[Detective Conan] If the Yuanshan family gave birth to a boy

18.

Rin Toyama has been in a daze today.

The friend who usually listened to him seriously was staring at the shadow under his feet in ecstasy at this time, talking nonsense, not knowing what he was thinking, anyway, his mind was obviously not here.

After realizing this, Hattori Heiji simply closed his mouth and turned his head to observe the person in front of him carefully. —there were no dark shadows under those dark eyes, no sign of sleepiness in the face.It seems that he didn't stay up late last night, but why did he appear so dull?

Toyama Rin didn't know about this, he was still sitting on the stand with his chin propped up, his eyes were not even in focus, until Heiji spread his five fingers in front of his eyes and yelled a few times before turning back god.

"Pingji?"

"Hey, hey, why are you in a daze even at the sports meeting? What are you thinking about?"

"...I didn't think about anything." This is the truth, he really didn't think about anything, his brain was always empty, and his thinking was blank.But right now this is not the focus of the discussion, so Toyama Rin did not explain too much about it and instead asked his friend what he wanted him to do.

"I said, I'm going to the competition soon." Hattori Heiji, who had already changed his clothes, straightened up and folded his hands in front of his chest.He was wearing a dark blue sports vest, and the loose sports pants on his lower body just covered his knees, revealing his slender calves and the pair of brand new sneakers underneath.

very sunny. — Whether it’s the current expression or the skin color.

Seeing such a spirited friend, Toyama Rin felt that he seemed to be influenced by the other party, and his mood improved inexplicably.

Rin stood up and walked with his friends to a place that did not block other people's sight, and asked, "What project?"

"3000 meters, about 10 minutes later." Hattori Heiji handed over the number plate on his hand, "I forgot to put this on when I changed clothes just now, can you help me?"

Rin Toyama took the things, raised his chin to signal the other party to turn around, then stood up and pressed the pin to put the number plate and clothes together.

At this time, some people passed by on the runway, and volunteers were helping to clear the field for the next long-distance running event.On the outside, a few students wearing school uniforms and holding a few cardboard boxes hurried to the referee area at the edge of the field.There was a high jump competition in the open space a little far away from it, and some people surrounded it, and even after such a long distance, they could still clearly hear the shouts over there.

To be honest, Hattori Heiji himself can’t count how many cases he has solved. He deals with those weird criminals all day long. Sometimes he even forgets that he is a high school student. This kind of ordinary school activities should be his The whole of life, instead of standing in front of the corpse every now and then helping the police find clues.

Toyama Rin joked with him that he was a "part-time high school student" and "full-time detective", but he was powerless to refute. ——If it weren't for Hattori Shizuka talking about studying next to his ear every day, he would really spend all his energy on various commissions.

How can school compare to reasoning?

However... Well, Hattori Heiji's "really fragrant" can make people feel ashamed.Even from the perspective of a "part-time high school student", the school sports meeting is really great.

There are so many swaying figures in the sun, they are all youth.

"...I dreamed about you last night. You are a girl with a flat chest, and you said you like me." Facing the runway, Hattori Heiji was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said this sentence.

Rin Toyama shook the hand holding the pin, and the tip of the needle was inserted into the belly of his right finger.

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"Huh?! You have nothing to do at night, why don't you have more corpses? What am I dreaming about!" Besides, what kind of mess are these dreams?Ghosts like him.

"It's not something I can control... Hey, did you get your hand?"

"Stand still." Seeing that his friend had a tendency to turn around, Toyama Rin immediately raised his left hand against the other's back.Heiji's butterfly bone can be felt through the thin fabric under the palm, and it is covered with soft muscles, which are thicker than half a month ago.

When did this guy sneak off to exercise?

Rin Toyama paused, and tentatively groped a few more times until he touched the opponent's waistline.

As a result, Hattori Heiji jumped out half a meter.

"Hey!!! What are you touching!!!" The big detective protected his back, always feeling his scalp tingling, but it wasn't because he was afraid of itching.

He also didn't know why this happened.

Hattori Heiji squinted his eyes and looked at his friend in front of him, thinking that something like metaphysics would always appear to have a strong sense of presence after encountering Rin Toyama.The things he asked for at Kiyomizu Temple, Kinkakuji Temple, and Todaiji Temple were not as good as the other party randomly wrote a note and pasted it on his back——

Heiji was still in junior high school when he experienced this "metaphysics" for the first time.One day he took part in a submission contest on a whim. At the end of the competition, there was a small lucky draw, that is, the organizer would draw a lucky one from all the contributors in Japan to give away a 5-day trip to Hokkaido, free of charge.As a result, Rin Toyama joked with Heiji after he knew about it, and wrote a note of "the lucky guy who stepped on dog shit", and then stuck it on his coat while he was not paying attention. ——This guy took a note to class for a day, and soon after, he received a winning gift certificate mailed home, and the family successfully went to Hokkaido for a round of fun.

