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I don't know if it's because the flu is so severe recently, or because he stayed up late reading comics last night, but unfortunately, Conan caught a cold.

"Anyway, take some medicine when you get back." Zhu Fu Jingguang felt a little regretful that he did not stop the other party from staying up late last night, and then he could not help but say with the aura of a guardian: "Now put on more clothes, I have a scarf here, you can wear it first..."

During this time, at the invitation of Xiaolan, Morobushi Kagemitsu agreed to stay here for a few days. Today, he naturally went back home with Conan after school.

However, when I opened the door of the Mori family, I heard a voice with a Kansai accent saying loudly:

"Hand over Kudo Shinichi quickly!!"

Who is it?

Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu hurried in and saw a dark-skinned young man who was dressed casually and wearing a baseball cap with the word "SAX" on it. He was asking Xiaolan something.

"A-choo--" Conan couldn't help but sneeze, which immediately attracted Xiaolan's attention.

"Conan, you have a cold too?" Xiaolan quickly handed over the tissue, and then couldn't help but say, "You and Shinichi both have a cold. It seems that this influenza is quite serious."

"Kudo Shinichi has a cold. Since you don't know where he is, how do you know that he has a cold?" The dark-skinned young man asked immediately after hearing what Xiaolan said.

Ran Mouri briefly explained that she had just received a call from Shinichi, and Morofushi Kagemitsu also thought that he would finish school later than Conan in junior high school, and the other party must have called during that time.

The young man asked a few more questions, and after getting Xiaolan's answers, he suddenly walked to the window and looked outside, as if he was looking for something.

Xiaolan asked in confusion: "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Don't you think this is weird?"

"Since he calls from time to time, he should at least ask about the other party's recent situation and show his concern."

"For example, if someone is doing well, do you think there are people who don't care?"

When the other party said this, Morobushi Kagemitsu realized what the other party meant. He looked at Conan, and as expected, his face was pale.

"There is only one reason why he didn't ask, and that is that Kudo must have been watching you somewhere. I think it's around here." The young man answered affirmatively.

"Brother, you are so awesome, are you a detective?" Morobushi Kagemitsu kindly helped Conan change the subject and deliberately acted like an admirer for this purpose.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hattori Heiji. I'm a high school detective like Kudo Shinichi."

Turns out to be a detective... Conan relaxed his guard and couldn't help sneezing.

"Little brother, it turns out you have a cold. I just happened to bring some good medicine." Hattori Heiji put down his blue backpack, opened it and looked for something.

It's a detective, Morobushi Kagemitsu thought. It seems that he is just here to look for Kudo Shinichi, so he should be a good person. As for whether Conan will be exposed, it shouldn't be a big problem. After all, who could have thought of such an unscientific operation as a drug that can shrink a person?

Although Noel mentioned that there should be an antidote in half a year, to be honest, Morobushi Kagemitsu has already prepared himself for the possibility that he will never recover. After all, he is an undercover agent from the public security department, so it is not difficult for him to accept this reality. But for Kudo Shinichi... wait, what's that?

Morofushi Kagemitsu suddenly looked up and found Conan drinking a glass of... wine? ! !

———

"It has been determined that the subject's body has a reduced ability to heal itself around the wound, which causes scarring. We have conducted a large number of physical cutting experiments, but have never seen this happen. Therefore, the cause of this condition remains unknown."

A man in a white coat stood in front of the boss, reporting the current situation. He had light blond hair. Unlike the warm blond hair, the cool light blond hair was like metal with an inorganic coolness. Together with the deep blue pupils behind his silver glasses, it created a rigorous and reserved temperament, which perfectly matched his identity as a researcher.

"Silvani, how long can he be used?" The BOSS was not very interested in the above, but turned to ask other questions.

"The body's internal balance can be maintained for about a year." Silvani looked at the data in his hand and answered coldly.

Seeing the boss nod, he continued to report other data.

"As for hypnosis, direct deep brainwashing will seriously affect memory and mind. Considering the maximum use of the weapon, it was not carried out. It was just to strengthen the previous psychological suggestion..."

———

Like a machine that had just been repaired, Grappa walked out of the room in a white laboratory coat. His expression was calm as if he had no emotion at all, and he wrapped the bandage around his body slowly and mechanically.

"Has your subconscious disgust for your body reached this point? Your first reaction is to cover it up?" Silvani, who had just received the report from the boss, found it a little funny to see the person who had no reaction in the experiment but was subconsciously bandaging himself. However, he didn't care and just instructed:

"Just take the medicine as usual, and the rest doesn't matter."

