Chapter 159: Asuka and Hikari

What is going on now?

Asuka Kiri secretly glanced at the room with her peripheral vision. It was as if there were two hundred white-haired boys running and shouting in her heart, grabbing their hair, just like the look of a certain famous detective who had shrunk and collapsed.

The expressions of Hagiwara Kenji and the others showed that they had read his new script at some point, but as the protagonist himself, he did not receive any notice!

Not a single bit, okay!

Please, if there is a new script, at least tell me first, this person at that time? And this time it is a complete theater version, he can't even see what happened before on the forum and what everyone's reaction is now.

The white-haired boy was silent for a moment, not knowing what expression to make. The blood on his face felt uncomfortable, so he simply wiped the blood off his cheek with the back of his right hand holding the dagger.

Halfway through, the boy realized that his hand holding the knife must be covered with warm blood just like the dagger, and he probably made his cheek even messier when he wiped it.

He put his hand down hesitantly, subconsciously recalling what he had heard before, and wanted to analyze the current situation.

Asuka Mizuki was just focusing on dealing with the gangsters and Secretary Kikuchi who were gathered around a communicator and making a lot of noise at the door. The voices inside were low, so he only heard the last few words that Bommer said.

It seemed like he was talking about Asuka Mizuki and 124? Anyway, he is 124 now... There should be no need to explain if he does anything out of line.

Then beat that guy up first, force him to tell you the location of the control panel, and then send everyone out safely!

While he was thinking, he didn't notice that the eyes of other people in the exhibition hall were on him. The hoarse screams in the corridor were infinitely amplified, and the situation outside the corridor could almost be glimpsed from these endless cries of pain.

Hagiwara Kenji opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to call out "Xiaowu", but the boy's unfamiliar expression was obviously very different from the gentle and reserved child in his memory.

With the help of the police, another building urgently installed lighting. The not-so-bright light was reflected into the dim exhibition hall by the bricks and tiles on the nearly collapsed building not far away and the debris everywhere, casting a cool and soft white light like moonlight in the room.

Under everyone's gaze, it seemed as if he had just come out of an extremely dark place and had not yet adapted to the slightly bright exhibition hall. The boy kept squinting because of the light that happened to fall on his right eye, and the rest of his face was even more unclear because of the background of this light.

"Long time no see. Although we met not long ago, I know that was not you." Bomore couldn't help laughing. His words with a strange ending sounded particularly harsh in the empty exhibition hall. The man squinted his eyes and looked the other person up and down, and read out the name that could not be called a name, "...124."

When this name came out, it was like pressing a button on some extraordinary mechanism. The young man who was called by him subconsciously took a step back slightly and made a posture full of defense and vigilance. He bared his teeth slightly, revealing the sharp tips of his canine teeth, and a threatening sound faintly came from his throat, like a little beast that wanted to threaten the attacker.

As he moved, Asuka Kiri tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand, and he also let go of his left hand that was originally supporting the wall. When his left hand dropped, the gun body hit somewhere, making a teeth-grinding metallic collision sound.

"Wait..." Edogawa Conan immediately realized what he wanted to do, but before he could finish the weak word of dissuasion, he felt a flash before his eyes.

The white-haired boy moved so fast that he even had some residual wind.

He used his uninjured foot to push back on the ground for support, and soon used the force to almost eject himself. The injured foot seemed to be able to be tormented at will because it did not hurt, and he stomped heavily on the ground a few times.

After putting the weight of his entire body on the injured foot for the first time, the hastily bandaged ankle immediately bleeds, leaving half a wet blood mark with the sole imprint on the ground where the injured left foot stepped.

His movements are familiar.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and almost immediately recalled the killer wearing glasses who rushed over with two knives on the cruise ship.

Their two offensive movements are subtly similar, but also obviously different. Fei Niao Wu's movements are obviously not as mature as those of the experienced code member. He can't control his strength. In addition, he has a slender body and does not have thin muscles with explosive power. Every attack seems to be done with all his strength, but his advantage is flexibility.

