Conan: I won’t clean up my innocence after joining the organization

[Host, host, stop laughing, everyone is looking at you]

Seeing Tanihara Ai laughing non-stop, the system still spoke weakly.

As soon as the system's reminder sounded, Tanihara Ai's hand that patted Conan's head froze. Seeing that everyone was still looking at him, he touched his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I'm just kidding."

"Xiao Ai..." Xiao Lan also didn't know how to smooth things over for a while. After all, she was indeed rude this time.

Conan, who was about to vomit after being slapped, covered his head, but glanced at Ai Tanihara beside him.

Although Tanihara Ai jumped out of her way, it was actually rare to interrupt others at an inappropriate time.

"Hey, Sister Tanihara, what were you laughing at just now?" Conan stretched out his little hand and tugged on Tanihara Ai's sleeve, and his innocent childish voice made Xiaolan lose her mind for a moment.

It's so similar, not only in Conan's appearance, but also in the birthday mentioned by several people just now.

Every time it confirms the new one.

Shaking her head, Xiaolan suppressed this thought again.

Fool, this won't happen. It must be because I always miss him.

Fool, I am such a fool.

A touch of loneliness appeared in Xiaolan's eyes.

At this time, Tanihara Ai glanced at Sonoko, who was confused, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This laughter broke Xiaolan's mood, and she thought of something again when she looked at Ai Tanihara.

"Suzuki Sonoko turned into Suzuki meatballs, haha." Ai Tanihara subconsciously said a long-lost flower-growing family saying.

Seeing that several people were still a little confused, Ai Tanihara returned to using Japanese that everyone in the world can speak.

"Just Meatballs," Ai Tanihara drew a circle in the air with her finger, "In the gardener's language, your name should be Suzuki Sonoko, not Suzuki Meatballs."

Seeing Tanihara Ai start to suppress her laughter again, Sonoko, who finally reacted, pouted and blushed a little.

"Mo, Xiao Ai, you are serious, I am not a meatball, my name is clearly, Yuanzi! How is Yuanzi?"

Pu Siqinglan's eyes were dark for a moment, but she quickly adjusted and quickly said that she didn't explain clearly just now and there might be some misunderstanding.

Tanihara Ai was not prepared to hold on to it, but the flash of murderous intent still made her lower her eyes.

The atmosphere returned to before again, with Conan lowering his head and his glasses reflecting.

When everyone walked back to their rooms, Tanihara Ai looked at Conan who was following behind her and raised an eyebrow.

He didn't stop, he just kept walking.

"Little detective, what are you curious about again?"

Conan didn't hide anything and said, "Tanihara, are you a flower grower?"

The person in front of him stopped, and Conan also stopped in the corridor.

I thought this person would still be vague about himself, but I didn't expect that the person in front of me nodded with a relaxed tone.

"Yes."

There seemed to be some pride in his tone.

"Then why are you here?" Conan, who finally discovered part of Ai Tanihara's secret, asked quickly with his eyes lit up.

However, this routine of answering every question was dismissed with a chuckle, and she only replied, "Secret."

"Tsk." Conan looked a little dissatisfied and didn't say much. He still wanted to investigate Pu Siqinglan.

A person who hides his identity and reveals his faults is much easier to investigate than a dead can that cannot be pried open.

Ai Tanihara returned to the room and sat on the sofa to rest for a while, then picked up the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea.

A cup of tea was pushed aside, and Tanihara Ai raised her eyes and smiled at the person behind the door.

"Xiaolan, would you like some tea?"

Although it was unclear how Tanihara Ai noticed him, Xiaolan also walked out from the side.

After confirming that Conan was gone, he sat on the sofa.

"Xiao Ai, do you still remember what I asked you to investigate before?"

Rubbing her fingers uneasily on the wall of the cup, Xiaolan hesitated to speak.

It seemed that everyone was hiding something from her, which gradually deepened the uneasy feeling.

But when she raised her head, the person in front of her smiled gently, which dissipated the uneasiness a little.

"Xiaolan, do you hope Conan is, or is he not?"

Xiaolan was stunned and looked down at the cup of tea.

But only a moment passed. She nodded, then shook her head.

Deep down in her heart, she didn't want to be deceived by everyone, and more importantly, how would she face it if Shinichi was really Conan.

Tanihara Ai smiled, "Want to know the answer?"

"Xiao Ai, I want to confirm for myself whether he is Shinichi."

That answer might be more acceptable to her.

Xiaolan drank all the tea before leaving.

Ai Tanihara stretched out her hand to say goodbye to the figure closing the door.

Her fingers tore off a sticker from her sleeve, and Tanihara Ai brought the sticker to her eyes without any surprise.

"Hey, little detective, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Conan sat weakly against the wall, took a deep breath, and then smiled bitterly.

"Do you still want me to help hide it?"

"Well, please."

The eavesdropping equipment was crushed.

Conan put down the headset.

"Lan, I'm sorry."

Time passed in the evening, and after someone was killed, Tanihara Ai was also called out of the room by worried Xiaolan and Sonoko to avoid being alone.

As we all know, here, as long as you are alone, something will happen. This idea has been engraved in the DNA of every Mihua person.

Walking towards the lobby of the ship, Tanihara Ai's eyes, which were still slightly narrowed due to sleepiness, suddenly sobered up a little.

Takagi Wataru, who was next to Officer Megure, also waved and said hello when he noticed Tanihara Ai's gaze. He completely forgot that he was still at work at the moment, but was stopped by Officer Megure's look.

Tanihara Ai smiled slightly and waved her hand in response.

Looking back, her gaze fell on another place.

After that day, she was a little afraid of seeing a face similar to his.

Even if it had been expected, even if it had been confirmed.

Maybe it's the law of the world.

He was so much like the person she loved that when she saw him, she felt sad for a moment.

【Host? 】

He is not…

The system wants to remind you like this.

Tanihara Ai understood and shook her head.

'I know, because my heart won't beat for him. ｀

"Xiao Ai? Are you sleepy?" Xiaolan looked at Tanihara Ai's face that had not changed much, and she always felt exhausted from where she didn't know where to start.

Tanihara Ai leaned on Xiaolan's shoulder and closed her eyes, her voice a little muffled.

"Ah."

At this moment, she understood something.

The chronological order in which a person appears is not important.

She had done nothing for him, and in these days, she would only see that man growing old with the destined one.

I……

Open your eyes slowly.

Tanihara Ai pinched her thigh.

Under the double pain, I finally regained my emotions, which made me almost cry in pain for a moment.