King of 25 Cubs

I turned my head and looked at the boy blankly.

The child seems innocent and cute at first glance, but the eyes behind the glasses are shining with intelligence and cunning.

"Conan, don't drag other people's clothes!"

A long-haired beauty who was about my age ran over and hurriedly bowed to me and apologized: "I'm sorry... Conan, you should apologize soon too!"

The boy blinked and said in a long voice, "I'm sorry."

"……It's ok."

Since he was noticed, he definitely couldn't just leave.

I glanced back at Dazai, signaling that he had a chance to slip away on his own.

Unexpectedly, Dazai bent down instead, looked at the boy with a smile, and asked him, "What's your name?"

"Conan, Edogawa Conan." The boy smiled confidently: "I'm a detective."

The long-haired little beauty laughed dryly and rubbed Conan's head: "This kid usually likes to play detective games."

...Edogawa?

This is a rare surname, I fell into silence, and then sent another message to Edogawa Ranpo:

[I am a senior sister: Do you have a son who lives outside? 】

The other party quickly replied to me:

[The world's number one detective: Huh?How can it be? ! ! 】

[I'm a big sister: or a younger brother living outside. 】

[The world's number one detective: I'm the only son in my family... Forget it, you can send that person's photo. 】

As expected of Luanbu, it seems that he has guessed who I met, so he sent him such a message.

I took a photo of Edogawa Conan and sent it, it took almost three seconds, that's right, three seconds, no more, and I got a call from Luanpo.

"It turned out to be that kid."

That kid?

"I just happen to have a little friendship with his father. In this way, you will avoid other people and grab him secretly, stare into his eyes and say: 'Kudo Shinichi'."

I thought the name sounded familiar, and thought for a while: "Isn't this the high school detective who often appears in newspapers?"

Thinking of some possibility, my eyes fell on Conan Edogawa who was running around to investigate the scene, and I didn't dare to answer: "No way?"

Which brand of drum washing machine was used to make it shrink like this?

On the other end of the phone, Luanbu said in a leisurely tone, "You have a companion beside you who can't meet the police, so hurry to get away? Call him 'Kudo Shinichi', he must not have the energy to pay attention to your companion."

"How do you know that?"

"How simple, isn't it the truth that can be seen at a glance? The photo you sent is the background of the hospital, and with your strength, it is generally not easy to be injured. If you are injured, you can deal with minor injuries; if you cannot deal with serious injuries or If you are sick, your first choice is the medical department of the military and police, if the military and police can't solve it, you will come to Xie Ye."

"So if you go to the hospital by yourself, you must go with someone else; the kid who claimed to be surnamed Edogawa must have stopped you, otherwise you wouldn't ask him about his relationship with me; if there is no problem with your friend's identity, Naturally, you don't think about sneaking away and being stopped; since you plan to sneak away, it means that it is not easy for him to run into the police."

It only took the other party three seconds to make a clear deduction.

"As expected of Mr. Ranpo, awesome!"

I praise him very much.

Ranpo praised me very much, and said triumphantly: "Of course, I am the best famous detective in the world!"

After hanging up the phone, I looked up at Dazai.

He himself was not in a hurry at all, and even looked left and right leisurely, listening to the police asking for the alibi of the stranded people from time to time.

After a while, he came to my side: "I know who the murderer is. Did you see the pharmacy director who was kneading the hem of his clothes? It's her."

You smart people with an IQ against the sky are endless, right?

I blinked: "Where's the criminal evidence?"

Dazai shrugged: "I don't know, I observed it through micro-expressions."

Fine.

"...Are you going to expose the murderer?"

Dazai's gaze landed on Edogawa Conan who was running around but was still part of his attention: "Forget it, there's that little detective."

Perhaps the detective has a keen sense of smell for criminals, and he has been eyeing me and Dazai from the very beginning.

Let me put it another way, the guy next to me is indeed an ex-con with a bad file.

"I'm going to talk to that little detective, and you take the opportunity to leave secretly."

As soon as the words fell, Dazai grabbed my sleeve.

He sighed, and said calmly: "Actually, I can sneak out by myself, but..."

I showed a confused expression: "But what?"

He withdrew his hand indifferently, and turned his head slightly: "I want to walk in the sun with Yuguo, advance and retreat together, and don't need to hide. I don't know when this wish will come true."

