Chapter 143 Birds and Light

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Kenji Hagiwara stepped back and whispered, "It's very difficult to get down the mountain in this situation. It will take at least four hours. If it is really... that thing, it will take too long. When we get to the hospital..."

The man with half-long hair frowned and told his guess to his little friend. He saw that the other party's face suddenly turned ugly. "I didn't expect that Shugo heard it. I'm afraid he..."

"This contains white wine!" Conan Edogawa, who had been silent for a long time, picked up the water bottle that fell on the ground and showed it to several policemen. It was the only good rest now. "I see that the two uncles don't have anything else on them. What they gave Xiao Wu...brother should be white wine."

Hearing this, several people breathed a sigh of relief. Hagiwara Kenji scratched his half-long black hair and murmured, "It's good that it's not that thing...but if it was just white wine, how could he...be like this? No, let's not worry about that for now. Those two people ran away."

"Don't worry, I brought them back."

The voice came from where the two people had just escaped. They turned around and saw the pink-haired man dragging the two unconscious people from the other side and throwing them on the ground.

Without paying much attention to the situation here, after Asuka Mizuki calmed down completely, Tsukiyama Asari half-knelt down, carried the person on his back, and said to the others, "Let's go back to the hotel first."

"But Xiao Mizuki just now..." Ida Hang frowned and never let him go. "Let's go to the hospital. We can take him down. Although the snow on the mountain hasn't melted yet, it's not difficult to walk. We..."

Based on the principle that wool comes from sheep, Tsukiyama Asari had just used the points earned from painting with Asuka Mizuki in the past two days to buy a disposable medical questionnaire in the store. He scanned the white-haired boy's physical condition from top to bottom. He had been feeling unwell because of the experiment, but he didn't have any new injuries.

Even the cards on the system board were shining brightly, unlike the dull card of Suemitsu Sosuke next to him. If he went down the mountain at this time, he didn't know what would happen. He remembered that the weather forecast said it would snow tonight.

"It's nothing, he..." Tsukiyama Asari pursed his lips and changed his words to be more convincing to others. Because this had never happened, he subconsciously spoke vaguely, "He...had it before, and the doctor said that he would be fine after a day of rest. Let's take him back to the hotel first."

Hagiwara Kenji, who was originally preparing to carry the person down the mountain on the snowy road, remembered the skilled movements of Tsukiyama Asari and Kasugawa Hiiragi to comfort people just now, and he was deflated for a moment. He could only nod and agree with the other party.

The group was in rare silence as they returned. Date Kou tried several times to reach out and take the boy from Tsukiyama Chaori's back, who was actually not too light, but he failed. In the depressing atmosphere, he actually had a strange thought that the black-haired man was like a mother bird protecting her cubs, but he shook his head to suppress the thought.

Kasugawa Shugo walked beside the two of them, temporarily pushing away Matsuda Jinpei's hand that was stretched out to pull him. The chestnut-haired man's face was scratched by a branch when he was looking for someone, and a drop of blood flowed down. The moonlight illuminated his round eyes, and his face, which was always full of expressions, was now covered with a layer of frost, which was consistent with his previous misjudgment of the two people.

"It's me." The call he just made was quickly answered. He lowered his voice. His throat, which had been cut twice, could no longer recover its former clarity. "We just caught a robber. He confessed that his accomplices in Pingchuan County Prison were involved in illegal drug sales. Bring him to the General Affairs Office. I will go back to interrogate him personally. Pingchuan County's data on illegal drugs in the past two years was retrieved a month ago. I suspect..."

The chestnut-haired man always smiled sweetly in front of the others, but now he looked strange, with his eyebrows and eyes stained with the cold moonlight. When he spoke, he moved further away from the others. His voice, which was deliberately kept very low, was blown away by the wind mixed with snow, and was completely inaudible.

The hotel was brightly lit late at night.

After Seto Hitoshi came out of the infirmary, he was immediately surrounded by several anxious people.

