Chapter 110 Past Events

in a Foreign Country Tsukiyama Asari immediately performed a pupil earthquake on Conan Edogawa who was wearing a serious expression.

As the beautiful light-colored eyes suddenly widened, the pupils shrank, and the gentle smile that the man had been maintaining finally cracked, revealing the confusion and helplessness hidden under the mask.

Conan Edogawa's expression became even darker. For the first time, he approached the brother in front of him step by step with an attitude like questioning a suspect.

The black-haired man looked away almost ferociously.

'Help...'

[Help... Are you a novice player? You actually told me the information you searched directly! ]

'Those detectives can recognize anything directly and no one doubts it. Why do they ask me how I know it just because I mentioned a drug? ! '

[Because this is medicine, an antidepressant! ]

The man and the system argued for a while before they realized that there was a detective boy with amazing insight waiting next to them. Tsukiyama Asari returned his gaze to the boy's face with difficulty, but avoided the pair of eyes that were too bright, "...I studied it when I was writing my thesis, so I remember it more clearly."

[You are not studying medicine, what kind of thesis do you need to use this thing? ]

'Then what can I say? Where have I seen such a thing! '

Wait...

Tsukiyama Asari paused, and quickly asked the system to release the forum, ready to move a reasonable script directly from the imaginative forum to deal with Edogawa Conan, who seemed to be determined not to give up until he got a satisfactory answer.

In the comic, the black-haired man was questioned by the frowning boy and showed a shocked expression, even the spatula in his hand fell back into the pot.

[What's going on? I haven't recovered from that weird picture yet, what's going on now? ? ]

[Ahhh, I wish I could rush in right now and hold down Chaori's shoulders and shake him left and right to ask him why he knew about this medicine, why he knew it so clearly! ! How could he recognize it as soon as he got it? ! ]

[This makes sense when I think about it. The family atmosphere has been very bad because of her brother being kidnapped. Later, her parents died in a car accident. She grew up in an orphanage and had to take care of Xiao Wu. She usually took time out from her busy studies to go out to work. From the moment she appeared, she has always been the one taking care of others, except for the time when she was in the ambulance after Xiao Wu had the accident. She has been suppressed emotionally for so long that she would collapse sooner or later...]

[It feels like Chao Li has really been enduring. When the girl was kidnapped, he stood by the wall crying with his face covered, but he smiled the next second. When Komichi got into trouble, Conan saw Asari alone in the ward outside, staring blankly. When he went in, he acted as if nothing had happened. On the ship, he gritted his teeth and cut off contact with her like his own family. When he went to the ward the next day, his attitude was still the same as usual, as if he was always wearing a mask.]

[I feel more like my mother is taking it. After all, it is an older medicine, and the side effects of this medicine are really serious. Now there are other alternatives with very small side effects, so we should not take this old-fashioned medicine with strong side effects.]

[Is it Mrs. Tsukiyama or Asari... Let's just get depressed together (violent words) I've been stabbed into a hedgehog, do I need this little knife! Go here and

get the script! If Mrs. Tsukiyama had eaten it, it probably wouldn't have given her any buffs, at most her childhood would have been a little more miserable.

Tsukiyama Asari, who found the script from the forum, didn't read the subsequent discussions. He instantly relaxed after finding it from the forum. He then noticed that the bacon had been boiling in the pan for too long, and the ground was burnt black. He quickly scooped it up with a spatula and threw it on the empty plate beside him before he had time to answer the little boy's question.

Conan Edogawa on the side had been waiting for a long time.

Ever since he asked this question, his eyes have been on the black-haired man's face, not missing a single expression. He watched his brother's face, which had always been smiling gently, gradually break into pieces. He avoided his sight in a panic and used an excuse that even a child could tell was wrong.

If it was really as he said, and it was just because of the thesis that he had a memory of it, why did he show such a shocked expression?

The man seemed to not want to respond. He just picked up the burnt bacon in the pot and put two more strips in. In the blink of an eye, the mask was tightly attached to his face again, turning him into a gentle and considerate brother again.

"Brother Asari."

Edogawa Conan spoke again, with an aggressive tone. He was not as tall as the other person's legs, but he was able to suppress the other person in terms of momentum. The man turned the bacon in the pan over and spoke in a low and soft voice.

"My... Mom is eating it, so I am more familiar with it." Tsukiyama Asari explained, and then immediately changed the subject, "What kind of fried eggs do you want to eat? Do you want runny ones?"

"...No, ordinary ones are fine."

"Okay. Go outside, and you can eat in a while."

The egg liquid was spread flat on the frying pan, wrapped with bacon, and made a more lively "sizzling" sound. This fragrance symbolizing home made the house warm, but Edogawa Conan only felt cold.

Even a little dizzy.

This outdated antidepressant with serious side effects might not be what he was taking. There are so many good alternatives. Why choose this drug that brings more physical pain than the suppressed mental pain? But even if he has never taken this drug, it was taken by his deceased mother...

