Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 384 Xiaolan: Firefly and Hongzi seem... more suitable?

After reluctantly reaching an agreement with Koizumi Hongzi, Yingsheng held up the glass cube with both hands, imitated the movements before time froze, and asked Hongzi to help him adjust the wrinkles of his clothes.

Ensure 100% precision reproduction without any deviation.

He is now being watched closely by countless people, and it is foreseeable that this video material will be played hundreds of millions of times in the future.

If there was any frame skipping, given the importance that all parties attached to the Fist of Blue Sapphire, they would definitely have all kinds of suspicions about him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think of that."

Hongzi adjusted the folds and fluttering of Hotaru's clothes, and then used magic to freeze them in time and space, just like the people in the audience and the flags fluttering around them.

Before, as soon as Yingsheng lifted the cube, time and space were solidified. If he was also one of the people who were solidified, there should still be momentum on his kimono.

And now they are all falling according to gravity.

Hongzi had demonstrated time stop in front of Kuroba Kaito once before, but no one paid special attention to them at that time, which was completely different from the current situation.

"But it's fine if your memory is so good that you can remember every wrinkle, just assume you have hyperamnesia. Why can you even see the wrinkles behind you? Do you have super perception?"

"Are you stupid?" Yingsheng didn't move his facial features, but just moved his eyeballs upwards. "It's filming me 360 ​​degrees up there. My super perception is the camera."

"...It seems like I should freeze you too." Hongzi feels that Hotaru is super annoying now!
"Speaking of this, we are not affected by the solidification of time and space now. Are we connected to a deeper world, the formless world?" Yingsheng asked.

"The formless realm? Um... oh, it's a Buddhist concept. Not entirely, but you can understand it this way. In the Red Magic, it is called the place of origin." Hongzi looked into Yingsheng's eyes from the side. "You accept this aspect very quickly, do you have experience yourself?"

"You should have seen me meditating. Why can't I communicate with the place of origin?" Yingsheng's question was also answered.

"You lack the key and cannot open the door." Hongzi continued to adjust the folds of Yingsheng's clothes, treating him as someone who was born with super inspiration and also had a big heart.

"Wizard bloodline?"

“Mostly.”

"What if you inject your blood into my body? Will I have that kind of qualifications?" Yingsheng hated the theory of bloodline, and he hated even more that he didn't have the relevant bloodline.

"...Be careful of different blood types. A direct hemolytic reaction may cost you your life." Hongzi didn't think there was anything wrong with ordinary people being curious about magic, but compared to the rough-and-tumble Kuroba Kaito, this side seemed more pragmatic.

Is it because the snow at that time destroyed his magic circle?

The expressiveness of magic has been greatly reduced, and he was even fooled by Kuroba Kaito's magic, making the magic seem like some third-rate street trick on the same level as magic.

There is absolutely no deterrent effect.

Besides, speaking of it, is it really magic that Kuroba Kaito can make things disappear out of thin air and create things out of thin air, when even he himself can't figure out the clues?

He is actually a magician pretending to be a magician!

"You are thinking about Kuroba Kaito, right? If you like him, just go after him. Why are you being so shy?" Yingsheng said suddenly.

"No!" Hongzi denied subconsciously, but felt that her response was too self-incriminating, so she snorted, "I just think he doesn't know what's good. He was pinned down in the audience by me without any ability to resist, but he looked indifferent to my magic before."

Yingsheng found the figure of Kuroba Kaito in the audience. He was leaning on the back of the seat in front of him, staring at the Fist of Blue Sapphire. The excitement in his eyes froze into frozen flames.

"You can't hurt him anyway, so it doesn't matter." Yingsheng said.

"Hehe, what about you?"

"I am now 20% more alert to you. I regard you as a potential enemy, so of course I will be very concerned about your magic."

"Is this how mentally ill people communicate? You're afraid that I won't be angry, right?" Hongzi said in the same tone as usual.

"…Your collecting habit is hopeless. I'm actually completely obsessed with you."

"Then break up with Mao Lilan and confess your love to me in public."

"You know, hoping that all men will fall for your looks is actually a sign of lack of confidence." Yingsheng said sarcastically, "A person who is truly fulfilled in their hearts does not need something as insignificant as the gazes of others to prove anything."

Hongzi paused.

Yingsheng struck while the iron was hot, "For example, Xiaolan, although you are prettier than her in appearance, your heart is actually far inferior."

Hongzi's movements returned to normal and she smiled softly, "Suiyue-kun, you are persistent in pursuing love, what's the difference between you and me?"

