Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

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When the morning light fell on the ground of Kitazawa Village, covering the thick white snow with a thin layer of gold foil, Maori and others woke up from their sleep. Compared to the adults who had not slept enough, Yuanda, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi, who had almost caused a disaster the night before, were full of energy and were discussing and planning where to go to play today.

As expected, children are creatures that only remember food but not punishment...

"Little kids, don't go to those dangerous places in the snowy mountains to play with electric motorcycles today! If you get into trouble again..." Maori raised his eyebrows, reminded the enthusiastic Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi while drinking miso soup, and did not forget to glare at Conan who was also a "little kid".

Conan was eating breakfast while planning to go out. After going out, should he start with Muto, who strongly opposed the relocation of the village to rebuild the dam? Or should he start with Glacier, who is easy to trick? Or should he split up with Uncle Maori, with each taking charge of one side?

"Conan! Let's go with Ai!" The three loud voices of Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi scared Conan so much that he almost choked. Conan coughed a few times, recovered his breath, raised his eyes and asked carefully: "Where are we going?"

"When we come to the North Country, of course we have to play that game!" Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi looked at each other and excitedly shouted to Conan and Ai in unison: "Let's go outside and play snowball fights together!"

Huh? Snowball fight? It's really a game for kids. Conan sighed softly, and seeing that Ai looked indifferent, he probably had no interest in it either, but Maori beside him showed an interested expression.

Indeed, Maori was thinking that it was a rare opportunity to come to the north, where there was thick snow everywhere, and it might be fun to have a snowball fight.

In addition, the doctor, Sonoko and Xiaolan also thought that it was better for the children to play snowball fights than to sneak to the snowy mountains to play dangerous games. After breakfast, Conan had no choice but to follow the excited Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi to the outside of the hotel.

Unexpectedly, the snow got deeper after one night, probably because it had snowed at night. This is normal in the cold snowy country, even during the day, there will be occasional new snow.

New snow covers old traces, and those traces gradually disappear under the snow, so the snow country always gives people a very peaceful and pure feeling. Maori thought so in his heart as he stepped on the snow. He was thinking about the case while stepping on the snow, thinking about where to cut in to get information after finding the glacier, when suddenly something cold hit his cheek.

"Hahaha, Uncle Maori was distracted and got hit. Look at his face, haha."

While Maori was not paying attention, Genta and Mitsuhiko had already grabbed a snowball and threw it at him, and they hit him right in the middle. The snow slid down Maori's face, but some of it was still on his face, which looked very funny, causing Ayumi and Xiao Ai to laugh.

"How embarrassing." Seeing Maori being teased by three little devils, Conan couldn't help laughing, shrugged his shoulders and made sarcastic remarks.

At this moment, a round snowball fell on Conan's head with a "pop", followed by the familiar laughter of Genta and the other three.

"I didn't expect Conan to fall for it so easily." Ayumi said with some surprise, and then laughed with Genta, Mitsuhiko and others.

"Hey, the members of the Junior Detective League have launched an attack on me..." Maori smiled, leaned over to grab some snow and made a solid snowball, and said to Conan and Ai beside him: "Even if we are playing a snowball fight, we can't lose to the little devils, that would be too embarrassing. Let's fight back seriously!"

As he spoke, Maori threw a snowball.

Genta and Mitsuhiko, who were still proud of their successful sneak attack on Maori and Conan, reacted and found a snowball flying towards them, but it was too late. The big and solid snowball knocked Genta and Mitsuhiko to the ground with a "bang". Maori saw this, clapped his hands lightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Conan was stunned and became more determined in his mind: Never make an enemy of Uncle Maori, or he will be defeated mercilessly and completely.

"Haha! You're quite good at it, Uncle Mori. But we won't lose either! Right, Genta, Ayumi?" When Mitsuhiko jumped up from the snow, he held snowballs in both hands and threw them at Conan and Mori. Ai was also consciously classified as the enemy camp by them.

Genta and Mitsuhiko covered Ayumi while throwing snowballs at Conan and Ai, while Ayumi concentrated on attacking Mori.

Maori dodged Ayumi's soft attack while concentrating on attacking Genta and Mitsuhiko. The two sides fought back and forth, and it was very lively. Driven by Maori and others' enthusiasm, Conan also became interested in the snowball fight unconsciously and devoted himself to the game.

The five members of the Junior Detective Team plus Maori were all fully engaged in the snowball fight. Before they knew it, the six of them were covered in cold white snow, but they didn't feel cold at all. Conan shook the snow off his head and grinned proudly: "Look at my ultimate move, the snowball!"

