Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 260 Reading the Newspaper! (monthly ticket plus update)
Bai Shui sat up straight in front of the table.

His left hand was still hanging on the table, and his right hand pressed his forehead, "Yeah."

If this dream was prolonged for a few more minutes, Bai Shui speculated that the station master and the woodpecker incident would appear.

Otherwise, Kuroba Kaito's current focus would not be on clues.

Bai Shui: "It was at that time, but I don't remember any outsiders."

He added, "The 'remaining servants' mentioned in the dream were unfortunately killed."

However, Bai Shui was not sure who did it, and only speculated that it must have been done by the webmaster. The reason was simple: a stupid murderer who was a good person on the surface, but was actually very arrogant and arrogant and called himself an artist would not allow another murderer Own hunting grounds for hunting.

He added again, "Those servants don't meet the purpose of the station master's selection of 'work of art'. If the station master intends to dispose of them, he will not use woodpeckers."

'artwork'.

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

He silently corrected, "It's a 'victim', don't use that guy's disgusting words, be careful not to be misled."

Bai Shui sighed calmly, "Okay."

From waking up to comforting Kuroba Kaito who was also waking up calmly, he has not had any emotional fluctuations, it doesn't look like he just had a nightmare, like he just found time to sleep on the desk.

Aoko Nakamori thought so, she turned a page of the thick book in her hand, and looked over it with some concern, "Kaito, did you sleep well last night?"

"You feel a little weak today."

And, "What are you writing?"

She looked at the stack of papers under Bai Shui's left hand, feeling a little suspicious, "It's very thick."

"Since you came here in the morning, you have been writing and writing. You have written at least a dozen pages, and when you just took it out, you have already written on that stack of paper. Did you also write it last night?"

As she said that, Aoko Nakamori became even more suspicious. She scanned the thick paper faintly, and said abruptly, "Could it be some kind of crime plan?"

Kaitou Kidd's crime plan?
She laughed again, "You still met a girl you like, are you writing a love letter?"

It's not a crime plan, it's not a love letter, it's a letter of self-criticism.

Bai Shui lowered his eyes, and looked at the half-written review on the paper: [If a person loses his memory, then life is just a simple process of going to death, no matter in...]

This is Haruki Murakami.

[Death is a mirror that reflects the vain gestures that life makes before it. 】

This is Marquez.

[Death is very boring.That's the worst part about death, it's so boring...]

This is Bukowski.

[The most precious thing for a person is life, and life belongs to a person only once.Life should be spent like this...]

This is Korchagin.

Writing a review is an inhumane thing.

Writing dozens of pages of self-criticism is a time when you might as well die.

Bai Shui: I'm introspecting, I'm introspecting, I'm trying to look through my memories to find all kinds of well-founded sentences, pretending to be serious introspection.

"If it's a love letter, you have to write it so thick," Aoko Nakamori ignored the possibility of Kaitou Kidd's battle plan, propped his chin, and blinked narrowly, "Then she must be a very beautiful and difficult girl." ?”

Bai Shui sighed calmly, "Yes, it's difficult."

If he has the ability to fight with himself, don't let him write a review!

"You are the one who is difficult to deal with," Kuroba Kaito quickly condemned, "Can I fight with you? I sat in front of the mirror and read you for a long time, and you almost fell asleep!"

"Is this reasonable!"

"Can this be tolerated!!!"

The opponent was so provocative, of course Kuroba Kaito couldn't bear it, and he slammed his head into the mirror neatly, more decisively than a cow bumping into a red cloth.

"...It's 'almost', if you don't sleep, I can only be 'almost', I can't fall asleep," Bai Shui rubbed his forehead again, "You don't need to bump into the mirror."

Aoko Nakamori couldn't hear this, but could only hear Bai Shui's confession, and turned pale with shock, "W-what, it's really a love letter?!"

A voice came, denying it lightly, "No."

It's the White Horse Detective.

He sat on the other side of Baishui as motionless as a mountain, without even raising his head, looked at the case file in his hand seriously, and explained to Baishui and Kuroba Kaito very understandingly, "It's not for the 'beautiful but somewhat difficult girl'. A love letter written by a child'."

"Probably, it's a self-reflection review?"

He said indifferently: "For example, suppose Black Feather is a thief who commits a crime with his partner, but the partner is accidentally discovered by a keen detective to reveal his true identity."

"Now, you must be seriously reflecting on yourself and your companions for being too careless, right?"

Baima Tan looked over, and looked at Baishui.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he nodded again, shifted his gaze a little bit, and looked at Aoko Nakamori, "Right?"

"Student Nakamori, the book you are holding is about solving crimes, right?"

"If I remember correctly, it was written by an FBI expert more than ten years ago? It is a bit boring and impractical for ordinary people. If you want to read criminal investigation novels to pass the time, how many books can I recommend for you?"

"Huh?" Aoko Nakamori immediately waved his hands and refused, "No, no, no need, I just took a casual look and wanted to help Dad."

He helped Bai Shui to deny it again, "What kind of thief, based on what I know about this guy, I must have seen a beautiful woman who was in my heart, so I wanted to write a love letter to pursue him!"

Bai Shui: "."

Kuroba Kaito writes a love letter, to whom?Aoko Nakamori has a knack for flattering himself.

Baima paused, he looked at Aoko Nakamori who was a little embarrassed, then at Baishui, and asked seriously: "Aren't you boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Kuroba-san won't write love letters to other people, right?"

Aoko Nakamori: "?!"

The volcano erupted.

But it's not a volcanic eruption in the sense of anger, but a volcanic eruption in the sense of shyness, the kind where red-eared red deer bump into each other, not one, but two.

Kuroba Kaito: "What boyfriend and girlfriend? Nope!"

Aoko Nakamori: "Who, who and this guy are boyfriend and girlfriend, what does his writing love letters have to do with me!"

She glared at Bai Shui, "Right?"

Bai Shui: "."

In the back row, Hongzi Koizumi pressed down, "I also want to think about one, three, five, black, two, four, six, and white. I am worried about black and white hot pot on Sunday!" ', let out a faint sneer.

"...Why don't you talk?!" Aoko Nakamori became furious, threw away the book in a hurry, took out a newspaper from the drawer, and changed the subject abruptly, "Did you read the newspaper?"

"Today's newspaper headline is a gem. I guess that shameless Kaitou Kidd will definitely go."

She glared at Bai Shui again, and slapped the newspaper on the table.

"Really, even if the gem is stolen, it will be returned immediately. There are so many dangerous guys staring at Kaitou Kidd. I really don't understand that guy who doesn't say anything and acts without saying a word."

She stared at the white water, trying her best to cool down the face with its soaring temperature and hot steam, like a volcanic eruption.

"Look what I do, read the newspaper!"

　Enough for [-] monthly tickets, the homework limit at the end of tomorrow, I have to rush homework, add more today~
　　(Don't ask me why I didn't do my homework today, just ask me to add more, it's great to reward myself for playing for a day first x
　　
　
(End of this chapter)