Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 271 Qingzi is the most perfect lover

What is the purpose of all the things that fireflies do?
Love and murderous intent.

The conspiracy was just a convenient means, and he didn't have to do it.

There is no deep purpose in taking Qingzi out. The main purpose is to let her relax. It is too boring to stay in the room all the time.

The second is just fishing. If you find one, you catch it. If you don’t find any, forget it.

Even if someone spread the news and caused him to be suspected, Yingsheng didn't care at all.

Anyway, the winery never told him the "fact" that the real Kiyoko Sugimoto was dead and the later Kiyoko Sugimoto was Vermouth in disguise. So, as a well-known playboy, was there anything wrong with him eating and shopping with his female classmates?

Absolutely not.

The only thing worth noting is that after Vermouth knows about this, she may be able to connect all the clues and piece together some truth.

But from what Yingsheng knows so far, this possibility is not very high.

Anyway, that's it.

Yingsheng briefly explained the reason to Qingzi and said with a smile: "If I focus too much on scheming and clever calculations, even if everything is accomplished successfully in the end, as long as it makes you feel bad, I will still lose more than I gain."

This is absolutely true.

Qingzi's eyes lit up and she smiled gently. She walked to the desk, put her hand on Yingsheng's thigh, leaned against him, and blew gently in his ear.

"Hina, are you saying that because I haven't provided you with any affection all day?"

"I am indeed such a utilitarian guy."

Yingsheng lowered his eyes slightly, and the wide white shirt naturally leaned forward in front of Qingzi's delicate collarbone, and the pure white underwear was clearly visible, which seemed to be Fusha's new style of the season.

By the way, does this brand have such a complete range of business categories?

Perhaps she noticed Yingsheng's gaze, Qingzi pursed her lips, slowly moved her hand on Yingsheng's thigh upwards, stretched her left hand to her chest, and unbuttoned her clothes one by one.

Yingsheng watched her performance quietly. Her jade-like body, which was half visible, was finally gradually exposed to the air. The shirt slipped to the ground from her slender fingers. She raised her hand, pressed it on Yingsheng's chest, and gently pushed it back.

Yingsheng fell down and raised his hand to grab her hand, but she disappeared like a light breeze.

All I could see was a snow-white ceiling and an old ceiling fan. I could hear a girl's gentle laughter in my ears, just like the wind chimes on the wisteria trellis swaying gently in the wind, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas in summer.

"I'm going to change my clothes, don't peek."

Yingsheng turned his head when he heard this.

Kiyoko was putting the suitcase on the bed in the hotel and looking for clothes inside. When she saw Yingsheng looking at her disobediently, she made a face at him and continued to search on her own. In the end, she found a white sleeveless dress, which was made of light linen and had a sunny scent.

"Let's go buy a straw hat later." Qingzi turned around and said to Yingsheng.

"Summer has arrived without us noticing." Yingsheng stood up, walked to the blank blackboard, picked up a piece of white chalk, and began to write with his pen moving freely.

——Those who leave me, yesterday cannot be retained;
——What disturbs my mind makes me worried today.

All the writing was in Chinese characters, which Qingzi could not recognize completely, so she asked curiously, "What did Ying write?"

"It's just a boat ride on the river and lake."

Yingsheng threw the chalk back and it landed accurately in the box. He turned around and smiled softly: "Let's go, my Miss Moon."

"Well……"

Qingzi extended her index finger and tapped her lips: "Aren't we still going to call the police?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot."

Yingsheng took out his cell phone, clicked on a recording and listened to the beginning.

--"Name."

This is the voice of Haibara Ai, or Shirley.

——"Bourbon... Bourbon, Bourbon Whiskey"

This is the voice of Toru Amuro.

Hotaru paused the recording, went back to the beginning, and looked at Kiyoko who looked curious: "Call Megure Jusan and tell him that you want to report a man named 'Amuro Toru' who is a private detective on the surface but secretly engaged in organized crime.

When he asks you about the evidence, I will play the recording. If he asks you how you got the recording or where you are now, you don’t need to answer. ”

Qingzi nodded: "I understand." She took out her phone and reminded: "The police have a reverse tracking program. If you stay here for too long, they might find you."

Yingsheng said: "Even if the police and the winery have infiltrated each other and know that you are very important now, the information is unlikely to be passed down to the three investigation departments. In Megure Jusan's eyes, there should be no problem with you, and the probability of them coming to find you is very small.