I froze for a moment, and then said frankly: "I am your supervisor, and I have the right to give you a good score for the observation period, appropriately reduce the risk, and shorten the period. But how long it will be shortened is not up to me alone. of."

"I know." Dazai's lips curled into a smile, and his tone was light and soft: "I mean, I will work hard."

I lowered my head and stared at my toes, gave a "tss" and hummed softly, "Whether you work hard or not has nothing to do with me."

Leaving this sentence behind, I walked quickly to Conan Edogawa.

"Big sister, what's the matter?" The boy tilted his head.

No one around paid attention here, so I stared into his eyes and said coldly, "Kudo Shinichi."

The boy's pupils suddenly constricted.

Tsk tsk, this reaction is a bit big.

So which brand of drum washing machine is it... No, is it some kind of ability or drug?

If it's a supernatural power, it feels a bit like Okura Yeko; if it's a drug...

I was tempted, and even wanted to get some of this kind of medicine, which is easier and less troublesome than disguise, and the effect is not bad.

After a moment of astonishment, Edogawa Conan quickly realized: "Ha, hahaha, is Big Sister talking about Brother Shinichi? Do you know him?"

I spread my hands together: "I don't know."

Do you know me or not, don't you know?

Edogawa Conan: "..."

"The murderer is that person." I pointed to the murderer Dazai had just found out: "Aren't you a detective? Quickly identify her, so I can leave quickly. The bookstore will be closed in a while, and I still have to buy the new college entrance examination mock papers. "

Edogawa Conan's expression became even stiffer.

"You must understand the pain caused by entering a higher school... Ah, the police are calling me, I have to register."

Inexplicably, there was a refreshing feeling of giving people a spoiler, and I stood up contentedly.

I didn't expect this kid to follow behind me. I guess I still want to see who I am.

When the police registered, I showed my military and police ID, and the other party saluted me.

"It turns out that big sister is a military police officer."

Edogawa Conan folded his hands behind his head and said with a smile: "Why is that big brother missing? Is there any problem with his identity?"

I thought this kid was quite sensitive, and said nonsense: "The military and police are carrying out secret missions, so you can't tell children."

Next, with the pretended inadvertent assistance of Edogawa Conan, the police finally brought the murderer, the director of the pharmacy identified by Dazai, to justice.

And I took the opportunity to run to the back door of the hospital, and found Dazai who was bored counting ants.Then we went to the bookstore again - because I really needed to buy the latest mock volume.

As a tutor, I have to say that Dazai is still qualified. He searched through all the exercise books on the market and picked out a few that are suitable for me and Carambola.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that there is a book I really want to buy!"

Mentioning the book he wanted to buy, Dazai's eyes lit up: ""Complete Suicide Manual", I heard it is a masterpiece, I wonder if this store sells it!"

"Then I'll wait for you at the checkout."

While Dazai was running to find a book, I walked towards the cashier with a pile of exercise books in my arms.

On the opposite side, a young man with long hair was walking towards me.

I glanced at each other.

His hair color is rare, only half is silvery white.

It's pretty trendy.

I said.

Obviously personal characteristics, isn't this my new task goal - Sigma, a double-subject lecturer at Dongda University.

Holding a stack of business and management books, he hurried past with his head down.I thought about it, and an idea popped up in my mind. I tilted my body and bumped into it.

"Oh!"

We both fell at the same time.

Thick professional books fell on us, I just wanted to apologize, but I didn’t expect the other party to apologize to me first——

"sorry Sorry!"

He said in a nervous and somewhat cramped voice: "Are you all right?"

Obviously I bumped into him, what kind of apology did he apologize for? ? ?

I rubbed my head hit by the corner of the book, and cheekily borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "It's okay, it's okay, be careful next time."

"I'm very sorry, let me help you up."

He reached out, almost subconsciously, and I pinched his wrist vigilantly.

Strange things happened at this moment!

For a moment, it seemed that something—like a fragmented memory—suddenly flooded into my brain.

……

In the icy and snowy Eastern European town, the cold wind mixed with snow foam hits the face like a knife.

I seem to have become very short, looking seven or eight years old, wearing thick snow boots, walking on the path with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and the buildings on both sides of the road are full of exotic styles.

The heavy snow was trampled flat, making a "creaking" sound.

Because I am too small and the snow is too thick, it is very inconvenient to walk. After I accidentally fell, I was picked up.

