One Thought, One Life, One Bodhi GL

"If things turned out like this, detective, what would you do?" After turning on the light, Hui Yuanai walked slowly to the hospital bed.

"Huh?" Conan was stunned.

"Then, take a step back. If people in the organization find out our identities, or even find my hiding place, and take Dr. A Li as a hostage, what will we do then?" Here, she glanced at a vertical lily in a vase by the window, "However, if that day comes, they will only eradicate me and anyone related to me, and will not leave a living .”

"Hey, what exactly are you trying to say?" Conan seemed to have finally calmed down, looking at her seriously.

"We're here to warn you."

"Tell me?"

"If you are driven by emotion and really reveal the organization's affairs to her, then she will definitely be one of the targets that the organization will try to eradicate at that time." At this point, Hui Yuanai looked at Conan quietly , his face was calm.

"When you say she, do you mean Xiaolan?" Conan was slightly startled, and his face became more dignified.

"Of course, do you think it's Uncle Maori?" Suzuki Jiu's voice suddenly came from the window.

"..." The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, he turned his face away, and chose not to look at her.

"Yes, Suzuki and I both think that she has discovered your true identity. Besides, I guess you must think that there is no way to hide it this time. And what you can do is to take the medicine and organize things , Tell her everything, so that you can be relieved." While speaking, Hui Yuanai also slowly came to the window, but his eyes no longer looked at Conan.

"What..." Conan was taken aback. He obviously didn't expect her to speak out his thoughts.

"What's so unexpected, this kind of thing, anyone who comes to visit the doctor will see your face at a glance. Since I can see it, she must have noticed it. Maybe she will still think in her heart, You will tell her soon." She slowly stretched out her hand and opened the curtain a little.

"Hey..." Conan said eagerly, wanting to struggle again.

"Huh? Detective, do you have any objections?" Suzuki Nine stretched his muscles, then jumped slightly, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Conan could only shake his head with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly.

"You have two choices now." Hui Yuanai said again, "One is that you continue to maintain your previous attitude and don't tell her anything. The other is that you don't take the fact that the organization will know your identity at all. , and tell her the whole truth."

Hearing this, Conan lowered his head, as if caught in a dilemma.

"Speaking of which, Haibara-san." Seeing that Conan was silent, Suzuki Jiu seemed to remember something, she turned her head to look at Haibara Ai who was looking out the window, "You are not afraid that I will tell you about the two of you becoming smaller." my sister?"

"Why should I be afraid?" The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and then she closed the curtain.

"If you ask why..." Suzuki Jiu was speechless for a while, obviously not expecting her to throw the question back.

"Because, Suzuki-san, you understood the meaning of the secret from the very beginning, so you will subconsciously keep the secret for us. Unlike some people, even if you know that the secret will be very dangerous, you still want to reveal it. .” Turning around, the smile on her face had long since disappeared.

"So that's how it is." Suzuki Jiu suddenly realized, no wonder her sister would always subconsciously excuse the two when she asked about it.

"Actually..." Conan smiled wryly, and slowly raised his head, "I have no choice at all."

"Hey, big detective." Suzuki Jiu looked at him in surprise, "You finally figured it out."

Conan seemed to have lost all his strength, and lay down again.

"It's withered." Stretched out his hand, stroking the hanging petals, "I never thought that someone would send a lily to visit the sick."

"It's not that guy Hattori." Conan sighed slightly.

"I remember." Suzuki Nine tilted his head, thinking, "There is a kind of flower that doesn't seem to wither..."

"What is it?" Xu Shi became interested in Suzuki Jiu's sudden words, and Conan subconsciously said.

"I can't remember." After a while, Suzuki Jiu shook his head.

"..." Conan was speechless, as expected he was too naive to take an eight-year-old child so seriously.

"Student Suzuki, it's almost time for us to go back." After the dust settled, Haibara Ai also spoke out at the right time.

"Hay."

"By the way, Xiaolan's college festival, do you want to come together?" Conan asked immediately as if he suddenly remembered.

"Don't go."

"No time."

What answered him were two voices that almost overlapped, and two figures from their backs that didn't look back.Seeing this, Conan smiled and shook his head, he should have guessed it a long time ago.

Friday morning, Suzuki House.

"Xiao Jiu, are you going to hang out with that boy detective team this weekend?" Seeing the figure opposite who was quickly finishing breakfast, Yuriko suddenly asked.

"No." Suzuki Kuku replied without raising his head.

"Then, the kid named Huiyuan from last time, is he free on the weekend?" Yuriko's mouth twitched, and an unknown light shone in her eyes.

"I don't know." Suzuki Nine was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, "Sister, why are you asking this?"

"Of course it's my sister, I'm going to take you to a fun place." Yuriko looked mysterious.

As soon as this remark came out, Suzuki Jiu buried his head and continued to eat.

"There are many delicious places." Yuriko took a sip of tea gracefully.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I'll go to the doctor's house right now and ask if classmate Huiyuan is free." Suzuki Jiu swept away the food almost instantly, and then got up energetically.

"Be careful on the road."

"Hay!"

So, another sunny weekend.

"This is..." When Hui Yuan Ai stood at the destination, she couldn't help but look at the guy beside her who was holding her hand.

I saw Yuriko leading Suzuki Nine and Huihara Ai standing outside a bustling gate. There were many students in uniform and people in casual clothes. typeface.Here it is-

Didan High School.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki Jiu looked at Hui Yuanai suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Hui Yuanai sighed slightly, and then lowered the brim of his hat a little.

Suddenly.

"As expected, you are here." A somewhat familiar voice entered Suzuki Jiu's ears.

When I looked up, I saw a girl with brown short hair and wearing the uniform of Didan High School appeared in front of me.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaojiu?" The girl quickly noticed Suzuki Jiu who was standing beside her. She squatted down with a smile on her face and touched Suzuki Jiu's head.

"Cousin." Suzuki Jiu said politely.

"This is..." Xu Shi sensed the hand she was holding, and the girl naturally also noticed Hui Yuanai beside her.

"She is my classmate, her name is Hui Yuan Ai."

"It's the first time we met. My name is Suzuki Sonoko. I'm Xiaojiu's cousin. Just call me Sister Sonoko." Sonoko introduced herself with a smile.

"It's the first time we've met, Sister Sonoko...sister." Hui Yuanai felt a little helpless. Thinking about it, this was the first time for her to call someone of the same age, perhaps younger than herself, as her sister.Really, embarrassing.

"Okay, Sonoko, let's go in quickly, don't you want us to watch your stage play?" Yuriko reminded at the right time.

"Hay."

The author has something to say:

Hao finally made his debut, but he felt that he had more scenes than Xiaolan, and he was guilty.But, Rubik's Cube is on purpose, poof.

So, Rubik's Cube worked hard before the New Year, hoping to have another chapter on New Year's Eve, come on!

It means that Rubik’s Cube will try to send red envelopes to everyone who left a message under this chapter. Although I haven’t figured out the specific situation yet, it’s almost Chinese New Year, and red envelopes are of course a must~

So, friends, let me see your hands~~PS: Due to the limited balance of Rubik’s Cube Jinjiang, we only limit the number of people who can send red envelopes to 30 for the time being. Well, it is estimated that there will be another red envelope on New Year’s Eve. Well, it’s just an estimate, please don’t Too much expectation, after all Rubik's Cube has a poor memory.