Although Conan would unconsciously behave in a way that was not appropriate for a child whenever he was absorbed in a case, when he realized it, he would quickly switch back to being an elementary school student, such as now -

"Great, are we playing a game of hidden objects?" Conan made a childish gesture.

"…"But this is a murder scene…Wouldn't this be even more weird?

You looked at him with a complicated expression, but finally agreed with him and said, "Well, little brother, please help me look for it. Maybe we can help Detective Maori."

"Okay." Conan responded, turned around and started searching.

You pretend to look around while quietly backing out of the room - after all, this place is sealed off and you can't enter at will.

As for Conan... it's normal for a kid to run around. He'll just get beaten up. You have no mercy in your heart.

After a general search around the house, Conan ran to the balcony. It was sunny at noon, the air was hot, and there was almost no wind.

He half-crouched on the ground and found a few strands of long yellow hair lying quietly in the corner of the tile under the railing.

The next moment, he was picked up by the collar.

“Wow wow wow——”

"You little brat! Do you know what it means to isolate the crime scene? How dare you sneak in!" Uncle Maori gave Conan a slap on the head without any hesitation. "If you destroy the scene, you will be in trouble!"

"!?" Why is there no movement at all? Where is Watanabe-san? Conan turned his head and saw you standing behind the police with a pure face.

Conan: “…”

"Just stay back here, little kid." Uncle Maori threw Conan back and prepared to leave.

Conan quickly called out to Uncle Maori: "Ah, wait a minute!" He squeezed to the balcony again while he was small, "I just found this!"

He pointed at the blond hair in the corner and said, "Oh, this hair color and length looks a lot like Yakushimaru-sama's."

"Oh?" Uncle Maori leaned over and picked up the hair, then turned to look at Yakushimaru Ryugetsu, "This is your hair, right? Then why is it on the balcony of the dead?"

"Huh? Why are you still talking about me? How would I know? Let's find the real murderer quickly!" Yakushi Maru Ryutsuki frowned impatiently, "I'm just next door. It's normal for my hair to be blown by the wind, right?"

"But this is on the balcony. Didn't the elder sister say that she was watching the concert in the house last night?" Conan also looked up and asked.

"I was watching a concert, and I had a headache from drinking so much, so I went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette—" Yakushimaru Ryutsuki's expression suddenly froze, "Wait... last night... what happened last night..." She looked a little confused, "Could it be true...?"

Your intuition tells you that this is a critical point, so Conan does ask further: "What does Big Sister mean? What happened last night?"

"Last night..." Yakushi Maru Ryutsuki held his head with one hand, "I drank too much and was smoking on the balcony to sober up. I seemed to see Yao out in a daze. She even asked me...about suicide."

"So...it wasn't a dream after all." She murmured.

"What do you mean?" Sang Gubuyi raised his head suddenly.

"She asked me what I thought about suicide, and even said that if I wanted to commit suicide..." Yakushimaru Ryutsuki was a little dazed, "I thought it was a dream, and I was very upset, so I didn't think much about it. I just wanted her to die, but not in front of me, it would be annoying. Then I went back to my room and went to sleep..."

"How could it be...! She had such a wonderful life!" Kuang Gu Buyi suddenly raised his voice, "And... suicide, suicide as a method...! Such an irresponsible method...!"

Conan had a clue in his mind, and it was becoming clearer. He remembered the conversation they had at the neighboring table yesterday: "By the way, did you guys discuss this issue yesterday?"

Yada Reina was stunned, and thought for a few seconds: "It seems so. By the way...Yao mentioned this issue at the dinner table yesterday. We all raised objections at that time, and Sangu seemed to hate this topic...Then she changed the subject."

You remained silent. Combining the corpse with the on-site report data, you already had a guess in your mind. You glanced at Conan and decided to ask him another question: "Mr. Sangu and Miss Haru must have a good relationship, right? Why did they break up?"

"Yuan is so outstanding, she deserves better..." Sang Gu turned his face away and said in a low voice, "Her parents urged her to get married. I am an unemployed vagrant now, and there is no reason to delay her any longer. So... I acted very coldly towards her..."

