Chapter 147 Birds and Light (1)

Winter also ended as quickly as this hot spring trip.

When the weather warmed up, the ice and snow melted, and the bright light green outside the window was lit up again, the two girls who had a big move on March 12th also became visibly anxious.

"Little brat!" On the other end of the phone, Suzuki Sonoko interrupted Mao Lilan's words, snatched the phone and said loudly, "Remember, take Xiao Wu to the destination immediately when the time comes. Xiao Lan and I will hide behind the door. You must not let him notice the movement around him. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, yes-" Edogawa Conan replied helplessly, "You have said it four times today, and there is no need to hide it from Brother Chao Li, when the time comes..."

"What do you know, they see each other every day, what if Brother Chao Li lets it slip." The girl puffed up her cheeks and retorted.

Oh, it's like we don't see Xiao Wu every day. The boy curved his half-moon eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

I don't have any problem here, I'll thank God if you two don't mess it up.

"I'll leave it to Conan tonight... Asari-san!" Ran Mouri's unfinished words were interrupted by the car that had already stopped in front of her. She quickly changed the subject and said in a panic, "Asari-san is here to pick us up. Conan, see you in the car later."

"Okay, Xiaolan-sister, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Edogawa Conan felt something was wrong. When he turned around, the three children next to him all cast a resentful look at him.

"I'm so jealous, Conan can go to such an amazing place to play." Yoshida Ayumi said with a puffed face. She was still holding the game controller in her hand, and was squeezed on the sofa in Dr. Agasa's house with two other friends.

"Yeah, I wonder what delicious food will be in there." Kojima Genta looked up and thought, "Will there be eel rice?"

"Come on - it's just an art exhibition, where does the eel rice come from?" Edogawa Conan waved his hand quickly, "Besides, you guys are not interested in this kind of activity, it's just taking a walk and looking at the paintings hanging on the wall."

"What? What's so good about the paintings? There's no Kamen Rider?" Kojima Genta instantly turned his attention back to the screen in front of him, "It's really boring, I think it's better for us to play games at the doctor's house."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya saw the game restarted on the screen, turned around and said, "Genta! You've played three games in a row, it's my turn."

"Right away, right away..." The chubby boy was excitedly pressing the game controller in his hand, but the game screen suddenly froze, "What's wrong with this controller?"

"Hey, is it stuck?"

The three children gathered around to study the controller. Someone pulled the control handle hard and broke it.

"Doctor..." Ayumi Yoshida lowered her eyes, looked at the broken controller in her hand and said apologetically, "We broke the controller made by the doctor."

"We can't play it now."

"It's okay." Dr. Agasa just came over with some fruit. He soothed the controllers in the hands of several people, "I have a lot of replacement parts here, and it will be fixed in a while. Let's eat fruit and watch TV first."

"Okay..."

Hey, are you pampering them too much? Conan Edogawa held his head and said helplessly. He took the remote control and exited the game interface. Before he could change the channel, he was attracted by the photo on the screen.

The host faced the screen, and next to him was a ID photo. In the photo, a boy with a strange hair color was facing the camera, and he looked very unhappy about being photographed.

"So far, three students and teachers from the art academy have been killed. The scene of the last victim's murder..." The female host turned a page of the script in her hand, "Left behind a death message, a hyacinth painted with purple paint..."

This case happened during the period after Xiao Wu participated in the art exhibition, and there was this death message, what exactly does it mean...

Conan Edogawa sank his face, turned the screen back a little, and reviewed the details just reported.

"Edogawa."

The boy looked in the direction of the voice. For the first time in the past few months, Haibara Ai appeared in the living room early in the morning. The brown-haired girl was holding a cup of coffee.

The porcelain cup was placed on the table, making a slight crisp sound. She waved at the little detective who was looking over. The thing in her hand was a small box.

"This is..." Conan Edogawa jumped up from his chair instantly, his eyes wide open, he ran over and reached out to take the box from the girl's hand, but stopped halfway, waiting for the other party to put the medicine box properly in his hand, as if there was something inside that would break if shaken, "Have you developed an antidote?!"

