[Conan/Through Her] Fairy's Indus

Toru Amuro carefully looked through the physical examination report: "Well, everything is normal. It's great to be healthy, Ruri-chan. It's already this time, let's find a restaurant for dinner?"

I raised my head and looked at him smiling in the sunshine.

"Ah..." I said, "I have something else I want to buy...is it okay?"

When I went to the ophthalmology department just now, the color of my eyes caused a slight stir among the doctors and nurses present.

To be honest, I don't like that high-profile look. I want to get colored contact lenses to cover my overly dazzling blue eyes.

"What color do you want, little sister?" the salesperson asked me as she placed a row of colored pupil lenses in front of me.

In fact, I originally just wanted to change to the most common colors, but I glanced at Toru Amuro who was carefully comparing each color next to me, and suddenly changed my mind.

"Are there purple-grey ones?" I asked her a little embarrassed, "It's like, my dad's eyes."

Toru Amuro turned her head, looked at me in surprise, and then smiled: "Do you like the color of my eyes, Ruri-chan?"

Yes, it's low-key, soft and warm, I like it very much.

I answered him firmly with a sullen face: "No."

I looked in the mirror.

After changing the eye color to a grayer color, it is indeed not that bright. The current purple-gray color is a color that is difficult to attract the attention of others at first glance.

Toru Amuro came over and looked at the mirror with me with a smile.I just discovered that my hair color is very similar to his. The two people reflected in the mirror now have similar eye color and hair color, like a brother and sister.

He had gentle brows and a bright smile.

"I want to eat tonkotsu ramen for dinner." I lowered my eyes and muttered softly.

"Okay."

"I also want some chocolate milk."

"Ah."

"After dinner, can you go to the library?"

"of course can."

I have lost my memory, but I still have knowledge.I want to see if I can use those to piece together the real, original me.

"Have you come to any conclusion?" Toru Amuro asked me after I closed the book.

"Well..." I answered him thoughtfully, "I think I was originally supposed to be a Chinese, at least an adult, female."

He showed an expression of willingness to hear the details.

I explained: "I have an impression of most of the knowledge that high school students need to learn that is mostly not used in daily life. This can prove that I have at least received a complete basic education. And I am very proficient in Chinese. It would be better to say that Chinese is actually my real mother tongue. I just read a Japanese Chinese textbook, and my Japanese level and the amount of vocabulary I know...are probably at the level of an ordinary primary school student."

Moreover, through some intuitive exploration and rummaging in the library today, I seem to have found the skills I am good at.

"Oh...that's right. Ruri-chan is very powerful." Toru Amuro looked at me with a smile, "Faced with such a situation, he can still look at himself so calmly and rationally."

...what kind of situation?

I belatedly remembered that the man in front of me had killed someone in front of me this morning.

If I hadn’t had the memory of that comic, and if I were a human being with normal views, then he would have been a murderer that I needed to be wary of.

But except when I first woke up, I didn't show any signs of rejecting him all day today.

I have been thinking about myself all day, and I have ignored the person next to me too much.And because of the influence of the comics, I even temporarily forgot about his murderous appearance, and completely trusted him under the command of intuition.

I looked into his eyes and fell silent.

He didn't say a word, and looked at me quietly, his purple-gray smiling eyes concealing quiet inquiry.

I closed my eyes.

"...Because you said, my name is Amuro Ruri. I am your daughter."

He probably didn't expect me to answer like this, and his expression became stunned.

"I have no memory, I can't see the past, I can't find myself. It was you who acknowledged my existence, gave me a name, and gave me an identity." I stroked the book in my hand, without looking at him, and curled my lips. I had nothing and you gave me a father.”

...Although I really can't call such a handsome young man "Dad" in front of his face.

I paused and asked the question that had been swirling in my mind all day: "By the way, how old are you now?"

Where is the current timeline?

"I am 22 years old." His surprised expression only lasted for a few seconds, and he quickly returned to his smiling look, "Well, although dad is still young, you have already admitted that I am your dad, and you can't go back on this matter. .”

I looked at him in shock.

What!He is only 22!

I thought it was the timeline of the main show now, and I thought he just looked younger than a child, but he is actually 29 years old!

How could he have the nerve to ask me, a half-grown loli, to call him daddy when he is so young? This man is so shameless... No, the point is, did he join the organization at his age?Hey, is this the original work?

No, wait a minute, Toru Amuro was 22 years old, seven years before the show started!

Moreover, it should be summer now, with plenty of sunshine during the day and only a slight coolness at night.

"So, what's today's date?" I asked nervously.

"August 8." Toru Amuro looked at me doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

——So, there are still two full months until November 11th!

On November 11, seven years before the main drama began, Kenji Hagihara died in the line of duty after disposing of a bomb.

I couldn't help but laugh happily: "Great, I think I have found the meaning of my existence here."

He looked at me with interest: "Oh? Can you tell me?"

I tilted my head: "Well... I will tell you when I think I can tell you."

After all, I am still not sure whether he is trustworthy and whether he trusts me.

I can't act rashly until it's confirmed that he is indeed Jiang Guling from the police.

I know the theory of parallel worlds, and I also know that there is such a thing as "fanjin". There may be countless similar but different worlds in one world. It seems that the author of the comic also mentioned that Amuro Toru's character is originally a villain... so I can't completely copy the impressions people give me in comics, I have to analyze them with my own eyes.

...Yes, although admitting it like this will make me look supercilious, I am just wondering whether the Amuro Toru I know is red or black.

After all, he killed a person cleanly in front of me. It is impossible to say that he doesn't mind at all.

I want to save Hagiwara, and everyone in the police academy team has to be determined.

Toru Amuro still has his own work to be busy with. Apart from spending the whole day with me on the first day, I couldn't see him from morning to night starting on the second day.

