Chapter 215 Love at the End of Lies Where are his teammates? He needs teammates...
After saying goodbye to Vermouth, Lin Xi walked alone on the street.
It was late at night, the moon was dim, the sky was full of stars, and pedestrians were hurrying under the lights. She walked expressionlessly, ignoring the gazes that were attracted by Shibahara Hirojin's appearance.
She was thinking about what Vermouth said.
"Now I have almost forgotten those scenes. As long as I don't try to recall them, I won't get sick."
"Sometimes, remembering isn't such a good thing. There are some memories we hope will never be touched, never dug up; every recollection has the potential to make us even less like ourselves."
Those few words seemed to be just unnecessary sighs, but they seemed to contain hidden reminders and unspoken warnings.
Regarding herself, there was only one thing that involved memories recently—
That is the past of "Linxi".
Is Vermouth hinting to her not to dig into Lin Xi's past, as that might put her in danger?
If that's the case, why not just tell her?
Is it because of her mystical style?
No, no... Vermouth showed considerable trust and closeness in front of her, so there was no need to play games with her about such things.
Is that because Vermouth couldn't tell her directly for some reason?
The first thing Lin Xi thought of was surveillance and eavesdropping.
But she was very sure that besides the unconscious Hideji Tsukawa, there were only her and Vermouth in that room.
If anyone was targeting them, she would definitely notice it immediately.
But if it's not surveillance or eavesdropping... then who is Vermouth wary of?
Lin Xi was rarely confused.
Every memory has the potential to make a person even less like himself...
This sentence sounds like it refers to people who become ill after seeing an art exhibition.
People with mental illness are certainly not like normal people, and they are certainly not like their former selves.
But is there any other reference?
For example, does "even less like myself" refer to schizophrenia?
Thinking of this, she opened her phone and asked Noah: "What is the proportion of people on the list of invited participants who suffer from mental illness?"
The screen flashed, and the data was clearly displayed on the screen, from the disease with the highest proportion to the disease with the lowest proportion.
Bipolar disorder 37%
Depression 21%
Schizophrenia 19%
Schizophrenia 16%
Other 7%
Lin Xi paused for a moment on the words "schizophrenia".
She thought of Jin.
She then asked, "Other means...?"
The words flashed on the screen: "People who were once sick and later recovered."
Lin Xi clicked on the "Other" line and saw a few names.
She was thinking, if Vermouth's hint pointed to schizophrenia, then the one she should be wary of...is herself?
It is known that all exhibitors suffer from mental illness.
It is also known that not only the exhibitors, but also the curator of "X", Kim Bonnard, has schizophrenia - Lin Xi has seen his other personality in the United States.
So, as a painter, would "X", that is, "Lin Xi", have a mental illness?
No, perhaps she had been ill for a long time. Due to long-term exposure to her own paintings, "Lin Xi" fell ill earlier than all the guests. Her self-immolation on the day of the exhibition proved that she had extremely serious self-destructive tendencies at that time.
So, what exactly makes these people sick?
Is it that the painting itself has some kind of magic, that the light and shadow and flashing characters make people's brains behave strangely - like the pathogenesis of photosensitive epilepsy, only more hidden and slower, or is it that there are some volatile chemicals in the pigment that subtly affect those who approach it?
To find this out, we must get the real work of "X" for testing.
And the place where "X" once worked and studied...is undoubtedly Dongdu University.
Originally, Lin Xi had planned to take time to go with Amuro Toru, but now he was a little hesitant because of what Vermouth said.
If she knew more about Lin Xi's past, would there be a chance that her mental illness would "relapse"?
After all, she was a soul traveling across time and space, and she was using someone else's body... I wonder if those mental illnesses have left any traces in this body.
Lin Xi lowered his head and spread out his hands under the street light.
A man's hand with distinct joints... After reaching level 5 of Disguise, she could also change small details on the body such as the hands and feet.
But Transfiguration could only simulate the appearance of people she had met before.
So, from whom did these details of Shibahara Hiroshige come to be simulated?
The night was slightly chilly, and at this moment, even Lin Xi felt a little cold.
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The woman leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, and made a phone call.
"I saw her."
"Well, I can see that she doesn't know me *yet*."
"...I know. I know my limits."
As if she had heard something interesting, the woman laughed: "Haha, no need for you to emphasize, I know what I want to do."
She exhaled a puff of cigarette, and the smoke spread into the air from her lips.
