Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　Amuro Toru's eyes were slightly empty, he stared at Xinfan clearly, but he seemed to be looking at another person through him:

"But ah, no one in this world is perfect. We all have defects, some of which are even fatal. As the most ordinary human beings, all we can do is go down this road without hesitation, without looking back or hesitating during the period. .

"We...may have even forgotten our original intention, like a whipped donkey, walking around the millstone without stopping. But in the end, when we lost the most important people and things, and lost ourselves, The thing we wanted to do is also completed."

　　 The last sentence Amuroto said slowly and gently, but it was like a hammer hitting Xinfan's heart: "Victory belongs to others, and only suffering belongs to me."

　　……

　　 Yeah, that's it.

　　 He is awakened a long time ago, hasn't he?

　　 "What?" Conan didn't hear clearly, and asked subconsciously.

　　Amuro Toru did not answer, but smiled: "Sorry, I don't know why I told you so much."

　　 It is clear that he has been holding these words in his heart, and he is determined to spend his time alone. But in the stranger Asano Nobuhira who had nothing to do with him, he felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

　　 Toru Amuro knew that his state was not right, and it could even be said to be very dangerous.

　　 But the long-lost peace of mind and the ease of speaking inwardly made Amuro quite happy.

　　 Well, forget it, anyway, Nobuhiro Asano, even if his identity is wrong, is definitely not from the organization, even if he hears or understands something, it will not affect him much.

　　 Just in order to avoid emotional impulse, Toru Amuro decided to stay away from the uncertain factor of Asano Nobuhira after the end of this mission.

　　 It doesn’t matter if you say more before that, right?

Thinking about this, Toru Amuro saw that Asano Nobuhira seemed very touching and added: "So I think that no matter how difficult it is to figure out, just accept it with a normal heart. It is difficult to change yourself, but letting it go is no matter how hard it is. It couldn't be simpler.

　　 "There must be trade-offs on the road of life. Now that you have a goal, just follow the direction of the goal. Other things, even if you don't take care of it, can it be completely okay?"

　　 Conan raised his hand weakly: "What if there is no target?"

　　 Hattori Heiji unceremoniously knocked off Conan's hand: "You don't have to be a child, and adults like Asano must have goals, such as opening a chain of music classrooms?"

　　 "My goal..." Xinfan finally smiled in relief, "My goal is that Sherlock Holmes can test nine hundred and ninety points for a thousand questions."

　　 "Me too." Amuro silently put the question book on the table.

　　 Hattori Heiji finally realized in shock: "Ah, I didn’t write it alone, right?"

　　 "What do you think?" Conan squinted at him, "I really don't know why Hattori invited Asano to join this tour."

　　 "That's not because he admires Holmes the most, but I took pains to get in touch with Kanaya Hiroyuki."

Um? Sherlock Holmes the most?

　　Amuro Toru glanced at Nobunaga inconspicuously.

　　 Forget it, this person would rather play a game last night than check the answer to the question online. How could he really like Sherlock Holmes?

　　 Asano Nobuhiro drank his coffee quietly, as if the noise around him had nothing to do with him, and as if the person who was in bad mood before was not him.

　　Actually, undercover agents like Shinhana and Jiang Gu Ling are not in a healthy state of mind. It's just that they know how to resolve and how to cover up. It is often difficult for someone to notice something wrong with them.

　　 For Nobuhiro himself, the two roles of "Mescal" and "Nobuhiro Asano" have been alternately played for a long time, and the memories of "Scotch Whisky" and "Zhufu Jingguang" have to be remembered from time to time. In fact, it is easy to cause insanity.

　　 His worldview and life values ​​often maintain a state of division and confusion. There is nowhere to resolve the pressure. No problem can be seen for a while, and one day will explode in the long run.

　　 It's like he doesn't know from which day he has completely forgotten what happened before he came to the world of "Detective Conan".

　　 Xinfan is very afraid that one day in the future, he will forget everything about Fu Jingguang.

　　 After all, Zhu Fu Jingguang is a person who has died once, and all traces that have existed in this world have been erased, which makes Xinfan occasionally have the illusion that he has no past at all.

　　 is like a lamb losing its direction in a maze. Xinfan’s thinking will become more and more chaotic, more and more confused, until he loses himself.

　　 Of course he wouldn't allow himself to go to that point, but even the intermediate process was torturous enough.

　　 Xinfan didn't expect that Ling Mingming still didn't know his identity, so he could accidentally tell him where he was most entangled, and help him sort out the mess a little bit.

　　 Perhaps this is the tacit understanding of the young tameran?

　　 It is like when a person is spinning around like a headless fly in the boundless darkness. Suddenly someone appears next to him and tells him: "Don't worry, I'm just like you."

Even if the darkness is still pure and the future is still confused, the journey for two people is always better than alone~www.readwn.com~ Ignore the intervening episode of Xinfan, the schedule and original arrangement of the Holmes tour group It's no different.

　　 By the end of the dinner, everyone who was invited to participate basically had completed Holmes' one thousand questions.

　　 "Brother Hattori." Conan asked gruffly, "Will you really be kicked out if you don't write a question?"

　　 "Of course not," Hattori Heiji said confidently, "because!"

　　 He threw the question book onto the table with a "pop": "I have finished writing!"

　　 Conan was stunned: "When did you write..."

　　 Shinhan leaned against the window and said quietly, "Just when you might have a nap while you are going to take a bath."

　　 "How did you know that I took a bath... Ah, Hattori brother, you copied me?"

　　 Hattori Heiji quickly covered Conan's mouth with his eyes and hands, while threatening: "If you say more, I will throw you out!"

　　 "Hmm..." Conan's face flushed with discomfort, and his feet kicked randomly. "Let it go, let it go!!!"

　　 Shinhan: "..."

　　 I always feel that Conan will become more and more like a child if this continues. Heiji Hattori may never find Conan’s identity...

　　Ah, when will Hiroyuki Kanaya's body be discovered?

　　I was thinking, and I heard Fujisawa Toshiaki impatiently saying: "Where is Kanaya Hiroyuki? It's already past nine o'clock, when will the last question and answer he said begin!"

　　 "Yes." Maria Toda, who was dressed very metaphysically, also said, "I managed to finish a thousand questions. When will he make corrections?"

　　 The clerk named Hitomi Iwai hurriedly calmed down: "The order I received was to let me entertain guests until he showed up."