[Detective Conan] Three Songs

? "The hurt of life and death can be felt, but cannot be written."

Mao Lilan opened the glass window that had just been closed again, and the silver-haired man squatted at the window and did not enter the room. The wind pressure generated by the sudden opening of the window agitated the cloak behind him, hunting in the silence of the night.

The Kaitou Kidd broke in, grandiosely.Although there was a subtle dissonance in him without a top hat, Mao Lilan understood that this guy did it on purpose.

She suddenly remembered that night three years ago, he also acted in the same way, covered in blood and wounds all over his body, and brought the equally seriously injured and dying person she had been waiting for here.

It is a memory that each other does not want to touch more, and it is also a secret that is only shared with each other——

"Xinyi, you idiot! Didn't you promise that you will definitely come tonight..."

"Lan, listen carefully, I will go, even if I die."

"Lan...it's over. It's great to see you for the last time."

"Lan, I'm back."

"'I'd be happy to accept death for the public good, if it can literally destroy you'... Is it really your style... Shinichi?"

"Shinichi...I like you...I like you the most."

She had grown used to waiting—

"Because the longer you wait, the happier you will be when you meet again!"

Mao Lilan said this to his best friend.

However, when it comes to his life and death, she will always experience the ups and downs that a 17-year-old should not have experienced in the shortest possible time.For example, from the despair of worrying about his life and death on the crashed airliner, to the feeling of weakness and satisfaction caused by the sudden relief when the phone call to confirm his safety was finally dialed, and his stable voice came from the other side. Tears overflowing eyes.

Kudo Shinichi also clearly understood that every time she fell into the gap between his life and death, she would be hurt as violently as the stars sinking and the earth shaking.

So no matter how difficult or urgent the situation is after becoming Conan, as long as he guesses that she may be shaken and anxious, he will always call her as soon as possible and tell her that he is safe.

It all ended on the night of her birthday three years ago.

He will never call again.

I can no longer eat her cooking.

I can no longer give her a birthday present in person.

At first, her world seemed to collapse.

She held back the pain in her heart and suppressed it tightly, for fear that the embankment she built with great difficulty would collapse in a gap that was inadvertently revealed.

Finally, using a sentence as a wedge, she poured out all the emotions that were about to come out—with the guilt and anxiety caused by that sentence as a footnote, her frozen and dying emotions slowly came to life.

She had room to think.

People react instinctively in times of crisis, and are not controlled by rational brains.

What's more, he must have made up his mind.

If the situation were reversed, she would probably make the same choice.

Shinichi's dying smile told her that he had no regrets.

She doesn't regret it either.

Don't regret meeting him, don't regret knowing him, don't regret waiting for him, don't regret liking him...

I don't regret anything.

If she could choose again, she would still choose to meet Shinichi without hesitation.

Later, those things that can only be defined by "once" were properly stored and treasured by her in the form of memories.

She resolutely carried everything—his, theirs.

"Do you have to come at this time and with this look?" She put down the book and looked up at the silver dress, "What should I do if the police car chases me?"

Kaito Kidd, or Kuroba Kaito, just curled his lips into a usual smile, and jumped into the room: "Don't worry, I won't steal anything this time, so I didn't send a notice letter, I came out secretly, no It will disturb the... police. And..." He leaned back and leaned against the window, "You will definitely stay up late to watch the game tonight, right? It's not a disturbance now. If you want to see Miss Lan tonight If so, Kidd is more convenient, isn't it?"

"Forget it, anyway, I always miss the opportunity to return this to you..."

The phantom thief dressed in silver watched her get up with interest, and took out the familiar white top hat from the cloakroom, his movements were slow and slow as usual.

Then she walked towards him, stopped at a distance of about two meters, and handed out the top hat with both hands: "Return it to its original owner. Of course, it has been cleaned and well preserved."

He took a few steps forward in an elegant catwalk to shorten the distance slightly, then bent over and lowered the height of his head—if it wasn't for the cooperation of his arm movements, it would be a perfect western etiquette.

Mao Lilan's intelligence allowed her to grasp the other party's intentions in an instant. Maybe three years ago, she would have frowned and stepped back to widen the distance between the two, but now she just smiled peacefully. , that pure smile dyed the corners of her eyes and eyebrows through the light of her eyes, making her who was calm just now come alive instantly.Then she took a few steps forward and put the top hat firmly on his fluffy black hair——

It seems to be from the coronation of the saint.

He couldn't help thinking.

Similarly, Kaito Kuroba three years ago would never have imagined that he could get along with Miss Lan so naturally today.

Take the rejection and despair in the girl's eyes at that time as an example.