The Visible Falling Valley-kun

47

The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the wind was blowing harder and harder. Several old glass windows of the church were blown and creaked.In the middle of the night, the window closest to them was finally overwhelmed by the blown branches of the wind, and everyone could only move to another corner.

None of the people who thought they would return after staying in the church for an hour or so didn't expect to spend the night here.Food and water for one night is not a big problem, the main reason is that there is not enough fuel.Mori Kogoro immediately stood up and called over the four young men who were huddled in the remaining corner. The cold-faced famous detective was full of aura, and the few people who had just suffered a big blow did not dare to refute and sat silently. past.As for the case planner Nishino Sumiya, he stayed in the room and said nothing, and Kogoro Mori knocked on the door to confirm that he was still alive, so he ignored it.

Edogawa Conan has been sitting next to Toru Amuro, who rests against the wall with his eyes closed, regularly reminding people to replenish water.He pressed his forehead against the forehead of the blond-haired young man to feel it, and confirmed that the fierce high fever in the first half of the night has subsided a lot, and he was relieved only after a little warmth.

In this kind of weather and environment, fever is a very serious matter.Besides, Edogawa Conan knew that there was a high probability that Mr. Amuro's body had some disease that had been concealed.

Think about what you heard from Mr. Akai, and what you saw at Poirot that day.After knowing the true identity of the other party and being rescued so many times, Kudo Shinichi felt grateful and guilty in his heart.

But the dawn has not yet come, and there are many things that cannot be spread out.What's more, there is an existence around him who seems to be an enemy but not a friend, so he can't act too special.

Uncle Maori...

Conan Edogawa turned his head and glanced at Kogoro Mori who was organizing several adult men to collect tablecloths and cut curtains.The way the other party looked serious was completely different from that uncle who was always nympho and drunk.

In fact, Kudo Shinichi can be said to have been watched by Mori Kogoro when he grew up. He knew that the other party was a very good criminal policeman. Although he was embarrassed to admit it when he was young, he was indeed visited by this handsome uncle many times.

In fact, thinking about it now, since he became Conan, he used the other party to find the truth and reason the case. Has the process gone too smoothly?It's almost like...

It was as if he was deliberately cooperating with him!

Thinking of this, Conan Edogawa and Shinichi Kudo in his heart bristled all over his body, and he shuddered violently.

Amuro Toru has been closing his eyes and resting his mind. He knows the actions of the little detective changing towels and testing the temperature for him.Although it feels a little too much trouble.

Even if he knew that the other party's real age was a 17-year-old high school student, he still looked like a seven-year-old elementary school student with short hands and short legs. Toru Amuro would not be so calm about letting a child take care of himself like this.

But under special circumstances, he could only accept it against his conscience.

The tentacle ghosts that almost occupied the entire church became extremely restless after devouring the ghost of Taisheng Nihara. All the fat tentacles in the main hall jumped up and down, and the group of demons danced wildly.

Because of his special attraction to heretics, a large number of tentacles flocked to him, and the black slime left on their limbs almost made a shallow layer of them sitting around.But fortunately, the little detective stayed by his side all the time. The powerful smoke of life on his body made all the tentacles that tried to get close to him shrink back, and they wriggled restlessly around him, but there was nothing they could do about him.

This made him a little relieved.The double resentment made him suffer for a while at first, but now he finally recovered.The high fever has also subsided a lot. Although being in the ghost cave still makes his heart beat abnormally fast, and his whole body is cold and painful, but thinking about the rescue that is about to go up the mountain, he thinks he can still hold on for a while.

When the sky was bright, the police force in Nagano finally succeeded in going up the mountain.

The sound of knocking on the door came from outside, and the people who had stayed up all night in the room stood up excitedly. He Tian Xiaoping, who was the closest to the door, hurried to open the door. Sure enough, there were a few policemen standing at the door, and they stopped behind. Four police cars.

Toru Amuro opened his eyes when he heard the sound from outside. He patted the little detective who was leaning against him and fell asleep, "Conan-kun, the police from Nagano are here! Wake up!"

The little detective had been taking care of him last night. After all, it was a child who fell asleep unconsciously.

The vigilance of a detective made Edogawa Conan sober up quickly. At this time, Mori Kogoro was already telling the police officer Yamato Kansuke about the murder that almost happened last night.

Toru Amuro leaned on the wall and stood up, and the oncoming wind and snow that came out of the church made him cough a few times.Edogawa Conan followed him and tugged at the hem of his coat when he heard him cough. "Brother Anshi, it's too cold outside, go in and wait before your fever subsides!"

Toru Amuro glanced at the tentacles in the church that became more restless after noticing his gaze from the corner of his eye, reached out and rubbed the boy's hair, and said with a smile, "It's okay, how can I miss Mr. Mori's wonderful reasoning!" Then, with the little detective's disapproving expression on his face, he walked towards the three people who were talking beside the police car.

"Ah! Amuro-kun!" Seeing him coming, Wakita Kennori's smile became even more exaggerated. He walked over and grabbed his arm and pulled him to Yamato Kansuke.

The middle-aged chef pointed to the blond young man next to him with excitement and admiration, and said, "This is Mr. Mori's first disciple, Toru Amuro. He was the one who first noticed something wrong with Mr. Nishino in the church. It's amazing!"

The hand holding his arm was not too light, Amuro glanced at the chef, and the other side looked back, the coldness in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Yamato Gansuke also noticed the unharmonious atmosphere between these two people, but he didn't think too much about it and only thought it was a mutual dislike between brothers of the same school.

But having said that, it's really unexpected that that stupid detective has two disciples!

On the other side, Zhu Fu Gaoming handcuffed Nishino Chengya, took him into the car, closed the door and walked over.He politely extended his white-gloved right hand to shake hands with Mori Kogoro and greeted him a few words.