The man wrapped me in a cloak and walked slowly forward with me in his arms.

I buried my face in the other person's chest and said with a wince, "It's so cold."

The boy who was holding me... or a young man, he took off his fluffy snow cap and put it on my head, like a lop-eared rabbit hat blocking my side face.

And the other party showed black half-long hair. Under the hair, there was a delicate cheek that seemed to be carved from floating ice and snow, and a pair of purple-red eyes like jelly fruit.

"Feyya, I don't like this."

I pinched his hair and whispered, I don't know if I was talking about the behavior of the other party giving me the hat, or something else.

He ignored me, so my tone became more serious: "I said, I don't like it!"

"That's my friend, a new friend I finally made! And you let him go to die, even without telling me!"

"Maria, I said that he is not a good person, he just wants to use you. Many people want to use you, many people covet your ability, this world is cruel and terrible,"

He said lightly: "I'm the only friend you have; I'm the only one who doesn't care about your value; I'm the only one who really treats you well."

Our conversation is not Japanese, but the language of other countries. Every pronunciation and articulation is round and full, like a pearl on the tip of the tongue... Is it Russian?

It is obviously a language that I have never mastered, but miraculously, I can understand and speak it at this moment.

"But didn't you say that my ability is useless, I can't even protect myself, and I can only help you a little bit?"

"Yeah, a very useless ability. But when those enemies saw you standing beside me, they mistook you for being very powerful."

He gently rubbed my head: "So Maria must not leave me, without my protection, you will be hurt, and you will not even be able to live."

"But I still don't like it!" I yelled loudly: "I don't want to go on like this anymore, I... I began to doubt whether everything I did was right..."

"Is Maria planning to give up halfway?" The other party said in a gentle and seductive tone: "Isn't this our common ideal?"

"It's your ideal." I pursed my lips and said unhappily, "And I cried just now, and you didn't comfort me, just watched with cold eyes."

"It's just a few tears, it will dry."①

"You didn't say that before." I sniffed my nose and said in a low voice, "There are so many things, so many things, you didn't say that before."

"Are you lying to me, Fedya?"

"Maria, crime is a protest against the abnormality of social organization." ②

The other party did not answer my question directly.

"This society is sick, and everyone has an obligation to correct it."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and said in that extremely calm, even indifferent tone: "There is no revolution without bloodshed, all sacrifices are the way to a great victory, and death is inevitable."

"Does this kind of sacrifice include you and me?"

I asked softly.

"Yes." The other party said firmly: "Including you and me."

……

The scene changed abruptly.

I was still seven or eight years old, and I was sitting by the fireplace reading a book quietly, when a head with white hair and braids popped out suddenly.

He bent his long and narrow eyes, and said like an aria:

"I have to remind myself that some birds cannot be kept in cages, their wings are too dazzling. When they fly away, you will know very well in your heart that it is a sin to lock them up." ③

Without looking up, I said, "The Shawshank Redemption, page 460, paragraph 3, line 2."

"Does Maria want to fly away?"

I turned my head slightly to look at the other party, and said softly, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

The man smiled: "No, you understand."

"The method of backstabbing is very simple." He leaned close to my ear and whispered softly, "You know better than anyone else."

……

Change the scene again.

"Have you decided?"

In the darkness of chaos, someone asked me this.

Who is it?

Another familiar voice suddenly interjected | with an inappropriate sense of reality: "Yuguo?"

……

"Decided."

I picked up the pen and said word by word: "I want to start all over again."

"The script is written by me."

"I make the rules."

"I was born for him, this time, I will live for myself."

The clock is ticking, and the world is turning backwards.

……

"Yuko!"

"Takaho Yuka!"

I woke up suddenly and found that I was still sitting on the floor of the bookstore, with books scattered around me.

Dazai's face appeared in front of me with a serious expression: "What happened?"

Looking at the young man in front of me, my mind quickly recovered.

I blinked my eyes, showing a blank expression, and said in a flustered tone, "Uh... why am I here? Who are you?"

The author has something to say:

①From Fyodor Dostoevsky's "White Nights"

②From Dostoevsky's "Crime and Punishment"

③From "The Shawshank Redemption", I have only watched the movie, not the book

——感谢在2020-05-0613:02:59~2020-05-0621:48:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yingmengyisi; 1 bottle of Huaxin and Qingwuyanlu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!