from a high altitude, and there seemed to be a bottomless pit underneath, and she could not reach the end no matter what.

Looking up, there was only a void that was close at hand. She stretched out her hand to try to touch it, but suddenly withdrew her hand the moment she was about to touch it.

She is afraid.

What are you afraid of?
"Crash-"

Suddenly gusts of cold wind blew, mixed with a little white in the middle, disappearing and reappearing bit by bit.

—wanted to grab one.

The thought in her heart has never been so strong, she followed her heart and went towards the wind.

Soon, soon!

It didn't take long for the white spots in her eyes to grow larger with the distance, and she didn't realize until she was able to touch it...

These are not snow, looking at the white that will not melt in the palm of my hand, my face is blank.

It's just white paper.

It's one of those flicks that celebrate when a store opens.

——Extremely ordinary.

The wind stopped, and the white spot disappeared with it.There were waves crashing on the shore behind me, and a few shouts and laughter could be vaguely heard.

Who are they calling?
Xue Shiyi suddenly didn't dare to look back, she didn't know the reason.

As the voices behind them got closer, the cries became clearer. They were saying:

"Let's go back."

The voice was not old, but the desolation in it was hard to hide. Xue Shiyi suddenly wanted to cry, and raised her hand to touch her eye sockets, which were dry and not moist at all.

why?
Why do you want to cry?

She turned her head eagerly to know the identity of the speaker, but when she turned around, she could only see the rising stone wall, and there was no one there, leaving only lingering sounds to prove that she was not delusional just now.

The stone wall... is rising?

Oh yes, she's falling, isn't it all about rising?

Time passed bit by bit, and her speed was like the second hand in a clock, never changing its forward speed.

Drip, drip, drip...

Thinking of the clock, it seems that the sound of the clock is really ringing around me...

No, it's not a clock, it's the sound of an electronic clock moving.

Drip, drip, drip...

When it comes to electronic clocks, she immediately thinks of the schedule on the bomb.

Her intuition made her look to the top of her head, and the void that was close at hand was replaced by a red countdown at some point.

00:03
00:02
……

When the second came to the last second, time seemed to be stagnant at this moment. Suddenly, the previous sound of dripping water, strong wind, and sea waves sounded again, all three in unison.

Looking around, the stone wall is still a stone wall, it has not risen again, and she has not descended any more.

But the call that made her puzzled and persistent never sounded again.

00:01
00:02
00:03
……

The countdown to the next moment was like being reversed by a big hand, and in her eyes, it went back to the beginning again from the end strangely.

"Is this... a dream?"

——It turned out that this was a dream...

She slowly opened her eyes, the sound, the stone wall, the countdown,...

Everything is gone.

　Love scenes are really easy to write when they are abusive, but when I write abusive texts, I feel very smooth and comfortable (eye shift)

　　Although it is said that the organization aspect is written first, in fact the two lines go hand in hand, but they are only partial to the problem.

　　The last hairs are over, oh hoo,
　　
　
(End of this chapter)