Chapter 65

On the roof of Xinben Building, there stood a woman pushing a stroller.

She was standing on the edge, pushing the pram back and forth, as if imitating a cradle.

The life-saving air cushion has been set up below, but it will take a certain amount of time to wait for the negotiating experts to come.

Kikuchi Zhixia pushed the baby carriage and walked forward for a certain distance, which caused the people downstairs to scream.

Fortunately, due to the cold weather, there were not many onlookers at this time.

Otherwise, it will only bring greater stimulation to her, and maybe she will react more aggressively.

"Why is that big sister standing on the roof?"

"And she's standing so close, it feels like she's about to fall. Are you right, Conan Conan?"

As Mitsuhiko said, he turned and looked at the person beside him, only to find that the person suddenly disappeared.

"What? Conan went up? What happened to the on-site control! Do you want a child to negotiate with a person who is already on the verge of collapse?"

"Okay, it seems that only the elevator to the top floor is controlled."

Faster, faster.

When Conan kept climbing the stairs, this was the only thought left in his heart.

"Mei, little Mei, mom's favorite Mei"

Kikuchi Tomoka had a smile on her face, and the halo of light hit her outline, as if the radiance of motherhood was revealed.

She sang songs of her own making and slid the stroller back and forth like a child in a cradle.

"big sister."

Juchi Zhixia stopped singing, turned around and looked at the sudden person behind him.

is a child?
Conan showed an innocent smile, and praised: "The song you sang just now is really nice."

Kikuchi Zhixia was very happy, his face was full of joy.

"Every time I sing this, Mei kicks me in the stomach."

"But big sister, it's too dangerous here. And the weather is so cold, if you keep being exposed to the cold wind, your child will definitely get sick, right?"

Kikuchi Tomoka's expression turned cold instantly.

"The person who knows Mei best is me, because I am her mother."

Inside the stroller, there was a clear coughing sound.

Juchi Zhixia glanced back, then looked back at Conan, and said, "Qingya got sick because she didn't drink colostrum. I had so much milk back then, but I couldn't feed her at all."

"but."

Juchi Zhixia smiled again, "I fed her a lot this time, she will definitely not get sick again."

"Then big sister, let's go down together! It's so high here, I'm a little scared. I think the little sister inside must be very scared too?"

However, Conan's words did not have the slightest effect, but instead made Kikuchi Tomoka more vigilant.

"They were too noisy, and they said I was a kidnapper. Mei was born by me through hard work, and they don't understand anything."

"If I go down, they will definitely take my Mei. I just want to take Mei for a walk, but they tell me what to do."

Conan kept a faint smile and said, "Big sister, I know you are sister Mei's biological mother. But if you stand here, it's really too dangerous!"

"Even Suwei, you know it, why don't they know it? Why doesn't my Mei know?"

"Mei said today that she misses her mother, and I clearly told her that I am her mother. She also said that her name is not Mei, but Qingya, and that she is going to find her mother."

Juchi Zhixia became anxious and excited, "But, but I am her mother."

After she finished speaking, she glanced downstairs, looking at those people.

They seemed to be discussing something, and even pointed fingers at themselves.

Maybe it was something like, "Look, that kidnapper" or something.

These people don't understand, they don't understand anything.

"Ms. Zhixia, I can understand you very well, because I know that you are Mei's real mother."

"Mei put on the clothes you bought for her, and she showed a happy smile. Mei likes you, that's why she ran to you so happily at that time, didn't she?"

Qinghai Chuantang protected Conan behind him, signaling him to go down as soon as possible.

"But, if Mei likes me, why is she still thinking about leaving? Why is she clamoring for 'mother'? Obviously I am her mother!"

She seemed to be asking herself, but also like asking the other party.

"Pregnancy is a very hard process, but it is blissful when you feel life slowly growing in your belly."

"The moment you feel the fetal movement, you should understand, because you are a mother. I can understand you, because I was also a mother."

Qinghai Chuantang's expression seemed to turn sad in an instant.

Juchi Zhixia was stunned for a moment.

She thought that the other party was just a girl, but she didn't expect that she was also a mother.

"Then, do you really understand me?"

"Do you really love your child? Do you really love Mei?"

Qinghai Chuantang asked back.

Kikuchi Tomoka didn't know why the other party asked such a question.

But he quickly replied: "Of course I love Mei, how can anyone love Mei more than me in this world?"

"You are a mother, and I am a mother."

Qinghai Chuantang kept adding psychological hints to her.

"As a mother, my favorite child coughed, why would I be indifferent?"

"Mei has already drank colostrum, she will get better soon. And in this world, no one loves Mei more than me."

