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

If I read it correctly, the driver who drove just now was Yukiko Fujimine, and now it should be Yukiko Kudo.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became interested.

"Brother, please catch up with the car in front of you." I said in his ear.

"What are you talking about?!" The black man was a little surprised.

So I took out a handful of U.S. dollars from my bag and shook them in the rearview mirror with a smile.

In the rearview mirror, I saw the black man’s eyes instantly become determined.

"Hmph, little brother, you have found the right person. When I was young, I was an underground driver known as 'Pluto'."

"Pluto?" I shifted my body, trying not to let the rearview mirror catch my expression, "Is it because it's too dark?"

"It seems that you, little brother, have underestimated you..." the black man said in a deep voice.

Then, this taxi, which is usually only used to carry passengers, showed its ultimate power for the first time in its history.

As the speed became faster and faster, I suddenly regretted it.

The whole world began to spin, and only two friction sounds like the neighing of falcons continued to enter the ears.

After a long time, I felt that the speed was gradually slowing down.

Looking up, Kudo Yukiko's car stopped not far ahead.

"Brother, get out of the car quickly. It seems that you are a little too big this time."

I noticed a traffic patrol car chasing after me, understood what he meant, threw the banknotes in my hand directly on the passenger seat, and quickly got out of the car.

In an instant, the black man ejected and slipped away. He didn't know what would happen next.

At this time, the traffic patrol car also stopped. After noticing that the taxi had run away, a traffic policeman simply got out and walked to Kudo Yukiko's silver sports car to check her ID.

Then something surprising happened for the first time.

A bald middle-aged man leaned over and said something to the traffic policeman. The traffic policeman nodded and left.

Immediately afterwards, the bald middle-aged man tore off the mask on his face, revealing an extremely beautiful face.

"Sharon Wynyard?" I murmured.

A popular actress of the same generation as Fujimine Yukiko, at that time the two of them could be said to share the world equally.

It was a worthwhile trip to meet these two legends when I went out.

But it was just surprise.

Anyway, there was still a while before the show started, so I found a restaurant to eat something.

Then we arrived at the venue before the show started.

"Golden apples."

A love stage play adapted from Greek mythology.

According to legend, there are three goddesses in heaven: Hera, Athena, and Venus.

One day they all received an invitation to a party, but Eris, the goddess of discord, did not receive the invitation.

So Eris gave a golden apple to the three goddesses, with the words "dedicated to the most beautiful goddess" written on it.

In order to determine who is qualified to possess the golden apple, these three goddesses went to the Trojan Prince Paris to make a judgment for them. In order to get the golden apple, the goddesses promised Paris benefits.

Queen Hera promised him the richest place in the world.

Athena, the god of wisdom, promised to make him the wisest.

Venus, the goddess of love and beauty, promised him to marry the most beautiful woman in the world.

Young Paris chose the latter among wealth, honor and beauty, and awarded the golden apple to Venus, the god of love and beauty.

For this reason, Hera and Athena hated Paris and the Trojans as a whole. Later, in order to fulfill her promise, Venus helped Paris kidnap the queen of Sparta King Meneos---the peerless beauty Helen.

This incident eventually became the trigger for the Trojan War.

Perhaps because of my desire to escape reality, I am quite interested in so-called fairy tales.

However, the content of the story seems to have been magically changed in this stage play.

In the stage play, money represents power, work represents war, love replaces peerless beauty, and the golden apple becomes a string of diamond necklaces hanging with apple gem pendants.

As for the male protagonist... he inexplicably turned into the Archangel Michael.

The mythology system has completely changed.

Just when Michael's judgment was over and he ascended to heaven in the last scene, a scene that I didn't expect appeared.

Because I really ascended to heaven...

The male protagonist, who plays Michael, is suspended in the air by a wire. His pure white robe is stained with blood, and his eyes are staring at the bottom of the stage silently.

It was as if at this moment, his body and soul ascended to heaven together.

The audience immediately burst into commotion, and countless noisy women let out headache-inducing screams.

"Again?" I was a little helpless.

Immediately afterwards, Kudo Shinichi was seen suddenly arriving on the stage.

Where he left, I noticed that Miss Moriran and Yukiko Kudo were also sitting there.

Did they also come to watch a stage play?

It's just that I can't figure it out.

In my sixteen years of life, I have never encountered anything like this.

Just within one day of meeting Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan, they encountered two murders.

why?

However, now was obviously not the time to think wildly. Before the police arrived and the scene was in chaos, I chose to leave quickly.

What happened on the plane is still fresh in my mind. If he is regarded as a suspect again, he will be in big trouble.

Obviously I just came out to relax this time.

As for solving crimes and finding the truth, I think some people should never tire of it.

Everything has nothing to do with me.

When we walked out of the theater, it started to rain.

Gray clouds covered the sky and blocked the sun's light.

The world became gloomy.

I don't hate it though.

The cold raindrops fell on his face, gathered into lines, and flowed down the sides of his nose.

At this moment, the restless heart seemed to calm down.

In the air, there was a smell of soil and rain, which penetrated the nasal cavity, then entered the lungs and circulated for a week before exhaling again.

It's like the body is being purified.

I still chose to hold an umbrella, only idiots would get caught in the rain.

There is a difference between liking and being stupid.

While it's still early, why not go have a cup of steaming coffee.

……

At this time, I had not realized what would happen to me on this quiet rainy night.

I never thought that the threads of fate between myself and that woman would intersect at a certain point and become tightly intertwined.

However, if we meet again, I will still make the same choice.

Because I have never regretted it.

Even though she still grabbed my neck like this time, and pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against my forehead.

[Question: The previous sentence of "I suspect it's frost on the ground?" 】