books44 Chapter 262 The Absent Class Reunion
Chapter 262 The Absent Class Reunion
An unknown shadow looms over the place, and names that should have been buried are brought up again, more terrifying than the tolling of bells before an execution.
Ai Haibara knew she should run away, but her consciousness froze before her body could.
It was impossible to tell whose voice it was, whose face it was, or the meaning of his words.
Only terror, the dark terror representing the organization, once again took hold of my heart.
"Ah, ah..."
No, don't come any closer!
At the critical moment, a decisive arm came to the rescue.
Amuro Tooru, his eyes filled with warning, stepped aside the newcomer and sternly questioned, "Who are you, and what do you intend to do to this child?"
That's what he said, but he turned his head to the side and focused all his attention on Ai Haibara alone.
The reason why this man associated Haibara and Sherry is still unknown.
But as long as there is even the slightest possibility that she is Dr. Elena's daughter, Amuro Tooru will not allow anyone to harm her.
"Ah, sorry!"
The stranger with wavy hair seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate and quickly withdrew his hand.
His two companions, a man and a woman, followed: "Murata, why are you walking so fast?"
Amuro Tooru scrutinized the three of them sharply: "Who are you people? I remember that unauthorized personnel should be prohibited from entering now."
"We are not unrelated personnel, and we apologize for frightening the children."
The three quickly pulled out their entry permits and identification documents from their pockets and explained the purpose of their trip to everyone.
"...So, we made a pact to return to our alma mater for a class reunion as the 19th graduating class of Teitan Elementary School."
Identity can be faked, but Amuro Tooru, with his intelligence background, remained vigilant: "Then tell me, why did you harass this child just now?"
"That's an exaggeration to call it 'harassment'..."
Murata Takumi recalled his actions: because he hadn't exercised in a long time, he was out of breath. After running, he was panting heavily, swaying and talking to himself, trying to touch the young girl... which did seem quite suspicious.
"It's because there used to be a girl in my class named Akemi Miyano, and she once showed me a picture of her younger sister, Shiho. She looks exactly like this little girl with brown hair!"
Amuro Tooru retorted, "But that was back in elementary school, wasn't it? At your age, you should be around eighteen or nineteen, about the same age as Ai."
It's basically the same age as Sulli.
But the idea of reversing aging is simply not true...
wrong!
Amuro Tooru's pupils contracted, the light in his eyes disappeared, and Ai Haibara's figure was reflected in his gray-blue iris.
'If it's an organization capable of creating clones, if it's that person who wants to transcend the flow of time... is it really impossible?'
Completely unaware of the speculation about Bourbon, Murata's colleague couldn't help but tease, "Then it definitely isn't her. Have you been working overtime all night and gotten confused?"
Murata scratched his head awkwardly: "Haha, that makes sense..."
Taking advantage of a moment when no one was paying attention, Conan quietly moved next to Ai Haibara and whispered, "Hey, I've never heard of your sister going to elementary school at Teitan."
Ai Haibara almost covered her eyes with her hood as she took out her phone and typed with one hand:
[All I know is that my sister frequently transfers schools due to organizational reasons.]
As a result, the sisters could not find a stable delivery address outside of their organization for their international communications, and their every move was subject to soft surveillance.
It wasn't until she received her code name, proved the value of her research, and returned to China that the two sisters' relationship improved.
"So, what brings you here?" Conan asked curiously.
"We were trying to find the time capsule we buried back when we graduated! When we sent the postcards, we specifically emphasized meeting on the playground, but even though we got the secret code from back then, we still didn't see her."
"...That's it."
Those connected to the organization all knew that Ms. Akemi/her older sister would never be able to attend.
That person has been completely devoured by the organization that eats people without spitting out the bones.
In a flash of inspiration, Conan suddenly thought of a possibility:
What if Miss Akemi, like leaving a magnetic disk, left some clues related to the organization in the time capsule?
"Then why don't we have our Junior Detective Club do it?"
"Then let me help you decipher it, which will make it easier for you to find Miss Akemi."
Clear and calm words drowned out the child's voice. Amuro Tooru interrupted Conan first and stepped forward to recommend himself: "I am the disciple of the famous detective Kogoro Mouri. Solving the code words of elementary school students is a piece of cake for me."
Besides, there must have been many changes on campus over the years, so it's more time-efficient to let me, a volunteer familiar with the structure, handle it.
"this…"
The three of them exchanged glances and nodded: "Alright then, we'll leave it to you. The address for our class reunion is the classroom of Class 6A. If you find it, please deliver it there."
"no problem."
After exchanging contact information with them, Amuro Tooru looked down and patted Conan on the shoulder: "You kids, just stay put."
Suddenly, my trouser leg was tugged.
Amuro Tooru looked down and saw Ai Haibara clutching his pants tightly, her eyes burning with a resolute yet sorrowful stubbornness.
That's not the expression a little girl should have.
"Ah, this is the first time Ai has ever taken the initiative to get close to a stranger!" Ayumi exclaimed, covering her mouth.
Conan climbed the tree using the pole as an excuse and started nagging, "Haibara finally has something she's interested in, Amuro-nii, please take us there! Please, please!"
As someone who witnessed Sulli fainting, Amuro Tooru was of course aware that she was later diagnosed with aphasia.
Judging from this reaction, it's undeniable that Ai Haibara is Shiho Miyano. She is Akemi Miyano's only surviving relative, and she should be allowed to see this keepsake.
Under the children's expectant gazes, Amuro Tooru nodded in relenting: "Alright then. But you all have to behave and not disturb the parent-teacher conference!"
"it is good--"
In a corner of the playground, a pair of innocent eyes watched their every move with a resentful look.
……
Ok?
A slight vibration came from his pocket, and Yoruichi Kuromon moved the pen away from his writing.
In the blank spaces filled with dense handwriting, two chibi-style figures were carefully sketched with a black pen. The long-haired figure wearing a fishtail skirt and the white-haired figure wearing a black hat were holding hands, smiling broadly, with the words "Daddy, I love you" appearing in large speech bubbles between them.
Coming to her senses, Kuromon Haruya took out her phone and unlocked it; it was a message from Mitsuhiko.
"Conan and Bourbon left with some strangers?"
Slide your index finger up, and a crow waiting in the southeast corner of the campus takes flight and lands on the nearby wall, sharing visual intelligence.
Kuromon Haruya glanced at them casually. He didn't recognize the others, but the man in the lead had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and short, coral-like curly hair—wasn't that Inspector Yokomizo Sango?
Judging that it was another everyday case triggered by the Grim Reaper's aura, Kuromon Haruya withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on Kobayashi-sensei at the podium:
"The next question from an anonymous parent is: In a family with two children, I try my best to meet the needs of both children and respect their needs equally, but my eldest daughter and second son still don't get along. I am very distressed now. What should I do?"
Regarding this question, would any parent here like to share their parenting experience? Okay, let's invite this parent to come up and speak..."