Every movement of the white-haired boy carried a bit of animal savagery, but it was not obvious, just like the sound that just came out of his throat subconsciously to intimidate others.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he knocked Bomor, who had been talking nonstop, to the ground in front of everyone. He

was indeed knocked down.

The moment Fei Niao Wu approached Bomor, he immediately knocked out the gun in his hand with his elbow, and then raised his fist and hit the man's side face firmly, knocking him directly to the ground.

The back of the man's head hit the ground, making a loud noise, and his originally chattering mouth finally stopped at this moment, as if he was stunned and had not yet reacted.

In such a breathtaking scene, even Edogawa Conan didn't know whether he should stop it or let it go. Only Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the worried expressions of the others, and sighed in his heart subconsciously.

It was really a good fight.

Hagiwara Kenji completely forgot that he had been complained by his childhood sweethearts. If he really had a child, he would definitely be the kind of stupid father who would spoil his child to the point of lawlessness, and he took another big step forward on this road.

"Ahem..." After finally reacting, Bomor kept tilting his head and coughing. He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the person standing next to him who was completely different from before. Before he could say anything else, he was grabbed by the collar by the boy who was half squatting.

The next second, the blade flashing with cold light stood up in front of him.

"You know what I want to hear." Fei Niao Wu lowered his voice, not caring about the people present beside him, and threatened himself. He pressed the dagger down a little while speaking, so that the tip of the knife touched the upper corner of the man's eye, "Otherwise, I will dig your eyes out."

Threatening like this, he really used the tip of the knife to poke inside, and soon a small blood-red crack appeared in the corner of the other party's eye.

"Since I am here." Bomor choked out a few unclear laughs in his throat, "Some questions can be answered directly from you... You should know that death is not a big deal to me, at least not as important as the secret I want to know."

"Death is not a terrible thing." Fei Niao Wu narrowed his eyes, and finally some different emotions flashed in his cold eyes, "But I am willing to let you experience the feeling of being worse than death."

"What, do you want to torture me in front of your friends? Oh no... I said it wrong, it's Fei Niao Wu's friends." The researcher snorted and laughed, and after he came to his senses, he started chattering again, "But it's too late."

"Let me see what o'clock it is now... It will be eight o'clock in less than forty minutes. If it is not turned off after eight o'clock, the control panel will automatically detonate."

A confident smile appeared on his face.

"Are you sure you can interrogate them in such a short time and turn off the machine in time? But maybe you don't care. Those are Fei Niao Wu's friends and... family? They have nothing to do with you. 124 is not someone who can give up his life for the public interest. After all..."

"I have always been curious about a secret of yours. If you can give me the answer, not only can I give you the method of controlling the control panel, but also my life."

Asuka Kiri looked at the other party, and was speechless for a rare time. He didn't even know what secrets he had. If he had to say something, his biggest secret recently was probably that he secretly threw away all the vegetables prepared for him by Amuro Toru, who was helping to make school lunch boxes for Tsukiyama Asari who was busy recently. Sometimes he would even force them on Edogawa Conan...

uh... he also ate the cake stored in the freezer of the store. After he finished eating, he found out that it was prepared for the Junior Detective Team who would come in the afternoon, so he made a new one himself, but his sense of taste was already very problematic at that time, so he could only taste a little bit of it. He couldn't help but finish it mainly because he liked the cool taste of the cake.

I wonder if the cake that was made in the end, which had to be seasoned based on his feelings because it didn't taste good, will greatly damage Toru Amuro's reputation.

What else... Oh, right! When Kenji Hagiwara, Kou Date and Jinpei Matsuda came to visit as usual on the weekend, he also took the opportunity to help Jinpei Matsuda hang up his coat and replaced the cigarette box that Kasugawa Shugo still carried in his pocket with a flat replacement filled with candy sticks. If Jinpei Matsuda took out a cigarette while thinking about something subconsciously, he would probably not notice it until he put it in his mouth.

If it was in the busy Metropolitan Police Department, people would see this ace with the worst temper in the whole processing team holding a strawberry-flavored candy stick decorated with pink stripes. It would be a scene of social demise.

So I have a lot of secrets... But this researcher with a villainous face in front of me is definitely not asking about this.