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko dodged Conan's attack in time, and Genta was hit directly. The whole snowball stuck to Genta's face, and Genta fell on the soft snow. The children's clear laughter rang out, as if adding brilliant colors to this white world.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Uncle Maori, Conan, and Ai are also good at playing snowball fights." Yuan Tai was so tired after being hit by a snowball that he fell on the snow. He was too lazy to even reach out to wipe the snow off his face. He just lay on the snow, laughing and gasping for breath.

Conan, Ai, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi were exhausted from playing snowballs for so long because they put all their efforts into the game. Only the adult Maori was a little better, but not much better.

"Of course. If I get serious, I will definitely not lose to you little brats." Conan was so excited that he forgot what to say. Only after he blurted out the words did he realize that he was going to be ridiculed.

As expected, Maori and Xiao Ai immediately cast a contemptuous look at him, while Ayumi and Mitsuhiko complained: "Haha, Conan is really weird, he is also a brat. Uncle Maori often calls you 'this stinky brat', right?"

When everyone sat on the snow to take a break and chatted loudly, they suddenly realized that they were so engrossed in the snowball fight that they were no longer outside the hotel. They caught and threw snowballs at each other and chased each other all the way, and they had actually played from outside the hotel to the courtyard of the village clinic.

"Hehe..." A young boy's laughter came from a window in the yard. Conan and the others hurriedly stood up and walked towards the window where the laughter came from.

A young man in hospital gown stood by the window. His face was a little pale, but he was smiling at them. The warm sunlight fell on the boy's smiling face, making it even more gentle and beautiful. Maori thought that this smile looked familiar, very much like someone.

Seeing the boy standing by the window and smiling at them, Genta, Mitsuhiko, Ayumi, Conan and Ai all stood up, patting the snow off their bodies and walked towards the boy.

When the boy saw Conan and Maori approaching him, he stopped laughing and opened his mouth, as if it was difficult to speak. After a long while, he stammered, "It's fun. Okay, I want to play too."

"What is he talking about?" Yuantai tilted his head in confusion and asked others.

Mitsuhiko also arched his brows in confusion and muttered: "What a strange Japanese. He looks older than us, but how come he can't even speak properly?"

"Probably means that you want to play snowball fight with us, right?" Maori looked up and looked at the boy in the window again. It seemed that he was a patient here.

Seeing that Maori understood what he said, the boy nodded vigorously with some excitement, and a gentle and beautiful smile appeared on his face again.

Conan saw that the boy looked a little weak and was worried whether he could come out to play in the snow. Just as he was about to persuade him to get well first before going out to play, the door of the ward was pushed open.

"Ah, it's Dr. Tatehara!" Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi shouted at the same time, wanting to talk to Tatehara Fuyumi, but they found that Tatehara Fuyumi, who usually smiled gently when she saw them, was standing at the door of the ward, her eyes fixed on the boy by the window.

"What's wrong with Dr. Tachihara? Everyone he saw today was so weird." Genta greeted Tachihara Fuyumi, but didn't get a response from her. He muttered to Mitsuhiko and Ayumi beside him with some disappointment.

Maori frowned slightly, his eyes kept moving back and forth between Tatehara Fuyumi and the boy. The boy who was still standing by the window had an even happier smile on his face, but tears were flashing in his clear eyes. Tatehara Fuyumi's eyes were already flowing with clear tears, she shouted "Fuyuma", ran from the door to the window, and hugged the boy tightly.

"Touma, that's great, you finally woke up, you finally woke up!" Tachihara Fuyumi hugged the boy tightly and stroked his head with her hands. The boy who was hugged also reacted, stretched out his pale arms and hugged Tachihara Fuyumi tightly, who was trembling with excitement, crying and whispering: "Mom, I finally see you, Mom!"

Mom? Fuyumi and Touma, it turns out that these two are mother and son. Standing outside the window, watching Fuyumi Tachihara and the boy crying in each other's arms, Conan and the others suddenly realized that Dr. Tachihara's son was actually a patient at the village clinic. What disease did he have? It seemed like it had been going on for a long time, otherwise Dr. Tachihara wouldn't be so excited.

"It's okay, it's okay now, child. Mom has finally been waiting for the day when you wake up." Tachihara Fuyumi raised her head, wiped the tears from Touma's face, and told him with a happy and relieved smile on her face.

Dong Ma hugged his mother tightly again, whispering: "I thought I would never see my mother again. At that time, I thought I would never see my mother again..."

