Chapter 137 Birds and Light

The wailing sound almost echoed throughout the corridor on the third floor.

Asakawa Nami, who had long since recovered from the shock she had felt not long ago, was wiping the handrails of the corridor from the second floor to the third floor with a rag when she was startled again. The rag flew out of her hand and hit Matsuda Jinpei who was walking up to the third floor.

The man took off the rag with a dark face, and before she could say anything, the female clerk blushed and kept bowing to apologize.

Matsuda Jinpei returned the rag, and while comforting the clerk, he also put the bill on the guy who was being punished in the house. Asakawa Nami looked up with some concern, and kept asking, "Is...something wrong?"

"Ah...I think..." Tsukiyama Asari, who went upstairs with Matsuda Jinpei, twitched his mouth and simply stopped paying attention to the terrible situation over there, "He should have kicked his toe, nothing serious." "

Is that so..." Asakawa Nami leaned her head up again, and then she withdrew her gaze half-doubtfully, "Then everyone, have a good rest. Uncle Shibagaki will go back for ice fishing tomorrow morning. There may be fresh Spanish mackerel for lunch..."

"Nami--"

The woman was interrupted by a shout from downstairs before she could finish her words. She smiled apologetically at a few people, ran to the stairs and answered, "Hey--I'm here."

"Please go get a bottle of wine for the guests."

"Okay, I'll go right away." After responding, Asakawa Nami smiled apologetically at a few people and ran towards the attic.

Date Kou looked at her leaving back, and couldn't help sighing, "Is it Mr. Okiya who came with Conan who wanted it? Still drinking so late."

The female clerk with a high ponytail skillfully opened the door with the key and walked up to the attic. The temperature here was almost as cold as outside. She opened the door of the cabinet in front of her, and then remembered something. She ran to the door and put on gloves, then reached out to hold the cold bottle of wine and took it out of the cabinet.

After being brought back to the warm room, the outer wall of the bottle quickly exuded a layer of water, and Suemitsu Sosuke felt a wet hand when he reached out to take it.

"Thank you." He said, and wiped all the water off the bottle with the handkerchief handed over by Toyokawa Norika.

"I have prepared what you need, but..." After handing over the hand warmer, Toyokawa Norika frowned and said with some worry, "The temperature at night is much lower than during the day, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Thank you." The man's dark red eyes were slightly closed. Because of his posture, the person standing next to him could only see his sharp brow bones, and most of his eyes were covered, making it impossible to see his expression. He put the hand warmer on his legs, and a little bit of the heat stained his hands through the plush cloth wrapped around the hand warmer.

It had been snowing outside since the afternoon, and it hadn't stopped yet, but it was much lighter than at dinner. Suemitsu Sosuke decided to wait until the snow had stopped falling before going out, and simply sat in front of the French window in the lounge on the first floor, holding a hand stove and watching the snow.

It was already late, and the landlady handed him the key to the door after asking in a low voice, and then turned off the lights outside. The whole hotel was dark, and only the floor lamp next to Suemitsu Sosuke was still on, and the warm yellow light turned the snow near the glass into a warm yellow color.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, "Whether as the hotel's doctor or the previous attending physician... they should all remind you that you should not drink alcohol now."

Suemitsu Sosuke couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He didn't need to turn around, he could see the forty-year-old Doctor Seto behind him through the small piece of glass under the light, "I have heard this sentence three times today."

"Since you have heard it three times, why do you still drink?" Doctor Seto said seriously. He stretched out his hand to the other party, motioning the man in the wheelchair to give him the wine in his hand, "Give it to him."

The black-haired man glanced at him, and with a rare childish look, he put the bottle of wine in his arms, like protecting food, "Don't even think about it. It was fine that you were in charge of me in the ward, but now you are still in charge of me here."

"If you were half as obedient as the other patients, I wouldn't have disappeared so much and come up to snatch your bottle of wine as soon as I saw you." Doctor Seto couldn't help laughing.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, then put it back as if he had thought of something. He could only bite his back teeth secretly, using the subtle pain at the roots of his teeth to relieve the smoking addiction he had developed during his high-pressure job as a doctor. "You've changed a lot."

"But you still recognized it at a glance."