The results of various analyses have pointed to suicide, but at that time, there was no clue as to why the death was disguised as homicide. But now, it seems that the answer is about to come out.

You secretly glanced at Conan, who was standing behind the sofa, and it seemed that he had already adjusted his voice changer——

The case has finally come to an end.

Boyfriend lost his job, parents were at odds, sad breakup, marital stress, interpersonal problems, more work... all these can almost crush a person. Zhong Juyuan finally chose to escape to another world.

Because her friends, especially her beloved boyfriend, hate suicide, Nakai Haruka chose this method, but did not want to be further disliked, so she tried to pretend to commit suicide.

Before making the final decision, she hesitated and tried to sound out everyone's opinions. She even talked with Yakushimaru on the balcony the last night.

If someone had not answered casually but taken it seriously, they might not have committed suicide. You thought as you listened.

People often become so fragile that they can't hold on for a moment, but if someone can lend a hand, perhaps they can lead them out.

Having cleared your suspicion, you politely declined Sonoko and the others' invitation to have lunch together, using the excuses that you liked to be alone and that you needed to rest because of a migraine, and planned to return to your room.

You didn't have time to eat breakfast and lunch, and now you're feeling a little dizzy from hunger, but it's already 2:30 in the afternoon, and you still have a difficult task assigned to you by Amuro Toru to complete, so time is very tight.

Without time to go to the hotel restaurant for a proper meal, you can only quickly swallow the few slices of bread left over from the snack plate in the house and start typing on the computer.

...It's simply the life of a corporate slave.

The black-hearted boss Toru Amuro.

You chew the bread in your mouth fiercely, venting your resentment.

You hurried and finally finished it before five o'clock. You gulped down a glass of water and wanted to relax for a while, but then you remembered that you had to meet Bourbon at the left gate of Xinyuanting before 7 o'clock, so you had to get up and pack your things.

Damn it! Black-hearted boss Toru Amuro! If he keeps squeezing us, the great working people will revolt!

You mutter to yourself while stuffing things into your bag.

After completing the check-out procedures and taking your necessary items, you took a taxi to Xinyuan Pavilion.

Taxi fares in Japan are shockingly expensive, the second most expensive in the world. Normally, you would not consider this transportation option, but now that the organization reimburses you, you will be very happy to enjoy your taxi life.

Because the Heat concert is being held in Area 1 today, there are very few tourists around Area 3, Xinyuanting. As soon as you get off the bus, you see a blond man standing by the left door looking at his phone, with an inconspicuous thin folder in his hand.

You jog over and ask, "Where's the Mazda?"

"You can only park and go within District 5," Amuro Toru put away his phone, "The car is in the District 5 parking lot."

District 4 and District 5 are located to the north and south of District 3, so it is not far to walk to District 5 from here.

"Put it in your computer bag," Amuro Toru handed you the folder, "the mission results."

“…” You don’t want to take over.

Shouldn't I keep such an important thing carefully? If I give it to the trainees, it would be risky. Come to think of it, the police I mentioned before never showed up. Could they be planning to steal it at the last minute?

Seeing that you were just staring at the folder, the other person raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"

"..." You paused and smiled, "That... is such an important thing, I think it's better for you to hold it."

"It's safer to put it in your bag than to carry it in your hand." He stuffed it into your hand without giving you any explanation, and said with a hint of joking, "What's the matter, Watanabe-kun? Can't you do a simple thing like keeping it safe?"

"..." You took over the document with a calm expression, but your heart had already raised the alert level to the highest level.

"You can take a shortcut from District 3 to District 5 by going through that small street." Amuro Toru said, stretching his long legs.

You followed closely behind him, keeping your eyes on the surroundings at all times.

Due to the popularity of the concert, there are very few people still on the edge of District 3 at this moment. This small street is much quieter than the main street, with only a few passers-by passing by you.

You should try to walk on the inner road to avoid close brushing with passers-by, in case there is a police officer inside who suddenly snatches your computer bag containing the folder.

