Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"Are you sure?" Qin Jiu asked.

"No," Chi Feichi said, "so I need to confirm."

It doesn't make sense. He hasn't been in contact with Urao Ayaka during this period. He's not sure if this can cause Stockholm Syndrome.

It is also possible that it was a disguise carried out by Pusheng Caixiang to let him relax his vigilance and get out of the organization's control.

Moreover, even if Ayaka Pusheng really has Stockholm Syndrome, he still needs to confirm the "perpetrator" identified by Ayaka Pusheng, that is, whether Ayaka Pusheng relies on the organization or him.

"Why do you suddenly pay attention to her?" Qin Jiu turned his gaze back to the computer, turned it off, and was about to leave, "Have you figured out how to arrange it?"

"There are enough people who can help confirm intelligence and safety without being alerted..."

In the next two days, the students went to school, the students went to work, and the perpetrators committed crimes.

...

[October 13, sunny...]

In Uehara Junior High School, in Class A classroom of the third year, Urao Ayaka sat in the seat by the window, with a pen in her hand hanging on the open notebook, without leaving any handwriting.

The instructor at the base, let’s call it an instructor, the man who taught her to investigate told her to delete the email after reading it. In addition, it’s best to keep call records, text message records, and photo albums clean. Writing a diary is a kind of exposure. If the stupid behavior of secreting oneself to obtain a little psychological comfort reveals the existence of the organization, you will bear the consequences.

What she is most afraid of hearing now is 'at your own risk', which means that she will be chased to death by a group of lunatics in a circle with nowhere to escape.

When she saw Sakata Yuzhi on the surveillance camera that night, she could recall the whole process when she closed her eyes, and it was a more suffocating feeling than seeing someone die in front of her.

Fortunately, after that night, she didn't have to stay with those lunatics anymore. Although the guards and managers could play this 'cruel game' without changing their expressions, they still had reason and would not hurt her.

She lives on the third floor, and only her room is used in the entire corridor. She can have food delivered to her room, and she can freely take the elevator to any floor other than the first floor. No one bothers her, no one bullies her, she even You can take the guards to look around. She even went to the 5th floor management and the floor where the male criminals lived.

She only needs to go to "classes" every day to learn what she should learn.

Do you want to be proud? She thought she was proud of it, and took the guards to go around the female criminals, originally to let those women who had laughed at her see who was worth laughing at.

But that time, she felt boring instead.

It was amazing that overnight, she seemed to be stripped from that dangerous world. Even though she could remember the fear and anxiety at that time, she didn't think it was that serious.

She began to pay attention to the organization. She heard that the guards were only peripheral members, and even the man in charge of the entire base management was only a peripheral member. It was a powerful and mysterious organization. Sometimes she thought, maybe for that powerful As for the mysterious existence, cruelty is normal.

Compared with the deceit and rudeness of those criminals, the guards are like employees who stick to their posts, commute to and from work on time, don't swear, and don't bully the criminals inside, which is much better.

And that person...

lark.

After that night, she thought of Luke more and more.

She asked Lak to remember to return the necklace to her. She had seen the darkness in the base, so she didn't give much hope. She didn't expect Lak to return the necklace and diary to her.

Rucker asked her to live away from those people, and Rucker asked the caretaker to keep her safe.

When she ran away that night, her palms were abraded by the rope, and Lak also asked for medicine to be delivered to her. He said he would let her come to school, and he did.

Rucker is a nice guy.

She began to think repeatedly of that face with deep eyebrows and eyes, calm and indifferent expression, whether it was the front face or the side face half hidden in the shadow; she remembered the first time she met, the figure who brought people in without rushing; A black card nailed into the wall; thinking of his unassailable calmness when he spoke; thinking of the next time we met, lighting up the display screen behind him, his somewhat blurred face in the dark...

She began to miss, and every time she finished the course, she repeatedly recalled the details of her contact with Lak. It was very short, but no matter how many times she recalled it, she would not feel bored, but she was a little anxious occasionally, which came from the "want to see but can't see" anxious.

She no longer felt fearful or uneasy, thinking of Lak's hoarse voice, guessing if she had been injured, she would also feel worried and distressed.

Sometimes she thought about the nervous feeling that her heart skipped a beat when Luke approached her that night, and she didn't think it was due to fear, it should be other emotions.

Isn't this like it?

When she first entered junior high school, she secretly liked a boy in her class. He was sunny, handsome and good at sports. But now, the figure and feeling of that boy have been completely washed away by another person, and he has become Passers-by are generally insignificant people.

Lak is like a spell, with an attractiveness that no other man has. The thoughts and emotions in her heart are deeper than ever before, like a volcano that suppresses the raging magma. Sometimes she is so anxious that she wants to burn all her reason. Exhausted.