"Nonsense." Doctor Seto couldn't maintain the stable image he had always maintained. He smiled and cursed, reaching out to hold his shoulder. "You didn't go for plastic surgery, how can I not recognize you? It's just that your spirit has changed a lot compared to before."

"I saw Uncle Nagasawa a few days ago, and he said something similar to you." Suemitsu Sosuke put the bottle of wine a little further away from the hand warmer to prevent the wine from being heated by the hot warmer. "Did you agree on this?"

"What do you mean by agreed? Actually, things have changed a lot. After you were discharged from the hospital, he came to me and asked me to pay attention to your condition. Now it seems... never mind, why talk about this now?" The man in his forties said "tsk", temporarily cutting off the topic.

"...Why are you a doctor here?" Suemitsu Sosuke only then remembered the question he wanted to ask since he entered the hotel.

Seto Hitoshi is considered to be the top doctor in Japan. When he performed surgery before, several doctors were helpless. It was Superintendent Nagasawa who invited Seto Hitoshi, who was teaching at the medical university at the time, to perform the surgery.

This doctor stayed in the hotel and might not see a single patient all year round. It was really a waste of talent.

"I came to the town to see a student, and after hearing him talk about Grandma Mizuhara's case, I came to the hotel to take a look." Seto Hitoshi explained. He looked up outside, and the snow was much lighter than before. Only by squinting his eyes could he see the tiny snowflakes. "The snow is about to stop, go."

The doctor put his old hands on his shoulders, and after squeezing them slightly, he frowned because of the excessive thinness.

Unexpectedly, whether it was the bottle of wine in his arms or the request to go out, the strict doctor would so easily let it go. The black-haired man turned around in surprise and looked at the other party, "I thought you would continue to hold me back."

"You can't hold me back anyway, so don't get yourself angry." Seto Jinye is less than ten years older than the disobedient patient in front of him. Compared with elders like Nagasawa Kyosho, he is more like a friend who can joke with each other. When the other party looked over, he shook his head and touched his hair with an exaggerated expression, "See, I have become bald at least five years earlier because of you."

Suemitsu Sosuke looked at the man's hair, which was indeed a little sparse, and waved his hand quickly, "Don't blame everything on me."

"I don't blame you, who else can I blame? Which patient is as troublesome as you?" After enduring for a long time, Dr. Seto finally took out the brand new cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and drove the patient out before lighting it, "Okay, get out. Don't stay here and smell the smoke."

Hearing his words, the black-haired man couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and quietly stuffed the cigarette box he had been carrying deep into his pocket.

For this special police officer who has been a regular customer of the medical room since he started working, the most terrifying thing is not his boss who always has a stern face, nor is it the elder Officer Nagasawa, but the doctor. Whether it is the accompanying doctor in the special police team before, or the genius doctor in front of him who took almost a month to pull him back from the brink of death, the three words "don't mess with" are written on their heads.

Suemitsu Sosuke didn't say politely to Seto Jinye. He waved his hand without turning his head and pushed open the heavy door. The moment the door was opened, the cold wind brought a little snow into the room.

After closing the door, the warm air in the room was also isolated from the outside.

After the man left, Seto Hitoshi lit up the cigarette and turned off the floor lamp by the window. In the dark room, only the faint sparks from the cigarette butt remained. The doctor put out the cigarette in the ashtray for guests in the lobby, turned around and prepared to go upstairs, but was met with a pair of round eyes.

Edogawa Conan didn't expect the other party to go upstairs without any pause, and was caught off guard and bumped into him. He could only force a smile and cover his head with his hand, explaining, "I'm a little thirsty, I want to come down to get some water... Uncle, why aren't you asleep so late?"

Seto Hitoshi looked down at him, then looked up at the stairs.

Conan Edogawa then realized there was someone behind him. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat because of this situation of "the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole is waiting behind" and quickly turned his head to look up the stairs.

After seeing that both of them were looking over, the newcomer simply did not cover up the sound of his footsteps, and his shoes made a clear muffled sound on the wooden stairs.

Subaru Okiya's explanation was concise compared to Conan Edogawa's. After he walked in front of the two people, he pointed at the boy at his leg who had an expression of "why are you here too?" and said, "I'm here to find him."

