Chapter 140 What is misfortune?

The explosion left a ruin.

The building itself did not collapse, indicating that its structural quality is still very reliable. Unfortunately, all the glass on the exterior wall was shattered and the interior was in a mess.

Suzuki Sonoko was digging up a large flowerpot that had fallen on the ground. She had more of a headache than a fall injury.

Edogawa Conan, who was a little unconscious after the fall, was now half-lying on the floor two meters away from her.

Complaining about someone behind their back, only to have them overhear the entire thing – is there anything more embarrassing than that?!

Generally speaking, if someone is caught saying bad things about others, he or she will definitely feel guilty, but in her eyes, Kudo Shinichi's "hate level" is obviously three or five levels higher than the broad term "others", so Sonoko's first reaction at this time was not guilt.

She didn't even feel angry.

Just very frustrated.

It's like I lost something inexplicably.

——Even though Suzuki Sonoko acts like she doesn't care, she actually cares a lot about Kudo Shinichi.

This kind of concern is not limited to the other party's trifling view of her "love" for Xiaolan. The trifling brought by Kudo Shinichi can even rise to the level of personal attack in Suzuki Sonoko's once single-celled world.

To put it more seriously, in the eyes of Suzuki Sonoko, who inherited the mentally retarded brain from her middle school years, what Kudo Shinichi has done in the past ten years is almost a continuous and guiltless desecration of her outlook on life and the world.

But this cognition gradually disappears as we grow older.

She now fully understands the little boy's mischief at that time, and she also knows how ridiculous she looked when she always rose to the level of a middle school student in the whole world.

But what is undeniable is that she was in a second-year school life for four or five years, and it took another four or five years to recover. In the end, this way of thinking left a huge inertia in her.

Suzuki Sonoko seems to be indifferent to Kudo Shinichi and seems to simply dislike him - in essence, it is because she is "allergic" to this person.

Furthermore, for a long time, she didn't even know how to face Kudo Shinichi alone.

Fortunately, Xiaolan is there most of the time, so she only needs to quarrel with Kudo Shinichi.

It was because something happened to him suddenly and he turned into a child that gave Sonoko some breathing space and allowed her to clearly distinguish between the cute six-year-old boy and the Kudo Shinichi in her memory, so she could get along with Edogawa Conan relatively naturally without taking any extreme actions.

But the only difference is the appearance. Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi.

Now that he knew about her "allergy" - weren't all the efforts she made to pretend nothing had happened in the past wasted?

Amidst the broken walls and broken glass, Suzuki Sonoko, who had lost all hope in life, even wanted to lie down on the spot.

It's a self-destructive feeling.

Conan was only 1.2 meters tall at this time. When he stood up with the help of the floor, he was not much taller than the half-lying Sonoko.

The expression behind his round-framed glasses was extremely complicated. Finally, he stared at Suzuki Sonoko for a long time, as if she was looking for a crack in the ground to crawl into, and sighed very maturely.

He said, "If you really can't accept it... just kill the person and silence him."

Otherwise, this sense of shame alone would make her feel wronged to death.

Over there, Yuanzi rested his forehead against the pillar at the bottom. After hearing this, he let out an expressionless "huh!" and then said with surprising calmness, "The shame in your heart can't be erased. I can only eliminate you through physical means, but what's the difference between doing that and burning the test paper when you can't solve a math problem?"

——Burning the test paper doesn’t mean that the homework doesn’t exist and the teacher won’t collect it tomorrow!

After saying that, he rolled his eyes tiredly.

Kudo Shinichi has almost developed some kind of superpower when it comes to interpreting this guy's facial expressions.

When she was little, I was worried that she liked what she liked too eagerly and did something stupid on impulse.

You see, ordinary elementary school students who like girls will pull their braids, just like Suzuki Sonoko's recklessness. For this reason, Kudo Shinichi made many associations when he was a child:

For example, ordinary little girls can express their tenderness by handing a handkerchief to a boy who has fallen and injured himself. But in the case of Suzuki Sonoko, what would she do if she couldn't wait for the boy to get hurt, and she really wanted to hand him a handkerchief to express her tenderness?

