The Split-Actress in Conan's World

Even with extraordinary healing abilities, spinal nerve damage is not so easy to recover. Even with such abundant medical conditions, it took Chiyoko three days to barely recover enough to do some simple movements.

As soon as his condition improved, Haibara Ai abandoned her responsibility of feeding him and ruthlessly said she would do it herself.

"I still think it should be sweetened."

Chiyoko carefully manipulated the spoon and put the half-warm and half-cold porridge into her mouth.

He spent these three days on a liquid diet. Every day he was fed either various types of porridge or watery egg custard, which were so bland that they could make people feel bored. During this period, Haibara Ai also tried to make eight-treasure porridge with red beans, thinking that it would have some flavor, but Chiyo felt nauseous after eating it and vomited for half the night. After that, they only dared to feed him white porridge.

"What did Conan say?"

Haibara Ai put down her phone and met his slightly inquiring eyes. Her phone just rang, and Chiyoko had sharp eyes and saw who was calling.

Of course, it is easy to guess that, apart from this kid, there is usually no one who can contact Haibara Ai. The doctor lives with her under the same roof, and he tells her directly if there is anything. When he is away, he mostly contacts Chiyoko, who then tells the other two fake children.

"Let me check for information on a serial murder case on the Izu Coast that specifically targets women who dye their hair. It looks like they've run into some tough trouble again."

Haibara Ai responded casually and turned off her phone.

There was no computer at hand and Chiyoko's terminal was broken. She couldn't possibly abandon the patients here and go back to help that detective boy investigate, right?

"He is really born with a physique for events. I can only say that he is made for this." Chiyoko sighed, drank the last mouthful of porridge, and asked again:

"By the way, aren't you going to school? The bombing happened on the weekend, and it's been three days now. You should be going to school, right?"

"What's the point of going to elementary school classes?" Huihara Ai first said in a low voice, and then after seeing Chiyoko's serious expression, she explained: "I asked the doctor to help me ask for leave. I can't let that old donut guy who lives a mess of a life take care of people."

"Anyway, there are no special arrangements for the school these days. School ends at 2pm every day. It doesn't make any difference whether you go or not. Didn't Edogawa take a day off to go to the beach with his two childhood friends?"

"That's right... wait, why aren't Xiaolan and the others going to school?" Chiyoko suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Who knows, it seems like it's because of the messy arrangements during the school festival, so they don't have classes these two days." Haibara Ai didn't care much about it and guessed casually, losing interest after a few words.

"......Okay, it's worthy of being a national high school." Chiyoko's face was solemn, and she secretly decided that if she had a choice in the future, she would definitely choose to go directly to Teidan High School.

This is not only for future achievements and social status, but also for having a happy and relaxing high school life!

buzz-

The two of them were chatting casually about trivial matters, and Haibara Ai's cell phone, which was placed on the table, vibrated slightly, breaking the pleasant atmosphere.

Huihara Ai frowned slightly, picked it up and took a look.

It's an unfamiliar phone number.

After thinking about it, she decided to answer the call.

After listening for a while, she put the phone back on the table and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey, I heard that the little boy from Rin's family was injured?"

A familiar smell of Kansai came from the speaker of the mobile phone.

"Idiot, how can you talk like that..." There was some noise in the background, as if there was a not-so-intense fight going on.

"Xiao Guang, we were planning to come and visit you, but there was a typhoon on the outer island these days, and transportation was not very convenient, so we had to call and ask. Don't mind it!" Yuanshan and Ye Yuanqi's voices came from afar. It seemed that they had snatched the right to use the phone and hurriedly explained it first.

"It's okay. How did you and Sister Ye know Ai's phone number?" Chiyoko knew Hattori Heiji's character and didn't take it to heart, so she asked curiously.

"Since I can't get through to you on the phone, I'll go ask...Conan!" The boy with a heavy accent interrupted and seemed to have the upper hand briefly.

"My phone is almost broken. It looks like even my phone card can't be saved. I guess I may have to change my number later."

Considering that Toyama Kazuha was also listening on the phone, Chiyoko did not mention words like explosion to avoid causing unnecessary worries.

The two people who were far away in Osaka chattered a lot of caring words, and seemed to be vaguely worried that he would be bored staying in the ward. They talked about many interesting trivia in life, and Hattori even showed off several cases he had solved during this period.

A small cell phone actually created a noisy effect for the two of them.

Chiyoko didn't really dislike it. Rather, she enjoyed it a bit. After all, Haibara Ai was a quiet person. Usually, it was just the two of them staying in this ward, with their occasional conversations, which made it seem a bit lonely.

