The Split-Actress in Conan's World

If the incident at the Twin Towers taught Conan anything, it was that it made him realize how unscrupulous the organization really was.

This suspected terrorist attack did not cause any waves in society, but rather remained calm.

Even if an armed helicopter of unknown origin appeared in Japanese airspace and strafed the building.

Conan didn't dare to think too deeply about what this meant.

He fell into a state of confusion.

When dealing with ordinary criminals, what he has to do is very simple, that is to deduce, solve the case, find out the evidence and methods of their crimes, and then hand them over to the police.

All this is so natural, because no matter how incompetent the police appear, few people will doubt the nature of the order they represent.

He never thought about what would happen to these criminals in the future, what kind of punishment they would receive, or how he could argue to reduce his sentence.

In any case, there is no doubt that they will pay the price for their actions.

However, when it comes to their attitude towards the Black Organization, some groups that should have expressed their opinions have remained silent time and time again.

He doesn't understand.

This is understandable. After all, whether in stories or in reality, if one wants to firmly defend justice, this kind of doubt that is enough to shake one's cognition is inevitable.

Not all heroes are born with the courage to fight darkness all their lives.

Not all heroes can live their lives smoothly.

Their path to growth is often tortuous and even circuitous.

Obviously, our little Sherlock Holmes does not have the same strong heart as the real Sherlock Holmes. His understanding of the world is still very superficial, and his understanding of justice is only superficial.

He may have mustered a lot of courage and prepared himself to sit in front of the chessboard and play against the darkness, but he did not yet understand that the most important thing was not to think about how to make the moves, but to see the opponent clearly.

He had not yet seen the darkness he was facing.

If Sherlock Holmes really came to reality and saw the distressed young detective, he might put down his cigarette and chuckle.

If you can't even see what darkness looks like, how can you prove the light that you know?

Chiyoko had no idea that her friend was pondering the nature of his own beliefs.

He only knew that he might have to face his dark nature.

Haibara Ai is indeed a woman from the Black Organization. Even if she looks expressionless and cold in her normal days, when she gets angry, she can still reveal a murderous aura that can make people's backs chill.

At this moment, she was standing in front of the coffee table with her arms around her chest, staring at Chiyoko who was sitting obediently on the sofa, without saying a word for a long time.

It's cold as ice.

She has been like this since this morning. Chiyoko went to the doctor's house for breakfast as usual, but was met with her glare.

His first reaction was: What happened to him?!

It took only 0.1 seconds for him to quickly search his mind for things he had done that might have caused Haibara Ai to go crazy.

Was it because he was discovered several times when he secretly gave the doctor extra food?

No, that shouldn't be the case, otherwise the Doctor would have been there too, and he wouldn't have been the only one to suffer.

Did she know that he had hidden all the coffee?

If this was the case, he wouldn't look so bad...

After all, it was because of that incident...

Chiyoko had some guesses in her mind, and she sat even straighter, not daring to speak without permission, for fear of irritating Haibara Ai and escalating the situation.

After a long time, Huibara Ai seemed to be tired of standing and snorted coldly from her nose.

Seeing an opportunity, Chiyoko quickly jumped up from the sofa, held her shoulders with a flattering smile, made room for her to sit down, and trotted to the kitchen to pour her a glass of warm water.

Haibara Ai raised her eyebrows and glanced at him. Seeing that this boy looked like a loser, she felt uncomfortable to vent her anger.

After all, as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person.

It turns out that sometimes it pays to be thick-skinned.

After taking some sips of water, the cold aura around Haibara Ai finally subsided a little. It wasn't as cold as a spring breeze, but at least it was just a little colder than usual.

This is already a rare victory.

Sometimes all that’s needed between people is this first step of softening. Once the relationship begins to ease, everything will be easy afterwards.

Chiyoko knew that she had gotten away with it this time.

"This morning I checked the box containing the antidote and found that one pill was missing." Huihara Ai put down the water glass and glanced at him lightly, as if waiting for him to give her an explanation.

"Yes, I took it." Chiyoko admitted it without hesitation.

Since she brought it up now, it means she has her own ideas about this matter. It is useless to quibble, and it will easily trigger her emotions again.

Just tell the truth and everything will be fine.

