Chapter 206 Survival Is Luck

The person in charge of the neurobiological research base was responsible for instigating the rebellion, and the evacuation plan, including the protection and concealment behind it, was also his work.

He expected that given the timid character of those researchers, they would not dare to trigger the institute's self-destruction device when evacuating. He also guessed that when the researcher evacuated, time was tight and it was impossible to take away all the data, so the irrelevant research data about the brain he wanted would most likely be abandoned.

When the time comes, even if Gin comes to perform the finishing work, he will bring the information back. Then Nobushige can still easily obtain that information as Mescald.

However, unexpectedly, the researcher took that information back to the police.

It must be admitted that the state's institutions are more complex than organizing such criminal groups, and the procedures are much more complicated. For the same piece of information, it is much more complicated to obtain the same information step by step from the police than from the organization.

Thinking of this, Nobuhiro couldn't help but sigh slightly.

That information may help him understand the real cause of Miyano Shiho's amnesia, and with luck, it is not impossible to find a way to help her regain her memory.

"What a charming scene." Silla looked at the orange sky behind her through the reversing mirror and sighed, "Just thinking about the experiments that were conducted in that research institute..."

"Human experiments are indispensable." Nobuhiro said calmly.

This sentence is correct. Whether it is an illegal research institution organized underground or a scientific project organized by the national government, ultimately it cannot be separated from human experiments. It’s just that they have a less unpleasant-sounding name—clinical trials.

Of course, no scientist would normally use humans to test the efficacy of dangerous drugs.

A touch of self-mockery flashed across Silla's eyes, and he said with a wry smile: "Perhaps it's because I have been exposed to these before, and was manipulated by researchers in white coats as a test subject, so even now, as long as I see relevant information, I It’s always uncomfortable.”

Nobuhiro glanced at him, his eyes were cold and realistic: "There are countless people in this world who die unwillingly every day. You are lucky to be alive."

This luck belongs not only to Silla, but also to himself.

Zhu Fu Jingguang should have died four years ago, but every minute he spends now is a gift from God.

Nobushige doesn't want to succumb to fate, but sometimes he feels that there is nothing wrong with the existence of such a thing as destiny. At least it can make people face all luck and misfortune, ordinary and great, survival and death calmly.

"You are right." Silla nodded in agreement, and then suddenly remembered something and said, "The organization is preparing to send more manpower to Northern Europe and expand the Nordic branch."

"Yeah?"

"The gentleman called me before and asked me if I wanted to go back, but I still want to stay with you." He hesitated for a moment and then asked tentatively, "I heard that not only Northern Europe, but other branches are also expanding. Such a big move...is something going to happen?"

Nobuhiro does know something about this.

But he didn’t plan to tell Silado: “It just requires a lot of data of different races, so it won’t have much impact for the time being.

"We're at the parking lot. Just go back and wait for me to contact you. I'll call you if there's a mission."

"good."

Nobushige and Shira separated in Cupido Town. One changed into a Rolls-Royce business car to go back "home", and the other drove his own car to pick up his sister from the Mori Detective Agency.

Haihara Ai was very good, and even helped Mao Lilan wash the dishes after dinner at Mao Li's house.

When Nobuhiro arrived, he heard Mao Lilan keep praising her: "Such a good child, Mr. Asano must spend more time with her when he is free."

"I will." Xinfan nodded in agreement with a smile, and then asked suddenly, "Which one do you think is more suitable for children to grow up, an apartment or a one-family house?"

Mao Lilan was stunned. When she understood what Xinfan meant, she immediately laughed: "Each has its own advantages. The apartment may be closer to the school, but the environment of a one-family house will be much better than that of an apartment. How to choose? It depends on your needs.”

Nobushige nodded thoughtfully and decided to find out about the houses for sale nearby after going back.

He also considered whether Miyano Shiho would be reluctant to continue living with Asano Nobushige if he regained his memory one day.

But thinking about it differently, Miyano Shiho stayed at Dr. Agasa’s house anyway to get close to Kudo Shinichi. But now in Conan's eyes, Asano Nobushige is a person who is clean enough to share the organization's secrets.

Known: Kudo Shinichi = the only person Miyano Shiho can trust, and Conan = Kudo Shinichi, and Asano Nobuhige = the person Kudo Shinichi trusts.

Request: Miyano Shihonobu doesn’t trust Asano Nobutushige.

A simple junior high school question.

"Xiao Ai, do you want to remember the past?" Xinfan asked on the way back.

Hui Yuan Ai glanced at him sideways and replied hesitantly: "I don't know. If I remember, will I have to go back?"

"It depends on your choice."

Haiyuan Ai's eyes lit up: "If I don't want to leave, can I not leave?"

"Of course." Nobuhiro answered decisively.

Because he had known for a long time that Hui Yuan Ai had no so-called biological parents who had lost their children. Even if her amnesia was cured, the decision-making power was still in her own hands.

Is it really that easy to recover from amnesia caused by brain damage?

Nobushige is deeply worried about Conan and the future main plot.

"Have you had dinner?" Haiyuan Ai interrupted Xinfan's unfounded worries.

Only then did Nobushige realize that it seemed that he had been doing organizational work with Silla since he left the stadium, and indeed he didn't even have time to eat a bite. Even the bento that Mao Lilan originally prepared for him and the children was eaten by the children at some point, and he didn't even see it.

And once he thought of this, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

Nobuhiro said sheepishly: "Then I'll go back and cook something casually."

Huihara Ai didn't speak.

But as soon as Nobunaga opened the door, Haihara Ai went straight to the kitchen.

"Xiao Ai!"

Hui Yuan Ai turned around when he heard this, with a sweet smile on his lips: "Let me cook dinner for you today."

Perhaps it was difficult for such a smile to appear on Miyano Shiho's face, and Nobushige was in a daze.

At this moment, Haihara Ai had already opened the refrigerator and had a rough idea of ​​the ingredients. Then wash vegetables, cut vegetables and cook rice skillfully.

Judging from Haihara Ai's status as a six-year-old child, she should not have such skilled cooking skills anyway. But it fits Miyano Shiho, a young single woman.

In other words, even if the memory disappears, what is engraved in the muscles or subconscious will not change.