Chapter 112 Chapter 111
Doctor: There is no sulfur left in your body.
Me: S0?
So?
Standing at the starting point of fate in Dorobiga Park, covering the mouth and nose of the struggling Ragnarok, he watched Ran Mouri and Conan, their noses touching, in an atmosphere where no one could intrude.
After thinking for three seconds, Zhuge Tongzhi "reluctantly" decided to give up helping Conan cover up his identity, which had been completely exposed in an instant.
She glanced at Ran Mouri's powerful arms, capable of breaking a telephone pole with a single punch, and then at the high school girl's legs, which could knock out an adult man with a single blow. She began to sincerely pray for Conan.
Good luck, Shinichi Kudo.
I hope the nameplates hanging in front of the newly added beds in the inpatient department of Beika Central Hospital won't mention Kudo. (Hands clasped together)
…
"...How could Lan possibly have sent me to the hospital?"
Moreover, the nameplates on the newly added beds in the inpatient department are marked with Zhuge Liang's name.
Conan sat on a bench outside the MRI room, looking at Zhuge Tongzhi who was congratulating him on his safe return, and revealed a pair of crescent-shaped eyes.
"That's because she's Ran Mouri." Zhuge Tongzhi looked at Conan, who seemed unusually relaxed after his identity was exposed, and was also a little puzzled that he didn't even have a bump on his head. "But you didn't get beaten up at all, Ran is too kind."
"Ah, it's that guy after all..."
With his hands behind his head, Conan no longer needed to hide his identity from the girl he loved. The heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart suddenly turned into a refreshing mist, making him feel exceptionally light and carefree.
His lips involuntarily curled up.
"Lan didn't even have time to be angry; those few shots almost made me worry to death." The black-haired, blue-eyed detective was frantically suppressing the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't hide his smugness. He casually complained, "I told her not to worry."
"How could I, Shinichi Kudo, not be able to solve this kind of problem?" Conan, who openly introduced himself, rubbed his nose, his smile no longer concealed, extremely spirited, full of the shadow of the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era.
It's just that the smell of his farts is too strong. Conan's unique honesty and straightforwardness have now turned into Shinichi Kudo's awkward tsundere, and the childishness makes him look three years younger on the spot.
Seeing Conan's barely concealed smugness and secret delight, Zhuge Tongzhi made no attempt to hide his intelligent gaze:
"Alas---"
What kind of reaction is that, Zhuge?
Conan intuitively felt that he had been attacked in some kind of way.
"There's not much of a reaction, but I still feel deeply sorry that you weren't hospitalized."
"Hello……"
"Don't be angry." Zhuge Tongzhi sat on a bench in the hospital, swinging his legs casually, waiting for Rag to finish his examination in the examination room.
The surveillance here has been taken over by Noah's Ark, and being at the center of the struggle between various forces such as the Public Security Bureau, the FBI, the CIA, and even M16, she is now less worried about security issues.
The black-haired girl was still wearing her black tracksuit. Now she had taken off her black jacket halfway, revealing a white sleeveless top underneath, and fresh plasters were applied to both of her shoulders.
The recoil of a pistol is still too strong for a child's arm strength. What used to be easy to control with one hand now requires both hands and the recoil makes the gun numb.
He should have holstered his gun coolly, but the next second he was pulled into Rag's arms and then forced by a group of people to have bandages applied to his wound.
But that's making a mountain out of a molehill; it'll actually get better on its own after a while. She slowly moved her aching wrist and then started talking about the results of her trip to the United States.
"I have given the research data on APTX4869 to Haibara. With her abilities, she should be able to develop a complete antidote in a short time."
"Although this incident has occurred, the Boss doesn't seem to want to alert the rest of the organization, so it won't affect our previously planned operation to close the net."
"Gin may be keen on catching rats, but he won't die with the collapsing empire. Vermouth has already reached an agreement with Lag, applying for a witness testimony or something..."
Zhuge Tongzhi's calm voice rang out in the empty hospital corridor, reaching the ears of Furuya Rei and the others gathered at the other end of the corridor. Conan listened quietly to his friend's rare long speech.