"It's not a big deal. It seems that he just fell asleep because he was too tired." Dr. Seto almost thought that he had just come out of the emergency room. He motioned for several people to disperse a little, and then continued, "It should be a reaction between the alcohol and the antipyretic medicine he took before, but now it seems that he is fine. It is also a stress reaction to the stimulation."

"But..." Ida Ko frowned. He recalled the scene at that time, and his tone was uncertain. "He has analgesia and seemed to feel pain before."

"I can only make a preliminary guess. Because of the drug reaction, he mistook the squeezing feeling in his internal organs as the pain described by others. Acquired analgesia will make the patient remember the feeling of pain. If there is any discomfort, the brain will subconsciously associate it with pain." Seto Hitoshi took off his glasses, "What is your relationship with that child?"

"I'm his brother." Hagiwara Kenji said quickly, and then suddenly reacted and glanced at Tsukiyama next to him, "Uh... He is his brother."

You guys, you actually snatched his brother in front of him. Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but twitched his mouth.

"Acquired analgesia?" Amuro Toru focused all his attention on the doctor's previous words.

"He was the child rescued from that laboratory, right?" After getting a positive answer, Seto Hitoshi put his glasses back on, ignoring the wary looks from several people because of this question. "The teacher and I were also involved in that incident. Those children lost their senses due to illegal drugs, and some of their organs and limbs atrophied... The children rescued at that time had their organs rapidly deteriorate within a few months. Without anyone to find them, they would not be able to recover." We walked for half an hour before reaching a suitable welfare home. At that time, several medical experts were helpless, and our conclusion was... these children would not live more than two years at most. I didn't expect to meet a grown-up child. "

No one asked him how he saw it, and Seto Hitoshi didn't want to talk about the scars on Asuka Kiri's body that made him recognize it at a glance, but instead set his eyes on Tsukiyama Asari, "You protected him very well."

Tsukiyama Asari lowered his eyes and nodded gently.

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The first feeling Asuka Kiri had when he woke up was nausea.

His stomach felt as uncomfortable as if a mountain was surging, and his chest and abdomen seemed to be squeezed together, and the discomfort was severe.

The most unbearable thing is... when he was asleep before, the memories that he should have forgotten five years ago kept flashing in his mind like a movie, but they were all fragmented memories, all kinds of chaotic colors squeezed together, making people dizzy, followed by strong emotions.

Fear, pain, hunger, panic... and hatred that was strong enough to swallow people. The boy fell to the ground as soon as he got up from the bed. He could only breathe heavily to relieve the overly intense and repressed emotions in his heart, which was even more uncomfortable than the previous physical stimulation, and the psychological depression.

Now, his great painting teacher always said that there was no emotional ups and downs in his paintings and that he himself was cold-hearted, but now he is so emotional that he can't stand it.

'There is nothing wrong with your painting skills, but I don't see any emotion in it. It's fine to hang this kind of painting at home as a decoration, but if you want to participate in a competition, it's not as good as a few lines drawn on a white paper. '

Wait, do I still have a DDL? '

The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground. When he fell off the bed just now, he overturned the suitcase and the paint inside was scattered all over the floor.

The canvas made of sturdy, specially woven linen was picked up from the ground by a pair of slender white hands. Fei Niao Wu picked up the very sticky tape next to it and cast his eyes on the opposite side of the bed, the whole wall without any decorations.

All the sounds outside had nothing to do with this bedroom with a tightly closed door.

When he woke up, it was almost noon the next day. The four people who were caught before were temporarily locked up in the utility room. Hagiwara Kenji contacted the local police, and they said that the mountain road would not be accessible until tomorrow night at the earliest, and that they could not go to the hotel until the morning of the day after tomorrow. They could only temporarily put the four

people in the rest room on the first floor for supervision. With so many policemen around and their weapons confiscated, it was safe. The original atmosphere of the trip was almost diluted by this incident. The two girls took Edogawa Conan to the door several times with worry, but they did not dare to knock on the door. They were listless during lunch.

