The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"So, Sumi has always cared about that cemetery..."

Shimabukuro Kimie turned around when she heard the voice and said this hesitantly.

Hattori Heiji looked at the two of them talking back and forth, feeling a little annoyed: "Hey, wait a moment!"

"You keep talking about mermaids and mermaids. Are they really mermaid bones?"

Shimabukuro Kimie was stared at by him, her eyes dodged for a moment, and she said uncertainly: "I'm not sure..."

"Although people on the island said so, the police from the main island said it was the charred body of a middle-aged woman."

However, Naoko Kuroe laughed sharply twice: "Middle-aged woman? What a joke!"

"You can only say that if your bones below the waist are still intact, right?"

"Waist, below the waist?" Uncle Maori looked at me in confusion.

Fukuyama Rokuro stood up from the corpse, his eyebrows slightly drooped, his expression a little depressed, as if he didn't want to recall that appearance.

"Because when the warehouse caught fire, three large pillars were burned and pressed on the waist of the charred corpse, so the bones of the entire corpse were shattered."

Hattori Heiji was puzzled: "Then in this case, there is nothing to be surprised about, right?"

“The problem comes after we remove the pillars.”

Fukuyama Rokuro's voice was a little cold, and there was a look of fear on his face.

"Because the corpse had no feet!"

"Wha, what?!"

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji and Conan were both shocked.

"Where the legs should be, the body is a completely weird piece, just like the legendary mermaid."

"So later on, the TV made a big fuss about the discovery of a mermaid's body..."

He closed his eyes and chuckled with a complicated expression.

"Our high priest also became a celebrity overnight."

Shimabukuro Kimie also smiled distressedly: "Because of this reason, many tourists at that time secretly ran to the back mountain with ulterior motives, hoping to find the so-called 'mermaid tomb'."

"In order to prevent further tomb robberies, my grandmother asked someone to quietly move the cemetery to the depths of the woods last year."

Uncle Maori asked, "Who is the person who moved the cemetery?"

"I don't know," Shimabukuro Kimie shook her head slightly, also looking like she didn't know the inside story, "Grandma just said he was a trustworthy person."

"So, the only ones who know the location of the cemetery are the old lady and the mysterious person who moved the cemetery?" Hattori Heiji gave a brief summary.

"Cough cough."

Maori Kogoro coughed twice, pretended to be reliable, looked at the dark woods and the fast-flowing stream, and said to everyone: "In short, whether it is suicide, homicide, or an accident..."

"Let's take Miss Sumi down the mountain first and wait until the police arrive."

Fukuyama Rokuro picked up the body of Ebihara Sumi, and his eyes could not help but linger on her miserable face for a moment.

"If it was murder, then Shoumei, who came to the wilderness without a care in the world at this time, must have some unspeakable secrets."

Then he withdrew his gaze, slowly stepped on the soil, and took a few steps.

"Your fiancée is dead, but your attitude is still so cold..." Naoko Kuroe glanced at him meaningfully.

"That engagement is just a product of the old and backward times, the so-called 'parental orders'."

He stopped and looked back at the mocking Kuroe Naoko, "It has nothing to do with me."

Soon, he took another step, his tone faint.

"Besides, both of them are no longer in this world."

Conan always felt uncomfortable looking at the weird atmosphere between these "childhood playmates".

Why do a few people who have received modern education have such feudal and superstitious ideas and firmly believe in the existence of mermaids?

But Mr. Fukuyama clearly seems to reject the ideas of the old era.

He looked up and saw that Hattori also had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Hey, Kudo."

Hattori Heiji suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I have an idea, do you want to verify it together?"

"what idea?"

"If Miss Sumi really wanted to find the mermaid's grave, she would have left traces of her search in this woods. If we check, we'll know if that's why she's here."

Conan thought for a moment, then nodded.

Hattori Heiji smiled and waved his hand towards Maori Kogoro: "Uncle, I'll leave Kazuha and the others to you. I'll go take a look in the woods with this kid."

Uncle Maori squeezed out a pair of dead fish eyes and shouted at him: "It's so dark in the woods, what are you doing there?"

Conan turned on the flashlight mounted on his watch and waved it at him.

Hattori Heiji smiled and ran away with Conan.

These two little devils...

Uncle Maori sighed, led Fukuyama Rokuro and others, took the body down the mountain and waited for the police to arrive.

Hattori Heiji and Conan, holding flashlights, slowly went deeper into the woods along the direction of the stream.

The forest is very quiet at night, with no cicadas buzzing or birds singing, only the gurgling sound of the creek.

Even with the light of the flashlight, most areas were still very dark to them, as if a wild beast would jump out of them at any time to devour people.

They followed the river for a while but found no trace of the search, only a path that went straight along the stream.

It was as if Miss Sumi was coming here with a clear purpose.

"With these signs, could it be that someone specifically asked her out?"

Hattori Heiji looked at the path, somewhat puzzled.

"Assuming it was a homicide, someone might have taken the risk to tell her the location of the cemetery, and she might have come to the appointment." Conan shone the lights on the surrounding trees and did not find any strange marks on them.

Hattori Heiji said with a sour smile: "But besides the old lady who presided over the festival, there is only one mysterious person who knows the location of the cemetery."

"If we rule out the old lady, then the identity of the mysterious man is crucial."

"This island gives me a weird feeling everywhere." Conan frowned and continued walking forward with a flashlight.

"Do you feel the same way?" Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows, followed quickly, turned his baseball cap around, and put his hands in his pockets.

"I've always had this feeling, ever since I first learned that Ms. Saori was missing. The more I walked into this island, the more uncomfortable I felt."

"A living person just disappeared like that, and nobody cared, whether it was her friends or family, even the shop owner where she worked didn't care."

"The people here are a bit cold and indifferent. An island like this should have a local feel."

