The Man They Were Talking About

Also known as "Today I also jump repeatedly between saving people and being rescued" There are four protagonists, the world is not connected, and there is no cp. Please see the introduction below in order. The introduction is a special short story written by one person. Note: The protagonist may be ripped apart/there are too many knives/the protagonists are different/the official match will not be removed/family and friendship oriented/there are bloody descriptions Your comments are the motivation for me to update. (^V^) I am fully aware of my own shortcomings and any suggestions are welcome, but please use polite words. I decided to fine-tune the plot and correct typos after finishing the entire book. Later chapters of the Bunno chapter (completed) Chapters 1 to 46, supplementary chapters The main plot of Conan is excluded and some original cases are excluded. The rest of the world is loading... The Hunter comic series has begun again, and the specific content of the Hunter chapter will be changed based on the information revealed in the original work. Summary: The protagonist in the Fumino chapter is resurrected repeatedly in order to have a future without regrets. The protagonist in the Conan chapter is reestablishing trust with people while organizing. The protagonist in the Curse Chapter asks everyone to trust and save people. The protagonist in the Hunter chapter raises children in Meteor Street after being decadent. Zao Mingye [Travelers will eventually leave] Due to the continuous cycle caused by the supernatural power, his friends regarded him as a strange stranger, and his familiar companions looked at him with doubts. Only he could remember the memories of the past, and the changes he made could only lead to bad endings. His sanity finally collapsed and he was lost in this chaotic time. No matter how hard I try, I can't succeed in the end. I've seen too many other people's deaths, depravity, madness, loneliness, and sadness, and I can't make them all happy no matter what. The perfection he begged for and the future he expected became small and distant under the blows one after another. He retreated into his shell silently, escaping from the past that only existed in his own mind, and trying to make himself feel better by staying away from friends who could not remember him. But he still activated his ability "Day of Farewell" The squinting detective wearing a detective hat asked him, "What do you think is the best ending?" He looked up and looked at the sunset that he had watched countless times. The sun is setting, and dusk is about to be invaded by night. I only took one bite of the popsicle in my hand. The calico cat on the wall is walking forward slowly. My gradually translucent body is light and airy, like the clouds in the sky. When the temperature rises, it will turn into rain. Maybe it will gather into a cloud again soon, waiting to become rain next time. "Who knows... But at least everyone must be well, Detective-sama." Hayata Akeno closed her eyes tiredly and fell back. He suddenly looked stunned and thought of something. Yes, in all the future, there is still a method that has not been used. This method must, must be possible. "Big idiot." There was no trace of him on the ground, and the power was successfully activated. Cicadas were chirping, grass brushed his face, he opened his eyes, and the moon rose across the horizon. I really want you to remember me forever; But in the only reality, he pushed everyone away I miss you so much, I really want you to be safe. So, he really succeeded. If a traveler doesn't have a bond with someone, he won't have anyone crying for him. Looking at everyone with such gentle eyes, they all saw that something was wrong, and now even that guy Dazai is bothering Lord Ayumu! Akeno is a big idiot! Soichi Haneda [Grey Star] The young detective in the wheelchair wore an eyepatch on his left eye and stared at the white snow outside the window with his only dark eye. The water in the glass in his right hand had cooled down. There were unlabeled pill bottles scattered on the table. The biting cold wind hit him, and the snow fell in. The room turned into a puddle of water, and there were no lights in the room. It looked particularly eerie against the dark decoration. The open window in front of him was the only source of light, which happened to shine on him. The twelve o'clock clock on the wall clock rang, but he still looked out the window motionless. Today the "murderer" will be sentenced to life imprisonment. He has no extra emotions towards the irrational murderer. He just suddenly remembered it and couldn't help but recall the farce. He thought for a moment until the phone on his lap began to buzz. "I'll be there in ten minutes." He took a shallow breath, put down the water glass, skillfully wrapped the broken leg with a sock, took out the prosthetic leg and put it on. The inadvertent touch made the leg that had been hidden under the blanket tremble unconsciously. He pursed his lips, grabbed the armrest and stood up from the wheelchair, put on his black coat, tied up his messy hair, put on black gloves, took out the wooden crutch and knocked on the floor with a "dong dong" sound. Then, close the glass window and draw the curtains, letting the room return to darkness again. Always remain rational, and he has used his own mistakes to prove the cost of trusting others. The sad savior of the newspapers is dead. He rubbed his face, trying to erase unwanted thoughts from his organization. Today is recycling day. When I went out, I happened to see a neighbor's child putting out kitchen waste. He greeted him politely. "Good afternoon, Mr. Haneda." "Good afternoon, Xiaolan." Go to the corner, open the door of the Porsche 356A and get in. "People once thought that going to the universe was just a fantasy, so why can't I place my hope in an organization that is leading the medical field of the times?" He once answered an interviewer from the organization in a pretense of ease. You can't go back, you don't know what's right or wrong, you can't regret, you can only move forward. Only when you see that thin figure will you feel at ease. After everything is over, you should be able to have a good rest. The grave must be chosen in a quiet place. Later, he felt that this idea was indeed correct. After all, there were always chattering people around him, so he should be able to be more peaceful after death. Jing Yuan Shi [The future after my death] The boy who had stopped growing long ago sat on the grass and yawned boredly. He