Untitled Conan II

He was quiet for a while, as if he was waiting for me to calm down, and then he got up and sat next to my bed, holding my hand and slowly began to tell about the accident that happened on Valentine's Day.

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What Xinyi knew was also his own investigation after this. In the early morning of February 2, he went to Xueshan Villa with Xiaolan, Yuanzi and his uncle. Something happened there, so that he didn't come back until this afternoon.

I found out about this as soon as I came back, and at that time, I was already lying on the bar of the coffee shop unconscious.

After settling me down and letting Xiaolan take care of me, he ran out non-stop to find out what happened to the accident, went to the scene to check for clues, and even called the Traffic Division of the Metropolitan Police Department in the name of Kudo Shinichi The police officer Yumi learned about the situation.It wasn't until night fell that he came back to see me worriedly.

"This accident was initially determined to be an accident. Because the owner of the car was buying cigarettes in a convenience store on the street at the time, the police judged that the hand brake of the car might be loose, causing it to rush down the uphill road. At that time, Miss Shengdao and Brother Afeng wanted to go to the opposite side, Miss Shengdao pushed away Brother Afeng at that time, and she had no time to dodge..."

"So—the truth?" I looked at him.

"The truth is..." He looked at me for a moment, then turned away... "I don't know either."

I was taken aback.

"If I tell you that this is just my wishful thinking, would you believe it or not?" He seemed to take a deep breath, then turned his head to stare at me again, "In this accident, whether it is witnesses or physical evidence, Still, there is nothing suspicious or wrong about the various signs at the scene. It can be said that the police's judgment is reasonable and reasonable. Only my intuition tells me otherwise."

I looked at him for a while, pursed my lips and said, "I believe you."

He hooked the corners of his lips, leaned forward, and put his hand on my forehead, "You are still running a fever, can you leave the rest to me? You just need to rest in peace."

Raising my hand to hold his hand that was still on my forehead, I slowly shook my head, "No. I want to investigate with you."

He didn't show an expression of surprise, but shook his head helplessly, and said connivingly, "That's good, but we'll have to wait until your health recovers."

I lowered my eyebrows, and I was silent for a while, then raised my head suddenly, "Is there a camera near the uphill road?"

"Yes, because there is an intersection not far away." He nodded, but the expression on his face was not at all relaxed, "I also thought of this, but the police officer from the United States went to check and replied to me that the surveillance camera just happened yesterday. It was being repaired, and nothing was photographed at the time of the incident."

Frowning, I lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he stopped me, and he stared at me with a straight face, "What are you doing?"

"Confirm." I looked back at him earnestly, got off the bed without hesitation, put on my slippers, swayed and walked to the computer desk.

He quickly supported me, sighed softly, but stopped me no longer.

Enduring a splitting headache, I restrained the white dizziness that flashed in front of my eyes from time to time, and operated the computer with trembling fingers.

"There are indeed maintenance records." Sliding the mouse, I browsed the records inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

A sigh came from beside him.

"But," I closed my eyes and opened them again, "this is still wrong..."

"what?"

Panting for a while, I clearly felt that the temperature of my whole body was dangerously high, and my consciousness seemed to be melting and evaporating in such a high temperature.

"Compare the previous maintenance records... Those monitors have either aged for a long time or suffered external damage, but this one was only updated last month, and there has been no collision accident... It doesn't make sense... "

"Girl? Girl! Cheer up!..."

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In the following time, I was in a drowsy state of waking up and sleeping, except that on the day of the vigil for Xiaochun, I insisted on getting up and went to Shengdao’s house to burn a few sticks of incense, and stayed with her for the last time until I supported her again. Could not help fainting.

Later, my body began to gradually improve.

After Xiaochun's official burial, I have almost fully recovered.During this period of time, I never saw Haruke Kuroba again.

It was the weekend. In the morning, the four children from the Boy Detective Team came to visit me together and brought me cakes and flowers. The three energetic little guys added a lot of joy to my house, which I haven’t seen laughter for a long time. The sunshine and joy made me, who had been depressed for the past few days, not immune to the infection, and I faintly brought out a smile.

Conan stood aside and looked at me with a smile in his eyes, and made eye contact with me from time to time, bringing tenderness and comfort in his eyes.

Perhaps because my face showed a bit of fatigue, Conan began to urge the children to leave.

