Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 155 Amnesia

Thunder roared, accompanied by heavy rain.

Like a firecracker, it hit the roof.

Maybe it was a nightmare, the person on the bed looked panicked, mixed with anxiety.

He seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

The sweat on his forehead wet the front strands of hair.

A nightmare from which no matter how hard you struggle, you cannot escape, as if you are stuck in a swamp.

"Gourd baby, gourd baby, a flower on a vine, wind and rain."

The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table turned on, and the ringtone sounded like a life-saving straw, successfully saving her.

"Hey?"

Before she could see the caller ID clearly, she pressed the answer button.

He reached out and touched his forehead, it was slightly hot.

I don't know if it's because I just woke up or because I have a fever, but I always feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Abandoned hut, come quickly."

On the opposite side was a male voice who deliberately lowered the volume, his tone was a little hasty.

Before she could respond and ask, the other person hung up the phone.

"Toru Honkawa"

After seeing the name clearly displayed in the call record, Qinghai Chuantang shook his head and finally regained consciousness a little.

It seems that what I want has been found.

A small wooden house hidden in the forest was the meeting place they had agreed to meet.

"Everything you want is here."

Ben Chuan handed her the USB flash drive and a note, feeling relieved.

Then, he took out the gun and pressed it to his temple.

"Every day, I live in the deception of the people around me. Gradually, I began to forget who I really am. Even when I look in the mirror, I seem to be looking at another person."

"Let me go."

When Qinghai Chuantang was about to say something to stop him, a sudden gunshot hit Toru Ben Chuan in the heart.

He showed an expression of disbelief.

Immediately, he fell to the ground, eyes wide open.

Being stalked?Or, has there been an ambush?

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the man who appeared at the back door, and quietly stretched his hand to his waist.

A black baseball cap covered most of his face.

The water droplets on the raincoat were constantly sliding and dripping on the floor.

Just when she was about to draw out her gun, someone suddenly appeared behind her and gave her a sap.

"Don't you just kill her?"

"That would only lead to more trouble. We just have to take things away and wait, someone is coming!"

The man in the raincoat quietly walked to the window and found a patrolman heading here, as if he heard a gunshot.

He had to lower his voice and said: "Evacuate first, and then think of a way."

The two left through the back door, and the patrolman just arrived in front of the wooden house.

Knocked on the door, but no one answered, but the lights inside were on.

"excuse me!"

The patrolman turned the doorknob, found that the door was not locked, opened it quickly, and ran into the house.

I saw two people lying on the ground.

The man was shot dead and the woman appeared to be breathing.

Seeing that there was still life to be saved, the patrolman quickly dialed the emergency number and the police number.

the next day.

When Qinghai Chuantang woke up, he found himself in the hospital with a splitting headache.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, he realized that his head was covered with gauze, no wonder it felt a little heavy.

After tearing off the infusion needle in his hand and removing all the gauze, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed.I just reached out and touched the back of my head lightly, but it still hurt a little.

I looked around and saw nothing left behind.

Just as she was about to leave in peace, the door suddenly opened.

Walking in front was a little boy wearing glasses, followed by three girls.

Several people couldn't help being taken aback when they saw Qinghai Chuantang appearing at the door.

"Xiao, Miss Xiaotang, you"

"who are you?"

Before Xiaolan could ask clearly, Qinghai Chuantang interrupted her first.

"Eh?"

"who are you?"

Qinghai Chuantang repeated the previous question again, looking curious, like a child who has seen a novel toy.

Yuanzi looked at Shiliang, with some doubts: "Today is April Fool's Day?"

Shi Liang shook his head.

Xiao Lan's face was full of worry.

"Sister Xiaotang, you must have lost your memory, right?"

Hearing "amnesia" once, the remaining three were stunned and exclaimed.

It just so happened that the doctor came, stopped their behavior, and made a gesture of silence.

Several people covered their mouths and nodded desperately.

"Do you remember your name?"

"Qinghai Chuantang."

"What about age?"

"Six years old."

After asking several more questions in a row, the doctor came to a conclusion.

"The patient suffers from 'continuous amnesia' and only retains memories from before the age of seven. From the current situation, there is no problem with self-care, and his thinking is clear."

"It's just that it's a little hard to say if you want to restore the memory. The specifics will not be known until the inspection report comes out."

After explaining a few more words at the end, the doctor called the nurse and told Qinghai Chuantang to stay in the room obediently and not to run around.

Qinghai Chuantang nodded obediently.

After the doctor left, she suddenly stood up from the bed and suggested to them, "Let's run away together!"

"Eh?"

"The injection hurts! And I don't like the smell of the hospital." She pursed her lips and muttered, with some tears in her eyes, as if she was acting like a baby.

It looks so cute.