She had no chance, so she had to create one. What if she pushed him down the stairs if they had a disagreement?

In the eyes of six-year-old Kudo Shinichi, six-year-old Suzuki Sonoko was totally capable of doing such a thing!

Later, this person changed every day. He no longer had to worry about her excessive love hurting him, but instead had to worry about "what if this person doesn't like me anymore?"

This requires even greater monitoring than at the beginning.

However, "people with single-cell settings are always more complicated than imagined" seems to have become a kind of law that spans the second and third dimensions.

He boasted that he had even developed the superpower of reading micro-expressions, and based on this, he successfully judged that Suzuki Sonoko didn't like him - in fact, she didn't like anyone, even if she had been heartbroken thousands of times - but before Suzuki Sonoko showed that expression as if she had been pricked by a thorn...

Kudo Shinichi looked at her listless profile and thought: Before seeing this expression, he didn't know that this was the image of him in Suzuki Sonoko's mind.

Before, he sighed and said:

Between [die] and [him], Sonoko will choose [him].

Between [Go to hell] and [those twin brothers], I would choose [Go to hell].

Even now, he still firmly believes that Suzuki Sonoko will choose him, Kudo Shinichi, between "die" and "Kudo Shinichi".

But for some reason, when he saw her expression, he actually felt strangely that for Suzuki Sonoko's emotional world, the more "simple" [negative level] where the twins were was better than his current level.

Fortunately, the current environment is a matter of life and death, and does not support people's melancholy lamentations. When both of them were embarrassed and wanted to change the subject but didn't know what to say, the Hitachiin brothers and the Kansai Detective were able to speak like normal people.

There was no fire in the distance, and it didn't seem like an earthquake in terms of its duration. Staying in a high-rise building in this situation really made people feel unsafe. Hattori Heiji suggested that they find a way down first.

The Hitachiin brothers responded by pulling out two small pagers from their lower backs, remotely calling a helicopter, and then saying, "It's too dangerous to go downstairs. We only need to go up one floor and wait for the plane on the large terrace."

Hattori Heiji:……

Hattori Heiji: "That's fine too."

It is called a terrace, but it is actually just an open-air roof that has been deliberately renovated. Since the building did not collapse, the damage was very light. It was just that the door frame was knocked crooked and happened to be stuck in the middle.

At this time, the extent of damage to the building's structure was unknown, and it was also unknown whether the door was connected to a load-bearing wall. It was stuck there, and no one dared to kick it.

After much consideration, I finally decided to take a detour: climb out through the broken glass viewing window.

——A dead person fell by the window.

Hattori Heiji was the first to come out, his left foot stepping right on the palm of the corpse.

The dark-skinned detective was only surprised for a moment, then he calmly turned his other foot over, took two steps, squatted down next to the body, and naturally began to examine the crime scene.

The first thing Hitachiin Mitsuru saw after climbing through the window was a dead fish face with its eyes open.

The second picture shows Hattori Heiji fiddling with the wound of the deceased with his hand with an expressionless face.

——He even wore double gloves very professionally!

What kind of person would carry autopsy gloves in their pockets and wear them twice so expertly?!

The next second, Hitachiin Kaoru, who was also stunned on the window frame, was pushed by Suzuki Sonoko and almost touched the bloody right foot of the corpse.

Then, under the astonished gaze of the twin handsome boys, Suzuki Sonoko and the little boy who came out last, also stepped over the corpse very calmly (they stepped over the corpse without touching it, and their movements were so skillful that it left people speechless).

Then Suzuki Sonoko chose a corner farthest from the corpse and stood there with her eyes blank, not knowing what she was thinking.

The kid also ran to the corpse without stopping and squatted down, pushing up his glasses. He didn't know what he had discovered, and he and Hei Pi started analyzing the situation in a few minutes.

"The injury to the back of the head targets the cerebellum, and the impact was very accurate."

