I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

(This extra chapter is about to reveal some things about the predecessor’s mother and Belmode. The story line continues from the previous two dreams. For details, see the dream after the incident in Chapter 146 and what is her name in Chapter 162)

(The story is narrated in the first person, so if you don’t like it, you can read it quickly)

Two years ago

The summer breeze blew through my hair, and I stared at the back of the housekeeper in the distance.

"Mei Ji, my mother's name is Mei Ji."

I clenched my fists, and two lines of tears fell from both sides of my cheeks. This was the first time I knew my mother's name in so many years.

I don’t know why, but my mother’s name is like a taboo in the Otoi family. No one has ever taken the initiative to tell me stories about her. This is the first time.

But I vaguely felt that there was something hidden in the butler's words, but I'm afraid that even if I ran to ask, he wouldn't say anything anymore.

Because I deeply understand that all the housekeeper’s actions represent my father.

Without his approval, I'm afraid the housekeeper wouldn't have said so much to him.

This world is really unfair. As the sole heir of the Otoi Foundation, his life that should have been carefree has become crippled by the loss of his mother's love.

As for the father?

Humph, he is no different than dead.

All I know is that he has been flying around the world every day, and a random name he signs can help an ordinary family live dozens of lives without worrying about food and drink.

But when he was making countless money, did he ever think about having a son?

Perhaps to him, this so-called son in name is just a tool used to take over the consortium.

Want to leave this place.

……

I went back to the room and Eiffel was cleaning up. She would tidy up the room every day.

Seeing her back, the grief in my heart seemed to ease a little. She is the only person in this family that I am willing to trust.

I never thought of her as a personal servant, but as a big sister who I could open my heart to.

It seems that this can make up for my lack of maternal love.

The eldest daughter is like her mother?

That’s pretty much what it means.

She is the most beautiful person I have ever seen besides my mother.

Raising my head, I said to her: "Eiffel, I want to go out."

"Master, where are you going this time?" She walked up to me, with a faint fragrance on her body.

"New York."

Eiffel bowed slightly and said, "I understand."

This is not the first time that I have had such a conversation, because running away from home is a common occurrence for me.

In addition to blocking me the first time, Eiffel also acquiesced to my strange behavior later on because she knew that no matter how far I went, I would eventually come back.

I walked to the table and gently picked up the photo frame on the table.

This is the only photo of my mother.

Straight and smooth black hair, big clear eyes, lips that are just the right size, and a beautiful face.

She stood under the huge red maple in the courtyard, wearing a luxurious kimono with a small pattern embroidered with fine red wheat flowers.

He held a baby in his arms, and beside him stood the still little Eiffel.

The mottled light and shadow fell on her body piecemeal, making her appear gentle and strong.

Like "Yamato Nadeshiko".

At this time, Eiffel had already walked over, "Madam, you are so beautiful..."

I bit my lip and carefully put the photo album back in its place: "However, there is no way she is a researcher from her appearance."

"It's an incredible feeling, isn't it?" she said, tilting her head.

I nodded and took the prepared things from Eiffel's hand, which was only a very simple school bag.

In addition to a change of clothes, there are only mobile phones, wallets, passports and a wad of US dollars in the schoolbag.

Sufficient for traveling.

Even if the cash is not enough, the money in the card is enough for me to run away from home for 100 years.

"Let's go." I picked up my schoolbag and left without looking back.

"Master, come back soon."

……

Tokyo International Airport

I held the boarding pass in my hand tightly, waiting for the boarding prompt. After hearing the announcement from the airport that the plane was about to take off, I packed my schoolbag behind me and walked towards the boarding gate.

Through the crowd, a young couple passed by.

I vaguely heard the boy say:

"Holmes said that you cannot make inferences without getting any evidence. In that case, you can only go astray."

"Things that go unnoticed are not obstacles, but clues. When solving such problems, we mainly use reasoning methods and push back layer by layer."

"In detective work, the most important thing is to be able to distinguish the priorities from the complicated facts. Otherwise, not only will your energy not be concentrated, but it will be distracted."

To be honest, I don’t understand what he said, but according to the concept in my mind, Sherlock Holmes is just a character in a book.

No matter how great he is, is it really okay to talk about this during a date between lovers?

With curiosity, I looked at the girl with horns on her head next to him.

Although she is tall and tall, her gentle and cute appearance really makes her seem a bit fragile.

At this moment, she lowered her eyes and her long eyelashes were trembling constantly. She didn't have any impatient expression, but she just looked a little aggrieved.

Sure enough, my guess was correct.

However, none of this has anything to do with you. Everyone has their own story. You can't just see something one-sidedly and evaluate it without understanding the whole picture.

I sighed for the girl in my heart for three seconds and then put the matter behind me.

After boarding the plane, I found my seat and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Can you please stop smoking? This is a no-smoking area. You will cause trouble to everyone if you look like this. If you want to smoke, can you please go to the smoking area at the back?"

A voice accompanied by the pungent smell of smoke woke me up.

I opened my eyes impatiently and subconsciously stretched my head to find out.

At this moment, the girl next to him also poked her head out.

We bumped into each other accidentally.

The severe pain made me wake up completely. When I raised my head while covering my head, the girl also raised her head at the same time.

Although her eyes were as red as a little rabbit and there was a faint sparkle in her eyes, she still quickly said "I'm sorry" to me.

At this time, I noticed that the girl in front of me was the one I had just met at the boarding gate.

So I shook my head, "You don't need to apologize, it was just an accident. Speaking of which, I should also say sorry to you."

She tilted her head and suddenly smiled softly, "Thank you, my name is Mao Lilan."

The beautiful smile was mixed with a hint of tears.

I blinked and thought of the scene at the boarding gate just now, so I made it up casually: "Arthur Hirai."

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