Conan: The Mechanic

At noon on the third day (Thursday, September 15), the Orange House.

Maurilan is still here - because Maori Kogoro and Fei Yingri have both been recognized by the Metropolitan Police Department for their reasoning abilities, so they were both invited to the Metropolitan Police Department to assist in the deduction of the case. Under such circumstances, Mao Lilan, who has not fully recovered his memory, can only be at home alone - and at the suggestion of Conan and the invitation of Qianyu, Mao Lilan lived in the orange house during the day, and Yu had already asked for leave. Chiba is responsible for escorting. The Maori couple gave him the simple task of making sure Maorilan had company and could safely spend their time away.

But now, Mao Lilan was planning to sneak out - she knew very well that this was something her parents would never allow, and she knew it was too dangerous for someone like her who had not recovered her memory.

But she has no reason to refuse this trip.

[I heard that something happened on your side, so I came back to see you, and now it is outside the back door of the orange mansion where you are. How about you, consider going to Dorobica Park together to change your mood? ] - Kudo Shinichi

This signature made Maurilan dispel any other concerns immediately.

Although I don't remember who he is, even just seeing the instructions given by this name seems to have an irresistible power.

After taking a look at the side and finding that Qianyu didn't seem to be there, Mao Lilan didn't choose to look for him, but just got up and started to prepare for the door.

There was no idea of ​​makeup, and no desire to dress up carefully. Mao Lilan just cleaned up and walked towards the back door. She goes in and out from the back door every day, so she naturally puts her shoes there.

Although generally speaking, girls definitely need to wear makeup when going out, and Mao Lilan usually does not choose such a wasteful practice. But her subconscious mind told her that if you go out with this person, you don't need those troublesome things.

He doesn't care about these things, as for other people? She doesn't care.

After packing up and finding that Qianyu still hadn't appeared, Mao Lilan thought for a while, but returned to the room, left a note and stuck it on the refrigerator door before returning to the back door.

If my hunch is correct, the other party should be behind this door...

The hand on the doorknob hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the back door.

The unfamiliar but familiar figure was standing in the locked back door of the orange house, looking at her with a faint smile.

"Xin...Xinichi..." Mao Lilan muttered while looking at the person in front of him in a trance.

"Well, Xiaolan," Kudo Shinichi straightened up from the iron gate he was leaning against, stepped on the bluestone slabs laid on the dirt road, and walked in the direction of Maorilan. "Let's ask first, do you... remember me?"

"I don't remember, but I think it's not important for the time being, isn't it?" Mao Lilan's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes. "What I forget, I will always find. And what I remember now, I will never forget it later. So we can remember the present first, and then reassemble the lost part of the puzzle and make it complete again. piece."

Kudo Shinichi hesitated for a while, but did not respond, just stood in front of Maorilan. "Let's go, then? To Dorobika Paradise."

Just when Maurilan was about to nod...

"Sister Xiaolan, brother Shinichi?" Conan hurried out of the orange house. "Are you going out to play? Let me go too!"

"Conan?" Maurilan asked in surprise. "You...you didn't go to school?"

"I want to play too! I also want to go to Dorobica Paradise!" Conan even ran over and grabbed Maurilan's hand, shaking it desperately while acting like a spoiled child. "Sister Xiaolan, let me go too!"

"This..." Mao Lilan was about to nod, but suddenly remembered something and looked in the direction of Kudo Shinichi.

"Let him come with him, it's just one more person." Kudo Shinichi's expression was very calm, there was no sadness or joy, no anxiety or dissatisfaction with the light bulb.

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Meanwhile, Cornflower Central Hospital, Gregory's forensic work area.

"You should have found something valuable, right?" Gregory strode into the workshop, but immediately noticed that his mandarin duck assistants seemed to be out of shape. "Of course, if the previous explosion affected your ability to work..."

"No, we took an X-ray of him and found that he had blast injuries on his left clavicle, shoulder blade and femur, but they all seemed to be old injuries and had nothing to do with his cause of death." Ying looked at Fujiwara, who looked a little absent-minded, replied like this. "Then...Fujiwara seems to have discovered something strange just now~www.readwn.com~ I have never seen someone with so many blast injuries. If it wasn't for us not being able to participate in the war, I would even suspect that he was a soldier." Fujiwara suddenly spoke up. "Of course, even if this is the case, I think it may be the peacekeeping force stationed abroad..."

Just as they were talking about this, Gregory, who had already walked to the film posted on the board, suddenly changed his face. "Hey, did this person have a hole drilled in the top of his shoulder blade?"

"There is a small defect in the left scapula, about one centimeter in diameter, how did you know?" Hotaru replied immediately, but apparently didn't know why Gregory knew about it.

"Have you measured the thickness data of the residual tissue?" Gregory's tone was a little anxious. "Let the staff over there restore the clay statue as soon as possible. I'll see the results - I think you haven't found the relevant documents, right?"

"Actually... it should be almost done over there-after confirming that it does not match the information that has been obtained, and there is no one who meets such conditions among the people who have disappeared in recent days, they have already begun to pinch their faces." After thinking about it, Yingying replied.

"..." Gregory's gloomy eyes stayed on the corpse's face for a moment, and then gave instructions that confused the assistants. "Fujiwara, come with me, the water department continues to analyze here."

"Where are we going?" Fujiwara asked in surprise.

"We? Let's go to the clay classroom and see if they can really make a realistic face."

"But... there are obviously staff there, why do you have to ask me to go with you?"

"Because I don't trust them to do some work, I have to let you come."