Therefore, Madoka's qualifications are at most the pillar in the middle of the seesaw, used to support the huge energy brought by making a wish so that it will not be crushed into other forms to realize the wish.

Since the biggest and most uncontrollable off-site crisis does not exist, then the mere consumption of favorability is not unacceptable to the paper industry.

After all, Zhixing had no intention of interfering in the friendship between the girls. He was just satisfied to see those who were originally tragic having a happy life.

The reason why he still chose death as an excuse was simply because he wanted to stay away from the Witch Night.

After all, Zhihang still remembers that condition, which was confusing but impressive.

"Don't look at Witch Night!"

Although it looked a bit strange, as someone who had just done encryption work, I could still understand it to some extent.

It's just that during the Witch's Night, Xiaoyan could reincarnate at any time, so she doesn't have time to remember so many things.

And Witch Night is the most important and crucial one.

Therefore, either he discovered something incredible and told Xiaoyan directly, who then passed it on in an encrypted form, or he prepared a foreshadowing in advance, missing only the last crucial detail.

By giving a reminder in one sentence, the people in the next round can think and encrypt in advance, and finally let Xiaoyan choose a result from several possibilities ABCD, so that the information can be preserved and passed down without Xiaoyan knowing the content.

Although I don't know what the purpose of this condition is, Xiaoyan didn't delete the previous paper line, which means that this condition was not met.

That's why the paper industry would gamble under the pretext of committing suicide.

He bet that the self that Homura knew could really do such a thing, thereby keeping himself away from Witch Night and fulfilling the requirements of that top-secret condition.

"Conan, when you say resurrection, do you mean that after the apostles stop appearing, I will meet you before the wish is granted to travel through time, or do you mean that when I succeed, something will change so that you won't end up like you are now?"

"Who knows? I don't have any memory of the beginning, so I don't know what the situation is. Anyway, no matter what it is, my memory is only about these few hours at most."

"Sir, there are only 5 hours left."

For some reason, the driver suddenly announced the time.

"Shut up!"

Although Xiaoyan quickly interrupted the driver's description, Zhixing still shuddered when he heard the time, and his expression became even more nervous.

"Really? Shinichi's inspiration might burst forth a little under pressure, but it's more likely that the Witch's Kiss will appear first. This situation will be particularly severe on the last day. After all, unlike my own self who can retain his memories, the memories of Shixing and the experiences of this month will also disappear with my reincarnation."

"The only thing that can be called a last will is the information I pass down. So even though I'm not sure what most of the information says, I will still pass on this proof of my existence."

"But if we put more pressure on Shinichi, who is already considering destroying himself for the experiment, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop him. After all, there's no way to keep an eye on him during the battle, unless..."

Homura thought a lot in a short time, and when Paper Line felt the heavy pressure of time, she spoke:

"Conan, I'm going to issue the last task now."

With his hair standing on end, Zhi Xing looked at Homura with a questioning look.

"Kyuubi usually won't miss the opportunity to lure Madoka into harm's way, so your mission is to prevent Madoka from falling into danger."

"Compared to the two people I assigned to look after you, you obviously have a better chance of getting closer to Madoka and stopping her actions immediately."

"You don't object to me contacting Xiaoyuan?" Zhixing asked in confusion.

"Preventing Madoka from making a wish is also one of your tasks."

"So, if you go there and Madoka turns into a magical girl, there won't be a next time."

"it is good!!"

Zhixing felt that he had exceeded his goal. He had not only stayed away from the Witch Night but also successfully met Xiaoyuan. He immediately put aside the countdown to amnesia that was weighing on his mind and began to think about what to say to Xiaoyuan.

"After sending me to the battlefield, send the Son to Team B's location."

"learn!"

Chapter 121 The Shikame Family

As the purple light enveloped the whole body.

Homura evolved into Magical Girl Homura, opened the car door, looked at the sky which was gradually covered by dark clouds, closed the door casually, and jumped up, disappearing from the sight of the two.

"Sir Saint, can we set off now?"

Zhixing looked at the direction of the spreading dark clouds in the sky, then looked at the surrounding environment which looked familiar to him because he had been a security guard in a bomb building for two days. After a while, he nodded.

The car quickly started up again, passed the river bridge that appeared on Witch Night, and sped up recklessly on the streets where there were no vehicles.

"Will the Saint be okay?"

Zhixing, who was lying in the back seat thinking about what to do after seeing Xiaoyuan, was distracted by the driver's voice.

"What did she tell you? Do you know what she's going to do?"

"Yeah, of course I know. The Saint told me that it's because the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is going to happen today. It was supposed to happen at night, but because of the witch's involvement, the sun was blocked in broad daylight, so the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons started earlier."

"Are you sure you said that?"

""

Zhixing glanced at the scene reflected in the rearview mirror.

It was a very obvious face of an uncle, but judging from the expression in the mirror, he seemed very calm.

"Can you tell me about Homura, no, how you started helping your Saint?"

"I'm sorry, Master Saint, the Saint said that such insignificant matters cannot be discussed."

"Ah, if it's relevant, you can tell me, right?"

""

"What time did you report before?"

"It's the time for the witch to arrive. The original plan was that once the witch's presence was confirmed and the fight started, they would take you away from the scene and send you to a 100% safe shelter."

"You don't want me to do anything? Are you going to take me away when the time is up?"

"Yes."

Is it true that my only purpose is to ensure that Witch Night occurs normally?

There was no need to even think of any possible way to attract Witch Night's attention, nor was there any need to bother seducing Witch Night elsewhere.

