Untitled Conan II

once? !

My heart sank.

"It's a pity that she died before she had her own name." Yukimura's tone was very flat, so flat that it was almost impossible to think that he was talking about his own sister.

"How—how did she die?" I asked tentatively.

Yukimura glanced at me, his eyes were as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

"She was strangled."

Lost for a moment, I was so startled that I could only widen my eyes and was speechless.

"By my own biological mother." The corners of his lips curled up slightly, showing a startlingly beautiful smile. The strong contrast between Yukimura's expression and what he said made me feel a cold chill spreading from the bottom of my feet To the top of the head, "It's in the cradle my father bought for her. I have been hiding behind the door, watching her cry from crying to being silent..."

By his... mother...? !

"I've known since I was a child that I'm different from other people." He leaned back on the sofa as if weary, closed his eyes slightly, and began to talk, "My appearance and innate talent...whether it's In terms of academic ability and motor nerves, I am much better than ordinary children.

It's just that no matter how beautiful and popular I am at school, it can't change the fact that I'm an abandoned child in Yukimura's house. "

He opened his eyes and looked at me without moving, just asked, "Xiao You, do you know the tradition of the Fujita family?"

Tradition?

I shook my head.

"It is said that it has been followed for hundreds of years." He curled his mouth, but did not smile. "The children of the Fujita family are all intermarriages, especially the descendants with our hair color and eye color."

what……? !

I froze for a moment, then felt wrong again.

If it is a close relative marriage, it is understandable that Yukimura and Yuu have a marriage contract.But before that, how to explain the three marriages of my mother, Yuu's father, and Yukimura's mother?

He probably understood my thoughts from his expression, and a slight smile flashed in his eyes, "It was probably when I was four years old. I overheard it from hiding outside the room. Originally, it should be my mother and Fujita...Xiaoyou's father, Fujita Kagetetsu, has a marriage contract. However, the sole heir of the Fujita family broke this rule and made a private appointment with the young lady of the Atobe family for life. My mother also lost and stayed in the Fujita family The meaning of being appointed by the family to marry my father, and then I have me. However, I don’t know anything about Xiaoyou’s mother. In fact, today is the first time I know. In previous generations, the Fujita family had three double purple children."

——It turns out that there is such a complicated story...

talk and get to know ([-])

"Actually, the name Yukimura Seiichi does not exist in the family tree of the Yukimura family." Yukimura sat on the sofa with folded arms, his eyes fell on the painting from a distance, "I am there, a completely transparent people."

He frowned, but didn't interrupt. I knew that he just wanted to talk, not to be sympathized or comforted by others—not to mention, he was as proud as he was, and he didn't need it at all.

"As long as I can remember, I've been undergoing regular medical checkups," he glanced at me. "I've been sick, injured, and never sent to the hospital. I've known for a long time that there must be something hidden in it." secret."

I froze for a moment, and the scene when Yukimura fell ill and was hospitalized before the Kanto Competition instantly appeared in my mind.

Then the fake nurse who changed his medicine at that time quickly flashed before my eyes-suddenly, I finally realized what Yukimura was trying to tell me by saying these words.

At that time, I knew that the person who pretended to be a nurse was Mrs. Yukimura, but I still couldn't understand why she treated her child like this.

But now, I seem to understand a little bit—I remember what I said to Sanada and the others at the time, that the drug did not do much harm to the body, but it could create a false impression of normal—

From this point of view, the illusion should be to hide Yukimura's real physical condition——

and many more!

In that case, is it possible that Yukimura is the same as me and Yuu...?

But it's not right, the situation when he got sick was obviously different.What's more, Xi Rui's father, who "operated" on him at that time, couldn't possibly be ignorant of this situation——

By the way... I remember that before the operation for Yukimura, I was deliberately sent away to Karuizawa by Ling Yang's father, and I didn't get any reason or explanation for doing so afterwards.

Connecting these intermittent things together, I seem to understand something, but I seem to be more confused. I only know that things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

Frowning, I tried to sort out the mess in distress, but I couldn't figure out a clue. I was upset when a hand suddenly covered my head, and then gently Touched.

I was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw Yukimura was looking at me with a smile, the indifference when he was talking just now was gone, and the original gentle and beautiful smile was still on his face.

