Science: Understanding the Color of Observation at the Beginning

Mouri Detective Agency.

Xiaolan sat quietly at the desk, holding her phone...looking at the photos she secretly took of Jiachen.

After she lost her memory, she felt like she had fallen into a quagmire...everything around her was very strange.

Until a hand suddenly reached out from above and held her...a trace of warmth.

Plop...

The heart beat faster, and a trace of warmth instantly flowed through her body.

Dong Dong Dong.

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The door of her room was knocked...

Xiaolan put away the photos and carefully put the phone in her pocket, "Come in..."

The door was opened, and Conan came in with a bowl of soup. It seemed that the soup was very hot, and Conan walked with a limp.

"Ran Nei-chan, you haven't eaten yet..." Conan showed a child's innocent smile.

After the matter was completely over...Conan also learned from it that the murderer committed suicide and was arrested, as if there was an invisible big hand pushing all this forward.

And according to the murderer's actions, it is impossible to let Xiaolan go.

But... the murderer committed suicide.

The only person who accompanied Xiaolan these days was Jiachen.

Conan may know something, but he pretended to be confused.

He, a Sherlock Holmes fan who always believed in the law, was silent.

Because Jiachen did all this for Xiaolan..

Let's say that when "the law cannot bring justice to the parties, private revenge is justified and even noble from this moment on."

Why did he remain silent... instead of leaving it to the law as before.

Remember... that time, Uncle Maori... what the senior police officers did.

Of course, these are all secondary now... The main thing is to test whether Xiaolan has recovered her memory.

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In order to restore Xiaolan's memory, Conan is willing to ask anyone for help.

Of course, including his omniscient father.

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And the only answer is to test her empathy.

If the memory is not restored, then there is no concern for a child holding hot soup.

If it recovers, then the opposite is true.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of doing so, Conan still did it.

The scalding heat came from the edge of the bowl...his hand...

It really hurts.

Xiaolan blinked her eyes and saw Conan's intention at a glance.

The soup just out of the pot is very hot, and adults will never let a child serve it.

What's more...there is a towel to isolate the heat.

But the other party didn't do it...

He was testing, testing my empathy.

This is obviously not something that Conan, a little kid, can think of.

The only one who can come up with this idea is his "father".

After being stunned for a while, looking at Conan's face that was about to be scalded, Xiaolan frowned slightly and walked towards Conan quickly, "Really, Dad actually let you, a child, come to serve food."

"You didn't get burned?" Xiaolan took the bowl and put it on the table, looking at Conan's hand.

The whole little hand was burned and swollen like a pig's trotter...

"No, no Xiaolan sister." Conan took back his hand and put it in his pocket.

Xiaolan's concern made Conan, who was already guilty, feel even more guilty.

He didn't like these messy tests, which made it seem as if Xiaolan was not a normal person.

She was obviously very good and normal, but because of her amnesia, they were like strangers in front of Xiaolan.

It's normal for a girl to be a little cold to strangers...

What's more, Xiaolan has now recovered her memory...

"By the way, Rannai-chan, Officer Sato is out of danger now." Conan said with a smile.

Originally, this was also a test to see if Xiaolan had recovered her memory.

But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

After all, Xiaolan has returned to normal.

"Oh. The female police officer you are talking about?" Xiaolan looked cold.

This tone made Conan's smile freeze on his face, but soon the temperature of his tone rose instantly.

Xiaolan clasped her hands together, seemed to be relieved, and said happily, "That's great!"

"Huh..." Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, the tone just now scared him.

Maybe it was because Xiaolan had just recovered her memory.

After chatting with Xiaolan for a while, Conan found that there was nothing wrong and jumped out of the room.

He didn't notice at all... On the table, the photo of himself and himself in Dorogapi Paradise was forever on the table.

Chapter 327 Gin's Past

A few weeks later.

In a Black Widow tavern.

The man with silver hair was sitting at the bar and drinking a glass of golden liquid.

Old man 53)907+91.2⑹;

The dark green pupils were always emitting coldness.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the man picked up the phone and made a call..

"What's wrong, Gin." Calvados' voice came from the phone, accompanied by applause and the sound of a woman's humming.

"There is a task that needs your help." Gin coldly stated his request.

"Ah, I'm on other tasks now, I don't have time, you can find someone else." Calvados hung up the phone directly after he finished speaking.

Gin sat alone on the bar and drank all the wine in the glass.

This is already the fourth phone call he has made.

Since Mao Lilan "recovered" his memory, the organization has also ushered in a mission vacuum period.

Originally, the distribution of tasks was fairly even, but Galliano fell ill midway.

Complete all kinds of murder missions like crazy, so that all the missions are taken over.

That gentleman also specially gave the Tokyo group a month's holiday on "June 17".

Vodka also specifically applied to that gentleman to go on a trip with a former college classmate...

This also causes Gin to be boring now.

It's really hard to describe the feeling of suddenly feeling relaxed despite the busy life every day.

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At this time, a new glass of gin was placed on the bar by the bartender.

"Mr. Gin, you look troubled." The female bartender wiped away the water droplets next to the cup with a smile, "Maybe it's too boring without the task?"

Gin did not respond to the other party, but silently swallowed the wine into his stomach.

"When our goals or tasks are completed, we will have a slight sense of loss. This is normal. I remember my father told me before that a wolf discovered a gap in the farmer's pasture, but because the wolf was too It was too majestic to get in and have a full meal. Finally

The wolf thought of a plan. After three days of starvation, he finally got in and tried his best to eat. But after eating... he found that he was too fat and couldn't get out.

"So, you can't rush to complete your goals. You must learn to relax yourself appropriately." said the female bartender.

Gin put down his glass, turned and left the bar.

The female bartender put away her wine glass, feeling a little depressed...

Gin strode towards the Porsche, opened the door, and got in...