Conan Edogawa looked at his righteous expression, and his mouth twitched. He felt that Toru Amuro's usual sarcastic remarks about the FBI were not slanderous in some ways.

How on earth could he lie without blinking an eye?

The boy complained helplessly in his heart, but still reached out and held the hand of the person who came, and said with a smile, "Then we will go up first."

Seto Jinye looked at the two people who were pretending to go back, and couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you here to find him?"

"Huh? Then I can come... to find him." The boy stopped in his tracks, not knowing whether to turn around or stay.

"Don't worry, I won't tell him. That guy is very shameless." Dr. Seto smiled and took off his glasses. This doctor in his forties had a pair of very young eyes. Because he had been doing surgery and teaching students for many years, there were fine wrinkles around his eyes, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. When he looked at people with a smile, he looked kinder than his age.

He looked at the two people seriously, bent down in their surprised eyes, and bowed, "I should thank you."

Okiya Subaru was stunned at first before he quickly helped the man up, and his movements were a little hesitant for the first time. He used to be able to bring stewed beef to bother Suemitsu Sosuke who locked himself in the house every day, but now he is a little helpless facing a gentle elder who he is not very familiar with.

"To be honest, I never had a good sleep before you came." The man said, "Since I performed the operation on him, I have been wondering whether what I did was right or wrong..."

Edogawa Conan looked up at the doctor in front of him. Although he had vaguely guessed the identity of the doctor when he heard him talk with Suemitsu Sosuke, he was still a little surprised when he heard the other party admit it in person. The boy thought for a moment and whispered, "Why is there a distinction between right and wrong when curing illnesses and saving lives..."

Whether it was the young detective before or the boy wearing glasses now, they always had their own criteria for saving lives. There was no difference between ordinary people and murderers in this regard. Saving lives did not require any reason, let alone distinguishing between right and wrong. That was why he and Mao Lilan pulled the silver-haired murderer who was about to fall in the New York incident.

The right and wrong that the man in front of him said was almost contrary to his philosophy, but Seto Jinye's tone was too heavy. The boy looked at the other party and could not say anything to refute for a while, but just asked in a deep voice.

"I have had the same idea as you for the past few decades. A doctor cures illnesses and saves lives... To be unfilial, if the person in front of me is the murderer of my father, I will save him first." Doctor Seto looked at the boy's bright eyes, not knowing what he thought of. He took out a cigarette from his bag, but because of the child in front of him, he did not light it, but just held it in his mouth, "But... you haven't seen such a scene."

"... I discussed it with Mr. Nagasawa for a long time and was ready to give up." The man finally couldn't help it after nitpicking and asked a few questions. He lit a cigarette, turned his head and looked outside, and saw only darkness, "Who would see such a scene and let him stay and suffer."

Conan Edogawa looked at the shaking light red sparks, a little silent, "Then how..."

"He asked for it himself. He was in a coma for more than half a month. He finally woke up and gave me this difficult question, but then he passed out again." He exhaled smoke. "The patient said he wanted to live no matter what. As the attending physician, how could I not treat him?"

"The guy was unconscious for more than a week after he finished talking. When he finally regained consciousness, I rushed from the office to see him. Who knew he..." Recalling the scene, Seto Jintoki smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The body moved faster than the brain. Before he even woke up, he reached out to tear the tube off his face."

The doctor, who walked quickly into the ward with the medical record, was so scared that he almost threw the pen in his hand. He hurriedly called the nurses to go up and press Suemitsu Sosuke's hands on both sides of the pillow. He waited until the other party regained consciousness and no longer subconsciously sought death due to the excessive pain, and then he let go of his hands. Only then did he realize that he was already sweating all over.

Suemitsu Sosuke, who had just regained consciousness, was silent for a long time after listening to him talk about his actions just now, and let him tie his hands to the bedside, cutting off his only 'way out'.

"Let go of the kite? At that time, he gave people the feeling that he was being pulled by only a string, making people breathless if they looked at him for one more moment. When he was discharged from the hospital, Mr. Nagasawa came to see me again. I was worried about what he was worried about... I was afraid that after the matter was over, the guy would relax and become unwell. However, his current condition is much better than I thought."

