Chapter 112 Until the Sea Turns Blue - He Really Isn't Because of That...
"Sister Xiaolan~" Conan called sweetly.
"Ah, Conan." Xiaolan stopped talking and looked at Conan gently, "What's wrong?"
"This is for you." Conan blushed and raised the little dolphin doll in his hand a little embarrassedly.
"Hey, what is this?"
The dolphin's upturned tail and cute blush caught Xiaolan's attention. She took the doll involuntarily.
"Hey, isn't this a souvenir from the Little Dolphin Association?"
Asai Narimi next to him said in surprise.
"Little Dolphin Association?" Xiaolan looked at Asai Narimi curiously.
Asai Narumi smiled and explained, "This is a souvenir from the Little Dolphin Association. They're an association primarily composed of university students, and they hold events in various locations to encourage people to protect the environment and the ocean."
"That sounds great." Xiaolan responded, lowering her head and asking Conan: "So, Conan, did you go to some interesting activities with Miss Lin during the day?"
Conan glanced at Dr. Asai Narumi subtly.
"...Yes, Sister Xiaolan," he said, "This little dolphin was a gift from an event. Do you like it? It's for you, Sister Xiaolan."
Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"Thank you, Conan." She patted Conan's head. "But Conan, you got this with great difficulty, didn't you? There's only this one."
"If I take it away, Conan won't have a cute little dolphin anymore. So, Conan, please keep it for yourself, okay?"
"If you let the little dolphin accompany you, you might even have a sweet dream tonight."
Conan actually didn't really hear what Ran Mouri said.
He just stared blankly at Mao Lilan's gentle eyes, allowing himself to be immersed in her gaze.
It seems like this every time?
From childhood to adulthood, he has never been able to refuse Xiaolan's request.
When he came to his senses, the little dolphin doll had been stuffed back into his arms.
…Ah, damn it.
He doesn't like such childish dolls!
He wouldn't have gone to that event if he hadn't thought that this guy would like it!
Humph! If you don’t want it, then don’t want it!
Conan replied languidly, "Okay," and returned to his little bed.
"Conan, if you're sleepy, go to bed early~"
Xiaolan's instructions came from behind.
"Okay~" he responded again and met Huibara's teasing eyes.
My already sad mood was made even worse.
Huiyuan Ai: "What's wrong, Great Detective? Can't you deliver the gift?"
Conan: ...
"That's not a gift. I just think such a childish doll is not suitable for me."
He struggled to his death.
Huihara Ai: "Really? But I saw that you were quite active in participating in the activities."
Conan: QAQ.
"I attended all of that with Sister Lin... By the way, why did you become interested in this kind of book?"
Conan struggled in vain and tried to change the subject.
He pointed at the fairy tale book in Haibara Ai's hand and asked.
In his impression, Huihara is generally only interested in academic papers, famous novels and fashion magazines.
Why are you reading this kind of book today?
This kind of fairy tale book was specially placed in the clinic by Asai Narumi so that he could use it to help young patients pass the time while taking care of them.
"Why? At our age, shouldn't we be reading fairy tales?" Huiyuan Ai said sarcastically, "Don't you want her to tell you fairy tales?"
"Hey, hey," Conan said with a half-mooned look, "She and I are not that kind of relationship!"
Huiyuan tilted her head in sorrow: "Did I mention your relationship just now?"
Conan: ...
This guy clearly knows what he's talking about...
hateful.
Seeing him frustrated, Ai Haibara smiled and turned her gaze back to the storybook.
The storybook pages are accompanied by exquisite illustrations.
The artist used a cute simple drawing style to depict a round, white little rabbit.
[“One day, the little rabbit took advantage of the fact that his mother was not at home and secretly ran out…”]
Haibara Ai read attentively, but the more she read, the more disappointed she felt.
……That's not it.
Although this story was somewhat similar to the one Punch had told her, the story developed completely differently later on.
The bedtime story she once told her...
She wasn't sure if she had forgotten or if Punch really hadn't told her the sequel to the story; she only remembered that the story ended abruptly after the rabbit defeated the villain.
Did Punch tell her about the follow-up?
She really... couldn't remember clearly.
She has read a lot of fairy tale books these past two days, just to find the prototype of the fairy tale that Punch told her at that time.
But no, she didn't see any related story in any fairy tale book.
It doesn’t matter, she closed the book expressionlessly, thinking that she had plenty of time to slowly look through these storybooks…
Reading more fairy tale books is more in line with her image as a child, isn't it?
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late at night.
The clinic was silent.
The only sound that could be heard from the sofa in the clinic was Kogoro Mouri's snoring.
It seemed as if everyone was in a deep sleep.
Hideo Kawashima opened his eyes while lying on the hospital bed.
He turned on his cell phone, seemingly to see if there was any message, but he was annoyed to find that there was no signal in the clinic.
He straightened his clothes and wanted to go to a place with better signal. However, when he tried to open the door, he found that his ward was locked.
