Detective Conan's Desperate Cry

Chapter 62 Farewell
Tokyo Haneda International Airport.

Noisy human voices can be heard endlessly, and it only takes one second and the next second for the gap between the foreheads to completely change the faces of the people around.The flight information on the display screen is constantly changing, and passers-by always stop to pay attention to it. The luggage around them may be large or small, but they can't resist the happy mood of passengers leaving or returning.

VIP waiting room.

People's eyes are always attracted by dazzling people and things, just like this time, when 12 glittering and handsome men and women stepped into this VIP waiting room together, it was hard to prevent other people's eyes from shifting to them.

All in black windbreakers, sunglasses, suitcases, and blonde hair, they became the focus from the very beginning.

"Hey, look at those handsome guys, they are so handsome!" Someone began to discuss them in a low voice. At first, it was two young girls, and later even middle-aged aunts also participated.

"Yes, yes, especially the one at the front, he's really handsome!" an aunt with red lips and white teeth said with red eyes, looking like a nympho.

It was the women who started the discussion, and the other men in the same room, not to be outdone, also started to discuss women. After a while, the world was covered by chattering voices.

It's just that the 12 people didn't care at all. Pushing their luggage, they continued to stride forward, and walked into a room that seemed to be specially provided for them. The door closed with a very soft sound.

The people outside saw it, but they just shrugged their shoulders indifferently, the person involved disappeared from their eyes, and the discussion voice gradually decreased like this.

inside the room.

Hera held the goblet nervously. The color of the red wine made her skin more rosy. She is a typical Western beauty, although the eyes of the people in her eyes are not on her.

"Zeus, your injury hasn't healed yet, and it's been a long time since you returned home. Are you really okay?" She asked worriedly.

Bran held his temple with one hand and seemed to be thinking about something, and his response was also absent-minded: "A little injury, it's okay." His voice was a bit cold, and Hera knew that she was bored, she pursed her lips, and took a sip of red wine , did not speak any more.

The atmosphere in the room is a bit strange. At first glance, it seems that each of them is doing their own things, reading books, drinking alcohol, meditating, and closing their eyes.However, always inadvertently, their eyes are directed at the same person.

Zeus: Bran Clinton.

Since the last time in the hospital, Satan first questioned the murderer, and Bran then drove all 11 of them out not long after he conjectured the murderer. After that, no one else knew what happened between him and Satan .What they knew was that Zeus didn't speak a word to them after that, and even when they went to see him, they would always reply with only one sentence: no see.

Perhaps it was because Satan was almost assassinated, the person who ordered it was his father, and the person who started it was his companion. The 11 people vaguely felt that Bran was deliberately ignoring them.

That feeling is very strange, they are not used to it.

Finally, the 11 people discussed for several days, and decided to ask the five people who participated in the assassination to apologize to Zeus and Satan.

So, when eleven people decided to go to the hospital, Zeus came to them alone.

"After today, will you obey me or my father? The choice is in your hands. No matter what choice you make, I will not say a word. I will only say it once, you If you choose me, you must not betray me; if you choose your father, don't come to me again." His eyes were burning like a torch, as if he was a king, and he looked high above him, "Tell me, what is your choice."

His voice was firm and cold, like the ice of early summer, but with a hint of majesty.

Hera was the first to make a choice, and there was always only one choice for her. Just like in Greek mythology, Hera was the wife of Zeus, and her heart was always on Zeus' side.

The remaining ten people hardly hesitated, just like ten warriors drew their swords to serve their king, they chose to be loyal to their captain, Zeus.

Bran didn't respond to this result. He stared at them for more than ten seconds. Finally, he said a few words: "Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, we will return to England." An irresistible order.

He didn't give them another chance to speak, and left by himself.

And then, today, they came to the airport together, and Hera was worried about Bran's back injury, so she would inevitably ask a few more questions, but Bran either didn't speak, or replied briefly, and there was nothing else to say.

Not only that, Satan failed to come with them, which means that some things will never go back to the past.

Perhaps, the assassination of Satan left an indelible scar in the hearts of the 12 people, and the distance between the 12 people, an invisible and insurmountable gap, appeared just like this.

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Bran's heart was very irritable, and there was a wave of anger running around in his heart, which disturbed his heart. However, holding his own selfishness, he did not deliberately suppress these angers.

These days, he has been thinking a lot by himself, and he almost forgot the last time he spent a few days thinking about it.

How many times, he thought that as long as he put his heart into it, Satan would definitely turn around to look at him and smile at him, just like when they first met.

After Satan left England, he traced the case and knew that the murderer was probably her brother. Because he couldn't contact her, he came to Japan desperately.Putting down that note, firstly, he knew that the police were looking for Satan, let the police know that Satan was in danger, took precautions, and always protected her; secondly, let Satan himself know that someone wanted to kill her.

He couldn't find her, so he asked her to find him.

But what he didn't know was that as soon as he left England, his father contacted the Japanese side and stopped asking them to look for Satan, and his kind act was not worth mentioning in Satan's eyes.

Whether that slap woke him up, he didn't know.

Someone he knew, when she was in danger, he couldn't just ignore her.He was injured. For the first time, he finally saw that because of him, her brows were slightly furrowed, showing a worried look. Before the police broke the door, she let him leave because she was worried about him.

He thought he had finally succeeded a little bit.During the few days in the hospital, the police never found him. It seems that he was not found.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be subsequent events.

After a long time, he suddenly felt that he was a little tired.

How many times have I held the girl I've been thinking about day and night in my arms, kissed her hair, whispered to her, he is so tired, so tired, I really want to just fall asleep like this, embrace her and wake up together Come.

After waking up, his arms were empty, and he realized that this was just a dream.

A self-indulgent dream.

Be more sober, a realistic slap hit his face, he thought of his father, who wanted the life of his beloved girl; and his father, who killed his half-sister, and at the same time, killed his Mother, his wife.

Mother suddenly went crazy, and now it seems that it was not an accident.

Satan, on the other hand, just knew the truth.

How ridiculous the reality is, laughing at him for falling in love with an underage girl; laughing at him for doing too much, because that girl never cared about him.

Now, between the two is my father, and the remaining 11 people. The distance between him and her will only get farther and farther, let alone a distance of one centimeter, not even one millimeter.

And he had to make a choice.

(End of this chapter)