"Love is just a tool I pursue, I don't need to prove anything with it. Compared to getting along with those producers, I prefer to stay with Xiaolan who has never provided me with love. This should be enough to explain the problem."

"So Mao Lilan doesn't love you? Then why are you still with her?" Hongzi avoided the question.

"Because love can't explain anything, because true love is special." Yingsheng said calmly, "Hongzi, I hope you can understand this truth, otherwise it would be too sad to be attracted to me and Kuroba Kaito for such inexplicable reasons."

"What you said makes a lot of sense, just like that sixty year old witch in our high school," Hongzi said casually.

"Since you are a diehard, can you give me some of your blood?"

"In magic, blood is an important medium for performing spells. I can't give it to you. But if you want to use it for research, I can go directly to your research institute."

"Thank you very much."

Comparing the image on the big screen, Hongzi adjusted Yingsheng's state to be exactly the same as before time and space were frozen. He snapped his fingers, and Yingsheng was also solidified in time and space.

"If we get to the bottom of everything, life will become boring. After all, humans are creatures living on the shallow end of the world."

Hongzi's nails, which sparkled with a light pink crystal luster, touched Yingsheng's lips, gently drawing an upward arc, and the corners of her own lips also gently lifted up.

"Suiyue-kun, let's just follow the will of fate."

"Even if I decide to kick you away and return you to Mao Lilan, that will only happen after you are captured by me."

"See you later, my partner."

Hongzi floated up and flew towards the audience.

In Yingsheng's perception, Hongzi disappeared as if a frame skipped, and the other people in the stadium suddenly changed from solidified paintings to living beings, and each continued their previous actions.

Turn your head, shake your fist, glare, swallow your saliva...

There was no interruption at all.

No lag at all.

In their world, there is never a discontinuity in time and space, and now is the real next moment!
"Everyone."

Yingsheng said calmly: "Give your all and shout as loud as you can. This is part of the ceremony."

After a moment of silence, the entire audience, and even places around the world watching the live broadcast, were in an uproar.

The waves of emotions rolled over one after another, surging and sweeping every corner of the world.

At this moment in the center of the Sahara Desert, in the deepest part of the Amazon rainforest, of course it is impossible for anyone to be watching the live broadcast.

But according to Hongzi, matter and spirit are one, so the waves in people's hearts will certainly sweep the entire world.

The fanatical waves surged one after another with no end in sight. Every shout carried endless power, pushing the shock in people's hearts to a higher peak.

Yingsheng was in the center of the venue, and his eardrums were almost broken due to the concentration of sounds.

When the world was extremely noisy, he could not hear any sound.

He raised his blue fist high and looked around.

Yingsheng suddenly realized something and his mind moved.

[Love -100, Use Skill: Enlightenment·Delusion]

[Target: Fist of Blue Sapphire]

The sapphire in the cube suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, it illuminated everyone's heart.

They did not see what they were most expecting in their hearts, or rather, because of the guidance of this ceremony which was supposed to be a farce, because of Yingsheng's guidance just now!
They all saw a scene.

The azure gem suddenly melted into a boundless ocean, occupying their entire sight, their entire body and mind, and even filling their souls with an indescribable peace and vastness, as if they had returned to their mother's arms.

The warm embrace of a mother that does not exist at all, transcends all vulgar humans, and exists only in concepts.

In the stadium.

all around the world.

Everything gradually quieted down.

A slight sobbing sound was heard, and then the sobbing of countless people merged into one.

Occasionally there were shrill wails, and people of all races called out their mothers' names in various languages.

"Heaven and earth are the parents of all things."

Yingsheng spoke loudly with an inexplicable majesty, instantly suppressing all the noise in the venue.

He actually didn't want to speak, but if everyone was thinking about their mother, then their thoughts would be too scattered and it would not achieve the so-called "gathering magic power" effect at all.

According to Hongzi, human spirit is also material, and human attention contains power.

Yingsheng was unable to find the place of origin, so he planned to use the Blue Fist as a carrier, and then use [Enlightenment] to touch upon the concept of that aspect.

Therefore, he wanted to bring everyone back to their thoughts.

"It is recorded in the Yunji Qiqian."

"After the separation of chaos, there were the three elements of heaven, earth and water, which gave rise to human relations and nourished all things."

"Modern scientific research has also confirmed that life on Earth originated in the ocean. About 45 billion years ago, in those endless thunderstorms, the ocean gave birth to the most basic life forms; about 38 billion years ago, the most primitive cells appeared in the ocean."

"Heaven, earth, and ocean."

"Both scientifically and philosophically, they are the parents of humanity in a broader sense."

