The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 13 The slightly narrow-minded Daotouqing
Amuro followed Zori Jing's invitation and walked into this slightly empty villa.

This was a great opportunity to observe the enemy camp, but until Amuro sat on the sofa, he didn't find anything related to the organization in the villa.

At least everything that can be seen on the first floor is clean and tidy, and things are arranged in an orderly manner. There was no trace of the two people's life at first, but when Oriumi took out a pair of men's slippers and walked over, Amuro still raised a little doubt. .

Are the men's slippers large, not collecting dust, are they for guests, or do they belong to another person living here?

No, the person living with Zhi Jing is a thirteen-year-old child. How can the child's feet be so big?

The slippers are not Kaito's, of course, but they are not for guests either.

That was Ori Kagami's father, Kuroha Toichi.

Ori Kagami did not admit her father's death, and for the past few years she had been convinced that her father could not go home just because of unavoidable reasons. In order for Kaito to accept this information, she kept all her father's things at home very clean, as if It seems that Black Feather Pirates is just going out to perform and will come back after a while.

Amuro didn't know this, so she could only calm down her doubts silently, watching Oriumi run up to the second floor, but ran down in a moment, holding a snow-white medicine box in her hand.

Amuro knew that Ori Kagami specifically called her to her house alone because she had something else to talk about, but to her surprise, this matter seemed to have nothing to do with the organization.

Zhi Jing ran over in small steps and put the medical kit in front of him. He thought of the sneeze that Anshi had just made on the road, and ran away again, saying in a hurry: "I'll get you a coat, wait for me for a while."

Before Amuro could react from his initial daze, he saw that Ori Kagami was about to run back, and hurriedly shouted from behind: "Don't bother..."

"No trouble!"

Zhi Jing turned around, smiled at him, ran upstairs again, and walked out after a while holding a heavy black coat.

It's just that the black coat was a bit too big for her, blocking the view in front of her and making her figure even more petite and lovely.

Unable to see clearly the weaving mirror under her feet, she used her toes to test the next step of the stairs, moving down carefully, but not wanting to let a corner of her coat get on the floor.

The clothes belonged to her father. Now, Amuro could guess a little bit.

But is she really not defensive at all?

Amuro shook his head, stepped forward and took the black coat from Ori Kyōgō's hand, and asked, "How do you know?"

"Ah?" Zori Jing blinked lightly, then understood what Amuro was referring to, smiled, and said: "Obviously, when Zhufu patted you just now, your face suddenly turned pale. It hurt. Is it behind you? The bathroom is over there, why don’t you take a look? "

As she spoke, she pointed toward the interior of the house.

Amuro was a little hesitant at first, but seeing Ori Kyung's unprepared look, he followed her wishes and walked into the bathroom with his coat.

He really didn't want others to know about his back injury, including his teammate Zhu Fu Jingguang. Originally, he just wanted to handle it secretly by himself, but unexpectedly, Kuroha Orikami saw the clues with just one glance. Not only did she see the clues, but she also took the initiative to take him away and secretly treat the wound?
Kuroha Orikami is indeed very sensitive to people's emotions, but what he did next left Amuro confused.

At the beginning, Amuro never felt that there would be anyone easy to deal with in this organization, so she never believed that Ori Kyō's kindness to her was sincere, and always had a sense of wariness and distance towards her. But no matter how he looked at it now, let alone in the organization, even before sneaking into the organization, he had never seen such a pure person.

From this point of view, it's no wonder that Zhu Fu Jingguang felt guilty when he took advantage of her, and no wonder that he wanted to help the siblings.

"So is it a good disguise, or..."

Amuro murmured, his thoughts a little confused. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror and didn't know how to go out and face the girl.

As someone who had just graduated from the police academy, he was, to put it harshly, a fool. He was accustomed to treating all people in criminal organizations as heinous bad guys, but he seemed to have forgotten that his opponents were also real people. Human beings are very interesting containers that can hold together these completely different characteristics: despicableness, kindness, hatred, and friendliness.

At this point, Zhufu Jingguang, who offered to help the Kuroyu siblings, and even Zhijing himself could see much more clearly than him.

Amuro had no choice but to laugh at his own narrow-mindedness.

This lesson was taught to him by the so-called "bad guy".

"Mr. Amuro," at the door of the bathroom, Oriumi, who didn't know what Amuro was thinking, gently knocked on the door and asked, "Can you come with us the day after tomorrow?"

Amuro quickly re-bandaged the cracked wound and replied: "It's not a big problem, I can go together."

There was an answer immediately from outside, and the voice was obviously more cheerful: "That's good, I made some miso soup, you can take some back later and give Mr. Zhufu some to try."

After she finished speaking, she was about to run away when Amuro suddenly stopped her in the bathroom: "Kuroba."

"Ok?"

Zhi Jing stopped.

A door away from her, Amuro suddenly smiled with relief, and said in a smooth voice, as if a burden had been lifted, "Thank you."

"Ok?"

Zhi Jing was stunned for a moment, and then, a blush quickly climbed up her cheeks, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her mouth, but her tone didn't change much, as if it was natural: "Yeah , why do you say this suddenly? Isn’t this a normal thing? "

Normal people wouldn't do this.

Amuro shook his head, and after the last bit of gauze was taken care of, he put on his clothes again, put on the coat that Orihime gave him, and walked out of the bathroom.

Orihime was still waiting at the door, but she had an extra thermos bottle in her hand. When she saw Amuro walking out wearing a coat, she felt a little dazed for a moment.

This is Kuroba Toichi's clothes. The two of them are similar in height, but Amuro's shoulders are not as wide, her arms are not as long, and her sleeves need to be rolled up a little.

This piece of clothing had not been worn for a long time. Even though Ori Kagami had been prepared for it, and even though Amuro and Kuroba Toichi looked completely different, Ori Kagami still seemed to see his father.

Amuro took the thermos flask from her hand, and Oriuki stared into his eyes reluctantly and murmured:
"Mr. Amuro..."

Amuro didn't know why and looked at her.

Zhi Jing opened his mouth and couldn't help but feel that his nerves were too sensitive.

My eyes are really becoming less and less useful. Even a person with a thousand degrees of myopia can't recognize the difference in skin color, right?

She shook her head and laughed.

"See you the day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)