Time passed by uneventfully, and in an unknown forest, there was an undercurrent of murderous intent.
A man in ragged clothes, with medium-long and messy hair, and cheeks as thin as a skeleton, was leaning against a big tree. His face was frightened, he was covered in cold sweat, and his pupils were trembling. He was obviously extremely frightened.
Behind the big tree where he was hiding, there was a small clearing.
It's not quite accurate to say it's an open space, because this place was originally a place full of bushes, with dead leaves intertwined with vines and tree roots, as well as fungi and insects living under the bushes... But now, these green and vibrant areas The ground was in pieces, with black soil exposed, and the rotten leaves on the ground were also turned up, emitting the unique rotten smell of soil.
In this forcibly created open space, a short-haired young man slowly stood up. He only wore a pair of black trousers, with his upper body exposed, revealing the upper half of his dark brown chest and the lower half of his pale and bloodless abdomen. , there is an obvious sutured line in the middle from the left lower abdomen to the right shoulder blade as the dividing line between the two skin colors.
His hands are also brown on the left and white on the right. The left hand also wears a black leather glove, which is now in tatters. Looking through the hole, you can see that his left hand also has dark brown skin, which is similar to the one under his feet. Mud is a color.
Some of the white paint on the lower half of this man's face has also fallen off, and the skin is still dark brown, but the corners of his mouth have been cut upwards and sewn together, making it look like a big smile.
But there was no smile on the pale upper half of his face, and there was only a strong murderous intent in his green eyes.
At his feet, there lay a lifeless "person" lying there limply in a twisted posture.
Shirai Qusheng stood there for a while, then turned his head and looked in one direction.
That gaze was not focused on any object, as if he was not looking at the thing in front of him at all.
That direction is...
Tokyo, Miwa Town, Miwa Elementary School.
"Students, what is 3 minus 1 equal~"
"2--"
In the classroom, amidst the laughter and laughter, the kind young teacher was teaching the cute primary school students subtraction. Conan, who was sitting in the back, blocked the book in front of him, while he hid behind the book and secretly observed Shiraijiu.
I always feel that something is not right about this guy Shirai these days.
Although he still looked expressionless and cold and didn't care about anything, there was always a kind of absent-mindedness and dullness, and he no longer had the tacit understanding he had when we solved cases together before. It was as if... he was just an ordinary person. Not like an ordinary kid.
But sometimes, Shirai would look at him with cold green eyes, and then use a cold and calm tone to mock himself one or two strangely - at this time, Shirai seemed to be normal again.
She seems to be jumping back and forth between these two states these days, which is very abnormal.
This led him to want to discuss with Shirai Jiu that the woman in black dress who suddenly appeared in his room that night couldn't find a suitable opportunity...
What the hell is going on……
What's going on?
Of course, it's because the current Shiraijiu's shell is just the remnant soul of liquor, and he acts on his own with the help of the strong death energy and the consciousness in the remnant soul. In other words, the current Shiraijiu is in a "man-machine" mode.
Now Baijiu is in the shell of Shirai Zuiko, wearing an exquisite little skirt, sitting on the edge of the rooftop of a certain building and leisurely basking in the sun.
There were not many puppets before, and he was used to living with only one puppet, which made him think that even if he now had multiple puppets, he would not be willing to give up his remaining soul to "trust" the puppets and liberate himself.
After the current Baijiu was produced by Shirai Suiko, he suddenly realized that the world of Ke Xue is always a world in the work, and now it is in the time period of the plot.
And according to his understanding of the nature of the work "Ming Ke", it seems that it is still a work for children, right? Even if a case occurs in a place like an elementary school, it is unlikely to be a murder, otherwise this work would not be a comic for children.
In this case, let's not talk about the few puppets before, but now he has many puppets, so why does he accompany Conan foolishly in the elementary school?
So Baijiu "trusted" Shiraijiu, and ran out to enjoy a free life - well, by the way, he also searched to see if there would be another murder case in other places after leaving Conan.
Are murder cases happening in other places, and Conan just happens to encounter them, or is Conan like those who are possessed by malicious people, attracting murder cases nearby to him, so that there are always murder cases around him? But where else would it be safe?
If it's the latter, then Conan's so-called "protagonist halo" is actually similar to those possessed by malice. The only difference is that the malice attracted by Conan is stronger, so strong that he will "kill people". Impulsive, and it won't work on yourself.
Well, but considering the case of the Haiyuan family, Baijiu thinks it is more likely that the world's will (let's call it that) will throw Conan and his party directly to the case, and the reason for the appearance is not important anymore, just casual The kind where you just make it up and it’s done.
After figuring this out, Baijiu became more determined to stay with Conan, and Shiraijiu's identity became even less likely to be given up easily.
——That’s what I said, but the weather today is too nice...
Bai Jingjiu sat on the edge of the rooftop, her feet in white stockings and exquisite leather shoes hanging outside the building, swaying leisurely. She raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and was enjoying the warm sunshine.
When he thought that Conan was still locked up with elementary school students to learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, Baijiu couldn't help but feel happy, and even the corners of Shirai Suiko's mouth curled up slightly.
But the next moment, Shirai Zuiko's ears hidden under her big hat moved, and she captured an unusual noise below the building.
"...It's him again..."
"...We should call the police!"
"Uneducated!"
"Catch him!"
"...It's very pitiful...what's going on?"
Under the white cat face mask, the originally squinted eyes opened, revealing a pair of clear, green and blue pupils of different colors. In the pupils, the black pupils became vertical slits, making the vision that was originally somewhat blurred due to the sunlight It suddenly became clear.
Not far below, there is a market, which sells some street shops such as vegetables, fruits and snacks. Many housewives come here to buy ingredients for lunch or dinner. They are cheap, fresh, and full of variety.
However, it is now around three o'clock in the afternoon, lunch time is long past, and it is still early before dinner time. This is the most deserted time of the day - normally speaking.
But now, in the back section of this street, there are many people gathered around. They seem to be some passers-by, as well as many shop owners and clerks. Among the crowd, there are two adults, one of whom looks very young. Big boy.
Anyway, nothing happened here, and there were no murders nearby, so Baijiu decided to go over and take a look at the excitement.
