Chapter 186 Forty-two Vigilantes
After returning to the base that day, Conan was quickly taken upstairs by the two adults to sleep, leaving only Akae Nazuki and Furugaya Rei in the base to deal with the follow-up impact brought by Asa.
——That’s the name.
But in fact, not long after Conan left the base, Akae Nazuki came back from sending the children upstairs and saw his friend leaning against the wall next to the elevator with his arms crossed waiting for him.
"What's wrong?" Chijiang Nayue, who took off his nameless vest, cast a questioning look.
"Is there something wrong with Asa?" Furuya Rei's tone was very subtle, "Why does he know about 'Robin'... I don't remember such things in this world."
He looked up at Chijiang Nayue, trying to find an answer.
The latter did not show any flaws either. Akae Nayue thought for a moment and reminded Fūya Ling of something.
"This world has no special abilities except for the pages that Karasuma Renya once got." The savior looked very calm, "We all know that you are from the main world like me. We are just playing ourselves in this world. Unlike what Asa thought, he was not resurrected because of Wuming's obsession."
After all, Wuming did not wake up ten years later. The Wuming who appeared in front of everyone ten years later was Chijiang Nayue from the main world.
Furiya Rei also knew this, and his thoughts were smoothly diverted as a result.
"...Wait, the Robin Asa mentioned was not for Conan, but for you." He immediately thought of this, and his expression changed, "So he found out that you are not the Wuming he knew?"
Chi Jiang Na Yue deliberately pretended to be serious and thoughtful, and after scaring her friend for a while, she smiled and shook her head: "Of course not, Asa is not the type to extend his feelings to others, he only recognized Wuming. If he found me, he would not continue to play these 'games' with me."
So, it’s easy to guess what the truth is.
Furiya Ling couldn't help but be amazed: "The remaining pages of the book fell into his hands, and he thought you, no, thought that both of us were resurrected under the influence of the book pages like him."
No wonder Asa, who doesn't belong to the main world, knows the meaning of "Robin" which only exists in the main world.
When Furutani Zero was speaking, Akae Nazuki couldn't help but look away: He didn't say before that the pages of this world disappeared when he was erased ten years ago, just to guide Zero's thoughts in this direction at this time.
He nodded calmly and said, "Yes, that's it."
Well, after all, he couldn't reveal that Asa was also his pseudonym, so he could only create a reason for Asa to be resurrected.
Similarly, this is also a "small" preparation made by Chijiang Nayue for future plans.
"It is very likely that Asa was resurrected because my entry into this world as a nameless person affected the pages of the book, so I was not sure what he would gain from contact with the pages of the book." Akajyo Natsuki explained, "Now it seems that he can probably use the pages of the book to see the development of the main world like the teacher."
Asa is not a person who shoots without purpose, so...
"He's telling me that he's going to do something with the information he got from the main world." The vigilante said with a headache, "Ah, this is so troublesome. When I think about how complicated the mission will become, I just want to kill him... Forget it, that will cause big problems."
"You also know that this will cause big problems." Fūya Ling sighed, relying on the fact that he was now taller than his 17-year-old friend, and reached out to rub Akae Nayue's head viciously, "In this case, then don't always do those dangerous things, aka."
God knows his heart almost stopped beating when he saw the explosion at the factory just a short distance away from his friend...
If Akae Nazuki had a physiological PTSD reaction to heights because of that 600-meter bungee jumping without a rope, then Furutani Rei felt that the group of people who watched the little devil jump off the building had already developed PTSD when the words 'Akae Nazuki' and 'explosion' were placed side by side, the kind that is incurable.
"It's required for the mission." The little devil shrugged without any guilt, but both he and Furiya Zero knew that this was just an excuse.
But if you ask what in this world can control the suicidal Akaegawa Nazuki, then Furuya Rei must be one of those who knows the answer.
Thus, Chijiang Nayue heard the devil's whispers from her good friend.
"For the next week, all spicy curries will be replaced with sweet curries."
Chi Jiang Na Yue was almost reaching the computer, but when he heard the words, he turned around suddenly, his neck almost creaking, and the calm expression on his face instantly turned into despair.
Fūya Rei dares to guarantee that even the despair that Wuming felt in Asa's memory when he held his friend's body was definitely not as deep as the despair that Akae Nayue feels now.
"I reject your opinion." Furuya Rei smiled, "Please contact Hiro if you want to appeal. I will not be responsible."
There is absolutely no way that Akae Nazuki would dare to tell the main world's Morobushi Kagemitsu what he did: ...
