"hiss..."
The two detectives gasped.
They heard that Brother Geng Yi was not talking about any case, it was purely to take revenge on the two of them for not sleeping and telling ghost stories!
But I really want to hear it...
"Could it be that Mr. Edo's two friends don't want to sleep at night just like us?" Conan said dryly, as if he wanted to lighten the atmosphere.
"No, in fact, except for Mr. Edo, his two friends didn't feel deeply about that incident. It didn't take long...the two of them fell asleep."
Ye Gengyi looked over a certain black skin towards Conan.
But that line of sight in Conan's eyes was a little deviated, as if... it seemed to be looking behind him, at the gap between the bed and the floor...
The moment Conan understood this look, his whole body went numb. He even vaguely felt the coolness on his neck, as if someone was breathing behind him...
"Mr. Edo has a thin physique and is considered short among his peers..."
Ye Gengyi ignored Conan's increasingly stiff face and continued: "Although the apartment is quite spacious, sleeping three people on the bedroom floor still seems crowded. About midnight, one of Mr. Edo's arms was squeezed Into the crack of the bed..."
Hey hey... this story must be made up right now!
My name is Edogawa Conan, and the protagonist is Mr. Edo. You glanced at me at the bedside, and in the next sentence, the protagonist was squeezed into the seam of the bed. Do you want to be so specific...
"Forget it, go to sleep." Ye Gengyi suddenly stopped talking.
"Ah?" Hattori Heiji's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, but he still had some unfinished thoughts, "Why, what happened to Saraichi-san later?"
"You haven't thought about the rest yet, so you can use your imagination freely." Ye Gengyi said.
Conan: "..."
Hattori Heiji:"......"
Hey, hey, what do you mean by letting us think for ourselves? You, the storyteller, are too irresponsible. By the way, Mr. Edo even had one of his arms squeezed into the crack of the bed...
Aren't you going to take it out to others?
However, it always feels so weird...
If the story is really told, after the two of them realize that the matter has nothing to do with them, no matter how cold Gengyi's voice is, it will be difficult for them to have a sense of involvement.
What now?
Rainy night, three people on the floor.
Conan happened to be lying next to the bed again.
Hattori Heiji's eyes immediately fell on a certain detective.
Conan stared back speechlessly, "What?" Is it possible that he really allowed himself to stuff his arms in?
What about the atmosphere of the chat?
There seems to be no more.
But now I feel a little unwilling to sleep...
What happened to Mr. Edo's arm? Did he touch something under the bed?
The two detectives' thoughts were flowing, and while they were thinking about the ending of the story, they had no intention of chatting.
Before Conan fell asleep, he could feel that there seemed to be a human face in the crack of the bed, staring at him from time to time.
Four o'clock in the morning.
A certain black man was also awakened by a nightmare.
He quietly climbed up and accidentally propped his right hand on Ye Gengyi's floor, but it was empty.
Hey... Brother Gengyi went to the bathroom?
However, this makes it easier for him to take action.
Hattori Heiji only hesitated for a moment, then hurried to the balcony and turned the direction of the sunny doll indoors.
It was rare for me to come to Tokyo, and it was because of Kudo's identity. This guy actually wanted to abandon me and go camping? nonexistent...
At this moment, a certain dark-skinned detective who advocated science also placed his chips on metaphysics.
His eyes fell outside the window.
The rain is still falling.
However, the lights from the detective office on the second floor were reflected on the street through the glass.
No, that uncle is not asleep yet?
Hattori Heiji didn't feel much sleepy right now, so he wanted to take a look at the progress of Mouri Kogoro's pursuit of stars when he had nothing to do.
However, when he quietly opened the door.
He saw Mouri Kogoro sleeping on the sofa, while Ye Gengyi was sitting at his desk, still writing in his hands graphics and numbers that he recognized separately, but couldn't understand the meaning of when they were connected.
The sound of rain outside the window seemed to blend into the rustling sound of writing. Even though there was still the noise of a certain tool, but for some reason, Hattori Heiji just felt that it was so quiet here.
Maybe it's not the voice that's quiet, but the person...
At this moment, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of Ye Gengyi's usual outspokenness.
Not just because of this person’s focus, but because of everyone’s energy and focus.
If you insist on perfection in all aspects, even if you can do it, I'm afraid no one can truly achieve it.
"Are you awake?" Ye Gengyi noticed the gaze, raised his head and said hello, and soon his eyes fell back to his hands.
"Yes." Hattori Heiji nodded slightly.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know which topic to start with...
Asking why you don’t go to bed?
I always feel like this question is so redundant.
"There is hot water on the coffee table." Ye Gengyi said.
He prepared this for Kogoro Mori when he came down before, but because the water was too hot, neither of them drank it.
"Huh? I'm not thirsty..."
"I'm thirsty."
"Well..."
Hattori Heiji sweated and brought the water glass to the desk.
Ye Gengyi picked it up, took a sip, and asked, "You're still up so late? Are you worried?"
"It's...ok." Hattori Heiji scratched his cheek.
Don’t talk about Sunny Day dolls or anything like that.
"If you're here to ask me about the continuation of that story..."
"No, no..." Hattori Heiji waved his hands repeatedly.
I just forgot about the thing under the bed, okay?
"Oh..." Ye Gengyi continued to take a sip from the water glass.
After another moment of silence, Hattori Heiji saw that Ye Gengyi had not started writing, and asked: "Brother Gengyi, am I disturbing you."
"It was there just now, but not now." Ye Gengyi said.
ah?
Hattori Heiji was startled.
Ye Gengyi explained: "A few seconds ago, I had finished calculating a model data, and now I am looking for loopholes. However, I am just checking this basic data. Even if I am distracted, I will not make mistakes."
"Uh...that's it," Hattori Heiji blinked, "Saraichi-san, what will the robot you research be used for in the end?"
"There are many uses. To take the simplest example, if there are a sufficient number of robots and the accuracy of the data model can be close to infinite, then the gunshot wound of a problem kid can be healed in only ten seconds." Ye Geng said.
Wha...what? !
Hattori Heiji was shocked.
He wanted to ask if he was joking, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.
"Don't look like that. It's just an idea. There are still many problems on the road to success..." Ye Geng said: "Sometimes even if you know the path is right, it's technically difficult to achieve."
"...So, what should we do now?" Hattori Heiji subconsciously put himself into the role.
"How about going to bed?"
"Uh... sleep, sleep?"
"Yes, have a good dream, there is everything in the dream."
