When the uncle regained consciousness, there was no one in the village office. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The uncle, who realized that something big had happened, rushed out quickly.

As soon as I walked outside, I found that the direction of the citizen's office was full of fire.

I rushed there out of breath, and I saw the Twilight Police Department, I saw Xiaolan, I saw Conan, and I also saw Hirata and Masato Akeshimizu and others, but I just didn't see Asai Narumi.

Uncle is not stupid, he was anesthetized by Conan, and now, the other suspects are there, only Asai Narumi is not there.

So everything, he understood.

Although there is still a lot I don't know, one thing is certain: Narumi Asai is the real murderer of this series of murders.

Look at the blazing flames and look at the public hall shrouded in flames.

Uncle's heart is very calm.

Perhaps, the first love will not bear fruit.

Ten years ago, a fire brought hatred, and ten years later, everything ended in a fire.

The beginning is also the end.

Uncle didn't believe much in fate before, but now, he can only sigh.

"Perhaps, it's really just fate."

After sighing, I couldn't help but feel a little self-blame.

If, if you can see through the truth of the matter as soon as possible, if you can believe your own reasoning, you can completely prevent Asai Narumi from committing suicide.

Unfortunately not.

Seeing Conan on the side, the uncle suddenly became a little angry.

If Conan had given him that score, instead of finding the truth and reasoning about the truth himself, things wouldn't have gotten to this point.

It won't get to the point where everything is buried in the flames.

The angry uncle has the urge to grab Conan and beat him, or even throw him directly into the flames.

But in the end, I calmed down, and there was a faint sense of sadness in my heart.

At this point, it's useless to do anything.

The score, Asai Narumi, ten years of hatred, sin, etc., were all burned in the flames and turned into ashes.

It's all over.

……

"Yes yes, this is the case that my detective Kogoro Mori solved, baa hahaha......"

On the TV of the detective agency, the uncle's arrogant laughter was heard.

It was about the Moonshadow Island case, and the news media interviewed it, and it is still mentioned from time to time.

It's just that unlike the uncle who seems to be happy on TV, the current uncle is lying on the sofa with a stubble face and a very decadent face.

On the coffee table, there are beer cans, cigarette butts, snack bags and the like.

It's been a few days, and the uncle has been listless all this time.

I thought it would develop a relationship, but who knew that it would end like this.

First love, sure enough, nothing will come of it.

"Alas......"

The uncle sighed, his tone full of helplessness.

It is precisely because of helplessness that I can only sigh.

The current uncle is very melancholy, just as melancholy as when he first crossed into this world.

"Even if it's hatred, but does it really have to kill to solve it?"

Uncle was thinking about this.

The matter of Asai Narumi caused him a lot of blows.

And he didn't understand, he didn't understand why Asai Narumi had to kill someone.

Since you know what the other party has done, it's okay to go directly to the police to investigate thoroughly, why do you have to choose to kill someone?

Well, in fact, the uncle also knows.

Knowing that Asai Narumi actually didn't want to kill anyone, otherwise, he wouldn't have written to him in her father's name.

Writing a letter like that to a detective like that might be to have someone stop her.

It's a pity that the uncle is useless, there is no way to learn the truth as soon as possible, and there is no way to stop her.

In the end, it couldn't even stop her from committing suicide.

"Alas......"

The uncle sighed again.

In life, there is always too much helplessness.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is a kind of helplessness, family love, friendship is also a kind of helplessness, life is helpless, feelings are helpless, and ideals are also a kind of helplessness.

They came to this world with nothing, hurried for decades, and left this world with nothing.

What is the meaning of life?

Uncle couldn't figure it out.

Maybe life is too short to have fun.

But is that enough?

"Alas......"

The uncle sighed again.

Yoko Okino TV was playing a TV series, but the uncle's attention was not on it at all.

Suddenly it seemed like everything didn't matter anymore because he had so many things he couldn't do.

Human beings are such incompetent creatures.

"Is Uncle alright?"

Conan, who came back from school, looked at his uncle and always felt that he had been too decadent these days.

Well, he didn't lose his first love anyway, so naturally business doesn't understand how to feel about it.

Xiaolan understood a little, so she just sighed and looked at the uncle's eyes a little distressed.

"Forget it, he'll get better slowly."

For her father, she didn't know how to persuade her.

And how to say it, it's better not to let the uncle know the truth.

For example, the truth that Narumi Asai is actually a man.

Uncle didn't know this, after that night, he didn't care about this case, and he didn't know that Asai Narumi was actually a man's business.

But I don't know, maybe it's the best choice.

If you know that your first love is actually a man, I don't know if your uncle will jump directly from the window.

So Xiaolan decided to hide it.

Although Xiaolan had always wanted her uncle to die for Asai Chengshi before, but now, Asai Chengshi is also dead, and none of this matters.

As for Conan, it's just too lazy to care.

looked at the uncle lying on the sofa, shook his head helplessly, and Conan went directly to do his homework again.

That's why this elementary school student.

Xiaolan is also going to prepare dinner.

No matter what, life has to go on.

……

The big thing, the past has passed after all.

You can reminisce, you can regret it, but you can't change anything.

Humans, sometimes just such strange creatures, like to bask in the glory and pain of the past, or like to fantasize about the future that has not yet come.

I just forgot that we had to base ourselves on the present.

If you don't do it well now, you will only make the mistakes of the past repeat yourself, not to mention wanting to have a better future.

But few people recognize this correctly.

Even if you realize it, you may not be able to do it.

Human beings are really strange creatures, sometimes they don't even know what they're thinking, they can't even control some of their actions, they know that this kind of action is wrong, but they can't help but do it.

Maybe it's a problem of self-discipline.

Uncle's self-discipline is neither good nor bad.

But there are always times when people's brains are hot and they make wrong decisions and do wrong things.

Some mistakes can be remedied, and some mistakes cannot be remedied in a lifetime.

It's not just Uncle's idea, it's Conan's idea.

Conan, in fact, also regrets it a little.

If it weren't for the step-by-step pressing, maybe Asai Narumi would not have chosen to commit suicide.

If he had been prepared, perhaps Asai Narumi would not have succeeded in committing suicide.

He solves cases in search of the truth, not to force others to commit suicide.

Perhaps, in this life, I will never be able to forget the person with a gentle and sunny smile.

Uncle's decadence, Conan's guilt, Xiaolan's regret.

But all this, after all, can't undo anything.

On this day, Xiaolan and Conan went to school, but the uncle still stayed at home by himself, waiting for the commission to come to the door.

Although previously Asai Narumi paid a commission fee of 500,000 neon coins.

But before that, the uncle donated all the money.

He didn't feel eligible to use the money.

So now, it seems that I can't afford to eat again.