The relationship between me and him now is more appropriate to say that we are strangers living together, rather than being half-hearted adoptive father and daughter.

He doesn't interfere with me, and I won't interfere with him. Because he is busy, he rarely even comes home, so in fact, we don't have many opportunities to communicate at all.

But now he is not afraid that I will report him to the police, and he thoughtfully left me the keys to his home and enough pocket money. This really sounds like an irresponsible father who only cares about money but not education.

So in order to repay him, I took the initiative to take on all the housework.

In this way, we maintain a subtle distance and tacit understanding, and live together peacefully under the same roof.

Thanks to this, I have enough time to implement my plan.

Fortunately, "Kuroba" is not a common surname in Japan. After I went to the police station and cried to the police uncle that I couldn't find my home, the caring police uncle drove me to Kuroba's house in a police car.

Ten-year-old Kuroba Kaito looked at me in surprise: "Who are you?"

I burst into tears and threw myself into his arms: "Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have run away from home. Don't be angry with me. Don't let me go."

The police uncle said with a smile: "Little sister, please don't run away from home again. It's so dangerous. It's great to get home safely."

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes: "Well! Thank you uncle for sending me home. Goodbye uncle!"

Kuroba Kaito said nothing, crossed his chest and squinted his eyes, with an unpredictable smile on his face. He calmly watched me bid farewell to the police and played the entire scene.

His character is so stable at such a young age, and he has a strong resemblance to Kaitou Kidd, who reappeared seven years later.

After the police left, I immediately bowed deeply to him with all sincerity: "I lied to the police to find you, I'm sorry."

His expression became better: "So who are you? What is the purpose of looking for me?"

"My name is Ruri Amuro." I met his probing gaze and said sincerely, "I want to save someone in two months. To do this, I want to borrow something from the Kuroba family."

The request for things went smoothly beyond my expectation. Half an hour later, carrying a bag full of props, I walked out of Kuroyu's house uneasily: "Well... why are you willing to help me so much..."

"Didn't you call me brother? Then you will be my sister from now on." The little boy shrugged nonchalantly, with a confident smile on his face, "I believe you didn't lie. If you want to save If there is anything I can do to help you, just come to me, and don’t forget to come and play with my brother more often in the future.”

What kind of world is this? A 22-year-old wants to be my father, and a ten-year-old kid wants to be my brother.

Alas, who told me to eat people and be short-tongued?

I nodded: "I see."

He stared at me for a moment, then looked up at the sky: "If someone had tried so hard to save my dad a year ago, he might not have died."

I was stunned: "Ah... I'm sorry..."

"Idiot, what are you apologizing for?" He touched my hair with a smile, turned it into a rose and handed it to me, "Don't be so sad. Girls are cuter when they smile more."

Two months later, on November 11, at the bomb disposal site on the 7th floor of an abandoned building, a piece of sleeping gas rolled into the crowd of the demolition team, creating a sleeping gas.

After the bomb disposal policemen slept in a heap on the floor, I carried a large red schoolbag of primary school size, held a drone, wore a gas mask covering my mouth and nose, and a peaked cap on my head, and laughed bitterly. Come on stage.

These things kill me!

But there is one thing to say, the Kuroba family's hypnotic gas is really useful when you pour it wherever you point it.

I took the drone and ran straight to the bomb, tied the bomb that seemed to have stopped counting down to the drone with tape, took out the handle from my bag and connected it.

The drone took off steadily, rushed into the sky, and exploded into a firework with the bomb in the sky. The air wave almost blew away the cap I used to hide my hair color.

Finally, no one was injured and everything went as planned. I pressed the hat on my head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, the day I first arrived, I discovered the skill I had in the library, which was operating a drone.

Coupled with the knowledge about images, composition and cameras in my mind... Before time travel, I was probably an aerial photographer.

Fortunately, in this era of fuzzy technology, although things like civilian drones are not yet popular among all people, they are still available online.And the hypnotic gas, a prop that could not be obtained online, was obtained from Kuroba Kaito.

This machine cost me all the living expenses I had saved for two months. I watched it complete its mission, and I was relieved but also a little aching.

Thank you for your hard work, please rest in peace, my partner number one.

It’s not a good place to stay for a long time, so I picked up the spent remains of the sleeping gas and stuffed it into my school bag. When I got up and was about to run away, I turned my head and saw that I was leaning to the side with my mouth and nose covered. I was probably trying hard to stay awake and had stretched myself. Eyes on my handsome guy.

What!Why didn't this person fall asleep?Kuroyu, your stuff is not good! !

With a guilty conscience, I looked into his beautiful droopy eyes and was so frightened that I jumped up on the spot.

"Hey... little girl..." He must have inhaled some hypnotic gas, his voice was soft and weak, and he probably couldn't stand up.

Um?It seems that the situation is still on my side.

As the saying goes, you can't pretend to be struck by lightning, so I turned to be evil and approached him with the expression of a worldly expert. The emotionless voice coming out of the gas mask seemed a little distorted: "Hagiwara Kenji, from now on. Please be sure to wear protective clothing when working and be more careful. I can't predict your death every time."

His eyes widened: "What...are you..."

I straightened up: "Goodbye."

Hehe, it’s so exciting to run away after pretending to be cool!

But I didn't notice that the phone he was holding in his hand still showed that he was on a call.

It wasn't until I was out of his sight that I took off my gas mask and peaked cap, then walked into the bathroom at the corner and put on purple-gray contact lenses.

There will probably be no chance to show off my blue eyes to others in the future. If he remembers my only feature of sapphire blue eyes, he will definitely not be able to find me in the future.

Perfect, Ruri Amuro!

I thought so confidently.