Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 404 ‘Fake Death’

"..."

Kuroba Kaito said carefully, "I'm not laughing!"

Although he is not smiling, it is better than smiling.

Bai Shui sensibly remained silent to avoid being settled by the vengeful guy afterwards.

The guy who holds a grudge must have held grudges for several pages...

The colored paper was still falling downwards. He reached out to pick up the colored paper again and received several pieces of very boring bird-shaped colored paper and very interesting fish-shaped colored paper. He realized a question: "Who is responsible for cleaning?"

No way, no way, someone has arranged colored paper and not cleaned it, right? !

This is confetti all over the floor!

"You don't count on your parents," Kuroba Kaito complained, "Of course it's you."

Seeing that Bai Shui was also unlucky, he reluctantly calmed down a little and said, "Come on."

Colored papers were still flying down one after another. Among the fish-shaped and bird-shaped colored papers, a rectangular piece of paper as long as a finger fell down, rolled up in the air a few times, and just floated in front of Bai Shui.

He took it and saw the black writing on it: [Three fights,]

This is a piece of A4 paper that has been printed on a photocopier and then cut into strips. The characters are darkened, and the background is made up of some seemingly meaningless patterns.

Another rectangular piece of paper fluttered down, and Bai Shui reached out to take it: [One win, one lose, one draw,]

Kuroba Kaito: "It's Kaitou Crow."

Winning, of course, means taking action for the first time. Phantom Thief Kidd watched helplessly as the overwhelming black rain fell from the rooftop opposite the crime scene.

Losing naturally refers to the second time, when Kaitou Kidd announced that he had taken away the gem.

Ping refers to this time...

Kaitou Kidd was so frightened that he jumped up and down, and Kaitou Crow's smile froze on his face.

Kuroba Kaito muttered: "It must be hard to explain to the dear police department, dad?"

After all, occasionally, the police department will have a flash of inspiration.

Bai Shui: "."

He caught the third piece of paper, [At zero o'clock tomorrow, in the bell announcing the arrival of the day, the obituary of the failure of Phantom Thief Crow will drift throughout Tokyo with the wind and snow. 】

……what?

Bai Shui frowned, "He gave up?"

"You're so old, but you still managed to tie with your own son by using his own weakness," Kuroba Kaito pretended to be fair and commented, "It really failed."

Then he couldn't wait to be alert, "What does he want to do?!"

Kuroba Toichi's admission of defeat, is that admission of defeat? No, that was clearly a poisoned laurel crown!

The fifth piece of paper: [At the end of tomorrow, at the sound of the day’s arrival, the Phantom Thief’s message officially declaring war will be carried by the wind to every corner of Tokyo. 】

The five cards were folded together in Bai Shui's palm. He lowered his eyes and read them, his brows still furrowed. "Second declaration of war."

He tried to translate: "Using the same trick over and over again, your father felt that it was not very friendly to the police, so he decided to change the target gem and a whole new battlefield?"

"No," Kuroba Kaito corrected, "It's probably not that I feel unfriendly to the police, but that we are already familiar with the road, it's just like taking a walk, it's not too difficult..."

...is the biological father.

Bai Shui calmly raised his eyebrows and moved his eyes slightly, "The shading of the paper has changed."

The sixth piece of paper flew down: [In the wailing of nightmares, the crow came wearing a golden mask, defeating the memories that made up the fear,]

The writing on this piece of paper was still printed by a printer, but it looked like the ink had been spilled, and the words were almost blurred. It took Bai Shui a while to discern the general meaning.

Inexplicably, he felt a subtle uneasiness, as if his intuition was vibrating.

...As if hiding in the cabinet, after all the emotions, he calmed his pale cheeks and looked expressionlessly through the cracks in the cabinet at the white woodpeckers coming towards him.

"What does he," Baishui asked, "mean?"

He seemed a little dizzy.

It was as if a hand gently reached out from the floor, grabbed Bai Shui's ankle, climbed up bit by bit without attracting attention, and finally burst out at a certain moment, suddenly tightening his throat.

A feeling of suffocation gradually came over me.

There is something wrong with the pattern of these pieces of paper! Baishui suddenly realized and immediately let go of his hand.

The pieces of paper trembled and fell, but soon, pieces of paper shot down from above one after another. Even if Bai Shui didn't catch it, the writing on it was deeply engraved in his eyes. Even if he turned his head with difficulty, The paper also jumped towards him happily.

【What is your nightmare? 】

[Is it the wooden house in the snow where my parents died tragically? 】

[Is it the overwhelming red mottled woodpecker? 】

[Is it a magic show of father’s death? 】

[Is it that burning fire? 】

[Is it the tearful blue eyes of a lover? 】

……

【Yes】

[The moment of silence when no response can be received? 】

Darkness came suddenly.

Bai Shui's vision went dark, and he felt as if he had fallen. Another feeling of falling came, and he suddenly landed on the ground again, landing on a hard seat, so he couldn't help but groan.

He got the response, "You finally pay attention to me!"

It was Kuroba Kaito's voice.

It was the voice of young Kuroba Kaito.

It sounds very childish, with a child's unique liveliness of flirting with cats and dogs, and a bit of a clinging and intimate feeling that he knows he has a good relationship with his friends, so he doesn't look at their faces and rubs his nose.

"It's only been ten minutes, I knew you would forgive me, Bai Shui!"

"Next time I won't do it without permission," he said pitifully, his tone becoming quietly cunning, "I will pick up that rabbit in the background, hold it up and say, 'Baishui, Baishui, who is this? "The person you admire most," and touch its ears from top to bottom, saying that it is daddy's companion and you are my companion."

"And kissed its ears,"

After adding the completed prefix eloquently, Kuroba Kaito stopped and took a rest, "How is it?"

……what?

There was still darkness all around, but it was not pure darkness, but a kind of darkness without lights on.

This seems to be a very crowded place.

Bai Shui could hear various rustling sounds coming from the dark tide, could vaguely see the figures nearby, and could feel that he was controlling his body.

He lowered his head with some premonition and saw the body of a child who was currently about six or seven years old and a little black dress.

here is……

Bai Shui raised his head, looked around again, then lowered his eyes to look at the child's hand. An incredible guess jumped out of his mind: the scene of Kuroba Kaito's father's death.

He didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but the young Kuroba Kaito seemed to have heard something and burst out laughing, "You're actually angry that I kissed the rabbit, hahaha."

"Dad just washed it yesterday. It's very clean, okay."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hate me."

He snorted softly and added with evil intentions, "Things you will never do without permission," "I will never kiss the ears of an unbathed rabbit~"

As if he expected to be scolded, he changed the subject urgently, "Dad is about to appear!"

The young Kuroba Kaito said: "We didn't help him organize the props this time. He might be amused when he obediently surrenders a magic trick later."

He was a little wary, "If mom kisses you on the face, then you go!"

"The lights are on, dad is on stage."

In the dark wave, a light suddenly turned on. The light illuminated Black Feather Thieves, and he smiled and bowed.

The light hit his magic hat and cast a long shadow on his face. For a moment, Bai Shui had nothing to say.

He was already sure: this was the time when Kuroba Kaito's father faked his death.

When Kuroba Kaito was particularly in need of a beating, when he was laughing and flirting with cats and dogs, his father 'fake death' due to fire magic.

(End of this chapter)