Ke Xue mourner

Chapter 296 Conan admits his identity!

Midnight, Mori's.

After a whole night of tossing around, everyone was tired, even Hanyu Kiyoan and Suzuki Sonoko next door fell into a deep sleep.

Mori Kogoro was probably very tired, not only physically, but also mentally. After worrying for so long, his emotions fluctuated too much, so his snoring was particularly loud tonight.

Conan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and finally rubbed his hair frantically, sat up with dark circles under his eyes, the bright moonlight outside the window hit the room, as peaceful as if there had never been an explosion.

Conan sighed, got up from the bed, scratched his belly, planned to drink water, go to the toilet, and come back to try to fall asleep.

Pushing open the door, there was a strange noise from the room next door to Mao Lilan. Conan came to the door in surprise, only to see that the door was not closed, and there was still a small gap.

Conan pushed it away slightly and looked inside, only to see Mao Lilan leaning against the window, holding a cup in his hand, looking out with a sad face.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan said softly.

"Conan?" Mao Lilan was taken aback, and quickly put away the things in her hand.

Only then did Conan notice that what she was holding was not a glass, but a beer can!
"Sister Xiaolan, you..."

Seeing that he found out, Mao Lilan didn't hide it any more, and said with a smile: "Dad misunderstood me drinking before, and couldn't sleep tonight, so I suddenly wanted to try it out, how delicious this thing is, and made him so addicted."

"But I drank half a can and didn't think it tasted any better. It tasted weird..."

Mao Lilan raised a finger to her lips, "You must keep it a secret, Conan, don't tell Dad."

Conan looked at Mao Lilan's blushing face, as if he was a little drunk, which was completely different from the Xiaolan he had known all along.

Although Xiaolan is sometimes violent, she is usually a gentle and good girl, how can she drink alcohol?

"Sister Xiaolan, it's better for girls not to drink." Conan walked up to him, took the beer can from her hand, and told her seriously.

Mao Lilan smiled, "Don't worry so much, I won't become an alcoholic like my father. I remember that I tasted beer when I was a child, and I drank red wine before. Didn't your father tease you with wine at home?"

Conan shook his head, "He usually doesn't drink at home, and at most drinks red wine with my mother, but occasionally comes back drunk outside."

Well, not only was he drunk, but there were lipstick marks on his shirt, Conan complained secretly, because his mother often got mad about this kind of thing.

I don't know why those women outside worship Dad so much...

"Eh? That's really a good father of the Gu family. What kind of hobbies does he usually have? Does he smoke?" Mao Lilan looked at Conan with burning eyes and asked.

The breath with a faint smell of alcohol hit his face, and Conan was almost drunk, and he replied a little dizzy: "Occasionally, I smoke, but I don't have such a big addiction as my uncle. I usually like to read books."

"I see...it sounds...similar to Shinichi's father."

"!!!"

Conan suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, he turned his head to meet Mao Lilan's burning eyes, and his ruddy hot face, and stammered:
"That's right, it's a bit like..."

Mao Lilan held Conan's face in both hands, and continued to ask: "Tell me a little more about your parents, I don't know much about them, such as their height, age, weight, appearance, blood type, job, hobbies, habits, catchphrases some type of……"

Conan's eyes widened, and he felt his scalp numb. The hands holding his face were hot and powerful, and his face was almost squeezed into a ball.

"I...I...um..."

Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Mao Lilan had a flash of disappointment in his eyes, let go of his hand, got up and leaned against the bed again, and said with a lonely expression:
"Before I was rescued by Hanyu-kun, Shinichi said something about his concern, I am very happy, really happy..."

"Later, when I washed up in Hanyu-kun's garden and planned to go back to find him, because Hanyu-kun was not there, Sonoko couldn't open the door, so I had to wait."

"Finally, after Hanyu-kun came back, he said that Shinichi had left alone, but I asked my father and police officer Megure, but none of them saw Shinichi."

"So, Conan, tell me, did Shinichi really come back? Or was it just a dream?" Mao Lilan didn't turn her head when she said this, and Conan just bowed his head in silence behind her.

Mao Lilan continued to mutter to himself: "Although I have good homework, I have never been able to keep up with Shinichi's footsteps in matters such as observation and reasoning. I thought I probably had no talent in this. "

"It's just that I didn't expect to become a reasoning writer one day. I followed my father and he went through those cases again and again, carefully recorded them, and studied them carefully when I came back."

"At the beginning, I really had no way to deal with the tricks and logical reasoning of the murder. Shinichi helped solve this part, and because of this, Mr. Editor suspected that I had ghostwritten it."

"It's just that there are more cases recorded and more written, and I gradually learned a little method of observation and reasoning, which was given to me by Shinichi."

Mao Lilan turned back and cast a sly smile at Conan, but Conan couldn't smile at all.

"I remember when you first came to my house, once I saw you falling asleep on the sofa and took off your glasses. Looking at that familiar face, I immediately thought of Shinichi."

"However, because this kind of thing is too bizarre, I didn't continue to doubt it in the end. Later, I didn't take the suspicious things seriously again and again."

"But... I can barely be regarded as a true mystery novelist now. I can no longer pretend to ignore these doubts. The appearance of Hanyu-kun also proves that all kinds of things beyond imagination are not just in the In fantasy."

"When I was collecting materials some time ago, I happened to read the records of a case. The key to solving that case was that two people who never appeared at the same time were actually one person..."

"So... I really can't lie to myself anymore..."

"New One..."

Crystal clear teardrops gushed out from the corners of Mao Lilan's eyes, slowly slid down her cheeks, and fell to the corner of her smiling mouth, her voice was choked and aggrieved.

Conan hesitated to speak, but felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

Mao Lilan waited for a long time, and the light in her eyes was gradually covered by disappointment. She walked to the bed and sat down, "It's very late, and I'm a little sleepy too, so go back to sleep early."

"You guessed it right, I..." Conan paused, and admitted with some difficulty, "I am indeed Kudo Shinichi, Edogawa Conan is just a fabricated identity."

"Why?" Mao Lilan didn't react violently, but asked calmly, "Why do you want to do this?"

Conan took a deep breath, feeling a little more relaxed, and explained: "Do you still remember what happened that night? I ran after those two suspicious men in black alone, and Kudo Shinichi disappeared from there... "

Conan didn't dare to look at Mao Lilan's expression. He walked to the window, looked up at the moon, and narrated the beginning of everything and the experience of that night.

From discovering the suspicious points of gin and vodka, abandoning Mao Lilan to follow, being discovered, being beaten on the back of the head, being poisoned in a daze, becoming smaller, unbelievable, calling the police, being treated as a joke, and running all the way to Dr. Ali's house ...

(End of this chapter)