The boy lowered his head and opened the small metal box in his hand, there was only a light blue capsule in it, almost glowing in the dim room.

"To be precise, this is not an antidote." Haibara Ai took a sip of coffee. Her eyes were dark blue and she looked like she hadn't had a good rest for a long time. "It can only temporarily restore his color perception. As for pain perception... we don't know the effect yet."

"Temporarily?"

"Yeah, about half an hour."

"That's not bad." Edogawa Conan had a happy look on his face. He looked carefully at the capsule of the strange color and thanked him earnestly. "Thank you for your hard work."

Haibara Ai glanced at him and said nothing. She just turned her eyes to Dr. Agasa, who was frying donuts for the children while waiting for the glue in the game controller to dry up. Her voice was full of warnings, "Doctor."

"It won't be a problem if you eat a little..." The white-bearded old man, who had already stretched out his finger to the donut sprinkled with icing sugar beside him, quickly withdrew his hand and said with a smile. He placed the plate of donuts on the table and instantly received the admiration of other children.

Seeing that Kojima Genta couldn't wait to pick up one and put it in his mouth, Dr. Agasa quickly interrupted him, "Wait a minute! Before eating the donuts, let's do the guessing game that everyone is looking forward to!"

"No way - another guessing game." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's eyebrows wrinkled, "But I'm wearing very little today."

"Me too." Yoshida Ayumi wrapped her single coat a little tighter, "I don't want to listen to the doctor's riddles at this time."

Dr. Agasa was obviously not discouraged by their complaints. He put his hands behind his back and coughed twice, "Listen carefully, when will you not run away even if you hear an explosion?"

"He didn't run away even after hearing the explosion..." Kojima Motota frowned, "Was he knocked unconscious? Or did he fall asleep?" Tsuburaya

Mitsuhiko whispered, "Only an idiot wouldn't run away at this time. Is the exit blocked?"

"I know!" Yoshida Ayumi, who was originally thinking about something with her head down, raised her head and said loudly, "It was when watching fireworks, right? Because the sound of fireworks is very similar to explosions! In the TV show I watched yesterday, the hero confessed to the heroine under the fireworks."

"Bingo! You guessed it right, it was when watching fireworks!"

"Speaking of fireworks reminds me of the summer festival. I haven't watched fireworks for a long time." After knowing that she guessed correctly, Yoshida Ayumi cheered softly, "Let's go together then. By the way, I haven't watched fireworks with Ai at the summer festival. The fireworks at the summer festival are always super beautiful."

Hearing her name being mentioned, Haibara Ai crossed her arms across her chest. Her originally relaxed expression suddenly became clear again after she thought of something, "I'm not interested in fireworks."

"As in fairy tales, the most brilliant moment for something is when it is dying... I don't know how many times I can see that fleeting sad scene that illuminates the darkness again in my lifetime."

Hey... you really know how to ruin the atmosphere.

Conan Edogawa looked at the other person's expression, but still kept the question in his heart. At this moment, Tsukiyama Asari sent him a text message asking him to go out. The little boy simply put on his coat, typed a reply on his mobile phone, and prepared to go out, "Then I'll go first." "

...Wait a minute."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Haibara Ai hesitated and finally called him. The serious expression on the girl's face, which only appeared when it involved important matters, made Conan Edogawa stop quickly, and the two of them walked to the side of the open kitchen without anyone else noticing.

"The types of drugs he injected were very mixed. I did a lot of experiments with the blood and hair samples you provided. He has a strong resistance to drugs containing such ingredients. The dosage in this capsule is four times that of the antidote of the drug you took, but the estimated effective time is no more than half an hour, and..."

After the girl said this, she spoke a long paragraph full of professional terms. Seeing that the other party looked like she didn't understand at all, Huihara Ai pursed her lips and changed her way of expression, "In other words, there is a monster in his body that was cultivated in an experiment more than ten years ago. It will devour a lot of energy and will evolve corresponding resistance after absorbing the drug."