The doctor glanced at the two people in front of him with a gentle look, and said warmly . The hot palm paused slightly on the boy's head, "I can see that it's because of you two, so whether it's for his current situation or for the stone in my heart that has finally fallen, I have to say thank you."

After Edogawa Conan barely suppressed the chaotic emotions that were stirred up by the doctor's words, he kept asking, "...Dr. Seto is waiting for us here specifically?"

"Not really. I just came to the hotel to see a patient, and then stayed a few more days because of some things."

"Is it because of this?" Okiya Subaru, who had been silent, finally spoke. He raised his hand, and he didn't know when he turned on the screen of his mobile phone, shining it on the wall not far away.

There were a lot of photos posted there for decoration, most of them were group photos of the store employees and customers. Edogawa Conan then remembered that when he came downstairs yesterday, he saw Okiya Subaru standing in front of the wall. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he stayed there for a long time.

"You saw it too?" Seto Hitoshi's laughter was much brighter this time. "I thought at the time that since I had encountered this, I might as well stay a few more days. I happened to hear Miss Toyokawa say that a guest who had a reservation was unable to move around easily, and asked the clerk to check the corridor and remove the decorations that were in the way. So I thought I would stay and try my luck... There are not only legends here, but also corresponding customs."

"Just like in some places, fireworks are set off at funerals. Here, after a relative or friend passes away, a lighted lantern is hung on the eaves to guide the lost soul. If the flame burns out the lantern, it means..."

"It means they have returned." The clear child's voice was particularly quiet and loud in this situation.

Conan Edogawa turned on the flashlight on his watch and shone it towards the photo wall in front of him. He pulled away the fake vine leaves used for decoration on the far left with his hands, revealing a photo that was vaguely blocked.

A somewhat unfamiliar black-haired man stood on the far left of the photo with his arms folded, looking irritated and angry. The boy had seen this expression before. When he tried to persuade his teacher to put down the cigarettes temporarily, he would occasionally reveal this expression.

In the photo, Suemitsu Sosuke, who was probably given a cigarette box, frowned and kicked the calf of the shaved man next to him. The latter jumped to the side with his teeth and claws, and there was a smile in his eyebrows and eyes. His jump knocked down several other people behind him.

Two young men with unfamiliar faces were smiling and carrying another person on their shoulders. The collision caused all three of them to fall backwards. The guy at the top opened his mouth in panic and reached out to grab the hair of the man who was carrying him. Like dominoes, the group of people knocked down the two unlucky guys on the right who were posing normally for photos. Among the group of people, only Suemiku Sosuke's face was clear, and the others were more or less blurred due to shaking.

It was a poorly taken photo, but it made people think of the funny scene at that time and they couldn't help laughing.

"Anyway, I can't control this guy, thank you for your trouble." Seto Hitoshi looked at the smart little boy next to him and smiled, "Let him persuade him. I think he would feel embarrassed to 'break the law knowingly' when being controlled by a little boy. I have only been with him for more than a month, but I have more or less figured out his temper. He is a thin-skinned man with a high self-esteem, a sharp tongue but a soft heart. I guess he said a lot of uncomfortable things and looked sullen when we first met. He can be fierce when he is in a bad state, and the same is true when he is embarrassed. Anyway..."

The sound coming from the door instantly interrupted the man's words.

Suemitsu Sosuke pushed open the door with a cold face, still holding the flashlight that Toyokawa Norika had stuffed into his hand, and mercilessly shone the dazzling light on the faces of the three people, with a fierce tone, "Haven't you talked enough?"

Fortunately, when Tsukiyama got up to drink water, he found that Edogawa Conan was not there, and he glanced at the forum, otherwise, I really don't know what else they could talk about!

"Oh, I'm really sleepy." Seto Hitoshi couldn't help laughing, and he tried for a long time to hold back his expression. He stretched his back disrespectfully, yawned extremely exaggeratedly, and went upstairs quickly, "Let's go to sleep."

"I..." Edogawa Conan was startled for a moment, and he turned around rather stiffly, "Brother Subaru, I found the bottle of water, let's go upstairs..."

After saying that, he walked upstairs with his hands and feet together.

"Come back."