"The Blue Fist is the secret treasure of the sea. If the magic power it gathers has a clear direction, it must be..."

"life!"

Yingsheng's grand voice was as clear as the collision of gold and jade, and it continued to echo in the wide stadium.

His response was naturally silence.

Suffocating, deathly silence!

Under the dull gazes of countless people, Yingsheng had an expressionless face. He put down his raised blue fist and walked towards the huge safe.

Countless eyes followed the crimson fist in his hand, and the strange "ho ho" sounds from many throats gathered into a string of weird tunes, as if a group of old ducks were driven into the morgue. They had just been rescued from a hot pot restaurant and were heading to Quanjude.

Yingsheng stuffed the cube wrapped with the Fist of Blue Sapphire back into the tight soft bag of the safe and closed the door.

When the last ray of light from the gem faded, the entire stadium became like a pile of dry firewood that was lit, erupting with a passion that was countless times more frenzied than before.

life……

life!

This word is so shocking and leaves so much room for imagination that it is hard to find someone in the world who is not fascinated by the associations with it.

All eyes and voices gathered together, and the air and steel structure in the gymnasium were shaking violently.

There should be no risk of the venue collapsing.

Yingsheng took a few steps back and thought that he should have asked Xiaolan to wear earplugs in advance, the noise was too loud.

Unfortunately, my cell phone was taken away and I couldn't get in touch with him.

"Everyone, come back to your senses."

Yingsheng turned off the microphone and looked at the officers next to the safe with a smile.

The few people who were staring at the safe turned their gazes towards him, their expressions filled with uncontrollable surprise.

One of the middle-aged men with a square face said solemnly: "Mr. Liuying, we can open some of the collections of the Forbidden City to you. You are always welcome to visit us."

He naturally used Chinese, and the other two immediately expressed similar ideas in English.

Yingsheng naturally agreed to everything, and with a gentle smile, he stood there and watched them and the soldiers escort the safe away.

As long as everything goes well, love will be inexhaustible.

When the time comes, I will cure Gin's mental illness and then throw him to Ai as a toy.

However, spirit is matter, so I separated the love from the thoughts that all living beings put into the Fist of Blue Sapphire, and then transferred it to myself...

These understandings and steps have been determined, but I am completely unable to do them at the moment.

We still have to rely on magic.

Thinking of this, Yingsheng wanted to look for Koizumi Hongzi in the audience, but he did not take action.

He is now being watched by the whole world, and any of his actions will be viewed under a microscope and over-interpreted into various meanings. He doesn't want to cause trouble to anyone.

Xiaolan's location is...

Forget it. This will put too much pressure on her. I should just focus on my heart.

It was just as Yingsheng thought. After the safe was surrounded by soldiers, many people turned their eyes to him.

If there is any commonality among those countless thoughts, it is definitely...

This kid is extraordinary!

Yingsheng's performance yesterday was already amazing enough, but because of his explosive speech of "welcome to be nominated", his reputation has a somewhat erotic aura.

But the speech he made just now while holding up his Crimson Fist was completely free of any worldly airs, leaving only an indescribable feeling of detachment.

He seems like a god, like a holy being, and definitely not an ordinary person living in this world.

As for being a gigolo...

It is absolutely possible for thousands of flowers to pass through it without getting a single leaf on you!
Fireflies among flowers, that's all!

The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain, and once they accept a certain turn, they will spontaneously seek a reasonable explanation in that direction.

This is true for those who were neutral towards Yingsheng in the past, and those who had a good impression of him before are no exception.

For example, Koizumi Hongzi.

She was now looking at Yingsheng, with a strange light in her wine-red eyes, and she felt more and more that this guy had an indescribable attraction.

She thought that was because Yingsheng had a kind of divinity that was beyond mortals, and she was attracted to him not only because Yingsheng was not attracted by her appearance, but also because of this.

But she doesn't think of herself as a puppet of some unknowable entity, or even if she is, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, no matter what the reason is, taking away Yingsheng's heart is what she wants to do most at this moment.

She was looking at Yingsheng, and someone was looking at her.

Xiaolan's eyes were complicated, "Compared to an ordinary person like me, at this moment, only Koizumi can match him."

"How can it be!"

Sonoko retorted subconsciously, and her eyes were fixed on Hotaru, without shifting for a moment.

It took a lot of self-control for her to turn around and look at Xiaolan. "Suiyue Hotaru is just like that, nothing special. He looks like he's glowing now, but..."

"Well, he did seem to be glowing because of his clothes. He was standing in the middle of the gap in the stadium dome, and the sunlight was shining through."

