Chapter 110, Chapter 109: The Turning of the Wheel of Fortune

Doctor: Your body no longer contains hydrogen and nitrogen.

Me: 0H N0.

Conan staring at the rearview mirror: OH NO!

The two people in the back seat seemed intimate, but in reality, they were filled with murderous intent. However, Takagi Wataru in the driver's seat did not notice anything amiss from their calm and quiet conversation and continued to focus on driving towards the First Investigation Division.

Fortunately, the three people in the car didn't intend to involve him.

The young man with light blonde hair stared at the girl who had her finger pressed to her lips for a while, then smiled with a hint of helplessness. He raised his hand to pat Zhuge Tongzhi's fluffy head and sighed, "You really are a smart kid."

Nonsense, you don't need to say it.

Zhuge Tongzhi felt a subtle sense of disgust.

“But they’re not smart enough. They’re too easily foolish and ridiculous in placing their trust in those close to them, and they can’t see their own position at all.” As she spoke, she picked up the wary girl from her arms and placed her on the seat next to her. She straightened the wrinkled hem of her clothes and said, “And that’s exactly why I came to find you.”

What nonsense are you spouting? Let me cut you down first. Zhuge Tongzhi waited with a cold face to hear what this old crow, who had taken over someone else's body, would ramble on about next.

Noticing that his friend had temporarily escaped the embrace of the black-haired youth, Conan secretly raised his wristwatch under the cover of the seat and aimed it at the man's exposed neck.

But after 'Lager' finished speaking, she didn't continue with her trash talk. Instead, she suddenly raised her palm as a blade and slashed at Takagi Wataru in the driver's seat. Zhuge Tongzhi, who was on edge, was only half a beat too slow to rush forward and stop her.

As the young man leaned forward, the neck that Conan had been aiming at became the leather flight jacket beneath his neck. He had to quickly raise his wristwatch to roughly aim and hurriedly press the button to fire the tranquilizer dart.

As the tranquilizer dart was fired, Zhuge Tongzhi too easily grabbed the young man's outstretched arm. Startled, he pulled the arm down with the momentum, and Takagi Wataru, whose shoulder was being pulled by 'Lagu' in the driver's seat, was also pulled to the side.

A fleeting glint of silver light perfectly disappeared into Takagi Wataru's neck.

"Eh? Zhu."

Completely bewildered as to why he had been tugged, the startled police officer managed to utter a single syllable before losing consciousness and slumping back against the chair before he could even ask a question.

High-ranking police officer!

The police car, which was driving normally in the middle of the lane, suddenly made a sharp S-turn and was about to crash into a car on the side when Conan in the passenger seat lunged forward, grabbed the steering wheel, and turned the car in the opposite direction.

Amidst the urgent sirens of surrounding vehicles, the police car veered sharply back, and under Conan's difficult control, began to swerve left and right on the road as if drunk.

The unconscious Takagi Wataru slumped in his seat, his position between the driver and passenger seats too awkward for the three-headed child's height. He could barely see the road ahead while trying to keep his hands on the steering wheel.

Conan, who couldn't reach the steering wheel, was about to say something when he saw the driver's seat being neatly pulled back, creating just enough space for him to squeeze through.

"Please." 'Lager,' who had thoughtfully made room for the elementary school student to drive, gestured politely to Conan, who was looking at him, "This way you can drive standing up, you're welcome."

Who needs to thank you!

A thousand words welled up in his mind in an instant, but Conan, still retaining his rationality, quickly crawled into the driver's seat, stood in the narrow gap and peered out the windshield. He turned the steering wheel to steadily straighten the car, just in time to pass through the intersection where the traffic light turned green.

"Please drive to Dorobiga Paradise." The black-haired youth with light blonde ends said with a smile, deftly twirling the pistol in his hand before finally turning it to point at Takagi Wataru's lowered head.

As she twirled her pistol, Zhuge Tongzhi also drew an identical standard-issue gun, raised it, and aimed it at the head of the person in front of him, his arm not trembling at all.

But the other person just looked at her with indulgence, as if watching a child playing with a water gun and showing off, and said, "Your arm must be sore from holding it up for so long. Your body can't handle the recoil of the Glock. Don't hurt yourself."

Zhuge Tongzhi's response was to pull the slider back with a crisp click and then snap it into place with his thumb.

This gun was originally a backup plan she and Rag left in the evacuation tunnel—the paint was the same, the specifications were the same, and the serial numbers were consecutive—but she never expected that the time she received it would be wrong, and the person it was pointed to would also be wrong…

But she!

"But you won't shoot, Tong." The black-haired youth smiled slightly. The smile, which was completely out of character, combined with the face that was exactly the same as every detail in her memory, instantly engulfed Zhuge Tongzhi's heart with a raging fire of hatred.

"!!!"

