The sun shines brightly outside, making it look like a habitat of light. Stars twinkle and dot this dazzling place.

The car window next to the driver's seat opened a little, and golden light shone in from outside, finally falling down and illuminating half of the pink-haired man's face.

But the windows in the back seat were tightly closed, not a single ray of sunlight could get in, as if there was a clear line separating them from the front.

There wasn't even a ray of light falling on the area in the back seat.

Kudo hid quietly in the darkness, breathing softly with his eyes closed like a trapped beast licking its wounds. He felt like he was floating in the sea, holding onto a piece of driftwood to ensure he wouldn't drown.

But now, he seemed unable to find the piece of driftwood that had always been with him, nor could he find anything else that could save his life - he could only wait to die.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Kudo thought as if he suddenly realized something.

He wanted to die in the beginning, that was obvious, but why? Why did he forget it?

The laughing faces of the young detectives appeared vaguely before his eyes. Ah Yang, a man with a happy family in this world, also appeared in his mind.

——Why?

Because it’s warm. A heart that has been soaked in ice water for a long time is suddenly wrapped in the dry warmth. How can it escape?

Why do I think of it now?

Kudo raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, because he knew that these things had nothing to do with him anyway.

Whether it is Ah Yang, who has a happy family, or the Young Detectives, they are not his bonds, and he is not their bonds.

It's like there's a layer of membrane separating them. He is "Kudo Shinichi", but not the "Kudo Shinichi" here.

Here, no one would acknowledge his existence.

So this warm but false, lukewarm dream should also come to an end.

Kudo lowered his eyes and thought.

After all, none of these things belonged to him.

"It's nothing." Kudo responded softly. He just felt that... he didn't need to continue living like this.

Those beautiful sea-blue eyes were completely closed, he raised his face to face the roof of the car, and in his eyes hidden by his eyelids, there appeared an emotion that did not belong to Kurokudo.

It was a touch of confusion.

Lu Qi wanted to press his heart in confusion. He just felt... a momentary palpitation. Was it because of empathy?

The black Kudo shells in this world are very good at hiding, both their emotions and thoughts.

Therefore, he could not quickly determine the general direction and dig deep into their obsessions from the vague guidance inside the shell as he had done before; Kudo's shell did not seem to give him such guidance, so that he still had no clue after staying in this world for three months.

Time cannot be wasted, and Lu Qi clearly knows the meaning of this sentence, so he simply takes the risk and suppresses his own personality to the minimum in order to get closer to Kudo's emotions and character.

He completely regarded himself as Kudo.

The disadvantage of doing this is obvious - he can easily empathize with Kudo, so the emotions expressed by this shell are not just acting, but real, which also means that he can easily immerse himself in it and do something irreparable.

But……

Lu Qi slowly forced out a faint smile, and because of the angle Akai Shuichi couldn't see it, his smile had a hint of madness in it.