Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

"All right!"

The old man in the lead roared, stopping the chaos at the scene.

He glared at the doctor who still had a pen stuck in his throat and scolded him coldly, "Didn't I tell you? You have to take care of the patient's emotions. If anything goes wrong, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself!"

Mentally ill people cannot withstand any stimulation. Now that he is fine, he should just consider himself unlucky.

The doctor looked angry and turned away unwillingly.

"Okay, kid, relax. Don't think about those sad things. What you need to do now is to have a good rest."

The old man reached out and rubbed Baichuanqiu's head. Baichuanqiu's eyes flickered, but he still lowered his head obediently: "Sorry."

The doctors examined the patient for a while and then left the ward.

Baichuan Qiu got out of bed and began to search the surroundings.

According to what the doctors said just now, his current timeline is after Baichuan's parents died, when Baichuan came to the hospital and broke up with the original owner.

I think the original owner was overwhelmed by the death of his parents, the resentment of his brother, and the exploitation of that unscrupulous system, and finally chose to end his life.

——So, at this time, the original owner should have really died, and then the bad system was afraid that its mission would fail because of the original owner's death, so it led his homologue from another time and space to this world, replacing the original owner as Baichuan Qiu, so as to continue to complete its system mission.

And now, the system should still be observing him silently, trying to find his weaknesses, and continue to threaten him to become its own tool just like it threatened the original owner.

Baichuan Qiu is not sure when he will "wake up" now, so he can only seize the opportunity to look for clues in this limited time.

After all, he did not forget that the original owner might have the evidence left by Shirakawa Masanori.

Baichuan Qiu searched carefully, but there was nothing worthy of attention. Finally, his eyes fell on the bookshelf next to him.

There are a lot of books here. From my previous memories, these should have been sent to the original owner by his parents.

There might be something in the book.

Holding on to the last hope, Baichuanqiu opened a few books that were recently placed on the bookshelf.

Criminal Investigation Psychology, Sherlock Holmes, Internal Structure of the Human Body...

Suddenly, one of the books caught Baichuan Qiu's attention.

White Rabbit Detective Diary 19

The corner of Baichuan Qiu's eye twitched.

What is this? A fairy tale book?

He subconsciously reached out, took the book and opened it.

【Preface】

This book is dedicated to my beloved, whose dream was to become a prosecutor like his father, just like the White Rabbit detective in this book: strong, brave, honest, and fearless...

Actually, compared to dreams, I hope he can live a carefree life. Because the road to pursuing dreams is too tiring, I always worry that he will get hurt. So I tell myself that I must work harder and harder to become his biggest supporter... No matter what he becomes, we will always be by his side...

It's funny, but my husband and I aren't good at writing, and we can't write stories. But perhaps there was something burning inside me that drove me to do this, so the hand that used to hold the scalpel finally picked up the pen and wrote this little story with childlike charm.

This story was inspired by my husband's notebooks. He worked on many cases and left behind many stories about people. I hope these stories can bring Xiaoqiu different insights, allowing him to understand different people and different worlds through words.

I hope he can go on adventures with the White Rabbit Detective when he's bored. I want to tell him that he's never alone and that we will always love him.

[PS: My husband wanted me to change the name of White Rabbit Detective to White Bear Detective, or even White Wolf Detective, to make it sound more powerful and imposing. No, I don't want that. White Rabbit Detective is so cute, so kind and gentle, and he sounds like a good guy. But I lied to him and told him I had changed it. After all, I've been saying that for so many years, so I guess he's given up trying? (? ? ?? )]

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After reading the preface, Baichuan Qiu was shocked, and was also fed with dog food by the love of the original owner's parents.

Especially the emoticon that was so lively that it almost overflowed the screen, allowing Baichuanqiu to feel the lively and lively soul through the text.

So this book is actually a mystery novel adapted by Shirakawa's mother based on Shirakawa's father's notebook. The purpose is to let the original owner better understand his father and allow the original owner to be exposed to the outside world even if he stays in the hospital...

And, damn, the White Rabbit Detective... maybe they're called that because their hair is all white? It sounds pretty childish, I almost thought it was from a fairy tale.

Baichuan Qiu's mind was a little confused, and then he found that a few drops of water had fallen on the page. He wiped them off hurriedly to prevent the water stains from smudging the paper.

Suddenly, he stopped, touched his cheek, and found that he was crying.

To be precise, it was the original owner who remained in the body who was crying.

Being able to persist for more than ten years under the mental torture of the system, it can be said that the original owner's parents played an indispensable role. They were almost the motivation for the original owner to insist on living.

But now, the person who always loved him and never gave up on him is gone.

——will never come back.

No wonder the original owner chose to give up his own life after learning about his parents' death...

Baichuan Qiu sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down.

They are really...sigh.

At the same time, a possibility flashed through Baichuan Qiu's mind - could it be... that this novel also includes the Windru case?

He stood up hurriedly, bent down and searched among the bookshelves, but in the end he only found "White Rabbit Detective Diary 20" in the order of the novel.

——In other words, this book basically contains the latest content.

Moreover, the cover of this book was well preserved, and it looked as if it had just been in the hands of the original owner. It should be the last work of Baichuan's mother. Baichuan Qiu carefully tore off the cover and opened the pages with great anticipation, but was shocked to find that the content on it was blurry.

Yes, it’s that highly mosaiced feeling.

Shirakawa Akane: ???

He flipped through the pages in confusion, only to find that every page after that was blurry. The black words twisted around like tadpoles, making it impossible to make out what was written on them.

Shirakawa Akira rubbed his eyes to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his eyes. He immediately picked up the "White Rabbit Detective Diary 19" and opened it to take a closer look. He found that he could see the contents of the book clearly, and from the conclusion at the end of the book, the timeline should be very close to the present. The content of the latter book is very likely related to the Windru case!

Finally, Baichuan Qiu understood. He put down the book and sighed.

"He hasn't had time to see it yet..."

He murmured softly.

Because the original owner had read all the previous books, when he read the contents of those books, his mind automatically read the contents of the memories. However, judging by the outer packaging of this book, it was obvious that it had just been in the hands of the original owner. However, the original owner chose to commit suicide because of his parents' situation, so the original owner had never seen the contents of this book.

If you have never seen something, you naturally cannot read its content.

Thinking of this, Baichuan Qiu felt a little tired.

I thought there was a new hope after a dark tunnel, but it turned out to be a dead end.

Okay, let’s play it this way.