Conan Edogawa was stunned.

Asuka Kirito has indeed been eating a lot, but he is still thin. Suzuki Sonoko doesn't know how many times he has complained about this with envy. As for drug resistance.

The first time he saw her taking medicine was during the hot spring trip. During the hospitalization, he never felt sleepy again after taking the antipyretic medicine that Date Kou gave him.

"What do you mean..."

"He is different from you, great detective." Huibara Ai picked up the coffee cup without looking into her eyes. "This is his only chance, only thirty minutes, or maybe less than thirty minutes. I advise you to consider whether to give him this medicine. This kind of short-lived thing is more painful than never having it at all."

After saying that, the brown-haired girl simply walked back to her room with the coffee cup. She didn't know when a framed painting was placed on her large bookshelf, which originally had many obscure and difficult-to-understand books. The girl reached out to take it down, opened the frame skillfully, turned to the back, and hesitantly touched the line of words that were already a little smudged with her fingertips.

It was just a few simple words of advice, but it seemed to bring her back to the ship that had long been lost in the sea, or to the afternoon long ago when she could freely build snowmen in the courtyard.

The girl stared at the portrait for a while.

She actually didn't have so much time to research new drugs and develop an antidote for a disease and a person that theoretically had nothing to do with her, but...

At first, as a former researcher of the organization, Huihara Ai was just curious about this miracle who could survive to this day. She tried to study the blood samples, but she didn't expect to find something familiar in it.

It was the reliever that Yutani Mia had been injecting.

It must have happened a long, long time ago. The drug residue is so little that it is almost inaudible. If she was not so familiar with this drug, she would not have noticed this insignificant thing.

The drug can counteract a part of the injected test drug. In other words, as a rare and relatively successful experimental subject, this drug can protect him from dying so quickly. Except for Yutani Mia, Vermode, and Gin who was later "given" the dream drug, other experimental subjects in the same organization as white mice cannot obtain this drug. The fact that

Asuka Kiri was the only one alive among the children rescued from the illegal laboratory has a lot to do with the fact that he had been injected with this drug.

But... where did he get the reliever?

"Could it be... you?" Huihara Ai looked at the line of words and asked in a low voice.

There was not even an echo in the empty bedroom, but she remembered the detailed data about the other person's body that she had seen in the laboratory. The year before she and Yu Gu Miao actually met, that is, the second year after Asuka Kiri was sent to the orphanage, Yu Gu Miao suffered severe complications due to failure to inject the reliever on time, and almost died on the organization's test bench.

That time he was not in Boston where he lived all year round, but was on a mission in Japan. The reason recorded in the report was that the reliever was broken during the mission.

If this was not the case, but he saw a child in the orphanage who was about to die of an experimental disease, and used the medicine he carried with him to keep the child alive and well until now.

...Why did he go to the orphanage.

This question is not difficult to answer. Haibara Ai put her portrait back neatly into the frame in front of her and quickly gave the answer.

Yutani Mia went to see her brother.

Maybe she just stood outside the tall iron railings of the orphanage, watching the lights inside go from bright to dim, and then walked along the path illuminated by the moonlight and returned to her own world.

.

Yutani Mia took a sip of the wine, and then put the glass aside, which had hardly changed at all.

He just had an inexplicable bad feeling. The last time he had this premonition was when he was in the villa and passively completed the relevant character settings according to the logic of the world, and when Edogawa Conan was looking at the wall full of words in silence.

It won't come again, right?

Unfortunately, this is a real theater version, and unlike other cases on the cruise ship where everything will be immediately published in the comics, it is estimated that the forum will have corresponding discussions only after everything is over.

Really...what happened just now!

The man narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his cold gray eyes. He put the glass on the bar with a little force. The bartender, who was not one of the few who knew the annoying device in his teeth, thought that this glass of wine was not to the appetite of the adult in front of him, and apologized repeatedly and tremblingly made another glass.