"Hey." After hearing his teacher's voice, Conan Edogawa, who had already walked halfway, turned back and stood beside the stairs. He tugged hard at the corner of Okiya Subaru's clothes, who did not sneak away with him, and tried to force a smile, "What a coincidence, teacher, you are out for a walk too..."

Suemitsu Sosuke couldn't help but roll his eyes at the two people who had not slept for most of the night, "Since you can't sleep, go find me a lighter."

'Since you have nothing to do, go and practice for me! '

Okiya Subaru opened his dark green eyes and looked at the man outside the door. He felt that he had changed a lot, and was almost the same as before. The man looked around and instantly saw a metal lighter on the bookcase not far away. He reached out and took it and walked outside.

"Here."

After taking the lighter from the other party, Suemitsu Sosuke lowered his head to look at his watch. The two conspicuous hands were clasped together and pointed to twelve.

The snow that had been about to fall finally stopped. He spread out his scarred hand, waited for a long time, and saw that no snowflakes fell into his palm, so he finally picked up the lantern next to him.

There was a slight sound of metal collision, and the flame instantly wrapped around the candle core.

He hung the lit lantern on the eaves with a bamboo pole, and the originally dark place was instantly dyed with the warm color of the fire.

In front of Suemitsu Sosuke, the previous clerk had already helped to prepare a small folding table, on which was placed the bottle of wine and a round porcelain wine glass, as well as a set of hot wine equipment.

He turned his head to look at Subaru Okiya, and moved the wine glass closer to himself, "If you want to drink, prepare a cup yourself."

Don't think of hitting on me.

A few minutes later, the table that was originally empty had a porcelain cup of the same style, a bottle of hot milk bought from the beverage cabinet in the corridor, and even a few plates of snacks that had been placed in the refrigerator for guests to use at any time.

Edogawa Conan looked at the two adults who were warming their wine and swallowed a big mouthful of warm milk with his half-moon eyes.

After drinking the warm wine in the glass, Suemitsu Sosuke lowered his head and coughed a few times, then knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair twice, "Stand up straight."

The boy, who was originally drooping and depressed, straightened his back instantly after hearing the familiar knocking sound, and then suddenly remembered the photo he had just seen. Even in the photo, those smiling special police officers looked quite savage, but they didn't look decadent at all. If you think about it carefully, it's probably like there is a hard steel ruler on their backs. No matter what they do, they look energetic.

When I first met Suemitsu Sosuke before, he was in a very bad mental state. Even if he coughed a lot in front of others, his back and neck were straight. It's not that they can't bend over or lower their heads, but when they do this, there seems to be a sense of tension in their bones.

The teacher is really teaching him well, just like teaching a real SWAT officer.

Looking at the man's sharp face, Edogawa Conan suddenly felt that he saw him lying on the hospital bed, gritting his teeth and asking the doctor to tie his hands. The lantern was too close, and it was so hot that it made his eyes hot. He simply straightened his back and lowered his head, chewing the snacks specially brought for him.

"It's a good wine." Okiya Subaru commented. He reached out and took over the job of warming the wine from the other party. His finger movements didn't seem like he was warming the wine. His movements were smooth and beautiful, as if he was performing a show.

Suemitsu Sosuke tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then remembered the manga in which the guy hacked a computer and drank a glass of bourbon, and said, "I thought you only drank that kind of alcohol."

No matter how you look at it, this kind of local sake, coupled with the way it is drunk after being heated with hot water, does not suit this FBI agent who has traveled to three countries.

Subaru Okiya raised an eyebrow and did not comment, "I heard that the locals use green plums to brew wine in the spring, and then add ice cubes when drinking. Because the alcohol content is low, the elderly and teenagers also drink it."

"Huh?" Edogawa Conan instantly perked up, put down the bottle of milk in his hand, and looked up and said, "I heard from Mr. Satake before that there is a large area of ​​cherry blossoms very close to the hotel in the spring. It's the best place to enjoy the cherry blossoms and drink!"

"Don't even think about drinking before you come of age." Suemitsu Sosuke glanced at him and refuted the boy's covert request to consume alcohol, "Be careful not to get close to that drunk detective."

The boy instantly remembered how Kogoro Mori drank on weekdays, shuddered several times, and quickly drank a big gulp of hot milk.

Forget it, let's just drink juice.