As Fei Niao Wu thought, his eyes, which were originally obscured by Liu Hai, became darker. He looked at the other person gloomily from between his hair and nodded slightly as a response.

Seeing the other party nod, Bomor was completely attracted by the truth he was about to know, "Why, don't let them go out? This is a secret that cannot be heard by others, you first..."

The white-haired boy closed his eyes slightly, but did not loosen the knife in his hand against the researcher's eyes. When he was about to say something, he felt his wrist tightened, and turned his head to meet Edogawa Conan's slightly angry face.

"What are you thinking about!" He said angrily, as if he wanted to pull the boy to his side, "You have no responsibility to exchange your secrets with him! We must have other ways, and we don't need you to use this..."

Fei Niao Wu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that under this circumstance, this little guy actually wanted to help him keep his secret that he seemed reluctant to mention. He couldn't help but feel a little moved, but quickly restrained his expression.

This is the quickest way. They don't have much time to try other methods, and he doesn't care if he will be "discovered" of any secrets.

So the boy's face turned cold and he shook off the other's hand without hesitation.

Edogawa Conan was thrown to the ground in an instant. Before he could stand up, he leaned on his arms and looked at his strange childhood friend. He saw the man squatting on the ground and turning his head to look at him. This condescending posture made his already thin cheeks even sharp. There seemed to be a faint light in his eyes, and the words he uttered were colder than his expression, "Don't bother me." . "

After saying that, Asuka Kiri didn't even look at the boy's expression on the ground, but cast a sinister look at the few people standing there in a daze, with a tone of hostility in his voice, "Get out, all of you."

His small Adam's apple rolled up and down, and after he caught a glimpse of the two girls' eyes that were almost wet, he swallowed the hurtful word "get out".

"Xiao, Xiao Kiri..." Mao Li Ran subconsciously opened her mouth to say something, but Hagiwara Kenji grabbed her. The man was still able to remain calm in this situation, and quickly analyzed with reason that it would be the best situation for Asuka Kiri if they went out now.

Even if... the researcher actually wanted to lower his voice, in the exhibition hall without any sound insulation, the result would be the same whether in the corridor or in the exhibition hall.

They could definitely hear what uncomfortable words the researcher named Bomor would say.

"I'll go check on the gangster outside." Hagiwara Kenji spoke first, and after his eyes paused slightly on the boy's face, he walked out of the corridor.

Mao Lilan bit her lower lip, took a few steps to help the boy up, and whispered, "Conan... let's go out first."

"Ah... OK." Edogawa Conan was stunned for a while before he reacted. He stood up with the help of the long-haired girl. Suzuki Sonoko followed behind with a worried expression. When he was pulled away by the girl, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the boy who never looked at them again after saying that sentence. Just

now, Asuka Kiri... or 124, used the hand holding the knife to throw him aside, but when he moved, he subconsciously reversed the blade and aimed it at his wrist and arm. Obviously, when he pushed him, the force was so great that the blade rubbed a bloody mark on the boy's miserable arm, but he was not hurt by the dagger at all.

124 What exactly is...

After seeing that they all really left as the young man said, Bomore sighed softly and said with a smile, "It's really sad..." "

To make a long story short." Fei Niao Wu didn't have any patience to waste time with him.

"No, no, we'll have to talk about this slowly." Bomore lay on the ground, waved his hands at the boy in front of him, shook his head, and said, "I'm very curious about your current guardian. I happened to see the girl who was with you with a black-haired man in the surveillance, so I thought... he might be your guardian."

"It's a very familiar face. Although others may not be able to see it because of the goggles, I can see it at a glance..." He smiled, like a kid who got a candy that no one else had, "He looks like Cointreau, especially those eyes..."

Fei Niaowu calmed down completely.

The researcher in front of him knew too much. Although the only thing he had reported to the organization now was himself, the confirmed living subject, if he was allowed to get out alive... it would be like burying a time bomb.

No, it's okay if he can't talk.

"You know Cointreau. Yes, of course you know Cointreau. After all, you were considered by the organization to be the next Cointreau to be cultivated. It's impossible for you not to know him."

As Kenji Hagiwara expected, Bomor did not lower his voice, but was immersed in the answer he found.