He cursed under his breath, remembering what Asai Narimi had said gently during the day, that he would try his best to keep himself safe in his clinic...
Did you lock his door at night for safety reasons?
It's a waste of time, Kawashima Hideo thought, he knew who was the safest person to be with.
If a mysterious detective, whose name he had never heard of, had not suddenly appeared on the island during the day and attracted the police, he would definitely not have agreed to stay here temporarily.
He rubbed the back of his neck, which still ached.
Never mind, it’s just one night, what could go wrong?
Moonlight streamed in through the half-open curtains, illuminating the tattoos on his arms that stretched out from the wide sleeves of his hospital gown.
It was an equilateral triangle with three straight vertical lines drawn in the middle.
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At the same time, Conan, who was separated from Kawashima Hideo by a wall, also opened his eyes.
He first looked around and after confirming that Ran Mouri and Ai Haibara were both fast asleep, he quietly stood up, put on his shoes, put on his glasses, and tiptoed towards the door.
The door handle opened with a slight turn.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
He picked up the trash tongs and trash bag he had placed at the door, looked inside again, and gently closed the door with his hands and feet.
The door of the clinic is a sliding glass door that can be opened from the inside.
But strangely, the door was not closed.
Conan didn't care, opened the door and walked out.
He had walked here during the day and remembered the way. In the moonlight, he slowly walked to the beach.
During the day, he reluctantly followed Sister Lin to pick up trash, but unexpectedly, he would sneak out to pick up trash by himself at night.
Life is unpredictable, Conan thought.
"This little dolphin stuffed animal is a free gift for your first participation in our event. All you have to do is listen to our talk about marine conservation. However, if you want more merchandise, or another little dolphin stuffed animal, you have to pick up a full bag of trash!"
During the day, college students from the Little Dolphin Association said so.
If, he meant if, there was a little dolphin stuffed animal, Xiaolan wouldn't refuse his gift, right? Then, they would be a couple.
Of course, he definitely didn't come out in the cold wind to pick up trash in the middle of the night because of that guy. He just didn't want to be rejected with such a ridiculous reason as "If the little dolphin is taken away, I will no longer have a little dolphin."
Besides, the moon was so gentle tonight, and he felt a bit stuffy staying indoors all the time. For the sake of his health, he wanted to go out and get some fresh air... Besides, picking up trash was also a form of exercise. Young people like him should actively exercise and participate in public welfare activities...
As Conan thought about this, his face became redder and redder. The image of Xiaolan's surprised expression when he gave the little dolphin to her seemed to appear in his mind.
He slapped his face.
He really didn't come out to pick up trash in the middle of the night just to send Xiaolan and Little Dolphin away, he emphasized it again!
The slightly chilly night breeze blew across Conan's face, but it couldn't take away the heat rising on his face.
Ahhhh, stop thinking about that guy and focus on picking up trash!
Conan turned his emotions into motivation and worked hard.
Soon, he discovered something was wrong.
There were other people's footprints on the beach.
The ebb and flow of the sea, one wave after another, will carry away the footprints on the beach. These footprints are very fresh and have not been washed away, which means they were left behind very recently.
who?
Who else but him would stay up late at night picking up trash on the beach?
The first person that flashed through Conan’s mind was Lin Xi.
No way, Sister Lin wouldn't be annoyed that taking care of two children slowed down her trash picking up speed, so she deliberately disappeared and secretly picked up trash by herself, right?
Although this sounded like something Sister Lin would do, Conan quickly dismissed the idea.
Because the footprints left on the beach were too big, several sizes larger than Sister Lin's feet.
Could it be Mr. Amuro? He's here for the trip too.
This guy looks quite unreliable standing next to Sister Lin. It doesn't seem out of place for him to do something like picking up trash in the middle of the night...
No, no, if he wanted to pick up trash, he would have been picking it up when we saw him during the day, not waiting until now.
...Could it be?
Is someone doing some secret activity on the beach?
No, no... It looks like the garbage in front has indeed been picked up by someone, and this area is much cleaner...
No, is there really someone like him picking up trash on the beach late at night?
Conan was shocked, Conan was confused, Conan was at a loss.
He took a look at the anesthesia watch and sneakers that Dr. Agasa had made for him, and then looked at the plastic bottles and cans he had just picked up. He decided to move forward and meet his colleague who was picking up trash.
Damn it, I walked in front of him and picked up all the trash in front of him!
The man was picking up trash while walking, so he definitely couldn't walk as fast as him. If he followed the footprints, he would definitely catch up with him soon!
Conan thought as he quickened his pace.
As he advanced, the footprints grew deeper and clearer.
Conan saw a black silhouette.
Standing far away under the bright moon hanging high in the sky, it looks like the shadow cast by the bright moon itself.
The figure seemed to sense someone coming and slowly turned around.
The sea breeze blew, lifting his bangs and long hair tied into a ponytail.
When Conan saw his face clearly, the figure also saw Conan at the same time.
He slowly smiled.
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