Conan couldn't help taking a step back, only to feel the alarm ringing in his heart.

I don't know if Miss Xiaotang will just silence herself after she regains her memory and knows that she has seen her like this before?

"There's candy for injections!"

Xiaolan smiled and said in a soft voice: "Besides, the sister nurses in the hospital are all very skilled and will never hurt you."

"really?"

I don't know if it's because of amnesia, but even her tone of voice and tone of voice sound like a child's softness.

Qinghai Chuantang sniffed, his voice slightly crying, and looked at her curiously.

"Is there really any candy?"

"What kind of candy do you want? I'll buy it for you right away!"

Yuanzi stepped forward, patted his chest for reassurance, and showed a malicious smile: "As long as you call me 'Sister Yuanzi', it will be fine."

Conan held the door frame steady.

Just in case I slumped on the ground because my legs were weak.

"Sonoko, what do you say?"

Seeing that Xiaolan wanted to dissuade him, Yuanzi immediately covered her mouth, stared at her directly, and asked a question that hit the soul.

"Don't you want to do that?"

Xiaolan froze for a second, then nodded.

After Yuanzi took his hand away, Xiaolan smiled a little embarrassedly: "Frankly speaking, Miss Xiaotang looks too cute now. So cute, I feel like I want to be bullied and molested."

Conan's legs trembled and he almost fell to his knees.

Your thinking is a bit dangerous.

"Well, I feel the same way."

Shiliang Zhenchun leaned over to look at Qinghai Chuantang, and said with a smile, "Why don't you call me 'Sister Shiliang' too. After I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll take you to the playground."

Qinghai Chuantang didn't hesitate or resist at all, and was directly bought by candy and amusement places.

Obediently called them "sister".

The hearts of the three trembled when they heard it, and they immediately ran to Luoyan for her.

It seems that he really lost his memory?

Conan hesitated, but finally stepped forward and looked up at her.

He said with a smirk: "As long as you call me 'Brother Conan', I will take you to play the game console, how about it?"

Conan has silently prepared his phone and pressed the recording button.

At that time, this is your own bargaining chip.

It's a pity that this joyful expectation is doomed to fail.

"Ah."

Conan was taken aback.

Qinghai Chuantang sneered, "Short wax gourd."

"Could it be, are you pretending?"

"Pretend what?"

Qinghai Chuantang looked down at him: "I just felt an inexplicable feeling when I saw you. Then there was a voice in my heart telling me not to follow your wishes."

Conan observed her expressions and movements, and there was no sign of lying.

It seems that it is indeed amnesia.

Just when Conan was about to ask something, Megushisan and Takagi appeared at the door.

After knocking on the door, the two walked in.

"Miss Tang, about."

"Do you know me?"

Why do these people look at their eyes as if they know themselves.

But why, I don't have the slightest impression?
Mumu Shisan and Takagi looked at each other.

"Could it be, Ms. Tang, you lost your memory?" Takagi carefully expressed his conjecture.

Qinghai Chuantang pursed her lips and lowered her head, as if she didn't know what to do.

His hands were folded together, looking very disturbed.

"Megure Police Department, Officer Takagi."

After all, Conan still couldn't bear it, and explained aloud: "The doctor said before that Miss Xiaotang suffered from amnesia due to a high fever and a severe blow to the head. Now only the memory of before the age of seven is kept, and everything else is gone. I don't know."

Mu Mu Shisan's expression darkened.

"So, Miss Tang may have a second crisis."

"Megure Police Department, what happened?" Conan blinked pretending to be curious.

You know, the police is a secret organization, how could it be possible to leak information casually to an outsider?
Unfortunately, they really didn't treat Conan as an outsider.

"this."

Mumu Shisan glanced at Qinghai Chuantang, then looked down at Conan, and stretched out his hand to signal to speak in another place.

From Takagi's mouth, Conan learned of the incident.

"This is the USB flash drive and note found in Ms. Tang's hands at that time. After checking that there is no problem, I am going to return it to her. I wanted to inquire at first, but now."

After Conan took it, he opened the note and saw that there were three arithmetic items written on it.

The first is: 27 plus 53 times 2.

The second is: 53 times 2 plus 24.

第三个是：61加51加35乘35加11。

After reading it, Conan felt that there were question marks all over his head. What did he want to express?
Could it be that the two met late at night just to understand the math problem?
Solve a math problem and risk being killed?
"By the way, forget about Conan, you are only in the first grade of elementary school now."

Takagi suddenly remembered something, and comforted him with a smile: "Such a topic is indeed a bit difficult for you. But don't be discouraged, you will learn multipliers when you grow up."

"I really want to grow up soon!" Conan said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he quietly turned his head away, showing a speechless expression: I am already a high school student, okay?

　Don't worry, you will recover your memory soon...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)