Anti-parallel, highly helical

What Miyano held was still the file beginning with K.

"When investigating your family's genetic disease, I found something interesting," she rummaged through the materials. "This genetic disease does not seem to be unique to your family."

"It's not surprising," Kudo leaned over to look at the information in her hand, "So?"

"Ah, there it is," Miyano pulled out a photo.Kudo felt that the man in the photo looked very familiar.

"This man is Kuroba Robouichi, he seems to be best friends with your father," Miyano said without any fluctuations in his voice. "It's not an exaggeration to say that they are family friends."

"I haven't heard of it at all." Kudo frowned, Kuroba... "I know someone with the surname Kuroba."

"Oh?" The tone was obviously raised, "What kind of person are you?"

"Kuroba..." Kudo looked at the ceiling, thinking about suitable adjectives, "I feel like a very weak child. He has hypoglycemia at every turn, and he is prone to fever..."

"It's quite rare for you to know such a person." Miyano couldn't help complaining.Take an inventory of the characters around Kudo who can be called "friends", and there are no normal people among them. "Where did you meet?"

"It seems to be through playing games..."

"Impossible," Miyano put down the file in his hand, "With your skills, it is impossible to socialize through games. Where exactly did you meet?"

Where exactly?Kudo himself was taken aback for a moment.I seemed to be in a museum that day...thinking about Kaitou, and then met Kuroba.

According to Kuroba, he seemed to be going to the museum to test his courage.

"Well, by chance, I met in the museum."

"Museum? The museum that was visited by the thieves?" Miyano's eyes were full of interest. "Kudou, I don't know if you've heard of it..." Her tone was sly.

"Everything is accidental, it is inevitable."

After the two detectives left, Heiyu sat alone by the coffee table, playing with a game console with a black screen in his hand.

The great detective was originally so patient.Failed missionary, feeling very frustrated.

How could a person like him understand the sense of accomplishment at the moment of clearing the level.But... Kuroba put the game console aside.

I'm not in the mood to play games right now.

A moment of negligence, he made a big mistake in the last action.He didn't know what the detective's purpose was, but he just vaguely felt that his next situation was very bad.To be on the safe side, it's better to rest for a while obediently.

Thinking of this, Kuroba put the symbol "Hugh" on the schedule for the next week.

When the foot injury is healed and there is no problem with the body, let's make the next step.

There seems to be a winter school festival coming up next week, and it's not bad to enjoy ordinary high school life once in a while.

This guy suddenly suffered from some kind of secondary illness... Hou Kudo, who was once again chilled by Miyano, left the doctor's house in fear.Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Miyano felt a deep apology in his heart.

I think I just omitted the most important information about the family genetic disease just to watch the show.In all the information disclosed to Kudo, she automatically deleted the word "love".After all, the detective is considered an emotional idiot. Even if he was told that the disease was triggered by the side effect of the love gene, he probably wouldn't understand it.

Relying on the throbbing of love to trigger gene expression or something, it sounds like pseudoscience.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid even Miyano himself wouldn't believe it.The so-called trigger agent she gave to the detective was just to increase the hormone secretion of the trigger target to accelerate the expression of the target gene.When it comes to love, all science seems to be rendered powerless.

Being in love was never a science, and Kudo wasn't as slow as she thought -- at least he found his trigger within a week.

Although the opponent is the strange thief.

What a hopeless love, Detective-san.

She stretched in a good mood and returned to the computer.

What kind of ending will I recycle tonight...

The marriage ended well (laughs)

Kuroba Kaito really wants to go back to the furnace and try again.Ordinary high school life unintentionally became the second biggest flag of this work.

"Heiyu-kun? Mr. Nakamori asked you what event you are going to participate in." The voice of the white horse on the phone was very much like the protagonist of a pious manga.

"Why didn't she come to ask me directly..." Hei Yu replied in a muffled voice.

"Even if Kuroba-kun keeps his voice down, he still can't become a detective who loves sweets."

"It's you, recently, you've become more and more like a god who suffered from the second disease..." Ignoring the previous complaints that seemed to come from another dimension, Hei Yu turned back to the topic, "So, why did Qingzi ask you to ask me?"

"She said that no matter what activity you do, you will flatly reject it," Baima explained in a good-tempered manner. "So, a haunted house or a maid cafe?"

"...Are you forcibly simplifying the options to two?! Isn't there a normal one?"

"There are also friendly matches with other high schools, but Kuroba-kun probably won't be able to participate."

"Friendly match? Sports? How good is sports? The hot-blooded competition is high!" As long as it's not a maid cafe, Kuroba no longer cares about what he is talking about.

There are too many Flags, some of them are too many to count...

Anyway, the plot started to get out of hand, above.

(no plot

White Horse Detective: Becoming the god of the new world or something... What a joke.

The author has something to say: So far, how many stalks have you seen?

Ahaha just asking, after all, the plot is more important (laughs)