Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 370: Pure Black Nightmare (Part 4)

"Ah, big sister has lost her memory?" The little girl was a little surprised. "Uncle Percy, can you help this sister take a look?"

The doctor walked over and examined Curacao's injuries. "Most of them are scrapes and bumps. She smells like gasoline. She must have been in a car accident."

"That means she has traumatic retrograde amnesia." Haibara Ai also observed the wound from the side.

"Sister, do you have anything else with you?"

Curacao stood up and felt in his pocket, pulling out a stack of colorful cards. By then, the three little ones had already bought their tickets and arrived, naturally noticing Curacao's unusual pupil color.

Mitsuhiko ran over and looked at Curacao in confusion: "Who is that sister?"

"Ah, sister, your eyes are different colors on the left and right, so beautiful." Ayumi exclaimed.

"Could it be that there is a fake eyeball inside?" This was Yuantai's guess.

"That's not right, Genta, I think this sister should have heterochromia iridum." Mitsuhiko knew a little more.

Professor Agasa, who was walking behind, finally arrived panting, and the novelist who bought ice cream and popcorn also came over.

"What's wrong, Mr. Percy?" The novelist handed the ice cream and popcorn to the children.

"This lady seems to have lost her memory in the accident. I think it might be due to the pileup last night."

"In that case, we have to call the police immediately and let them handle it." Dr. Agasa said after taking a breath.

"No!" The only thing Curacao showed strong resistance to was calling the police.

Curacao, who was a little worried, wanted to leave the scene in a panic, but was stopped by Conan: "Wait, sister, we won't call the police."

The little girl took out her phone and said, "Sister, we can take a picture of you so we can ask if anyone knows you. We can help you regain your memory."

"That's right, we can help too." The three little ones nodded repeatedly.

"Big sister, memory is a precious thing. We really want to help you. Please don't be afraid." The little girl held Curacao's hand.

"That's right, we are the Junior Detective Team!" The three little ones posed. "We will definitely help sister regain her memory!"

"Thank you." Curacao is very grateful to these kind children.

"Then let's go and ask if there is anyone who knows my sister." The three kids left as soon as they said they would, and they even left without taking the Ferris wheel tickets that Dr. Agasa had just bought.

Although Conan just said that he would not call the police, he still contacted Maori Kogoro secretly, hoping that he could help investigate whether Curacao was related to yesterday's accident. After receiving the news, Xiaolan sent the news to Inspector Megure of the Metropolitan Police Department.

At this time, in the theme cafe of the aquarium, Vermouth was holding a facial recognition system and analyzing the pedestrians below. The system quickly analyzed that Curacao was mixed in the crowd.

Seeing the smile on Vermouth's lips, the mercenary asked, "Have you found Curacao?"

Vermouth raised the telescope and said with a smile, "We found her."

Vermouth then looked at the coffee table that was filled with items, veins popping out of her head. “It was a wrong decision to go on this mission with you.”

"I'll pay for it myself." The mercenary extended his fork towards another piece of cake.

After calming down her speechless mood, Vermouth called Gin: "Gin, Curacao is at the Toudou Aquarium. Don't worry, I will take her back soon."

In the amusement park, people asked around with photos but got nothing.

Conan held up his phone in confusion: "It's strange, her pupil color is so special, and no one has any impression of her."

"Maybe the older sister has been staying here since the accident that night, but she was alone when the accident happened, so her friends didn't know to come here to look for her." The little girl licked the ice cream bought by the novelist.

Huiyuan Ai was a little curious about what the little girl said before: "Speaking of which, Alice, you just said, 'Memories are the most precious things', why did you say that?"

"Because memory is proof of a person's existence. But sometimes forgetting can also be a kind of happiness." The little girl slowed down her pace. "If I parted with the person most important to me, and that person still missed me, and I couldn't comfort them anymore, then it would be better if they just forgot me. As long as they don't remember, they won't be sad."

"Sadness is also an emotion, a part of our lives. If we forget it, wouldn't that part of our life experience be gone?" Conan disagreed. "Forgetting like this can only be called escaping."

"Hmph, arrogant detective." Huiyuan Ai was thinking of something else. She felt that perhaps the little girl had realized that her health was deteriorating. When the time came, she would have to say goodbye to her friends and family, and sincerely hope that they would forget her...

In comparison, the life trajectories of Miyano Shiho to Haibara Ai and Kudo Shinichi to Edogawa Conan are completely different. One was born in darkness and struggled constantly, while the other had a smooth and carefree life.

"Why are you angry again?"

That's right, it's this kind of self-righteousness that is really annoying! Looking at Conan, who didn't understand the meaning of the little girl's words at all, Huiyuan Ai gave him a fierce look.

On the other side, Curacao and the three little ones were playing darts. Relying on muscle memory, Curacao easily broke the record, which amazed the three little ones.

[Mercenary: The talent trained by the organization was tricked into throwing darts. Gin must be furious to see this.]

[Air Force: If Rum saw this, he would probably be so angry that he would bite his dentures into pieces.]

[Novelist: I can play darts too. I'd like to try it later.]

[Explorer: You'll die if you try, right? Who was it that got hit by the train last time after switching positions?]

[Novelist: Can we please not mention this?]

"Sister, you look really pretty when you smile!"

"That's right!"

Conan, Haibara Ai, the little girl, the doctor and the novelist who were walking along saw the three little ones choosing dolphin dolls.

Dr. Agasa waved to everyone on the stairs: "Hey, there are seats available on the Ferris wheel now. If you want to go up and enjoy the view, now's the time!"

"Then come with us, big sister. Maybe the view from the sky will remind you of something!"

Under the eager anticipation of the children, Curacao was pulled up the stairs

Conan looked at the place where Curacao had just thrown the darts. Every dart hit the bull's eye, which is not something an ordinary person can do.

The clerk at the dart shop also took out an unpainted dolphin doll and asked Conan and Haibara Ai to give it to Curacao who had just left.

Before heading to the escalator of the Ferris wheel, Vermouth disguised herself and quietly approached Curacao: "What are you doing in a place like this? We should go back."

Curacao, who hadn't recovered his memory, was naturally confused and didn't react. He then followed the children to the Ferris wheel escalator. Vermouth was surprised, not understanding what was going on.