Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 438: Nightingale's Autobiography (Part 2)

Shuichi Akai silently thought about what the reporter and Madame Red said. According to the conversation just now, the reporter seemed to be constantly dying in order to create more "memories".

"Mr. Amuro, Mr. Akai, and Conan, Sister Alice didn't hurt anyone. She just wanted to contribute to everyone in the manor with her own efforts." The little girl stuffed the baked doll into the hands of guard No. 26 and walked to Conan holding her doll.

"At first, when I realized I was just a memory, I was also afraid. 'Memories' are not immortal. Without sufficient anchors to support them, even the most precious memories will slowly fade away. I was born in the past and am trapped in the past."

"At that time, I even thought, if this memory disappeared, would Aoife no longer be in pain?"

"But that means you will disappear too." Conan frowned slightly. He always thought that the little girl was a very kind child, and the various emotions of other people in Oritis seemed to have no effect on her at all.

Now everything was explained. The little girl was truly just a memory from the past. Her time was frozen at the moment of her "birth," like a page torn from a diary, with no one able to interfere with what had already been written.

"During that chaos, the goddess of memory (Mnemosyne) took away the memories of many people, so I've been able to maintain my existence. I feel so sorry for everyone." The little girl shuddered. "Memory is a person's most precious treasure. If I accidentally took away someone's precious memories, how would I cope?"

"Later, I realized my worries were unnecessary. Everyone had simply forgotten the origins of the experiment. Those beautiful and painful memories still lingered in everyone's minds."

"During the time when Aoife was in a coma and sister Alice 'died', Uncle Norton, Uncle Frederick and Aunt Mellie took turns taking care of me, and I discovered a shocking fact."

"Uncle Norton said he saw jingling gold coins in me; Uncle Frederick said he saw beautiful music flowing through my fingertips; Aunt Maylie said delicate butterflies had landed on the ends of my hair. Everyone can see what they desire in me (Eurydice)."

"I was wondering, why did Orfeo look back at the last moment before leaving the underworld? It must be because he heard the call of his lover."

"Eurydice (I) realized that her return would break some rules, so she said this to Orpheus."

"Forget me, and the source of all beauty and pain will vanish."

"What? Alice, how could you think that?" Conan raised his voice. "How could you give up your life so easily?"

"Ah, so Conan already regards me as a real 'person' rather than a 'memory' that can be disassembled at will?" The little girl looked at Conan, as if seeking confirmation.

"Of course you are a normal person!"

"Thank you." The little girl smiled sweetly and skipped back to Guard No. 26.

"Little Alice's ability is very special, but fortunately, after a long period of practice, it no longer affects the people around her." The entomologist explained why Conan and the others were not affected.

"So you are now planning to stop the infighting and focus on researching memory-related technologies, right?" Toru Amuro was more concerned about whether Oritis and the others would continue to act recklessly.

The photographer narrowed his eyes. "If it's Ms. Delos's request, I can temporarily let those boring, low-level employees go. After all, relying on their insignificant lives to build my own 'memories' is far too inefficient."

"It's truly wonderful that you've voluntarily given up on this pursuit." Xie Bian sighed. "If possible, living a peaceful life with my brothers is what I truly desire. It would be best if there weren't any more instances of high-ranking officials colluding with the local police."

"Brother..." Fan Wujiu pinched Xie Bian's wrist and looked at the marks on his brother's neck that would not disappear with heartache.

"I assure you, Mr. Amuro, that no one in the manor will do anything out of line." The reporter looked at Amuro Toru gently.

"Wait, Miss Alice, did we do anything out of line before?" The sculptor covered his mouth in surprise. "As I recall, it's always the other side that provokes us first. This public security officer has tried to test us several times, like gummy bears stuck to my delicate sculpture!"

The puppeteer stood up and spoke a few words on Amuro Toru's behalf: "How should I put it? As a public security official, Mr. Amuro just wants to confirm our purpose and the harm we can cause."

"Hmph." The sculptor snorted. "People who investigate others are always annoying."

"Ahem, supervisors, please restrain your behavior a little recently. There are still enough resources in the manor." The reporter coughed a few times and warned a restless supervisor.

Jack: What are you looking at me for? I've always been a law-abiding person.

"Would you like to consider staying for dinner? Our dinner is about to begin." The reporter smiled and invited several people to stay for dinner.

Just as Conan was about to refuse by saying he had no appetite, the door to the hall was suddenly slammed open by the vanguard: "Oh no! Mr. Antonio is going crazy again!"

The next second, the drunken violinist rushed in with his messy hair: "Wow, wow, Miss Galatea, help me, there's a red-haired hedgehog monster in the corridor, and she's going to prick me if I get close to her!"

The next second, the archer rushed in with the night watchman. "Grandpa, there's a long-haired monster in the corridor that looks a lot like Gusson. I'm going to kill him with one arrow. I'm sure the reputation of the Weirufu family will not be tarnished!"

After saying that, the archer drew his bow and aimed his arrow at the violinist who was fleeing quickly. The other supervisors all avoided the way. The photographer hid directly in the world in the photo. The Umbrella Soul brothers passed the umbrella and ran away. The Red Lady teleported in a mirror, and even the sculptor rocked his wheelchair very quickly.

The night watchman did not answer the archer. He squatted at the door with a wronged look on his face and explained to everyone what had happened: "I'm sorry, I didn't keep an eye on her."

Well, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these two were drunk and acting crazy. Finally, the archer's arrow hit the doctor with the golden body. With a "ding" sound, the archer was picked up by the doctor emitting yellow light.

After seeing this scene, the reporter felt embarrassed to invite Conan and the others to have dinner together, but she still gave Conan a piece of exquisite truffle cake.

Of course, before leaving, Conan and the others still had to leave those fashions behind, as they were the precious treasures of the people in the village.

Afterwards, at Dr. Agasa's house, Haibara Ai calmly ate the truffle cake that Conan brought back: "So, Mrs. Dros is Ms. Lamb, and one of the people with the final say in Oletus Manor?"

"Well, according to Miss Delos, the gate to Delos Manor should still be open to me, but some things may have to be kept from Mr. Orpheus." Conan lay helplessly on the sofa.