Conan World: Break Free from Fate and Run to You

Chapter 166 I Don’t Understand You

In the morgue, there were burnt marks from burning fishing lines, ashes left even after the lines were broken up, ashes on the soles of shoes, Mao Lilan's testimony... and the purchase records from the fishing tackle shop.

When Bai Zhi and Amuro Toru arrived at the battlefield, the truth had already been revealed: Kimura Uehara was kneeling on the ground repenting.

Conan hid behind Kogoro Mouri and really hid.

Baizhi blinked. She was now facing Mouri Kogoro, and Conan was carrying Mouri Kogoro on his back. She really couldn't see where Conan was.

"Kimura Uehara. He is your father, but you killed him with your own hands!" Even if the voice of Maori Kogoro was used, Conan's anger was enough to be heard: "Kimura Taro has high blood pressure, but he drank all the wine you bought for him, and he even wanted to apologize for slapping you!"

"What did you say?" Kimura Uehara looked dazed.

Not to mention Kimura Uehara, even Bai Zhi was a little confused.

"What is Taro Kimura apologizing for?" Bai Zhi was a little surprised.

"We found a cake in Kimura Taro's cabinet, and on it was a birthday card for Kimura Uehara." Officer Megure explained, "Based on the description of the cake shop, it seems that it was just taken yesterday afternoon."

...So, she had just received the cake in the afternoon and had no time to apologize before she was killed by her own son?

Bai Zhi was silent, not knowing what to say.

Taro Kimura deserved to die. Bai Zhi could see that there were several innocent souls around Taro Kimura. As long as they were in the organization, no matter whether they had no choice or wanted to, there was no truly innocent soul.

But at least this father still cares about his son.

"How is it possible? He, he has always looked down on me. Every time I did something, he was the first to suppress me. Why should I forgive him just for a piece of cake!" Kimura Uehara's face turned pale, but soon turned red.

Kimura Uehara looked around, not knowing whether he was confused or angry, with a blush spreading from his neck to his forehead. He was breathing heavily, making it hard to tell whether he was angry or incredulous.

"He has been like this since I was a child. He divorced my mother and never let me see her. Whenever I made a mistake, he locked me in a dark room and never gave me face outside." Kimura Uehara roared, his voice a little hoarse: "Why should I forgive him?"

Bai Zhi: "Huh? Your mother is dead."

Bai Zhi shouted and the whole room fell silent.

"How is that possible?" Kimura Uehara's heart skipped a beat.

"Besides, he has been dead for a long time, about twenty years." Bai Zhi touched the crystal ball on her chest, her voice light and firm.

"Then, then he always suppresses me, it's always indelible." Kimura Uehara yelled, his lips trembling, as if something was collapsing: "I want to climb up, I want to have a bright future, but he always stands in front of me, saying that I can't do it, and stops me!"

"Hey, you can understand it, right? You must understand it!" Kimura Uehara suddenly rushed in front of Bai Zhi, trying to hold Bai Zhi's shoulders, and shouted excitedly: "You said [If it is for the purpose of successfully achieving the goal, occasionally doing something excessive can be forgiven], right!"

"open."

Amuro Toru quickly grabbed Kimura Uehara's hand and pushed him out just before he was about to approach Baizhi.

Kimura Uehara only felt an irresistible force squeezing his wrist painfully, and before he could react, he was pushed to the ground.

"But the prerequisite is to have an accurate positioning of yourself." Bai Zhi stood behind Amuro Toru: "First of all, you are a citizen, and excessive things are within the law."

"Secondly, you are his son. You cannot betray your father before he does something excessive, let alone kill him." Bai Zhi said calmly, "Besides, he loves you."

"Hey, hey...what are you talking about, he..." Kimura Uehara's eyes were red with anger.

He seemed to want to say something else, but found that his voice was very hoarse.

"I can't understand you, because my father and I are waiting for an apology from each other until we die." Bai Zhi's voice was soft.

She just stood there, her face was so calm, not heartbroken, not grief-stricken, she just stood there.

It was faint, as if telling someone else's story.

"We had a fight the morning we broke up. I wanted to go out and explore the world, but he wanted me to stay home. He felt that girls shouldn't go too far away because it was unsafe and he couldn't take care of them at home."

"We had a very intense argument. My mom and brother didn't dare to say anything. When I slammed the door that day, I was thinking that I never wanted to come back."

"It's really childish when you think about it." Bai Zhi even smiled when she said this.

Toru Amuro held Bai Zhi's hand. Bai Zhi's hand was soft and cold, which made his heart feel heavy and painful.

"That day was the first snow of the New Year. I don't know how long it snowed. Since then, I have never seen him again." Bai Zhi said calmly: "The person sitting behind me is my roommate. Her family owns a flower shop. She said this to me when I was about to give up."

"[You know, your father secretly called my mother that day and wanted me to ask you what kind of flowers you like.]"

And that day, she asked her roommate the same question.

[Hey, Yueyue... Do you think a man would like flowers? ]

[…? Hiss, damn, Xiaobai, are you in love? Damn, damn, how many men and women must be heartbroken. ]

[What are you thinking about? I had a fight with my dad...]

Bai Zhi remembered that day very clearly. She didn't take it seriously at first, but later, the more she thought about it, the more she realized something was wrong.

For example, when she talked about her roommate's expression of sudden enlightenment when she had an argument with her father.

For example, while my roommate was picking flowers, he was sending text messages on his mobile phone from time to time.

They could have received lilies from each other that day.

"I don't know how long my father stood holding the bouquet of lilies that day, but my lilies should have withered by now." Bai Zhi gently touched her heart.

Very peaceful, without even any sadness.

Perhaps it has been too long, even the beating of the heart is covered with a thick layer of dust, like an ownerless wall clock that has not been cleaned for a long time, moving overloaded and clumsily, and there is no telling when it will be scrapped.

But her memory seems to be really good, and she remembers many details clearly.

For example, after I slammed the door that day, despite my mother's dissuasion, a sigh that sounded almost like a compromise came from behind the door.

For example, when she said she wanted a bouquet of flowers to apologize to her father, her roommate almost couldn't hold back her laughter, as if she was sure that she would see a good show.

For example, when she stood in front of the window with the bouquet of lilies, her joyful reflection was reflected in the glass.

"So, I can't understand you, Kimura Uehara. Your father has never done anything excessive to you. He is not one of those bastards who force their children to break off relations in order to get rid of their bloodsucking. He has always been protecting you."

"In fact, you can refuse his protection. He is already an old man who needs to be hospitalized. You can defeat him with one hand."

"You just want to kill him to prove your ability to some people."