More importantly, he really stepped on shit when he got home that day.

By the way, there is also the guard.Toyama Rin said that he made it himself, and he didn't know what metal products were inside, and he was not allowed to open it to look at it.Heiji scoffed at this, but for the sake of his friend's righteous words, he "appreciated" and took it. As a result, the little thing just blocked him twice, otherwise his injury record would definitely add a few more. Pen.

Simply incredible.

Therefore, Hattori Heiji sometimes suddenly puts aside all logic and science to think whether his friends really have any wonderful superpowers, "crow's mouth" is fine, and now we have to add another "it's not right when you touch it", just like Just like that, including the last time I carried him in Aomori Castle——

No, no, he is a detective!What are you thinking about!Science is king.There is no such thing as metaphysics in this world.The déjà vu of metaphysics must be because the science is not developed enough. —— Hattori Heiji thinks so firmly.

Since science and logic are involved, he is a strong point.In short, the contact is mutual. If he touches Toyama Rin and the other party doesn't react the same as him, it means that the problem lies with himself.

There is no case to solve recently. The full-time detective Heiji, who is so free that he wants to reason when he sees people, spent a few seconds thinking about it seriously, and then reached out and touched his friend's chest.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

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How can this feel?It's the feeling of being touched.

Hattori Heiji couldn't help sighing after seeing the other party's puzzled but unresisting eyes.

What's the matter with this feeling like cutting a sword on the cotton... Is the problem really my own? !

"Aren't you still immersed in your 'beautiful dream' and unable to wake up?" Toyama Rin smiled, "If I were really a girl, you have already been slapped countless times by me, maybe you will be sent directly Go to the Police Department to file a case."

"...How is it possible.——I'm just curious how you got the Aikido rank when you're so skinny."

"Aikido uses techniques to defend against counterattacks, and it doesn't require much effort. — By the way, when did you go to practice?"

Hattori Heiji immediately showed a smug expression: "I went to the gym with my dad, every night. How about it for half a month?" He firmly believed that he would be able to fall down with his bare hands after a while. Rin Toyama is excited, looking forward to it very much.As for what happens after he is down, he doesn't care.Anyway, it's right to put it down.

every night?

Pingci recently went home at almost [-] o'clock at night and can go to the gym after dinner?So when exactly did he write his daily homework?

In a dream?

"Cut, that level of homework won't make me write for a long time. ——I will definitely not lose again when there is another kendo competition." If you need to recite you in the future, you don't have to worry that I will throw you off .

Of course, Hattori Heiji didn't say the last sentence.

"...Then congratulations in advance."

Rin Toyama said perfunctorily.He fastened the pins very quickly, and raised his left hand.

Seeing this, Hattori Heiji also stretched out his hand.

The two teenagers clapped their hands in the corner, counting it as a simple agreement.

"Bring back the champion."

"Of course!" Hattori Heiji showed his white teeth, and then ran down the stands.

After his friend left, Rin Toyama sat back in his seat, frowning slightly as he stared at Hattori Heiji's receding back.

He hasn't been in the right shape since this morning.He obviously didn't want to be distracted, but he couldn't control it all the time. This feeling was like he had forgotten something important, and his mind was restless.

He does know that many comics, movies and the like have such descriptions. When any big event happens, the protagonist will always be in the same state as he is at this time, always distracted, and everything will not go well.

Like tying your hands, breaking your shoelaces, knocking over a glass—

But in reality... there shouldn't be such a thing, right?No reasonable explanation can be found at all.If you tell Hattori Heiji about this, the other party will definitely stare at him and say that he is nagging.

Please, I don't want to think in this direction either.

Rin Toyama lowered his head, thought for a few seconds, inserted his fingertips into his hair and rubbed it hard, and when he raised his head again, his gaze had returned to normal.

In short, let's look at the tie game first.

Thinking so, he suppressed the inexplicable feeling, moved his position and lay down near the railing of the stand.However, he didn't see the other party's figure from the beginning to the end. That guy was so conspicuous among a group of white-skinned boys, there was no reason why he couldn't find it.

Couldn't be something wrong?

Rin Toyama frowned, and was about to call Heiji when he realized that the other party's mobile phone was in his place, so he had to go down to the stands to find it by himself.After seeing the anxious and busy people at the starting point and the head teacher who was on the phone with a serious face, he felt that his intuition was astonishingly accurate.

