GBP Chapter 240 London Shadow: Personality Erosion (Please rate!)
Chapter 240 London Shadow: Personality Erosion (Please rate!)
Chapter 240 London Shadow: Personality Erosion (Please rate~)
'Professor Moriarty, he looks a lot like Nemora, but his hair and eyes are different…'
"It's pure black."
Conan stared blankly at the female prime minister, Haruya Kuromon, muttering to himself.
But why is Professor Moriarty here?
"Huh? Isn't this Conan? What a coincidence to run into you!" Miwa Kuromon turned around, pretending to be affectionate, and wrapped her arm around Conan's neck, rubbing her face against his: "How was the visit to the opera house? Aunt Molly, I missed you so much!"
"Wait, wait!" Conan wasn't buying it. He gritted his teeth and struggled to run away: "Professor Moriarty, why are you here?"
As a historically infamous villain, this overly familiar personality seems a bit out of character! Couldn't the male voice have been a little more careful in its delivery?
“Of course I’m helping you.” Miwa Kuromon winked. “An out-of-control Jack is very dangerous, and I have to make sure the plan goes perfectly.”
Then, she took out a tranquilizer from her personal first-aid kit and injected it into Akemi Miyano's vein, gently comforting her: "Akemi, relax, take a deep breath—okay, that'll be alright!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the medication took effect immediately. Miyano Akemi gradually stopped resisting and calmed down considerably. Her movements were fluid and practiced, demonstrating a high level of expertise in handling such situations.
He felt a tug on his coat and glanced at the crumpled paper being stuffed into his hand. He asked curiously, "What's wrong with Akemi-neechan? She was just talking to us about clues a moment ago."
"She..."
The professor helped Akemi Miyano up, and said with affection and regret:
“I only took over Mingmei’s case a month ago. She was doing well before, but the recent spate of murders may have triggered psychological trauma. You already have leads on Jack’s case, so please don’t upset my patient any further.”
As he spoke, the professor stared meaningfully at Ai Haibara: "Does the lady with the brown hair next to you need any help? I've also treated patients with aphasia. You can come to me if you need anything."
No, no, no! Absolutely not! Ai Haibara shook her head in strong resistance.
"Really? Residual psychological trauma is no small matter; what if it erupts one day..." "What happened, Conan?"
Just as she was about to offer some words of persuasion, she noticed the turmoil at Noah's Ark and the late arrival of Yusaku Kudo, and she stopped the conversation.
Two adults stepped forward and separated the children.
“We just happened to run into Aunt Morrie…”
“Mori?” Yusaku Kudo took a few quick steps forward. “I remember now, you must be that legendary eloquent psychologist.”
“Ms. Adler, you flatter me.”
Conan could only observe from behind his father's legs. Therefore, when Professor Moriarty turned around, he could clearly see his father's fleeting certainty and Kurokawa's indescribable grief.
A series of gasps rang out, and "Kuromon Haruya" covered her mouth in shock, her hands trembling uncontrollably, her reaction no less intense than Haibara's.
'It seems he really is Black Gate's father.'
Conan made up his mind, his gaze towards the two was very complicated, and then he frowned.
Before he could offer any words of comfort, Kuromon Haruya seemed to realize that he had acted strangely and staggered as he explained, "Sorry. I suddenly have low blood sugar. I'm going to wash my face to clear my head."
After saying that, he hurriedly hid in the washroom under the understanding and sympathetic gazes of the crowd, turned on the tap, and opened the floating communication interface through the gaps between his fingers covering his face.
[Noah's Ark: Adding so many lines and characters, not only Yusaku Kudo, but I also don't understand the point of doing this?]
[Noah's Ark: This is too difficult for my current model; the synchronization rate can't be increased in a short time. I don't understand. I can only speculate that this information will be useful to them in the future.]
[Kuromon Haruya: ......]
[Kuromon Haruya: You don't need to understand.]
[Kuromon Haruya: This isn't a clue I left for you; I have a use for it. If you absolutely need a reason, you can think of it as polishing a rough diamond.]
[Noah's Ark: Diamonds?]
[Kuromon Haruya: Shinichi Kudo's potential is greater than you think.]
The storage space that was once used as a game plaza is now covered in frost. Small, grayish-white "snowflakes" fall one after another, and Kuromon Haruya lies on the endless snowfield, his left hand, which can still move, tapping incessantly on the screen.
His tracking of the Karasuma family's direct descendants began even before these two cousins were born.
Shinichi, the older brother, displayed exceptional logical reasoning abilities from a young age, being able to understand the puzzles set by Yusaku even as an infant. Kaito, the younger brother, demonstrated extraordinary reaction abilities, quickly mastering Professor Toichi's magic tricks.
However, after the attack by Kuroba Toichi eight years ago, the two brothers' growth processes diverged, especially on a psychological level.
Shinichi Kudo, whose life has always been smooth sailing, is like a flower in a greenhouse. His environment has always been too comfortable, leaving him with no motivation to unleash his potential. Perhaps his level is top-tier among high school students, but it's still far from enough to compete with various organizations.
"That won't do. As the protagonist who occupies my childhood memories, how can you stagnate? Shinichi Kudo, you must become even more dazzling and outstanding, so that you can..."
The manga/anime series Detective Conan has been running for so many years. It was published before Haruya Kuromon was even born, and it was still being updated when he died.
Despite the varying quality of the works and the constantly changing characters, it has unknowingly transformed from a simple romance mystery manga into a commemoration of an era.
It turned into an obsession.
"..."
[Noah's Ark: So what kind of reaction should I give next?]
[Noah's Ark: ...Life monitoring and shielding activated.]
"Are you alright, Inspector?"
!
Noah's Ark suddenly turned around, and in the mirror above the sink, a head was curiously peeking out from behind the partition, its eyes gleaming with ill intent.
Noah's Ark forced a smile: "It's nothing, I guess I've been working too many all-nighters lately. Did you need something?"
For a fleeting moment, he thought that Kuromon Haruya had been resurrected so quickly. This mother and son were truly terrifyingly alike when it came to things that could be frightening.
"It's nothing serious, nothing at all." Kuromon Miwa chuckled, looking him up and down, her red lips, painted with lipstick, slightly upturned.
It's just that this inspector had previously exuded a natural malice, which made Kuromon Miwa momentarily mistake him for someone from the "dark side".