"How is Kirito now?" After lunch, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but worry on the sofa in the lobby, "She's nowhere to be found..."

"I've never seen Kirito like that." Recalling the scene yesterday when she and Sonoko followed the others to chase after her, Mao Lilan spoke worriedly, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"Was it the incident in the studio?" The short-haired girl was stunned for a moment, then recalled, "I remember you said at the time... Kirito was like there was a layer of glass between us."

"It feels like no one can enter his world." There was a hint of tears in Mao Lilan's voice. She lowered her head and clenched her hands. "He is obviously his best friend, but he won't tell us anything. Sometimes I wonder..."

Is it because we can't understand his world at all, so he also wants to hide behind the glass and not let them know anything about himself.

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned for a moment, then stood up, "Xiaolan, wait for me."

The girl hurried upstairs. Hearing the footsteps, Edogawa Conan, who was standing at the most remote end of the corridor making a phone call, immediately lowered his voice, "This is the situation."

"You mean." The brown-haired girl on the other end of the phone frowned, put the half-cold coffee in her hand on the table, her expression completely gloomy, "Your white-haired childhood sweetheart has a reaction to white wine?"

"Yes, it was exactly the same reaction as mine at that time, and his pain and color perception were temporarily restored. Although he just said on the phone that it might be an illusion caused by the reaction of alcohol and drugs, I don't think so..."

Huihara Ai was silent, holding the phone between her ear and shoulder, her fingers nimbly tapping on the keyboard, and soon all the captured details were displayed on the screen, "Do you suspect that he also took the drug that made you smaller?"

"Probably not." Edogawa Conan hesitated for a while before saying in a deep voice, "He was a child when he was rescued from the laboratory. If he became smaller because of the drug, the organization should have corresponding records. But judging from the fact that you and I were able to escape their pursuit, the organization's laboratory should not have relevant records." Only

the sound of crackling keyboards came from the other side. The boy turned his head and looked out the window. Now the snow has melted a lot, and the bright afternoon sunlight is sprinkled on it, revealing a layer of shimmering gold. The scenery is almost the same as yesterday, but the boy who should have been sitting on the snow painting is nowhere to be seen.

He looked at it for a while, then realized that there had been no response from the other end of the phone for a long time, "Hello, Huibara? I was wondering if you could identify what kind of drug it was based on his condition."

"Come on, Great Detective, you think too highly of me." Huibara Ai couldn't help but twitch her lips. She stared at the screen for a while and drank the coffee in the cup at hand. "And, to be honest... hair fading, loss of pain and vision, many drugs developed by the organization have produced such side effects in experiments. The only special thing is probably that your childhood sweetheart is still alive today."

"...What does this mean?"

"I've roughly read some research data from more than ten years ago. The side effects of the drug are very serious. Basically, all the experiments... all the people died within two years, and they would not survive more than two months after being rescued."

Hearing this description again, Edogawa Conan came to his senses and found that he was sweating coldly. He felt his heart skip a beat, and he didn't know how long it took him to find his voice again, "But... but he... has already..."

"Yeah, this can be called a miracle. If the organization finds out..." The girl lowered her voice when she said this, "I think it would be better for you to let him hide his conspicuous white hair."

"Well, I'll talk to Brother Asari." He frowned, and then he spoke again after careful consideration, "Haibara, can you make an antidote for this?"

"You really know how to cause me trouble, great detective." The sound of keyboard tapping came from the other side again. After a long time, the girl stopped and said, "I need his blood and hair samples."

"Yes, yes - I'll find a way." Edogawa Conan instantly understood what the other party meant, and his tone became much lighter. After thanking her and hanging up the phone, his eyebrows that had been locked all the time also relaxed.

In any case, as long as there is hope to help Xiao Wu cure those side effects, it's a good thing. As for the matter of hair color, I have to go back and discuss it with Brother Asari.