Grappa nodded, tied the bandage around his neck, put on a coat, and left. None of the people he met along the way dared to look up at him, but they felt that the cold aura on them was even stronger and more inhuman.

Holding the car key "given" by a lucky member, Noel got into the car skillfully, looked at the interior decoration of the other party with some disdain, and shouted in his heart:

[That Silvani is so annoying. I almost want to dig his eyes out. What the hell! ]

However, this time, a cold mechanical sound was heard, responding to his complaint.

[Hold on and don't confront him, or you'll be exposed. He also included the psychological suggestion that you can't resist him. This person has a sinister mind! ]

[That’s why I can only complain in my heart. I’m so unhappy! ]

[I don’t know if Big Trash knows that his most trusted doctor has other thoughts, but it’s a good thing for me. ]

Since he confirmed once again that the boss was a scumbag, Noel quietly changed the way he called himself in his heart to big trash.

[This experiment is too cruel. It's because the surgeon became this Silvani. Another person is added to the list of people to be killed. From the bandages in his laboratory and the appearance, he is so stingy...]

[Are you wearing the bandage now to go on a mission as Grappa? ]

[Otherwise, I don’t want my face to be known to everyone. ]

As Noel answered, he drove the car and decided to go to the safe house where he lived for the past two days to get some equipment. The big trash was a typical scumbag. The missions had been released like a flood. Obviously, in his eyes, the weapons had just been repaired and should be adapted as soon as possible... What the hell, the damn big trash will be fed to pigs sooner or later!

[I think you should go find Morobushi Kagemitsu in your current state. Don't run away from home all the time. That's too childish!]

[Xiao Hei, it was you who ran away from home first. You agreed to play Wuwuwu with me as a character with split personality. How could you just abandon me like this? You are my exclusive role of making fun of me.]

Noel retorted immediately, his tone full of complaints and coquettishness, which made Xiao Hei a little uncomfortable. Although he had been watching him the whole time, Noel's personality seemed to be more... extroverted?

【I came back this time to remind you...】

【This time? 】

Noel immediately grasped the key point of the conversation and said quickly:

[Are you going to leave? You scumbag, how can you do this? ]

Noel,

[Anyway, listen to me. I know you are saving those who would otherwise die, but that will only expose the fact that you have Xia Tian’s memories to the rules of the world...]

[I can’t die, right, Xiao Hei?]

Noel put away his frivolous look and asked calmly.

[What keeps you alive is not this world, but the fragment of summer soul in your body]

[It carries all the beautiful memories of summer, as well as the desire to survive, so it will unconsciously want to save you. It comes from a higher-dimensional world and has this power.]

[The rules of the world actually want to get rid of you as a virus. Although you can evade its perception for some reason, it is too obvious that you have been like this.]

[Because of some reasons, what reasons? It's you, Xiao Hei. ]

[In short, the rules of the world now won’t do anything to you, but the fragment of summer in your body...may...]

【What will happen? ! 】

Noel gradually realized that something was wrong, and his voice could not help but make him lose control of his emotions. After all, his memories of summer could be said to be his initial understanding of the world.

【Contents about the nature and development of this world will be blurred.】

【It’s about the memory of the comic book Conan. 】

Noel calmed down a little, and then heard the other party ask again:

[Noel, do you hate this world? ]

【What do you think? 】

Noel did not give a direct answer, but the meaning was self-evident.

[This world is just a low-level world. The rules have many loopholes. The world's consciousness has not been born for long. It is very childish. You only want to save the people you care about in your own way... Maybe you are not suitable for this world. ]

Is Xiao Hei's tone of guilt? Noel couldn't help but wonder, but his brain suddenly trembled, as if something was stirring, making Noel unable to make a sound for a while, and he could only shout in his heart:

[My head... hurts...]

[Xiao Hei, what’s going on, Xiao Hei! ]

[If in the end, I still give you a gift in the name of your goodness, it is up to you to accept or reject the gift.]

Noel couldn't quite hear what the cold mechanical voice said. He just keenly understood something from the other party's tone and asked:

[Xiao Hei? You want to leave, right? You want to leave again...right?]

Noel was driving, and his last bit of reason and conscience made him step on the brakes as hard as he could. If he parked here, the traffic police would come to check. Noel pushed open the car door while gnawing at the pain, and stumbled to hide in a corner.

【Xiao Hei?】

There was no response from the other party.

[Xiao Hei, get out of here! ]

There was still no response from the other side, as if a stone had been thrown into the abyss, without a single echo.

[What is this? Coming back and leaving casually is not fun at all. ]

Perhaps the sky likes to watch the show, just like at this moment when I felt like I was heartbroken and abandoned, it started to rain.