"I remember it very clearly. There was one time... the only time. You did very well that day and completed the training very quickly. To reward you, I said I could fulfill one of your wishes, but you said..." The researcher raised his head slightly and recalled. When he said this, he suddenly smiled and said in a child's tone, "'Sir, my wish is the answer to a question.'"

The boy in the loose clothes raised his head. There was no emotion in his clear eyes. He was particularly calm among the other children who kept crying and shouting for their parents to save them because of the experiment.

'Since Cointreau and I are the same kind.' The boy blinked his eyes. There was a circle of red marks on his raised wrists from being tied up. The only bright color on his body was the bright red tie at his ankles. 'Why can he live? "

You are so smart, 124. You asked me why Cointreau was able to survive." Bommer remembered this incident which happened more than ten years ago very clearly. "I tell you, it is because he is valuable. The organization will do everything it can to retain valuable people. He is one of them, so he has a reliever given by the organization. If you inject the reliever, you can also survive."

"When you finally escaped from the organization, you found that this was far from over, right?"

Fei Niaowu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt that he seemed to understand what the other party wanted to say next. Hey,

hey, no way...

"All the children who were rescued like you died one by one. First they lost their sense of taste, then their sense of smell and vision. Before they died, they even lost their five senses. You could feel that your life was slipping away bit by bit, just like theirs. But at this time, you saw the man who looked like Cointreau."

When he said this, his expression was a little tangled, as if he was not sure, "Or, you had already come into contact with him at that time, and after others got into trouble one by one, you knew that this was the only way for you to survive. It's just a gamble."

If he lost the gamble, he would just lose his life like everyone else, but if he won, he could completely get rid of everything in the past, including those diseases that could take his life.

The remaining analgesia and total color blindness were the source of closure and pain for Fei Niao Wu, and were the biggest troubles. But for 124, they are much better than those symptoms that can kill people. They are just insignificant side effects.

"I have been very interested in Cointreau for a while. You probably can't understand the enthusiasm for that kind of research, so I conducted a very detailed investigation on it, but it would not leave any traces. I found a little thing that seemed useless at the time. When he occasionally performs a mission in a special location, he will not return to his safe house or base to rest immediately after completing it, but go to an orphanage."

Just go quietly, in the dark, covered with flowing moonlight, in an inconspicuous corner outside the gloomy courtyard of the orphanage, stand quietly against the wall all night, watching the warm yellow light inside light up and go out.

Occasionally, very occasionally, a black-haired boy would smile and answer the dean's request, run to the wide open window, take a close look at the neatly planted flowers and plants in the courtyard with his pink eyes, and then help close the window and seal it with an old-fashioned latch. After the window

was closed, the light only reflected the boy's slightly elongated shadow.

Tsukiyama Asari, who was only a dozen years old at the time, didn't know that his brother, whom his parents had been obsessed with finding all their lives, was standing outside with injuries all over his body, looking at him quietly.

These things that Tsukiyama Asari didn't know, Bomoer didn't know either. The only thing he could relate to was that maybe Jundu would go to see his relatives in the orphanage after completing his mission.

"And you, you found out, right? You found out that Cointreau would occasionally 'patronize' this other party, so you won the bet."

Bommer had no interest in Cointreau and his family. He just wanted to know how the experimental subject, who he had already determined to be dead, survived.

"I think the black-haired man who was dizzy because of your trick, must have cried very sadly while holding your dying body? And then... the guy who was carrying a sedative and regarded his family as his life, just came to the welfare home as before, so you survived, and you are the only one who survived among all the experimental subjects."

After finally sorting out everything, Bommer only felt that the confusion that had been entangled in his mind had been resolved. The ball of thread finally left. He met the boy's obscure eyes and smiled, "You were still 124 at that time... Maybe after the last thing was done, you completely gave way to Fei Niao Wu. After all... you are only suitable for using all kinds of deception and disguise to fight for the chance to survive. If you want to be accepted, it is better for the good boy, right?"

He exhaled, as if waiting for the other party to admit it.

