Soon after, Qinghai Chuantang woke up.

Very rudely, he pulled out the infusion needle that was inserted.

"You're awake."

Qinghai Chuantang paused.

She turned to look at the man, and her expression instantly became speechless, "You are really everywhere." ”

The words of concern that I wanted to say instantly became "Do you have a grudge against me?" ”

After saying that, Conan couldn't help but be stunned.

Strictly speaking, the other party may really have a blood feud with him.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

Fortunately, Mai Kirishima was not there at this time, so she didn't know what was going on here, and what was going to happen.

She is someone outside the plot.

Qinghai Chuantang also doesn't like to implicate some innocent people.

said expressionlessly, "Is there a hatred or not, don't you know in your own heart?" ”

"However, it doesn't mean that I have a grudge against you."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief at these words.

"By the way," seemed to remember something, Conan said, "What did Malt say to you before that made you react so much?" ”

Obviously, he has always behaved like a strong person.

But in an instant, his eyes were dilated, full of vulnerability and helplessness.

"Remember, the story I told you earlier?"

Conan nodded.

"That's not a story, it's a fact. Only half of it is true, though. As for what is true and what is false, it is up to you to discern for yourself. ”

Qinghai Chuantang walked to the window and looked at the courtyard outside.

The old man and the old man wanted to snuggle, the child frolicked with the child, and the husband and wife supported it.

The whole world seems to be in pairs, and she is the only one alone.

"The precious person was suddenly killed, and he didn't even know the reason. You can't understand the pain. ”

Conan was rare and chose silence without rebuttal.

Parents are harmonious, the family is superior, childhood sweethearts, and others worship and trust such a life, which can be called an ideal life.

"It's impossible to forget. Until the right answer is found, we will chase it forever, and we will chase it for why. ”

"The thoughts of the living, of the deceased, will never cease."

Qinghai Chuantang turned around and looked at Conan.

"When Fukido died, I felt like the world was over, and time would not move forward."

Conan was stunned for a moment before finally reacting.

"Blowing boy, is that the child's name?"

Although he had never met, Conan felt that it must be a very cute and lively little boy.

"yes."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled faintly, "Actually, you're just a child." ”

Dialogue, stop there.

She didn't want to answer any more, and he knew that it wasn't the time to continue chasing Ke.

Because, Mai Kirishima has returned, and she has brought a hot meal.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

After packing her things, she was ready to leave.

Before leaving, he left a sentence.

"I'm going to the United States. If there's nothing important, don't contact me. ”

Conan took out his phone and looked at the date at the top of the screen, finally knowing what a special day tomorrow was.

A year ago, he and Xiaolan rescued the silver-haired murderer.

On the same day, Qinghai Chuantang lost his child.

Her move deepened Conan's trust in the truth of this matter.

The words that were once spoken, the demeanor and feelings at that time, could not deceive people.

Many things can be disguised, including feelings.

But the feelings that can hit people's hearts directly, and make people feel her sad feelings as soon as they see it, can't be disguised.

That's true, it's true.

At Narita Airport, with the help of a friend on the road, I was able to book a ticket for the last flight of the day.

Depart at 11 p.m. sharp, and arrive at New York JFK Airport at 9:55 p.m.

She didn't bring any luggage, after all, she just hurried away and then hurried back.

The only thing that accompanies me is the book "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" in my hand to kill this long waiting time.

A woman wearing a sunhat and sunglasses sat next to her.

If you're traveling to Hawaii, this outfit might be the perfect fit.

After boarding the plane at the time, the other party also happened to sit next to him.

"Hello ma'am. You are now sitting at the emergency exit of the aircraft."

Faced with this situation, Qinghai Chuantang said very calmly, "I know, 1.6 million yen, I pulled it last time." ”

After hearing this, the woman next to her smiled, as if she thought it was funny.

Qinghai Chuantang closed his eyes, waited for the plane to move smoothly, and then opened the visor to look out the window.

It's also a way to kill time, such as counting how many clouds there are.

Along the way, the women were quiet, looking at the magazines in their hands.

Suddenly, I lost interest in looking at the clouds.

It wasn't until the plane was stable that she opened her eyes.

Along the way, she didn't fall asleep.

I just closed my eyes, my head was empty, and I didn't think about anything.

"Knew you were coming, so prepare in advance."

The manager of the flower shop handed her a bouquet of dandelions, carefully covering it in a transparent bag.

"Thank you."

It's an old acquaintance with the store manager.,I told her a long time ago.,The news that I'll be here today.。

Shortly after Qinghai Chuantang left, the woman also went to the flower shop.

Speaking fluent English, I had a conversation with the store manager.

