Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

In the dream, Miyano Akemi was killed by gin again and again.

This is a nightmare, but it is also a future that has not yet been realized. Hui Yuanai can stop this nightmare from happening if he can return here.

But, no chance.

With the current status of a little girl, without even an identity certificate, she may be forced to leave this dirty and messy room in a few days because the lie cannot continue.

Leaving here, I really don't even have a foothold of my own, and I am homeless.

Just like the name, sad.

"Why does fate always play tricks on me like this, bringing me back to the past, but destroying the hope of saving my sister!"

Hit the table beside him hard.

With a mournful expression, Xiao Wai sat slumped on the chair, leaning back against the cobweb-covered ceiling.

The thread of fate is like these spider webs, which entangle themselves and then eat away.

No one can help yourself.

I can't even save my sister.

From the beginning to the end, the value of my coming here may be that I saw Qin Jiu kill my sister in front of my own eyes, and my sister once again protected 'myself' and lost her life.

"Why... teasing me like this... why... I just want to save my sister..."

She closed her eyes, covered her eyelids with brown bangs, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Like a trickle, soundless, it is dissipated in the air without falling to the ground.

The hand on the mouse lost all strength and dropped down.

What Hui Yuan Ai can do is to silently count the remaining days, wait for the day when her sister dies, and quietly take a look at her body.

Kneeling helplessly next to her sister's body and weeping bitterly.

Laughing at myself for going back to the past, but still not having the strength to save her sister, she could only watch her die in front of her.

"I beg... anyone is fine... as long as you can help me save my sister... even if I have to leave, I can... please... save my sister..."

The current Haibara Ai is just a helpless seven-year-old girl.

In this small room of dust, cobwebs, and stale air, pray for an impossible result.

No one will respond to the girl.

No one would care about a dark-haired figure hiding in the dusty corner of this world.

It's no longer possible.

The gods did not respond to Xiao Ai, and no one would open the door at this time to give the girl the 'power' she needed.

The clock is ticking.

The room is so quiet that you can hear the sound of spiders preying on small flying insects.

"Boom--!"

The roar of an angry dragon resounded through the street outside the window, blocked by the high fence.

This is the sound of a locomotive.

Hui Yuanai opened his eyes, and looked out the window with a blank expression. It was a voice he was very familiar with, and it was Gongsheng's motorcycle.

Chapter 30. The public is not the Virgin

Is it hallucinations?

Reappearing at this time, this person who was denied by himself at the first time and could not help him at all.

Back to that rainy night again...

Xiao Ai closed her eyes, and recalled the day she traveled through time, disappeared from the top platform of the Mihua Building where the snow was falling heavily, and came to this world of "there is still a sister".

His whole body was covered in white snow, blood flowed from his body, and his temperature dropped rapidly uncontrollably. Only in a daze of vision, he saw a boy walking in front of him.

He held out his hand.

Holding himself in his arms, he didn't hesitate from the first second he saw him, even he knew the truth, he was a trouble.

He still didn't hesitate.

Being hugged tightly in his arms, lying on the warm chest, he didn't have to worry about the wind and rain, and could feel the warmth that belonged to him constantly invading his cold body.

"is it him?"

He is the one who resists the most, and he is the one who is the least likely to help him, but every time he needs help, he is the one who thinks of him, and he is the one who looks forward to it.

The weak hand was raised and supported on the seat.

Standing up from the chair with her young body, Xiao Ai listened carefully to the roaring locomotive of the angry dragon, passed by the road outside the fence, and finally stopped at the next door.

Next door to Dr. Ari is Kudo House.

"Why is he here?"

Xiao Ai's rationality once again overcomes sensibility, ends the memory of the rainy night, and thinks carefully about why Kosei appeared in Kudo's house at this time.