"...Son?" Kudo stood outside the Metropolitan Police Department door, tilted his head and looked at Okiya Subaru who came out, and asked this question in a flat tone.
The setting sun behind him was as red as blood, falling on him, dyeing his black hair golden, his fair face darker, and his sea blue eyes now closer to black.
His words at this moment, under the background of his facial expression, did not sound like simple questions, but rather had a subtle threatening tone.
“……”Okiya Subaru was silent for two seconds.
You know, the boy in front of me looks exactly like Kudo Shinichi. Maybe he is a new product of the organization's experiment, but no matter what.
Counterfeit goods cannot replace the genuine goods.
If this "Kudo Shinichi" in front of him agreed to Megure Jusan's questioning, he would inevitably appear in the police's sight frequently in the future.
But the organization's hands are always long, and no one can guarantee whether the organization will do something.
Someone once said that Gin would not remember the dead, but in fact, no one can say for sure that he definitely does not remember.
If the organization finds out - whether Kudo Shinichi is not dead, or the test subject who escaped on his own is so active in the Metropolitan Police Department - even if you join the FBI's witness protection program and hide your identity, there is no guarantee that there will be no danger, not to mention that many people have rejected the FBI's witness protection program.
For example, the real Kudo Shinichi, and Akemi’s sister, Miyano Shiho.
"After all, the real Kudo Shinichi still has to live." Okiya Subaru smiled and said this.
The real Kudo Shinichi.
This sentence was equivalent to denying the possibility that the boy in front of him was Kudo Shinichi, and it directly made a final conclusion, confirming that he was a fake.
But...
Okiya Subaru frowned slightly. When he said this just now, he had a bad intuition.
But he couldn't find the reason for this intuition. However, for someone like him who had once struggled in the dark, intuition, to some extent, was even more useful than the results of thinking.
When he first joined the organization, he used his intuition to avoid countless fatal dangers.
But this time, he chose to go against his intuition and said that and then stopped talking.
When the young man in front of him heard this, he was obviously stunned.
...Do you really think of yourself as an individual like "Kudo Shinichi"?
Okiya Subaru took note of this in his heart.
"Ah... I understand." The boy was stunned for only a second, and soon he curled up the corners of his lips as if he couldn't help laughing, and a faint smile appeared on his face that looked exactly like Kudo Shinichi, "...Father."
Since Cat Brother wanted to be a father, what could he do? He could only coax him.
Kudo's eyes seemed to let in a not-so-bright ray of sunlight, making the dark blue sea appear a little brighter.
The person in front of me seems to have a very bad brain. After such a long time, I didn’t even realize that he was me.
The boy couldn't help but want to laugh.
But since he didn't recognize her, a little evil sprouted in Kudo's heart, so he decided to continue acting with him.
"Huh?" Okiya Subaru was stunned for a moment.
He knew very well that what he had just said would most likely stab the boy in the heart, and that the boy would most likely resent him for it.
However, even if the boy hated him, there was no way he would change his mind and let the boy replace Kudo Shinichi.
The choices people make between familiarity and unfamiliarity are almost always the same: they protect the shortcomings of others, and they also protect their own family members.