"You've been looking at me." Suemitsu Sosuke took the porcelain cup from the man with glasses, but instead of drinking the wine immediately when the temperature was right, which would have hurt his throat and stomach, he turned to look at the person who was warming the wine next to him and said firmly, "What do you want to ask?"

Okiya Subaru raised his lips. The former special police officer in front of him usually looked like he didn't understand when Conan Edogawa and he hinted or told him to quit smoking, drinking and drinking coffee, but now he was very sharp.

"That lantern." Knowing that the man didn't mind bringing up these topics, the pink-haired graduate student asked directly, "I remember the local custom is to hang lanterns on the eaves of the house to guide the dead souls back home. Here..."

It's just a hotel they've been to before. It can't be considered a hometown, nor can it be called a home.

Suemitsu Sosuke closed his eyes slightly, his temples throbbing and aching, and responded to the man's question in a low voice, "It can be considered a home."

He had a severe headache for a while, and fragmented memories exploded in his ears and brain.

'Mother-in-law Mizuhara, we have agreed that the vacant staff dormitories on the left side of the second floor will be left to us. When we retire, we will rent a house here and go fishing every day. 'The youngest SWAT officer in the team smiled and said to Mizuhara Ena who had set up the camera.

'Fishing every day? How old are you this year? '

'Wait, wait, let's put fishing aside. I think this proposal is good. Anyway, we are all poor and live in dormitories after retirement. We might as well rent here for a long time... I think we should just invest together. 'The team member next to the two touched his chin and said, "I have to say, the environment here is so good. The places I traveled before were not as comfortable as here." '

You are so picky. It's okay to stay for a few days. If you stay here forever, the chef will quit sooner or later. 'The man with a buzz cut smiled and sneered at him, 'You have complained a lot about the mediocre food here these days. '

'I was telling the truth. 'The team member who was scolded by him had a round face, but his movements were surprisingly flexible. He hid aside in a few seconds. 'If she quits, I will apply for the chef position and cook for you.'

'Don't do that!' The youngest one yelled, 'I'm afraid you will retaliate and put sugar in the dishes to poison us.'

'Little bastard! Who ate the most delicious food at the beginning? ! '

'Hey hey——'

The policeman who wanted to be a chef rushed forward with his teeth and claws, and was immediately held down by two people on the left and right. He was directly lifted up and sat on the shoulders of two people. The man on the left smiled and turned his head and said, 'Don't talk about cooking anymore. It seems that the chef has gained a lot of weight during the half-month vacation. Be careful to train more if the captain finds out. '

'What are you talking about so loudly, the captain is right in front of us, do you think he can't hear you at his age?'

'But to be honest, I really want to live here.' Another person looked at them and said, his smile faded a little, 'Anyway, we have nowhere to go after retirement, so let's live here together and go fishing.'

'I agree.' The people next to him raised their hands, 'Deputy captain, captain, are you coming?'

The man with a crew cut smiled and spat at him, 'Are you not going to get married? When the time comes, seven single old men will sit in a row in the snow and fish. That scene will be so sad, right?'

'No. We are on a mission and can't go home for ten days or half a month. It's a miserable job. I think you should not think about harming young girls. You will be single for the rest of your life!'

'It sounds good.' The deputy captain kept smiling and stretched out his hand, nodding at them, 'When we went abroad, who was it that spread out the long-haired male agent like a peacock for a long time? It was embarrassing.'

'Hey!'

The people in front of them were all unhappy in an instant. The man who was carried on the shoulders of two people shouted, 'Why are you still talking about this!'

'That's right, deputy captain, don't you want to retire and stay with us, and are ready to go alone?' The man behind them shook his head exaggeratedly, 'People's hearts are hard to predict. I won't ask you, I'll ask the captain! Captain——'

Several people immediately started howling like ghosts and wolves, and the word "Captain" was pronounced in various strange accents.

'Stop shouting, stop shouting, are you looking for a fight again?' The man with a crew cut covered the mouth of the team member closest to him with his hand and said to them, 'He is in a bad mood now. Didn't you see the pout on his face? Be careful. If he gets unhappy, you should go back and practice more. Then you will cry.'

'Deputy captain, what shocking thing have you done to make him angry? Tell us about it and let everyone be happy.'

