Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 113: Firefly's Lullaby for Xiaolan

As time passed and the clock hands pointed to half past twelve, Yingsheng finally called Xiaolan.

"It's the early morning of the next day." He said with a smile.

Xiaolan naturally understood what he meant. She had said she would see him tomorrow an hour ago.

She snorted softly: "Why, you don't want me to come out now, do you?"

"I just wanted to ask if I could tell you a bedtime story."

"I'm not that fragile and I don't need comfort. If you hadn't called and woke me up, I would have fallen asleep."

"No, you're watching TV."

"Eh? Are you near my house? Are you a peeping Tom? That's scary."

"I say, you are too distracted. When you were answering the phone just now, you dropped the remote control on the ground."

Xiaolan, who was wearing a goose yellow nightgown, took a look at the ground in front of the sofa and found that there was actually a remote control.

It's amazing, she didn't even notice it.

"How did you hear that?"

"When you pick up your phone, you accidentally knock something off. It's probably placed next to the phone, in a convenient location. The sound of it falling is a bit dull, and there's also the sound of the battery popping out. Anyone who has had this experience will know it as soon as they hear it."

"Oh, Shuiyue-kun actually has this kind of experience?"

"Hey, hey, that's too much. What do you think I am? I am a living being in this world."

"Puch-"

Xiaolan smiled and said, "What? I just thought Shuiyue-kun was very capable and would not make such a mistake."

"No one is as good as you. You don't even turn on the sound when watching TV."

“Because it’s too noisy.”

"Too noisy? Isn't it one of those prank shows that are replayed at night? The kind that have a few small windows in the four corners of the TV, watching all kinds of pranks from the monitor, making all kinds of artificial laughter that gives people goose bumps, and occasionally accompanied by canned laughter?"

"..."

Xiaolan was silent for a few breaths: "Suiyue-kun, you didn't secretly install surveillance cameras in my house, did you?"

"..."

Yingsheng was also speechless: "I really guessed it right. To be honest, I saw a middle-aged uncle watching this not long ago, and I guess Mr. Maori might have the same taste. Then you probably won't change the channel, SO."

"It is said that this kind of thing can make you feel better."

"How's the effect?"

"Hmm... I think it might be better to turn up the volume, but it's too noisy."

“If you allow the outside world to flow into your heart, then the world will always be noisy.”

"I know.

On the way home from the hospital, Mizuki-kun told me that my father was an accomplice, and if he returned the money and turned himself in, and with the help of Inspector Megure and my mother, and also because Yuzuki Nami might not even press charges, he would not be sentenced.

But I just feel empty inside, what can I do? "

"Then analyze the reasons rationally."

"No reason at all, unless you beat him up first."

"Haha, why not do it?"

“Ahhhhhh——” Xiaolan scratched her head in distress, and her originally smooth hair turned into a mess: “Because I can only say this to you, Mizuki-kun. It’s impossible for me to do it in front of my parents.”

"Your last phone was the first to disagree with what you said."

"It was just an accident that day."

"What accident?"

"I did something bad secretly, and it was quite excessive. I haven't calmed down yet. I was impulsive."

"Tsk, you don't think you did something wrong, do you?"

"Well... at least not good." "Then you are hopeless, good wife and mother, Yamato Nadeshiko, Ms. Mori Ran, goodbye."

"Don't! That's not what I meant."

"uh-huh?"

"I just think... well... I should adopt a more rational attitude."

"Don't say such insincere words. I think you just think you should be a good kid and always listen to your parents, no matter if they are right or wrong."

"Huh, I've been with you twice, is that still considered a good kid?"

"Hiss - that makes sense. I have led you astray. Haha, how does it feel to be a bad boy?"

Xiaolan frowned and thought for a while: "It seems... I don't feel anything. Anyway, it's like this now."

"What now?"

"Talking to you like this."

If you're not careful, it will turn into a machine gun.

Yingsheng shook his head and laughed. Just as he was about to speak, a rapid fire alarm whistled past him, forcing him to look back in the direction they were rushing to. He saw that half of the sky had turned orange.

Under the shining silver moonlight, red flames were rolling violently. They merged into one in mid-air, making the surrounding scenery become illusory and blurry.

Only the rising smoke was so clear. Under the bright white sky cast by the moonlight, it looked like a black ribbon fluttering in the air.

The moonlight and the firelight intertwined in his eyes, and Yingsheng couldn't help but sigh:
“What a great fire.”

"Suiyue-kun, are you still outside? What happened?" Xiaolan couldn't help but ask.

"I was hungry, so I went outside to look for food. From a distance, I saw that there were fires in every house. The fire was quite big. I don't know if the people inside escaped. I'll wait and read the newspaper tomorrow morning. I hope there are no casualties."

The sound of a police siren drifted in the distance, and Xiaolan was curious again: "Are the police here so quickly?"

"Maybe the case in Kabukicho has been concluded, so maybe I'll just be on my way. Also, I'll look forward to tomorrow morning's newspaper."

"Are you trying to get me to bed, Suigetsu-kun? Oh, I hope Xuesong-san won't be affected."

"If she doesn't ask for leave tomorrow, find a reason to show some concern for her and see how she reacts."

"I thought so too, good night, Suigetsu-kun."

"I haven't started my bedtime story yet."

"That's enough. Leave it for next time."

"Okay, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Yingsheng looked carefully in the mirror with his left hand raised. He felt that it was actually okay, and the difference in his eyes was not that big from usual.

Sure enough, what Kudo Shinichi said at that time was mainly to let him contact helpers to act as the rabbit that hit the tree stump.

By the way, where is Miss Rabbit?
Yingsheng looked around but didn't see anyone. Just as he was about to make a phone call, he saw a taxi quickly pass by him. The rear window was lowered a quarter, and a white jade-carved hand lay on it like a kitten, pointing its finger at Yingsheng.

"..."

Yingsheng still called Qingzi: "Give me a ride, it's hard to get a taxi now."

"Eh? But now I am..."

"Hey, don't scare the driver."

"Yes."

Qingzi immediately lowered her voice: "I am dead now, so I can't ride with Hotaru-kun."

"Hehe, be careful at night..."

Buzz buzz!

Another cell phone suddenly rang, and Yingsheng took a quick look and saw it was Gin, who he hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Hey?"

(End of this chapter)