his lips. She wanted to answer, but she couldn't. She felt him looking at her.She looked at him too. He wouldn't understand if she answered him now. Would he ever understand

Then she ran away again. Just left him there without saying a thing. He would come home. Tomorrow she would go to the police and give them everything. Everything she had collected in the past six months. Then hopefully it would all be over. The organization would be caught, and Conan could safely become Shinichi again. At least that thought calmed her down a little.

At home she was allowed to listen to a moral sermon first. After all, her father was very worried. Especially when the police came and told him that he, Ran and Conan would be under police protection from now on, but wouldn't tell him why. Ran could guess why .... Everyone who knew about Conan or Shinichi had to assume that the organization was now after him. And then of course everyone else who had anything to do with Conan Edogawa was also in danger.She hadn't wanted any of this. Now she was sitting in the living room with her father, hoping and afraid that the police would find Conan. Why was she so stupid and not answering him? Why had she passed him without saying anything? Conan would take the worst and leave. Maybe she would never see him again now that she was so close to her goal. She could have been mad. Hour after hour passed. More and more police officers called and said they hadn't found anything. No Conan far and wide. Finally, only Heiji, who had come to Tokyo from Osaka, was missing ... He had also agreed to look for Conan. He also seemed to be very worried about the little one .....

Finally Heiji came back. When asked if he had found Conan, he didn't answer. He seemed to be waiting for something. Only on what? If he really brought Conan back, she couldn't get sentimental now.Until an opportunity arose, she had to keep playing her part, whether she liked it or not. And then all of a sudden the little boy stood in the doorway and looked at her. That look ... It gave her a pang, she felt bad, but at the same time she was relieved that he was here. Nothing would happen to him here. The police were here, they would watch over him. But if he would betray her. She couldn't read anything on his face or his eyes, as she had often done otherwise. He closed himself to her. No wonder, but soon everything would be over. It wouldn't be long now ... This thought calmed her down a bit ...

She got more and more nervous while the others at the table talked, drank, and cracked silly jokes. If only it were all over already. How long it was until everyone finally made the decision to finally go to bed, she went to her room for half an hour, but already knew that she didn't want to sleep.She got the box in which she had gathered all the information and went through it again. Hopefully these would be enough for the inspector. Again and again she looked at the clock. Counted the seconds, the minutes ... Couldn't wait. Then, after she was sure everyone was going to sleep, she picked up the box and crept out of the room. She knew the inspector was in the kitchen. As she crept to the kitchen, she had to pass Conan's room. She still knew exactly how he had looked at her. That look had burned into her memories ... that he would ever look at her like this, she would never have thought it! She thought about it and went on into the kitchen. The biggest mistake she'd ever made. She told the inspector everything, showed him the box and told him that Conan hadn't been exposed. Then everything happened very quickly ... The bang, the window, the inspector, how he fell back ... Gin that was in the window ... Then her memory thread broke.After all, here she was, woke up somewhere in a wooded area ... she could still hear gin and vodka talking as they move away. "Then we have to go to headquarters quickly and evacuate it" .... Finally she heard the car doors closing and the car moving away. Until then she hadn't even noticed the pain. It wasn't until she realized that gin and vodka were safely gone that she noticed them. At first she tried to get up to get away somehow, but she didn't even know where the pain was coming from. Was she hurt? Or not? Where did these jokes come from? She felt as if the pain was paralyzing her ..... She tried not to lose consciousness, hoping that someone would find her. And now she was lying here, didn't know how long ... Then the pain won out ..... And she lost consciousness.