"...Protect your and Xiaolan's identities, and all of this will be over soon."
Zhuge Tongzhi interlaced his fingers and pulled his arms forward, then raised them above his head and stretched them forcefully. He exhaled and said, "When the next semester starts, your overly long vacation will be over."
"Welcome back to Teitan Middle School in advance, Kudo." The black-haired girl smiled slightly.
Just as Conan, sensing the unspoken implication, was about to say something, the indicator light in the MRI room turned from red to green.
A black-haired young man with a jacket draped over his arm walked out, scratching his head. His gaze swept around the area before settling on the bench. He then strode over with his arms outstretched.
"Anyway, now you can finally go on the school trip you've been longing for. Seize the opportunity to confess, you little brat." Zhuge Tongzhi immediately ended the conversation, pulled the coat that was half hanging on his arm over his body, and jumped off the bench like a rabbit.
One step, two steps, Zhuge Tongzhi and Lag's pace changed from a brisk walk to a jog, and finally they couldn't resist taking a full stride and ran towards each other in the strong wind they had created.
They bumped into each other hard at the midpoint of their journey.
The black-haired youth caught the child who lunged at him with firm steps, lifted him up and touched his forehead, then steadily carried Zhuge Tongzhi in his arms.
According to Conan's estimation, her ability to hug people is about two and a half times as good as Matsuda Jinpei combined... well, probably more.
After having his forehead covered, Zhuge Tongzhi's expression was a bit strange. After receiving Conan's questioning gaze, he slowly blinked, then decisively patted his sister's arm and jumped down nimbly after only ten seconds.
The two fake children ran off to the side and whispered among themselves.
Rag turned to look at his sister, who had only loved him for ten seconds, but his pitiful gaze received no response. So he turned back, cleared his throat, and met the group of undercover agents on the other side.
"I never expected our first meeting to be under these circumstances. Please excuse my poor appearance."
"It's nothing, the test results just now..."
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The real adults begin to discuss the harsh realities, while the fake children have their own plans to save the world underway.
"Conan, what do you think are the criteria for completely eradicating the organization?"
Zhuge Tongzhi raised a rather academic question with precise wording. Conan subconsciously thought about it seriously for a moment, and then realized that it was actually a very subjective question.
"Probably, it involves identifying the list of the organization's top management, arresting most of the organization's members... and essentially paralyzing the organization's functions?" He gave a very general overview of several criteria for judgment.
"Hmm, more or less..." Zhuge Tongzhi replied cryptically, looking at the void before him.
Just now, when she and Rag touched forehead to forehead, the other party quickly sent her a copy of a file, which contained several judgment criteria that had been refreshed in the memo.
Now, those conditions are listed one by one in a semi-transparent navigation box, hanging vertically below the large title: [Return Home Conditions: Eliminate the Black Organization]
"O Cleansing up the organization's top leadership"
"O Cleaning Up the Organization Boss"
"O Kill, turn, or otherwise eliminate more than 80% of the organization's members, ensuring they do not work for the organization for seven days."
"O. Cause the organization to go bankrupt (any method is acceptable, as long as more than 90% of the organization's assets are restructured)."
"O causes tissue dysfunction (this condition is automatically met after the prerequisite is met)"
In the blue and white list, completed conditions will be crossed out with a horizontal line and turn gray after the "O" is checked, while incomplete conditions will remain in black.
Based on the annotations next to it, omitting a large number of emoticons and meaningless humming, we can roughly know that these conditions were refreshed on the first day of the first year of the Conan era.
In other words, on the day Conan was knocked unconscious by Gin, the gears of fate were turned a step further by that blow, and Lag, who had just begun to coexist with the Boss, learned the details of the requirements for returning home at the same moment.
According to Rag's specially highlighted gaze from the side, when she saw the "Cleansing Organization Boss" inside, she instantly turned pale and drank two large bowls of loofah soup to cool down, while the old crow that shared her view cawed strangely.
Enraged, she immediately made Vermouth cook her a pot of loofah soup.
