𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒗𝒆𝒛, 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒗𝒐 𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒋𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒆𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐, 𝒑𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒂𝒍, 𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒍.
𝑶𝑼𝑴𝑨- Eɴsᴇʀɪᴏ, Sᴀɪʜᴀʀᴀ-ᴄʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜsᴛᴏ ᴀʜᴏʀᴀ ᴀ ʟᴀs 10:50 ʜᴏʀᴀs ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ɴᴏᴄʜᴇ?
𝑬𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒊-𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒐, 𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒖𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒐 𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒚 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒆 𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒗𝒆𝒛 𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐.
𝒀 𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆, 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒖𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒄𝒐 𝒂𝒖𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂 𝒔𝒖 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒖𝒗𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒍𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒋𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒛.
𝑆𝐴𝐼𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴- Bᴜᴇɴᴏ sɪ ᴇsᴛᴀs ᴅᴇᴍᴀsɪᴀᴅᴏ ᴄᴀɴsᴀᴅᴏ ᴇsᴛᴀ ʙɪᴇɴ Kᴏᴋɪᴄʜɪ, ᴍᴀʟᴀ ɪᴅᴇᴀ.
𝑂𝑈𝑀𝐴- sɪ sᴀɪʜᴀʀᴀ-ᴄʜᴀɴ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴇᴛʀᴇᴇ ᴄᴏɴ ᴇʟ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀɪᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ᴜɴᴀs ᴇsᴛᴜᴘɪᴅᴀs ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴄɪᴏɴᴇs.
𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊 𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒛𝒐 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂 𝒍𝒂 "𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂" 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒗𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒔 𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏̃𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒂 𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒂 "𝑫.𝑰.𝑪.𝑬" 𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏̃𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒂 𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒔.
𝑬𝒏 𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒔 11:00 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂.
𝑂𝑈𝑀𝐴- Aᴍᴍ, ᴄʀᴇᴏ ǫᴜᴇ ʏᴀ ᴍᴇ ᴠᴏʏ ᴀ ᴅᴏʀᴍɪʀ, Sᴀɪʜʀᴀ-ᴄʜᴀɴ ʏᴀ sᴏɴ ʟᴀs 11. 𝑫𝒊𝒋𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝒚 𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒐.
𝑆𝐴𝐼𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴- Oʜ, ʙɪᴇɴ Kᴏᴋɪᴄʜɪ, ᴅᴜᴇʀᴍᴇ ʙɪᴇɴ ᴄᴀʀɪɴ̃ᴏ.
𝑂𝑈𝑀𝐴- Cʟᴀʀᴏ ʏ ᴍᴀs ᴘᴏʀǫᴜᴇ ᴛᴜ ᴇsᴛᴀs ᴀ ᴍɪ ʟᴀᴅᴏ, ᴀᴜɴǫᴜᴇ ʜᴏʏ ᴅᴇʙᴇʀɪᴀs ʜᴀᴄᴇʀ ʟᴏ ᴍɪsᴍᴏ.
𝑆𝐴𝐼𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴- Oʜ ᴄʟᴀʀᴏ ɪʀᴇ ᴇɴ ᴜɴ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛᴏ.
𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒏̃𝒐, 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔, 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒆𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒃𝒂 𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒂: 𝒆𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒐, 𝒑𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐, 𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒍.
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