Chapter 206

On that cold dark night, in the boundless empty snowfield, he called out "Mom" over and over again, but he never saw her until he lost consciousness. Tachihara Touma thought that after closing his eyes that time, he would never see his mother again, and would never feel the warmth of her embrace again.

Maori looked at Tachihara Fuyumi and Touma. No wonder he had always felt that Touma's smile was very similar to someone's. It turned out to be Tachihara Fuyumi. Moreover, judging from Touma's overly pale skin color and the stuttering Japanese when he spoke to them just now, it can be inferred that the boy was not bedridden due to a minor illness, but had probably been in a coma for quite some time.

Why would a boy who looked only about fifteen years old be in a coma for such a long time? Mao Li was a little curious, so he asked Tachihara Fuyumi: "Doctor Tachihara, what disease did Fuyuma have that made him in a coma?"

Fuyumi Tatehara raised her head, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, shook her head and told Maori: "Fuyuma, after falling on a snowy night eight years ago, he has been in a coma and vegetative state for the past eight years. I never thought that one day when I opened the door, I would see this child miraculously waking up and standing in front of me." As Fuyumi Tatehara said this, she couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

Touma wiped away his mother's tears sensibly, and Tatehara Fuyumi smiled and nodded to her son, telling him not to worry. Tatehara Fuyumi suddenly remembered something, grabbed Touma's shoulders with both hands, and asked anxiously: "Touma, do you still remember why you fell off the cliff 8 years ago? What happened? Didn't you say you were going to see the swans that day? Mom waited for a long time, but you didn't come home until dark. If we hadn't gone out to help look for you later, if it was a little later, you would..." Tatehara Fuyumi's hands on her son Touma's shoulders trembled slightly, she bit her lips tightly and choked with sobs and couldn't continue.

That’s right, on that snowy night eight years ago, if it weren’t for the help of the villagers and neighbors who came to look for him, the snowy mountain was so huge that if it had been a little later, the blood loss of Dong Ma would have been impossible to save. For eight years, no one knew why Dong Ma fell off the cliff and got injured.

All Tachihara Fuyumi hoped for was that her son would regain consciousness one day, and she gradually stopped wondering what happened eight years ago.

But now Touma has woken up, and Tachihara Fuyumi naturally still wants to know the truth of 8 years ago. Unexpectedly, Touma just stared at Tachihara Fuyumi's continuous questioning for a long time, shook his head with a blank expression and told her: "Mom, I can't remember anything. I only know that when I fell off the cliff and hit my head, it hurt a lot. Mom, have I really been asleep for 8 years?"

Tachihara Fuyumi then realized that although Fuyuma had regained consciousness, he not only did not remember what happened on that day 8 years ago, but also that Fuyuma had only grown physically in the past 8 years, and his mind was still at the stage of a 8-year-old child when the accident happened 7 years ago.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Dongma can't remember anything." Dongma saw the sad expression on his mother's face, and sensibly reached out his hand and put it on her shoulder to comfort her.

"It's okay, it's okay, Touma. As long as you can wake up, it's enough for mom." Tachihara Fuyumi held her son's hand, shook her head vigorously and told him with a smile, then turned to Conan and the others and said: "Maybe it was your arrival, or the joyful laughter of your play that woke Touma up.'

"Haha, that must be the case! Dong Ma also wants to play snowball fights with us, right?" Genta and Mitsuhiko immediately invited Dong Ma with a happy smile. Dong Ma nodded vigorously and answered firmly: "Yes, Dong Ma, I want to play snowball fights."

Although she was still a little worried about Touma's physical condition, she thought that Touma had been in a coma for 8 years and had not played with his friends for 8 years. It was a rare opportunity for Genta and his friends from Tokyo to play with Touma, so Tachihara Fuyumi changed Touma's clothes for going out and allowed him to play with Genta and his friends.

Looking at Fuyuma who had put on warm clothes and went to the yard to play snowball fights with Genta, Mitsuhiko, Ayumi and others, Tachihara Fuyumi still said in a low voice with some uneasiness and sadness: "Although Fuyuma looks like a 8-year-old boy, his mind remains at the stage of years ago. It seems that I still have a lot to do next, and I must work hard with Fuyuma to overcome difficulties."

After being in a coma for 8 years, his body has grown, but his mind and brain have not grown. His son's 8 years of beautiful time were wasted in bed. Now that he has woken up, he has to face many problems. His former peers are now -year-old teenagers, but Touma is the only one whose mind remains at the stage of a -year-old child. Touma should have gone to middle school with everyone, but now he may have to go back to elementary school. Thinking of what Touma will face next, Tachihara Fuyumi couldn't help but choke up again.

