Shiho Miyano briefly digested these contents and continued to ask:

"So, how do you choose people in this kind of time and space shuttle? What are the rules?"

"I don't know this either." Ming Jue spread his hands and felt that the blanket was about to fall off, so he quickly pulled it up.

"In addition, I have only three people here at the moment. There are too few data and I can't analyze it."

Mingjue is actually clear about how the comic book picks people. Those who come here are all related characters in the comic "Detective Conan" and will not leave this category.

As for more specific screening, he guessed that it should be to select characters who have an influential influence on the plot line.

If you randomly summon a cannon fodder in a certain mystery unit drama, then summoning it will have no value, and instead waste energy.

But there is no need to say this.

Shiho Miyao nodded and didn't speak anymore.

She was roasting the fire, staring at the fire, and the fire flashed and faintly reflected on her face, making her look particularly cold.

She is not a talkative person, and she doesn't have much to say. She is satisfied with her curiosity and loses the desire to continue talking.

As for the current environment, she looked at the car next to her and thought about it.

Obviously, this is still a modern society, and the biggest change from her original world is that time will be slightly different.

As for more, she doesn't want to explore it yet.

This extremely incredible thing happened to travel through time tonight, and she needed time to simply digest these things.

If she doesn't want to speak, it doesn't mean that Toru Amuro has nothing to say.

He was very curious about this girl who came from the same world as him, and felt a sense of intimacy when he met his fellow villagers in this strange world.

Similarly, she also wanted to chat with the other party to relax.

He observed clearly that although the girl came to the fire, she still did not trust them in essence and was in a very alert state.

Although there is nothing wrong with this state, it is inevitable that you will think randomly and doubt everything.

"Do you have a surname Miyano? I used to know a couple with the surname Miyano..."

Amuro recalled her eyes and remembered the Miyano Elena who gently bandaged his wounds when she was young.

If she hadn't taught him not to care about his skin color and other people's opinions, he might have gone astrayed by other people's strange eyes and ridicule.

But they had moved long ago and he never saw them again.

And there was also the reason why he applied to the police academy to find her.

"Middleman with the surname Miyao..." Shiho Miyao quietly raised his ears.

Although she felt that what Toru Amuro was talking about was unlikely to be her parents, she still wanted to hear the story about the Miyano couple.

"That was when I was a very young..." Tomota Amuro pulled the fire.

Because he met a man of the same surname as Miyano in this strange world, he was very interested in telling these things that he had never told anyone.

"At that time, they opened a clinic in my town. Because my skin color was different from others, I didn't fit with other children, and I was covered in injuries almost every day."

At that time, the injuries on his body were fighting with them. He hated those people's erotic eyes when they looked at him. He had golden hair and black skin, just like a monster.

At that time, he knew nothing, and the only way to choose was to fight.

Beat until they are scared, and until they shut up.

"At that time, I accidentally entered their clinic and found that she had the same hair as me. I seemed to have found a sense of identity and often went there for the doctor to bandage my wounds."

"She said a lot to me and told me that I am unique and that I don't need to be inferior because of my hair color or skin color. We are all the same people..."

Toru Amuro said, as if he had returned to the clinic that year and saw Dr. Elena squatting down and gently treating his wounds.

He still remembered what she said.

Although everyone has different appearances, after tearing off the skin, everyone has the same flesh and blood. The evidence is that everyone living in this world has the same red blood.

"She was so gentle, I seemed to see an angel."

As he said that, he seemed a little shy and covered half of his face.

But this did not stop Mingjue from seeing the expression on his face.

He smiled very gently, his expression was like the person he said.

"Later, I never cared about what others thought of me again. Instead, I often deliberately hurt myself in order to see her in the hospital..."

"What happened later?" Miyano Shibo listened very seriously.

Her mother was also a very gentle person, but they all passed away when she was very young.

She had too little memory of them that she listened very seriously to the same surname just because she was just listening to them.

"Later, they moved out of my town, and I never saw them again..."

Amuro looked up at the night sky above his head. The stars were densely covered with stars, and each one seemed to represent a person.

I don’t know how they are now, their daughter should be as old as him.

Akira listened again, looked at Amuro Tomo, and then looked at Miyao Shiho.

After watching the plot, he felt a little subtle at the moment.

The Miyano couple are Miyano Shiho's parents, but Tomori knows nothing about it.

Shiho Miyao didn't know that the person Amuro was talking about was her mother at this moment.

In other words, in this strange environment, there is no need to hide your past. Tomo Amuro can tell the story about them when he hears the surname Miyao.

Otherwise, Shisao Miyao would never know that the person in front of him had any interaction with her parents.

Ming Jue thought about it and decided to point out this matter.

"What is the full name of the person you are talking about?" Ming Jue tilted his head and spoke curiously.

"Elena, her name is Miyano Elena." Amuro's words were clear.

He remembered this name for many years.

Hearing this name, Shiho Miyano was stunned.

She never expected that she heard the story of her mother from a stranger, and she never expected that she would have an intersection with people who knew her parents in this other world.

Looking at Miyano Shiho's expression, Akatsuki spoke at the right time, "What's wrong? Have you ever heard of this person?"

Yamuro's eyes flashed and looked at Shiho Miyao nervously.

He wanted to know where they were.

If this girl knew them...

The next second, Shiho Miyano spoke in a complicated expression.
Chapter completed!