Chapter 3398 3410 [Grayfield Ai's Birthday Tape]
The things left by her sister are certainly important, but if it contains important information that will bring about a catastrophe once it is known... then Haibara Ai does not have the idea of opening it and dragging everyone to death with it.
Thinking of this, she locked the door, then moved a small stool to the window, opened the window, and climbed out quietly on the stool.
After landing, Haibara Ai picked up the tape on the windowsill, skillfully passed through the gap in the courtyard wall, and entered Jiang Xia's house.
…
When I pushed the door open, I saw Jiang Xia pruning branches on the balcony of the living room.
Huiyuan Ai glanced at the potted plants that looked a bit like tobacco, then glanced at the scissors in Jiang Xia's hand, and whispered, "I brought what I found here."
"Really?" Jiang Xia put the scissors on the balcony, wiped his hands and walked over.
Ai Haibara stretched out her hands, holding the tape that was a little too big for her small hands, and handed the thing tightly wrapped in waterproof cloth to Jiang Xia.
Looking up at Jiang Xia, she suddenly had the same feeling as when she was young facing a strict teacher - suffocating, indescribable sense of oppression, but not so dangerous that she felt like she could be killed by the other party at any time.
Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Jiang Xia looking down at the plastic sheet that had been soaking in the toilet water for who knows how long. He didn't reach out to take it, but just nodded: "Good to find it."
Huiyuan Ai waited a little longer, but when he still didn't answer, she hesitantly put down her hand and asked, "This... can I listen to it?"
There won’t be a sudden gas explosion right after I hear it, will it?
"Listen if you want." Jiang Xia smiled. "What your sister gave you shouldn't be something that would embarrass you."
Haibara Ai's heart suddenly moved, and as she looked at the tapes, her heart began to beat violently.
Jiang Xia followed her line of sight and looked at the slightly rough package: "The tape is much older than the packaging - 20 years ago, when your sister first visited there, didn't she meet Mr. Imai in the kitchen with a kitchen knife?
"She was still young at the time and believed what Mr. Imai said, thinking he was just too tired from work and went to the kitchen to slack off.
“To help, your sister kindly hid the employees’ tools, thinking that if they couldn’t work, they would get some rest.
"One of the tools was hidden in the toilet. Twenty years later, when she visited for the second time, she borrowed the old tape that she had used to hide the things, pulled down the old things, and hid the tapes instead."
…
Haibara Ai walked into Jiangxia's house as if in a dream.
Then he left with the tape in his arms as if in a dream.
It was just a nightmare when I first arrived, but now it has become a sweet dream. The cold tape had been soaking in the water for who knows how long, but it felt warm when I held it in my arms.
"These tapes were attached to the floats, so it must have been a long time ago. But Jiang Xia didn't even read the contents before handing them over to me."
Huiyuan Ai thought about what happened just now and felt guilty: "I actually thought so much about him before, and even thought that Jiang Xia killed President Dejima... I was really too much."
"Come to think of it, my sister was so cute when she was little. She actually thought that as long as someone couldn't work, he could rest." Huiyuan Ai crawled back to her room and smiled, but suddenly felt something was wrong:
"However, while it's effective, doesn't this approach smack of the air of a lawless outlaw? ...It's all the fault of the organization. They've distorted people's thinking since childhood."
With mixed feelings, Haibara Ai returned to the room and took the recorder.
After that, she prepared herself mentally for a while before opening the package and seeing what was inside.
——It turned out to be several tapes with numbers written on them, ranging from "1" to "20".
"Number?" Haibara Ai usually does a lot of scientific research and is quite sensitive to this situation. Her expression became a little serious, but soon she became a little confused: As a number, isn't a purely numerical number too simple?
"Could this be some kind of experimental data?" Huiyuan Ai casually took out a piece of paper and put it into the recorder, muttering to herself, "No, it shouldn't be. If it's data, a disk seems more suitable."
While wondering, she put on her headphones and pressed play with a serious expression.
The recorder started running. After a brief silence, a gentle female voice came out from the headphones:
“To my 11-year-old Shiho – happy birthday.
"At this age, you should have a boy you like. I remember my first love was a..."
Haibara Ai held down her headphones and stared blankly at the recorder in front of her.
After a brief moment of confusion, she suddenly understood: this was not an experimental item at all, but a recording left to her by her deceased mother.
1-20, were not the cold numbers she had imagined, but rather the years from one to 20, a child’s childhood to adulthood.
——This clever female scientist probably smelled the approaching breath of death, so she recorded everything she wanted to say to her daughter, hoping that these recordings could replace herself and accompany her as she grew up.
"Mother……"
Haibara Ai's heart, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed and returned to its original position.
She had no idea of the future, and the present was still fraught with danger. However, she had long pondered one thing, and now she finally had an answer: the woman known within the organization as a "Hell's Angel" wasn't as cold as she had imagined. At least around her daughter, she was gentle and kind, not much different from any other enviable mother.
After listening to the entire paragraph, Haibara Ai pressed the pause button reluctantly.
Then she jumped off the stool, and under the puzzled gazes of Dr. Agasa and Conan, ran to get some cookies that Jiang Xia had baked earlier, and heated a pot of black tea.
After thinking about it, Haibara Ai changed her slightly wet clothes, took a shower, put on comfortable and soft pajamas, and returned to the room.
——Such a precious message should be listened to in the most comfortable environment.
"It would be even better if there was a birthday cake."
When she returned to the table, Haibara Ai suddenly had such a thought.
She quickly came to her senses and smiled helplessly, feeling like she was being a bit overreaching: just being able to hear birthday wishes every year was already a blessing. As for cakes and such, those were things only innocent little girls liked—she was already a mature researcher and didn't need them.
Thinking of this, she changed to the tape numbered "1" and planned to press play to listen to it from the beginning.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
“…” Haibara Ai had no choice but to stop and turned around to look at the door.
"Ai-chan." Dr. Agasa's voice came from outside the door. Perhaps he saw her enter the kitchen just now, so the considerate old doctor came over to ask, "Are you hungry? You didn't eat much in the restaurant just now."
It was not polite to talk through the door, so Haibara Ai stood up, walked to the door and opened it.
She was about to say that she was not hungry, but when she looked up, she suddenly saw that Dr. Agasa was holding a palm-sized cream cake in his hand.
“…”
Huiyuan Ai was stunned. After several seconds, she came back to her senses and said hesitantly: "This cake..."
Dr. Agasa stuffed the cake into her hands and smiled cheerfully: "When Jiang Xia went to the dessert shop to buy ingredients, the clerk gave it to her. We didn't have time to eat it before we left - it's just right to fill your stomach."
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