She said in an exclamatory tone:
"We can be both of God and the devil. Since we're trying to raise the dead against the stream of time." (Note 1)
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"Sister Lin! You're back! And Coconut, hello, Coconut~"
"Sister Lin, are there any desserts today?"
"Sister Lin... Hey, Yuantai, stop thinking about eating all the time!"
The three little ones gathered around and chirped at Lin Xi.
Coconut lay in Lin Xi's arms and covered his ears with his paws.
The two fake kids stood side by side a little distance away, silently watching Lin Xi deal with the children's enthusiasm.
"Sister Lin is really popular with children." Conan said with emotion, carrying his schoolbag and putting one hand in his pocket.
Huibara Ai snorted in an ambiguous manner.
"I'm afraid it's more than just children."
That guy is popular with men, women, young and old.
"Oh, we didn't prepare any dessert today, Genta-kun. But I can treat you to dessert at the Poirot Cafe!"
"Ah, why are we going to Poirot Cafe again?" Ayumi said.
"We went there yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday!" said Mitsuhiko.
Lin Xi: “Oh?”
"It's all because Conan wants to go!" Genta complained, "We can't drink coffee, and no one treats us to dessert, so why do we go there every time?"
Lin Xi looked at Conan with a smile, which made Conan shudder.
He remembered that every time he went to Poirot Café to look for Toru Amuro, who was suspected to be related to the organization, he found that the man had taken several days off in a row just after joining the company, and he was nowhere to be seen.
Every time he talked to Haibara Ai, she looked uninterested - Conan knew that she didn't want to help him contact the organization, but she was just uninterested and didn't stop him, which Conan thought was good enough.
Being looked at like this by Lin Xi at this moment, Conan couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "Ahaha, that's because I want to go play with Amuro brother."
"When did your relationship become so good?" Lin Xi raised his eyebrows.
Conan smirked awkwardly.
"It's because Edogawa has always been interested in detectives." Huihara Ai said lightly, "Mr. Amuro is a detective, so Edogawa likes to stick to him."
"Right, Edogawa-san?"
"Ah, yes, yes!" Conan didn't expect that Haibara Ai would help him out, and gave her a grateful glance.
"Hey, Xiao Ke, if you're interested in investigating a case, why don't you stick with me?" Lin Xi flicked Conan's head in dissatisfaction, "I'm a detective too!"
Conan touched his head and complained in his heart:
Not everyone can be a detective, okay!
Sister Lin looks very unreliable...even more out of line than the uncle!
He actually had no intention of going to Poirot Café today.
Because Toru Amuro was not there every time he went there, Conan was afraid that if he kept asking Azusa Enomoto, it would arouse Toru Amuro's suspicion.
But what surprised Conan was that when they arrived at the Poirot Cafe, the figure that had not appeared for several days appeared again.
"Hi~ Miss Azusa, Mr. Amuro~"
Lin Xi greeted enthusiastically, "I brought the kids here for dessert. Do you have any new products lately?"
"Ah, Ms. Lin! There are also coconuts!" Enomoto Azusa was looking at the bill. "Yes, everyone, please take a look and see what you want to eat!"
"Ms. Lin." Amuro Toru had already changed into waiter's clothes and showed a perfect smile that showed he was in business mode. "Please take a seat. What kind of juice would you like to drink today?"
"Orange juice, please, thank you." Lin Xi sat down with the children and opened the menu to show them.
Conan's eyes moved from Toru Amuro to Lin Xi, and then from Lin Xi to Toru Amuro.
"Hey, Huiyuan, don't you think something's wrong?" He whispered, "That guy disappeared for several days, and Sister Lin happened to be traveling; as soon as Sister Lin came back, that guy also appeared."
"Do you think he's...set on Sister Lin?"
"That's right. Sister Lin's family is so rich. They probably run some big company or group. If the organization sets its sights on Sister Lin... No, if the organization finds out that Sister Lin heard something she shouldn't have heard that day..." (Earlier on Tsukikage Island, Lin Xi told Conan that she heard Amuro Toru say the words "organization," "boss," and "punch" when he was on the phone.)
"We have to think of a solution, Haibara! Haibara?"
Conan came back to his senses and found that Huiyuan Ai had already abandoned him and was standing in front of the dining table, pointing at the menu and saying, "I want to eat this peanut butter blueberry sandwich."
Conan: ...
Where are his teammates? He needs teammates!!
He looked at Huibara Ai's back with grief and anger. Under Lin Xi's gaze, he walked to the dining table with grief and anger and ordered a Black Forest cake.
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(Note 1: This is a quote from Bayley. It appeared in TV309.)
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