Kikuchi Tomoka refuted the other party.

For her, Mei has become an obsession.

"But as a mother, would you not know that your child has severe allergies?"

"As a mother, you should know, right? As a mother, would you have the heart to let your child be hurt?"

"So, you just want to take her to see the high scenery, right?"

Juchi Zhixia was stunned for a moment, and then nodded after a while.

"Yes, it is."

"Ms. Zhixia. As a mother, I naturally have to take on the responsibility of being a mother. Look at Mei's current appearance and listen to her coughing."

"Is all this really what you want?"

"If the situation is serious, it will be life-threatening. Do you have the heart to see her like this? Do you really want to do this before Mei calls you 'Mom'?"

Juchi Zhixia's heart felt as if it had been pulled for a moment.

Or should I say, it was as if he had been severely grabbed by someone.

"Will she really open her mouth and call me 'Mom'?"

Kikuchi Zhixia smiled and shed tears.

They all said she was crazy, but she wasn't.

Juchi Zhixia slowly walked in front of Qingya, and gently stroked her cheek.

Her Mei was coughing and had red spots growing on her face.

Mei must be suffering, right?Have no fear. It will be all right soon.

Juchi Zhixia held back tears and pushed the baby carriage to Qinghai Chuantang.

"Just let me accompany her one last time. OK?"

He looked at her almost beggingly.

She couldn't refuse to agree to the other party's request, even if it was dangerous. But relatively speaking, it was the least dangerous.

Qinghai Chuantang nodded slowly.

It was not herself who convinced Juchi Zhixia, but the original maternal love that remained in her heart.

"Sure enough, I'm not suitable to be a profiler."

Looking at the police car going away, Qinghai Chuantang commented on himself in this way.

Conan felt a little strange, so he asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled in a low voice, then looked up at the sky, and exhaled a big breath of hot air.

In the cold air, it is clearly visible.

"Actually, I was once called a 'liar writer'. That happened a year ago, a silver-haired murderer in New York. This also became an opportunity for me to leave there and return to Japan."

Conan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Of course, he was all too familiar with that case.

Qinghai Chuantang looked down at him, "If you're interested, maybe we can chat on a bench in a certain park tonight. After all, this also has something to do with you, and of course it's not about you now."

"The group of children came to you, so I left first."

Qinghai Chuantang put his hands in his pockets and left without saying a word.

She didn't wave him goodbye, or even look back at them.

Maybe it's because the weather is too cold, or maybe it's because I don't want to, I don't want to.

Looking at the back of the other party, a word suddenly appeared in Conan's heart: desolation.

In winter, night always comes a little earlier than usual.

This seems to be the reason why the black organization is used to haunting in winter, although it is more likely because wearing a windbreaker in summer is easily mistaken for a neuropathy.

"coming."

With that said, Qinghai Chuantang took out a can of hot milk from the bag and handed it to the other party.

With a faint smile on his face, he said, "You are not allowed to drink alcohol when you are under age. If you heat the milk, at least it won't make you so cold."

Although Conan felt that he was already dressed tightly and did not feel the slightest cold, he still chose to take the hot milk handed by the other party and said "thank you".

He sat at the other end of the bench, separated from each other by a plastic bag containing a large number of cans of beer.

And many of them were empty, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

Or maybe after leaving, he has been sitting here.

There are no other pedestrians in the park, only two long shadows stretched by the lights.

Qinghai Chuantang drank beer without saying a word.

Her eye sockets were a little wet, but she seemed to be holding back something.

"What exactly are you trying to tell me?"

Conan looked at her, and finally couldn't help asking.

Qinghai Chuantang paused for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"Do you think there is a need for a reason to save people?"

"Of course you don't need a reason to save people!"

Almost without hesitation, he answered the other party's question.

After hearing this, Qinghai Chuantang smiled lightly.He continued to ask: "Even if you know that saving that person will cause more harm and more innocent people will die, will you still go to save that person?"

Conan was silent for a long time, he seemed to understand what the other party was talking about.

"But when you save the other party in a hurry, you can't think so much, right?"

The justice and kindness in his heart were deeply engraved in his bones, which made him choose this subconsciously.

 In fact, the original intention of saying "I am a teacher of lies" at the time was that she said that Juchi was Qingya's real mother.

  When Hirose read that diary, he actually envied Kikuchi from the bottom of his heart...Although Hirose didn't give birth to Qingya himself, it doesn't mean he doesn't love Qingya...

  Qingya may indeed call her mother in the future, just to thank her for bringing her into this world in return... but she will not feel that she is a real mother.

  (:D)| ̄|_And Kikuchi's behavior was not because of love, but because of excessive sadness and paranoia.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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