"Doctor Tatehara, even though Fuyuma doesn't remember it, how do you think he got injured by himself on a snowy night?" Mori's question reminded Tatehara Fuyumi of that night eight years ago.

"The children in the village are very familiar with the road conditions, and the parents have nothing to worry about. So when Fuuma said he wanted to go out to play that night, I didn't stop him. As a result, Fuuma still didn't come back late at night. I nervously asked the children who often played with Fuuma, but everyone said they hadn't seen Fuuma."

Tachihara Fuyumi told Maori, Conan and Ai that she was afraid that something might happen to Touma in the snowy mountains, so she asked for support. With everyone's help, they finally found Touma who had fainted under the cliff of the snowy mountain.

Although the injured Touma was found in time, he had hit his head and lost a lot of blood, and he had been in the snow for a long time, so he was in a coma after being rescued. Unexpectedly, Touma slept for 8 years.

"It's a pity that we don't know why Touma fell off a cliff in the snowy mountains eight years ago and got injured." Maori frowned slightly. Although Tachihara Fuyumi had asked Touma who had just woken up, Touma just held his head and frowned, thinking hard for a while, and finally shook his head to tell everyone that he couldn't remember anything about what happened that night eight years ago.

"Because of the head injury and the eight years of coma, it's normal for Touma to lose his memory. You just heard that when he started to speak, he even stuttered in Japanese. I believe that with gradual recovery, he may be able to gradually recall some things." Tachihara Fuyumi was already satisfied when she saw Touma waking up and running and playing healthily like other children.

As for what happened to Touma on that snowy night 8 years ago, why did he run to the snowy mountain alone, and why did he fall off the cliff. Tachihara Fuyumi also wanted to know, but for her, nothing was more important than her son's health. So before Touma could recall, Tachihara Fuyumi didn't want to force him to recall.

After saying this, Tachihara Fuyumi smiled gently and walked towards Fuuma, Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi who were playing a little crazy in the yard, reminding Fuyuma that he had just regained consciousness and should not play too crazy or too tired, but should have a good rest. Tachihara Fuyumi gently stroked Fuyuma's head, and watching him and Genta laughing happily, she also unconsciously showed a happy smile.

One night eight years ago, Tachihara Fuuma mysteriously fell off a cliff in the snowy mountains and was injured.

The night 8 years ago? Mao Li suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice to confirm with Conan beside him: "Conan, do you remember? One night 8 years ago, when Yamao was driving back to Kitazawa Village, he hit and killed Tono Mizuki's sister Tono Natsuki. What day was it?"

Conan understood Maori's thoughts, and turned his gaze to the happy Tachihara Fuyumi and the others, and nodded slightly: "It seems to be the same night, is it a coincidence?"

Maori frowned, did not answer Conan's question, and his eyes fell on Touma. If Touma couldn't remember anything, he could only regard it as a coincidence. Because Yamao, who killed Touno Mizuki's sister, had already surrendered to the police and accepted an 8-year prison sentence, he should have nothing to do with Touma's fall off the cliff.

Maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe Touma was just as naughty as Genta and the others, wanting to go to the snowy mountains to play alone on a snowy night, but it was dark and the road was slippery, so he accidentally fell off the cliff. For Touma and Touma, maybe this was just an 8-year nightmare.

Now, the mother and son have escaped from the nightmare and should be able to live a peaceful and happy life like before. Maori sighed softly, thinking secretly that it was more important to go to the road to check on Muto and Hikawa instead of caring about this coincidence in time.

At this time, Tachihara Fuyumi, Tachihara Fuyuma, Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi in the yard exclaimed in surprise.

"It's so beautiful." Ayumi tilted her head back and reached out to catch the sparkling ice crystals floating in the air.

"What is this, sparkling?" Genta and Mitsuhiko also jumped up excitedly and tried to catch those beautiful floating ice crystals.

Tachihara Fuyumi stroked Touma's face as he looked up at the sky with one hand, and caught a small piece of sparkling ice crystal with the other hand, telling the curious children: "It's ice crystals. In a snowy world like Kitazawa Village, you can occasionally see such magical beauty."

Under the sunlight, the ice crystals floating in the air flashed with various colors, such as the colorful rainbow, the pure and transparent light like diamonds, and the golden light like gold. Not only Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi were staring at it, but even Maori, Conan and Xiao Ai could not take their eyes off it.