"I think these may be helpful to you, and," the corners of his lips raised, his slightly narrowed eyes were full of captivating light, as if he had instantly become the person standing on the tennis court The son of God who can look up to, smiled and looked down on all beings, "Fate or something, isn't it for people to break? Only incompetent people are afraid of this kind of thing."

destiny……

I was stunned because of his last sentence, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

-----Dividing line----

I remember when I was very young, my father hugged me and said that my name - "Yu" was given by my mother.Because she wants me to be free and unfettered for a leisurely life.

However, looking back on these short 12 years, I found that I have always been bound by the ridiculous shackles called fate.

In fact, if I really want to talk about restraint, I am restraining myself, right?

Always envious of Longya's unrestrained and casual nature, but never really tried hard to win it, instead complaining about the injustice of fate and life.

Ridiculous, isn't it?

------Dividing line------

Two days later, I received a call from Ninzu, saying that Xiaoyou had woken up and was fine, and thanked me for what happened before.

We chatted for a few words, but they were just alienated and polite sentences. Some things were said, but it made the relationship that could still be joking and jokes awkward and strange.

A few days later, it was Japan's sports day.

This day, after dinner in the detective agency, I habitually sat on the edge of the sofa holding a cup of tea to digest my food, and Xiaotian obediently lay on my lap.

"Tomorrow is Aunt Eri's birthday?" I asked in surprise.

"Shh—keep down." Quickly gestured with his fingers to silence, he glanced at the kitchen, then at Uncle Maori's bedroom, and then lowered his voice, "That guy Xiaolan won a hotel voucher in a lottery , and began to assert itself.”

"Well~ it may not be sister Xiaolan's wishful thinking, right?" I rubbed my chin and smiled.

"Hmm... Uncle bought a necklace worth [-] yen, and Xiaolan saw it on purpose, so it's not a coincidence," he put his arm behind his head, and leaned back on the sofa leisurely with one leg raised.

"That's not bad, the family should always be together!" Putting down the teacup with a smile on my face, I touched Xiaotian's head, and saw the little guy shaking his nose and opening a pair of wet and dark eyes looking blankly. Look at me, as if I just woke up.

"But if you say that, you and sister Xiaolan should both go with you, right?" The index finger was being pulled by the little furry paw, feeling a little itchy, and I curled the corner of my mouth.

"You guessed it wrong." He looked at me, then at the little fox on my lap, his eyes narrowed and he seemed in a good mood, "Xiao Lan said she would stay and take care of you, and I will stay too. Just let The husband and wife have been to the world of two people."

"Eh?" Looking up unexpectedly, I frowned, "But it's Aunt Eri's birthday, so I hope the whole family will be there, right?"

Moreover, according to the general law, this situation of free travel or entertainment after winning the lottery is definitely the prerequisite for most events to happen.If the protagonist Conan is not around, who will solve the case?

"Hmm... How about I go back to Hei Yu's house to stay for two days?" I suggested, pointing my chin.

He blinked and pointed himself, "Where do I live?"

"You?" I said as a matter of course, "Of course I went with Uncle and the others~"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, with a puzzled face, "My surname is not Maori, why do I have to follow?"

"Uh..." I couldn't find a reason to refute for a moment, I struggled for a while, and then asked embarrassingly, "Which hotel is that?"

----split line----

Fortunately, in the end, it was my own hotel, so it was very convenient to arrange.According to Xiaolan, the more people there are, the more lively the birthday celebration is, but it still feels a little embarrassing to follow up so cheekily.

It's just that, seeing that it was going to be past 12 o'clock, Uncle Mao Li looked drunk and didn't mention the topic of birthday at all; then when he was taking a bath, a dead body appeared inexplicably in the room, and was rushed to Ditch police officer as a suspect.

It's no wonder that Aunt Yingli's face is dark - it's really a pretty bad birthday.

"Hey, hey Shinichi," talking to the boy beside me, I glanced at Aunt Yingli who walked away pretending to be serious after getting the gift, but turned her back to Aunt Yingri who was giggling, wondering, "Obviously Uncle and the two of them like it very much." The other party, why should we separate?