Xiao Ai walked at the end and saw that the other three children had already gone out. She walked up to my bed without saying a word, stared at me for a while, and when I didn't know why, she turned away and said Qing Leng said softly, "Thank you."

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I understood and laughed, "How is sister Mingmei?"

"Yeah." She turned back to look at me, her face was still expressionless, but her eyes were unabashedly sharp and direct, as if she wanted to see something from my expression, and after a long while, she said lightly, "Sister let me I say thank you on her behalf."

"Nothing." I tilted my head smiling.

"Also," she paused, then held out her hand.

"Huh?" I picked up the exquisitely packaged small box from her in doubt, and I looked at her questioningly.

She ignored my expression, turned around and walked out, walked two steps, stopped again, did not turn her head to look at me, left a sentence, "Christmas gift." and went out.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Conan who had been standing aside, and his eyes met. He shrugged and spread his hands, with a smile on his face, "I'm still thinking about where Huiyuan went some time ago, so that's it."

I pursed my lips and smiled, looking at the small box lying on the palm of my hand, I felt a lot more relaxed.

After taking a nap in the afternoon, I received another visitor, this time it was Fuji Shusuke who I hadn't seen for a long time.

"You don't need to get up," he smiled and sat down on the small sofa in the room, he looked at me and said, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's all right now." Nodding with a smile, I looked at his sportswear and the tennis bag on the side, "Did Senior Fuji go to play tennis just now?"

He followed my gaze to the tennis bag, nodded, and said with a gentle smile, "I don't have anything to do today, so I went to the tennis club to have a look, and played a round with Taocheng by the way."

"Senior Taocheng has a long time now... I don't know how the tennis club is managed by him now—" I sighed with emotion.

Bu Er chuckled, but didn't answer.

"By the way, Senior Fuji..." I was stunned for a while, then I suddenly said, looking at him, "May I ask you something?"

He looked back at me, still with a warm smile on his face, "What's the matter?"

Biting my lip, I said in a low voice, "I remember Senior Fuji said that you used to live in Chiba, right? I think...can you ask Senior Fuji to accompany me to Chiba?"

He was silent for a while, his voice still warm, "May I know the reason?"

I looked down at my bloodless fingers on the quilt, and said slowly, "I want to see Brother Afeng."

"Heiyu-kun?" Fuji's voice was still so soft, like the cold willow wind blowing in March, penetrating into people's hearts.

"Yeah." I nodded and looked up at him.

"Okay." He nodded, and smiled under my slightly surprised gaze, "but there is one condition."

"What condition?" I looked at him suspiciously.

The smile on his lips deepened a bit, like the black-bellied bear in my impression who wanted to make trouble, "Xiao You is no longer studying in Qing Xue. So you don't need to call me senior or senior, right?"

"...Well." Looking at him suspiciously, I nodded, and then asked, "Then what should my name be?"

"Hmm~" He pointed his chin with his index finger, looked up at the ceiling for a while, and then looked down at me with a smile on his face, "Isn't that like calling Tezuka brother?"

Not an accident ([-])

When I woke up in the afternoon, I saw an email from Shinichi on my phone, saying that I was going to accompany a few children to a house to help find things, and asked me to stay at home obediently and not run around.

So, under Bu Er's half-smile look, I sent him a reply letter, telling him to go out for a while and come back at night.

"Well, from this point of view, Kudo-senpai really isn't missing as in the rumors~" Fuji looked at me with a smile while rubbing his chin, "Xiao You can still get in touch with him, so I can rest assured."

Hehe giggled twice, I got up with cold sweat all over my forehead, and went to the bathroom to change clothes.

It didn't take much time to get to Qianye, but it took a lot of effort to find someone.

Because I can't show up, I asked Fuji to go to Kuroba's house to inquire, but was told that he had left the house early in the morning; Fuji called Saeki to inquire, but he was neither at the tennis court in Liujiao, nor at the grandfather's In the amusement park.

Just when the two of us were running around like headless chickens, I accidentally heard the sound of waves not far away, and a thought flashed through my mind.

"Fuerqian...Brother Zhou Zhu," it was difficult to adapt to the change of address for a while, I almost bit my tongue, and after a few dry laughs, I continued under his smiling expression, "Let's go to the beach to see! I remember when I was a child, Brother Afeng would like it every time he encountered unhappy things.