Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 310 Qingzi betrayed! Yingsheng was seriously injured! He was tortured!

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Aoyagi Chiso arrived at the door of Class B, Grade 2, Teitan High School, lowered her head, and reported to the invigilator in a low voice.

Most of those who had only a vague idea of ​​what happened in the Qingliu family looked up and continued to write their answers.

Because the murder of an entire family was so heinous and involved a winery, the police did not make the case public.

Besides, Chisou Aoyagi was a nobody in the class, so no one cared whether she came to class or not.

Anyway, there is no way she can affect the exam ranking.

Other people who knew the situation, such as Xiaolan and Kenta Nakamichi, were shocked when they saw Chiso Aoyagi enter the classroom.

Xiaolan was mainly surprised that Medicine A was so magical. The wounds on Qingliu Qiansu's body that she saw under the tree on a rainy night had completely disappeared today.

Kenta Nakamichi's pupils trembled. Wasn't this man already dead?

What's happening here? !

Regardless of everyone's mood, time passed slowly.

The bell rang and the exam was over.

The last person collected the papers from the back to the front. When the person in the third row received Qingliu Qiansu's paper, he looked quite surprised.

With less than forty minutes to answer the test, she actually finished the test paper?

Well, probably just random writing.

After all, just a cursory glance revealed that the answer was quite different from my own. Ecuador is clearly an African country, so how could it be bordering the Pacific Ocean?

The papers are handed in, get out of class is over, and it's lunch time.

Everyone in the classroom walked out of the examination room, which had been stuffy for a long time, in groups of three or four. Yingsheng took the lunch box from Xiaolan and put it on Qingliu Qiansu's desk.

Qingliu Qiansu was sitting in her seat with her head down, motionless. When she heard the noise, she looked up and saw Yingsheng, and she quickly waved her hand.

"No need, I, I have prepared myself, I will go buy some bread later."

"I have to go out for an appointment at noon, please help me." Yingsheng said with a smile.

Aoyagi Chiso continued to refuse, but under Yingsheng's tough attitude, she finally accepted it, her face full of gratitude, and tears almost fell from her eyes.

Their actions stunned the others, and they all turned to look at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan helplessly held her forehead and placed her lunch box on Aoyagi Chisou's table.

"I'll leave my share to Qingliu-san as well."

After saying that, he took Yingsheng's arm and left.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone in the classroom was speechless. Love is just a simple act of love, right? Since you are all going out, why do you still need to bring lunch boxes?

Also, can Aoyagi-san eat so much?

Kenta Nakamichi, who was sitting in the corner of the classroom, hung up Conan's call, put down his phone, watched Chiso Aoyagi open Hotaru's lunch box, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that this person was not dead. He was almost scared to death just now. His mind was a mess and he couldn't even see the questions on the test paper clearly.

Alas, because of this incident, I will definitely be the second to last this time, it’s all Kudo’s fault.

By the way, hasn’t his voice become more childish than before?

Could it be that I have a cold?

Kenta Nakamichi shook his head, eating his lunch box while glancing at Chiso Aoyagi from the corner of his eye.

This is an important matter entrusted by the police. One can imagine how attractive it is to middle school students. Kenta Nakamichi does not want to make any mistakes.

Then, before he noticed any unusual people approaching Aoyagi Chiso, Kenta Nakamichi discovered that Aoyagi-san had a really big appetite.

He actually finished both bento boxes, that's amazing.

So her malnutrition in the past was due to eating too little?
Now her family has encountered some problems and is in a tight financial situation. This matter has something to do with me to some extent. Should I go over and offer some help?
Kenta Nakamichi was just thinking about it when he saw Chisou Aoyagi turning her head to look at him, and he quickly looked away.

Oops, found out!
Even though he had a legitimate reason, Kenta Nakamichi still felt guilty about being caught peeping.

Then he felt even more guilty because he found that Qingyan Chisu was actually walking towards him.

Kenta Nakamichi quickly turned his head to the window and unexpectedly discovered that he could see Chiso Aoyagi's reflection from above.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's.

"Is Nakamichi-san a friend of Suigetsu-san?"

Hearing this, Kenta Nakamichi felt a sudden shock in his heart.

Although Yingsheng did not tell him about what happened on Sunday, he knew that such behavior could definitely be considered betrayal even if it was out of justice.

"That's probably it."

Kenta Nakamichi spoke after all. He wanted to know what Chiso Aoyagi would say and whether it was related to the matter the police had just entrusted him with.

"That would be really nice."

Aoyagi Chiso bowed deeply to Nakamichi Kenta, and a smile of genuine joy appeared on her usually gloomy face.

"I want to know more about Suigetsu-san. Could you please ask Nakamichi-san to tell me a little bit?"

"Eh???"