The blue and white navigation box in the void turned blood red in an instant, and the alarm boxes flashing exclamation marks piled up in front of those light gray eyes. The young man, whose eyebrows and eyes were covered, only had a slight smile on his lips, just like the murderer in the news whose eyebrows and eyes were blurred.

It's all because of you... Zhuge Tongzhi gritted his teeth, his arm holding the gun showing no sign of lowering it, but his heart was instantly filled with confusion at the sound of "Tong".

Yes, how could she possibly shoot the guy in front of her?

Even though she knew that the person smiling was the Boss, even though she knew that pulling the trigger would end the entire battle between the two sides, the other soul sleeping in this body, the possibility that she wasn't even sure still existed, held the bullet in her chamber tightly.

But how could she willingly lay down her weapons and let herself be slaughtered?

"Zhuge," Conan called out in a deep voice from the driver's seat.

"Such a young child, yet he has quite a temper." The black-haired youth sighed helplessly, offering a way out: "Conan-kun is too slow in solving cases, so I loaded some things into the car while I was waiting."

As soon as she finished speaking, a muffled explosion came from the trunk of the police car. Thick black smoke instantly billowed out of the rear window through the gap in the trunk, and the sudden jolt of the car confirmed that what she said was true.

Zhuge Tongzhi's arm jolted suddenly as the car body moved, while Conan in the background was shaking his head slowly and firmly at him.

After a moment of silence, the black-haired girl put down her gun and slammed it into 'Lagg's' outstretched hand, then crossed her arms and sat down coldly in the back seat.

Having obtained the gun, 'Rag didn't care about attitude at all. He casually opened the car window and threw the pistol out, then brought up the fifth 'person' who had always been in the police car: 'Noah's Ark'.

"I believe you can see where Hiroki Sawada is right now."

The young man casually crossed his legs and spoke to the artificial intelligence that had been silent for a while through the miniature earpiece: "I don't want to hurt this precious genius, but please don't call in any more rats to interfere with us."

Zhuge Tongzhi and Conan heard a sound like a tsunami erupting in their earpieces. Noah's Ark, who was always calm and objective, suddenly understood the emotional definition of anger.

The ruler of the virtual world is also bound by it. Although it sensed the danger immediately, it was unable to send the data stream to the real world and remove the sharp blade held against its master's neck.

“Bourbon, Scotland, Ray, and Kiel, whose codename I personally gave them, these rats won’t be able to get here even if they get the news. You can tell them where we’re going, I don’t mind.”

She generously said she would forgive and forget, but then pointed to the traffic light ahead that was about to turn from green to red and gently warned, "But please don't waste any more of your precious time."

Noah's Ark remained silent, while the traffic light at the intersection remained frozen in a constant green state.

After that, he encountered an unusually smooth journey with all green lights. Knowing that he couldn't wait for outside help, Conan decisively stepped on the gas and sped off towards Dorobiga Park.

That was the beginning of all the entanglements of cause and effect, and also the place where he was knocked unconscious by Gin, forced to take poison, and had to say goodbye to the identity of "Shinichi Kudo".

But why would the organization's boss choose that place as the destination?

“Because it’s interesting.” The young man tilted his head, and unlike Zhuge Tongzhi, Lager’s hair wasn’t always frizzy. The well-defined, flowing golden ends swayed smoothly at his neck, creating a golden cascade. “That place has special meaning for you and for me. Don’t you think it feels very destiny-like?”

"Bullshit, you old lunatic." Zhuge Tongzhi cursed under his breath.

"To recreate the scene, I even brought Gin along," she laughed. "I've always heard he's the organization's biggest mole, and today I'm going to put that to the test."

"Ha." Zhuge Tongzhi chuckled sarcastically from the side and said bluntly, "I'll just tell you straight, Gin is one of our men, you might as well just kill him."

Amused, the black-haired youth raised his hand to touch the girl's head, but nimbly dodged and pulled back before being slapped on the back of his hand. Even after being breathed on, he remained calm and composed, sitting in his original seat.

Conan, who was driving, didn't react strongly to this nonsense. He simply said calmly, "The special significance that place holds for me wasn't given to me by you or Gin."

He didn't go to the amusement park that day to meet Gin, to take APTX4869 and shrink, or to confront the Black Organization. He had bought a ticket and toured the amusement park alone beforehand to plan his trip. Nor did he go there to scout out the place where Gin knocked him unconscious.

He came there to go on a date with his childhood friend Ran Mouri, to make her happy, and to create happy memories there.

Dorobiga was indeed the starting point of the wheel of fate, but its special significance does not lie in darkness, but in the bright and joyful date of that day, and in the smile of Ran Mouri, whom he loved.