After drinking the loofah soup, he felt completely refreshed and free from worldly desires. Rag quickly devised a series of schemes that seemed to be a ploy to take you down with him, but were actually just feints. However, before he knew it, the old crow, terrified by the feint, raided his home.
Regarding this, Zhuge Tongzhi had reservations about the latter part of the strategy, and found it hard to believe that the old crow would be "terrified" by this feint and come to Tokyo to find him.
But putting aside those unresolved issues for now, at this moment, this criterion has undergone some subtle changes.
To be precise, the condition that contradicted the ultimate goal of returning home changed after the Boss shot Conan.
The text "O Cleanup Organization Boss" has changed from black to gray.
It's not the past perfect tense with crossed-out gray text, nor the present continuous tense with uncrossed-out black text, but rather it has become uncrossed gray text.
Zhuge Tongzhi: Hmm...
What, is this the present perfect tense??
Whether it's interpreted as "the impact of past actions on the present," or as the abnormality caused by the Boss's attempt to kill Conan, the judgment conditions could be interpreted differently.
If we interpret it according to the grammar as "past actions continue to the present and may continue in the future", then because the Boss and Rag have reached a state of coexistence, this judgment will be unable to be completed due to self-contradiction.
The conditions for this checkpoint, which are between completion and incompleteness, are extremely confusing.
Whether it is completed, pending completion, or completely scrapped, it is all difficult to determine.
Zhuge Tongzhi looked at the Schrödinger's criterion with a slight ache in his eyes, then turned to the World's Child in front of him and solemnly asked, "Do you think eliminating the organization's boss is an important criterion?"
"In a state where Ragnarok and Boss coexist," she added.
Conan, caught off guard by his eagle-eyed friend, paused for a moment, then said incredulously, "Your sister is now one with the Boss, how could we possibly want to destroy her??"
The solution we should be exploring now is to find a way to break this coexistence or to let Rag's consciousness take the lead.
Conan seems to want to sprinkle some glutinous rice on Zhuge Tongzhi to ward off evil spirits, and it would be best to add some pomelo leaves to dispel bad luck.
But Zhuge Tongzhi looked at the conditions, which were still in gray and unlined, and felt that this was not a problem that could be solved with a handful of glutinous rice and pomelo leaves. Even if he carried his father's salted fish and shouted "Demons and monsters, leave quickly!" it might not work.
Conan Edogawa! Your non-physiological father isn't listening to you anymore!
Conan, who was suddenly shaken back and forth: ?
He might really need a handful of glutinous rice right now.
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After the two fake children inexplicably finished their conversation on the wrong frequency, they returned to the undercover communication conference and found that the same discussion was taking place here, about 'scattering a handful of glutinous rice to ward off evil spirits'.
Pshaw, it's about how to handle the Boss's mindset.
As Zhuge Tongzhi and Lag had predicted, the hospital's brain examination results were not much different from those of ordinary people. The only difference was that Lag's brainwave frequency exhibited a special property during the test—it was easy to resonate.
Logically, human brainwaves are controlled by neural feedback and are not as easily affected by other frequency waves as waveforms propagating in the outside world. However, Rag's brainwaves exhibit a property of easily resonating with external waveforms.
The clearest and simplest application of resonance in reality is the tuning fork.
When you strike a tuning fork at a specific frequency and bring it close to a stationary tuning fork at the same frequency, the previously motionless tuning fork will begin to oscillate in response to the same frequency fluctuations, eventually producing a sound with the exact same frequency.
Resonance is also applied to fields such as receiving and sending signals and filtering signals. People often use the metaphor of soulmates to describe two people who can resonate at the same frequency.
These properties reminded Zhuge Tongzhi of Rag's functional memo, which could only transmit memory files by touching foreheads together. The easily resonant brainwave property might be the manifestation of the memo, achieving rapid brainwave resonance through forehead contact, thereby sending information that the other party can easily receive.
The reason why Boss's seemingly fantastical experiment was half successful was precisely because Rag himself had the characteristic of easily resonating and receiving information, which allowed him to transmit his own memories in reverse.
