On the third day (September 15th, Thursday), Orange House.

Ran Maori is still here - because Kogoro Mori and Eiri's talents in reasoning have been recognized by the Metropolitan Police Department, they were both invited to the Metropolitan Police Department for assistance in the case. In this case, Ran Maori, who had not fully recovered his memory, could only be at home alone - and at Conan's suggestion and Chia's invitation, Ran Maori lived in the tannic house during the day, accompanied by Chia, who had already asked for leave. The task given to him by the Maori couple was very simple, just to make sure Ran Maori had a companion and could safely spend the time when their couple was away.

But now, Ran Maori was planning to sneak out - she knew very well that this was something her parents would never allow, and she knew very well that it was too dangerous for someone like her who had not recovered her memory.

But she had reasons that she could not refuse this trip.

[I heard something happened to you, so I came back to see you. Now I am outside the back door of the Orange House where you are. How about it? Are you considering going to Dorobiga Paradise to change your mood?] —— Shinichi Kudo

This signature allowed Ran Maori to relieve any other concerns at the first time.

Although I don't remember who he is, even if I just see the instructions given by this name, it seems to have an irresistible force.

After looking at the side, he found that Qianyu was not there. Ran Maori did not choose to look for him, but got up and began to prepare for the door.

She had no idea of ​​putting on makeup or the desire to dress up carefully. Ran Mouri just cleaned up and walked towards the back door - she went in and out of the back door every day, so her shoes were naturally placed there.

Although generally speaking, girls must put on makeup when going out, and Ran Maori would not choose such a waste of resources in normal times. But her subconscious mind told her that if she went out with this person, she would not need those troublesome things.

He won't care about these things, as for whether others will care? She doesn't care.

After cleaning up and finding that Qianyu had not appeared, Ran Maori thought about it, but returned to the room, leaving a note, and then posted it on the refrigerator door before returning to the front door entrance.

If your premonition is correct, the other party should be behind this door...

The hand that was placed on the door handle hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the back door.

The strange but familiar figure was standing in the locked back door of the Orange House, looking at her with a faint smile.

"Xin... Shinichi..." Ran Mori looked at the person in front of him in a daze and murmured.

"Well, Xiaoran," Kudo Shinichi stood up from the iron door he leaned against, stepped on the bluestone slabs laid on the dirt road, and walked towards Ran Mori. "Let me ask first, do you... remember me?"

"I don't remember, but I think this is not important for the time being, isn't it?" Ran Mori's eyes narrowed into a crescent shape. "What I forgot will always be found. What I remember now will not be forgotten in the future. So we can remember what we are now, and then reassemble the lost puzzle and turn it into a complete piece."

Shinichi Kudo hesitated for a moment, but did not respond, just standing in front of Ran Mori. "So, let's go? Go to Dorobiga Paradise."

Just when Ran Mouri was about to nod...

"Sister Xiaolan, Brother Xinyi?" Conan hurriedly ran out of the Orange House. "Are you going out to play? Let me go together too!"

"Conan?" Moriran said in surprise. "You... haven't you gone to school?"

"I want to go to play too! I want to go to Dorobiga Paradise too!" Conan even ran over and grabbed Moriran's hand, shaking it desperately while acting coquettishly. "Sister Xiaolan, just let me go together too!"

"This..." Ran Maori was about to nod, but suddenly remembered something and looked in Kudo Shinichi's direction.

"Let him come together, just one more person." Kudo Shinichi's expression was very calm, with no sadness and joy, no anxiety or dissatisfaction with the light bulb.

...

Meanwhile, Mihua General Hospital, Gregori's forensic workspace.

"You should have found any valuable content, right?" Gregory walked into the workshop with great strides, but immediately noticed that his assistants seemed to be out of shape. "Of course, if the previous explosion affected your work ability..."

"No, we took an X-ray on him and found that there were damages left by explosions on his left clavicle, shoulder blades and femur, but they all seemed to be old injuries and had nothing to do with his death." Firefly glanced at Fujiwara, who was indeed absent-minded, and replied. "Then... Fujiwara seemed to have discovered something strange just now."

"I have never seen so many people with explosion damage on them. If we hadn't been unable to join the war, I would have even suspected that this was a soldier." Fujiwara suddenly spoke. "Of course, even if it is like this, I think it might be a peacekeeping force stationed abroad..."

Just as they were talking about this, Gregory, who had already walked to the film on the board, suddenly changed his face. "Hey, is there a hole in the upper end of this person's shoulder blade?"

"There is a small defect on the left shoulder blade, about one centimeter in diameter. How do you know?" Ying replied immediately, but obviously didn't know why Gregorian could know about this.

"Have you measured the thickness data of residual tissue?" Gregory's tone was a little anxious. "Let the staff there recover the clay image as soon as possible. I want to see the results - I think you should not find the relevant documents, right?"

"Actually...there should be almost done there - after confirming that the information that has not matched the information that has been obtained, and there are no people in the missing people in recent days who meet such conditions, they have already started to pinch their faces." Ying thought for a while and replied.

"..." Gregory's gloomy eyes stayed on the corpse's face for a moment, and issued an order that confuses the assistants. "Fujiwara, come with me, and Mizuko continues to analyze here."

"Where are we going?" Fujiwara asked in surprise.

"We? Let's go to the clay classroom to see if they can really pinch a realistic face."

"But... there are obviously staff there, so why do you have to ask me to go with you?"
Chapter completed!