As for the research on the antidote, I still have to talk to Brother Asari, and it has to be done when Asuka Wu understands the situation and is willing.

After thinking about this, Conan Edogawa frowned and left the corridor. When he returned to the lobby, he saw Suzuki Sonoko, who had just hurriedly gone to get something, talking to Ran Maori.

"Sister Xiaolan, Sister Yuanzi, what are you talking about?"

"It's Conan." The short-haired girl who was talking to Ran Maori turned her head to look at the boy who was not as tall as her thigh, took out a ticket from her hand and handed it to him, "This is yours."

"This is..." Conan Edogawa lowered his head and looked at the ticket in his hand. It was a very textured hard card with a very unique design. A silver line diagonally divided the card surface into two halves from the middle, one half was black and the other half was white. The white half had a strong color, while the black half was all black, white and gray.

The boy held up the card and looked at it for a long time, then subconsciously read out the introduction on it, "...art exhibition, March 12."

"This is the ticket the organizer gave to Suzuki Zainichi, but I've been hesitant about whether to invite you to go with me." Suzuki Sonoko crossed her arms and said awkwardly, "It is said that the theme of this exhibition is color, and the organizer has made a device that can affect the surrounding colors by changing the way light is refracted, so that exhibitors can understand...the world through the eyes of color-blind people."

Both of them were stunned.

Conan Edogawa looked up at the two of them and asked in confusion, "You guys have already decided to take Kirito to... an art exhibition?"

"Yes." The long-haired girl squatted down and explained in a low voice, "Do you remember what happened when Kirito was in the studio? He was painting a piece for a competition in March, and we were thinking about how to celebrate him in March, and we finally decided on an art exhibition...but we didn't expect that Sonoko would choose this theme."

The boy quickly recalled the two of them leaving the ward with strange expressions.

It turned out that the two of them were planning this at the time. It was only September, but they were still thinking about something that would happen so long in the future, which made him think for a long time.

"But with this theme, I'm afraid Kirito won't be happy." Suzuki Sonoko smiled, "I forgot about it these days, and it was only when Xiaolan said that she wanted to see what Kirito sees the world like that I remembered it."

Edogawa Conan laughed and said seriously, "I think Kirito will like this gift very much."

"Huh?" Maori Ran quickly lowered her head and looked at the boy who was always the first to notice the problem, "Why do you think so, Conan?"

"Because I think Brother Komiri really wants to be the same as everyone else... No, I can't say the same, but I want to be more ordinary." The boy laughed, "He likes the performances of the drama club, and he seems very happy to be dragged to those weird exhibitions. I think it may be because no matter whether it is an actor who needs to dress up exaggeratedly or an artist who likes to dye his hair, white hair will make him look less noticeable, which can make him who is always under the spotlight relax a lot?"

"That's true..." Suzuki Sonoko thought about it, and her eyes lit up, "It seems that I got the right tickets!"

"But... I always feel like something is missing." Mao Lilan put her finger on her chin and whispered, "Because last year, wasn't Xiao Wu's birthday at the amusement park? Who knew that there would be a homicide case. When Shinichi and his family solved the case and went back to book a restaurant, it was closed. Although we had dinner at Asari's house afterwards, I still feel a little regretful, so I want to make up for it together."

"Is there anything that Xiao Wu likes?" The short-haired girl also put away her excited expression just now, and thought hard together, "He likes sweets... But if we prepare a big box of chocolates or something like that for this guy, it feels too perfunctory. What else does he like besides this?"

"I see, Kiri-chan... brother seems to like snow scenes very much." Edogawa Conan tiptoed and tried to join the conversation between the two, "When it snows, he will paint snow scenes all day long."

"Yes..."

"No, how did you know that, little kid?" Suzuki Sonoko raised an eyebrow, lowered her head and looked around at each other, "You know so much..."