Being in the memory research training camp, Zhuge Tongzhi was no stranger to various brain examination instruments, and he could be completely certain that this obvious abnormality would be noticed by the organization. So it was obvious why the Boss suddenly issued an arrest warrant for Rag.
The old raven had long considered Rag's exceptionally gifted body as the top priority among the materials for extending his own life.
After refusing to be hospitalized, as they walked home together, Rag listened to Zhuge Tongzhi's well-organized analysis and suddenly realized the truth.
The black-haired youth lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and devoutly bowed his head, chanting, "Master, I have understood."
Stop using memes! This happened to you personally, don't be so thick-skinned!
The black-haired girl slapped her sister's leg in exasperation, then was easily pulled into someone's arms and forced to endure a barrage of kisses.
"Don't worry, my lovely little sister." Lag said cheerfully, holding the limited edition mini Zhuge Tongzhi in his arms. "Thank goodness that old crow messed with Conan, now I can lock up his memories."
The original Boss's memory was like a pop-up virus on the computer, which could never be completely removed. The locked function keys were turned gray and unusable, so we had to be on guard against him trying to seize power.
But now the annoying virus has precisely angered the main system of world consciousness. When Rag woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he saw the lit file lock button in the memo in his mind.
After locking away the Boss's memories, the world suddenly felt so much quieter, and the subtle feeling of being watched from behind vanished completely.
With a sound mind and good health, he not only managed to shoot Conan and survive with only minor injuries from Ran Mouri, but also woke up one day to find his long-lost sister.
Rag felt he couldn't be any better now.
“I’m fine, thank you. And you?” The black-haired youth with light gold ends gave a thumbs up, revealing a bright Fujiya smile, and looked down at the black-haired girl in his arms who was sulking.
Looking at that smiling face without a trace of gloom, Zhuge Tongzhi swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Rag watched his sister's usual expressionless face with a smile. Instead of Kikyo's usual compromise, he saw large tears suddenly roll down from her obsidian-like eyes.
The person crying had no expression on her face, but the unstoppable tears fell like boiling water onto her bruised hand, making her panic.
Both of them were the type to endure hardship without ever asking for honey water, so even Lage, who was used to expressing his feelings directly, had never seen Zhuge Tongzhi express his emotions so frankly.
"Hey, I'm really fine, it's just that my ears are buzzing a bit, but everyone's fine now, right?" Rag tried to wipe away the hot tears with the back of his hand, but not only did the tears flow more, his originally expressionless face was also wiped into a messy little face.
The flustered black-haired youth couldn't find any tissues, so he put the person down on the spot and started groping around for tissues, saying as he did so, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to see what would happen after all the other conditions were met, and then I would make a decision... Hey!"
Zhuge Tongzhi, expressionless, wept even more bitterly.
The two figures, one large and one small, standing in the crowd quickly attracted the attention of passersby. The little girl, crying so loudly despite her silence, made some well-meaning citizens stop and look at Rag, who was desperately trying to find a tissue, with inquisitive and questioning eyes.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong." Lager squatted down and tried to wipe away the tears with the clean part of his sleeve. He said, "How could my sister leave without saying goodbye? You are my only family in this world. I could pack up and throw away those whiskeys, but I could never throw away you."
"No." Zhuge Tongzhi managed to say those three words under the pressure of his emotions. After struggling for a while with his muddled mind from not sleeping for more than ten hours, he finally found a point to refute and said loudly, "You are not my sister. We are not related by blood."
Passersby who heard the keywords gave each other sharp looks.
"Your home is not here, and neither is mine."
The residents of Beika Town skillfully picked up their phones and dialed a string of numbers.
After speaking loudly, the black-haired girl sniffed, trying to calm her increasingly suffocating brain caused by crying. After regaining her senses slightly, she whispered, "I know you will leave, but what you are doing now is too much, extremely too much, a million times more too much."
"I'm angry and sad that you didn't come to talk to me, so I don't want to talk to you right now." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Tongzhi immediately added an apology statement: "I'm very, very tired right now, so I might have lost control of my emotions."