Hattori Heiji really deserves to be synonymous with "disaster". — This guy has been a sucker for accidents since he was a kid.There was a searchlight on the outside of the plastic runway that came loose and fell down and hit him with such an extremely small probability that he could encounter it. From a certain point of view, it was really the so-called "shit lucky guy".

"That...that's not the case." The cultural and sports committee member shook his head, and explained the situation to Rin Toyama who had just rushed to the hospital, "Hatbu-kun was smashed to save me."

"what?"

So Rin Toyama learned the cause, process and result of the incident from the narrative of the style committee member.

On that day, I changed to the school sports meeting.

The sky was cloudless, the sky was blue, the flags were flying, and the (signal) gunshots were fired.

When the lovely cultural and sports committee members of Group A of the first grade passed under the lamp, there was a sudden abnormal sound above their heads.

The damn searchlight is loose!It was about to hit her!

It was too late to say it, a piece of black charcoal with clothes... Oh, no, a dark-skinned teenager shouted "Danger!" Then he rushed over and pushed her aside, and he was hit on the head.

Very graphic, really. ——Compared to when he was looking for those bad guys.

"Well... the doctor said there would be no major problems. It's just that he needs to rest after a lot of stitches. He just fell asleep before you came."

Rin Toyama breathed a sigh of relief.But not long after letting go of his heart, that strange feeling came up again, like a sticky sticky spider web, which stuck to his hand and couldn't be shaken off.

"Mr. Yuanshan?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted.—I'm sorry to bother you to bring him here."

"No, no! It's not troublesome at all! Hattori-kun was injured because of me, I can't be like a normal person—" She couldn't continue.

Their cultural and sports committee is the typical image of a Japanese girl in the minds of foreigners.Thoughtful and timid, not tall, he always gives people a soft and weak feeling. I don't know how he summoned up the courage to run for this position.At this time, she looked quite sad, and felt that she could hide under the bed in the next second.

Guilt, apology and gratitude.

These are feelings that are almost unavoidable in this situation, and saying "you don't need to feel guilty" is as useless and polite as saying "drink more water" to a patient at this time.

Toyama Rin is not very good at comforting people, but he knows what words can divert attention.

"That's good."

"Eh?!" The girl froze for a moment.She didn't know why Toyama Rin said this sentence suddenly, and she didn't know how she should answer it for a while.

"This guy saved a good girl. ——He didn't get hit on the head in vain, did he?" Toyama Rin narrowed his eyes and smiled, crossing his fingertips and resting his palms behind his head, looking relaxed, "How to say Is it all his money?"

"Eh?! That...that, no—I'm lucky, Hattori-kun really..." The girl touched her bangs, and suddenly blushed.

Now it was Toyama Rin's turn to be surprised.

Hattori Heiji has such a strong sense of presence on weekdays, Rin didn't even notice if someone was watching the high school detective secretly like this when he was next to him.At this time, when Toyama Rin saw the female classmate next to her who was looking down at Hattori Heiji with her head down, she realized that her friends were actually very popular among girls, but for some reason, they agreed with each other tacitly. Did not say it.So it always gives him the illusion that no girl likes Heiji.

Go after it if you like it.

Although Hattori Heiji always looks impatient, he is quite patient with girls.

Especially girls older than him.

There was a sudden, very awkward silence in the room.

After discovering that the cultural and sports committee member seemed to have a good impression of Heiji, Rin Toyama came up with the idea of ​​not being a light bulb. He put Heiji's mobile phone on the table next to him and planned to leave first.

But before he could say goodbye, the other party's cell phone vibrated. The number on it was familiar to him, and it was Police Officer Otaki.

This is unexpected. What is Officer Otaki doing with Hattori Heiji?Solve the case?

Rin Toyama looked at a friend who seemed to be sleeping soundly, and hesitated for a moment whether he should pick it up for the other party. After thinking for a while, he called Heiji and put the phone in it.

Hattori Heiji just woke up, and he was a little dazed. After a few words of "um", he handed the phone to his friend: "I'm looking for you."

"Ah?" Officer Otaki could still understand when he asked Heiji, why did he ask him?Do you need guards?

"I don't know what's going on... He said he didn't know your number, so he called me... You answer it first."

Rin Toyama took the phone suspiciously, turned his head slightly to the receiver, and originally planned to talk outside the corridor, but stopped abruptly when the other party spoke the first half of the sentence.

"What did you say?" He thought he had heard wrong.

"Minister Yuanshan...was shot and is currently in the hospital for rescue."