The bar was deserted in the early morning, and with the presence of the notorious murderer Yu Gu Miao, the bar, which was originally sparsely populated, became even quieter. Only the man with gray hair next to him drank the wine in his hand, smiled and looked at him, "Cointreau."

Yu Gu Miao turned to look at today's "collaborator", the experimenter of the organization.

The organization really attaches great importance to finding experimental subjects. Even though no one believes that the experimental subject of "Go Yan Can Chuan" who was rescued from the laboratory by the police more than ten years ago is still alive, they still provided him with funds and personnel for the search, and even asked Gin and him to come to meet him.

He can understand that Gin, a model worker, is doing this, after all, this guy does everything, but why did they call him here as well.

As a member of the assassination team, I won't become a new model worker who does everything, right?

But it doesn't matter. If the guy next to me who seems to have a weird brain finds Asuka Kirito, I'm doomed. I can still deal with him if I'm here. It would be best if Gin, who is suspicious, adds another "ghost" of the organization to his hands. He has done a lot of this anyway.

Now the only hope is that this rumored abnormal geek can at least act a little more normal in front of me.

The man, who was not very old, had messy hair that was half white. He looked down from the red lips of the man in front of him. After looking at him for a long time, he said in an admiring tone, "I have always been interested in the way you look lying on the laboratory table. Unfortunately, this is not my mission. It is a pity that I cannot study it myself. The feeling of injecting the needle into your veins must be very wonderful."

... Take it back. This guy is very abnormal in his mind whether in the laboratory or outside.

Yu Gu Miao rolled his eyes obscurely, "I am also interested in the way you look when your throat is cut by a dagger."

He couldn't remember the other party's code name, but it was not necessary. The black-haired man picked up the wine glass in front of him with his gloved hands. The light golden liquid in it was almost shining like stars under the light.

The cold wine glass was against his lips, and the unique aroma of the wine instantly lingered at the tip of his nose. He took a sip, but because he couldn't put this glass of excellent wine, which was excellent in both taste and preparation, into his mouth, his mood became even worse.

The gaze of the man next to him that was glued to him was really uncomfortable. Anyway, he didn't have to act with that guy, so he might as well leave first.

He simply put the money under the wine glass, stood up and left the bar that served as the handover point for the mission.

Looking at the back of Cointreau leaving, and then looking at the two glasses of wine in front of him that the other party took a sip and put down, the bartender who had been in the industry for more than 20 years looked around, and finally couldn't help but pick up one of the glasses, poured a little into his own tasting glass, and then tasted it carefully.

There's nothing wrong with the taste... right?

But, looking at the reaction of Cointreau, it is so unpalatable that I put it down after taking a sip!

Is there something wrong with my taste, and has my craft regressed to this extent?

Looking at the two glasses of wine in front of him, the bartender poured out all the wine, and then fell into a deep isolation.

Tsukiyama Asari noticed at first sight that Edogawa Conan was not in a good mood.

It was a bit problematic to come out so late after sending the message. This little detective is not the kind of guy who would dawdle when he knew that someone was waiting for him outside.

What happened?

The man simply squatted down, put his somewhat cold hand on the other's forehead, and asked softly, "What happened, Conan."

Edogawa Conan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, nothing! Really! Let's go, Brother Chaori."

That means something must have happened. Tsukiyama Chaori stroked his chin and wondered, just now he suddenly felt something was wrong with Yutani Misaki, could it be that he was just imagining things?

He opened the car door, let the little detective sit in the back seat, and when he turned to the driver's seat, Asuka Kiri turned around from the passenger seat to greet the boy who had just got in the car.

"Good morning, Brother Kiri." Edogawa Conan stiffened his body instantly, and received a puzzled glance from Asuka Kiri and the winks from the two girls next to him.

It seems to be related to Asuka Kiri.

Tsukiyama Asari saw the three people huddled together and making faces from the rearview mirror, and his original worried mood disappeared instantly. The man couldn't help but smile and turned his head to concentrate on observing the road conditions.