"Give me a bouquet of white roses, thank you."

The two walked one after the other, as if they were going to the same place.

Even, to meet the same person.

It's just that to be precise, all I saw was the tombstone.

I don't know who came one step ahead of them, and placed a bouquet of white daisies in front of the monument.

Gently put down the dandelion, then closed his eyes, put his hands together, and prayed silently.

The two were relatively silent.

After a long time, Qinghai Chuantang finally opened his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was such a direct and sharp question.

"I'm sorry about blowing boys. But it was really not my doing. ”

"Is there anything else Belmode needs to explain?"

"I just don't want to impose charges that don't belong to me on me."

Qinghai Chuantang stood up and looked at her.

"Fingerprints and DNA are all compared to yours."

"Perhaps, someone did it on purpose?"

The meaning is obvious, Belmode means that someone wants to frame themselves.

Qinghai Chuantang spoke, but just turned around, looked at the tombstone, and lowered his head.

After half a ring, he slowly said, "I don't know." ”

"Don't you know, or don't you want to know?"

She didn't answer the other party's question, but said, "Gin is also involved, right?" ”

Belmode was stunned for a moment.

Nodding, he replied, "Yes." ”

"When I was in a certain company before, the gin I met wasn't actually him, right?" Qinghai begonias continue to arrive.

Belmode hesitated.

To be honest, the other party's excellent acting skills are enough to make her think that he is Gin himself.

However, why can the person in front of him be recognizable at a glance?

It's like I've changed my face countless times.,I can always find flaws.。

"How do you know?"

With curiosity, she finally came out, and the doubts that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, "The height gap between him and Gin is really a bit different, and it will look unnatural when you increase your height." Moreover, if it was gin, it would not have said so much. ”

"That person, that's 'malt', right?"

Her tone was affirmative.

Belmode readily admitted.

Now that the other party already knows the correct answer, why should he use some uncoherent lies to cover it up?

"Next, it's time for me to mention it."

Belmode looked at her and said very seriously, "Blowing boy, whose child is it?" ”

Her fiery eyes were sharp, but she couldn't see that Futong was half similar to the person in front of her.

"Although, in a sense, he is indeed my child. But when did I say that he was my flesh and blood? ”

"Huh?"

Isn't it biological?

Belmode guessed in his mind.

"Blowing boys, ah"

Qinghai Chuantang raised his head slightly and looked at the green mountains in the distance.

At this time, the raindrops just happened to drop on her face.

"It's my hope to live."

The rain became heavier and heavier.

Where Belmode stood, there happened to be a large tree.

The foliage is dense enough, and with the effect of a sunhat, it doesn't take much pain.

On the contrary, it is Qinghai Chuantang, which is like a chicken in soup at this time.

It looks a little pitiful.

"When Fukido died, I felt that this world was over, and time would not go forward. But the time spent with Fukido is all here. ”

As she spoke, she placed the fist of her right hand on her heart.

"Next, I will also live with Fukito."

The rain gradually subsided, and it seemed that the heavens were all moved by her feelings.

"If"

Belmode looked at her and uttered an incomprehensible sentence, "What would you do if Fukido were still alive?" ”

"Take him out and go to a place where there's no organization."

She answered the other party's words without hesitation, as if this answer had been rehearsed thousands of times in her heart.

Belmode couldn't help but laugh.

"Obviously, initially, it was you who took the initiative to 'hook up' with the organization."

"I just showed my ability in profiling that I was noticed by the organization. Because I know that the organization has always cherished talents. ”

Could it be that she was asked to touch Porcelain Gin's car, and then cried, made trouble, and hanged herself, threatening him to let her join the organization?

I'm afraid that at that time, the first thing to greet her was the bullet.

"In that case, why are you leaving?"

"Didn't you keep thinking about leaving?"

Qinghai Chuantang looked at her, but she could get there.

In the end, neither of them answered the other's question.

After a long time, Belmode sighed slightly.

"I had to stay, and I had to leave."

It sounds like a contradiction.

"Me too."

At the beginning, he stayed in the organization in order to use the organization to forge his identity and destroy some files and confidential information related to himself.

After all, there are things that don't work on the surface.

And the reason for leaving, naturally, is because the feng shui magnetic field is incompatible.

How to choose light and darkness?

"Now, what's your choice?"

After saying that, Belmode softly called out her nickname, Goha.

It seems to be back to the time when you could call each other "Beibei" with a smile.

"I choose to be the delicate gray of the world."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and answered the other party's question.

Belmode understood what he really wanted to say.

"That's what it's called, Mingzhe to protect himself?"

"Clever."

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