Even if they find us here, this is a hotel and we have plenty of room to maneuver.”

"Ok."

Qingzi pressed the dial button.

Things were going well, and when the recording started playing, Yingsheng's thoughts inexplicably drifted away.

Amuro Toru dared to come back to the surface like nothing happened, so of course he had to be prepared for the follow-up. No matter what measures the police would take against Amuro Toru, Hotaru could always see something from it.

Anyway, with Hara Yoshiaki as an introduction, even if Amuro Toru hides in the darkness like Gin from now on, he will not be completely impossible to find.

Yingsheng had thought about asking him out like he did last night at the bar, knocking him out from behind with a club, and interrogating him with truth serum. That would be simpler and more direct.

But something went wrong both times you invited the other party, which is a bit too suspicious.

Besides, Toru Amuro is not stupid. After what happened last night, he will definitely be extremely vigilant about everything around him and strictly abide by principles such as "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall". It will be much more troublesome to plot against him again.

Of course you can keep dragging it out until the other side relaxes, but the longer the time is, the more variables there will be, and sometimes things just have to be done quickly.

The more anxious you are, the more chaotic things will be, and the more likely the enemy will make mistakes.

Besides, Yingsheng doesn't want to play this kind of trick with them every day. Wouldn't it be better to solve it as soon as possible and save time and energy to date Xiaolan?

Oh, and there’s Miss Liu Feng.

It sounds a bit strange, but after meeting Eri Kisaki, Hotaru became more and more curious about the netizen he had never met before.

Elegant, intellectual, and mature, Miss Liu Feng should also have a similar image.

Suddenly, there was a slight touch between my eyebrows.

Yingsheng's thoughts came to a halt, and he found that it was Qingzi who stretched out her index finger and gently poked his brow. Her pretty eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and with a little bit of resentment, she leaned close to Yingsheng's ear and whispered softly:

"Were you thinking about another woman just now? At least when you are with me, this kind of thing is not allowed."

"Is there?" Yingsheng asked back.

"Of course, eyes can't lie." Qingzi held Yingsheng's face with both hands, looking quite disappointed, "Am I so unattractive?"

"What can I say so that you will believe me? Others are not even a fraction of what you are right now."

Yingsheng thought that hope seemed to be just a fraction of it.

"I don't believe what you say."

As Qingzi said this, she slowly pressed her lips against Yingsheng's with a sweet kiss, then gently separated them.

"I want you to remember my taste, forever." Yingsheng raised his finger and touched his lips. The subtle touch seemed to remain vaguely. He sighed softly: "I'm sorry, Qingzi, I didn't give you enough sense of security. I promise you, there won't be a next time."

He raised his hands and hugged Qingzi, lowered his head, and kissed her, feeling each other's scent, and only separated reluctantly after a long time.

Qingzi looked carefully into Yingsheng's eyes, and her gaze finally softened.

[Love +3]

The profit is good, and now the air ticket can really be refunded.

Firefly thought.

On the desk, the recording continued to play.

An hour later, it was twelve forty noon.

Sitting in a Japanese restaurant, Yingsheng had just returned the menu to the waiter when he received a new message on his phone. It was not an email, but Skype, an instant messaging software, and also the place where he and Miss Liufeng chat anonymously.

—Good weekend, Mr Bingley.

When Yingsheng received this message from the other party, he took a look, turned off his phone, and did not reply.

"Don't mind me, Hotaru. I don't want to be a hindrance."

Sitting opposite her, Qingzi took off her off-white straw hat with a gentle look and put it aside.

Yingsheng shook his head: "There is nothing to reply. How is your study progressing? If you can rent a supercomputer, the formula of the human skin mask can be analyzed quickly."

Kiyoko was dejected: "That's still a long way off, Hotaru, am I really that useless?"

"No, self-study is troublesome, and it's only been a few days."

As soon as Yingsheng finished speaking, his phone rang again. This time it was Xiaolan calling. He raised his hand to mute the phone, put it on the table, looked at Qingzi again, and was about to speak when he saw Qingzi sigh softly, reached out to take his phone, answered it, put it on the table and pushed it back to him.

Yingsheng didn't look at his phone, but just looked at Qingzi quietly. Qingzi showed an innocent expression.

