"Hey, since you are a policeman," Shibao glanced at Matsuda: "What should I do when I see a homeless person like me? Send it to an orphanage?"

"Uh?" Matsuda scratched his head: "Don't ask such profound questions as soon as he comes up. Are you really not in your family?"

Although I came here unknowingly, Is this man named Matsuda Geohei trustworthy? Shibo has no idea of ​​being a child at all. She hates this kind of question and answer to coax children. However, she just tells Matsuda the truth so bluntly, and she thinks it is too unreliable.

"Have you ever thought about it? Did you think about a person suddenly becoming a child? "Zhibao said at last. She is homeless now and is always threatened by the organization. So she needs help, and she longs to have a place to rely on, otherwise she will collapse.

Such a mindless sentence really hits the point. Matsuda pulled his face up to the point. He looked a little serious. This was a very serious topic after all: "If it were half a year ago, I would have regarded it as a child's nonsense. But... I didn't want to lie to you, in fact, I have seen one. Now, maybe I have seen two."

"Kudo Shinichi?" Shibo said the name: "Is he the person you know?"

Matsuda nodded: "Who are you?"

"Sherry." Shibo said: "This is my code name in the organization."

"As far as I know, the people in that organization who have code names are all senior executives with certain identities." Matsuda raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised: "What about you?"

“I am responsible for researching this drug…”

"Miyono Shiho?" Matsuda could not bear this false conversation and was ready to hit the other party directly.

"How did you know!" Shibao was shocked. His understanding of the organization had reached this point? No, no, even so, how could he be sure that it must be me who became a child?

"Of course I will know." Matsuda looked at the watch: "Just twelve hours ago, your sister Akimi Miyano was lying on this bed."

"Sister? Is she okay?" Shibo's expression finally loosened.

"I don't know." Matsuda told the truth.

"How come you didn't know!?" Shibo's voice increased. "You obviously met my sister not long ago!!"

"Yes, not long ago." Matsuda's eyes were dulled by the mighty Shipo's forced: "It was not long ago that you said that I let her leave alone. Her injuries have not healed yet, and she looks very uncomfortable when walking."

"Don't say it!" Shibao couldn't bear it, was injured, and was alone, using the terrible words of his sister, the weakest and most loved to pretend to be strong: "How can you treat her like this! You are a policeman!"

"I'm sorry." Matsuda's voice showed a dull feeling: "I thought the organization was catching up with me, and I was not Smino's opponent."

"Let Smino die!!" Shibao never dared to imagine that he could say the name Smino like this. It would be great if she could say one sentence in full with Smino.

Seeing Shibao's mood was very unstable, Matsuda wanted to stabilize her: "You need a rest now. Don't worry, I will find Miss Akimi, I will definitely do it."

"Will you go and look for it? Do you know how vicious the organization's methods are? Do you know that they must be full of people looking for us everywhere? Do you know how dangerous she is outside now!!" Shibao said hoarsely.

Faced with such baseless and unstable questioning and accusations, Matsuda did not want to refute it. He tried to make himself understand and feel the other person's heart.

A girl who is responsible for studying toxin drugs in a mysterious and powerful criminal organization has no parents or friends, and the only one is her sister who depends on each other. The horror and loneliness buried deep in her heart slowly erode her. The pressure that young girls who are even under 20 years old are unimaginable to those young people who live in school, at home, and in the sun.

Before the heavy burden was removed, a series of things rushed towards her frantically. Sister, crime, injury, arrested, madman, Smino, Smino, madman, imprisoned, taken drugs, shrank, fled, sister, injured, left...

Shibao was not a strong person at all. What she was most accustomed to was escaping, escaping reality, and escaping responsibility. So she chose to take over her father's research just to avoid being threatened by the organization; so after she was detained by the organization, she chose to take poison, with a 50% chance of survival, and even less; so she escaped death and chose to escape; so she thought she would implicate Conan and wanted to die and flee to another world that the organization could never find again.

She tried hard to avoid reality, but reality has always shown her cruel side. In such a short few days, she lost her sister for a time and was persecuted by the organization. The madman Smino, who suddenly broke into her life and brought her endless fear. Now, when her heart was the most exhausted and empty, someone told her that her sister was once so close to her, but she passed by her, carrying loneliness and pain on her way alone.

