After visiting the patient, Bilan did not leave the hospital in a hurry. Instead, she found a bench in the hall and sat down.
As she expected, after a while, the child's mother hurriedly walked out of the ward and headed straight for the exit.
Bilan clearly understood that the mother was chasing her and she had something to say.
The girl stood up from the bench and called out to the other party.
Should we be like the protagonist in a detective story and repeat Hugo's reasoning in front of the person involved? This action option suddenly appeared in Bilan's mind.
However, when she saw the haggard face and red and swollen eye circles of the woman in front of her, the girl immediately gave up the ridiculous idea and just waited quietly for the other party to speak.
"Have you ever heard of aerial combat?" Surprisingly, the woman asked this irrelevant question at the beginning.
Bilan tilted her head and answered honestly: "I heard that it is a very popular fighting method in the Kalos region. The trainers in the competition need to wear gliding suits and fly in the air to direct the battle. Only flying type or floating Pokémon can Only dreamers can participate.”
"In fact, Hezhong also has this kind of aerial battle championship. Warrior Eagle and I used to be such a soaring competition partner."
The woman looked deeply into the Warrior Eagle's ward: "We once flew and rotated in the air with the changing airflow, seizing the enemy's breathing space to launch the "Sacred Bird Slam", turning the broken-winged opponent into a black dot and disappearing in the sky. Among the cheering audience; we have overcome attribute disadvantages and used the reflection of sunlight to turn the tide of the battle; we have defeated extremely powerful enemies, overcome countless tests, and even finally won the championship trophy of the United Air Combat Conference. That is our professional trainer The pinnacle of my career..."
"And after that I retired. No more competitions, marriage, having children, serious work, endless daily life... I almost forgot what it was like to fly. When I was cleaning the house last time, I found an old gliding suit. I found I couldn’t fit it anymore – this is who I am now.”
Obviously she always speaks long and impassioned sentences, but the woman's narration is not aggressive. She just quietly talks about her past, her glory and plainness.
Bilan felt the same feeling of confusion after reaching the peak, because it reminded her of the scene after the Quartz Conference.
If you want to take a step forward, you can only see the gap between geniuses among mortals and true fighting legends; if you want to take a step back, you don't know where to go.
Everyone has a highlight moment in their life. If life is a book, then this highlight moment should be the last chapter of the book. As long as there is a postscript with a few words like "The protagonist finally lives a happy life", the story will be fine. The perfect ending leaves readers with supreme satisfaction and lingering aftertaste.
However, in fact, this last hasty brushstroke will eventually become the entirety of our lives. Those once exciting past events will become dusty bronze medals and gliding suits that cannot be worn, leaving people feeling lost and at a loss.
The mother's confession brought Bilan back to reality——
"I once thought that I must have deeply forgotten, buried, and hidden these pasts long ago, but I didn't. Those days of flying in the sky have actually been swirling in my mind non-stop... It is these past, these days Memories, these ghostly things gave me that crazy idea..."
The woman in front of her had a choked voice. Bilan stepped forward, held the woman's hand, and encouraged her to continue speaking.
"Our family lives in an apartment building next to that narrow alley. Like most affordable housing here, the floor count is very high, but the design is unsatisfactory. There are many imperfections in the architectural details. I always felt that the window sill facing the living room The design is too short, and the windows are too big. Because of this, my naive son often climbs up to play secretly. Our home is on the 35th floor, and it is not a joke to have an accident happen at this height."
The girl listened quietly, and she found that the details of the story were exactly the same as the detective's reasoning. The child did live next door to the narrow alley, and its floor was indeed above the 30th floor... But the description of the woman in front of her was more flesh-and-blood.
Only then did she truly realize that what the three of them were discussing at the dinner table in Yuqi Mansion last night was not a thinking game, but a real thing that happened in the real world.
"The first time I received feedback from my neighbor downstairs was a month ago. She said that the windows of her home were sometimes hit by pebbles, making a popping sound. I realized at that time that it was something my children did on the window sill. , those pebbles were gravel from the flower pots on the window sill. From that time on, I banned my children from climbing up the window sill, and I also closed the window lock button."
"Did it come in handy?" Bilan asked.
The mother shook her head: "The lock button is on the inside of the window. As long as you know the method, you can open it. The child still always climbed up the window sill when I wasn't paying attention - but I didn't notice it at the time until the neighbor downstairs looked for it in person. Coming to the door.”
"Did something fall down again?"
"Flower pot, the whole flower pot," the woman replied.
"I was scolded by my neighbor, but I was more scared than angry. You know? That was the thirty-fifth floor! Behind a thin layer of glass was a hundred meters in the air. He was sitting on the low window sill. On top, he stretched out his hands from time to time, and sometimes knocked over flower pots clumsily... Oh my God, he didn't even have a parachute bag on him!"
"It is indeed very dangerous. But it seems that children cannot use parachutes, right?"
"There are children's models sold online, I checked." the woman added.
"Then, that devilish thought came out. When I came up with that plan, I felt that it was me in the past whispering in my ear. I had commanded the warrior eagle to re-emerge from the chaotic airflow countless times. Climbing, I felt that the height of 100 meters was enough for the Warrior Eagle to escape safely, so I did that thing... Oh my God, how could I do such a stupid thing!"
Bilan decided to pretend to be stupid. In fact, she had to pretend to be stupid in such a context, and the words that she knew naturally slipped out of her mouth: "Excuse me, what did you do?"
"I put Warrior Eagle's Poké Ball where the flower pot was. I told Warrior Eagle to let it fall downstairs with the Poké Ball and pretend to be injured to scare the children. I thought that was all it took to put on a show like this. If there is a drama, my son will no longer run to the window sill every day. Who knew it would lead to the current result..."
The woman in front of her was crying, holding her blue hand tightly and murmuring repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
I don't know whether the person who apologizes is Bi Lan, the little boy, or the warrior eagle.
The situation was completely consistent with the detective's reasoning, but Bilan's state of mind was completely different from yesterday.
"Madam." The girl solemnly held up the woman's face, and saw a tearful woman whose makeup was stained with tears. The weakest and most vulnerable side of a woman was fully exposed in front of her eyes.
She did not hesitate and continued: "I am actually a trainee detective. After listening to your description, I have fully understood this incident. In my opinion, although a tragedy has indeed occurred, the damage caused is not complete. It’s irreversible.”
The woman looked at Bilan in confusion.
"I already know the reason why your son keeps climbing on the window sill. And, if you follow my advice, I'm sure this series of bad luck around the window will never happen again."
Bi Lan looked at the woman in front of her confidently, her eyes full of confidence and pride, but unfortunately her heart was not as arrogant as it seemed on the surface.
If baseless reasoning is a castle in the air that is not worthy of acceptance, then she will tell a series of lies next.