With a high level of concentration, any sound can be amplified and taken into the ears. The whistling sound that broke through the air was sharp and clear, and in an instant it came from far away and brushed against the corner of Amuro Toru's clothes and shot into the corner of the wall!

"!!!"

It's a bullet!!

Your eyes widened in shock. Even if it was a mission, it was too much for the police to open fire directly on the street... And they were actually aiming at Toru Amuro?!

You looked at Amuro Toru in disbelief, and found that he also had a look of shock on his face, but he quickly pulled out a pistol from his inner pocket and dodged to the side.

A few more bullets whizzed in! You were pulled by the opponent to hide behind the wall of the wasteland. The dust raised by the flying bricks blinded your eyes, but you didn't dare to close them. You just rubbed them quickly.

"Tsk." Amuro Toru smiled, but his purple-gray eyes were filled with coldness. "The target of the mission... is he going to rebel?"

You took a few deep breaths. “Wha…what?”

They are not police officers? Then...! Your hands feel cold. If they are the same desperate criminals as the organization, they will not show mercy.

"The other party has reneged on the deal and is planning to kill us." Toru Amuro's tone was still upbeat, but without any warmth.

"..." There's no time for nonsense now. You raise your eyes and ask, "What should we do?"

"Try to retreat to the District 5 parking lot and get back in the car, then you'll have a chance to leave." He said simply, and at the same time he raised his hand and loaded the gun.

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If I were to name the next chapter, it would probably be… a friend in need is a friend indeed (tactical backwards jpg.)

Jiang Lai is too busy now and has no time to read the forum. He will read it when he returns. (dog head)

Below is Qi Zhongyue's cute little case drama "One Step Away" ~ Their conversation about the case is also included in it

Nakai Haruka is an ordinary child. She is gentle and introverted, and is praised by everyone as "the child of other people's family."

Her life trajectory was very ordinary. She was admitted to the music college, became a violinist in a well-known orchestra after graduation, and had a boyfriend whom she had been dating since college - perhaps such ordinariness could be called luck.

The ordinary and lucky Yao suddenly became very unfortunate when he learned that he became the first violinist.

Her boyfriend lost his job, her parents were not getting along, she was forced to break up, she was under pressure from marriage, she had bad relationships, and she had more work to do. All of this almost overwhelmed her.

She tried to change the status quo, but found that her actions were futile.

By chance, Haruka's senior, Yakushimaru Ryuzuki, invited a few of them out for a party.

I thought this was an opportunity to test everyone's attitude, so I asked casually, "What do you think about suicide? There have been a lot of people committing suicide recently."

Yada Reina was a little surprised, but still shook her head and answered: "Maybe it's really too hard. If I were in that situation, I would probably commit suicide too."

"Really?"

Yakushi Maru Ryutsuki frowned, a little annoyed: "Why are you talking about these things at this time? It's really disappointing."

“…”

"Suicide is a very irresponsible act. Haven't they ever thought about how long it will take for their relatives and friends to get out of this shadow?" The somewhat decadent Kuwatani Buyi tried to cheer himself up and answered, "This incident may haunt them for the rest of their lives!"

"Ah, really?"

He watched them quietly until they finished talking, then changed the subject without leaving any trace.

Maybe I should really think about this carefully, Yuan thought with a smile.

…

After talking to Kuwatani Ayumu, Haruka stood on the balcony and looked out calmly - please, no matter who it is, please give me the answer I want.

A sound came from the balcony next door. The drunk Yakushi Maru Ryutsuki was standing on the balcony enjoying the fresh air.

"...Senior Liu Yue." Yuan greeted.

"Ah..." The other party narrowed his eyes, "Yao."

"What do you... think about suicide?" she asked nervously.

"Why, you want to commit suicide?" she asked casually.

"...I want to commit suicide." She answered affirmatively.

"Then don't die in front of me, it's disgusting." She answered seemingly nonchalantly, rubbing her head and returning to the room. The sound of the Red and White Song Contest was about to come to an abrupt end.

Nakai Haruka stood on the balcony, looking across, and said softly: "... I'm sorry, senior sister, I... am really too tired." She wiped her tears, smiled, and returned to the room.

Then she ran towards the merciful dark sky.

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