Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

There is a bathroom in the bedroom. While washing the vegetable leaves, Miyano Shiho thought of the details of Glenn's care of the rabbit.

I don’t know what the rare normal people in this organization think, but they secretly feed bread or rice to rabbits... Those are human food and should not be given to pet rabbits. It is difficult for them to digest it.

Miyano Shiho carefully washed and dried the vegetable leaves, and placed the plate of unprocessed whole vegetables in front of the rabbit.

The rabbit's whiskers moved.

It still didn't make any sound.

——It is a weak animal that has difficulty in shouting even if it is in extreme pain due to underdeveloped vocal cords.

Miyano Shiho sat down at the desk and flipped through the folders beside her. These were all taken intact from her original office. She flipped through a few pages and then put it down and took out her phone.

She frowned as she looked at the lit screen.

Although her sister replied to her email and called her a few hours ago, and her words were the same as usual, Miyano Shiho just felt something was wrong and felt that there was an inexplicable sense of restraint in her words.

...Is my sister being controlled by someone?

Who did it? Curacao? Or gin? ...What happened to the organization?

Miyano Shiho felt deeply worried. She sighed and noticed that the rabbit propped up his head and seemed to be looking at her mobile phone, and turned off the screen helplessly.

There were surveillance cameras and bugs in this room. Even if there weren't, she wouldn't vent her personal emotions on a pet rabbit.

"Is it boring here? Next time I will bring you..."

Before Miyano Shiho finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

A creepy feeling instantly engulfed her like a tide.

Just like the feeling of a hunter clenching his prey with contempt and coldness when hunting, his stomach twitches because of the instinctive fear in his body.

She has only felt this level of oppression from Gin so far!

There are dangerous organization members around here! !

Miyano Shiho's body was shaking. She wanted to pick up the rabbit, but in the next second, she felt the floor beneath her feet shaking violently.

"boom--!!"

……

The office floor was cracked.

After a violent explosion, the rabbit fell uncontrollably. Even though he tried his best to reach up, his body still fell into the water.

The turbid and dirty river water enveloped him pervasively.

The nightmarish feeling of suffocation came over me again.

The rabbit trembled all over.

He remembered.

In fact, while he was in the United States, on the night when Glenn infiltrated Sindora Company, he remembered it after suffering a severe headache.

——Everything before he traveled through time.

Chapter 190 Memory Recovery (Part , Unfinished)

"……am I wrong?"

"I wanted to save her, did I do something wrong...?"

"……Do not."

"You are right to want to save people."

"However, you must also know that sometimes when you go to save someone, you may not only fail to save the other person, but you may even get involved yourself..."

……

The school bell rings.

At the door of a certain class in the second grade of junior high school, a handsome boy put everything on the table back into his schoolbag one by one.

He couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the midterm exam papers sandwiched between the textbooks and the teacher's eyes when giving him the papers.

Next year will be the third year of junior high school, and they will soon face the first important exam in their lives. However, some students with poor grades in their school will be approached by teachers and persuaded to give up the high school entrance exam and apply for vocational schools in advance. This can ensure the school's admission rate.

If his grades continue to get worse, it will probably be over soon...

The boy sat by the window. The girl at the table on the right had already left. He left the classroom with his bag on his back.

He walked out of the teaching building and walked towards the school gate. While thinking about how to speak to his parents, he moved his feet to the left. He planned to turn a corner after going out and buy some fried skewers from the canteen next door.

As soon as he left the school, he saw a fat middle-aged woman waiting under the tree.

"Mom? Why are you here?"

The boy was surprised at first, and then felt guilty. He squeezed the strap of the schoolbag that contained the papers.

"I just got off work. I thought you were about to finish school, so I came to pick you up. Your dad made your favorite Coke chicken wings today. Let's buy him some beer on the way back."

The woman smiled, and crow's feet appeared on the skin at the corners of her eyes.

The boy looked around. The students were walking out in twos and threes, and there were not many parents guarding the door. It’s not like kindergarten or elementary school. Junior high school students have a certain ability to take care of themselves.

He was a little embarrassed. In addition to being so old and having to be picked up by his parents, his mother's age also made him embarrassed.

His parents are relatively older, much older than the parents of most of his classmates. For example, his uncle is only 2 years younger than his father, but his daughter and his cousin have both finished the college entrance examination and are in their freshman year.

