Detective Conan's Desperate Cry

Chapter 108 Ending Part 02 ([-])

The sun finally showed its feet, rising from the east amidst the noise, and finally, it was no longer as cold as in the morning.

Conan finally didn't have to tremble all over the road. Fortunately, today is a rest day, so he has time to spend a lot.Walking on the road is so easy and cheerful.

He was in a great mood, even though he was a music idiot, it didn't hinder his enjoyment of humming. Of course, the result was that along the way, there were so many gazes, it was very strange.

They all seem to be saying: "How can there be such a rambunctious person who is out of tune?"

Conan didn't care about that.

Hands holding a bouquet of flowers, hibiscus.

I don't know how many flower shops I found before I found such a bouquet. Conan himself didn't know why he bought hibiscus, but he always felt that she should like it.

After arriving at the destination, Conan got out of the elevator, found the corresponding house number, and pressed the doorbell.

"Ding dong~ding dong~" The doorbell rang long and sweetly, but no one answered.

"Huh? Did I find the wrong room?" Conan frowned, took two steps back, looked up at the house number, then looked at the phone, "This is the room, isn't there anyone?"

Conan rang the doorbell again, but no one answered.

Conan showed drooping eyes: "No way, I called before I came and said I was here..." Conan made a grimace at the door dissatisfied, his drooping eyes were still drooping on his face, Conan felt that the door was not The meeting was open, so I decided to try another phone call.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the dial button was pressed, a familiar voice came from the room: "Here we come."

With a "click", the door opened, and a person's head poked out from inside the door. Although the voice was pretending to be calm, the gloating expression on his face still caught Conan's eyes.

The drooping eyes deepened, and Conan looked helpless.

"come in!"

The layout of the room has not changed much, with simple decoration, Conan glanced around, and suddenly found that the other party was also looking at him.The four eyes meet, although they are not affectionate, but after all, they are lonely.

With a "shua", Conan's face turned red.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the room?"

Conan shook his head wildly: "No, no." He said, and handed the flower in his hand to the other party, "Here, this is for you.

"Sister Yukiko."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" The other party gave him a sideways look.

Conan realized that he suddenly said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry, Satan!"

Why is my head more and more like an elm head recently?Could it be that he encountered too many twists and turns some time ago, and got stuck all of a sudden?
As soon as this idea came up, Conan immediately denied it.No, he didn't want an elm-like head, big and stupid.

Satan took the flowers, and the lavender hibiscus bloomed just right, and she loved it.

"Thank you, Conan."

Only then did Conan remember his purpose of coming here: "Satan, when are you planning to return to England?"

Satan was putting hibiscus branches in a vase at this time, and replied casually: "Tomorrow."

Conan was shocked: "So fast?!"

Satan: "Why, can't you bear me?"

Conan: "Damn, of course not, but, I thought you had to recuperate for a few days, didn't you get a gunshot wound half a month ago?!"

After the last hibiscus was placed, Satan sorted the garbage of the packaged flowers and threw it in the trash can. He clapped his hands, then picked up a pair of scissors and started pruning: "For me, half a month is enough. I have to go back to China quickly." , deal with some funeral affairs, and then change the name too."

Conan: "Don't you want to be called Yukiko Nakamura anymore? Because Yukiko Nakamura is dead?"

Satan: "This name is just a title. Nakamura Yukiko has never existed, and the name on the household registration has always been Nakamura Emily. The director of the orphanage said that I am a British citizen after all, and I always have to take a foreign country." name."

Conan: "Then what name do you want to change?"

Satan: "The main thing is to change the surname."

Conan: "Last name?"

Satan finished pruning the flowers: "That's right, I'm vacillating between Jianggu and Black Ze."

Conan: "..."

A faint smile appeared on Satan's lips.Conan was silent for a while, and took out a photo from his pocket.

"This photo, after much deliberation, I think I should give it to you." The person in the photo is none other than Nakamura Yukiko.

Satan didn't look at the photo, but turned his head away: "You should give the photo to Yukiko, Yukiko Nakamura, it's not my mother, Gin, or my father."

"Huh?" Faced with Satan's answer, Conan didn't understand for a while, "Why do you say that?"

Satan shook his head, expressing that he did not want to speak.

What's the point of saying that, Nakamura Yukiko is indeed not Satan's mother, and Kurosawa Jin is not even Satan's father.

They belong to yukiko.

"Yukiko, will she change her name too?"

Satan lowered his eyes: "Probably not, although she was the one who chose to let Yukiko Nakamura die, but the name yukiko is more than just a name to her. She is still called Yukiko, but it is no longer Yukiko Nakamura. Son, the name in the future should be three pseudonyms.

At this point, Conan stopped talking, and there was a brief silence between the two. The photo in his hand was stretched out in midair awkwardly, neither moving forward nor backward.

The two of them looked out of the window at the same time, recalling a certain period of time that happened not long ago.

half a month ago.

hospital.

A cart is moving forward at the fastest speed, Furutani Zero is covered in blood, but his eyes are only on Yukiko who has fallen into a coma on the cart and has already put on an oxygen mask.

The black organization retreated, the police arrived, and the ambulance arrived at the same time.

"Yukiko, Yukiko!" Furuya Zero kept calling Yukiko's name, he was afraid that Yukiko would just fall asleep like that and never wake up again.

Following behind is Conan.

If you look closely at Rei Furutani, you will find that his body is not only Yukiko's blood, but also his own wounds, besides gunshot wounds, there are other traumatic injuries.

These other traumas were Bran's masterpiece. The punch after punch was shocking. Conan couldn't stop him at all, so he had to stun him with an anesthesia gun.

Otherwise, I'm afraid Jiang Gu Ling would be lying on the cart at the same time.

Before entering the operating room, Yukiko's right hand suddenly moved, and she struggled to grab Furutani Rei's clothes.

Conan noticed Yukiko's lips moving at the first moment: "Mr. Amuro Toru, Yukiko wants to tell you something!"

Jiang Gu Ling put his ears in front of the raised hood, his face gradually changed, and finally, he raised his head.

Yukiko looked at him, eagerly, waiting for his response.

Jiang Gu Lingyin held back tears and held her hand tightly: "I promise you."

Only then did Yukiko feel relieved, and followed the sound into the operating room.

Jiang Gu knelt on the ground with a dejected expression, not caring at all about the gunshot wound on his leg.

"Mr. Amuro Toru, what's wrong? Yukiko, what did she say?"

Jiang Gu Ling's voice was unusually calm:

"She said that a funeral will be held for her tomorrow, so that Yukiko Nakamura will disappear from this world."

Let Nakamura Yukiko disappear forever, so that Gin will never again give some so-called way out.

Because the only way of life was ruined by herself.

In this way, he does not need to sympathize with her; nor does she need to sympathize with him.

So far, the two are inseparable.

(End of this chapter)