Kenta Nakamichi looked back in surprise. The thick bangs of Aoyagi Chisume's hair had not yet fallen, allowing him to get a glimpse of her true face.

Although it was only fleeting, Kenta Nakamichi couldn't help but have an idea in his mind.

What Suigetsu said that night in the hospital was right, Qingliu-san is indeed a beauty.

"Is it not possible? I'm so sorry, I..."

Aoyagi Chiso looked flustered and was about to bow and apologize.

Kenta Nakamichi quickly stood up and helped her up: "Yes, of course! Let's talk outside."

Ignoring the strange looks from others in the classroom, Kenta Nakamichi walked out of the classroom first.

Qing Liu Qian Su thanked him repeatedly and followed him.

The onlookers, who were still unsatisfied, lost their target. After thinking for a while, they turned their attention to Suzuki Sonoko who was sitting in her original seat eating.

Sonoko ignored the gazes around her. After receiving an email, she looked at it for a few seconds and then called Yingsheng.

"Suiyue-kun, insider information: the occasion prepared by the Tsumoto family today is very formal."

"Thank you very much. Lan and I will go get the dress right away."

Yingsheng asked the taxi driver to drive at the maximum speed, and they probably had enough time.

Yuanzi hung up the phone and continued eating. Everyone around him looked at each other.

No, these two people reconciled?
Alas, why can't there be rivers of blood?

……

At noon, the contract signing between Hotaru and the Usumoto family went quite smoothly. Just as Sonoko said, the occasion in the hotel was not big, but quite formal.

After what happened last night, Tsurumoto Gozo was deeply touched, so he decided to hand over the Tsurumoto Group completely to Tsurumoto Natsue today.

Yingsheng and Xiaolan were witnesses.

While chatting after the meal, Usumoto Natsue told Xiaolan that she didn't actually want to inherit the family business, but just wanted to go to the Hokkaido ranch with her fiancé Xiaowu and live a simple life.

But after last night, Yumoto Hirozo's mental strength declined at a rate visible to the naked eye, and she had to step up and take on this responsibility.

The green grass and blue sky of Hokkaido can only be their dreamland for a short time.

"But you are different."

Yumoto Xiajiang clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes full of longing: "You will have summer vacation soon, and then you can travel around. I really want to go back to my student days, when I was carefree and could do whatever I wanted."

Yingsheng and Xiaolan looked at each other. They actually hadn't thought about this yet, but since the other person mentioned it, they nodded at the same time.

"We'll go to Hokkaido."

"Great, the scenery there is really great."

"Do you need us to take your place?"

“If you can, please take more pictures.”

Comfortable, tired...

In the gentle afternoon sunshine, walking side by side with Xiaolan on the way back to school, Yingsheng inexplicably felt that it would be nice if this kind of life continued forever.

But the road always has an end. At the gate of Teitan High School, Hotaru met an unexpected person.

"Suizuki-kun, Inspector Matsumoto wants to ask you something."

The person who spoke was Miwako Sato, who had been missing for several days. She was wearing a smart dark red jacket, a mask on her face, and a blue baseball cap on her head.

"Who is Inspector Matsumoto?" asked Hotaru.

"The management officer of the Criminal Department's First Investigation Division, Inspector Megure's superior, went beyond Inspector Megure because of some matters that were of huge importance." said Miwako Sato.

"About what?"

"Sorry, I don't have enough authority."

"Are you really Officer Sato? Why are you being so secretive?"

"I'm now operating in the dark, so I can't be exposed." Sato Miwako took off one side of her mask and rubbed the edge of her jaw upwards with her index finger. "I know someone disguised me before. If this is not enough, you can verify it yourself."

Hotaru carefully observed Sato Miwako's jaw and found no signs of peeling, so he shook his head.

"No need, lead the way."

Miwako Sato nodded, put on her mask, turned around and left.

Yingsheng leaned close to Xiaolan's ear and whispered, "Find an opportunity to exchange secret signals with Qingliu Qiansu. Everything is impermanent and there are no taboos. If she hesitates, at least control her. No matter who is around her, do the same."

Xiaolan's pupils shrank slightly, and she replied softly: "Understood, please be careful."

"Relax, it's just a daily routine."

Yingsheng smiled slightly, followed Sato Miwako's steps, and got into a black Volkswagen parked on the side of the road.

The vehicle drove for about twenty minutes and stopped at a place that Yingsheng was quite familiar with.

The abandoned warehouse area that I came here on Saturday night.

Miwako Sato led the way in front, and the destination became more and more familiar. It was the warehouse where Hotaru tortured Toru Amuro that night.

After a heavy rain, the smell of blood in the air had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the bitter smell of hay and the noisy chirping of cicadas around.

Miwako Sato entered the warehouse first, and Yingsheng stopped outside and sighed softly.

"Why is it so, everyone?"