The phone call between Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha just neutralized the situation.

The call ended in a quarrel.

Chiyoko reached out to hang up the phone and immediately saw the call records in the address book on her phone.

Apart from the call from Hattori just now, there are almost only two contacts left. On average, there is one record with him between every three records with Conan.

"Most of the time, the great detective uses me as an intelligent search engine." Haibara Ai took a small bite of an apple and said faintly.

It was also her first sentence since the call began.

Just after Hattori and the other man called, she sat at the table and started peeling an apple, without saying a word, just listening quietly, making the two people who called forget that there was someone here and ignored that it was actually her call.

Speaking of which, she usually sits on this chair when she has nothing to do, occasionally watching TV, occasionally flipping through the fashion magazines she brought with her, and admiring the new items.

Before she knew it, most of the gifts brought by visitors had gone into her stomach.

Chiyoko didn't have any objection to this, but she always felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this woman was very quiet. If he didn't say anything, she wouldn't speak either. If he called her, she would just respond with a few words. Once he didn't expand the topic, she would stop talking.

Like a ghost wandering in this ward.

In fact, it wasn't like this at the beginning. When he just woke up, Haibara Ai was still very considerate and caring. She almost helped him go to the toilet.

It started from the first word he said, "Graybara".

When he first woke up, he was in a dream and didn't know if his brain was broken or what, he was in a sticky mood, and he actually called the woman "Ai" in a soft voice.

Later, when he sobered up a little, he felt a little anxious, but was also afraid that she would secretly make a note of him in her heart, so he used all his acting skills and naturally went back to his previous name, calling her "Huihara" and pretending that he had never said "Ai" before.

As a result, the woman's expression suddenly turned cold, and the air around her almost froze.

He didn't know which landmine he had touched again, but his extraordinary wisdom made him choose the right...perhaps the right action in the critical moment.

He suppressed his blushing and embarrassment and changed back to calling her "Ai" directly. However, her mood did not improve and she still looked as if she was freezing to death.

Although her attitude was a little cold, Queen Haibara was still kind. She did not abandon him alone and still took care of him meticulously, but now it has become a situation where she will respond to his requests whenever he asks, and will not respond even if he doesn't ask.

No matter how thick-skinned Chiyoko is, there is nothing he can do in the face of this situation!

I don't know what happened during his coma that made this difficult young lady feel so complicated...

Chiyoko sighed helplessly in her heart, silently felt the speed of her body's recovery, and looked forward to the day when she would be discharged from the hospital.

......

The dim street lights, with not-so-bright light, are swaying in the gloomy night.

They light up one by one, intermittently, into the distance until they connect with the faint stars, pointing the way for the lost travelers in the night - even though they don't know where it leads to.

Porsche 356A, an old-fashioned sedan. If you are nostalgic, you may remember its former name.

German tree frog.

It seems to have carried too much weight of time and is no longer able to bear the burden, so it is anchored in an unknown corner of the night.

The car window slowly fell, and a few wisps of light smoke drifted away with the slow wind.

Gin held a cigarette in one hand, flicked the ash through the car window, and his long and narrow eyebrows relaxed slightly.

The corners of his eyes were always unconsciously raised, and his pupils showed a bit of spirit, but upon closer inspection they were somewhat dull, which always made people feel that he was ferocious.

But in fact, it was only because of long-term lack of sleep that he needed to keep his eyes open so that they would not close at any time. Even if he forced himself to stay awake, he would often unconsciously reveal extremely subtle fatigue, which manifested itself as a slight absent-mindedness.

"Brother, have some water." Vodka took out a bottle of purified water from the booth, turned half his body, stretched out his hand and handed it over, and at the same time picked up the ashtray specially prepared in the car.

Gin put out the cigarette in the ashtray in his hand and took the water.

He opened it and took a sip to moisten his throat, then placed the bottle at his feet where he could clearly see it, then turned on his phone.

The pale light shone on his pale face, Gin's pupils shrank and he lowered the brightness a little.

Although several days have passed, the explosive hostage incident that shook Tokyo has not stopped fermenting. Gin has been busy with missions these days and did not get the news in the first place, but even now, he can still see a lot of fun.

This reminded him of the fireworks that Glenfiddich set off in the harbor.

The ones that exploded didn't cause any waves, but the ones that didn't explode became huge waves.

interesting.

"What are you looking at?"

That inexplicably irritating tone of voice sounded outside the window.

Gin snorted coldly and ignored him.

Although Glenfiddich deliberately slowed down his pace when approaching, how could Gin, as a top killer, hide from him?