Conan Moslin

Let’s skip Conan’s roller coaster mood swings that night and return to the follow-up of Kuriyasu’s visit to Professor Hirota.

Professor Hirota slept comfortably in his study for the whole afternoon, wrapped in the blanket that his wife Toshiko had covered him with before she left.

When he was woken up in the evening by Mr. Hosoya who asked him to write a recommendation letter, he was still drunk, but he still wrote the letter.

Facing his former student who is now the president, he was chatting and laughing as usual.

"You are a very good student of mine, and I think your daughter must be very good too."

In the evening, Hirota Masami went to his friend Morioka's house to play a few games of chess.

"Morioka, you really made a mistake with this move!"

The two players won and lost in the game, but he remained as happy and relaxed as usual.

For Masami Hirota, today is just an ordinary day in the countdown to his aging life.

As for the student who once asked him for a photo of himself wearing women's clothing?

After an unknown amount of time, seeing that the photo did not appear in the fashion magazine sent from somewhere, he guessed that the child might have come to terms with it.

With one hand behind his back, Professor Hirota slowly dusted the dust on the bookshelf and thought with a smile.

Strange...it looks like one of the disks is missing.

Could it be that he accidentally gave it to that student?

What should I do if Mingmei comes to get it?

He has to call Xiao Shuo.

So, the news that a disk with special data and the virus "Dark Baron" was transferred to a man named "Shuo" was reported to the winery by Li An, who had just recovered from his illness, with a frown on his face.

Isn't she awaiting investigation?

Why dare you let her take care of this matter?

……

Yuko Soraki finally woke up from her sleep. When she went downstairs yawning, the lights in the living room were off.

On either end of the coffee table stood an unfinished glass of orange juice and an unopened can of coffee, and in the middle stood a closed red phone book.

She poured herself a glass of orange juice, pulled a straw from the bottom drawer, sat on the sofa, and casually flipped through the phone book on the table.

For Sister Li An, since she is willing to put it there, there is nothing that cannot be seen.

For example, she would not go to see the locked study.

There is nothing special about this information, it is just the approximate itinerary of those people, which makes it convenient for Sister Li An to meet or avoid those people when she returns home.

However, Sister Li An had obviously written this kind of thing down a long time ago, so why did she bother leaving a notebook here?

Turning to one of the pages, she got the answer.

"My name is Kuroba Li An. You can call me Kuroba or Sister Li An." Li An threw the garbage into the trash can beside her, cleaned up the coffee table, and introduced herself to the girl who was still a little reserved.

"This is Trojan Village. I just moved here recently."

The name Mu Ma Zhuang is not familiar to people, but when it comes to "Hei Yu Mansion", Shirley suddenly remembered that she and that person drove past here on the day when they were searching for Kudo Shinji's family.

"There are many neighbors nearby. I don't know who you are looking for." Li An stood up again while speaking, unlocked the study room, took a red booklet from the table near the door, and quickly sat back on the sofa. "I'll look through the phone book to see if there's anyone you know."

She spread out the phone book on the table and lightly wrote the last name of each neighbor with the tip of her pen: "On the street you walked by, Agasa, Changshan, Asako..."

From the direction of Miyano Shiho, we can intuitively see that the order of these names is very scattered and there is no pattern. In addition, there are many incomprehensible symbols densely marked behind the names and numbers.

"Ye He, Takasaki, Izumi..."

While reading out the last names of the neighbors nearby, Li An observed Miyano Shiho's expression.

Although Miyano Shiho deliberately controlled the changes in her expression, when the tip of the pen fell on "Kudo", Li An still caught a slight movement of her eyes.

Li An smiled and slowly drew a circle around the word "Kudo".

"Miya Noho, you want to look for him, right?"

There was no symbol behind the number of Kudo's house.

"My guess was indeed correct."

Wait, Miya no Ho?

The name was like thunder in her ears, awakening her dormant memories, and she was so frightened that she almost jumped up from the sofa.

Those who know her name...

Miyano Shiho's eyes widened.

"You are……"

"There is a sentence that is actually very suitable for now, but... I don't want to say it." Li An turned to a blank page in the phone book and showed his usual smile, "Because it will definitely scare you."

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Li An's tone remained unchanged.

She is willing to trade some possibly important identities for her trust because she needs the help of a scientist.

Whether from the perspective of tower disease or from other angles.

She had to gain her trust.

Because she is just a magician, not a scientist.

She couldn't take off her magic robe and put on a white coat.

At least it's difficult to do in a short period of time.

And the person you are most likely to meet as you follow the plot, who understands the potion and is sure to survive, is only Miyano Shiho, right?

"By the way, before we get back to business, should I tell you a piece of good news?"

How could there be any... good news...

Li An showed a mysterious smile that was unique to the performance and snapped his fingers.

The moment the lights in the living room went out, a ball of fire suddenly appeared on the notebook on the table.

In the uneven flames, a line of familiar, beautiful handwriting gradually emerged, then quickly curled up and shrank until it completely disappeared.

"...!!"

The lights in the living room came on again as if at precisely the right time, and Li An casually extinguished the flame on the phone book.

When she opened her palm, a red cell phone was lying quietly in her hand.

The small redbud flower pendant hanging on it swayed and was handed to another pair of trembling little hands.

It blooms at the junction of winter and spring, blooming in the alternation of cold and warm.

Its flower language - family and reunion.

"In exchange for this 'magic', aren't you going to tell me your real name in person?"

suck-

The orange juice in the glass was almost gone, and Yuko turned to the blank page in the phone book.

It had the name of a family that obviously didn't live nearby, but no phone number or address.

A line of code was marked like this.

[They are clusters of redbuds, with luxuriant branches and leaves and clusters of flowers. ]

【Never separate.】