magician under the moon

The west is sinking day by day, and the north wind is whistling, stirring up the rootless snowflakes in the sky. At a glance, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a thick snow-white fog.The sun was already slanting to the west, and the light was a little dim, and the lighting equipment at night had not been activated. With the wind and snow, the visibility was only 50 meters away.In order to ensure safety, even the drivers who prefer to drive fast did not dare to be brave, they all slowed down their speeds, and even more cautious drivers turned on double-jump lights to attract the attention of oncoming vehicles.But the bold ones, no, a figure shuttled left and right, drawing an S-shaped arc on the motorway, the speed was astonishingly fast, and it attracted the eyes of drivers and passers-by.It must be a delinquent boy riding a motorcycle nearby. It is really unreasonable. A grumpy driver immediately rolled down the window and was about to scold his mother. What he saw was the back of a boy who looked like a primary school student standing on a skateboard. , can't help but be taken aback.

This elementary school student is none other than Edogawa Conan who became smaller again this morning.He was rushing to the hospital when he received the call from Hattori Heiji, and he had already ignored the surprised or angry eyes of the driver and passers-by, not to mention his mood at this time, which was as chaotic as the snowstorm.Kaito Kuroba suddenly returned to the hospital. This is undoubtedly good news, but it can't offset his doubts in the slightest.How did Kuroba leave?What happened during the two days you left?If he was kidnapped, how did he escape?If he had left on his own at the beginning, what was he planning to do, and why did he suddenly return to the hospital?Too many things have happened these days, and there are even critical moments where life is hanging by a thread. However, with my keen observation and reasoning skills, even if unexpected events happen occasionally, I can sort out some clues after peeling off the cocoons.What's more, everything that happened during this period made Conan more and more convinced that the strength of the black organization that made itself smaller was by no means comparable to that of ordinary criminal organizations.In this way, I am more alert in my heart. After all, it is not surprising that such a powerful enemy uses any means.But something unexpected happened. The thing itself was not big, but it happened to his two companions inconceivably.

Conan is convinced that there is a special connection between the departure of Kaito Kuroba and the disappearance of Detective White Horse, and there must be some hidden secret behind it.In the past two days, he has repeatedly pondered and recalled everything that happened recently, hoping to find clues, but he has no clue.Conan felt a little annoyed. He vaguely felt that things were more complicated than he had originally imagined. It seemed that he and the Hattori, and even the Japanese police and the US FBI had fallen into a puzzle carefully arranged by the enemy, and were played by the applause. .But what is the truth behind this puzzle, as a famous detective, he couldn't see through it for a long time.

Maybe after seeing Kuroba Kaito, he can somehow know what happened.Conan thought to himself, and couldn't help speeding up his progress.

At this time, Hattori Heiji was also helpless.In the afternoon, he received a call from Officer Nakamori, saying that Kaito Kuroba had been taken back to the hospital by a policeman.After rushing to the hospital, he happened to run into Police Officer Nakamori who was questioning the policeman.The nearly forty-year-old policeman was sitting upright, and his narration was quite organized, but there was a little excitement in his nervousness.

The person claimed to be a patrol policeman in the suburbs, and when he patrolled in the afternoon, he found a man sitting on the side of the road.It was clearly winter, but this man was only wearing a thin shirt and trousers, and the clothes were messy and even had a few torn marks, as if he had been beaten, his slightly long black hair covered his somewhat pale face , I couldn't see the expression, but I could faintly see some scratches.It must be some gangster who was drunk and fighting with others, the policeman thought contemptuously, but out of professional sense of responsibility, he decided to ask clearly, so he walked forward.The patrolman carefully looked at the man sitting on the ground. This man looked seventeen or eighteen years old. His body was trembling slightly in the cold wind. It was unknown whether it was from the cold or the pain.More importantly, what is the faint red behind his torn shirt, could it be blood?The patrolman's heart tightened, he knelt down, barked and even pushed a few times, but the other party didn't respond.After hesitating for a while, the patrolman decided to use the walkie-talkie to summon his colleague, and took him to the police station to ask what happened.But the young man spoke, j□j was hoarse but stuttered clearly, and said, 'Please, take me back to Xinhu Hospital'.The patrolman was taken aback, this hospital sounded familiar, it seemed to be Kidd, the strange thief a few days ago... A thought flashed in his mind, the middle-aged patrolman could not help but squat down, and carefully looked at the man in front of him. , the photos of Kaito Kuroba appear even more frequently. Although this person looks a little thinner and his complexion is also very bad, the outline of his facial features has not changed. The more he looks at it, the more he feels that he is the same person...

"I thought about it, and finally decided to send him to this hospital, although I'm not particularly sure, that's what happened." Licking his dry lips, the middle-aged policeman with a serious face finished with this sentence his narrative.