It seems that something has been prepared for Kiri. It turns out that Kudo Shinichi can't help but show his hand in this situation. I thought he would be much calmer than the two girls next to him who can tell at a glance what they have to do today. Now it seems that he is similar to them.

"Speaking of which, why has Kiri been wearing a hat recently?" After exchanging glances with Edogawa Conan, Suzuki Sonoko turned the topic to the white-haired boy in front.

Today, Asuka Mizuki tied up her long white hair into a small bun at the back of her head, and covered it with a light-colored hat of the same color as her coat.

Upon hearing this, Tsukiyama Asari and Asuka Mizuki twitched their lips in sync.

What can we do? I had been thinking of dyeing my hair, which was so obvious that it could be used as a target, into ordinary black, but as soon as I went to the hair dye shop, something would happen. Either my car broke down or something unexpected happened on the way and the road was blocked, or the hair dye in the hair dye shop suddenly disappeared overnight, or an accident happened just when I was about to dye my hair. It was clear that the world consciousness did not want Asuka Mizuki to change her personality with white hair.

Later, he also bought hair dye and other things by himself, but all the accidents went wrong, even shaving his head didn't work! Tsukiyama Asari tried for who knows how long, and finally gave up after the helpless explanation of the system. [

If she could change her hairstyle, Haibara Ai would have changed her short brown hair that had remained the same since she was a child. Think about who has changed their hairstyle in comics until now.]

Unexpectedly, the only thing she did in the end was to wear a hat... It was a bit strange to wear a hat to see an art exhibition indoors.

Tsukiyama Asari's original worries disappeared completely after entering the venue. He looked at the colorful hair and messy clothes, and almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

"Hehe." Suzuki Sonoko looked at the surprised expressions of the crowd and said with a smile, "In addition to the sponsoring financiers, the tickets for this exhibition are also for famous painters and their students. After all, they are artists, so it shouldn't be strange to dress like this."

Asuka Kiri looked around carefully. For the first time, she felt that her dress and hair were so... ordinary.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Suzuki?" While the few people were chatting, a young woman with a work ID hanging on her chest came over. She pushed her glasses and said with a smile, "My name is Kikuchi, and I am Mr. Kubo's personal secretary. I am mainly responsible for the reception work this time. Please follow me."

Secretary Kikuchi led them into the exhibition venue. As soon as they entered, they saw a huge and colorful painting. Mao Li Ran exclaimed in a low voice, "Is it the work of that retired painter?"

"Yes, because Mr. Kubo and the painter are old friends, we are fortunate to borrow this painting for the exhibition. Please go this way."

"Speaking of which, I heard that there will be two exhibition areas this time, with different themes." After carefully looking at every painting along the way, Tsukiyama Asari asked, "I wonder when the second exhibition area will be open."

"No, all our exhibition areas are open now. As for the two themes, please take this first." Hearing this, Secretary Kikuchi smiled and led them to the destination not far away.

It was the center of the first floor of the exhibition, but there were no paintings or decorations. Instead, there were many things in boxes that looked like goggles in the middle.

Edogawa Conan looked around and found that many people had already put on the goggles. Even if some people didn't wear them, they were holding them in their hands.

"Big sister, what is this?"

"Please take it first." Secretary Kikuchi distributed something like goggles to the people in front of her, and then responded to the little boy's question, "This is the most important prop in the [Long Night] exhibition area. Here, little friend, this is a style for children under twelve years old."

"Thank you, sister." Edogawa Conan thanked her and took the goggles, which were obviously smaller in size, and gestured in front of him. Looking through the transparent lenses, there was no difference from before.

Compared to the boy's cautious actions, Suzuki Sonoko directly put the goggles on her head. The lens of this special prop is framed by a rectangular frame, which looks like something that a character in a science fiction movie would wear. "It looks pretty cool!"