Back to Conan:

He didn't know what was going on, didn't know why he was hiding.Was it an inspiration? It had to be like that. He was sitting there, hidden behind a used clothes container, looking at the street in shock. I couldn't count the black-clad men, so many had already passed me. What was going on here? Then, I had doubted that the organization was behind it, I recognized gin and of course vodka in the crowd. Did the organization really have that many members? Was Ran among them too? Did they have to flee? I waited until no more people appeared for about 5 minutes, then he carefully walked in the other direction. Where did they come from? Was the headquarters nearby? I didn't have to look long because I had already seen the old factory building. I was sure it must have been here ... Although I was sure that nobody was in the building anymore, I crept in quietly and always hid in the shade as soon as possible. So many people had passed me by, there couldn't be any more here.Then why this tension? What did I want here anyway? I had walked slowly and almost tripped over a file folder. I picked it up and looked at the folder. Someone seemed to have left it here, otherwise, I looked around briefly, there seemed to be nothing here .....

I opened the folder and stared at the sheet, or better, I stared at the photo on the sheet. It was none other than Ran on it. Then I scanned the paper briefly, it was all sorts of information on it, your Cod name in the organization, your real name, date of birth, everything you need to know. My gaze stopped at the two boxes. The question was: "Passed the probationary period?" Yes or no. The no was checked. Finally, today's date was listed, then the writing became completely illegible. I could already guess what was there, began to tremble uncontrollably, tried desperately to read it. I was so wrong.I knew that I was already too late, I couldn't help her anymore ...

I slumped to the floor, the folder fell, feeling like I'd lost everything in the last few minutes. The organization had gotten away from me, Ran was probably dead, everything seemed out of reach for me. Everything seemed lost. I crouched on the floor, made myself very small. I just wanted my peace and quiet. Didn't want to think about anything anymore, no longer think about today or yesterday. I just wanted to sink into memories, memories before I came across the organization when I was still Shinichi and thought that I would be shrunk from high school to elementary school, that's impossible either way, how wrong I was. Everything was possible, nothing was impossible.

It was now light, the sun was shining through the dirty windows of the factory building. I still couldn't get up, let alone think of anything other than Ran.If only I could at least apologize to her, apologize for suspecting her, but that was impossible .....

At some point I had to pull myself together ... I took the folder and slowly left the factory building. At least I wanted to do something real today. I made my way to the police. When I got there, everything seemed to be in a state of excitement. No wonder, after all, an inspector had been murdered, I and Ran had disappeared, and all within a few hours. I had looked at the clock shortly beforehand. It was now noon! How quickly the time had passed in the factory building. I thought I was there for ten minutes but less than 5 hours. But I couldn't change it now either .... When I finally entered, I also saw that Heiji and Kogoro were there, so I was sure that the Detective Boys and Ai were here. I didn't get far, I had already been discovered.Everyone bombarded me with questions like: "Where have you been?", "Where is Ran?", "Do you know anything about the inspector's murder?" All the people who talked to me, others who wanted to know whether I was okay. You should finally be quiet, I wanted to tell you what I knew, but you didn't give me a chance at all.

At first I didn't say a word, until finally all the voices had fallen silent. Then I sighed, looked at the floor. Then I went straight to Inspector Takagi, gave him the folder, and explained everything to him. I didn't care about other people listening at the moment. Even that Kogoro, when I presented the knowledge about Ran, ran towards me, was already on the verge of traveling up to shake me up, but was then stopped from doing so, I didn't care. When I finished I felt relieved. I wasn't asked any further questions, everyone seemed to think I'd been through enough in the past 24 hours.While I was finally being sent to bed, the search for various men and women in the folder I had found in the former headquarters was started. Ran was also searched for, and many had not yet given up hope of finding Ran alive. But I knew how the organization worked, quickly and safely. I knew that only a miracle could save Ran. Finally I fell asleep. I slept all day and didn't wake up until the next morning. As I found out, I should just go back to school as it didn't appear to be in any danger. And yet, then there would be two policemen near me. So I had no choice but to try to find my way back to everyday life.

I was relieved that none of the Detective Boys, let alone Ai, asked me questions. I was sure, however, that this mattered to her. Maybe someone had whispered something to them, and they thought it better not to ask me.So I sat there and thought about it. Finally the teacher came too. "Hello, I would like to introduce you