Officer Nakamori had been listening attentively to the man, and the more he listened, his brows furrowed deeper. He carefully looked at the man in front of him with probing eyes, but he didn't make a sound for a long time. The room was terribly quiet, except for the raging north wind whistling outside. The sound came in faintly through the window.In the end, Officer Nakamori let out a long sigh, "Understood, please, if there is anything else, I will ask you again."

After saying this, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.Seeing this, Hattori Heiji, who was leaning against the door, straightened up immediately and followed out.

"Where is Kuroba now?" As soon as he stepped out of the door, Hattori asked anxiously, "Is he all right?"

Nakamori stood still, but did not turn his head, leaving Hattori with a back view, "Although the body is very bad, it is not much worse than before. But, hey..."

When he heard that Kuroba was fine, Hattori Heiji was slightly relieved, but Nakamori's hesitation made his nerves tense, and he took a step forward and asked, "What happened?"

Police Officer Nakamori crossed his hands, his face was tense, and his face was gloomy. The slightly red blood in his eyes showed his fatigue, and he pursed his mouth, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Hattori Heiji was impatient. After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, he almost cursed. After thinking about it, he finally restrained himself. "Forget it, I'll ask him myself."

"I advise you not to go." Nakamori's tone was cold, but with irresistible sternness, and the flash of emotion in his eyes was somewhat sad, "Let him be quiet first."

Hattori is not a person who can't hold his breath, but he couldn't help being slightly angry at this time, "What's the matter? I said old man, can you speak more quickly?"

Nakamori glared fiercely, with a gloomy face, "Forget it, come with me."

Hattori Heiji followed Officer Nakamori suspiciously, and walked into a room under his leadership.Hattori thought this was the ward where Kuroba was resting, but after entering, he realized that this was not the case.The room was small, without a hospital bed. Instead, there were two wooden chairs and a table covered with white cloth, which seemed to be temporarily refitted from a hospital stretcher.There were two small TVs on the table, which looked like the kind used by the police for surveillance.Hattori thought for a moment and immediately understood that this was the room where the police used to monitor Kaito Kuroba before, and the TV line was connected to the monitor in Kaito Kuroba's room.

When Hattori Heiji's eyes touched the screen, he couldn't help but froze.

Kaito Kuroba sat on the only hospital bed in the room, slightly arched his back, and looked out the window with a dazed expression.The north wind blows through the window lattice, and the light blue curtains shake slightly like waves.The light orange afterglow of the sunset in the sky penetrated the white snow mist and sprinkled on Kuroba Kaito's body, covering his figure in a light golden color, and also brought out a slightly distorted light trail behind him. gray shadows.There was a short cabinet next to the bed. Other than that, there was no other furnishings in the room. It was all white, and in the dim light of the evening, it seemed to have a somewhat desolate and lonely atmosphere.Black Feather's facial features and outlines and even his body shape hardly changed, and his expression was indifferent, showing no sadness or joy.But for some reason, Hattori barely recognized this former opponent and friend the first time he saw that person through the screen.Although phases come from the heart, the change of a person's temperament is often subtle and slow.But after only two days, Kaito Kuroba seemed to have become another person.Hattori vaguely felt that the young man he was familiar with in the past, confident and proud, extremely intelligent but somewhat innocent, no longer existed, and now he was just a stranger with a similar body as before.

"See?" Nakamori frowned, with anxiety and helplessness in his tone, "This guy has been like this since he came back, and he looks like a fool. He has been sitting there for hours, not eating or drinking, and asking him something Don't answer either. It's like being stupid."

Hattori asked in a daze, "What's wrong with this guy, what happened?"

"If only I knew." Police Officer Nakamori sighed long, his voice seemed to have aged a lot overnight "... When his father passed away, he looked like this now, but he was at that time after all. It's a child, it's normal to be vulnerable. But now...hey, I really don't know what's going on, didn't he feel good two days ago? It's such a big thing that his identity is exposed, and he hasn't seen him so depressed?"

After Nakamori finished speaking, he sighed again and again, even his eye circles were slightly red.It is undeniable that when Kaito Kuroba was the phantom thief Kidd who often discredited the police, the anger and embarrassment in his heart almost made him lose his mind after being shocked, and he wanted to eat him alive.Later, after knowing the reason why Kaito Kuroba became Kidd, although he was very embarrassed, but when he thought of Kaito Kuroba's deception to him and the fact that he was repeatedly defeated by a high school student, he still made him more or less angry uneven.But at this moment, seeing the frail and helpless appearance of this boy whom he watched growing up, his heart softened after all, and a little bit of grievance dissipated like idle clouds.