Kakakaka——!!!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of mechanical collisions was heard in all the surrounding alleys. Fully armed special police poured out like a tide, and the sound of their high-top boots colliding on the ground became one and the same, almost smashing the air and people's hearts.

Many figures also appeared on the rooftops of the surrounding warehouses, and the automatic rifles in their hands glowed with an eerie luster in the sunlight.

All the guns were pointed at Yingsheng, and most importantly, they all wore gas masks on their faces.

A figure came out from the warehouse door, also wearing a gas mask, but his dark skin was enough to reveal his identity.

"Long time no see, Mr. Shuiyue."

There was a hint of smile in his tone, but the look in his eyes through the glass window of his gas mask was clearly extremely cold. "Long time no see, Mr. Amuro."

Yingsheng also smiled, took out his hand obediently and raised it above his head.

"I don't really understand what this is all about."

Another figure appeared behind Toru Amuro. She was wearing a white sleeveless dress and a beige straw hat on her head. She had a beautiful smile on her face.

"What if I'm included, Hotaru."

"Kiyoko?"

Yingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "No, I should call you Vermouth. You are actually from the police? It's really surprising, but what does this have to do with me?"

"Even now, Ying, are you still trying to act dumb? You are so naughty."

Qingzi showed a little distress, touched her lips with her index finger, and seemed to suddenly think of something. She raised her snow-white neck, pressed her index finger on her chin and rubbed it upwards.

"So, what now?"

There was no peeling on her face.

Yingsheng sighed, "So, this is your true face? The famous Thousand-Faced Witch is really only seventeen years old?"

"Ah~~"

Qingzi sighed softly, "You're not going to give up until you get to the Yellow River. Ying, you're really tenacious. Do I need to start from the beginning? Nearly a month ago, I was in your room, helping you clean up the scene. Aren't you curious about where I dumped their bodies?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"I handed it over to the organization."

Yingsheng frowned slightly: "Organization? Winery? Okay, I know you are an undercover agent sent by the police to the winery, but what does the corpse mean?"

Qingzi's expression gradually turned cold: "On the day when your personality split, you killed your parents. Do I need to explain it so clearly?"

"Oh, what world is this about? Why don't I know about it?"

"Would you like to listen to the recording?"

"what?"

Qingzi took out a silver MP3 player and said, "I recorded everything you said to me at Ian's apartment on Saturday morning."

As she spoke, she pressed the button, and the first words were from Yingsheng's voice.

——"Qingzi, after spending so much time together, you should have realized that I am not the same person I used to be."

She pressed pause: "Do you want to continue listening?"

Yingsheng curled his lips: "I don't remember saying such a thing. As expected of the Thousand-Faced Witch, your false voice is top-notch. If my memory was worse, I might have admitted it myself."

Qingzi's expression turned completely cold. She put away her MP3 player, turned around, took out a gas mask and put it on her face.

"I'll tell you straight, when you admitted that you were not my firefly, but a monster born from his remains, I wanted to kill you, very much. But I didn't have enough strength, so I could only pretend to be nice.

But you were so arrogant that you let me out of your sight for nearly three days, which was enough time for a lot of things to happen.

Especially since you told me about Vermouth replacing Chiso Aoyagi, I found her and she later contacted Mr. Amuro.

When the intelligence from the three of us is combined, your true colors will be fully revealed!"

When Qingzi finished speaking, even the air became a little colder.

Yingsheng laughed: "It sounds like that, but how come I don't know what my true identity is? According to Japanese law, being a gigolo doesn't seem to be against the law."

"Ah…"

Qingzi sneered, stopped talking, and retreated back into the abandoned warehouse.

Amuro Toru shook his head: "Mr. Suigetsu, why waste time? Your information is indeed classified in the organization, but it is not very high. After Rum upgraded my permissions, I easily retrieved your file."

"And then?" Yingsheng asked.

"And then you found out you killed your parents."

"I've already told you there's no such thing. You guys just talk to yourself every day, right?"

Amuro Toru ignored Hotaru's rebuttal and said, "Following the clues provided by Kiyoko, we found that Gin was assassinated, the Shiling Bank was robbed, and the research institute was invaded. These were all your doings, and your accomplice is Mao Lilan."

"You're really getting more and more outrageous. Should I praise you for having a rich imagination?"

Yingsheng looked up at the time on his raised wrist and sighed softly.

"I missed two subjects. It looks like I'm going to be ranked last again. I say, can't you just speak your mind? Even if you want to kill me, please hurry up. Haven't you heard that villains die because they talk too much, you black policemen?"

Amuro Toru frowned: "Can't you really cooperate, Mr. Suigetsu? You are just asking for trouble."

"I will cooperate, absolutely. But you should ask questions. Otherwise, what do you want me to say?"

"Where are Shirley and Junerick?"

