Jinwu Zangjiao

Yundou's shrill voice repeated something, but it wasn't "hibari".

Skylark was trying to figure out whose name his bird was calling, when he inadvertently glanced at Ai's face, those ice-blue eyes that seemed to be forever calm, but there was a message of death.

Gray-purple dull eyes, dilated pupils, fixed eyes, trembling eyelashes, cold sweat running across his forehead, biting his lower lip tightly, his face pale.

It was as if she saw the god of death reaching out to her withered hands.

Yundou's voice kept echoing in Ai's mind: [sherry, sherry...] Interlaced with the slightly hoarse voice in his head, those cold green eyes and flowing blond hair gradually appeared...

[Gin... Vermouth... organization...]

Just like the scene where Liudaoku disappeared that day, the sorrow seems to be disappearing little by little, but what will disappear is not the body, but the soul.

Skylark grabbed Ai's Hao wrist, not knowing what it was grabbing, it seemed that what she was grabbing was no longer that strong girl, not that funny little animal, but... something like Yundou... the same... …what……

Skylark's hand gradually tightened, feeling the beating of the blood vessels under the fingers, exuding a breath of life.

Ai felt that her wrist was being held firmly, and subconsciously withdrew her hand.She ignored that she was supporting herself with her hands...

Skylark's hands were empty, and he was about to speak, when suddenly something soft covered his lips, revealing a lukewarm temperature.

Lips meet.

Ai is completely awake, but from the nightmare of the organization, her mind is blank, and the horror in her eyes has replaced fear.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ai stretched out her hand, propped herself up on the side of the bed, turned over with her strength, and lay on the other side of the bed.

No one said anything, looking at the blank ceiling in silence, it seems that there are some mysterious patterns on it, which are worth admiring and studying.

Yundou jumped up and down on the bed, calling: "Hibari, hibari, sherry, sherry..."

Ai was startled: [Sherry must have been mentioned by someone from the organization, and hibari...could they have already...]

"What else did you hear?"

Skylark frowned suspiciously and turned around, only to see Ai asking Yundou a serious question.

Yundou also tilted his head to think back as if he understood, and said intermittently: "Drum...washing...clothes..."

"Kudou!" Ai exclaimed, 【Is the organization already targeting Kudo?Or, they already know that Kudo Shinichi is Edogawa Conan, and they have already attacked him! ? 】

Ai sat up abruptly, jumped out of bed, and ran to her room barefoot.

He took out his mobile phone from his bag and entered the familiar number.

"Dudu..." Ai's hand holding the phone trembled, 【Kudou, please, I must answer the phone, there must be nothing wrong...】

"Hello?" The voice was hoarse, but so familiar.

"Kudou..."

"Huiyuan? You..."

"Kudou, organize..."

"You knew already?"

"Know what? Is the organization really here..."

"Ah, no, Haibara...Actually..." Kudo Shinichi grabbed his hair, [I don't want to tell her, I don't want her to worry or blame herself, but if I don't say it, will she be in danger and not Self-knowledge? ] Kudo gritted his teeth: "Huihara, it's like this, this afternoon, the organization..."

"So where are you now?"

"Hospital. Lan is still in a coma. She took a shot for me...she..." The voice gradually became low.

"..." After cutting off the phone, Kudo's self-blaming voice disappeared.

Everything was the same as that full moon night, except that it was Lan who almost destroyed the plan, and it was Lan, the angel, who was shot through the lung lobe and was dying to block the bullet.

Ai went limp little by little, curled up with her knees hugged, her tears soaked the fabric little by little, and her knees felt cool.

[Kudou, what are you blaming yourself for? It wasn’t you who killed angel, it was me; it was me who made you smaller and put you in danger; it was me who killed my sister; how many people were killed by aptx, it was me Death...it's all me...]

When Skylark came in, what he saw was a trembling and huddled person, with trembling shoulders, indicating that the person was crying, crying very sadly.

"Don't cry, cry again, bite and kill."

I don't know if this sentence worked, Ai actually raised his head, his eyes were still red, but there was no teardrop on his face.

Skylark was about to let out a long sigh of relief, but was stunned.

Ai was staring at the front and trembling, while his bird was jumping in the wine cabinet that opened at some point in front of him.

Usually blocked by the dark glass, no one could see what was in the cabinet, and even Ai had to forget the wine in it.But today, when the wine cabinet was opened, several bottles of good wine inside were revealed. The one in the middle with the beans standing on it was a bottle of sherry from 1989!

【"From now on, your name is Sherry" the man said and handed her a bottle of Sherry...】

Ai covered her face with her hands, as if she would not be able to see those scenes, her body was shaking uncontrollably.

Skylark took a few steps towards Ai, and when he was in front of Ai, he heard Ai crying hysterically: "Don't come close to me! Please don't come close to me, don't come close to me, don't... anyone who comes close to me is in danger, I don't want to, I don't want to hurt you...don't come near me..."

Ai was suddenly hugged into a warm embrace, the temperature of reassurance, the breath of reassurance, hysteria gradually turned into choking, choking gradually turned into sobs, and then gradually calmed down.

"As I said, cry again, bite and kill."

Skylark lowered his head and bit Ai's lips lightly.

☆、Chapter 10