Conan's Helping People

Chapter 396 Where are you?

The wind blows snow and beats on the transparent glass windows.

Komorita Kyoko reluctantly raised her hand to hold down the beige curtain, her wet hand wet the curtain as well, making it stick tightly to the glass window in an instant.

After pressing for a moment, Komorita Kyoko dropped her hand again and slapped it back into the bathtub.

She lifted her face feebly, opened her mouth to let out a breath, but was forced to swallow the warm, salty water.

This is a secret room. The door of the bathroom is locked from the inside. There is a baseball bat behind the door to prevent outsiders from pushing the bathroom door. The window is also tightly locked from the inside.

A few days later, or a few months later, if the police come to investigate, it only takes a few seconds to see the inside of the bathroom, and they will sincerely thank Komorita Kyoko, the deceased, while writing down in the record without hesitation. [Department of suicide] judgment.

That's okay, because Komorita Kyoko committed suicide in the first place.

There are many ways to commit suicide, the most common ones are nothing more than swallowing drugs, cutting your wrists, or jumping from a building by lying on a rail. , and the 'cleanup costs' will be paid by the family.

So Komorita Kyoko chose the first two, swallowed sleeping pills and painkillers beforehand, soaked herself in warm water and cut her wrists.

The protection mechanism of human beings is amazing, she thought so, and it didn't hurt at all, but the fear and unknown made every second extremely long, and the suffocation and the water overflowing into the nose, mouth, ears and eyes also made her violently uncontrollably. struggle.

She could only use the last bit of strength to straighten her head when she was drowsy, so that the water only stayed on her chin.

But it's not enough, it's not enough, when she looked up, the water didn't come up at all, but she felt a maddening suffocation, her mouth and nasal cavity seemed to be covered with layer after layer of handkerchiefs, she could only try her best Breathe with all your might.

But even so, the chest cavity was still terribly stuffy, and his strength and consciousness gradually disappeared little by little, like a thread.

The water gradually became colder, and she could feel her body temperature cooling down a little bit. Something was slowly flowing out of her body, not just blood and the like, but also invisible life.

Her body seemed to have turned into a glass bottle with a gap at the bottom, filled with a full bottle of vitality and the life after that, sinking silently but unstoppably.

In a blur of consciousness, Komorita Kyoko struggled to raise her hand again, and she vaguely flashed a thought, "It would be great if, if only someone could come and save her." Out of this world' thoughts collide.

They didn't engage in intense entanglements and choices, and Komorita Kyoko didn't have the energy to think hard at all.

The streetlights outside seemed to be malfunctioning, flickering on and off, and she could feel her vision dimming.

Her wet hand pressed against the curtain, leaving another blurred light red palm print on the off-white curtain.

At this time, she heard a voice outside that was a little louder than the sound of wind and snow. The other party seemed to be a young man. The voice was obviously different from that of an adult. He was definitely a minor. His tone was a little distressed, probably Encountered something embarrassing.

The other party said: "Calm down, don't be angry, okay?"

In this special time, instead of reuniting with family members, you have awkward conversations on the street. Did the other party quarrel with family members, lovers or friends?
This flimsy thought circled around in her mind, and then dissipated like cigarette smoke rings floating up, Komorita Kyoko smiled wryly, she herself chose to leave at such a special time, and she still had the time to care about other people.

If the seriously distressed young boy outside knew about it, he would definitely be shocked, right?It is quite unlucky to be paid attention to by people who are about to die.

She lost her strength and slid down a bit.

Warm water immediately flooded into her nose, mouth, ears and eyes, and she choked up instinctively. Her mind, which had been drowsy from the medicine, blood loss and soaking in water, woke up for a moment, "I'm going to die, I'm really going to die" across her face Immediately, she became even more drowsy, struggling only by instinct when she was drowning.

Outside, the voice of the minor who was on the phone was a little louder.

She heard the other party seriously protest: "Don't slander me."

This sentence was still a little vague and distant, she could only hear it, her mind was at a loss, and the next second, she regained consciousness for a moment.

"By the way," someone stepped on a glass bottle downstairs, and the sound of the glass bottle rolling to the wall sounded, "Did you hear the sound of water?"

"I smell blood."

Hearing the voice, the other party was actually downstairs, only a wall away from Komorita Kyoko, and it was the early morning of the night, and the surroundings were very quiet, so it was normal to be able to hear each other's movements.

...Did the other party really hear it? !

"I heard it," the other party's voice became clearer, with a cold feeling in the words, "the coughing and struggling sounds of drowning."

As if answering her question.

Komorita Kyoko woke up for a few minutes, hesitated for a few seconds at a loss, her brain began to work with difficulty, and she desperately held her breath, trying to suppress the instinctive sound of choking water.

No, you can't let the other party find her, otherwise...

Tokyo is very indifferent, and the other party will probably leave immediately if they find that someone may have an accident, but Komorita Kyoko still prays that the other party will never notice that someone is leaving across the wall.

For a moment, her mind inevitably flashed "If you find it, will you be saved?" ', just for a moment, disappeared in the choking water.