"Are you done?" Fei Niao Wu whispered, his voice rarely became a little hoarse. He seemed to be a little annoyed because the hair on his nose and eyebrows was brushed by the light wind. He kept tilting his head and flicked the hair aside. "Now, it's time to fulfill your promise."

"It seems that what I said was right?"

Bomore paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and burst into laughter, even covering his abdomen with one hand which was aching from laughing too hard, "I have been wondering, why on earth can you live to this day, and it is really like this, it is really like this... Is this the time you stole, or the life you cheated?"

Frightened by the other party's sudden crazy laughter, Fei Niaowu tightened his face to avoid showing a speechless and disgusted expression. He stretched out his hand without hesitation and punched the man who was still laughing, gritting his teeth and said, "Don't waste time."

Bomore actually kept his promise. He waved slightly to the young man, motioning him to come closer.

Not knowing what this guy was up to, the white-haired boy narrowed his eyes, turned the dagger that was originally aimed at his eyes around and placed it against the other's neck, then lowered his head and moved closer as the other said.

The man had spoken loudly just now, but now he lowered his voice, as if he absolutely didn't want this to be heard by the people in the corridor outside.

Fei Niaowu, who lowered his head to listen to the other person's words, slowly widened his eyes, and finally understood why this somewhat crazy researcher looked like this.

So this was his plan.

He made a light "tsk" sound, turned his head away, and asked an irrelevant question, "Researcher Bomore, how long do you think it will take for the buffer to react with the solution you made?"

"Less than five minutes, it should be already..." Bomore turned his head, but when he saw the reagents scattered on the ground, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face twisted slightly, "No?! No. Impossible, it should have reacted by now, how could it still be like this..."

Fei Niao Wu stood up at this time, as if to let him take a closer look, and kicked the reagent directly to the man's hand, "Do you want to take a closer look? See if it has the dark purple you mentioned."

The reagent only looked like a turbid mixture of blood and the previous light-colored liquid. There was no trace of anything related to purple. Bomore tremblingly lifted his sleeves and looked at his watch. Ten minutes had already passed, which was twice the original time.

"This is impossible! How did you survive if you hadn't injected the sedative?!" His voice was no longer as steady as before, and even had a sharp tone, "And didn't you just admit it? Admit that you used Cointreau..."

The researcher was stunned. At that time, he was completely caught up in the ecstasy of finally solving all the mysteries, and did not pay attention to the reaction of the protagonist of the story he was talking about. Now thinking back, the other party did not say anything to admit it. It was he who thought that the boy's urging was a disguised admission.

"How is it possible... You lied to me?! You--!" Bomore's struggle to stand up was quickly blocked by the bullet. Fei Niao Wu frowned, and after shooting through his wrist with the gun in his left hand, he slowly walked back to the man.

More than an hour ago, it was Bomor who had the leisure to stand in front of the man who fell to the ground. Now it was his turn.

"It's not a reliever... It's not a reliever?! How did you survive? What method did you use? Was it a drug? Drugs... No, drugs are impossible. Or it was the difference caused by the previous experiments." Bomor muttered with his eyes closed.

Scientists are really weird... It turns out that this is how they can be defeated.

The white-haired boy narrowed his eyes, not much happy because of the other party's expression that seemed to be about to collapse. He did not do anything to the drug. Now the only explanation is that the reliever components remaining in his body are very few, so he has lost his sense of taste and his blood will not react with this test agent.

After the reliever is injected, it will stay in the human body for almost decades. Cointreau and Bermode need regular injections because the amount of experiments they participate in is much larger than that of a child like him. The reason why

the drug in his body is lost so quickly is probably because of the accidental situation caused by the previous experiment, which makes his body very resistant. Even the antidote developed by Haibara Ai can only be used once. This powerful reliever finally couldn't support it after staying in the body for more than ten years.

Fei Niaowu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had completely determined a thorough plan. He was about to turn around and walk out, when he felt a weight on his wrist. It turned out that Bomore, who he had ignored just now, suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Bomore coughed twice, but didn't intend to close his chattering mouth. "I really didn't expect that you would willingly pave such a way for that... the other guy in your body! How pitiful... Even if you don't admit that thing, the previous things were all true, weren't they? Finding someone to pretend to be your own corpse, deliberately..."