Hattori Heiji touched the edge of the criminal's wound: "The murder weapon was a blunt object, and there is dirt on the wound, so it must be quite dirty."

"It was a surprise attack..."

"Well, the deceased looked very surprised. The murderer was probably someone he knew."

"The ground is covered in blood, and the murderer left many footprints."

"Originally, he was planning to kill someone and hide the body."

After saying that, the six-year-old detective swept the large trash can that had fallen far away. "It's a pity that there was an explosion so suddenly that the murderer escaped in a panic. It seems that there was no time to complete the subsequent cleanup work..."

The Hitachiin brothers listened for a long time without saying a word.

Then he looked at Suzuki Sonoko in the corner with a pale face.

Suzuki Sonoko was in a daze for a long time, and seemed to have just come to her senses. She was several beats late when she saw the inhumane corpse on the ground.

“Eh—”

Under the eyes of the Hitachiin brothers, who looked expectant for some unknown reason, Miss Suzuki raised her hand to cover her mouth in front of the corpse.

Hitachiin Hikaru: Very good, our reaction is indeed normal--

"——How did he die like this?"

Ms. Suzuki said this with a sympathetic look.

She sighed for a while, not knowing what she remembered, and seemed to be murmuring involuntarily.

"If I die like this, how can I face people in the future..."

Before she could finish her words, Conan, who was squatting on the ground, raised his hand and patted her calf, warning: "This is considered a death scene, at least you should be serious."

Under the incredulous gazes of the Hitachiin brothers, Miss Suzuki, who had been admonished in this way, remained unmoved and rolled her eyes nonchalantly.

She was so quiet just now because she was too depressed. Suzuki Sonoko now has some understanding of the world after death and knows clearly that death is not the end.

So when she saw the dead, it was difficult for her to have any serious thoughts - at this moment, Sonoko couldn't help but recall the random settlement system of Soul Society and the work system of the previous districts that came and went (even with few holidays).

Then think about the last few areas of Rukongai, which is like a wilderness survival battle royale...

Hey, death is clearly the beginning of being beaten by society!

Sonoko: I even wanted to give him some money.

On the other side, the twins, shocked by the daily activities on the Conan set, seemed to be blanking their minds, and in just these few minutes, Hattori Heiji had made an overly detailed profile of the murderer.

After that, if the identity of the deceased can be found, the identity of the criminal will be revealed.

Having completed their daily tasks, the detectives gave up on the dead and turned their attention to the building that was inexplicably damaged.

Hattori Heiji took off the double-layer plastic gloves on his hands, but couldn't find a place to throw them away for a while, so he just kept holding them in his hands. The light blue gloves were stained with brown-red blood. The thin plastic material swayed again and again under the strong wind on the roof, and there seemed to be a faint smell wafting in the air, which made Hitachi Inami feel nauseous.

Xin pinched her knuckles expressionlessly, closed her eyes, and then opened them suddenly.

——Why are these three people so calm?!

——Which person is abnormal?

Over there, Hattori Heiji, who had already skipped this section, took two steps to the edge, looked out into the distance, and said, "Rather than an earthquake, this is more like the shock wave caused by a huge explosion..."

"big Bang?"

Sonoko asked him, "A huge explosion that can't be seen even from this close?"

Conan subconsciously glanced at her face before speaking, but unconsciously avoided his eyes, and then replied: "As long as the explosion is large enough, it is possible that places several kilometers away will be affected. It is normal for us to be affected."

"But I haven't seen any flames yet. Speaking of which," Hattori Heiji frowned even more than when he was performing the autopsy, "there didn't seem to be any clear explosion sounds at the beginning..."

Actually, yes.

Suzuki Sonoko, standing in the center area, raised her hand to press down her long hair that was blown everywhere by the strong wind. She had an inexplicable bad premonition: in another dimension that ordinary people could not feel, she had clearly heard a violent "explosion" on the eve of the impact.

