Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

Chapter 210

If you read it correctly, the driver who drove just now was the one - Yukiko Fujimine, and now it should be Yukiko Kudo.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became a little interested.

"Brother, trouble catching up with that car in front." I whispered in his ear.

"What are you talking about?!" The black brother was a little surprised.

So I grabbed a handful of dollars out of my bag and shook it in the rearview mirror with a grin.

From the rearview mirror, I saw that the eyes of the black brother instantly became determined.

"Hmph, little brother, you can be considered the right person, when I was young, I was called 'Hades' underground driver."

"Hades?" I moved my body a bit, trying not to let the rearview mirror see my expression, "Is it because it's too dark?" "

It seems that you underestimated the little brother..." said the black brother in a deep voice.

Then, for the first time ever, the taxi, which is usually used only to carry passengers, showed his extreme power.

As the speed got faster and faster, I suddenly regretted it a little.

The whole world began to spin around, and only two friction sounds like the neighing of a falcon continued to reach the ears.

After a long time, I felt the speed gradually slow down.

Looking up, Kudo Yukiko's car stopped not far ahead.

"Little brother, you quickly get off the car, this time it seems to be a little bigger."

I noticed that a traffic patrol car chased me behind me, understood what he meant, threw the banknote I had grabbed directly on the passenger seat, and quickly got out of the car.

In an instant, the black brother slipped away with a catapult start, and I don't know what will happen after that.

At this time, the traffic patrol car also stopped, and after noticing that the taxi had run away, a traffic policeman went down to Kudo Yukiko's silver sports car to check her documents.

Then the first thing that surprised me happened.

A bald middle-aged man leaned over, not knowing what to say to the traffic policeman, after which the traffic policeman nodded and left.

Immediately afterwards, the bald middle-aged man tore the mask on his face, revealing an extremely beautiful face.

"Sharon Wynyard?" I muttered.

A popular actress in the same era as Yukiko Fujimine, it can be said that the two of them divided the world equally.

Going out and being able to meet these two legendary figures is not worth the trip.

But it's just surprise.

Anyway, there was still a while before the show, so I found a restaurant to eat something first.

Then arrived at the venue before the show started.

"Golden apple."

A love stage play adapted from Greek mythology.

According to legend, there are three goddesses in the heavenly realm: Hera, Athena, and Venus.

One day they both received an invitation to a banquet, but the goddess Eris, who specializes in discord, did not receive an invitation.

So Eris gave a golden apple to the three goddesses, with the words dedicated to the most beautiful goddesses written on it.

In order to determine who was entitled to the golden apple, the three goddesses ran to Paris, the prince of Troy, to make a judgment for them, and in order to obtain the golden apple, the goddesses promised Paris benefits.

Hera, the queen of heaven, promised him the richest place in the world.

Athena, the god of wisdom, promised to make him the wisest.

Venus, the god of love and beauty, promised him to marry the most beautiful woman in the world.

Young Paris chose the latter between wealth, honor and beauty, and awarded the golden apple to Venus, the god of love and beauty.

For this reason, Hera and Athena hated Paris, and even the entire Trojans. Later, in order to fulfill his promise, Venus helped Paris kidnap the peerless beauty Helen, the queen of the Spartan king Meneos---.

In the end, this incident also became the trigger for the Trojan War.

Perhaps because of the desire to escape reality, I am still quite interested in so-called mythological stories.

However, in this stage play, it seems that the content of the story has been changed magically.

In the stage play, money represents power, work represents war, love replaces peerless beauty, and the golden apple becomes a diamond necklace with an apple gemstone pendant.

As for the male protagonist... Inexplicably turned into Archangel Michael.

The mythological system has changed.

Just as the final scene was at the end of Michael's verdict and ascended to heaven, an unexpected scene appeared.

Because it really ascended to heaven....

The male protagonist who plays Michael is suspended in the air by a wire wire, his pure white robe is stained with blood, and his godless eyes are quietly staring below the stage.

It was as if at this moment, his body and soul had ascended to heaven together.

There was an instant riot in the audience, and countless noisy women let out headache-causing screams.

"Again?" I was a little helpless.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Kudo Shinichi suddenly arrive on the stage.

In the place where he left, I noticed that Miss Mori and Yukiko Kudo were also sitting there.

It turns out that they also came to see the stage play?

It's just that I can't figure it out.

In my sixteen years of life, I have never encountered anything like this.

Within just one day of meeting Shinichi Kudo and Moriran, two killings were encountered.

Why?

However, now is obviously not the time to be cranky, and I chose to leave quickly while the police had not yet arrived and the scene was in chaos.

The events on the plane are still vividly remembered, and if they are taken as suspects again, it will be a big trouble.

Obviously, he just came out to distract himself this time.

As for solving the case and finding the truth, I think some people should be happy about it.

Everything, nothing to do with me.

When I walked out of the theater, the sky had begun to rain.

Dark gray clouds obscured the sky and blocked the sun's light.

The world became gloomy.

I don't hate it, though.

Cold raindrops fell on the face, gathered into lines, and ran down the sides of the nose.

At this moment, it seemed that the restless heart also calmed down.

In the air, a smell of earth and rain mixed, into the nose, then into the lungs for a week, and then exhaled again.

It's as if the body is purified.

I still chose to use an umbrella, and it would be rainy for a fool.

There is a difference between liking and brain damage.

While it's still early, why not grab a steaming cup of coffee.

......

At this point, I didn't realize what would happen to me on this quiet rainy night.

I never thought that I would intersect with the thread of fate of that woman in a certain one, and then tightly intertwined.

However, if we meet again, I will still make the same choice.

Because, I have never regretted it.

Even though she still grabbed my neck like this time, she pressed the cold muzzle against my forehead.

[Question: Suspected to be the last sentence of frost on the ground? ] 】