"No, no, no, no! It's... it was Shinichi brother who told me." The boy's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and he quickly waved his hand to deny it.

"But what about the snow scene? Where does snow come from in March? Let's put some scraps of paper on the door, and as soon as he opens it, it will fall down with a 'bang'. It will definitely be a big surprise!"

It should be a big surprise...

Edogawa Conan's eyes twitched, he cleared his throat and said, "I was thinking, maybe Brother Kiri doesn't like snowy days, but..."

The two girls blinked, squatted down and listened to the little boy's guess, "If we think in this direction, can we ......"

After the three of them stood up after discussing together, their eyes sparkled. They looked at each other and said, "Let's do it!"

The whispers of discussion made Hagiwara Kenji, who was passing by, smile for the first time today. He turned his head and looked upstairs. There was no sound from the third floor. Before, Tsukiyama Chao went upstairs with a single lunch. When he came out, he specifically asked him to have a good rest. The man with half-long hair gave up the idea of ​​going to see Asuka Kiri's situation. Let

's wait a little longer...

With this thought in mind, the man felt that today was particularly long, but until the lights in the hotel were turned off and everyone else went back to sleep, there was no sound from the room with the door that had been tightly closed.

Kenji Hagihara turned over on the soft bed, finally realizing the fact that he had insomnia. He frowned because of his messy thoughts and the hot temperature in the room, so he decided to get up and go out to buy something to drink. He put

the coin into the vending machine, took out the juice he had just selected from the bottom, opened the pull ring of the can with one hand, and let the cold juice flow into his throat.

The irritating thirst finally dissipated a lot, and he was no longer sleepy for the time being. After throwing the empty can into the trash can in the corridor, he simply slowed down his pace, admired the many decorative paintings hanging in the corridor under the moonlight, and walked slowly towards his room.

Come to think of it... I wonder how Kirito is doing.

He hasn't left the house since the accident at midnight yesterday, and Tsukiyama Asari has brought him all three meals. Although Tsukiyama Asari, the only person who has entered Kirito's room, said that nothing happened when he was asked about the situation, it's inevitable that he's worried after not seeing him for a whole day.

He muttered to himself with some worry, and kept stopping when passing by the door of the boy's room.

He has known Kirito for seven years, from the explosion that made him a life prisoner in Kojinhei's place to now. In his impression, both the boy in the past and the boy now are taciturn, always with a wooden face but surprisingly gentle.

Because of her extremely light eye and hair color, and her expressionless face, whatever she does seems to be covered by a layer of mist. This is the first time that she has such obvious emotions.

Hagiwara Kenji thought about it, and felt that he was just like what Matsuda Jinpei said, that he was worried because he was "older". He would sooner or later become like the male mother in Tsukiyama Asari. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and continued to walk towards his room.

Just as he turned his head, a muffled sound suddenly came from the room, as if something had fallen to the ground. The man frowned instantly, knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu? What happened?!"

He listened for a while, but didn't hear any response. He was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. He quickly took out an ordinary long clip from his pocket and pried the door open.

"Xiao Wu?!"

After Hagiwara Kenji rushed into the room, he met the eyes of the boy lying on the ground. Asuka Wu had covered her eyes with her arms. Her groggy brain was just awakened by the knock on the door outside. When she was about to prop herself up from the ground to open the door, the guy outside actually pried the lock and came in.

Isn't this too skilled? !

The half-long-haired man came in and immediately locked onto Fei Niao Wu, who hadn't had time to get up from the ground. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the other party's accusatory gaze. He quickly smiled and changed the subject, "I...heard a noise coming from your room, and I was worried so I came to check it out."

Listening to his explanation, Fei Niao Wu couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The noise just now was not that loud, and the soundproofing of this hotel was pretty good. It was estimated that only those who were lying on the door of their own room could hear it. This guy was not sleeping in the middle of the night and was lingering at the door of his room. Isn't it too suspicious? !

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