"Why did you ignore my warning? I clearly told you that taking this antidote might lead to drug resistance. You can't take it casually until a new antidote is developed. Why do you have to do it secretly... Do you think I'm exaggerating?"

Chiyoko shook her head at first, "I don't think you're scaring me."

"Then you still..."

Before Huiyuan Ai could finish her words, he interrupted her, "I know that this version of the antidote has flaws. Restoration will be accompanied by severe pain, and the recovery time is very short."

"But no matter how flawed it is, it has the effect of restoring me to my original form, allowing me to have combat power that this child's body does not have."

Chiyoko's eyes were serious.

"Have you ever thought that the next time you take the antidote, you may completely lose the chance to change back to your original appearance and can only be a child?" Haibara Ai didn't think this reason could convince her.

"Have you ever thought that if I was afraid of this unknown possibility and didn't choose to take medicine, you would have died in Beihu Restaurant."

"The drug resistance I develop from taking the medicine may make it impossible for me to grow bigger, but if you die, then I will never be able to grow back."

"No matter who it is, they can answer this simple multiple-choice question correctly, right?"

Haibara Ai was speechless for a moment, unable to refute for a moment.

When Chiyoko saw that she was wavering, she was secretly delighted and quickly took advantage of the situation to attack her and add fuel to the fire.

"I can choose not to take the antidote, but I cannot be without it when I need it. I think you can understand this."

"And it was precisely because I trusted you and didn't turn a deaf ear to your words that I took your feelings into consideration and quietly took the medicine. Besides, I only took one pill for emergency use."

"You know me well. If I really didn't take it seriously, I could have taken a whole box of medicine without any scruples and wouldn't have cared about your feelings."

After a series of combined punches, Haibara Ai had to admit that what he said made sense.

She couldn't find enough grounds to refute him. She couldn't get angry and accuse him of entering and leaving girls' rooms at will, right?

Finally, she took a step back and compromised a little: "I can give you the antidote, but you must make sure to use it only when absolutely necessary, and inform me every time you take the medicine so that I can understand the situation."

"If you take the medicine without telling me, I might miscalculate the data, causing problems with the subsequent antidote."

Chiyoko raised her hand and said, "Teacher, apart from the last rescue, I have never used the antidote privately!"

Seeing that he was still in the mood to act weird, Haibara Ai waved her hand speechlessly and was about to chase him away.

However, Chiyoko suddenly changed the subject and attacked her unexpectedly.

"Mr. Huihara, may I ask why you are counting the number of antidotes so early in the morning?"

"I just happened to feel like giving it to you?" Haibara Ai said calmly, picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, then reached out and lifted the hair that had fallen from her ear.

Chiyoko narrowed her eyes.

"You didn't lie to me and took inventory this morning, but actually found it last night, right?"

"I vaguely remember that when I took the medicine, there were already two empty grooves in the medicine box..."

Haibara Ai was a little restless, but she quickly suppressed it. She leaned back on the sofa calmly, met his gaze, and didn't seem to feel guilty at all.

"It shouldn't be that Mr. Haibara wanted to test the medicine and then found out that the quantity was wrong, right? That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"Of course." Haibara Ai said confidently.

Although I don't know whether she is referring to it or not.

Chiyoko saw through the woman's flaw at a glance and sighed.

"You're still talking about me. I told you not to test the drug on yourself, but didn't I fall on deaf ears?"

Huiyuan Ai was still stubborn: "No!"

"Then where did you get the experimental data on your computer?"

"It's... it's the little white mouse!"

Chiyoko squeezed out dead fish eyes and said: "Now find a little white mouse that has eaten APTX4869 and show it to me?"

"..."

There was no movement.

After all, I know this woman's nature. She is the kind of person who will only respond to hard tactics and not soft ones. If I don't force it a little, even if she agrees verbally, she will still go and try the medicine herself.

Chiyoko raised her finger and said, "Let's make three rules. I promise not to steal drugs in the future, and I will report to you every time I take the drugs. And you stop using your own drugs for testing. When you need experimental data, contact me and I will provide it."

Seeing Haibara Ai nodded without hesitation, he knew that this woman was going to play the game of pretending to obey but actually disobeying. She agreed on the surface that she would not do it, but she was probably thinking in her heart that she would do it more covertly next time so that he would not find out again.