"It won't work now. When the time comes, Mr. Kubo will activate this special prop uniformly." Secretary Kikuchi smiled and said, "After the goggles developed by this company are activated, they will adjust the refraction position of light, so that all scenes in the wearer's field of vision will appear in different colors than usual." Edogawa Conan shook the

goggles in his hand and understood instantly. It turned out that this was the prop that Sonoko mentioned before, which was made by that company and can adjust the color sense through light.

Asuka Mizuki's hand holding the goggles paused, he blinked, and looked up at the other party, "Excuse me, are there any works by those gentlemen in the exhibition hall on the second floor?"

Hearing the names he said, Miss Kikuchi covered her mouth in surprise, "Sir, you are really amazing, there are indeed their works in the exhibition hall." "

Huh?" Edogawa Conan was almost overwhelmed by this series of names. He only had a simple understanding of painting because of his childhood interest, and most of the painters he knew were relatively famous, but he had never heard of these names, "What type of paintings are they?"

"They are rather 'weird' paintings." The secretary explained, "Because these painters all have defects in color, their painting styles are not accepted by everyone. In fact, all the paintings in the exhibition hall on the second floor are of this type. And this pair of glasses will also transition from simulating partial color blindness to full color blindness, showing everyone the unique world and paintings in the eyes of these painters in all directions."

"You talk too much, Kikuchi."

A voice with a hint of anger came from the side, and several people turned their heads to look, only to see that the person coming was a tall and thin man under 40 years old, with half-long hair dyed brown, and a very 'artist' style, but he was wearing a suit that was incompatible with the other people at the exhibition, and it was very strange to match the artistic hairstyle.

"Sorry, Mr. Kubo." Secretary Kikuchi apologized quickly.

"No, forget it. It doesn't matter if I say it now. I think Ms. Suzuki already knows about it." Kubo Man turned his gaze to Mao Li Ran and the others, and his angry expression just now eased. "Anyway, you are welcome to visit the exhibition."

Mao Li Ran looked at him, "Mr. Kubo, how did you come up with the idea for this exhibition?"

After saying that, the girl seemed to feel that her question was a little unpredictable. She blushed slightly and whispered, "Because the design this time is very interesting, so I think..."

"This question..." Kubo Man laughed heartily a few times and casually combed his hair behind his head, "Actually, it's because of a friend of mine."

"Friend?"

"Yes, he and I have been friends in the same school from high school to college. Because he was born with color blindness, his works are always quite unique. Influenced by him, I have always wanted to have the opportunity to collect all such paintings, and... every time I see such paintings, I have an idea."

The long-haired man thought for a while and smiled, "'What is the world like in their eyes?' I didn't expect that it took two years to finally develop these special goggles."

"So that's how it is." Hearing this idea that was similar to her own, Mao Li Ran couldn't help but smile.

"Everyone can put on the goggles first." Secretary Kikuchi said at this time, "Because there are a lot of devices inside, the goggles are thicker than ordinary ones around, which will block a certain amount of vision and affect movement. It will be safer to get used to the feeling of wearing goggles before adjusting the color."

"Okay--"

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu?"

Asuka Wu was about to put on the goggles when he was interrupted by the shout of the girl next to him who had already put on the special glasses. When he turned around, he met the other party's tentative gaze.

The white-haired boy softened his expression and said seriously, "Thank you."

A variety of strange hair colors, artists wearing hats and hoods, and even staring at the huge wreath, and even the same black and white scenery that everyone saw not long after.

This was probably the first time he experienced what it felt like to be "ordinary." He would not be looked at with mixed emotions in a crowd, nor would he swallow all words about the scene or color because he did not want the people around him to worry about his different perspective. It was like a sense of relief that a huge rock that had been pressing on his chest had been removed.

Seeing his expression, Suzuki Sonoko was obviously relieved. She patted her chest and smiled, "I'm glad you like it. I've always been worried that you would feel... a little offended? Anyway, something like that."

"No." He smiled a little, although others could not notice the arc of his mouth that could not be seen for a long time.

