I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

In Fei Yingli's apartment, Shinichi sits alone on the sofa in the living room. On the floor beside him was the suitcase he had just taken down.

The living room was so quiet that you could hear the rain outside the window, and through the bathroom door, you could clearly hear the sound of water running inside.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Leaning back on the couch, Shinichi tilted his head, the chandelier above his head glowing softly.

A few minutes ago, when he saw Fei Yingli soaking wet, he was very surprised.

It stands to reason that this person should be being well taken care of by Xiaolan and Maori Kogoro at Maori's house!

How could he suddenly appear here, and be so embarrassed?

Could it be that she had regained her memory and had a big quarrel with Maori Kogoro before she returned to her home in a rage?

Staring at the faint halo around the chandelier, a new moment deduced a possibility.

After all, when Concubine Yingli saw him just now, her eyes didn't have that sense of strangeness, but seemed to be looking at a very familiar person.

Originally, this kind of amnesia is very magical, it is possible that it will recover in the next second, or it may not be remembered for the rest of its life.

But after all, this is just Shinichi's speculation, and if you really want to know the truth, you have to ask the person concerned.

It's just that Fei Yingli didn't say a word from the time she appeared to the time she walked into the bathroom, and it might be a little difficult to ask something.

Now I can only ask the other two who may know the inside story.

Taking out his phone, Shinichi was about to make a call to Xiaolan, but the bathroom door was opened.

Fei Yingli walked out of the bathroom, wearing a pink bathrobe, and her long brown hair was still stained with water droplets, reflecting a little shine in the light.

She took a towel and sat on the other side of the sofa, tilting her head to wipe the water stains from her hair, and the whole process was still silent.

This made Shinichi feel a little awkward, and he involuntarily put the phone back.

Is this a memory recovery?!

He wanted to ask directly, but his instinct told him that something big might happen after asking.

Most of the time, straight.

At this time, Fei Yingli didn't know what Shinichi was thinking.

Ten minutes ago, she used the excuse of wanting to walk downstairs and breathe fresh air, but Xiaolan, who was busy cooking, didn't care, just asked her father to accompany her.

But when the two of them passed by the detective office on the second floor, the phone inside rang, and Mori Kogoro had to hurry in to answer it.

Concubine Yingli also took advantage of this opportunity to "escape".

At least that's what she thinks.

The phone number of the detective agency was secretly called by her, and the number was also seen on the notice at the door when she went upstairs.

After flagging down a taxi on the street, she went straight to the place she had just remembered.

Since coming back here, she has felt extra relaxed, and through this feeling, she has once again confirmed that this is her true home!

There are more and more broken images in my mind, and I can gradually put them together.

Fei Yingli, who was wiping her hair, stopped what she was doing, glanced at Shinichi blankly, and then took out a hair dryer from the drawer of the TV cabinet.

"Help me blow my hair."

Plugging it in, she handed the hair dryer over.

"Huh? Oh! "

Shinichi watched her skillful movements, and after being stunned for a moment, he took the hair dryer and stood behind her.

I can remember this kind of little thing, and it looks like my memory should really be restored.

"Aunt Concubine, you..."

While brushing the long brown hair in front of him, Shinichi asked tentatively.

But Concubine Yingli hugged her knees tightly with her hands, curled up and sat on the sofa, and let him hold back his words.

For a moment, the living room was quiet again.

Fei Yingli rested her head on her knees, and all kinds of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Amnesia is not a good thing, but when you recall these memories, it is not necessarily a good thing.

Although she hadn't fully regained her memory, she had already remembered something that she didn't want to face.

She was already Xi to it, and it was like the first time she came into contact with these things, and she felt very uncomfortable, and she wanted to find someone to talk to.

It just so happened that there was such a person behind her who was worthy of her trust.

"Shinichi, your name is Shinichi, right?"

Fei Yingli showed a bitter smile and said slowly.

"Would you like to hear me tell a story?"

Shinichi remained silent, and he could tell that Fei Yingli should be in the tormented period of the process of recovering her memory.

At this time, there is no need to speak at all, just quietly play the role of a listener, and it is enough.

The movements of the hands became gentle, and the warm air from the hair dryer was turned to the lowest setting.

The pouring rain outside was blocked by the thick glass windows, and only the sound of raindrops hitting the glass could be heard.

In the soft light of the chandelier, Fei Yingli told a secret that she had just remembered but had been pressing on her heart for a long time.

It is probably a younger sister who sacrificed her best years in order to prevent her sister's child from living in a single-parent family after her sister's death in childbirth, and played the role of the child's mother.

As she spoke, the new mouth, as the only listener, grew bigger and bigger, and the look of surprise overflowed.

To be reasonable, this is probably the most outrageous thing he's ever heard.

He didn't know how to explain to Xiaolan after that, and he couldn't tell her: Your mother is actually not your mother, it's your aunt, right?

He had no intention of hiding this from the little angel at all.

Similarly, Shinichi didn't know what expression to use to face Fei Yingli in front of him.

Smiling?

“....... Shinichi? Shinichi! Do you understand? "

Concubine Yingli shouted several times in a row, and Shinichi came back to his senses from his shock.

"Understand what?"

Of course, he didn't hear a word at the end of this story.

After sharing the secret, Fei Yingli felt a lot more relaxed, and at this moment she was staring at Shinichi with a serious face, waiting for his answer.

Before that, only she, Mori Kogoro and a few others knew about it, and in order to hide it, the two even moved out of their original residence.

And now after pouring out the secret for a while, Fei Yingli naturally hopes that the other party can keep it secret.

But Shinichi's favorite thing is to say no to those who think they are right!

He doesn't like to hide everything from the little angel.