I saw the figure of a primary school student stumbling over.
Finally reaching the gate, he collapsed completely.
Shuji Tsushima held his hands on the railing of the balcony, lying there with his upper body watching, his iris-colored eyes swirling with unexplained thoughts.
ah……
If no one finds it, it will be buried under snow during the day the next day.
Will he die?
He supported his chin with one hand and tapped the wooden railing with his index finger, thinking out of boredom.
Do you want to pick up a primary school student and bring him back?
He thought for a moment, held the railing with one hand, and jumped down lightly.
Then, he sat cross-legged in the snow.
He held his cheeks in his hands and thought.
Ah... Oops, I don’t want to move anymore.
He lay down silently.
Forget it, whoever likes to pick up primary school children can do it.
He was lying with his limbs spread out in the snow.
Close your eyes peacefully.
Snowflakes fell on his black coat, crow feather-like hair and long black eyelashes.
Falling on pale cheeks and pale lips.
The soft and cold snowflakes kissed his pale lips, turning into warm water droplets and sliding down as if he had died without regrets.
He is the only ink color in the pure white snow.
…
"It seems...someone is calling me." Mao Lilan looked out the door and said to Suzuki Sonoko.
"How could anyone call you in a place like this?" Suzuki Sonoko said with an expression that said you were overthinking.
"But... I just feel someone is calling me, I want to go to the door to see." Mao Lilan said, walked out of the room and opened the door.
Under the stairs at the front door.
Found a fainted Edogawa Conan.
"Conan——" She quickly stepped forward and picked up the primary school student.
"Xiaolan...run away..."
"Escape from this place..." The primary school student struggled, panting, and said with difficulty.
Then he tilted his head and fell into coma again.
"He has a fever." Mao Lilan said, touching his forehead.
He quickly carried the person back to the villa.
"Why did he come back..." Arayoshi asked, looking at Edogawa Conan who was lying on the bed and breathing hard.
"Maybe he wants to stay here for the night." Tanaka Kikue guessed with a smile.
"By the way, the medicine that Mr. Tsushima gave to Conan." Mao Lilan took out several bottles of medicine from the primary school student's pocket.
He made a hole in the top of the bottle, poured it into a cup and fed it to the other party.
"This medicine...it seems that I don't need to get the medicine." Doi Takaki said with a smile while touching his head.
"You know it again?" Suzuki Sonoko said in a strange tone.
"The medicine President Tsushima drank is definitely much better than the ordinary medicine on the market. I still know this." Doi Takesuki said with a smile.
Kuroba Kaito: Don't you know? He caught a cold after swimming back from the sea last time. This is the medicine that guy from Tsushima sent him.
Effect……
Anyway, three pills a day, and he was almost healed after drinking two.
But speaking of which, what about Tsushima people?
Didn't he hear the sound of so many people gathering together?
"I'll call Tsushima over." He said to everyone and walked out of the room.
Arrive at Tsushima Shuji's room.
Push the door...the door is not locked at all.
It also saved him the effort of picking the lock.
It's just that the room that was supposed to be occupied was empty at the moment.
The bed was still neat and tidy, as if no one had been there.
Only the balcony window was wide open.
Kuroba Kaito: Hey, hey - isn't it...
He closed the door behind his back.
He rushed to the balcony at a speed that was not suitable for his body shape, lowered his head and looked down.
In the pure white ground, I saw dots of ink.
That's the color of Shuji Tsushima's clothes.
"It's really like when I was a kid, I would commit suicide if I wasn't careful..." He said with a headache.
Tsushima...is he still alive?
How do I get down there myself?
Jump? Or go out through the door?
Anyway, everyone is gathered in Mao Lilan's room now, so no one will notice.
He climbed down along the wooden railing of the balcony without hesitation.
He came to the figure whose whole body was covered with a layer of white snow.
He reached out and touched the other person's breathing and heartbeat.
Still alive.
but……
"Really, you two detectives are sick, what can I do if I am left alone as a Phantom Thief?" Kuroba Kaito sighed and pulled him up.
He patted a layer of white snow off his body with his hands.
"Young Master, you are really going to cause trouble for me." Kuroba Kaito/Doi Takuki sighed.
Shuji Tsushima committed suicide when he was a child?
As a child, Kuroba Kaito could only panic and ask adults to save him?
When he grew up, Shuji Tsushima committed suicide.
When Kuroba Kaito grows up, he has no choice but to save someone, but still has to hide his suicide?
"Obviously it was you who disturbed my sleep." Tsushima Shuji, who was supported by him, raised his head and looked at him with his iris-colored left eye.
"Yes - I'm really sorry." Kuroba Kaito said perfunctorily.
"Speaking of which, when can you perform..." Tsushima Shuji couldn't forget Kuroba Toichi's last magic trick.
"No, it's impossible, I don't know how." Kuroba Kaito said simply.
"Isn't it good to live, really?" He said helplessly.
"Ah...it's so annoying. I don't want to hear it." Tsushima Shuji covered his ears and said in a calm tone.
"...It's really...forget it." Kuroba Kaito gave up struggling.
It’s not like I never asked when I was a kid.
Anyway, it's of no use.
"If you want to see it so much, just wait until I learn dad's last magic trick." Kuroba Kaito said in a brisk tone.
"I'll show you a show after I learn it, okay." He said perfunctorily, as if coaxing a child.
"Really?" Tsushima Shuji tilted his head and stared at him.
"Of course, this Black Feather...ahem, I won't lie to others." He said confidently.
"But you have to live until I learn that magic trick so you can see it." He suddenly said in a low and serious tone.
Shuji Tsushima:……
Your father said the same thing back then.
He told me to live until I discovered the secret of his last magic trick.
Then he was gone.
"Let me fulfill the promise that dad failed to fulfill," Kuroba Kaito decided.
"Okay." Tsushima Shuji also agreed casually.
"I won't be dead for a while anyway."
"Learn quickly, second-generation magician." His tone seemed to reveal his expectations.
"I understand - young master." Kuroba Kaito spread his hands and said.
"But Miss Xiaolan picked up the little detective at the door, and I picked up a junior high school detective in the snow...ah, I should say it was a pretty boy detective..." He couldn't help laughing as he spoke.
"But I have telepathy. It is said that Miss Xiaolan felt someone calling her in her room, so she insisted on going out to have a look, and she found the little detective."
"Ah... love." Tsushima Shuji said with emotion.
The two returned from the gate.
"Doi Tower and Tsushima...why did you two come back from the outside?" Araki said in confusion when he saw them.
I didn't see anyone going out.
"Because I went to play in the snow." Tsushima Shuji replied.
"Yes, yes." Doi Takuki also quickly agreed with a smile.
Kuroba Kaito: If being buried in snow and almost dying is considered playing in the snow...
Shuji Tsushima is not lying.
"Well, young people are more energetic." Huang Yi, a middle-aged man who is already forty-six years old, said.
There was envy and emotion in his tone.
"But you still have to be careful about catching a cold." He expressed concern again.
"Okay." Doi Tucker nodded.
"Thank you for your concern." Tsushima Shuji also nodded.