"In short, it's like this. The costumes, the scene, the atmosphere, the makeup, all these together make him look like a demon."

"But if we exclude these, he is just an ordinary person. Wasn't it the same in Tokyo, yesterday, and this morning?"

"By the way, he also took advantage of the Fist of Blue Sapphire. Most of the attention people pay to him now is probably because of that."

"As for what he said, it was definitely the lines arranged in advance by the event team."

Suzuki Shiro had been nodding slightly, but shook his head when he heard this: "Sending the Fist of Blue Sapphire to the stadium for the ceremony was a highly confidential matter. Not many people knew about it beforehand, including Mizuki-kun. And no one knew what would happen during the ceremony, so it was impossible to plan the lines in advance."

"I'm afraid that Shuiyue Jun understood the meaning of the Blue Fist vision in an instant, and then conveyed it to us in plain language."

"Haha, half Chinese and half English, is this what you call easy to understand?" Sonoko rolled her eyes. "Come to think of it, this guy is actually a language genius, where did he learn all this?"

Kyogoku Makoto pondered and said, "As the person who holds up the Blue Fist to perform the ritual, will Suigetsu's perception be different from ours?"

"That's possible, but I'm more inclined to believe that Ying has a high level of understanding. As for those words," Xiaolan chuckled, "You know, he has always been like this, although now it seems that it is an advantage."

After Kyogoku Makoto and the other two thought about it, they all agreed with it.

The Bloody North Star in the Beika Central Hospital, the "I Lost Myself" in the Mental Hospital, the instructions to many warriors yesterday, and the conversations with Gin and Koizumi Hongzi...

With these examples, everyone generally believes that even without magic, Yingsheng is still a strange person.

"Strange people encounter strange things," Sonoko curled her lips slightly, "Xiaolan, why don't you persuade him to participate in the competition? I feel that he seems to be the most suitable person to win the championship."

"I'll ask you later, but Hotaru's original purpose of becoming an idol has been perfectly achieved. He is definitely world-famous now." Xiaolan nodded her chin, "But even if you ignore the external factors you mentioned, I still feel that Hotaru and Koizumi are a better match."

"...Hey, Xiaolan, don't say such dangerous things." Yuanzi put the back of her hand on Xiaolan's forehead and felt it for a moment. "Strange, you don't have a fever, are you stimulated?"

"Don't worry, I'm just talking about objective facts. It has nothing to do with emotions." Xiaolan looked at Hongzi's profile from a distance, "The feelings in Koizumi's eyes seem very real."

Yuanzi also took a look and snorted unhappily, "Sui Yue Ying Sheng is now a piece of Tang Monk's meat. Who wouldn't look at him with eager eyes, especially those young girls who are naive and ignorant of the world, who are most likely to be deceived by him."

"..."

Xiaolan tilted her head and looked towards Yuanzi.

Sonoko was stunned for a moment, then took Xiaolan's hand and chuckled, "Yes, I also think that guy is so handsome now, especially after he changed his long black straight hair style. I finally understand why people in Kabukicho called him 'the noble son of Tang Guo in the Heian-kyō era'."

"But don't worry, Lan."

"Other people look at him just like fans look at their idols on stage. There's a halo effect."

"And I know what he's like offstage, and I know he's a jerk, and it's impossible to like him."

"Looking at him now, he is simply a feast for the eyes."

Xiaolan was speechless. When she thought that Hotaru seemed to still have different feelings for his first love, Sonoko, she felt complicated for a moment.

"You said it would be great if Hotaru could use the clone technique. Then he wouldn't have to let anyone down."

"...Xiaolan, have you seen Tomie?" Sonoko felt that her best friend seemed to be about to break down.

"…Just pretend I didn't say anything." Xiaolan looked around the audience and sighed, "It seems that not only the little girls are attracted to Hotaru, but the ladies are even more eager."

"Because he is Tang Monk's flesh. Lan, look at that girl over there, she..." Sonoko paused, "The woman next to Uncle Yusaku, is..."

She is a gentle-looking black-haired beauty wearing a light blue hip skirt.

"Edogawa Fumiyo, Conan's mother." Xiaolan also had a strange look in her eyes.

On the surface, that family is the Kudo father and son and the mistress who is about to succeed; in reality, it is the Kudo couple and Kaito Kid.

It looks strange no matter how you look at it.

Sonoko suddenly became angry, "I didn't expect Uncle Yusaku to be this kind of person, all men are bad!"

Suzuki Shiro: “…”

Kyogoku Makoto: "..."