His gaze turned naturally to the two people next to the detective, and Kogoro Mori introduced them as his two disciples.

"By the way, Amuro-kun, why did you run out? The patient should stay in the church and not come out to blow air!"

Toru Amuro scratched his cheek in embarrassment, "I'm sorry Mr. Mori, because I heard the teacher was reviewing the case with this Yamato police officer, I couldn't hold back for a while..."

"So this Mr. Amuro is not feeling well? I can find some medicine when Mr. Mori is going to take notes with us later."

Amuro Toru, "That's not..."

"That's really helpful!" Mori Kogoro smiled and shook Zhu Fu Gaoming's hand again, his gratitude was beyond words.

"Those people should wait in the car first. Our police will first check the scene according to Mr. Nishino and Mr. Mori."

Zhu Fu Gaoming turned around and walked towards the church, passing by him, and he whispered a simple sentence.

"A moment is worth a fortune, an inch of time is not to be taken lightly, time is money."

Amuro remained silent.

The sentence from Zhu Fu Gaoming's mouth was the words in the mission text message that Rum once sent him.When he knew that Wakita Kennori was among the people who came to Nagano together, he had a brief exchange with the administrator Kuroda Hei.

Now that Zhu Fu Gaoming conveyed this sentence, he was telling him.

Rum's identity has been confirmed, and Wakita Kanenori is Rum.

48

08:30 am, Nagano Prefectural Police Station.

After Amuro completed the notes, a young male police officer led the way to the reception room.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the traffic outside was not very convenient. Under the suggestion of Yamato Kansuke, Mori Kogoro decided to wait for the snow to lighten in the afternoon before buying a ticket and taking the high-speed train back to Tokyo.

As Toru Amuro walked in the corridors of the police station, along the way he met many policemen who were in a hurry or looked sleepy, and he felt a little strange.

Ever since Toru Amuro joined the organization and obtained the Bourbon code name, it has been a long time since he walked in the police station in such a fair and leisurely manner.

As a place where the police station arrests, detains, and interrogates various types of criminals, it stands to reason that there should be ghosts everywhere.But whether it is the orange smoke on each policeman or the pale golden light from the police badge hanging high in the police station, this place is very clean, without any shadow of black smoke.

In fact, the police academy that Jiang Guling attended was also like this. Even though there were many resentful ghosts, they were all non-aggressive existences, and Li Gui didn't even have a single one.

Thinking of this, the part of Amuro Toru who is Fuguya Rei has infinite motivation to support him to go on.

"Amuro-kun."

Zhu Fu Gaoming came out from the corner in front, holding a glass of warm water in his hand, pinching two unopened white pills in his other hand, and hanging a small plastic bag on his arm, the logo printed on it was the police station Next to the pharmacy.

"...Officers Zhufu."

Zhu Fu Gaoming first nodded at the little policeman who became very nervous because of his appearance, and then handed the medicine and water glass to Amuro Toru.

"I heard Mr. Mori say that Amuro-kun is still having a fever, so I went to buy some cold medicine. Amuro-kun should drink the medicine now, and I will wash the cup."

The familiar wording makes people unable to find any rebuttal just like before.

Amuro took it with a smile, "Thank you, Officer Zhufu, and I trouble you to brave the snow to buy medicine."

Seeing the blond young man obediently drank the medicine and water, Zhu Fu Gaoming's normally condensed aura eased a lot.He took the glass that the young man handed back to him and took another step forward, said "offended", and put the back of his hand directly on the man's forehead.

Jiang Gu Ling froze suddenly, but the face in front of him that looked like a young boy and the admiration he had cultivated since a long time ago still made him give up and stand there still.

Zhu Fu Gaoming quickly put down his hands, stepped back a little to a normal social distance, "Mr. Amuro still has a low fever, let's take a good rest in the reception room later."

"Besides, it's really beyond the norm for me to say this, but I still want to tell Amuro-kun that you should care more about your body, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about those who really care about you , will they feel sad about it?"

"Do you think I'm right? Amuro-kun."

When Toru Amuro returned to the meeting room with the plastic bag containing a lot of medicines given to him by Takaaki Mobushi, Conan Edogawa and Kenori Wakita were already there, and Kogoro Mori was still taking notes.

"Brother Anshi!" The little detective happily ran over and pulled him to sit on the sofa when he saw him coming in. "Is your health better?"

"Well, I just drank the medicine, I believe it will recover in a while, this time I really worried you. I'm sorry, Conan-kun." Amuro said apologetically, rubbing the little detective's head.

"Won't……"

"Amuro-kun, you..."

Wakita Kenzo suddenly moved from the single sofa and sat next to Amuro Toru, interrupting Edogawa Conan's words.

The middle-aged chef approached him, "Amuro-kun really has a good relationship with Mori-sensei and his family! I heard that Mori-sensei was an excellent criminal policeman before, that's right!"

"I also know that Mrs. Mao Li's daughter, Ms. Lan, has a childhood sweetheart who is also a famous detective, and she's a high school student!"

"It seems to be Kudo Shinichi, right?"

The emotion in Wakita Kenze's intact eye was not as joyful as in his tone. He stared straight at the blond young man with no flaws in his expression, and there was a lot of meaning in his words.

"That's right, Shinichi Kudo, a high school student detective." Toru Amuro nodded with a smile, "It's just that he went abroad with his parents to solve the case some time ago, and he's not in Japan now."

"How did Amuro-kun know?"

"Of course Teacher Maori told me."

And the real identity sitting next to Amuro Toru is actually Conan Edogawa, an elementary school student from Kudo Shinichi. During the back and forth conversation between the two adults in front of him, his back was wet with cold sweat from nervous sweat.

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