Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 90 Hmm, I Believe It
In the dark night, the bustling streets of Tokyo are brightly lit.

Konosuke Terai sat down on the driver's seat, playing the game very seriously.

The moment Bai Shui pushed open the rear door and got in the car, he turned his head in surprise, "Master Kaidou!"

"You are so good at predicting things, the Zhongmori Police Department really called!"

He hurriedly reported, paused the game in a hurry, rummaged for bottled drinking water, "Would you like some water to rest?"

He continued to report, "As you requested, I used a voice changer to pretend to be your voice to reply, and pretended to be staying up late in the living room playing games."

Of course Nakamori Ginzo did not believe it.

But Konosuke Terai knew the Nakamori Police Department very well, so he deliberately chose a relatively famous game that had just released a sequel.

Relying on the impression of Kaito Kuroba, he laughed out loud because of "successfully defeated the Boss without injury" amidst the intense game sound.

Nakamori Ginzo wrote the letter on the spot.

He couldn't hold back, and reprimanded Konosuke Terai for a minute with the angry attitude of a parent who accidentally found out that his child was staying up late playing games, and then slowly recalled the purpose of his phone call.

Now, Nakamori Ginzo is in 'Kaito Kid is Kaito! ' and 'Kaito Kid is not Kaito! ' Between, especially entangled.

"Thank you," Bai Shui pushed the bottle of water back, "Thank you for helping me, Grandpa Terai."

Konosuke Terai was originally cheerful, but when he looked at Bai Shui's expression, his joy dropped drastically, and he became serious, "What's the matter, Master Kaito, is there an accident during the operation?"

Something is wrong, the action was successful, why is Master Kaidou still looking very unhappy? !
Is it...

He thought for a while, and suddenly, "Did you meet that detective again?"

"Yes," Bai Shui rolled down the car window by a third, allowing the fresh air outside to slowly occupy the dull car interior, "The police may search for suspicious people around, go home first, Grandpa Terai."

Konosuke Terai hesitated to speak for a moment, but turned around to start the car honestly, and drove the car away from the street very close to the museum.

He considered his tone and asked, "Did you have any conflict with that detective, young master?"

"Your expression is too calm," Kaito Kuroba lazily said, "He thinks 'I' is not happy."

"I habitually restrain my expression, and I can't express 'rich and energetic' like you," Baishui euphemistically expressed the characteristics of Kuroba Kaito's expression, and comforted Terai Konosuke, "That detective knows my father, I have some... ..."

I miss my father.

This is a reasonable explanation for 'Kaito Kuroba is exceptionally quiet'.

Sure enough, Konosuke Terai suddenly understood, accepted it instantly and calmed down simultaneously, and drove without looking sideways.

"Grandpa Terai is perfunctory to the police department," Kuroba Kaito said, "You are perfunctory to Grandpa Terai."

He added faintly, "Still perfunctory to me."

Bai Shui turned his head sideways, looking at the car window.

There is a faint blurred reflection printed on the car window, because it has been lowered by a third, so the top part of the reflection is the chin, and the bottom part is the lower part of the shoulders.

The clothes on the reflection are still casual clothes when white water mixed into the crowd.

He took off his baseball cap and said flatly, "You've been perfunctory to me."

Now, the body's view focuses on the reflection in the car window.

Kuroba Kaito is keenly aware that now that all the urgent matters have been resolved and the intermission before the next round of urgent matters has started, it is just suitable for Bai Shui to settle the bill.

He immediately turned around and said, "Speaking of which, even with the muscle memory of your body, you're learning false sounds too fast, right?"

"Did it happen before?"

Failed to change the subject, Shirasui repeated what Kaito Kuroba said casually before, "'Your whole body is white, except for white, it is silver, and there is no other heavier color'."

He rolled up the car window a little, exposing the eyes, stared at the reflection's eyes and asked, "What does this sentence mean?"

Kuroba Kaito and the silver-white eyepatch in the reflection looked at each other.

He turned his brain urgently, and just about to speak, he felt Bai Shui suddenly repeat the question again, "What does this sentence mean?"

When he was talking, Kuroba Kaito saw that white figure in the reflection of the car window also spoke, then shut up again.

But from Bai Shui's point of view, when he was speaking, the figure in casual clothes on the reflection of the car window did not speak.

"Why," he paused for a few seconds, he spoke again, with a little difficulty, "When I speak, the mouth in the reflection of the car window doesn't move?"

It's kind of scary.

The appearance is the same, the movements are the same, and the overall expression is not weird, but there is a difference in the mouth, which is simply a weapon of the uncanny valley effect. The reflection instantly makes people feel very strange, horrifying and terrifying.

The next second, without him speaking, the mouth on the reflection moved.

"Huh, is that so?" Kaito Kuroba said nonchalantly, "It's so scary."

Bai Shui: "..."

This tone is so high blood pressure.

He grasped the key point, "There is a problem with the reflection."

"When did you find out?"

"Just now." Kaito Kuroba imitated Bai Shui's sincere tone in the corridor, and said with extra sincerity, before being beaten, he quickly gave the answer again, "The last time I acted."

Without Kuroba Kaito's explanation, Baishui also recalled "Kuroha Kaito Narcissism Record".

Recalling that after the [Moon no Hitomi] incident, Kaito Kuroba stared at the glass window for a long time on the deserted street, as if he was in the late stage of narcissism, and he had to persuade him for a long time before leaving.

He again: "..."

It turned out that it was not the late stage of narcissism, but the abnormal reflection.

"When you look at the reflection, you see me, right?" Kuroba Kaito said, "But what I see is an 'me' with white hair and a white skirt."

He added, "Wearing a silver eyepatch and layers of bandages on his left arm."

Bai Shui quickly grasped the point, "White hair, white skirt?"

White, white skirt? ? ?

"Yeah," Kaito Kuroba said calmly, "it's not pants, it's a skirt."

He praised, "It's very enthusiastic."

"It's a dress with the top open. It seems to look better than sailor suits. No wonder you don't like sailor suits."

"But the hem of the skirt is too long, can you shorten it properly? Just cut it to the thigh, it's just right."

Bai Shui: "???"

What the hell are you talking about?

Kuroba Kaito was extremely sincere, "It's true."

Anyway, he really didn't lie.

"You..." Bai Shui forced himself to calm down a bit, and focused again, "White hair, wearing a white blindfold?"

This description reminded him of the Prophet in the game. The Prophet has many different skins, many of which are white.

...Including the outrageous description of 'skirt', it is likely to refer to the prophet's almost unchanged robe for thousands of years.

He thought for a while, "Are you wearing a hood?"

"No," Kaito Kuroba resolutely vetoed, still a little disgusted, "A skirt with a hood? It doesn't look good at all."

Bai Shui couldn't bear it anymore, "That's a robe, not a skirt."

Not even a 'better than a sailor suit' skirt!

Not to mention shortening to the thigh!
Kuroba Kaito: "Yeah, I believe it."

(End of this chapter)