The boy always felt that people coming and going were looking at them. When he couldn't help but want to persuade his mother not to pick him up in the future, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He has a very strange name. His surname is very rare, not unpleasant, and there are no uncommon characters in his name, but together they are very strange.

When the boy turned around, it was the girl at the next table who he thought had left first, calling him.

The girl, with her hair in a ponytail, stood at the intersection waiting for the traffic light and raised her hand to him. The boy saw that her face was still pale in the dusk.

His neighbor at the table has been in poor health recently. In today's physical education class, the teacher didn't worry about letting her stand in the sun for too long and asked her to go aside to rest.

"See you tomorrow!"

The boys also greeted her. He saw a middle-aged woman standing at the next table. She turned to smile politely at him, and then when the light turned green, she directly picked up her daughter and left. The pace is quite hasty.

The mother looked at their backs as they left: "Is this your classmate?"

"Well, she's sitting next to me."

And her grades are much better than him. She is the teacher's favorite student. She will definitely be admitted to a key high school in the high school entrance examination next year.

The boy thought about his grades again and couldn't help but secretly look at his mother's face.

His mother asked again: "She doesn't look well. Is she sick?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask."

The mother lightly kicked the boy and said, "You should pay more attention to your classmates."

The boy responded helplessly.

His mind was now filled with his terrible grades. It wasn't until his mother tried to take the schoolbag for him that he realized it and quickly took a step back: "Hey, no need, there are a lot of things in it and it's very heavy."

His mother seemed to see through what he was thinking: "Are you feeling guilty? The midterm results came out today and you didn't do well in the exam?"

The boy looked embarrassed: "I..."

"Your teacher called me today and said that your test scores were not satisfactory this time."

"But I asked her, 'What score did my son get in the exam?', and she said a lot, calling you out for failing English... Oh, it's okay, I won't scold you."

His mother tapped him on the shoulder.

"You have worked very hard, but my grades are not as good as yours when I was studying. Just like this foreign language, I can't even understand ABC now, but you are already much smarter than me."

"Don't push yourself too hard. Just let the teacher say whatever she says. Don't take it to heart. Just take whatever test you can... If your dad scolds you for this, I'll scold him."

His mother took him to the nearby canteen and said, "I'll treat you to something to eat. Just order a few skewers, don't order too much, or you won't be able to eat dinner later and your dad will nag you again."

The boy followed her in and saw that she was really looking at the price list. He couldn't help but ask: "...Aren't you angry?"

"We don't ask you for anything. We don't need you to get into a good school or earn as much money as you want in the future. As long as you are safe and happy," his mother said to him.

The boy felt warm in his heart when he was told this.

At the same time, he was a little embarrassed, even more ashamed than when he first got the paper.

The teachers of several other subjects said that he was too careless, but he was actually pretty good at it, that is, English... I'll ask the next person at the table for advice tomorrow. She has the best grades in this subject.

The boy made up his mind and ate fried skewers and his favorite dish cooked by his parents. I spent a calm night like this and came to school the next day.

But he found that the girl sitting at the next table didn't come.

She dropped out of school due to illness.

……

After the final exam, the boy learned from the teacher that the girl at the next table was seriously ill.

"Friends who were good friends with her in the past can go and see her. The hospital is located at..."

The teacher had a strange expression when he spoke.

The boy was about to enter his third year of junior high school. When the summer vacation started, his parents did not send him directly to cram school. Instead, they took annual leave together and planned to go out and have fun as a family first.

They asked him where he wanted to go, and the first thing that came to his mind was the seaside. His father taught him to swim since he was a child. He thinks he is good at water, but he has never been to the sea or rivers.

His parents agreed.

The day before departure, he planned to visit the girl at the table next to him who had only a few interactions with him but could be considered a friend. He asked his father to drive him to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, his father was waiting for him outside and asked him to go in alone. It would definitely be awkward for the two of them if their parents were around at this time.

The boy was startled when he saw the girl at the next table. He didn't expect her to look so haggard.

"How are you doing?"

He had heard the teacher say that she was sick before, but he only knew about it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he really realized that she was so seriously ill.

She was frighteningly thin, and her hospital clothes hung on her skinny shoulders. The thin quilt covered his legs, and he could barely see the rise and fall. The ponytail is gone and all the hair has fallen out.