Komorita Kyoko choked instinctively. Amidst her uncontrollable low cough and the sound of swallowing water, she raised her head uncontrollably, letting her face touch the air above the water.

The moment she barely stood up and got out of the water, her upturned face was sideways aimed at the window, and her half-opened eyes also looked at the window.

Outside the window, there is a dark shadow.

It was a half-squatting figure, and the other half-squatted in front of the window, raised a hand between his forehead and the window, and let his own shadow press the window so that the glass window could be seen clearly in the room.

It was too sudden and too unexpected.

The other party was completely silent, and Kyoko Komorita wouldn't even have noticed if he hadn't just struggled to raise his head.

She was horrified, and extreme panic rushed to her head instantly, and her unfocused eyes pierced straight to the window.

Is... what is it?
The throat seemed to be frozen, and the body also seemed to be frozen. Komorita Kyoko's brain could react and now she should immediately scream and roll out of the bathtub, away from the black shadow in front of the window.

But her body was motionless, as if she found a pedestrian hit by a car on the road. She was so frightened that she couldn't control her body. She could only stare at the car without moving, unable to resist at all.

She stared directly at the shadow outside the window.

It's strange, even through the off-white curtains, even if the other party is backlit, she can't see the other party's appearance clearly, but can only see a dark figure, she can intuitively feel that the other party is looking at her quietly , taking a panoramic view of her embarrassment.

However, this state only lasted for a second or two.

Komorita Kyoko's situation was special. After she froze, she sank a few more points, and the water flooded her mouth and nose again.

The black shadow in front of the window shook for a moment, and she heard a voice that was closer and clearer.

"Like I said, I heard the sound of water and smelled the smell of blood." Soi Ying finished each pronunciation completely, "I'm not trying to change the subject."

It was the young man who was only separated by a wall.

Komorita Kyoko almost lost her instinctive choking reaction, she had a vague thought, 'the voice sounds younger'.

The other party found her... Will he save her?still is……?
She heard the other party say unhurriedly: "Someone is cutting their wrists and committing suicide."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something, so the other party's voice softened, "Yes, this has nothing to do with me."

"By the way, tonight's mission..."

The black figure in front of the window jumped down and disappeared into Komorita Kyoko's blurred vision. There was a very, very obvious landing sound.

The young, underage, caring voice on the other end of the phone gradually faded away, "With so many police around, they won't find anything unusual, right?"

The other party left.

... The other party, left, really left.

Komorita Kyoko's consciousness gradually became blurred and distant, just like the voice that gradually moved away.

She slid down, and the half-cool warm water overflowed into her mouth and nose, gradually occupying one end of her life.

As time went by, her consciousness became more blurred, "The only person who can help me has left, and I am going to die." Spread out in the dark.

The field of vision is getting dimmer and dimmer.

In the dim darkness, a voice suddenly sounded.

It was the sound of glass breaking. It was so loud that Komorita Kyoko sank into the bathtub, only the sound that was softened by the water filter could be heard.

The sound of glass shattering was just the beginning, and the sound of countless glass shards falling to the ground and smashing into the bathtub sounded. Some glass shards were buffered by the water and hit Komorita Kyoko's body.

The cold wind outside the window swept the heavy snow, rushing into the warm bathroom, and instantly dropped the temperature in the room several times. Kyoko Komorita half-opened her eyes weakly, and then closed them weakly.

A thought floated up: Someone broke through the window.

*

Hyuga rationally squatted on the window sill, looking down at Miss Kindness.

This kind and generous lady who happily gave gifts on the first day of the new year was not procrastinating at all, and she was very straightforward in giving points.

When he was "going all alone" and was still considering whether to go back to "the former wolf's sleep", the system reminded him that task [-] was completed, and the kind lady paid quickly. Now, as soon as he broke in through the window, the system reminded him of the task again As soon as it was finished, the good-hearted lady paid again readily.

What a kind man.

It's a pity that the good intentions are not rewarded, and now there is a problem: the task has been completed, and he can turn around and leave.

So, should we turn around and leave immediately, to satisfy this kind lady's 'death' wish?

Hyuga rationally squatted on the window sill, holding the window, thinking, while quietly looking at this kind lady.

Miss Good-hearted is soaking in the bathtub, the water in the bathtub is already red, and there are still glass shards that just fell into it.

She was wearing a bathrobe, and she was half curled up in the bathtub, her seaweed-like long hair floating on the water, and it was impossible to see where her injured wrist was.

No murder weapon was found.

Hinata took a reasonable look at the ground next to the bathtub. He squatted halfway on the window sill, unable to see the ground closest to the bathtub. He could only see bloodstains on the floor farther away. The color of those bloodstains was more intense than the color in the bathtub. , probably not diluted with water.

He moved his eyes again to look at the face of the good-hearted lady.

This good-hearted lady is not very old, and she should be in the same age group as Miyano Akemi, a student at school. Her face was pale, and the color of her lips faded into a white mark. Her appearance was blurred by blood. point.

She didn't struggle, she didn't even have an instinctive reaction.