"Shirley, I know. Who are Junerick? Did they defect from the organization?"

"Tsk, you're really stubborn."

Toru Amuro wanted to rub his temple in distress, but the gas mask blocked his view. He simply put his hand down, raised the pistol, and aimed it at Hotaru's left calf.

boom--!
Without hesitation, he fired a shot.

"hiss--!"

Yingsheng sucked in a breath of cold air and looked down. His calf was probably hit through and blood was gushing out from both sides.

However, his body did not move at all, he just shook his arms with a look of aggrieved expression.

"I've already cooperated with you, what else do you want? Mr. Amuro, are you a black cop or a white cop now? You are very good at forcing people to confess by torture."

"We have been to the Maori house and found more than enough supplies for two people."

"It's an improved version, don't you understand? It can also be changed according to your mood."

boom--!
Another gunshot was heard, and Yingsheng was shot in the other calf, blood splattering.

Amuro Toru smiled slightly: "I suggest that you reorganize your language, Mr. Shuiyue, and stop treating everyone as fools."

"Ah...you guys..."

Yingsheng let out a long sigh, and his legs, which were trembling slightly due to the pain, remained straight without bending at all.

"It doesn't make any sense at all. I now understand how Dou E felt. Everyone, be careful of the snow in June."

"Oh, why bother."

Toru Amuro shook his head in disappointment and kept pulling the trigger, firing the entire magazine at Hotaru's legs.

Some bullets missed, while others hit. Blood kept gushing out of Yingsheng's legs. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and was about to kneel to the ground.

Yingsheng simply straightened his upper body, fell backwards, and pulled his chin back to avoid hitting the back of his head.

At the same time, he clenched his fists and raised two middle fingers to Amuro Toru: "Retarded guy, you don't understand what I'm saying, right!"

Amuro Toru sneered and pulled the trigger again.

Click——!
A hollow sound.

Amuro Toru put away his gun and looked coldly at the special police officer next to him: "Take him to the room and hang him up. Then prepare a basin of dog blood. No, a bucket, the kind that can immerse his head in it."

The two special police officers nodded quickly and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Yingsheng, who was lying on the ground, grinned: "I like Huskies and Alaskans. Please, Mr. Officer."

The two men turned their heads and looked at Amuro Toru.

Amuro Toru's eyes became colder and colder: "I want a mad dog."

Ten minutes later, Yingsheng was hung upside down in the middle of the warehouse. Under his scattered hair was a basin of smelly blood, just like Toru in the Saturday Night Live show.

"Mr. Shuiyue, the situation has reversed. How do you feel?"

In front of Hotaru, Toru Amuro leaned forward slightly and smiled.

"My head feels heavy. Is my face red? Maybe I can go and COS Guan Gong." Yingsheng sighed, "It's a pity that my body shape is still a little off, and I don't know horsemanship or how to wield the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. It's a pity."

The corner of Amuro Toru's mouth twitched slightly, then his eyes became stern, and he punched Yingsheng hard in the lower abdomen.

“Ah——!! Hiss——!”

Yingsheng cried out in pain without any patience, and his body shrank upwards, but he didn't rise for a long time, and his hair just splashed blood everywhere.

"Don't you have a more scientific way? Do you know what truth serum is? Didn't Shirley study biotechnology for so long? You don't have this?"

"as you wish!"

Amuro Toru took a step back, and Sato Miwako, who had been standing by the wall and watching coldly, stepped forward and gave Hotaru a needle in his wrist, where veins were bulging.

The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and Yingsheng's face gradually became dull and his eyes became lifeless.

"Where are Shirley and Junerick?!" Amuro Toru asked harshly.

"Boss, are you stupid?"

Bang-!
Toru Amuro punched Yingsheng in the stomach again, his face turning pale.

"Say!"

"Morri house! This will be fine!"

"There's no one there!"

"How should I know?"

Amuro Toru was furious and punched Hotaru again, then suddenly turned around and glared at Sato Miwako.

"How much medicine did you just take?"

"Standard dose. Perhaps he has better drug resistance and strong will." Sato Miwako said calmly.

"Add more medicine! Triple it first!"

"You can't do this, boss. Someone will die."

Yingsheng groaned in pain as he spun under the rope.

But Sato Miwako was naturally unmoved. She came over and injected an overdose of drugs. After a while, even Hotaru's pupils began to dilate.

"Hey Hey……"

Yingsheng let out a silly laugh.

[Love +3]

[Love +5]

Who is this second one? He is so fierce. There is no target at the scene. Is he watching from behind the surveillance camera?

"Name!"

Toru Amuro changed the way he asked the question.

"Suiyue... Shuiyue Yingsheng..."

【Love-3, can’t be obtained! 】

Damn the brewery, especially Gin, that guy is definitely awake.

Let’s not keep any of the people here alive.

(End of this chapter)