Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 348 Firefly: Please kill me, Mr. Kurosawa, please...

Yingsheng said with disdain, "Based on the moral character of the organization you mentioned before, they will definitely think that since you are dead anyway, I am more useful if I am alive."

Gin remained silent, just chewing gum, then suddenly pulled out a pistol and put it to his temple.

boom--!
There was a gunshot.

The hot liquid splashed everywhere, soaking Yingsheng's clothes and cheeks.

But he didn't care about it at all. He spat on the tea leaves and grabbed the collar of the person in front of him.

"Why the hell?! You want to commit suicide for such a trivial matter? You are Gin! And if you want to commit suicide, can't you run away? You shot on my balcony. Do you know that the police are paying close attention to me recently?"

Gin let Hotaru grab him without any reaction.

"Hina, what happened?"

Xiaolan also rushed out from the living room with a pistol in her hand. After seeing the scene on the balcony, her eyebrows raised slightly.

"It's nothing. I just ran into a lunatic who was crazy because of taking drugs. Damn it, the drugs prepared by the winery must be all contraband." Yingsheng took the pistol from Gin's hand and threw him into the living room. "Lan, help me keep an eye on him. Don't let him die."

Xiaolan nodded quickly, and saw Yingsheng approaching the fence and looking around, wiping Gin's pistol with his clothes, raising his hand and throwing it downstairs, then immediately taking out his cell phone to call the police.

"Officer Megure, my name is Mizuki Hotaru. There was a shooting at Ian's apartment. From the noise, it should be downstairs from me."

After saying a few words, Yingsheng hung up and quickly wrote an email and sent it to Qingliu Chisu.

I don’t know who the police officer was, I hope you were distracted at the time, otherwise I’m sorry.

After sending the email and waiting for five seconds, Yingsheng tapped his left earlobe and turned back to his room.

Gin, who had been in a rather embarrassing state before, had already sat back on the sofa, wiping the blood off his face with a tissue. When he saw Yingsheng coming in, he said, "Your method won't alleviate the police's suspicion much."

"Just try to fool them for a bit. If that doesn't work, I'll give you up. The police know I'm a peripheral member of the organization anyway." Yingsheng also took a tissue from the coffee table to wipe his face. "What on earth were you thinking just now? If you're being rational, this shouldn't have happened."

"Logic tells me that there is no point in me living like that. The best option is to die as soon as possible." Gin tilted his head and sniffed at his shoulder. "You threw the teacup faster than I pulled the trigger. Did you use that martial art again?"

"Yes, but since you just decided to commit suicide, why didn't you shoot me first for the sake of the organization?"

"You should be able to guess the reason."

Gin looked at Ran who took out the medical kit from the room and said, "Could you please go to the balcony and clean up the broken pieces of the teacup, Miss Ran? Especially one of them may be stained with my blood."

Xiaolan put down the medical kit and looked at Yingsheng.

Yingsheng nodded, "By the way, keep an eye on the flat floor of the building opposite to see if the curtains move."

Xiaolan picked up the remote control, turned down the TV volume, went to the balcony, and closed the glass door from the outside.

"Have you already discovered the police who were monitoring you? Why did they target you?" Gin asked.

"Of course it's because of the organization. To be honest, I'm quite surprised that the organization didn't execute me even though they tortured me and found out that I confessed to the police," said Yingsheng.

The real reason was naturally what happened outside Tanaka's house yesterday morning.

Although they have explained to the police that Xiaolan and Mizuki Hotaru are fake, they cannot avoid suspicion.

Therefore, Yingsheng selected several best observation positions around Ian's apartment yesterday afternoon and asked Qingyan Chisu to place eavesdropping devices in each place one by one.

Not long after Yingsheng returned to Ian's apartment last night, Qingyan Chisuo reported to him that a fish had been hooked.

Of course, Yingsheng had no intention of eating this little fish. Instead, he was thinking of performing his daily life in front of him for a few days. Unexpectedly, Gin suddenly did this.

Fortunately, the wisteria has grown quite luxuriantly this summer, blocking most of the view from the opposite side.

If not for this, Hotaru wouldn't have let Gin go to the balcony before.

dong dong——!
There was a knock on the glass door on the balcony. Xiaolan squatted down and opened the door. "A reflective object suddenly appeared in the gap of the curtain opposite. Someone must be looking at this side with a telescope."

"It sounds like that guy is lucky. Please, Lan, be careful not to cut your hands."

Xiaolan thought about it, "Is it possible that he was acting and used an anti-reflective device before, but now he has taken it off?"

Yingsheng shook his head, "Probably not."

In the wiretap channel transferred by Aoyagi Chisou, Yingsheng clearly heard the voice of the surveillance police officer on the other side:

"Yes, Inspector, I've been watching the other side the whole time, and there's nothing unusual going on. Uh...but there are sheets drying on the balcony of their master bedroom, and wisteria blocking the view on the balcony of the living room, so it's hard for me to see clearly, and I can't guarantee 100% that there's nothing wrong with them."

Xiaolan guessed that Yingsheng must have verified it in other ways, so she closed the door again and cleaned up the teacup fragments.

She did not deliberately try to leave no trace, as that would make her figure even more suspicious if seen by the other side.

Xiaolan cleaned up the debris and saw the swing on the balcony of the neighboring house. She took out her cell phone and wrote an email to Haibara Ai.

- Don't worry, it was Gin who wanted to commit suicide just now, but was stopped by Hotaru. The police will be here soon, so there's no need to worry.

Huiyuan Ai's reply came quickly:
——Would someone like Gin commit suicide? Did something strange happen to him? And what about calling the police?

Xiaolan continued to reply:

——I don’t know what happened now. It must be a very important secret. Gin sent me away twice. The police were called because of the gunshot just now. There are policemen watching us across the street. It’s best not to go to the balcony in the short time.

Huiyuan Ai returns again:

—I’m in the study now. If the police come in to check, I’ll hide in the bookshelf…

The two of them had nothing to do, so they just started chatting. However, they all shared a common curiosity.

What are Hotaru and Gin talking about now?
……

……

"I didn't expect that sentimentality would have such a big impact on you, sir. If that shot you just now was directed at me, I might have been happier."

This is what Yingsheng really thinks.

After all, Gin's action just now was too unexpected, and he was half a beat slow to react.

If that shot was aimed at him, with his murderous intent and speed, at such a short distance, there would be a 60% chance that Gin would not be able to pull the trigger, and there would be no need to call the police.

And the most important thing is, that way I could probably gain some love, unlike now.

"I told you, no one can completely separate emotion from reason. It is a subtle process." Gin looked at Hotaru, "Now you can understand how much this problem affects me."

"Of course, so does no one really care about my betrayal of the organization?" Yingsheng asked.

"According to what you said, you only told the police about the research institute. It has been abandoned. What else is there?" Gin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Unless, those truth serums are really useless, and you are hiding something from us."

"That's not the case. I'm just curious. Why is the organization so cold to you, Sir, but so generous to me?"

Yingsheng was really confused about this. The winery was not the police. If they suspected that there was something wrong with a person, why would they need to look for evidence? Shouldn't they just shoot him?
It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go.

"Because you are involved in a lot of things, Mr. Liuying, the organization still needs you." Gin sneered, "The Suzuki Group behind Suzuki Sonoko, and the Sumiyoshi-kai under Kanhara Chiyoko, you have deep connections with both parties, how could the organization touch you for no reason."

"Sonoko and I are just friends," said Yingsheng.

"If you say so, then it is. And the most important point is, Shirley and Junerick, as long as you don't find these two people..." "Stop, let me see your bracelet."

Yingsheng drove his wheelchair over to take a look and sneered, "An index of 42, what are you pretending to be? Sir, you are too dedicated. The organization is simply not worthy of you."

The corners of Gin's lips that had been raised immediately fell again. He raised his hand to take off the bracelet and wanted to put it in his pocket.

Yingsheng snatched it, put it on his left wrist, and shook it at Gin.

"How far away can this be from you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Before you restructure your cognition, isn't it natural for me, your temporary doctor, to monitor your cognitive dissociation index in real time?"

Yingsheng pulled out a fruit knife from the fruit plate on the coffee table, moved closer to Gin, grabbed his hand, put the handle of the knife in his hand, lifted it up, put the blade against his throat, and smiled.

"I will try my best to help you find the others you want to kill, but before that, you can try to kill me first."

Gin pressed his hand down slightly, and a drop of bright red blood oozed out from the white jade neck and the cold blade.