How pitiful?

Fei Niaowu just came back to his senses from the large amount of information just now, and finally received the new script that he had been vacant for a long time. He blinked slowly and instantly understood what the other party meant by "how pitiful".

124 paved all the roads for Asuka Kiri, and pushed him little by little to the brightest place with sin, lies, and concealment, and gave him a name that represents freedom, so that he became the shy and gentle person he is now surrounded by love and gifts. However, he himself was resisted by all of Asuka Kiri's friends.

Well... But I didn't see how much resistance Conan and the others had, they were just a little hesitant and flustered, more like the cautious feeling when facing someone you care about and don't know what to do.

It seems that this guy Bomor really thinks a lot, and he always thinks of the worst.

"Let go." The white-haired boy frowned and pulled the trigger with his left hand, directly shooting through the wrist of the other party's hand that was pulling his pants.

He narrowed his eyes, threw his gun aside casually, and raised the dagger in his right hand.

After two consecutive gunshots and the obviously wrong situation inside, Hagiwara Kenji, who had been trying not to get involved, could not help but return to the door to check the situation. As a result, as soon as he poked his head out, he saw the white-haired boy grabbing Bomor's collar with one hand and holding up a dagger with the other hand, as if he was going to pierce the other's throat directly.

Edogawa Conan, who ran with him, turned pale in an instant and kept shouting, "Wait a minute! Xiao Wu?! Xiao Wu! Don't--"

His shouting did not make the other party hesitate. The white-haired boy did not even give the anxious little detective any look, and the movement of the dagger in his hand did not slow down at all.

"Xiao Wu...124!" Hagiwara Kenji gritted his teeth and finally called out the name that he had been hesitating to call out. After the number came out of the mouth of the half-long-haired man with a little anxiety, the boy holding the knife finally stopped moving slightly.

"You first...Xiao Wu?!" Seeing that the other party finally slowed down his movements, Edogawa Conan hurriedly whispered to say something else, but before he could catch his breath, his eyes suddenly widened.

The pause just now was only a moment, and the boy looked away in the next second. The dagger skillfully slashed across the man's throat, avoiding the vital parts, and cut the man's vocal cords.

As the blade pierced Bomore's throat, he lowered his head and whispered in the ear of the man who was picked up, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I know what you want to do..."

He just wanted to sow discord at this time, so that he would give up saving the hostages, or at least drag more people to be buried with him, or stimulate him to completely abandon the personality of Fei Niao Wu and do something irreparable.

"But you made a mistake from the beginning." The boy's face was still cold, but a little laughter came out of his throat. "We are just one person after all. What Fei Niao Wu cares about is what I care about."

His eyes darkened, "I promise that I will let him get all the love.

Of course, it includes mine."

After saying that, the boy turned his head away in Bomoer's gloomy eyes and looked at the two people next to him. With an inexplicably suppressed gaze, he paused for a moment on Hagiwara Kenji's shoulder that was hit by a bullet.

Then, he suddenly raised the blade and stabbed it into the exact same position on Bomoer's shoulder as if to vent his anger. He even held the handle tightly and rotated it half a circle inside, causing the flesh and blood to make a terrifying stirring sound.

The saber didn't have a blood drain groove. When he pulled out the blade, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. A trail of blood immediately splashed from Bomor's shoulder, splashing onto the boy's face.

He casually put the knife on his waist, walked a few steps towards the two people standing there in shock, and casually reached out to pull off the slightly messy tie on the suit that Hagiwara Kenji hadn't changed out of under his combat uniform, with a blank expression.

"At most, I'm disabled. Are you going to arrest me? Hagiwara..." 124 used the tie to tie his messy hair back into a short braid. The blood splashed on his brow and above his eyes, and flowed into his eyes as gravity fell down.

The blood finally made the glass-like light and transparent eyes show a different color. When the blood mixed with the stimulated physiological tears fell from the eye sockets again, it looked like a line of blood tears.

124 turned the word "Hagiwara" in his mouth, as if he wanted to imitate someone, and added in an ambiguous way, "...Brother?"

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