Conan nodded. "And their belief in the existence of mermaids is really weird. Even if it is used to create a tourist attraction, it is a bit too fanatical."

"The charred corpse case three years ago is also of concern."

He walked along the stream subconsciously while thinking.

However, before he had walked far, he was pulled back by Hattori Heiji behind him.

Conan came back to his senses and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Hattori Heiji hushed him and pointed to the bushes not far away.

There were faint voices coming from that direction.

Conan turned off the flashlight, and they slowly approached and gently lifted the bushes. The whole process was very quiet and made almost no noise.

Looking out from the gaps between the leaves, I saw a small open space outside the bushes. The open space was full of colorful flowers, almost filling the open space and forming a sea of ​​flowers.

This sea of ​​flowers is located on the edge of a sea cliff. At the end, there is a steep rock wall, below which are several scattered reefs. The waves beat rhythmically against the cliff, playing a relaxing beat.

Two figures sat at the end of the sea of ​​flowers, facing the vast ocean.

One of them was Lilith, a purple-haired girl whom they had met once on the boat. She was still wearing the snow-white fleece coat, with her short skirt tucked under her body. The hem of her skirt swayed in the sea breeze, creating a slight ripple in the sea of ​​flowers.

The other person was Professor Lecter, whom Conan remembered so vividly.

Conan almost screamed, but quickly covered his mouth and didn't really make a sound.

Professor Lecter was wearing a burgundy dress that he had never seen before. It looked very luxurious and the fabric was very exquisite.

He was still holding the long black umbrella that Conan had used when he first met him.

From their direction, they could only see the backs of the two people, but they could vaguely hear from their tone that they were having a pleasant conversation.

But that was all. The voices of the two people barely reached their ears, but they couldn't hear the specific content.

Why is the professor here?

It seems that he also knows Miss Lilith...

Just as Conan was trying his best to sort out the connection between the two, a fallen leaf fell lightly on his head.

He picked up the fallen leaves casually and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression coming from above.

He raised his head stiffly.

The blue-haired girl called Xiaoyu was sitting on the branch above his head, holding her chin and looking at them with interest.

"It's wrong to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, kid."

Conan, who was looking at her, felt his body getting heavier and he was having trouble breathing.

It was like sinking into an abyss of unknown depths. There was no light, no sound, only the iron-like heavy pressure of the water.

Under the deep sea, he met a pair of eyes, an eye that was much larger than his.

Then came the huge creature that emerged from the darkness.

He suddenly woke up, gasping for breath, his back soaked with sweat.

He was almost suffocated in the deep sea, under the pressure of that huge monster.

what is this? !!

Hypnotizing?

Conan turned his head to see what was happening with Hattori Heiji, but was stunned.

But Hattori didn't look as embarrassed as he seemed. Instead, his eyes were lit up with excitement and he was extremely excited!

"That's it, that's it!"

"I finally remembered... This is the feeling I want!"

Hattori Heiji was a little incoherent, pointing at the girl and grinning: "You are the big whale!"

"Magic...Magic is real!!"

Conan was a little scared when he saw his friend's crazy look.

"Hattori, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I couldn't be better!" Hattori Heiji excitedly grabbed Conan's collar, "Do you know? Magic is real!"

"I finally remembered that lost memory!"

He spoke faster and faster: "Remember the last time I was ambushed by the murderer and fell into the sea?"

"I thought I had fainted and was picked up by the search and rescue team, but there was more to it than that!"

"I was shot! And I was awake for a long time under the sea!"

"I saw a giant whale, as big as a football field. I also saw a miraculous violet blooming on the seafloor. Oh, and there was also a bronze coffin!"

"Beside that bronze coffin, not only was I able to breathe underwater, but the gunshot wounds on my body also healed quickly!"

He asked Conan as if to prove something, his eyes serious: "You remember, right? When I was rescued, there were bloody holes on my clothes, but there were no wounds on my body."

Conan opened his mouth. Although what Hattori Heiji said was a bit far-fetched, he did have an impression of this incident.

But it's too magical for him to believe in magic...

Hattori Heiji looked at the girl in the tree again: "That's her, she is the big whale that lived for three hundred years. The moment I saw those eyes, I remembered her!"

"She's the one who made me forget what happened under the sea."

The blue-haired girl sighed and jumped down from the branch.

"I didn't expect your willpower was so strong. If I had known, I would have eaten your memory completely instead of sealing it up."

Xiaoyu chuckled, revealing two small canine teeth, and pointed at Hattori Heiji's head: "Come, I'll give you a replacement."

"You want to eat people?!" Hattori Heiji looked at her in horror.

Xiaoyu smiled even more happily: "It won't hurt, I'm just eating memories."

"By the way, you have to let me eat some too." She looked at Conan who was standing beside her with a confused look on his face.

Conan just felt that he was still living in a dream and had not woken up.

He pinched his thigh and his face winced in pain.

It’s not a dream!

Then how did my brother become such a fool?

Why did this world suddenly become magical?

Where is the science!

Hattori Heiji is still struggling over there.

"No, I absolutely cannot forget it. I can't let you eat my memory!"

"Tsk, alright." Xiaoyu retracted his fangs, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hattori Heiji indifferently.

"Anyway, even if you remember it, it doesn't matter. Other humans won't believe you if you tell them. After all, you don't know magic."

"......" Hattori Heiji was silent for a while.

This seems to be the case.

But it’s a good thing not to forget this memory.

As a human being who knows about the existence of magic, he may have the opportunity to use this advantage to benefit mankind in the future.

"So how did you become a human? Didn't you say you were going to help guard Lilith's tomb?" he asked Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu said as a matter of course: "Because Lilith suddenly woke up for some reason."

Hattori Heiji thought about the push he had made and looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened.