Looking at Curacao, who was lying on her shoulder with a pale face and a painful expression, Chen Xing hesitated and reached out and patted her on the back.

Azumi, who was originally jumping in front of him, rushed over and asked "What's wrong?" with concern.

"Is it a headache?" asked Dr. Agasa.

Conan thought for a while, "Take her back to the infirmary first, and the doctor called the hospital."

"Give me the backpack first." Haibara Ai stretched out his hand.

Chen Xing paused when he grabbed the backpack belt, but he still handed it over and then put it on his back.

Haibara Ai weighed it quietly, not heavy.

On the way to the infirmary, when the person carrying his back covered his head and groaned, he was still saying something vaguely. Listening carefully, he was repeating the names of several people, or the names of wine.

"Kill, Bourbon..."

"Don't talk for now." Chen Xing patted her head gently.

Haibara Ai, who had been trotting around, had his eyes sunk.

In the infirmary, when Curacao was filming, Officer Sato and Suga Takagi rushed over, and the person who led the way was Conan holding his cell phone.

"Why are you here?" In the corridor, Chen Xing lowered his voice and looked at the person opposite him.

"It seems that things are starting to get into trouble, and your plan is not working." Belmode wore a sun hat and dressed like an urban fashionable woman, "or should it be said that he was overly concerned?"

Chen Xing lowered his eyes. When he was about to speak, he pressed his cold fingers on his lips and sealed back what he wanted to say.

"Don't apologize." Belmode lowered his head slightly, and his sunglasses slid down from his high nose bridge, his eyes cold.

"Everyone has concerns," she said. "And you still have that compassion, which is great, although it has caused me a lot of trouble."

Chen Xing wanted to speak, but when his lips moved, his tongue couldn't help but touched his fingers that had not left, which was a little cool and fragrant.

Belmode raised his eyebrows and tickled, "At this time, do you still have the intention to do this?"

"No, I..." Chen Xing wanted to explain.

"Shh!" Belmode put his neck in his arms and whispered: "Let's go and listen first."

The two walked to the door gently and listened to the movement inside.

"As we just talked about, her safety will be under our police." It was the voice of Mikako Sato.

"I have no objection to this, but I want to trouble you, help me tell the police hospital that will take her later." The doctor in the infirmary said: "The reason for her loss of memory should be that her head was hit strongly, and in addition, there was a very rare injury to the dome of the brain, which happened to be this part."

"Isn't it the injury caused by last night's accident?" asked Mikako Sato.

"No, this is probably a natural phenomenon."

"Is that related to this disease?"

"This is the part that will not cause obstacles to daily life, so I think it shouldn't matter." The doctor said, handing over a tray, "There is one more thing, which was discovered during the inspection, and we found this in her right eye."

Takagi Shiro looked at it, "What is this?"

Mikako Sato said uncertainly: "It's a bit like a beautiful contact lens."

"Yes, it's a colored contact lens that makes the eyes look like black, but it has nothing to do with memory loss or onset of illness." The doctor said, "Just just in case, let's mention it by the way."

At the door, Chen Xing's ears moved and he whispered: "Someone is here."

Belmode was a little surprised, and then he was pulled into the corner with his wrist.

She looked out curiously, it was the ambulance staff pushing the transport bed, and the figure lying on it was Curacao.

Afterwards, they watched the ambulance leave in the parking lot in front of the infirmary.

"I want to report the news here to Gin." Belmode rubbed his eyebrows, "It seems that our plan has failed."

Chen Xing lowered his head and did not speak.

At this time, it is indeed not suitable to say words of apology, so his face was pinched.

Belmode smiled and said, "Don't be so discouraged. She isn't amnesia now, but it's a good thing."

"But memories will always come back." Chen Xing said.

"But the police won't get the information in her mind right away, and who knows what will happen during this period?" Belmode said lightly: "As long as she recovers her memory and returns to the organization, everything will be like before."

Chen Xingyan, if that were the same as before, for him, the person on the undercover list that Curacao had...

"We should worry about ourselves." Belmode patted his shoulder, "People other than that will always leave."

The sound of the ambulance was gradually becoming unheard, and Chen Xing stood quietly without saying a word.

Belmode turned and walked away.

Her whisper was vaguely heard in the wind, "Only we will never be separated."

...

The next day.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

In the car, Belmode was holding two lipsticks and hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't ask the people around him to help make a choice, but chose which one to apply.

"It's okay." Chen Xing asked while driving: "What do they plan to do?"

"Yesterday, the undercover personnel who had been confirmed on the list had been executed." Belmode said casually.

After the words came, the body of the car that was originally driving smoothly shook, and Chen Xing held the hand holding the steering wheel unconsciously.

Belmode cried out in pain, squinted his eyes at the person beside him, and wiped the lipstick marks at the corners of his lips with a expressionless face.

Chen Xing was silent for a moment and said, "Is there anyone I know?"

Belmode snorted, "You can just say your name."

"So is there him?" Chen Xing asked.

"You won't really treat him as a friend, right?" Belmode said: "Even though he knows he is an undercover agent of the police, he is also investigating you."

Chen Xing said 'yes'.

"You're still huh?" Belmode laughed in anger.

I looked over with my heart, and my clear eyes still have hope.

"I can't stand you looking at me like this." Belmode turned his head and said, "He will go where we are now."

Chen Xing was stunned.

In the parking lot of the police hospital, they saw a white Mazda with obvious scratches driving in.

"Your phone can be positioned to my position. Don't act until I give the final instructions." Belmode told me seriously and added before getting off the car, "Of course, positioning is only valid today, and there are no strange ideas."

"What a strange idea." Chen Xing curled his lips.

Belmode held his sunglasses, put his coat on his forearm to cover the gun in his hand, and then walked around the shade toward the parked white Mazda.

"Borbon, why are you here?" She greeted her after she decided to block Chen Xing's perspective.

Amuro, who had just followed Feng Miyuya, was startled.

"Of course it's to bring that person back." He remained silent and even said, "You're applying lipstick very chic today."
Chapter completed!