Hinata's reasonable eyes fell on her face, and he turned his head, hesitating for a few seconds to make a decision: should he respect the choice of this kind lady, or save her?

While hesitating, he continued to look at this kind-hearted lady. This kind-hearted lady is really young, and she really looks about the same age as Miyano Akemi.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and directly passed over the bathtub, jumped to the ground, then turned around and adjusted the posture of Miss Good-hearted, half-embracing her out.

The eyelids of the kind-hearted lady moved, Hinata rationally stopped immediately, and looked down.

The other party's eyes were opened a little bit, but there was no focus. He suspected that the other party's eyes were not opened, but the body was moved, so the eyelids loosened a bit.

The floor of the bathroom is white tiles, there is no carpet, and there are only long and short towels and bath towels on the side. There are no extra clothes. There is also a baseball bat behind the door. It takes a few seconds to violently kick it open.

Hinata looked around reasonably, and could only put Miss Kindness flat on the ground.

He found the dagger he used to slit his wrists under the bathtub.

A string of blood beads stuck to it, and the whole thing turned almost red, even the handle had red marks, and the knife-wielding hand was probably injured as well.

Hinata rationally pulled out a bath towel from the side. He first covered most of Miss Kindness's body to preserve her body temperature as much as possible, and then checked her arm.

There were knife marks on the wrist of one of the opponent's arms, not just one, but several repeated marks, which were not balanced, and some of them even crossed.

From the incision of the knife mark, Hinata could reasonably judge that the opponent's strength was getting weaker and weaker. At first, he was still light when he hit the knife, but later he was lighter when he cut the knife.

...Of course, it may also be pain.

There was also a scar on the palm of the other hand, from holding a knife.

The wound on the palm is fine, but the wound on the arm needs to be bandaged immediately, because it is too messy, Hinata took a few more glances before pulling out a white towel for a simple bandage.

During the bandaging, Miss Good-hearted should have felt the pain, her eyelids moved again, she opened her eyes, and subconsciously moved her hands a few times, but her eyes were still empty and unfocused, and her hands were weak.

The hand with the injured palm touched the knife, and then it stopped moving as if it had touched some switch.

"Don't move." Hinata tightened the towel reasonably, and simply completed the temporary fixation bandage.

He took out his mobile phone and twirled his fingers around the keys: the ambulance and the police cannot be dialed.

Otherwise, the call will leave a record, and the other party will know it is him just by checking, which is too troublesome.

You can't leave this kind lady alone, he has already broken the glass and performed simple bandages, and left his own traces on the scene. If you leave the other party alone, there may be additional troubles.

If the public passage is not good, then it can only be a private passage.

After hesitating for a while, Hinata rationally dug out the business card Matsuda Jinpei gave him tonight, and dialed it according to the contact information on it.

The speed of the phone connection was a few minutes faster than the speed he hesitated just now. Almost at the moment of dialing out, even the beeping prompt sounded without Matsuda Jinping's voice, and jumped out of the phone.

"Hi Kohinata, good morning!"

This greeting is very cheerful and smooth, so cheerful and smooth that when people hear it, they will produce "ah, this must be a happy person. He must go to work at ten o'clock in the morning and leave work at four o'clock in the afternoon every day. He will definitely work overtime. No worries about work, right? 'illusion.

But it is a pity that the background sound of this cheerful greeting is another person's greeting to Matsuda Jinpei.

The other party seemed to be a colleague of Matsuda Jinpei, and he apologized and asked in surprise, "Matsuda officer, why are you here to run the company at this time?" '.

Rational Hinata: "..."

As long as you don't leave work, you won't worry about your shitty work of working overtime when you are off work, right?
"Moses, Moses?" Matsuda Jinpei simply responded to his colleagues, and then called a few times in doubt, "Are you listening?"

"Sorry, I'm here," Hinata replied reasonably, and he moved his eyes to look at the pale Miss Kindness, "Aren't you in the rest time?"

"Break time?" Matsuda Jinhei repeated, and he said in a tone full of nostalgia, "I don't seem to have heard this word. The last time I heard it seemed to be when I just graduated and went on vacation."

Immediately, he became serious, "What's wrong?"

"Near Miyano's house, I found a well-meaning lady slashing her wrists and committing suicide," Hinata corrected herself rationally, "it was repeated slashing her wrists and committing suicide."

He lowered his head and looked at Matsuda Jinpei's white business card, and his eyes fell on the 'Explosive Ordnance Disposal Class' on the business card.

Cough, Matsuda Jinpei's scope of work seems to probably not include dealing with suicides.

"Suicide?" Matsuda Jinping's tone tensed immediately, "Where are you now?!"

"Sorry to bother you," Hinata reasonably turned the business card and put it away, "Can you pass on the phone call for me? I'm in charge of handling this kind of matter."

He added, "Sorry, I can't call ambulance, emergency police and fire, I can't leave a trace, only through private channels."

"Please hand over the phone."

"I, say," Matsuda Jinping paused word by word, "are you, where, where?"

...Eh, are you angry?

(End of this chapter)