Chapter 226 The Secret of Haibara Ai

Ai Huihara pushed open the door in her pajamas.

She slowed down her movements, fearing that she would make some noise and wake up Akemi Miyano who was sleeping soundly.

After coming out of the room, she slowly walked up the stairs to the fourth floor and came to the door of Fujino's bedroom.

Ai Huihara stared at the door in front of her, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

In this world, there are not many people willing to save her.

It can be said that if you stretch out your hand, you can count the number of people with five fingers on one hand.

She vaguely felt that it was Fujino who just saved her.

No, it should be said that apart from Fujino, there would be no other person to save her and send her back home.

She hoped that the man in the white robe was Fujino.

But she didn't want that person to be Fujino.

Maybe it was because of fear.

After all, she owed Fujino too much since that rainy night.

If Fujino was the white robe, then I'm afraid that what she owed would never be repaid.

…………

Retracting her thoughts, in the eyes of Huiyuan Ai, the door in front of her has become Pandora's door, leading to the unknown.

"Even if it's self-deception..."

She took a deep breath, made a decision, raised her little hand slightly, and pushed the door open with her petite body.

What came into view was an empty bedroom.

Huiyuan Ai was stunned on the spot.

"If Fujino is in this room, then he is definitely not the man in white robes."

She comforted herself in this way more than once in her heart.

But with the door to the unknown being opened.

The last bit of luck that she had left in her heart was completely wiped out.

"What am I doubting..."

Huiyuan Ai recovered, and a gentle expression gradually appeared on her face.

She walked slowly to the window, lowered her head and sighed, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Ding ding ding!"

Just as Huiyuan Ai lowered her eyes and thought, a phone ring suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

Her figure suddenly froze, like a kitten who had done something wrong, and she looked around vigilantly.

But soon, she found the source of the sound.

It was her pocket.

Huihara Ai breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know how she should face this thin window paper being pierced.

She retracted her gaze and took out the phone from her pocket.

What came into view was the note of [Edogawa Conan] on the screen.

The gentleness on Haibara Ai's face faded away, and she returned to her usual calmness: "Moshimoshi."

"Is that Haibara?!"

After hearing Haibara Ai's voice, Conan on the other end of the phone immediately asked hurriedly: "Where are you now? I just looked for you in the hotel for a long time and couldn't find you..."

"I'm at Fujino's house now."

Hailaa Ai looked down at the Maori Detective Agency across the street, "It's just opposite the detective agency where you usually live."

Conan seemed a little confused: "How did you escape?"

"I don't remember."

Hailaa Ai paused, sorted out her thoughts, and said: "I remember that I was caught by Pisk and locked in a utility room, and then I hung up the call with you, and then the door was kicked open, and a man in a white robe walked in, scratched my hand with a strange thing, and then I I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I lay on the side of the road, and then went home. "

"If that's the case, then your identity should not have been discovered by the organization yet."

Conan pursed his chin and said, "Just now, I sneaked into the hotel with Gin and Vodka, but when I arrived, they were seriously injured in the explosion."

After a pause, Conan continued, "After that, the police also found Piske's body in the guest room of the Haido Hotel."

Grayfield Ai was surprised: "Piske is dead?"

"That's right."

Conan on the other end of the phone nodded: "The chest was pierced by a sharp weapon and died on the spot. Judging from the time of death, it should have been just after the police interrogation. If this is the case, then he should not have told Gin that you have become smaller."

Grayfield Ai was stunned when she heard this, and her eyes fluctuated.

She had heard that Fujino's other identity never killed.

But today...

Is it for her?

Thinking of this, a sense of guilt arose in her heart.

It seems that I owe more and more...

"The white robe you mentioned should be Beika Batman."

At this time, Conan's voice came from the other end of the phone again: "But why did he save you?"

Habara Ai paused and said: "Maybe he just happened to pass by."

"Just happened to pass by?"

Conan was even more confused: "Even if he just happened to pass by, he shouldn't pass by the Haido Hotel and just happen to save you and kill Pisk..."

"It may also be because he has a grudge against the organization."

Habara Ai interrupted Conan and pretended to think: "He saved me, it should be purely accidental. After all, when Ayumi was kidnapped before, he also helped. I think his real purpose should be to retaliate against the organization."

"I see..."

Conan on the other end of the phone nodded when he heard this, and felt that what Huihara Ai said made sense, and immediately began to imagine: "He first used a bomb to seriously injure Gin and Vodka, and then killed Piske. It seems that the guy's real purpose is to oppose the organization... I didn't expect that this guy also has a grudge against the organization."

Huihara Ai on the other end of the phone nodded with satisfaction.

——Affirmed Conan's imagination.

Then, she hung up the phone without saying much.

The white and tender little hand tightly grasped the crimson mobile phone, watching the snow outside the window, and the corners of Huihara Ai's mouth rose slightly.

She didn't plan to tell Conan about this.

Similarly, she didn't plan to tell anyone.

She wanted to bury this matter in her heart.

Let this secret belong to herself alone.

…………

On the other side, in the dark alley.

Fujino, wearing an assassin's robe, stretched out his left hand, grabbed a skinny man in a windbreaker by the collar and slammed him against the wall of the alley, and asked in a stern voice: "Tell me, what is a butterfly?"

"Butterfly?!"

The skinny man was obviously stunned.

"I've already investigated."

Fujiano used a voice changer to make his voice unusually low: "Among the drug dealers around here, you are the only one who sells butterflies."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the silver-white hidden sword slid out from his sleeve, with the tip of the sword pointing to the skinny man's neck: "I'll give you two choices, tell me what a butterfly is, or die."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

The skinny man swallowed his saliva, "The butterfly you're talking about, I have a new one in my pocket that I just brought back from the online side."

Fujiano loosened his left hand, put the skinny man down, and raised the hidden sword in his right hand: "Take it out and show it to me."

"That's it."

The skinny man quickly reached into his pocket and took out a handful of small red cards from his pocket, "This is the butterfly you're talking about."

[ps: Thanks for the monthly ticket, the author went to the ophthalmologist today and came back in the evening. In short, there is a problem with my eyes now, with astigmatism of 600 to 700, myopia of more than 100, keratoconus bulge (may puncture the cornea), and conjunctivitis. I can't update it for the time being. I will do 6,000 when my eyes are better.]