Asuka Mizuki was about to put on the goggles in his hand, but he was interrupted by another person.

Kubo took the goggles from his hand and looked down at the boy who was not much shorter than him. His expression was a little complicated when he lowered his eyes. "Are you Xiao Wu?"

"...Do you know me?" The white-haired boy asked back with his eyes slightly widened.

"A teacher I know once mentioned you. I also saw your work in the previous competition. Congratulations, you won first place."

Conan Edogawa looked over when he heard this, and subconsciously recalled the roar of Ran Mori after he said on the phone in the voice of Kudo Shinichi that he was busy and could not attend the celebration party for Kogiri.

He felt that if he dared to show up in front of her this month, his legs would be broken...

The little boy shuddered instantly, and lowered his head with a guilty conscience, but he saw that while Kuboman was talking, the hand holding the goggles quickly pressed something on the inside, and then quickly took out a small black object from inside and put it in his pocket.

...What is this?

Before Edogawa Conan could find any ideas, Kubo raised the goggles in his hand, and gently put them on the head of the white-haired boy in front of him. After adjusting the tightness, he tidied up the white hair that was pressed down, took the hat from the other party, and put it on him properly.

"Thank you." Asuka Mizuki was confused by the other party's actions, so he could only stand there and let the other party do it. He waited until the other party put down his hand before whispering thank you.

"Enjoy it." Kubo touched his hat, "See you tonight."

Tsukiyama Asari watched from the side for a while, and inexplicably felt that his actions were done by others first.

Is this guy trying to steal my brother?

What did he just take out?

Conan Edogawa hesitated and didn't put on the goggles in his hand like the others. After waiting for the others to finish talking, he gently tugged at the tall Kubo Man and whispered, "Uncle."

Looking down and seeing the little boy looking for him, the man motioned Secretary Kikuchi to continue introducing the exhibition hall to the others, then squatted down and asked, "Little brother, what can I do for you?"

"Uncle, I just saw you take something from next to these glasses." The little boy looked up and asked in a sweet childish voice. He held up the smaller goggles in his hand to the other party, "It's the small thing taken out from here."

Kuboman was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party was referring to. He looked around and made sure that everyone else was listening carefully to Secretary Kikuchi's explanation before moving closer and whispering, "It's the core device of this goggles. I think..."

Not knowing whether he should tell this to a child, the man paused, then spoke, "Your white-haired brother is not very sensitive to colors, right?"

"...Hmm?" Edogawa Conan blinked and nodded slightly, "How did uncle know?"

"Because his painting style is very similar to my friend...so I thought, they both should have small problems in this area." Kubo Manayu smiled at the boy in a low voice, then made a confidential gesture with his finger at his lips, "Because this is controlled in a unified way, the laser inside will cause certain stimulation to the eyes when it is turned on, and their eyes should be more sensitive, so I think it is better to remove this."

"So that's the case." The boy temporarily accepted this reason and hid the last bit of doubt in his heart. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the thing in his hand. There was a hidden gap next to the goggles. The other party should have opened the goggles from here just now.

Conan Edogawa secretly tried it and found that it was easy to pry open. The small thing inside was similar to what he had seen in Dr. Agasa's laboratory, but this one was more sophisticated and complicated.

It seemed that there was no problem...

When he looked up again, Kubo had taken a pair of goggles that Secretary Kikuchi had taken from the shelf next to him and put them on his face properly.

Is this a sequelae of the training with Mr. Suemitsu?

Conan Edogawa thought to himself and put on the goggles in his hand. At the moment of putting them on, the originally loose straps were quickly tightened and adjusted, and they were worn on his face tightly.

"Ms. Kikuchi, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll go check the situation on the second floor." After putting on the watch, Kubo looked down at the watch on his wrist, and said hello to a few people before leaving.

"Second floor?" Mao Lilan couldn't help asking.

The exhibition was held on the top floor of a newly built skyscraper in the suburbs of Beika Town. This exhibition was also the opening of the skyscraper.