This may not be liking, but an emotion that she would never recognize casually.

like.

Pusheng Caixiang still didn't know that she was constantly making dangerous self-suggestions. She pushed herself into the deep pit, twirled the pen between her fingers, stared at the table and lost her mind, thinking over and over again, and kept finding enough reasons to convince her.

"Student Pusheng!"

A shout came from beside him.

Pusheng Caixiang came back to her senses, and looked up at the female teacher who walked to the table.

The female teacher in her forties smiled and reminded her gently, "Don't be distracted in class!"

"Sorry, teacher." Pusheng Caixiang stood up and bowed politely.

Although the female teacher's kind and peaceful expression always reminded her of that Yuzhi Sakata who lied to her and wanted to kill her, even though she was once the most troubled student who liked to make things difficult for the teacher, but Rucker said that letting her get along well with her classmates must be the same. Including the teacher, and a polite person can easily gain some basic affection, or...disgust.

Uehara Junior High School is a public school, and since her stepfather was an elementary school teacher, she has heard too many things about the quality of the school.

Public schools recruit students by area, and most of the fees are paid by the state. Rich people will try to choose private schools with high tuition fees but better teaching resources and facilities, or national schools with strict examinations, and the rest will go to public schools , Compulsory education is completed step by step, so the education and environment of public schools are also uneven, whether good or bad depends on the region.

If the residents in the surrounding area are from better families and the students have similar backgrounds, parents will restrain them, and bullying rarely occurs.

If there are violent associations in the surrounding area, the law and order was not good before, or the residents are mixed with dragons and snakes, the environment in the school will be much more complicated and chaotic. Compared with private schools, students can be expelled, and public schools cannot expel students before the completion of compulsory education. , It also caused a lot of people who dawdled in the school.

Uehara Junior High School prefers the latter. Her school in Kumamoto is not bad. She is also a problem student, so she cannot be bullied. In the classroom, she already felt xenophobic. When she introduced herself, there were two unfriendly eyes staring at her.

Now that she is in the third grade of junior high school, the class groups have formed. It is more difficult for her to integrate as an outsider, and the situation of going to school will obviously not bring study pressure to those who are not suitable for going to school. She has a hunch, next The days will definitely not be smooth sailing.

Of course, this does not affect her to make a little change not to cause trouble for the teacher, to be more polite, and to win the favor of other people and the teacher without appearing too childish.

Yes, it is childish.

During this period of time, she had come into contact with the calm Lark, the polite guard, and the criminals covered in thorns. Among them, few of them would 'pretend to be cool' like they used to, and suddenly found that the former The behavior of cursing is really low-level.

"Just pay attention next time," the female teacher said in a more gentle tone, "Please sit down."

"Tch..." On the seat in the aisle, a girl purposely let out a low snort in a voice that Pusheng Caixiang could hear.

The female teacher turned her head to look, and wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and held back.

Pusheng Caixiang didn't express her opinion, and sat down obediently.

She also has something worthy of attack. She went to the principal to go through the admission formalities early yesterday morning, and she could hear a hint of innocence. It seemed that a congressman had come forward to say hello, and the organization arranged a residence for her nearby. Naturally, there was no problem in enrolling, and The headmaster completely ignored her short, red-dyed hair.

It wasn't until last night before school was over that she heard the discussion, and then she realized that the school does not restrict hair dyeing, but requires girls not to wear ponytails when they wear long hair. It can't reach the shoulders, unfortunately, the end of her hair just reaches the shoulders.

If someone wants to bully her, she can handle it, but she still has to ask Lark what she means...

This was the last class before the last weekend. At 3:40 p.m., the female teacher announced that get out of class was over and the holiday began, and she called Ayaka Pusheng to the school green area to talk.

"Student Pusheng, are you still used to school life?"

"Thank you for your relationship with the teacher. I think the school is very good." Caixiang Pusheng said with a cute look.

The female teacher felt more at ease. At first, when she saw Pusheng Caixiang's flamboyant red hair, and she was still a relative who had greeted her above, she thought it would be a thorn, but she didn't expect the little girl in front of her to have such a good personality, "That's good, If Ozawa and the others bully you, then come and tell the teacher, and go back if you have nothing to do, have a nice holiday."

"Happy holiday, teacher, then I'll go back first." Pusheng Caixiang bowed slightly to the female teacher, turned and walked towards the teaching building, and at the same time took out her mobile phone and lowered her hair to send an email.

【Luck, I'm Pusheng, can you tell me what exactly do you want me to do? If someone bullies me, can I fight back? 】

"Ding dong."

The email was answered very quickly:

[If you are bullied and don't fight back, are you an idiot? Raki]

Pusheng Caixiang: "..."

I always feel that what Lak means is: you still have to ask me such a stupid question, are you an idiot?

But it's good to fight back.