Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 119 Distorted Memories

The man stared at the paper airplane on the rim of the cup, lost in thought.

The image of Tomoya chasing a paper airplane on the grass came to mind again.

His eyes were hot and he called out in a low voice:
"Tomoya..."

Conan, who was sitting next to him, was stunned.

[Tomoya, is he his son? ]

【Did something happen to his son? 】

While Conan was thinking, the man reached out and picked up the wine glass.

The bitter wine passes through the throat and the fresh aroma of grass lingers in the mouth.

He opened his eyes and saw a green meadow.

The boy chased the paper plane in the sky and laughed happily.

But the next second, the boy curled up on the ground, holding his stomach.

"Dad, my stomach hurts."

"Haha, I told you not to eat so much ice cream. Now your stomach hurts, right?"

"Woo, I'm never eating ice cream again."

The scene changes to an apartment.

The boy lay in his crib with a frown on his face.

"Come on, Tomoya, drink this medicine and then have a good sleep, and your stomach won't hurt anymore."

"Really, Dad?"

"Of course, you have a stomachache because you eat too much sweets and have worms in your stomach. They also love sweets, so when they are hungry, they will dance in your stomach, and of course you will have a stomachache."

"Haha, dancing bugs, that sounds so funny... Oops, they are dancing again."

"Take the medicine quickly. This medicine is specifically for dealing with the worms dancing in your stomach."

The boy swallowed the pill and lay down on the bed.

The lights go out.

In the darkness, time passed little by little, and the expression on the boy's face became more and more painful.

"Tomoya, what's wrong with you? Don't scare daddy!"

"Dad...it hurts..."

The boy opened his eyes with difficulty, breathing weakly.

The man touched his forehead and found it was burning hot.

The picture suddenly became bright.

hospital.

"Doctor, please save my child, you must save my child!"

"Please wait outside the door, I will do my best!"

Anxiously waiting.

The indicator light at the door of the operating room suddenly went out.

The doctor walked out of the door with a heavy look in his eyes.

"Doctor, was the operation successful?"

"Sorry, sir, it's too late..."

"what?"

"Acute appendicitis caused perforation, which led to abdominal infection. We have tried our best, but the child was sent here too late. If it had been earlier..."

The sounds behind became indistinct.

"Quack! You quack! You're the one who killed Tomoya!"

"Mr. Policeman, he killed my son. You must seek justice for my son!"

"Mr. Detective, please help me find evidence that he killed my son! It was him, it must be this quack doctor who killed my son!"

"Why don't you believe me? Believe me, believe me!"

"Damn it! Since you won't help me, I'll seek justice myself!"

Lin Ye blinked, and the picture in his eyes changed again.

Under the sunset.

A quiet corner of the park.

The man slowly took out a sharp knife from behind him, and in front of him was a child who was opening a present.

[Tomoya, you must be lonely there alone, right? Daddy will send this little friend to accompany you now...]

The man raised the sharp knife in his hand and pointed it at the child in front of him.

"Uncle, don't do this, let me go!" Conan's struggling voice brought Lin Ye back to reality.

In front of the bar, a man with tearful eyes was holding Conan tightly in his arms, repeating "Tomoya"'s name over and over again.

Conan struggled to escape from the man's arms, but his struggle was obviously in vain.

Lin Ye looked at this scene and sorted out the information he had just seen.

The first part he saw was undoubtedly the man’s memory, but the part with the knife in his hand should be the future that has not happened yet.

Because he had heard the man's inner voice before, saying that he wanted to make the doctor feel "the same pain", which means it hasn't happened yet.

If he guessed correctly, the child was probably the son of the doctor who performed the operation.

It turned out that he didn't want to kill the doctor, but to attack his child so that he could also experience the pain of losing a child.

Lin Ye looked at the middle-aged man who was hugging Conan and crying very sadly, and felt a little complicated.

It is unforgivable that he actually planned to attack the child.

But his motives are sympathetic.

According to his recollection, the child named Tomoya died of acute appendicitis perforation.

Once appendicitis perforates, if not treated promptly, the infection will spread in the abdominal cavity and cause septic shock.

The patient will die in extreme pain.

Apparently, by the time the child, Tomoya, was taken to the hospital, it was too late.

In pain and regret, the man blamed the doctor, firmly believing that his child's death was caused by the doctor's surgical error.

Because he couldn't accept that his son's death was caused by his negligence, he chose to escape from reality.

In this way, self-blame turned into hatred, supporting him to take revenge on the doctor.

Alas, poor guy.

After sighing, Lin Ye felt angry again.

In any case, he shouldn't attack innocent children!
Exposing someone's scars is a cruel thing, but for the sake of the innocent child, Lin Ye decided to correct the uncle's memory.

"Uncle, wake up, my name is Conan, not Tomoya."

Conan yelled and slapped the man's glasses off his face.

The man finally came to his senses. While he was dazed, Conan quickly ran back to Xiaolan, grabbing the corner of her skirt and trembling.

The man picked up his glasses from the ground, looked at Conan carefully, and said embarrassedly:

"Sorry, little friend, uncle just mistook you for my son."

Conan was speechless.

[Really? This is how all people behave when they are drunk]

He glanced at Lin Ye at the bar again.

[The wine made by this man is particularly effective, it's like it's been spiked with drugs that make people crazy]

Lin Ye smiled and responded in his heart:
Hey, Conan, please don't talk nonsense. Why would I add that kind of stuff into the wine?

My uncle is a serious bartender.

How the guests will become after drinking the wine depends entirely on their own heart. My wine is just a trigger.

"Uncle, what happened to your son?"

Seeing that the man seemed to have sobered up, Conan returned to the bar and asked curiously.

"My child," the man said sadly, "died three years ago."

Conan understood instantly.

[I see. No wonder he is so sad. Maybe his hatred for police and detectives is related to his son's death. Okay, next...]

"Uncle, how did your son--"

Before Conan could ask, a hand covered his mouth.

Xiaolan pulled him back to her, bent down, and whispered in his ear:
"Conan, no, you can't ask about other people's sad things. Can't you see that the uncle is already so sad?"

Then he raised his head and said to the man:

"I'm sorry, my brother is ignorant, please don't mind."

The man shook his head and looked at Conan kindly.

"It doesn't matter. This kid's straightforward personality reminds me of Tomoya."

Kogoro Mori, who was originally full of anger, disappeared without a trace when he saw the man's sad look.

He is also a father and knows how it feels to be a father.

If Xiaolan had an accident, I would probably cry even more sadly.

"What was the cause of death?"

At this time, Lin Ye's voice came from the bar.

(End of this chapter)