How could she not let her be so calm like this? How could she remain calm? Disguise, indifference, fear and other things go to hell!

Anger, sadness, hatred, and all kinds of negative emotions were entangled in Shibao's mind. When she was consuming her reason, Matsuda finally moved.

He hugged Shibao, and hugged Shibao tightly: "Believe me, please, you must believe me."

Matsuda's voice was very low. Although it was said in Shibao's ear, Shibao felt that the voice was so far away. Although it was far away, it was very clear.

Matsuda's arms were very strong, and Shibo even felt like he was about to integrate into Matsuda's chest because she could feel the beating of the other person's heart. One, two strokes, slowly and regularly.

Is this the intersection of the soul? Shibao has indeed obtained the power conveyed from the other party's heart, the kind of heart-warming force like a fire, bringing warmth and light.

It is like a person walking in the darkness suddenly bathed in the sun, and the warmth that surged from his heart rose to his eyes, and tears could no longer be held back. These are tears of grievance, tears of venting, and even more, tears of touch.

Although Shibao was not strong enough, he did not cry easily. This time the tears did not mean sadness. She found someone to rely on, but this was just a temporary support.

So she finished her tears silently, pushed away Matsuda silently, paused for a moment before breaking the silence: "Hey, is my clothes?"

Clothes? Matsuda felt a small cold wind blowing.

When a woman is in your own bed, cold and unwilling to ask you an embarrassing question like this, how do you feel? Especially when this woman is only seven years old, how do you feel? Finally, you know that although this woman is seven years old, she has at least seventeen years old soul. So, what should you feel?

Matsuda didn't know that he had never thought about this question, nor had he dared to think about this question. So now he didn't know how to answer it, so he could only stretch out his finger and pointed it behind his back.

It was the only white coat that could be called a dress, which was quietly placed on the table in the pine house. When I found you, there was only one piece of clothing on your body...

Matsuda wanted to add that sentence, but he didn't. Because he was not stupid, he couldn't think of the consequences after he said it, but he knew that it would definitely not be the consequences he wanted.

"Now you have to be responsible for me." Shibao slowly rolled himself up with Matsuda's quilt and said indifferently.

"Responsible!" It was about innocence, and Matsuda finally could not remain silent. Although he was twitching from beginning to end from fingers to toes, he still expressed his own doubts and incredible thought activities.

"Yes." Shiba said for granted: "You are responsible for keeping me safe before finding my sister. Because you are the only one who failed Smino."

"Ha!?" Matsuda was silent. Just for such a small thing, he actually deviated from the development of the plot. What is this called: "Well, ahem, how about I introduce you to a kind old man? He is a scientist like you, and he is very experienced in helping you become children."

Shibo stared at Matsuda with a very calm look: "Do you know? Your expression is exactly the same as the bad guy who cheated on children with lollipops."

Ah? Is that right? Matsuda was stunned, and then in order to preserve his reputation, he began to betray the doctorate even more thoroughly: "He is Dr. Agasa. Have you heard of it? Your high IQ should have a common language."

"Dr. Agasa?" Shiba raised his eyebrows, and this was the first expression on her face: "Kudo Shinichi's neighbor?" Seeing that Matsuda did not deny, she continued: "I have been to Kudo's house twice, and the people in the organization investigated there no less than ten times. But he did not find out once, such a useless old man, do you think he has the ability to protect me in front of Smino?"

Useless old man? Matsuda is so big. You are with this useless old man. How many people have entered middle school from elementary school, and some have gone to college from middle school. Now they say that he can't protect you?

Matsuda's very unhappy and reluctant expression finally aroused Shibao's impatientness. She stood up and stood on Matsuda's bed, wrapped in Matsuda's quilt, and stimulated Matsuda's heart with an unusual cold sound.

"Can't you be responsible for what you have done like a man?"

PS: Everyone is very enthusiastic about this vote. Thank you here and bow three times. Then I have to clarify the fact that the voting is the evil father who is voting, not the ghost and animal adoptive father. Those lewd mentally dark lust, let’s retreat. In the sacred and pure angel text, there will be no evil and unclean thoughts like you. Yoyo, I still symbolize purity as always.

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Chapter completed!