How old was Tsukiyama Asari when his parents died? About seven or eight years old. For him, these memories have been in the past for nearly twenty years. How can a person remember some drugs that do not belong to him from twenty years ago?

After twenty years, he can still remember this drug and say its name. This itself means that it is abnormal. Did this drug leave such a deep impression on him?

And...if Mrs. Tsukiyama has been taking this antidepressant with serious side effects, what was her childhood like? Is this disease hereditary?

Yes, and the probability is very high.

Edogawa Conan felt that the brain he had always been proud of had completely turned into a mess. He put aside all the logic and procedures and only recalled all the scenes of his past with Tsukiyama Asari.

Has he ever shown negative emotions in front of him? No.

Does he... have good friends? No, except for the chestnut-haired officer who has been unable to go home and has become like a family member, nothing.

Officer Matsuda and the others are friends of Officer Kasugawa. Their attitude towards Tsukiyama Asari is more like treating a friend's younger brother. Asuka Kiri and the others, including himself, treat him as a brother. It seems that there are no friends around him who can put aside all other identities and laugh wantonly.

At this time, the usually sharp little detective realized that his gentle brother was always bustling around him, with people always coming and going, but no one stayed.

Why didn't he notice it before?

Edogawa Conan lowered his head, feeling at a loss. He couldn't even speak. He waited until Tsukiyama Asari silently prepared breakfast for several people and called his name softly before he raised his head and forced a smile.

"I... will help you."

Tsukiyama Asari handed the not-so-heavy sandwich in his hand to the other party, and picked up the milk tray himself. He also took a special look at the little detective's expression, and always felt that something was wrong.

Could this little guy be overthinking again?

The black-haired man looked at the other person's forced smile and was about to say something when he heard Maori Kogoro's shout from outside.

"What?! What did you say the name of the deceased was?"

When the two of them hurried out with their things, Maori Kogoro had already grabbed Saiji's collar. The latter didn't react at all, but subconsciously explained in a panic, "It's... it's called Hanedani Muneyuki, this is my father's name, how could I remember it wrong!"

"But... the person who sent us the invitation letter." Maori Kogoro took out the folded invitation letter from his pocket. The sweat on his hands wet the corners of the paper. He unfolded the letter and showed them the signature column, "It's the late Mr. Hanedani Muneyuki."

"How is this possible?! My father has been dead for two years, how could he send such a thing?"

"That's right, Master Muneyuki Hanedani died here two years ago..." Butler Fangchuan persuaded the two of them to leave before adding, "It was the anniversary of Master Hiroshi Hanedani's death, and we returned to this villa to spend the night. When we went to wake him up the next day, the whole room was burnt black... There was also this painting hanging on the head of the bed, and everyone said it was a curse."

"Curse?"

"Don't you understand yet?" Mori Yusachiko's face was not very good. She wrapped her coat tightly, trying to get more warmth from it, and spoke in a low voice.

"In the fire 31 years ago, only the charred bodies of the uncle and the maid were found in the villa. The adopted boy disappeared. Some people said that he was the one who set the fire. The police have been tracking his whereabouts... But he seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. Not even a trace of him has been found for decades." "

... After my father died, some people thought that he turned into a fierce ghost and hid in the portrait, and would use ghost fire to devour everyone who stepped into the villa."

Telling ghost stories in a villa like this during a thunderstorm is not a good choice.

"In other words, someone sent this letter to us in the name of the late Mr. Muneyuki Hanetani." Maori Kogoro spoke to break the silence that had been hanging over the living room since the ghost story ended, and he put the letter back in his hand.

"No matter what, such supernatural things are impossible. I think it's likely that someone was playing tricks in the name of the portrait!"

Yes. Conan Edogawa agreed in his heart, and then frowned again. It was understandable that the person sent a letter to himself and Maori Kogoro, but why did he also invite Tsukiyama Asari and Dr. Agasa to come. What is the

purpose of doing this...

The boy's thoughts were interrupted by a scream.

It was Maori Ran!

Conan Edogawa immediately left everything behind and ran to the guest bedroom where the other party was.

Author's words:

Thank you for reading

Asari still doesn't know what kind of script was filled in his mind that day Let's sort out

the relationship between the characters in the horror story:

Fuji Hanetani - Muneyuki Hanetani (younger brother): the former died in a villa fire 31 years ago, and the latter died in a bedroom fire two years ago√

Muneyuki Hanetani - Yusachiko Mori (eldest daughter), Yoshiichi Saii (eldest son), Ryuichi Saii (second son)

Thank you for reading! Recently, there has been no small drama with Tao Tao @子木桃, because our dialogue has become↓

[Morning]

Me: Start thesis

[Noon]

Me: Start reading literature

[Evening]

Me: Good! Screen recording! After class, I write

Taotao: This is what college life

is like I will make up for all the extra chapters I owe in June ww Thank you for the long review Hehe, what's going on? Why are all the chapters full of knives qaq Is it possible that I only stabbed once and the others were all done by you?