Detective Conan's Desperate Cry

Chapter 117 "The Lie" (06) The Perfect She

Kyoto.

On the street where cherry blossoms are flying, the pink petals rise and fall, creating a sea of ​​flowers.

Conan was sitting on a bench in the temple, taking sips of coffee.The scenery of cherry blossoms caught his eyes, but not his heart.

The heart is not here, no matter how beautiful the scenery is.

When Hattori Heiji rushed over, he saw Conan like this.

Listless, the whole person seems to be decadent, weak and lifeless.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a marionette.

Suddenly received a call from him in the morning, saying he was in Kyoto.Heiji rushed here as fast as he could with a puzzled look on his face.

Because of Kudo's voice, it's very strange.

"Hey, Kudo, do you have something to do with the early morning call?"

Pingji was woken up by the phone while he was still asleep. He saw that the caller was Kudo, and fell asleep instantly.

It's just that he didn't expect that Conan's voice was so lifeless.

"Hattori, I'm in Kyoto."

"Kyoto? What are you doing there?"

"Hatto, I'm so fast, I can't hold on anymore. The only one I can trust is you."

This is the last sentence, and when the words fell, there was a beeping sound on the phone, and Heiji was stunned for a full minute before realizing that something was wrong.

This tone is like saying goodbye.Everything will turn to dust, I have lost hope, if the last you, Hattori Heiji, if even you don't believe in the memories I hold, then Pandora's box will be closed forever.

Because hope is gone.

Pingci was still panting heavily, and he rushed all the way on his motorcycle, sweat was densely concentrated on his forehead.

Then I saw Conan sitting there with a decadent face.

The two sat there all morning.

-

Heiji still believes that everything Conan said is like a dream but not a dream, an illusion but not an illusion, truth but not truth, falsehood but not falsehood.

"Kudou, you mean, you have a sister, everyone knows about it, but you don't have a sister in your memory?" Heiji summed it up briefly.

Conan nodded.

Heiji said that he was also dizzy: "It's really strange! Logically speaking, Kudo Shinyu has all the information about this person, she does exist, everyone around you has her in the memory, then she is you My younger sister, Wuyu, what worries do you have?"

"Yes, such a perfect person, I really should believe everyone, I have lost my memory to deceive myself, I do have a younger sister. But before she called my brother, I saw her talk to someone again... ..."

Conan told Xinyu and someone's phone call on the first day of meeting: "So, she has a purpose. If I didn't hear her call, I might be able to deceive myself , but just because I heard it, I never believed in her existence from beginning to end."

"In that case, she is indeed suspicious..." Heiji also held his chin and began to think.

"What makes me strange is how she did it, perfectly appearing as Kudo Shinyu. Not only that, everyone believes that she is real, how did she do it..." Conan grabbed himself I racked my brains and couldn't come up with an answer to all this.

Pingji saw Conan suffering from this lie, and was very worried: "Kudou, I don't know if that person named Kudo Shinyu is your sister, but I believe what you said. You want to expose this lie, I, Hattori Heiji, will definitely help to the end!"

Conan raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, Hattori. I did come here today to ask for your help."

Heiji: "Tell me, what are you busy with?"

Conan: "About Kudo Shinyu, all the information in Japan. I asked her parents that she was born in Tokyo, and I want to know everything. The specific hospital where she was born, and the records on the household registration book, etc. I know, let me know. It’s a lot of trouble for you in Osaka to check the people in Tokyo, but I really don’t want to disturb those people in Tokyo. If this continues, I will be regarded as crazy by them sooner or later.

"Whether it's Conan's identity or Kudo Shinichi's identity, as long as I'm in Tokyo, as long as I have the slightest suspicion, I can't hide it from those around me.

"So, Hattori, please..."

This is the first time Pingji has seen Conan like this, and he can feel the pleading in his tone.

"Don't worry, Kudo, I'll take care of this..." Saying this, Heiji was already thinking about calling Officer Otaki when he got back.

The police in Osaka contacted their acquaintances in Tokyo to investigate a person, and they probably would not suspect Shinichi Kudo in Tokyo.

-

It was late at night.

The top floor of the Kubado Hotel.

The night view of Tokyo is really beautiful.

Even after all these years, she still feels beautiful.

Even, perhaps due to the difference in time between centuries, she actually felt that Tokyo now is more beautiful than the Tokyo in her memory.

"I miss you so much..." She murmured to the night scene outside the window alone.

She was wearing sexy pajamas, her hair had been loosened, and the embellishment of red lips added a bit of charm, she was not at all like her in the daytime.

During the day, she is a 15-year-old girl, innocent in every word; late at night, she is herself, her real self.

She is very young, and it is easy to dress up as a 15-year-old girl, but this does not mean that she is a girl.

With a glass of red wine in her right hand, she took a sip. The color of the red wine mixed with her red lips, showing all her temptation.

On the table behind him, a red sensor light flashed and a sound was being played.

"I know that it would be a lot of trouble for you in Osaka to investigate the people in Tokyo, but I really don't want to alarm those people in Tokyo. If this continues, I will be regarded as crazy by them sooner or later."

……

"Don't worry, Kudo, this matter is on me..."

Playing to the last sentence, the sensor light stopped flashing, and she smiled slightly as she looked at the bug on the table behind her.

"Go ahead and check it out." She took a sip of red wine and whispered, "Your memory is an accident, it's just..."

"Even if you are Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era, when a perfect person appears in front of you, her past you have never participated in but it does exist, and no matter how you search, you can't find a flaw, even if it is you, Kudo Shinichi also had to believe it.

"The perfect me, the perfect being, is absolutely perfect."

(End of this chapter)