Detective Conan's Desperate Cry

Chapter 15 Am I Right?Kudo Shinichi
Today is a good day, at least Conan thinks so.

Although it was a rainy day, running alone in the rain, with mud splashing on his clothes, he looked very embarrassed in the eyes of passers-by, but he was in a good mood today.

When he was in the Metropolitan Police Department last time, Officer Sato listed the information about the person who might be Satan, and he got what he wanted, which is the information he knew without going through Toru Amuro.

Yukiko Nakamura, room XXX of Rice Flower Hotel.

Conan kept moving forward, the umbrella in his hand was no longer able to protect him, the rain wiped his cheeks and blurred his glasses, Conan wiped them indiscriminately, and continued to run forward.

"Now there is a piece of news. Following the explosion in Kogoro's office where Detective Tianming was sleeping, there was another explosion in X-chome X, Mihua Town at about 10:[-] this morning, and a female was found dead. The police have not yet confirm their identity..."

On the big screen in the shopping mall at the intersection, the beautiful female anchor told the details of the tragedy that happened not long ago, but the police did not disclose the fact that the "SATAN" note was found in the apartment.Conan knew about the crime shortly after the incident. The police immediately notified Mori Kogoro. Although he was the victim, he was a well-known detective. The police are under a lot of pressure now. Two people have died. Support can help them a lot.

'It is now certain that Yukiko is Satan.From the first case until now, Toru Amuro and she have not appeared.I'm afraid she knew that this series of cases were targeted at her, so she chose to stay behind closed doors to avoid people's eyes and ears. 'Even if you are on the road, you have to think. Conan seems to have forgotten that he is still crossing the road.

With a "plop", Conan, who was blurred by the rain again, accidentally collided with the person in front of him. All of a sudden, Conan lost his center of gravity, his body fell backwards, and the umbrella fell to the ground, splashing water. Before an intimate kiss on the asphalt road, a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Thank you, thank you!" Conan gave the other party a big smile, wiped his glasses indiscriminately, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly. He was surprised.

Time stood still, and I don't know how many seconds passed. When the green light turned to red, cars began to whistle on both sides, and their lights shone on their sides, Conan realized that he was still in the middle of the road.He picked up the umbrella, the man dragged him, and ran across the road. The next second, with a "whoosh", cars sped past behind him, as if venting their impatience in waiting.

The whole body was soaked, and the umbrella didn't seem to have any effect. Conan couldn't help but sneezed. Similarly, the person in front of him, who was caught in the rain because of him, also sneezed at the same time.Because it was night, and it was not under street lights, he couldn't see her appearance clearly. The occasional lights on the top of the shopping mall flashed by, and he saw her smiling softly at him in the dark.

"Thank you, sister Yukiko." Conan finally spoke, but for some reason, he hesitated a little, "Also, I'm sorry that you and I got caught in the rain together." He lowered his head and his voice gradually decreased. Little, he couldn't look directly into her eyes, so he had to lower his head.

Those eyes were too clean, and Conan always felt that it would be impolite for him to stare at them for too long.

"It's okay~" Yukiko shook her head, "Conan, are you okay, your whole body is soaked, I live nearby, let's take a hot bath first!" She stretched out her hand again, White and clean, thin and long.

in one sentence.Conan would never tell her that he was going to find her, but since the other party offered to invite her, he was too embarrassed to refuse.He also stretched out his little hand, and closed her little white hand, and the feeling of holding it was soft.

It's a little strange, he held hands with Xiaolan countless times, Xiaolan's big hand covered his small hand, it was always warm, and beside Yukiko, she had a gentleness similar to Xiaolan's in her smile, but her right hand, It was abnormally cold, like a dead person.

"Yeah!" Conan nodded like a child, and followed Yukiko, just as the lights flashed again, he saw her side face clearly, and there was not only tenderness in her smile, but also despair.

For a moment, he kept looking at her side face, in a trance.

'What the hell happened?What happened to turn an underage girl into a gifted agent?In her eyes, under that kind of despair, what kind of memories are there?Under that kind of despair, is there also the sound of crying? '

One sound after another, but the people around me couldn't hear a word.

'Is she not with Toru Amuro because she doesn't want Toru Amuro to see her now? 'The doubts in Conan's heart sounded again.

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Rice Hotel.

Conan comfortably took a hot bath, wrapped in a hotel towel, and he looked so funny in the mirror. Conan sighed helplessly, and when he walked out of the bathroom, Yukiko had already changed his clothes. Sitting in front of the cold window sill, I don't know what I am looking out of the window.

At that moment, a new idea popped up again.

'Was Toru Amuro not around, was she always this lonely? '

He wanted to observe for a while longer, but Yukiko had already turned around with an apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry, Conan, I like rooms with darker lights. If you are not used to it, you can turn on the light." Leaving the window sill, she turned to He came over, picked up the towel, knelt down and wiped Conan's head. "It's okay, sister Yukiko, I can see you."

It is indeed possible to see that although the light is relatively dim, it is much clearer than before coming to the hotel. The moment Conan stepped into the room, he realized that Yukiko's was different.On the day of their first official meeting, Ayumi and Sister Sonoko had the right idea: Yukiko is a bit like Xiao Ai. To be precise, the most similar part is their eyes.

"That day, she should have worn colored contact lenses..."

Yukiko laughed and did not respond. The quiet time lasted about 10 minutes between each other. During these 10 minutes, Conan could only hear the sound of the towel rubbing against the hair and the sound of each other's breathing.

"Okay!" After 10 minutes, Yukiko removed the towel, and Conan tidied himself up again, straightening his hair.

"Sister Yukiko, how old are you?" Although it is inappropriate to ask your age in front of a girl, at least she is a child, and the other party should not care.Sure enough, Yukiko laughed out loud, "Conan is really straightforward, asking her age in front of girls. To be honest, I just passed my 15th birthday not long ago!"

'15 years old?So...so small. "Three black lines appeared on Conan's forehead, "You are younger than me, but you are actually an agent, your skills are inferior to others, your skills are inferior to others!"

"So, why do you ask my age? Little detective?" Yukiko handed Conan a can of hot milk, and opened a can of lemon tea for herself.

Conan was concentrating on opening the can.

"No, I should call you Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era. Am I right? Kudo... Shinichi."

(End of this chapter)