Damn it, ever since I figured out his weakness, Zero-kun is not as fun as before!
Chi Jiang Na Yue always used honorifics when addressing others. Even his close friends who had been through thick and thin with him would be treated with honorifics without fail. Only when he relaxed would he very impolitely drop those cumbersome terms and just call them by their names.
And when he is unhappy, he will naturally return to the honorific mode.
But Chi Jiang Na Yue still had to work hard to deal with the mess left by Asa, otherwise he could go on strike?
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Maybe it was because today’s experience was too thrilling, or maybe it was because of the excitement of being a vigilante for the first time, but Conan lay in bed for a long time but couldn’t hypnotize himself to sleep. In the end, he could only stare at the ceiling with his eyes closed, trying to fight off the sleepiness.
Three hours later, Conan, who was still awake, wiped his face and climbed out of his bed dejectedly.
Ah, I still can't sleep... Really, he is not an elementary school student anymore, why can he still suffer from insomnia due to being too excited and agitated! He obviously has such a lot of exercise today, why can't he feel sleepy at all...
There was no other choice but to go downstairs to the kitchen to make a cup of kelp tea.
This is aka, cough, the secret to good sleeping that Wuming told him. There is always a big box of fresh plum kelp tea in their kitchen, so the three of them can make it and drink it in the morning and evening.
As he thought about it, Conan touched his nose unnaturally.
In fact, he really wanted to call Wuming 'aka' or 'Natsuki' like Mr. Amuro, but he didn't know what the problem was. Conan became deflated when he saw Wuming's face. Even though he knew they were of the same age, he couldn't call him by any intimate name.
The young detective was struggling with his inner thoughts, which also affected his pace. Ten minutes passed and he was still just slowly moving from the door of the room to the staircase in his slippers, without even going up the stairs.
Click. The sound coming from downstairs interrupted the little drama in Conan's mind. Confused, he leaned on the railing and looked down, and saw a black head on the back of the sofa.
Ah, Speak of the devil, Wuming is here too.
He couldn’t sleep because of his first night patrol. Why was Wuming still awake at this time... Wasn’t this guy going to the company tomorrow?
Conan rubbed his hair and was about to walk downstairs and say hello to his mentor when he heard Wuming's voice.
"D is not my follower, he is my partner." Wuming's voice sounded very gloomy, completely different from Conan's impression. "Don't devalue him as worthless. He is the partner I chose. I trust him, forever."
Who are you communicating with?
I have to say, Wuming's words really gave Conan a pleasant surprise. He just couldn't sleep and got up to wander around, but he could actually hear Wuming say these words. Hehe, he got a bargain.
From a perspective that Conan couldn't see, there might, could, or should be someone sitting on the sofa opposite Wuming.
This description is because this person only exists in an anonymous perspective and is just an illusory shadow.
maybe?
"Don't deny it, Wuming." Shadow said, "You don't trust anyone. You are a sharp blade that will hurt the holder. A sharp blade does not need a companion or a partner."
"I'm not." Wuming said coldly.
"You are, dear." The shadow smiled, "Because I am your illusion, the shadow you imagined, so my thoughts are exactly what you think deep in your heart, right?"
Conan couldn't hear the shadow's voice and didn't know its existence. From his perspective, Wuming was just talking to someone, and it seemed like they were about to have a quarrel.
"I will not become you." Until the end, Wuming ended with these words, saying decisively, "Never."
"Asha."
…
Wuming left and seemed to have returned to the base through the secret passage.
Conan was standing in the dark corridor on the first floor when he suddenly shuddered.
He didn't know what was going on. Asa had clearly been arrested, so why did he still have a feeling that a storm was about to come?
If Wuming wasn't on the phone... then who was the 'Assa' that was talking to him?
I don’t know if it’s just what you wish for, but it’s only the first day and Conan just woke up yawning when he saw the freshly printed report in the newspaper.
Asa, who was just arrested last night, escaped from the siege of the Metropolitan Police Department and the Police Department and his current whereabouts are unknown.
"They only detained Asa for one night?!" Conan was shocked, but when he realized that it was the Metropolitan Police Department and the Police Department, he didn't seem that surprised.
Rei Furuya placed the breakfast tray in front of Conan, making a louder sound than usual.
Conan shuddered with fear and looked over in confusion.
"Hmm?" Furuya Rei asked softly, "What's wrong, Conan-kun? Is today's breakfast not to your liking?"
Conan stared at the cracked plastic cup in Furi Rei's hand behind him and swallowed.
"No, no! Nothing!" He said so with a strong desire to survive.