It seemed that he really felt that he could not provide any help, and he might even be trapped in the car by the driver because his phone network was disconnected, leaving me no chance to use Xiaoyuan.

"Uh, okay."

Zhixing nodded, and suddenly realized that his old phone with the information of Saotome and Kaname Shunko was gone, and his new phone had no contact information for anyone other than Kamijou and the official hotline (takeout was not counted).

"How much time is left now?"

"It's 9 o'clock sharp now. There are still more than 4 hours until the Hundred Demons Night Parade appears."

"13 o'clock? Did it start that early?"

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, pretending to be indifferent:

"The Saint said that because the midday sun is too strong, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons will be eager to appear after the brightest time of the day. Is the Saint Son not aware of this?"

"I don't know. This is probably just an explanation to make it easier for you to understand. After all, you probably don't know the concept of Witch Night, right?"

"What is that, a festival somewhere?"

"What do you know about witches?"

"I know. I watched the witch being defeated by the saint and she saved me."

""

Zhi Xing opened his fingers and counted them, then asked curiously:

"Oh? Is that the witch I saw a few days ago?"

"Can not remember."

"What time period?"

"It's late at night."

"What kind of clothes is that person wearing?"

"Mitakihara Junior High School uniform."

"You know he's just a junior high school student, right?"

"Even if she's only a junior high school student, her actual age is unknown. After all, the Saint came to school as a transfer student, and a magical girl's body won't grow again."

Zhixing knew very well that most of the witches in this place should have met him before, so he did not believe the driver's statement. When he heard the word "magical girl", he suddenly thought of something and looked around.

"It seems that you should come from a relatively well-off family."

"No, no, no, it's just that among those who followed the Saint, I'm the only one who has a car."

"Yeah, after all, those who can be seduced by a witch are basically people who are in despair. No matter how you look at it, you don't seem like that kind of person."

""

Seeing that the other party answered him with silence, Zhixing changed the question:

"Did you learn about magical girls after meeting Homura, or did you know about them before?"

"I heard about it after I became successful in my career. It's not called that, but it's pretty close. It's a social circle that requires expensive membership fees, and it seems like you need to be baptized to join."

"Baptism? Is it about facing the witch?"

"That should be the case. My liquidity isn't enough to participate, but a few days after I met the Saint, that social circle allegedly disbanded suddenly. I hadn't even connected the two before."

"Is there a way to restrict the witch's movement? Tsk tsk tsk."

While the paper shop owner and the driver were chatting, they finally started to see other people on the surrounding streets, carrying large and small bags and heading in the same direction.

"Isn't it here?"

"No, in this kind of weather, people just gather in the large buildings nearby, so this is not the destination."

"Are they not together? I remember that gymnasium was quite big."

"That area is quite remote. After all, it's a sparsely populated area, so there aren't many suitable buildings. Plus, the officials are short on manpower, so they've relocated many people from that area to the gymnasium."

Zhihang nodded, looking at the crowd that had been busy since early morning, just to avoid the typhoon that was coming in the afternoon, and he had some inappropriate thoughts in his heart:

Don't put all your eggs in one basket. Although the concept of Witch Night is gone, the scattered people will not be completely wiped out by Witch Night.

After all, this is a world where magical girls and witches build history together. How could it be like the TV plot, where Mami knew that Witch Night was coming a month in advance, and the official only issued a typhoon warning and let the two magical girls fight Witch Night?

After all, the two of them were too forced. Even after they both died, they were unable to repel Witch Night and caused serious damage to the city.

It now seems that unless a place is about to be attacked by Witch Night, Witch Night will not be mentioned, and naturally the magical girls in other cities will not recall the information about Witch Night.

Ordinary people don’t have the corresponding memory, so they won’t perform the actions they should.

It is easier to manage so that residents do not gather together. It is probably because the surviving magical girls after the Witch's Night asked the authorities to separate the shelters because there were too many of them and the girls were too busy to handle them. After all, with the construction capacity to build a 169-story building, even the hospital can accommodate a lot of people, not to mention the shops on the pedestrian street here. What's more, the shops on the pedestrian street are also quite large.

After the paper shop passed several waves of people without any traffic, it stopped in a parking lot a few streets away from the destination.

"Is this the place? It's quite far from the battlefield."

"Yes, although this shelter isn't the farthest from the battlefield, it's still over 40 minutes' drive away. If you walk, it'll take over four hours."

Zhixing looked at the direction the driver pointed to, which was the Homura battlefield, then pointed to the several 100-story buildings in the city center and asked:

"How long will it take to get there?"

"Son, I have never been to this place, but I can roughly estimate that it should be about an hour's journey..."

The driver then talked about several landmark buildings along the way, using this to help me determine the time to arrive.

Zhihang raised his hand to stop the driver's actions and asked the driver to take out his mobile phone to check the map location.

"One hour and fifty-six minutes? That's still a long time."

Zhihang looked at the time displayed on his internet-connected mobile phone and couldn't help but sigh.

Whether it's the dream at the beginning of the TV show or the place where Homura is in danger at the end, they are both on a very high floor.

This is very inconsistent with the ruins that were razed to the ground after the Witch Night ended.

But considering that Xiaoyuan can run up without blushing or getting out of breath with an ordinary person's body.

Zhixing still thinks that these buildings are real buildings, not illusions created by the Witch Night barrier. After all, there is a high probability that there are elevators that can save a lot of effort.

"Let's go and meet up at the gym."

"Okay, Master Saint."

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