"Besides, I don't think you'll call Gin." The black-haired, blue-eyed detective looked at the words "Dorobiga Paradise" on the road sign ahead and said calmly, "Maybe you want to verify something there, or maybe it's for some other reason. In any case, you don't want anyone other than us to get involved."

“You’ve emphasized this point repeatedly; it’s the simplest logical reasoning you could ever ask for.” Conan smiled, his glasses reflecting a scientific white light in the sunlight, and said confidently, “There’s no fourth person there.”

He slammed on the brakes at the amusement park entrance, bringing the police car to a steady stop in the nearest parking space. He pulled up the handbrake, turned to look at 'Rag' propping his face up in the back seat, and said, "Besides, you won't kill us."

The journey from the city center to Dorobiga Park wasn't too long or too short, as it was an amusement park built within the city. While 'Lag' held off Rei Furuya and Shuichi Akai, it didn't prevent Noah's Ark from sending out their specific information; it simply instructed it not to notify anyone else.

They were arrested as soon as they got into the police car, but instead of quickly finishing the matter with a shot each for him and Zhuge Tongzhi, they wasted so much breath only to come to Dorobiga Paradise.

Rather than a sense of destiny, she seemed more like she had deliberately given herself ample time and chosen a place to wait for the actors to arrive on stage and verify something for her.

However, the actors she chose—Rei Furuya, Hiromitsu Morofushi, Shuichi Akai, Hidemi Hondo, and others—were all people he and Kirito could trust, like-minded partners. Conan couldn't quite figure out what the Boss was thinking. Wouldn't waiting for these people to arrive just make his situation more difficult?

Zhuge Tongzhi also realized that the other party was deliberately stalling for time. As he pondered, the words the other party had said naturally echoed in his ears—

...It's too easy to place such foolish and ridiculous trust in those close to you, completely unable to see your own position...that's precisely why I came to find you...

Stance? The black-haired girl pondered coldly, wondering what room for cooperation she could possibly have with the organization's boss.

"Accuracy rate... about 50/50." The black-haired youth opened the car door and invited Zhuge Tongzhi and Conan out. Before getting out, he used the gun in his hand to neatly destroy the logo on Conan's sneakers, and then led the two children directly into the amusement park with the help of Noah's Ark.

'Lag' led the two directly to the place where Conan was knocked unconscious, seemingly on a pilgrimage to a sacred site, to put into practice some kind of pursuit of destiny.

Conan and Zhuge Tongzhi were each engaged in a frantic brainstorming session when the young man, holding a child's hand in each hand, suddenly spoke up: "Elju, aren't you curious? Now that Zhuge Tongzhi has all my memories, are you being held back by some informant and unable to come find you?"

Zhuge Tongzhi raised his head, his dark eyes meeting those meaningful light gray eyes directly.

“She’s been lying to you all along, yet you never doubted her,” the black-haired youth sighed. “You even knew her conditions for returning home, but you never questioned how Zhuge Zhi would possibly meet those conditions to go home under the current circumstances.”

What are the conditions for returning home? Conan was somewhat bewildered by these riddles, but when he turned around, he saw Zhuge Tongzhi's face flash with astonishment and sudden realization, finally settling on "extremely ugly".

Yes, how could she possibly not have thought of that!

“If she wants to eliminate the Black Organization, then naturally that includes me.” The black-haired youth walked through the bustling crowd toward the back of the amusement park, a place filled with brilliance and joyful laughter, shrouded in the shadows of countless rides, a place no visitor in the park would ever want to set foot in.

“But now I am her, and she is me.” The organization’s boss walked at a leisurely pace, as if deliberately giving Zhuge Tongzhi time to think, and meticulously broke down the problem: “How can she ‘completely’ eradicate the organization and still go home alive?”

Unlike Zhuge Tongzhi, who is a native of the Detective Conan world, Lag is a person who transmigrated from another world. Upon arriving in this world, he learned from the pinned note in his memo that the conditions for returning home were:

"Eliminate the Black Organization while they are still alive"

To make this seemingly endless task more tangible, Rag deliberately designed it as a mission game with a progress bar: getting a codename increases the progress value; saving another person increases the progress value; successfully surviving another day increases the progress value again...

The period after the first year of Conan's academic career was designated as a key period for rapid progress growth, and she simply and directly devised a pathetic plan to survive with Conan until the organization's destruction.

These goals, which Zhuge Tongzhi lost after his amnesia, aligned with the goal of "returning to his parents alive" in the memories of the top-ranking Rag, and became the destination of O-D's final path planning. The daily life of following Conan and every mission to strike the organization were transformed into progress values ​​and incorporated into the path planning progress.

The choice of this destination is very natural and self-consistent. It has always been Rag's wish, and Zhuge Tongzhi knew about it from the beginning. He had been silently calculating the progress of helping his sister return home.

