The fake wine life from scratch

Xiao Qianqiu opened her eyes and found that she was in a small dark room, her hands and feet were firmly tied to a chair by ropes.

"you're awake."

She turned her head and saw Hui Yuan Ai who was tied up in the same way.

The place where the back of the head was hit was painful, Xiao Qianqiu sighed: "You were also caught."

Haibara lowered his head and hummed, "But Yoshida-san and the others escaped smoothly."

Xiao Qianqiu smiled wryly: "Finally, I have some comfort, and it is a blessing in misfortune."

Huiyuan looked up at her, with puzzlement and confusion in his ice-blue eyes, as if he was thinking about why Xiao Qianqiu would push her away at that time.

Xiao Qianqiu slightly moved her stiff neck: "Do you know how long we have been arrested?"

Haibara said: "About four hours, not very accurate, he also gave me a little bit of ether in order to keep me quiet."

Hui Yuan Ai had received training in the organization before. Although he was not as good as a killer like Gin, his body's tolerance to anesthetic gas was stronger than ordinary people.So she could pretend to be stunned, and when the prisoner was not paying attention, she left traces of the receipt in her pocket, and then secretly threw it on the ground.

"It doesn't matter, I have left clues for Edogawa, he will definitely find us soon."

He didn't consider whether the other party could solve the clues left in such a hurry.

Xiao Qianqiu joked: "It sounds like you trust that little detective."

Huiyuan paused, she turned her head, and said lightly: "This is the only way to do it now, isn't it?"

Indeed, now there is no other choice but to believe in Conan.

Another hazy figure vaguely appeared in his mind, Xiao Qianqiu shook his head, but drove out the idea of ​​relying on others from his head.

The two fell silent in unison.

Xiao Qianqiu tried her best to relax herself and stop thinking too much, but her body was still shaking uncontrollably. After all, what they were facing was a perverted murderer who had committed many crimes.

The hands of the clock were ticking, as if the footsteps of death were approaching a little bit.

Xiao Qianqiu muttered to himself: "Four hours have passed...why didn't that guy kill us immediately?"

As soon as the words were finished, the door creaked open, and a tall man walked in.

Xiao Qianqiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she narrowed her eyes slightly to look at the other party.

The man had short blue hair, half of it to be precise, because there was a piercing hole on the right side of his head, and the skin on that side of the face and head was severely damaged. The difference is also very obvious.

The man is tall, about 1.9 meters tall, with two eyebrow studs on his left eye and two lip studs on his left lower lip.

This is "hole opening".

There's a... hole in his head too?

"Kudong" walked towards them slowly carrying a box covered with a black cloth.Just when Xiao Qianqiu and Hui Yuanai were guessing what kind of terrifying murder tool was inside, the black cloth was lifted, and the smell of food came out.

"Let's eat something."

The deep and magnetic voice is surprisingly nice.

Xiao Qianqiu's eyes widened in disbelief, watching the man pick up a takoyaki with a small toothpick and hand it to Hui Yuanai's mouth.

Hui Yuanai turned his head, his lips were tightly closed, completely ignoring him.

"Open Hole" raised his eyebrows: "It looks like a little girl with a lot of personality."

He didn't feel angry because of this, and he didn't intend to force Hui Yuanai to eat. He just looked at the cold but still fragrant takoyaki box with regret: "It's a pity, I've been waiting for this for a long time." The team bought it."

"..."

A strong sense of disobedience rose in Xiao Qianqiu's heart.

He was obviously the perverted murderer who kidnapped them, but he acted like a friend who invited them to his house.

"Open Hole" turned to her, "So lady, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Qianqiu looked at takoyaki, and then at "opening holes".

After a while, she still compromised: "Is there any salad dressing? I don't eat mustard."

"Kaidong" said: "Of course, my family has plenty of sauces."

Hui Yuanai looked up and looked at Xiao Qianqiu in surprise.

Xiao Qianqiu didn't know whether to tell herself or explain to Hui Yuan: "Maybe this will be the last meal of life, so don't treat yourself badly."

As she spoke, she tried her best to raise a smile that could be regarded as sunny.

Huiyuan closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Kaidong" brought salad dressing, squeezed it on the takoyaki, and handed it to Xiao Qianqiu's mouth.

Xiao Qianqiu opened her mouth cooperatively, and while chewing, she observed the "open hole" who was feeding her.The other party didn't seem like the violent, vicious murderer in the movie, at least he didn't look like it.

She swallowed the takoyaki and tried to communicate with the other party: "Mr. 'Opening', you also have a hole in your head."

Seeing that "opening the hole" did not show disgust or rejection, Xiao Qianqiu boldly continued to ask: "Can you survive with such a hole in your head?"

"Open Hole" did not answer her question, but asked instead: "Do you know that at four o'clock in the afternoon on September 1842, 9, on the construction site of the Vermont State Railway in the United States, a 13-year-old young foreman named Phoenix Gage had an accident. what?"

Xiao Qianqiu blinked in confusion.

Hui Yuan said expressionlessly: "There was an accident, and an iron rod directly penetrated his head from his mouth."

"That's right." "Open Hole" nodded, and continued: "At that time, everyone thought that Gage would be killed on the spot, but the reality is that he was able to speak after a few minutes of convulsions. With the help of his companions, Gage returned to his residence 1.2 kilometers away in a bullock cart, and after the doctor bandaged the wound, he even told the doctor that he would be able to go to work in a few days."

Having said that, he put down the toothpick with the takoyaki on it, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xiao Qianqiu's forehead: "The frontal lobe of the brain, which is where Gage's brain was pierced, is mainly responsible for people's emotions and decision-making. It's one of the differences between humans and animals. Gage miraculously survived with such severe damage to the frontal lobe."

"In the [-]th century, people discovered that cutting a part of the brain, or even half of the brain, can still lead a normal life, and the brain can still function normally after removing the connection between the left and right brains. The lumps in it saved many lives."

"Open the hole" paused, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "But no one can say whether a hole like mine can survive. At least I don't know before I open the hole for myself."

Xiao Qianqiu, who seemed to be listening to the popular knowledge of brain neuroscience, was shocked suddenly.

The hole in this guy's head was actually made by himself!

After "opening a hole", he took out a red pen from his pocket: "Next, I will make a hole in your head just like mine."

He walked towards Hui Yuanai first, and drew a cross on her forehead as a mark.It is probably a place that will be penetrated with an electric drill in a while.

Haibara struggled vigorously.

What a joke, this is not a designer bag, she doesn't want the same style.

Xiao Qianqiu naturally didn't want to join this brainstorming club, so she looked around the room, trying to find a way to escape.

But this room was empty, with only two chairs and no windows. It should be a place similar to a basement.

Huibara's struggling movement made the fork of "Kaidong" draw a little crooked, but instead of being annoyed, he was extraordinarily calm.

He put down the red pen, pointed to the hole on his head, his slender fingers scratched across the hideous scar, and his expression was like that of a believer taking a bath in a church.

"Do you know, the wind that comes in from here, and then goes out from here, the world will become a little bit more beautiful."

He said this in a gentle and tender tone.

At the same time, the sound of an electric drill sounded.

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