"Hey...... Mochizuki, are you okay? Your face doesn't look very good......" Conan looked at me and asked worriedly, as if he had noticed my suddenly ugly face.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy......" I shook my head, dodging Conan's hand that was reaching out to take my temperature, and at the same time put down the hand that was pressing on my heart, maintaining the usual indifference on my face, pretending to be sleepy as if nothing had happened, I patted Conan on the shoulder casually, and I said: "Na, I said, detective, I'll leave this kind of thing to you, I'm not interested in this case, I'll go to bed first." ”

As I spoke, I didn't pay any attention to his response, and turned around and walked away.

"Ah, I know, I know, really, you're still like this, you're not interested in anything......" Conan looked accustomed to my words, just looked at me with a flat reaction, and didn't say anything against it.

Because after such a long time together, although Conan is not familiar with me, at least he knows that I am indeed not a person who will be very interested in the case, most of the time, when he investigates the case, I am bored and close my eyes, and basically will never take the initiative to participate in the investigation of the case.

So for me to say that I was going to rest, Conan didn't feel surprised at all, but when I was really tired, and I wasn't interested in this case at all, but unlike before, after answering casually, Conan thought about it, and added a sentence that seemed to be talking to himself: "Ah, by the way, if I'm not mistaken, there seems to be a spare small medicine box in the drawer of the room......"

"......" I paused slightly, did not respond or refute, as if I had not heard, and left as usual.

Sure enough, did you still notice that I was not normal?

I returned to my room as usual, locked the door, my expression twisted, my body unconsciously curled up on the bed, I covered my heart with one hand in pain, held my head with the other, and gritted my teeth silently.

Thump...... Thump......

The heart is beating violently, and it's this familiar feeling again...... The contraction of the heart in a little bit was not sensational, I am not the kind of hypocritical person, but the heart is really convulsive......

Why is this happening?

I didn't have time to think about it, except that the sore spot from my head was so familiar, and that I had such headaches many times when I was in the tissues because I didn't get the injections on time...... The pain in my left chest is just as familiar, because it wasn't long ago that I experienced this pain as if my whole body was about to melt......

Is it going to change back to the way it was? Here, on a ship in the middle of the sea, where there could not be any stranger from outside?

………………

Stunned as he watched Mochizuki leave on the night, Conan was stunned for a moment, bowing his head and being silent for a long time.

Will Mochizuki be night talk?

This question, Conan has asked himself countless times, and he is a little annoyed when he asks it, in fact, he also knows that he has already guessed the answer to this question, right?

For the question of the bracelet, the boy's evasion Conan was not unfeeling, but just like Mochizuki's resistance to the answer, Conan also had an inexplicable feeling in his heart about the answer to this question.

As he said before, he resisted in his heart that this boy who often showed indifference or even indifference to people's life and death was his closest brother when he was a child, but at the same time, he desperately hoped that the boy in front of him was Yeyu who had been missing for many years, because his cousin Yeyu was not dead, this is always good news, isn't it?

The disappearance of Kudo's night talk is Conan's own wishful thinking. Because everyone who knows Kudo Night Whisper knows that Kudo Night Whisper is dead, just that summer many years ago.

Few people remember what happened when they were young, supposedly because in order to form long-term memory, some physiological and mental mechanisms must work together, and most children do not yet have this coordination mechanism. The stimulus must be processed by the hippocampus in order to form subsequent memories. The hippocampus not only packs multiple sensory stimuli into a single new memory, but also associates visual, auditory, taste, olfactory, and tactile stimuli with similar content already in the brain. However, some parts of the hippocampus are not fully developed until puberty, which makes it difficult for a child's brain to carry out the entire process of memory storage in its entirety.

But there is also evidence that if the event takes on a child's memory with strong emotional overtones, the child is many times more likely to remember it years later, and for Conan, what happened that summer probably had such a huge impact on him.

Conan, who is still new to the moment, often thinks that the night language at that time must have found out that something was wrong before letting him and Xiaolan run, if he had obediently listened to the night language at the beginning, he didn't find anything but that it was just a game, instead of taking Xiaolan back to throw himself into the net, then, would the tragedy not happen later?