'You! 'The deputy captain tapped the man on the forehead viciously, 'What else could it be? He just paid for the stolen goods. That guy has a sore lung. If he keeps smoking, don't even think about sitting in a row to fish with him. Just wait until the time comes when we're done fishing, and then you guys line up to lay flowers in front of his grave.'

'As expected of the deputy captain, he's literally snatching food from a tiger's mouth.' The youngest came over and gave him a thumbs up, 'But we've already made a reservation with Grandma Mizuwon, so we have to ask the captain if he's willing, right?' '

Him? He's willing. He was the one who submitted the application to move everyone's dormitories together. 'The man lowered his voice and said, 'That guy doesn't say it, but in his heart, he wants us to be together, find a place to be the boss, and live a few years of peace. A typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, what's the matter...'

The face of the man in front of him suddenly twitched, and he quickly avoided his sight, looked around, and changed the subject. The deputy captain immediately understood what was going on, and quickly turned around to see that the protagonist he had just 'betrayed' was standing behind him with his arms folded, and a lollipop in his mouth instead of a cigarette.

'Haha... The tofu made by Mizuhara grandma is really delicious.'

'Let's take pictures.' Mizuhara Ena, who went into the house to get something, finally returned to the living room. She looked at the noisy people and smiled as she adjusted the camera.

'Let's take pictures. Let's take pictures. The deputy captain heaved a sigh of relief and spoke up. The people beside him also posed for photos, pretending that the conversation just now had no meaning.

"Come on, 3, 2..."

At the moment the word '1' came out, the captain holding a lollipop had a dark face and kicked the buzz cut man next to him viciously. Several people fell down like dominoes in an instant, and became the wolfish and blurry appearance in the photo.

"They are basically orphans." Suemitsu Sosuke swallowed the wine in the glass, which was already a little cold, and said, "They have no home, let alone a hometown. This lantern may be the most suitable place."

Edogawa Conan looked up at the lantern and forgot about the agreement to watch cherry blossoms next spring.

He remembered that there were no names on those tombstones. Apart from the deputy captain, the other special police officers who died in the explosion were probably buried six feet below only a few worn-out clothes and medals of honor and other things that could not be taken away.

After that, the three of them left this topic aside and talked about other things. Edogawa Conan talked about a case he had encountered recently, which was "reviewed" by his teacher and the ace FBI next to him. The little boy was dizzy. Then they talked about the training that was temporarily stopped because of the vacation.

The young detective watched the two of them evaluate their training situation one after another, and changed a lot of training on the spot. He felt that his future was bleak after returning, and his whole body ached just listening to it.

After talking about the cherry blossoms next spring, the man in the wheelchair suddenly fell silent. Edogawa Conan looked up and saw the sky and low-pressure clouds in the distance along the man's line of sight.

"It's going to snow again, let's go back." Okiya Subaru said.

"Wait a little longer." Suemitsu Sosuke pursed his lips and added, "I want to wait a little longer."

Edogawa Conan held his head up and continued to accompany the gentleman at the risk of his life. He only felt sleepiness wandering around in his head. The hot water bottle in his hand heated up his clothes all around. He didn't feel cold at all. He simply lowered his head and dozed off. Like a student who was sleepy in class, his head was nodding towards the table and almost hit it. He was startled by the sudden explosion and looked up in panic.

He saw that the dry bamboo and paper lantern in front of him was instantly ignited by the flickering candle flame after a strong wind, burning into a dazzling and hot fire, making a crackling sound.

"You're so late." Suemitsu Sosuke said, his voice not much louder than the sound of the burning flames. He looked at the blazing fire and poured all the wine in his glass, which was full but not drunk, onto the snow.

The bright light illuminated most of the man's face. Edogawa Conan turned his head and felt vaguely that his eyes seemed to be red.

The flames flickered in the wind and snow for a long time, and then quickly went out. After the last light source dimmed, the whole world went dark.

"Let's go back." The man said, pushing open the door of the hotel.

Edogawa Conan looked at him, and felt that the man's thin shoulders seemed to be holding up a thick layer of snow that had not fallen in the severe winter.

But the snow will always fall, and I don't know if it will fall in winter or in the spring of next year.

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