At this moment, Touma, who was admiring the beautiful ice crystals with everyone, suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a look of horror on his face, and repeated with trembling lips, "I saw something glittering, at that time, I also saw something glittering!"

"When did you see the ice crystals, Touma? Was it the day you fell off the cliff? Where did you see them?" Tachihara Fuyumi nervously supported Touma, who was slowly squatting, and asked, hoping that he could remember what happened that day 8 years ago. Touma shook his head vigorously and hugged his head tightly. His pale face became more and more panicked and frightened, but his lips kept trembling as he repeated: "I saw something sparkling, but I can't remember anything, only something sparkling."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't force yourself, it's okay, kid." Tachihara Fuyumi saw that Touma seemed afraid and terrified to recall what happened at that time, or maybe something scared happened at that time, so Touma subconsciously resisted recalling it.

Tachihara Fuyumi hugged the trembling Touma and told Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi who were gathered around them with worried looks on their faces: "It's okay, don't worry, I will take Touma to the hospital for a check-up now. You can go back to the hotel first."

Tachihara Fuyumi said this, showing them her usual gentle smile. Maori, Conan and Ai said goodbye to Tachihara Fuyumi with Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi who were still worried about Touma, and walked back to the hotel.

"Touma actually slept for 8 years. He can eat a lot in 8 years." Genta looked back at Touma who was brought into the house by Tachihara Fuyumi, showing an expression of regret and sympathy.

Although Conan really wanted to complain that it was you, Genta, who felt sorry just for eating less for 8 years, he was also concerned about the fact that Touma had been in a coma for 8 years, so he didn't say anything and continued walking forward in silence.

For the past eight years, Fuyumi Tachihara has been waiting every day for her son to open his eyes and call her "Mom" again. Now, she has finally got what she wants. Fuyuma's awakening is indeed more important than anything else. However, if the truth of eight years ago remains a mystery, it will not be a good thing for Fuyumi Tachihara and Fuyuma.

Mao Li shook his head and told himself that the matter of Governor Asakura being threatened and the tunnel explosion was enough for him to investigate. As for Fuyuma, as Tachihara Fuyumi said, it was a miracle that he was able to wake up. If Fuyuma couldn't remember what happened 8 years ago, forcing him to remember might not be a good thing. Besides, maybe Fuyuma's fall from the cliff 8 years ago was just an accident.

In the past 8 years, Touma has undoubtedly lost precious time and missed many beautiful things while in a coma. But Tachihara Fuyumi, who has been guarding Touma and waiting for him to wake up, is the one who suffers the most. Now, Touma has finally woken up. For Tachihara Fuyumi, the happiest thing is not to know the truth of 8 years ago, but to start a new life with Touma.

The future is what is most worth pursuing...

During lunch, Conan and his friends told the Doctor and Xiaolan what happened in the morning when they accidentally played snowballs in the yard of the village clinic.

"Yes, at first we didn't understand what Dongma said. Later we found out that he had been in a coma for 8 years and had just woken up, so his speech was not clear." Yuanta couldn't help but tell everyone excitedly even though his mouth was full of rice.

"But it's really like a miracle. Touma-kun, who had been in a coma for 8 years, woke up because he heard the sound of us playing snowballs." Ayumi asked Dr. Agasa with a happy smile, "Doctor, do you think we woke Touma-kun up?"

This is a coincidence, it is purely a coincidence. How could the sound of their playing wake up Touma Tachihara who has been in a coma for 8 years? If they really have such powerful superpowers, then those patients who have been in a coma for many years in the hospital would not have to continue to be in a coma. Although Maori wanted to tell Ayumi who looked admiring, he finally stuffed a mouthful of rice into his open mouth and chewed it, keeping silent. Anyway, Dr. Tachihara was indeed moved and said, maybe they came from Tokyo and brought a miracle and woke Touma.

"Although Touma has been in a coma for 8 years, he is very good at playing snowball fights! We have made an appointment to play snowball fights together next time." Mitsuhiko remembered that when he played snowball fights with Touma, Touma was obviously better than them in the game, and he couldn't help but praise him.

Genta, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi talked about Touma, and Ran and Sonoko were happy for Dr. Tachihara. Ran sighed and said, "I hope Dr. Tachihara's son can recover his memory soon, but it's worth being happy that he can wake up. Dr. Tachihara must be very happy now, right?"

"Okay, okay, we're here for sightseeing. Let's not talk about Dr. Tachihara's house first, let's talk about this afternoon's schedule." Sonoko hurriedly took a few bites of rice and reminded everyone excitedly, "Let's go see the swans together this afternoon!"