In the end, Conan finally gave up thinking about right and wrong.

Right and wrong are always a complex puzzle, and there are many things in this world that are not right and wrong in an absolute sense.

After making a choice, there will be a corresponding result, and if you choose one direction, you will never know if the scenery in the other direction will be better.

No one can take two completely different paths at the same time.

It's like whether or not to tell Maorilan his identity, if he tells him that Conan is Maolilan, and he is now being chased by the dark organization, and his heart is uneasy and unsettled.

Perhaps Mao Lilan's lovesickness in his heart will be eliminated because of the stabbing of "Conan is Kudo Shinichi, and Kudo Shinichi has always been by my side".

But the threats of the organization followed, and the panic in his heart all the time became a threat to Maorilan and Uncle Maori.

And if you don't tell Maorilan who you are.

Mao Lilan misses Shinichi Kudo, who is close in front of him but doesn't know it, and he is also threatened by the organization because of himself.

The only difference is that Maorilan will get a little peace of mind.

Conan didn't know how to make the right choice, just as he didn't know if he chose to leave his own death signal or not.

But...... Think about it from a long-term perspective.

I really have to expose all this, otherwise whether it is Hattori Heiji or Toru Amamiya, it is inevitable that they will be noticed by the organization because of themselves, and then they will be involved in the extermination.

It's undoubtedly better to be a little wary of the organization and the gray plain because of the last message you left behind.

Conan's hands, hidden under the covers, stirred the sheets slightly, and the detective's clever brain turned rapidly.

And at this moment, Gray Yuan Wai finally lost his "victory declaration".

The light of the silver moon stirred the dark clouds outside the window, and the black shadows were entangled with the black shadows, and all kinds of unpredictable thoughts collided.

Conan smiled freely, and Gray let the silver glow from the window fall on her short brown hair, and she pulled the trigger.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the side of Conan's cheek, and the fiery muzzle of the gun was pungent after the smoke of gunpowder, but it was not a bullet that symbolized death.

A bouquet of sunflowers ejected from the muzzle of the gun in a certain manner, and finally returned to the original form of the flower in the air.

Conan was stunned, watching Gray Yuan Wai suddenly change from the previous coldness to the current gentleness, although the previous one looked a little cool and indifferent, but the overall gentle Gray Yuan Wai suddenly returned to him at this moment.

Gray Yuan Wai inserted this bouquet of sunflowers into the vase next to him, and Conan looked at the tall figure in the shadows with half-moon eyes.

Although both in height and temperament, this person doesn't look like Toru Amamiya.

But judging from the current situation of the prank, and what he knows about Toru Amamiya.

This kind of opportunity to tease himself, he will never let go.

"It's you, right? Amamiya ......"

The mysterious man peeked out of the shadows, and Conan was stunned because it wasn't Toru Amamiya's face.

But soon the mysterious man tore his face with his hand, and the fake skin made of special materials was torn off, and Toru Amamiya laughed at Conan.

Conan:......

"I didn't expect you to be disguised, like that monster thief Kidd......"

Conan felt a little helpless, if this time he was acting with Gray Hara, and Toru Amamiya used his own face, Conan felt that he would not believe it.

And Toru Amamiya obviously expected this, so he didn't reveal his true face at all, and even after completing the disguise, half of his face was hidden in the shadows.

Really...... I thought Gray Plains had really surrendered to the enemy.

However, looking at Toru Amamiya, who was laughing at him, Conan's originally restless mood finally relaxed a little.

Although Conan knew that his restlessness was caused by these two boring guys.

"Xiao Ai and I were just going to visit you for a while, but Xiao Ai insisted on coming to such a show."

Toru Amamiya explained, trying to get himself out of the whole incident, but Conan continued to hang his eyes, as if you continued, you see if I believe it or not.

"Okay, I won't mention who wants to scare me......

"But you're doing this because of Xiaolan's business, right?"

Conan sat up from the bed, his wound aching from the act of making a death message he had just made, but now was not the time to pay attention to these things.

"Are you scaring me like this because you also hope that I won't tell Maolilan the truth about my smallness, afraid that this information will pose a threat to her?"

Conan struggled to move his body, leaning against the back of the hospital bed, and said in a pretended flat tone, his heart still the remnants of the previous thought under the threat of death.

Conan knew he was facing a big choice that could change his future and affect his entire life

But what about the future that he was changed, Conan didn't know, he could only rely on his own reason to think, and finally make a choice.

"Maolilan has already sensed my true identity, and you expected that I would confess all this to myself as I had no choice but to do so, so I came to me, right?"