saw in the distance, on the noisy streets where children and their families were walking hand in hand, a white-haired young man with bandaged eyes was buying desserts that would kill anyone. The "boy" who looked no more than seventeen years old looked at his friend who was a head taller than him, and once again strengthened his mind - he must grow taller! In the distance, he saw the head of the sect wearing a cassock sitting on a high throne with a bottomless smile on his face, like a Buddha statue. Below him were countless believers who were worshiping and begging devoutly. The boy lay down, curious about the changes in his friend over the years. He saw in the distance a black-haired doctor in a white coat with thick dark circles under his eyes, holding a can of coffee in his hand and staring at the report on the paper. The boy curled his lips and didn't want to drink it. It was obviously very bitter, so why should he drink it? He saw in the distance that the teacher who was worried about the problem children had become the principal, holding a doll in his hand all the time. The boy made a small calculation in his mind. There were already so many in the room, so he had to ask the teacher for a few. The generous teacher would definitely agree. So what to do? Jingyuan Shi Nunu mouthed, everyone in the family was lying quietly in the lake, and no one knew who carved his name on the unmanned tombstone. To explain that his body was taken away by unknown persons when it was fresh, and he woke up inexplicably. He pretended to be unresponsive, so he was used for a period of time by a craniotomy, but because he secretly tricked the other party into thinking it was not useful, he replaced it with another one, and then he came back? The rotten oranges will definitely come after the smell, so it's better to run away. Then the following scene suddenly appeared Meeting friends on the road 1 Azure's six eyes couldn't see any clues, and she gritted her teeth. "Did I allow you to touch his body?" Meeting friends on the road 2 The bracelet with the beads fell off, and the mantra spirit came towards me. "Who are you anyway?" Meeting friends on the road 3 After quitting smoking for such a long time, I smoked a pack of cigarettes again after a long absence. "I'm going to cut off the meat piece by piece until I can pull you out of him!" Meeting my former teacher on the road Colorful cute doll cursed with fist to the flesh "Don't insult my students' bodies!" That was not me before, but! ! ! ! It's really me now! ! ! ! Jing Yuanshi was beaten and sent running around the world. Moreover, even if you don't believe it, this body is still the original body! Can't you be gentler? ! ! Shocked, I was chased by my former friends and beaten by my teacher. Is this the loss of human nature, or... (Being dragged away) Delt [fallen leaves return to their roots] He takes care of a group of children in Meteor Street. No, there are no real children in Meteor Street. There are only children who are born in ignorance and are involved here, with innocent and cruel hearts, fighting for their lives in a bloody battle. Probably because he thought of his young brothers who had passed away, he protected them in a way that did not belong to his hometown. Or maybe he is dying soon and hopes to have something to eat while he is unable to move. After all, my friend who was very excited and wanted to do big things said that when the game that shocked the world was completed, he would be given a spot... Although they have now parted ways. Today's bread is what I earned in a day's "work". Want to eat it? Then just sit tight. The unreliable guardian used his thoughts to fix the disobedient people in their positions. The book was dug out of the newly dropped airship. Go back to your room and sleep, and I'll read you a bedtime story. The unreliable guardian used his thoughts to pin the disobedient people to the bed. Literate? Well, I'm glad you want to learn. The unreliable guardian tried to touch his head but was avoided. "I picked up a new child, and he will be my family from now on... Don't look at me with such a disgusting expression, then he will be my companion from now on, how about that?" The unreliable guardian comes back with a dirty child tied up who is full of resistance. "You learned how to read," Delt said. "You are indeed the smartest, Chrollo." Delt never mentioned anything outside Meteor Street. "You've been outside." But the black-haired boy said confidently. "Yes." Delt stirred the spoon. "Why come back? Because it's boring outside?" "No." "Because the people outside are very strong?" "No." As a result, I didn't ask in the end. "Then from now on, you can talk about the outside world." "... Okay." Chrollo was not familiar with Nian at first, but as he gradually learned, he no longer had to hide behind Delt. He has the right to speak in Meteor Street, where the jungle prevails. "I want to take them away." The endless waste seems to never end, but the world in the book is not like this. There are prosperous cities, delicious food, and luxurious items, but they are not here. He wants to go outside. "I wish you success." Delt opened his hand, not surprised, and just motioned for the other party to hug before leaving. "Everyone hugs you." Delt hinted that he was the last person to notify him. The other party was rarely stunned, and finally took a few steps forward, lowered his head and hugged this man who had small wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes because of his smile. So, has it been so long? Sitting next to the bed and telling her adventures as a bedtime story, it attracted everyone and made them more energetic as they listened. It seemed like it happened last night. He has endless stories to tell, about the beautiful aurora, the huge world tree, the ruins under the deep sea, the ruins in the desert... His eyes are full of memories. So, why come back after going out? Why don't you want to go with us? Why... In this chaotic and narrow meteor street, looking up at the brief flash of the North Star through the polluted sky. The sign that guided me was the North Star in the sky. I didn't expect that I would come back after going around in circles. My dear family, I will welcome you home with open arms when you return. ... Before I leave. I'm thinking about inserting old enemies/relatives, etc., And letting the protagonist fall into a branched existence in addition to the original characters. There is no archived manuscript, so it is always subject to change. Intention: I hope those difficult endings can be changed