"Suizuki-kun, mom agreed to come watch my game."

Xiaolan's voice was faintly heard on the phone.

Yingsheng picked up the phone: "This is a good thing. Is there any additional explanation?"

“Because I mentioned that my father would also be there, my mother didn’t want to meet him for the time being, so she said that she would not be in a prominent position in the stands.

I thought, isn't my dad inconvenient to move right now? If I move him to the stands first and let my mom see him clearly, wouldn't it be easy to avoid him? So I want to ask Shuiyue-kun to send my dad there before the game starts."

Xiaolan said in a rather clever tone.

This made Yingsheng at a loss for words for a moment, and he said helplessly: "I say, if it has come to this, what is the point of the two of them coming here? Is it just to witness you win the championship? You are not fighting for them to look up to you."

"This……"

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Shuiyue means that it is better to let mom and dad get in touch and see how they get along, right? No, since mom has said this, the answer is obvious. It seems that it is okay for them not to go."

"It is indeed a possibility, but avoiding it now does not prove anything."

"I see. I'll touch upon it a little when mom comes back. Thank you, Suigetsu-kun."

“Pay attention to the degree, pay attention to where you stand.”

"I know. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Yingsheng turned his phone to silent mode and put it in his pocket.

Qingzi asked curiously, "You seem to be helping Miss Lan solve her family problems?"

"Those are just minor details. The most important thing is its impact on Xiaolan." Yingsheng said calmly, "Family has such a great influence on people. You..."

"How about we go to the bar together tonight?" Qingzi interrupted.

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

“Because I haven’t been there for a long time.”

"We'll see what happens then. There have been a lot of accidents recently, so I can't guarantee anything."

"Oh."

The restaurant was not far from the gymnasium. After dinner, Hotaru and Kiyoko walked side by side to the gymnasium. They happened to meet a few classmates on the way. They both greeted them without hesitation. They only separated when they entered the gymnasium.

Qingzi doesn't like karate or noise, and she came here just to fish, so of course she wanted to sit in a rather spacious place with few spectators around.

Because of Hotaru, Teitan High School and Haido High School merged into one, which does not meet this condition.

"Pay attention to your direction. It's not good for me to keep tilting my head to look at you." Yingsheng reminded.

"Don't worry, I know this." Qingzi glanced behind Yingsheng and smiled softly, "I'll be leaving first. I'll wait for you, Ying."

She turned and left, joining the crowd.

Yingsheng looked back and saw Suzuki Sonoko with a dark face, glaring at him fiercely.

"Good afternoon, Sonoko."

Yingsheng said hello and turned away.

But he was pulled back the next second.

In the noisy crowd, Sonoko grabbed the back of Hotaru's collar, ignoring the strange looks from the people around her, and gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were special to Xiaolan? What's going on today? And why is it Kiyoko? Don't you know the relationship between her and Kudo?"

Yingsheng looked helpless: "Have you heard a story?"

"what?"

"During the Northern Song Dynasty, Zen Master Foyin taught Su Dongpo to sit in meditation. After sitting for a while, Su Dongpo asked Foyin: What do you think I look like? Foyin replied: I look like a Buddha."

Yingsheng stopped talking here, and seeing Yuanzi's confused face, he shook his head, slapped her hand away, joined the crowd and left.

Yuanzi stood there in a daze, feeling that she was being treated perfunctorily, but she could not find any evidence.

"So that's it!"

A passerby who was eating melons nearby was looking at his phone and made a sound of sudden enlightenment. Yuanzi quickly went over to ask for advice and saw the second half of the story.

After Foyin answered, he also asked Su Dongpo: What do you think I look like?
Su Dongpo replied: A pile of cow dung.

Foyin was indifferent after hearing this, while Su Dongpo was complacent and thought he was better than him. After returning home, his younger sister enlightened him and he realized that Foyin had Buddha in his heart, so he saw all living beings as Buddha, and he...

Seeing this, Sonoko suddenly felt ashamed and angry. Mizutsuki Hotaru, that bastard!

But this also made her feel a little hesitant. Could it be that she really just misunderstood?
It seems so. There’s nothing wrong with chatting between classmates.

Thinking like this, ten minutes later, Sonoko in the audience asked Hotaru next to her whether he and Kiyoko were just classmates.

Yingsheng shook his head: "We are lovers."

"puff--!!!!"

(End of this chapter)