It was a hot summer day every year, but in Conan's memory, that day was especially hot, and the scorching heat made people feel sad from the heart, Conan thought, probably because he experienced a fire that day.

There is no if in the world, Kudo Yayu died, and the tragedy behind it can be summed up as simple as this, just six words, Kudo Yayu died, died in that fire, and there were no bones.

But Conan just didn't believe it, he aspired to be a great detective, he always only believed in the evidence, saying that Kudo Yayu was dead, but he didn't even find his corpse, didn't he? Why did he erase a person's existence like this?

But in the same way, he, who has always only believed in evidence, has never found evidence that Kudo Yayu is still alive in this world. Conan feels that he can sometimes be a little childish, childish and willful, that Kudo Yayu, his seemingly omnipotent cousin, is not dead, he is just missing!

Time back to the present, Conan sat on the sofa in the hall listening to the various discoveries of the police, analyzing the circumstances of the murder, and involuntarily thinking about the events of Mochizuki Night in his heart.

The conjecture that Kudo Yayu didn't die but just disappeared suddenly felt that it was correct. Where in the world is there such a coincidence, two people who have no relatives and no reason can look so similar? Where in the world can there be such a coincidence, two people who look similar will have exactly the same bracelet?

Conan suddenly stood up from the couch, a strange light shot out of his eyes, well, anyway, he happened to have something to ask the doctor, so he had to call now and ask everything clearly.

"Hey, Conan, don't you act on your own, where are you going?" seemed to be worried about some kind of imp who was in the way, and his sharp eyes caught Conan's intention to leave, Maori Kogoro leaned out from the side and shouted at the departing Conan behind him.

"It's okay, Dad, I'll watch Conan. On the side, Xiaolan, who had been following Conan for a long time, had already run over, and hurriedly chased after her father while saying hello.

However, Xiaolan, who chased out, was soon stopped again......

"Ah, it hurts......" Because of his astonishing discovery, Xiaolan, who chased out, didn't find anyone on the other side, until he accidentally bumped into it, then he raised his head and looked at the tall and thin police officer in front of him in surprise: "Huh, Officer Shiratori?"

"Ah, it's Xiaolan......" Shiratori rubbed the place where he was hit, smiled unmindfully, and persuaded Xiaolan: "Sa, the prisoner with the gun may be nearby, it's not okay to be so reckless, you better go back to everyone." ”

"But Conan, he ......," Xiaolan said uneasily......

"I'll take him back, so Xiaolan, you can go back first. ”

"But......" Xiaolan, who was pushed back a few steps by the white bird, still hesitated......

"Well~ don't worry, leave it to me!" Shiratori calmly showed a reassuring smile, and comforted Xiaolan who was persuaded to leave gentlemanly.

What Xiaolan didn't know was that the boy she was looking for at this time was in a phone booth not far from Shiratori......

"Dr. Asasa, it's me, I want you to help me investigate something urgent......

"What? A sniper who specializes in sniping in the right eye?" After listening to Conan's words, Dr. Asasa who was far away in Tokyo scratched his poor hair, thought about it, and nodded, "Got it, Shinichi, I'll investigate right away." Call again in 10 minutes. ”

"Ah...... Wait a minute, Doctor ......" Hearing that Dr. Asa was about to hang up, Conan hurriedly stopped him, but probably because he was in too much of a hurry, or because he was trying to suppress the churning emotions in his heart, Conan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Well, is there anything else??" Dr. Asa on the other end of the line asked inexplicably, but there was silence in response.

"Shinichi?" Dr. Asasa asked again, confused.

Odd...... On the other end of the phone, Conan turned his head suspiciously, and looked around, did he think that he was too careful? always felt that someone was peeking at him......

Maybe it's just that I'm too careful...... Really, I've become suspicious...... Conan shook his head and laughed, and then he asked slowly on the other end of the phone, "Dr. Agasa, is Ashara-san? I have something I want to ask her......