He said viciously: "If I find out that you secretly test the medicine on yourself, I will steal all the antidotes you make!"

"Come here three times a day, morning, noon and night. I will never let you leave any antidote behind!"

Haibara Ai widened her eyes, as if she had not expected this person to make such a shameless threat.

But under his tyranny, they had no choice but to accept the treaty reluctantly.

......

Dusk is a romantic time.

When the sun and the moon alternate, there is always a moment when they coexist in the sky. At that time, the almost melting tenderness of the setting sun and the clear and graceful light of the first moon are intertwined, painting a layered background in the sky.

The Japanese also call this time "Omomo".

In Japanese legends, dusk is often the prelude to the appearance of monsters, and after that, the night parade of one hundred demons begins.

These legends originated in the farming and weaving era, when people worked from sunrise to sunset and rested from sunset to sunrise. In order to remind people not to go out at night and be attacked by wild beasts, a series of stories and legends were fabricated, giving the moment of dusk a bizarre meaning.

However, in another more well-known Eastern culture, there is a more restrained and gentle yearning for dusk.

Although it takes different forms, it often symbolizes separation and frustration.

Xiang Wanyi feels unwell and drove to Guyuan.

As soon as I went to Zitai and Lianshuomo, I left the Qingzhong to dusk alone.

The lonely empty courtyard is late in the spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the place and the door is closed.

And so on.

Of course, compared to these, there is more of a unique vitality.

If the early morning is the fire of life, then noon is the burning firewood.

The dusk is like a piece of charcoal that is hiding its heat. It seems to be about to go out, but in fact, its residual heat is endless.

Therefore, dusk has another pleasant meaning.

Reunion.

Just like a new spring meets old stone, or an old tree meets young crows.

Outside the window of the Jiang Gutian Psychological Clinic, there were three or two crows standing on some dry and bare branches. They quietly lowered their heads and pecked at their feathers, occasionally spreading their wings and flapping them a few times, and then standing there steadily.

As if they noticed something, their black eyes turned around, and finally locked onto a leisurely figure behind the desk in the room through the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Professor Lecter refurbished his pen holder. The previous British royal style golden nanmu pen holder no longer suited his taste. Now he was not very fond of this style that seemed too stable, so he replaced it with one made of orange jade.

Adam stopped outside the door, knocked gently on the open door, walked in with a tea tray, placed the teacups on the coffee table, and then unloaded a few plates of snacks.

He tucked the empty tea tray under his arm and skillfully picked up the teapot. The clear, sweet-smelling scented tea flowed slowly from the spout, filling three-quarters of the teacup.

"Thank you." The uninvited guest on the sofa thanked him politely, took off the somewhat exaggerated black top hat on his head and put it aside. Then he picked up the tea tray with one hand, twisted the lid with the other hand, and took a sip.

"Nice tea." He put down the teacup, raised his eyebrows slightly, and praised generously.

Adam took it calmly.

Compared to the time he spent as a killer EVA in Shangri-La, he spent even longer training as a butler.

"You have a very qualified butler. He reminds me of an old man who used to follow me." The man on the sofa was wearing an extremely formal black suit. From the collar to the sleeves, belt to trouser legs, every detail was meticulous and serious, like an old-fashioned gentleman from the last two centuries.

Seeing that Professor Lecter didn't seem to be in the mood to reply for the time being, he didn't get angry and patiently tasted another piece of dessert.

I have to say, although he has good patience, this hospitality also gives enough respect to his patience.

"It seems that at least in terms of taste, we are quite similar."

The man raised his head and looked at the oil painting "Divine Punishment" that occupied half of the wall. He looked at the knight's blood-stained armor, the bloodless silver sword, and the devil's unrepentant grin.

Professor Lecter was not in a good mood.

He turned his head to look out the window and met the eyes of the crows that were staring at him curiously.

He doesn't like crows.

It was not because of the so-called "unlucky" saying, but simply because in his impression, birds like crows often play the role of uninvited guests.

On the sofa, the other crow withdrew his gaze from "Heavenly Punishment" and leisurely savoured this somewhat late "afternoon tea".

It looked like this would probably be a restless evening.