Conan's other me

Chapter 117 Raising the Sword of Rebellion to the Sky

Hui Yuanai opened his eyes.

In front of her was her own room, and the lights were on.

After staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, she turned her head to look at the bed.

What came into her eyes was Fengyuan sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with his chin propped up, his posture and eyes were exactly the same as the last him in the dream...

The difference is that he looks like a primary school student now.

Since Hui Yuan Ai just woke up, she still can't tell the difference between dreams and reality.She was a little afraid that now was just a dream...

At this moment, she seems to be standing in front of the gate of truth, but her sensibility makes her doubt whether the gate is the truth.

The memory of the dream gradually dissipated after waking up, and Hui Yuan Ai couldn't help sticking out his hand in pajamas from under the quilt.

He seems to be very close...

She pushed open the door of truth.

Her fingertips touched his face.

Clear to the touch.

Hui Yuanai blinked, and kept this posture for a while before realizing that he really woke up this time.Now is the real world.

Withdrawing her hand as if she had been electrocuted, Huiyuan Ai retracted into the quilt again, pulled the quilt up a little bit, covered half of her face, and then quickly turned her back to Fengyuan.

On the other side, Fengyuan also recovered from his stupor, and took the opportunity to calm down the heartbeat that had just accelerated.

He just got a little closer because he was worried about whether Hui Yuanai's cold had worsened and observed her face.

"satyr."

Then he heard a muffled sound coming from under the quilt.

It was you who acted strangely just now...

Fengyuan thought to himself, but he didn't say it, but heaved a sigh of relief.Saying this at this time means that she should have recovered from the nightmare just now.

So he gave a compliment very cooperatively: "What's the reason again this time?"

"Sneaking into a girl's room at night to watch her sleep, isn't that enough of a pervert?" Hui Yuan Ai turned around again, still with half of her face huddled under the quilt, looking at Feng Yuan with half-moon eyes.

"I just came in." Fengyuan explained, "And you actually only slept for less than half an hour. The door was half open, the lights were not turned off, and your breathing sounded a little short--"

"Sorry, I'm a little worried." Halfway through the explanation, Feng Yuan changed his words.

Hui Yuanai didn't reply, but just looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Yuan hesitated a little.

Judging from Hui Yuan Ai's behavior before waking up, she obviously had a nightmare, and like last time, it was related to her "absence".

Thinking that it was probably because of his unintentional joke, Fengyuan wanted to ask, but worried that mentioning these things at this time would remind her of nightmares.

After hesitating for a while, Fengyuan finally opened his mouth: "Have you had a nightmare again?"

"Ah."

"I wasn't there in the dream?"

"…How did you know?"

"Because you called me softly at the end," Fengyuan explained, "I answered, and you woke up right after."

Graybara was stunned for a moment.

She originally thought that the last reply she heard was the voice in a dream, but now it seems that is not the case...

That was his reply in reality.

The sound penetrated the eardrums and reached her thoughts directly, as if breaking the barrier between dream and reality, and woke her up from the blurred dream.

Hui Yuanai's mood improved a lot.

And even though Huiyuan Ai still covered half of her face with the quilt, Fengyuan still noticed that she was in a good mood now, as if she was thinking of something happy.

This also made him dispel the idea of ​​continuing to comfort her.

And this time Hui Yuan Ai was indeed a little sleepy.

So after hearing her take the initiative to talk about the case in her dream that she almost forgot, he left the room and helped her turn off the light and the door.

then…

Fengyuan couldn't help touching his right cheek.

……

Fengyuan didn't know that something related to them was happening in another corner of the world.

It was dark now.

Even the office workers who can sit for hours on a skewer have gone home, and there are still active people who live in the dark besides the real night owls.

In a luxuriously decorated bar, on the middle stage, a sexy female singer in scantily clad clothes was singing, and her beautiful singing voice attracted everyone to gather in the audience.

On the back side, Gin was sitting at the table with a cigarette in his mouth, looking fascinated by the singing.

Sitting next to him is still his younger brother and driver, Vodka, who is almost inseparable from him.

"Brother, did you see the excited expression on the face of the man who went back just now? He didn't know that today would be the last time he drank in his life..."

The two didn't come here for entertainment.They come here to seal the deal and relax by the way.Of course, the object of their trade will fall into the abyss of death just like his predecessors.

"Big brother?"

After talking for a long time, the eldest brother didn't respond, and Vodka couldn't help but yelled.Gin gave him a cold look, and Vodka was relieved, and continued to talk.

"Is this the singer?" Vodka turned to look at the woman on the stage, "Her singing sounds so intoxicating at any time..."

At this time, a male waiter bent slightly, smiling, and put two glasses of wine on the table of the two, "Dry martini... This is what the female singer gave to the two of you..."

"Chirp~" Vodka held up his glass, "Then we will gladly accept—"

A still-lit cigarette was abruptly inserted into the wine glass.Vodka froze for a moment, looked up and found that it was made of gin.

"Are you kidding?" Gin's tone was cold.

"Ah?" Vodka and the waiter responded at the same time.

"I'm asking you...what's the idea?" Almost in an instant, Gin pressed the waiter's head on the table, grabbed the ice pick from the side, and stabbed the waiter viciously , "Bermode—"

The ice pick almost touched Belmode's cheek, piercing off the mask she used for camouflage, revealing a young and beautiful face.

"Just kidding!" Belmode shook his long hair, and the crumbs of the mask fell off his head. "I just want to tease someone who has a soft spot for that female singer... just."

She looked at Gin, but Gin didn't respond, but took out another cigarette and put it in her mouth.

"A well-known female star like you, if people see us with you... Aren't you worried?" Vodka said.

"Don't worry," Belmode replied, "The rest of the audience seem to be immersed in her singing..."

"Have you found that thing?" Gin asked while lighting a cigarette.

Belmode not only did not return to the United States, but also retrieved the latest information on the organization's drug research, which made him a little suspicious.According to her own statement, she was looking for something important to her.

"That," Belmode said, slightly dazed, "I seem to be a little lost..."

"Lost? I'm familiar with the streets of Tokyo..."

"Yeah." Belmode's eyes were a little erratic, as if he didn't hear the second half of Vodka's words, "It's like standing at the crossroads of a maze..."

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