"Do you really think I can't do it?"

Yingsheng pulled his hand and continued to press down, completely cutting through the skin, then moved sideways to the right, with the smile on his face remaining the same.

"Of course I don't want to die, but, Mr. Kurosawa, I would be very happy if you killed me."

The index on the bracelet jumped gently.

43, 45, 48...

54, 60, 70!!!

As the blade moved, the number jumped faster and faster, and almost in the blink of an eye it passed ninety. The dial turned red and emitted a piercing alarm.

However, Hotaroo and Gin were both indifferent.

No, there are still some.

Yingsheng slowly moved the blade across his neck, and then continued to press down gently until it touched his Adam's apple.

"Mr. Kurosawa, the one who ambushed and killed you is me."

A sudden madness emerged in Gin's red eyes, completely dispelling his original struggle.

Yingsheng continued to press down, the blade stuck in his Adam's apple, and his voice became a little halting.

"I also rescued Shirley. She lives next door now."

Gin's arms began to tremble slightly.

Keep pressing down.

"I am the mastermind behind all the events. The only thing I didn't expect was that you were still alive."

The trembling gradually spread to the body.

Yingsheng's voice was already quite hoarse, and it could even be said that there was a leak in it.

"Please kill me, Mr. Kurosawa, please."

"don't want!!!"

Gin's face was ferocious. He pulled the fruit knife out of Hotaru's throat, broke free from his hand, and stabbed it straight into his heart.

Pfft——!
The sharp blade pierced through the flesh and blood, and Hotaru held Gin's right hand tightly with his right hand.

tick-

tick-

A few drops of blood slid from Yingsheng's pale palm and fell on the sofa between them.

Gin's face was ferocious, his voice was hoarse, and his teeth were even clenched so tightly that blood came out.

"Mad man! You lunatic! I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!!"

Hotaru smiled gently, grabbed Gin's right arm holding the knife with his left hand, slowly withdrew his right palm from the blade, and then pulled Gin's right arm closer.

"Then why don't you come, Mr. Kurosawa."

There was a hissing sound in his words.

Gin's whole body was shaking, his face was extremely distorted, "Don't think I don't dare! You are committing suicide! You are seeking death!"

"Yes, I like this feeling, and you like it too, don't you?"

Yingsheng tore open his white shirt with his right hand, pointed the tip of the knife at his chest, at the beating heart, and whispered softly.

"Go ahead, Mr. Kurosawa. Once you stab me, everything will be over."

As he said that, he grabbed Gin's hand with both hands and stabbed it downwards hard!
Boom——! ! !
It was as if thunder came down from the sky, striking the head. Gin felt his soul tremble, and his brain went blank in an instant!
"It's really bad. It got stuck in the ribs."

A slightly distressed word brought him back to his senses, and Gin's scattered pupils instantly focused, and he saw clearly the face of Yingsheng that seemed to be otherworldly!

Before any thought could come to his mind, Gin immediately used all his strength to pull the blade out of Hotaru's hand and threw it to the side.

With a "bang", the fruit knife hit the shoe cabinet at the entrance, penetrating several inches, and the handle kept shaking.

But this action naturally cut Yingsheng's right hand, and a large amount of blood kept dripping, staining the beige sofa dark red!
"Why? Mr. Kurosawa."

Hotaru whispered softly, raised his hand and pressed it on Gin's heart, and also raised his hand and pressed it on his own heart.

"Does it hurt here?"

Ding ding ...

The sharp alarm sounded throughout the room. At this moment, the cognitive dissociation index on the dial was:

100!

Hotaru leaned forward slightly and put his arms around Gin's neck.

Bang bang bang——!
There was a heavy and urgent knock on the door, and Kudo Shinichi shouted from outside:
"Sui Yue! Open the door! What's that alarm sounding?!"

Yingsheng acted as if he didn't hear anything. His bloody fingertips lightly brushed across the side of Gin's face. He fell backwards, his head tilted, and fainted in the wheelchair. The hideous wound on his neck was gaping, and air continued to leak out.

Bang! ! !
Bang! ! !
There was a loud banging sound at the door.

Gin sat on the sofa without moving at all.

A few seconds later, there were several gunshots at the door, followed by a loud bang.

The door fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)