"It's alright, it was definitely my fault." Rag chuckled as he looked at the girl, who was unusually dizzy, and opened his arms again. "I'll take you back to sleep first, and then we can discuss it together, okay?"
Before Zhuge Tongzhi, who was wiping away tears, could speak, a righteous passerby stepped between the two and said sternly, "No, you can't take this child away!"
“Madam, I…” Realizing there might be a misunderstanding, Rag tried to explain, but other righteous passersby interrupted her: “You and this child are not related by blood, are you? You are not relatives at all.”
Rag: "Actually, she and I are half-sisters, I..."
The righteous passerby's gaze hardened, and he waved his hand to interrupt again, saying, "Besides, instead of pretending to be sisters with so many flaws, you might as well pretend to be mother and daughter!"
Rag, 23: ...Actually, I'm only three years younger than this six-year-old, do you believe it?
"The police are on their way, don't even think about running away!"
"Okay, I think the police officer can prove my innocence." The black-haired youth helplessly raised his hands to indicate that he did not intend to run away. He turned slightly to look at Zhuge Tongzhi, who was being blocked by passersby. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the girl being helped to wipe her face by a kind passerby.
I've seen quite a few police officers today anyway, so I'll just find someone I know to explain things clearly.
"I am Detective Wataru Takagi from the First Investigation Division. I came here after receiving a report. May I ask who is trying to abduct a child?"
A young police officer, his voice slightly weak, jogged over from a police car parked by the roadside. After showing his police ID, he met the eyes of the black-haired youth, guided by a passerby who was trying to be righteous.
It's the same person who hijacked the police car earlier! Takagi Wataru's eyes sharpened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, which was still throbbing from the blow he had received.
"Takagi Wataru requests backup. Suspect assaulting police officer spotted on xxx road. Repeat..."
The breath that Rag hadn't had time to catch was stuck in his throat.
Wait, didn't anyone go and take care of Wataru Takagi outside Dorobiga Paradise?
Didn't she say anything? Didn't Kirito say anything? Didn't Conan say anything either?
Amidst the unbelievable three questions, Zhuge Tongzhi, who had just wiped his face clean and was about to come over to clarify, walked over. After seeing the wary Takagi Wataru, he also belatedly realized that he had a question.
"Sis," she asked uncertainly, "the eight eggs you loaded in this car, they were remote-controlled... right?"
"First of all, I didn't install that. Secondly, it's a device that needs to send signals at regular intervals. If it doesn't receive a signal, it will start a 15-minute countdown."
"When will the next signal be sent?"
"...Listen to the clock in the opposite direction three times to return to three minutes ago?"
Zhuge Tongzhi sighed, reached into his pocket, and skillfully pulled out a complete set of bomb disposal tools. The navigation system in the void before him automatically planned the shortest path. "Let's finish this quickly."
Ten minutes later, Rei Furuya received a call from the organization's boss number.
Unsure what had happened on the other end, the blond man cautiously pressed the call button: "Moshi Moshi?"
"This is the First Investigation Division. Ms. Zhuge is currently in custody for child abduction, assaulting a police officer, and placing items that endanger public safety. Is Mr. Furuya over there?"
He had indeed set up his phone as an emergency contact number, but after hearing this, Furuya Rei hesitated to reply.
What? The cop is talking to me using the organization's boss's phone number?
The owner of the number is being held at the police station?
At the same time, Morofushi Kagemitsu's cell phone also rang, and it was Midorikawa Hikaru's cell phone that rang.
With a sense of foreboding, the man with cat-eyes swiped to open the call: "Moshi Moshi?"
"Hello, this is the First Investigation Division. A concerned citizen reported that your child was almost abducted on the street. Is that Mr. Midorikawa, her guardian, over there?"
Zhu Fujingguang: ...
Jiangu Ling:? ?
"Yes, this is Midorikawa Hikaru." Morofushi Kagemitsu coughed lightly and asked in a gentle voice, "May I ask who the person who kidnapped my child is?"
"It's a woman named Zhuge Zhi. She's currently in detention. Her case is quite complicated."
Jianggu Ling, Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
How did things develop into this way?
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Author's Note: 111
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