The "sound" was so loud that it seemed like an illusion, but considering the current situation, it clearly happened.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt inexplicably anxious. She was so panicked that she could only comfort herself: After all, this is still Tokyo. If anything big happens, Fei Shiyuan will at least get the news.

The reaction speed and execution ability of the Yuzhu Tower are much stronger than those of the Metropolitan Police Department. If something really happened, the rabbits responsible for security would have arrived long ago.

But she was still nervous.

Yuanzi couldn't help but pinch the front of her clothes. The sound of her heartbeat echoing in her ears made her dizzy. If the environment was not so suitable, she would have wanted to lie down and calm down.

Standing at the edge of the terrace, the famous detective Kudo Shinichi, who was wearing the shell of a child, also looked around, thought for a moment, and said firmly: "Judging from the situation, it should be fine."

Hitachiin Hikaru subconsciously avoided the northeast corner before speaking (after all, there was a dead body lying there), and didn't dare look at the little boy's face (the thought of a six-year-old child touching a corpse with an expressionless face was too horrifying). He looked at the buildings around him, which he couldn't clearly see, and forced a cold sneer, "With your height, what can you see?"

Hitachiin Xin thought that Guang was indeed a little silly because of the stimulation, and had to remind his brother: "We are standing on the roof... There is actually no difference between 501.8 meters and 501.2 meters."

Guangfan bared his teeth and turned away angrily to look at Miss Suzuki.

Ms. Suzuki is not in good condition.

Her pupils were actually dilated, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, cold sweat was pouring down her face, soaking her collar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——I just wondered if she was slow to react, and only now realized that she had been facing a murdered corpse for a long time, and finally felt scared?

But this has been too long...

"Hey, Suzuki!"

He called her with a little worry.

As his voice fell, the remaining three people subconsciously looked in the direction of Suzuki Sonoko.

Unlike Hitachiin Hikaru, the detectives' outstanding observation skills allowed Kudo Shinichi and Hattori Heiji to simultaneously notice the strangeness of Suzuki Sonoko.

Rather than feeling physically unwell, her reaction at this moment was clearly that she had seen something, and from that thing, she had sensed a huge...

fear.

What is Yuanzi afraid of?

Kudo Shinichi followed the direction her gaze was fixed on and also looked at the air beyond the railing of the floor.

The gap between the two high-rise buildings looks like a man-made cliff, and at first glance it has a dark and heavy feeling.

But there was clearly nothing on it.

Where Suzuki Sonoko's frightened gaze fell, there was only blank space.

Hitachiin Hikaru hesitantly walked over to her and poked the girl's shoulder tentatively.

"Hey," he asked her, even caringly, "Are you scared silly?"

The next second, Suzuki Sonoko, whose face was even paler than the corpse on the ground, raised her hand and grabbed his forearm with such force that her knuckles turned white.

“…Don’t move!”

Guang: “Huh?”

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes were still fixed on the spot, her body was stiff and frozen, only her lips were moving, opening and closing. Although her voice was small, she was gritting her teeth viciously.

She said, “Don’t talk too casually!”

The girl's dark green eyes moved, and she stopped Conan from taking a step forward with a sharp gaze: "Don't move either!"

Under the confused gazes of the remaining three people, Suzuki Sonoko tried to breathe calmly and lightly, and looked up at the air outside the guardrail again.

It was noon, the sky was clear and the autumn wind was blowing. On the edge of a building more than a hundred stories high, a handsome man in white stood out of nowhere.

A strand of long hair on the side of his forehead hung softly in front of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and clearly defined, and his lips were shiny when he smiled slightly. The air pressure around him dropped two degrees due to the drooping corners of his eyes.

Although the handsome guy looks very pleasing to the eye, the face that is most familiar to Sonoko is——

—He was supposed to have short, soft, slightly unkempt curls and a pair of academic-looking black-framed glasses.

This is Aizen Sosuke.

The author has something to say: Wait, there is another chapter...

Also, I said before that I would remove all official couples except Daomingsi and Shancai. Wasn’t it obvious enough when Kudo Shinichi appeared earlier?