But now, this condition for returning home contains a most self-contradictory fallacy—

With Ragnarok and Boss coexisting, it is impossible to "live" and "eliminate the organization" at the same time.

Perhaps I didn't realize this fallacy, or perhaps I subconsciously fantasized that there were other ways to solve it, so I avoided this problem that I couldn't think about in detail.

But what about Rag... Zhuge Tongzhi clenched his fists tightly. If she could have come back from the beginning, why didn't she come back to discuss solutions with her?

Avoiding her like before seems like she knows there's no way to avoid it. Based on this assumption, could it be that Rag is going to great lengths to have someone take her picture because…

The black-haired girl suddenly started trembling uncontrollably.

“It’s normal for the organization’s boss to be mistakenly killed during a purge,” the black-haired youth said leisurely. “The Japanese Public Security Bureau, the FBI, or the CIA, etc., without any persuasion, any one of them would point a gun at me without hesitation.”

This is the real issue of 'stance' that the Boss wanted to talk about. It's not about the stance of red versus black, but about the stance of her who wants Rag to live versus those who want Rag to die.

That's why the Boss said she 'gave a foolish trust,' because in this matter, could her personal trust and commitment really be compared to the national interest?

She knew, and so did Rag.

That's why he used the excuse of eyeliner issues to avoid contact with her, and then went without sleep for several days to accelerate the process of eliminating the organization.

"She knows you can't bring yourself to do it and would never agree, so she chose a different path." The black-haired youth walked to the alley entrance, looked down at Zhuge Tongzhi, whose face was buried in the shadows, and said softly, "She's gambling with her life, but do you agree?"

No answer was needed; the young man answered himself: "I disagree."

So after gaining control of his consciousness, he didn't choose to leave for distant lands, but instead came to Tokyo, to Conan, to Zhuge Tongzhi, to tear open these hidden and concealed choices in a bloody way, turning "killing her" into a struggle for more people.

Because Zhuge Zhi's main consciousness is just exhausted and asleep, the Boss, who is ultimately unable to take the lead, only has a dozen hours left.

He slept for eight hours to prevent his body from collapsing, then spent several more hours arranging for people to forcibly delay the actors' time to go on stage. The remaining time was simply used to make Zhuge Tongzhi understand his position, thereby ensuring that even if Zhuge Zhi regained control of his consciousness, he could not gamble with his life as before.

“Those people are on their way, you can take a look at their choices here.” The black-haired youth released Zhuge Tongzhi’s hand and let her do as she pleased, then pulled Conan into the shadows of the alley. “Then figure out your own stance.”

“So I certainly won’t kill you.” Boss said, drawing a pistol from his waist and pressing it against Conan’s forehead. “But you might not be so lucky.”

"After all, I'm really curious, can the Son of the World really always escape danger, even with a gun pointed at his head... can he still do it?"

Conan, with a gun tentatively pressed against his head, took a half step back, knowing that even if he ran with all his might, he wouldn't be able to get out of the pistol's range in a few seconds.

He turned to look at Zhuge Tongzhi, who was standing at the alley entrance a dozen meters away with his head down. After standing at the boundary between black and white for a moment, the other man lifted his leg and walked towards the Boss.

"Good boy," the black-haired youth said approvingly.

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Not far from the alley entrance, Ran Mouri, who was on her way to the supermarket, was guided by the ugly-cute apple charm on her hand that kept making alarm sounds, and ended up in Dorobiga Park.

"Conan, Kirito, danger; Conan, Kirito, danger; Doropica, Doropica..."

The girl, still carrying a shopping bag, looked up in the direction where the alarms were most frequent, and through the gaps in the crowd, she saw Zhuge Tongzhi standing with his back to her.

"Kiri-chan?" she called out instinctively.

The black-haired girl seemed to turn her head and glance at her, or perhaps it was just an illusion caused by the passing crowd, but Ran could see the girl walk into the dark alley.

Shinichi Kudo also suddenly ran into the alley, and then disappeared for months.

Ignoring whether her shoelaces were tied tightly or not, Ran Mouri, sensing something was wrong, decisively threw her shopping bag aside and ran towards the alley entrance like lightning.

…

Having confirmed Zhuge Tongzhi's stance, the organization's boss turned to look at Conan, who was sweating profusely under the gun, and smiled slightly.

"Family members watching on screen, do you think this little silver bullet can still survive?"

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Author's note: 666 There's also an interactive section (just kidding)

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Finally! The last foreshadowing has been resolved!

yeah! ! !

(Maybe this will be the last one) (Thinking)

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The Red Apple Pendant Guides You (Chapter 58)

It was a gift from Xiaotong to Lan.

Before leaving, El made some modifications to it, intending for it to be able to notify her in real time whether Lan was in danger.

I ended up using it myself.

Lulu the cat, undeterred by the Boss's men, bravely sets out on her attack!

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Mwah!