Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 125 Said You Are Not Phantom Thief Kidd!

Bai Shui was seriously injured.

Kuroba Kaito didn't feel the pain at the same time, but whether it was the unsteady, slanted vision, the hand of the owner of the vision holding his chest, the speed of movement, or the intermittent gasps overflowing from his throat, they all clearly expressed the pain. One point: Baishui was injured, very seriously.

No.1 said that the angle of view can allow people to discover more details, and Kaito Kuroba found that Baishui was still very calm even when he was seriously injured.

He turned his head and quickly glanced at the blurred figure behind him, without any panic, he only calmly estimated the distance.

After turning his head back, the dilapidated wooden house that he saw not too far away was already directly in front of his field of vision, and the closer he got, Kuroba Kaito could look at it more carefully.

Seriously, to say it's 'a dilapidated log cabin' is an exaggeration, because it has only wooden walls, which crudely separate two opposite doors and a window, on a side closer to Baishui. Beside the door, there is a dark green wooden slab leaning against the tree.

Whitewater's goal is the log cabin.

The moment he was about to step into the wooden house, the chasing vague figure seemed to be enraged, and raised his arms high, speeding up a bit.

It dropped its hand, and in a burst of mist, it hit the white water hard.

With this blow, Kaito Kuroba felt the pain of being injured simultaneously. He could clearly feel the feeling of being hit by the cold metal claws and the mist from his back. It was as if a piece was branded on his back, from his shoulders to his waist. The hot iron can also feel the faint feeling of vomiting blood.

The field of vision was rolling, and the white water was blown into the wooden house, half rolling and falling to the ground.

After sending out an attack, the blurry figure finally became clear, revealing the clear black on his body.

It was a figure wearing a black cloak. It had a black hat on its head and a long black cloak on its body. Its right hand was a normal human palm, but its left hand was a metal claw that took up almost half of its body length.

The bright red light is the direction the figure's eyes are looking at. Wherever it looks, the red light will move there.

The force is mutual, that heavy blow is too heavy, so heavy that the attacker is shaking his claws in unbearable pain.

A few seconds later, the red light moved, and the attacker walked over. Through the black mask on his face, he stared at Bai Shui coldly and condescendingly.

At the door of the wooden house, you can see a bit of the sky. It is night now, and a full moon hangs quietly in the sky.

After the attacker walked in, Bai Shui's perspective was completely stabilized. He half-kneeled on the ground with difficulty and turned his head to look at the attacker.

The moon in the sky overlapped with the figure of the attacker.

There was a searchlight-like light in the direction the attacker was looking at, but it wasn't until it overlapped with the moon that Kuroba Kaito realized that there was another red light on his body.

In its chest cavity, a bright red light was quietly shining, like a warm heart embedded in a monster.

……ruby.

Pan, Pandora? !
After Kuroba Pirates fed a few carrots, every time he saw or heard a ruby, Kuroba Kaito's first reaction was Pandora, and he stared closely at the bright ruby ​​on the attacker through Baishui's vision .

Suddenly, a siren sounded.

The police siren was loud and loud, urging, Bai Shui gritted his teeth and stood up, he stretched out his hand and patted the dark green board, hit the assailant who was walking towards the head, and threw it outside the house.

The attacker clutched his forehead and let out a low howl of pain.

Baishui turned over the window and left without looking back.

He still pressed his chest hard with one hand, and he also staggered when he ran, and he was still panting, but his speed was beyond normal, and he left the roaring attacker behind him almost instantly.

The scenes along the way are fleeting, countless building ruins, dilapidated wooden barrels, and dark green door panels flash past vaguely.

until you reach a door.

Inside the door is a wide passageway, which turns after a few meters, and only a section of the road can be seen outside the door, and it is not clear where it leads.

There are two figures inside.

A figure is a male, wearing a dark windbreaker, wearing a hat of the same color on his head, with a pipe dangling from his mouth.

The other figure is a woman. She is dressed in the most typical detective outfit. She is wearing a brown plaid trench coat, a brown check hat on her head, and a toolbox on her side.

Intuitively, Kaito Kuroba's mind came up with the two codenames Bai Shui had mentioned: Mr. Reasoning and Miss Truth.

Hearing the sound of running and chasing, Miss Truth looked sideways. There was a faint mist covering her face, covering her appearance, but not her joy. Mi Chu, clapped his hands in disbelief, jumped up and cheered.

Mr. Reasoning also turned his head to look over, he moved, and was about to go out to help Bai Shui.

Bai Shui looked at the two figures, he turned his head again, glanced at the attacker who hadn't caught up until now, and raised his hand without hesitation.

The somewhat listless pigeon flew up excitedly, uttered a loud chirp, and protected Bai Shui.

The attacker stopped.

Baishui rushed into the door without looking back.

After he walked a few steps inside the door, the dream became blurred, and Kaito Kuroba slowly woke up.

The cool morning sun shines into the house, and through the blinds, they become folds of light, quietly sprinkled on the bedding and quilt covers.

The bedding and quilts were all changed yesterday, and the warm breath from the sun and the fresh smell of laundry detergent emanated from within. In this warm smell that showed yesterday's hard work, Kaito Kuroba listened Bai Shui also woke up. He leaned against the head of the bed for a while, thinking about this dream with unknown meaning.

The first thing to consider is: Is this dream real or fake?

The moment he discovered that the main perspective of the dream was Baishui, Kaito Kuroba unhesitatingly turned to: the real one.

So, the updated question is: Is this dream... is Baishui's past?
Bai Shui has always downplayed the past, and didn't say too much. The most he said was "I'm a writer". He didn't hesitate until he faced certain things and unveiled some of his veils, such as: He had lost his memory, and had a pair of friends who reached out to him and dragged him out of the darkness.

Another example: what, what, all, no, eat.

Don't eat sweet and spicy, don't eat sauces, don't eat meat floss, don't eat raw or cold meat, don't eat blabla.

I don't know where to form the bad habit.

To deal with this kind of awkward self, Kuroba Kaito knows how to deal with it: first stroke along the hair, wait for him to relax his vigilance, and then suddenly turn against the hair to find an opening.

It is very simple to prove whether this dream is Baishui's dream, and mention it cryptically, as long as this guy denies it, it is definitely true.

After contemplating the choreography for too long, Bai Shui, who woke up with him for so long, wondered, "What's wrong?"

Go take a shower after waking up?It's not sage time.

Kaito Kuroba touched the tip of his nose as nonchalantly as possible. From Baishui's question, he realized that the dream with a bit of prying into the past was not discovered by the person concerned. He cleared his throat a few times in a concealed manner, "It's nothing, just thinking about it." thing."

I was wondering what this dream meant.

as well as……

Also said that you are not 'Phantom Thief Kidd', not 'Kuroba Kaito'! ! !
(End of this chapter)