As the doctor said before, the physical weakness caused by the gunshot wound has been reflected in Conan, and the cold symptoms caused by the upper respiratory tract infection make Conan's voice sound a little urned.

“…… I don't know if I made the right choice, but maybe I should keep it a secret to avoid danger to her. ”

Conan thought about the threats he posed to those around him with his current status, and the words that Dr. Asa had sternly admonished him when he was just getting smaller.

"You must not reveal your identity, it will pose a threat to the people around you."

Conan felt that his mind was now a mess, Dr. Asasa's admonition, and Hattori Heiji analyzed Maoliran's psychology when he talked to him.

There are also the days I spent with Maolilan.

From the cruise ship, Maolilan looked at the sea in front of her, the sea breeze blowing her clothes, and she pleaded with herself in a tone that bordered on pleading.

"Don't leave me, okay?"

Conan shifted his head, trying not to look at the two people in front of him, trying to hide the emptiness and helplessness in his heart.

Are all the choices you make now really correct?

Toru Amamiya looked at Conan, who was bathed in the silver glow of the full moon with a sad and thoughtful expression, and finally spoke.

"No, I've already said it, it's not my idea to scare you, it's Xiao Ai's ......"

"As for my words? My tendency is to let you no longer be distracted by the outside world, and really make choices based on your own heart. ”

Toru Amamiya crumpled up the disguise material in his hand, threw it into the trash, and looked at Conan, who was worried.

Although it is fun to bully Conan, and it is fun to watch Conan go berserk with incompetence once in a while, Conan, who is really silent because of his inner entanglement, is not fun at all.

And if he keeps struggling like this, what if he spoils himself?

Let's enlighten a little bit......

And Toru Amamiya himself, who also dislikes to watch the people around him helpless because of the pressure of reality, changed his heart, and finally chose a result that he didn't like.

Toru Amamiya has chosen to compromise under pressure from reality countless times, and the final result of compromise is that Toru Amamiya almost loses everything in the end.

Compromise is not a good medicine, and on the contrary, compromising is sometimes a recipe for chronic suicide.

Escaping is shameful but useful, and it is only a warning that can only be validated if certain qualifications exist.

Toru Amamiya is passionate about giving his friends the right to choose as much as possible, so that they can act for their hearts without being oppressed by the outside world.

In a sense, Toru Amamiya is a person who admires truth and rejects hypocrisy.

He wanted Conan to make his own choices about his identity, knowing everything and getting rid of all distractions.

"In fact, I want you to make the most heartfelt choice about whether or not to confess your identity to Maorilan."

"Do you want to continue to get along with Mao Lilan in your current identity until one day Xiao Ai researches an antidote and allows you to return to Shinichi Kudo."

"Or, tell her the truth of all this, so that Maolilan will no longer suffer from longing, and the two of you will wait for the antidote to be born together."

Gray Yuan Wai fiddled with the bouquet of sunflowers on the side, showing a little helpless expression, and sighed.

She had always known about Toru Amamiya's fault, and he was always afraid that the choices made by others were due to the pressure he unintentionally exerted and the tendency to behave.

He wants everyone around him to be able to live in accordance with his heart, and he has been working hard for this hope.

He punishes himself for his evasion at some point and a moment, and will constantly adjust his mindset to get closer to that goal.

This attachment that has remained unchanged since he woke up from the laboratory is like the trauma he experienced in a dream that no one knew about during that year of being in a coma.

Friends have almost become Toru Amamiya's lifelong obsession.

And now, Conan, in a sense, has become a friend of Toru Amamiya.

"What does this mean? Excluding outside interference, can I still guarantee that everyone is not threatened by that organization? ”

Conan was stunned and pouted a little self-deprecatingly.

But looking at Toru Amamiya's serious expression, he immediately realized something.

"You won't ...... Can you really guarantee that everyone is not threatened by that organization? ”

Toru Amamiya nodded and looked out the window at the scenery, just like Hattori Heiji before.

At least at this moment, both of them were sincerely thinking about Conan, calming his gradually restless heart.

"As you can see, I have a very good ability to disguise, unless it allows me to blend in with almost any organization."

"I don't usually use this ability...... But at least he can make a big difference now. ”

Toru Amamiya patted Conan on the shoulder and told him affectionately with a confused expression.

"I can't tell you exactly how I did it, but what you do know is that you're now a member of that organization."

"Most members of the organization won't do anything to you, even if you reveal that you're Shinichi Kudo."

Conan froze on the bed, pointing at himself, then at Ashbara, and finally at Toru Amamiya.

He didn't understand how this situation had developed, how he had become a member of that organization......

