Conan: The truth lies only within the range of fire

On the Ferris wheel.

The five colors of light illuminated by the spotlights on the ground gathered together to catch Curacao's eyes.

Curacao had a splitting headache and tears of pain.

Genta, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko were panicked and at a loss.

Belmode, who was observing Curacao throughout the process, frowned: "What's going on? Didn't she regain her memory? Could it be that the message she sent to Rum before... wasn't sent by Curacao?"

With a splitting headache, Curaçao's consciousness suddenly seemed to come to a white space.

And her hands and feet were handcuffed to the bed.

Belmod walked towards Curaçao with a poison syringe in his hand: "It's your fault, Curaçao. Your unique brain remembers things that are detrimental to the organization. Your ability is indeed It's great, but if it's not used in the right place, it can become a big threat.

So... you understand, right? In the end, this is your destiny. "

Belmode put the poison syringe into Curacao's sexy chest: "Farewell, Curacao."

Just when Belmode was about to inject, a mechanical sound sounded.

"and many more."

Belmod frowned: "Could it be...why are you in a place like this? Rum?"

"Stay back, Belmode."

Belmod took a few steps back and distanced himself from Curacao.

The surrounding space was replaced by darkness, and garbled red fonts appeared.

"Curaçao, you have no color now. All you have is pure darkness. If you are in pain because of this darkness, just dye it into other colors. From now on, your special abilities can only be used by me. Whether it’s input or output, then you will be my right-hand Curacao.”

All of Curaçao's memories were restored, and his eyes were very sharp.

Yuanta and the three people who were still crying because of Curacao suddenly stopped crying when they saw Curacao's sharp eyes and shrank their heads in fear.

Curacao quickly regained his gentle expression and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Genta, Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, I'm sorry for scaring you. My memory has recovered. Thank you. Thanks to you, I can recover my memory."

After hearing what Curacao said, Yuantai and the other three people immediately returned to their smiles and cheered.

Curacao smiled and looked at Yuanta and the other three, whose eyes became softer and softer. He took out his mobile phone, but it was damaged and could not be turned on.

Curacao asked: "Do any of you have a cell phone?"

Mitsuhiko hurriedly took out his mobile phone and handed it to Curacao: "Sister Tianhai, I have my mobile phone with me, use mine."

"Thank you."

Curacao took Mitsuhiko's cell phone and when he opened the screen, he found that there were more than a dozen missed calls.

They were all missed calls from Conan, Ai Haihara and Dr. Agasa.

Curacao returned the phone to Mitsuhiko and said, "Conan and the others have called you a lot."

"Ah, really?"

Mitsuhiko took the phone and looked at it, then patted his head: "Oops, I probably touched it accidentally and turned it to mute. I'm going to get scolded later, but sister Tianhai, you can use it first, I don't want to do it now. Just get scolded.”

Mitsuhiko gave the phone to Curacao again.

After saying thank you, Curacao took the phone again and dialed a mobile number.

Belmod's cell phone vibrated in the coffee shop.

Belmode picked up the phone and answered: "Who?"

"Long time no see, Belmod."

Curacao's voice reached Belmod's ears.

Belmod smiled and said, "Your memory has indeed recovered."

"Yeah, you should be here to pick me up, right?"

"That's right, during this period of time, Golden Ale has caused trouble in Japan because of you."

Curacao was stunned for a moment, remembering the things Minatsuki Kamiya did as a fortune teller in the news he saw during his previous amnesia, and said in surprise: "For me?"

After lighting a cigarette in the cafe, Belmode said: "Ah, I told Jin Ale about your accident. He thought that your accident was caused by the Japanese police challenging him, so he planned to let the whole of Japan do it again." Big reshuffle, hehe, he really succeeded...

Curacao, I really can’t figure out what attracts Golden Ale to you. No matter how I look at you, you are a normal person. It seems that there is nothing about you that fits the aesthetics of a madman. "

Curacao's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Belmode continued: "Okay, no more words, Golden Ale should be on the way here now, there will be a lot of trouble happening later, but I have a question to ask you now, you When did you regain your memory?

I heard Rum said that he received the text message sent from your mobile phone. If the person who sent the text message was not you..."

Curacao recalled that during the period when she lost her memory, her cell phone was in Conan's hands for a while.

Curacao guessed that the text message from Belmod's mouth should be sent by Conan.

"Of course the text message you mentioned was sent by me. Is there any problem?"

Belmod frowned slightly: "Really?"

In this case, Kiel and Bourbon are no longer suspected.

Before that, Bourbon had only escaped from the warehouse because he didn't want to be killed for no reason.

Belmod said to Curacao: "Okay, Gin and the others will come to pick you up soon. The time is almost here, just wait a little."

Curacao's heart skipped a beat.

Gin is coming to pick her up soon, but she is on the Ferris wheel now...

Curacao looked at the sky fiercely. Are Gin and the others planning to pick her up in mid-air?

Curacao looked at Yuanta and the three people beside him. Aren't these children in danger? !

Curacao said quickly: "I don't need you to pick me up. I have a way to meet you myself."

Belmod asked doubtfully: "Curaçao, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel so weird?"

"It's okay. Anyway, I can do it alone."

Belmode said in a tone that could not be refused: "Curaçao, you have no right to choose now. Gin has arranged a helicopter to pick you up, and this is Rum's order. Okay, you can just stay at ease." Inside the pod, wait for the pumpkin carriage to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Curaçao sat silently in his seat.

Ayumi asked worriedly: "Sister Tianhai, you seem to be in a bad mood."

After deleting the call history, Curacao returned the phone to Mitsuhiko, then forced a smile and said: "It's okay."

Curacao took out the pure white, unpainted dolphin keychain and looked at it blankly.

If you continue to sit here, you will have to return to the organization, but these children...

Yuantai and the others asked curiously: "Hey, this is the keychain given by the dart throwing staff brother, right? What color does Tianhai sister plan to paint it?"

Curacao replied in a low voice: "I... don't know."

"Sister Hai, let's paint it gray that day, because sister Tianhai's boyfriend, Brother Kamiya, likes gray the most."

"Is it gray..."

Curacao looked at the bright smiles of Genta, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko in front of him, and his eyes gradually became firm.