The people of that organization, why wouldn't they just take action against themselves and Kudo Shinichi.

What kind of development is this?

Yourself ...... now Has he officially gone from being a detective to a member of the organization, a criminal criminal?

Conan was speechless for a moment, and his mind was in turmoil.

"Or from now on, in their eyes, you are a member of the organization who is on a mission under the guise of Shinichi Hido."

"Of course, as a peripheral member of the organization, you dance in the firing line of the members of the organization, revealing his identity in front of him, this kind of death will inevitably be killed by them."

"After all, this is a very serious betrayal even for their organization."

Toru Amamiya didn't say exactly how he did all this, he just threw out one of his abilities first, telling Conan how convenient one ability was in every way.

Then he told him that all this happened, and misled him into thinking that it was the ability to disguise himself that he had successfully forged his identity.

Toru Amamiya doesn't really want to lie to his friends, but his identity is undoubtedly a greater danger to Conan.

Just as Conan didn't want to tell Maoriran his identity without being able to guarantee his safety, Toru Amamiya didn't want Conan to exacerbate the threat posed by his identity because of his identity.

So he tried to use this roundabout way as much as possible.

But Toru Amamiya has left a flaw in his statement, and if Conan is sharp enough, maybe he will be able to guess the truth of everything after the fact.

"I can't completely guarantee the safety of you and Maolilan, because nothing in this world is absolutely safe."

"All I can do is ensure that you and Kudo Shinichi will not be targeted by the organization in normal life, that's all."

Toru Amamiya nodded to Conan, who was still a little dazed, and Ash Yuan Ai looked away from the sunflower on the side and looked at the detective lying on the hospital bed.

"Of course, my personal advice is that you continue to conceal your identity, after all, this fake identity is not a panacea."

"What happened in the Cup City Hotel is a flaw in your identity, although Pisco has died, but if there are really other members of the organization at the memorial service."

"Then I think your identity has been noticed by them."

"And I think you heard from Officer Twilight, it wasn't just Gin and the others who attacked their police force at that time."

"I think it's normal for there to be members of other organizations at the venue at that time."

Conan nodded, finally recognizing what had happened to him in his mind.

Overall, he temporarily gained a moment of peace from the threat of the organization.

Whether it is confessing his identity to Maoriran, or continuing to act as Kudo Shinichi in some future cases, the danger of his identity has been minimized to the greatest extent.

But this peace is not unbreakable, and it does not mean that you can continue to live your life roughly and recklessly.

If you are still as impulsive as before, it is difficult to avoid continuing to show flaws in the eyes of the members of the organization, which will lead to your identity being revealed.

And......

Conan glanced at Toru Amamiya with his own small eyes, although he didn't know how this man who was always mysterious did it, but he must have used a lot of means.

As with all cases in the world that are carried out using various intrigues.

Since there is a scheme, it is difficult to avoid leaving clues about yourself.

Although he said it easily to forge the identity of the organization for himself, if this disguise was exposed, he would certainly not be able to escape from it.

So, how do you choose?

Conan felt a little warm in his heart when he felt that his identity was mysterious, his past and origin were unknown, but he had the greatest kindness to him.

Myself...... It seems that all that they have done for themselves should not be disappointed.

Toru Amamiya looked at Conan, who was lost in thought, lightly touched his head, and turned around to return all the space to him.

"In that case, you can think slowly and tell us the results in the end."

"But you still have one thing to pay attention to about your identity."

Conan barely took a little away from his deep thoughts and looked at Toru Amamiya.

"What else should I pay attention to?"

"Come on and fake your exploits in the organization, and try to brush your face in front of them in front of Gin...... Of course, I mean the kind that doesn't reveal your identity. ”

"Maybe one day I'll see you as a codename member of the Order, on an equal footing with Gin vodka?"

Toru Amamiya smiled at Conan with a slight prank, and left his hospital room with Ash Hara.

Conan:......

I really don't know what to say, it's ridiculous to be a great detective and end up being an important member of the dark organization.

Toru Amamiya still likes pranks and jokes so much......

However, Conan looked at the swaying golden sunflowers in front of his bed and smiled a little.

This feeling of being pranked occasionally seems to be okay?

Conan thought about it and suddenly remembered the last time he was pranked, the pain of watching his partner fall in front of his eyes, as if it were heartbreaking.

And this time, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed to the forehead, the imminent threat of death.

Although the meaning of admonishment to oneself is very strong, it is extremely important for oneself to correct one's reckless mistakes and develop a good habit of prudence.

But, it's really impressive!

If there is a next time, Conan sincerely hopes that it will not be so scary......