Perhaps sensing the gaze from this side, Kudo Yusaku looked up, but the audience seats were packed with people, and he couldn't find the source of the gaze for a moment, so he looked at Kuroba Kaito again.

"I'm sorry, Shinichi, the help I can provide you in this regard is very limited. My friends in the CIA are in high positions, but they have no chance to come into contact with the Fist of Blue Sapphire."

"I know this is not an ordinary matter." Kuroba Kaito stared at the paused picture on his mobile phone - Hotaru raised the Blue Fist, his eyes extremely excited.

gem.

Magic related to life.

What does the combination of these two make one think of?
Kuroba Kaito immediately thought of the gem related to his father's death, the cursed gem that was rumored to be able to shed tears of immortality.

Pandora!
Kuroba Kaito previously proposed to come to Singapore, and one of the main reasons was that Leon Law had demonstrated abilities related to longevity.

And now it’s finally confirmed!
This made Kuroba Kaito extremely eager to explore the secret of the Fist of Blue Sapphire, but unfortunately he was very bad at martial arts, otherwise he would have directly signed up for the martial arts tournament.

Even so, he murmured: "The martial arts competition prohibits the use of hot weapons and electronic devices. My poker gun uses mechanical energy, so it should not fall into this category."

Kudo Yusaku shook his head, "I don't think so. If someone brings a set of crossbows to the competition, what will the opponent do?"

"Uh...that's right."

Kuroba Kaito sighed, "So I can only investigate from the outside, but now the eyes of the whole world are gathered here, I don't have any advantage at all."

Although he just wanted to investigate the cause of his father's death, it seemed that the more investigators there were, the better, and it would be best if the truth of that year could be uncovered.

But when there are too many people and too many distractions, the truth can be easily hidden.

If there is an easy way...

Kuroba Kaito cast his gaze towards a certain part of the audience, but looked away before being noticed by the other party.

I have never thought of relying on Hongzi's divination before, and now that Pandora has appeared before me, there is no need to do so.

It seems that Hongzi has changed the target of her teasing to Mizuki, so it’s better not to attract her attention recently.

"If it's a very important matter, you can ask Mizuki-kun for help. With his current special status, it will be easy for him to investigate many things." said Kudo Yukiko.

"But... aren't we still investigating his case?" Kuroba Kaito was a little conflicted.

"Judging from his style of doing things, he probably never took us seriously." Yukiko paused, "If what Conan said is true, starting from the case of Yukimatsu Masato, it is even more evident."

"To plot against Yuzuki Kiyoko and punish Mori at the same time, this was probably his original purpose. As for Conan's investigation..." Kudo Yusaku shook his head, "Part of it was taken advantage of by Mizuki Hotaru, and the other part probably caused him some trouble."

"But the trouble is definitely not that big. He is capable enough to control the overall situation."

"Compared to him, Conan is still too young."

"And the key is that none of the charges against him can be proven." Yukiko tapped the phone screen with her fingernails. "The files on the dark web say that Mizuki-kun killed his parents. This should be the most unforgivable sin, but so much time has passed. Where is the evidence?"

"Inspector Megure conducted a thorough search of Ian's apartment last week and discovered traces of scratches by human fingernails on the inner wall of a long wooden box under the wisteria trellis on the balcony of Mizutsuki Hotoshi's home," said Yusaku Kudo.

Hei Yu Kuaidou's eyelids jumped, "Could it be that they were buried alive? Then where are their bodies?"

"The body is just not found. Too much time has passed. Mizuki Hotaru had plenty of time to clean up the mess." Seeing Yukiko curl her lips, Kudo Yusaku added with a smile, "And it's possible that nothing happened at all. The traces in the wooden box are just a coincidence."

"I'm not speaking for him. If he were a pretentious villain, I would also hate him from the bottom of my heart, but..." Yukiko looked at Hotaru in the field.

He was also leaving the venue with a group of soldiers, while preparing the first group of contestants.

Since everyone is so enthusiastic, how can there not be some fierce competition?

He will be back soon and the game will start early.

Yukiko watched Hotaru disappear into the shadows in the entryway and laughed softly amid the noise.

"I guess I'm a member of the appearance association. I don't think he looks like a bad guy."

Yukiko tilted her head and looked at Kudo Yusaku, "To be honest, I used to think Conan was too violent, but he seems to have returned to normal after losing his memory."

"He must have been stimulated by the failure, but as for Mizuki Hotaru..." Kudo Yusaku pondered for a moment, "He may still have problems, but there is no need to investigate him at the moment, unless there is another case involving him in the future."

Not only because they haven't found out anything yet, but also because Yingsheng's social status is increasing day by day.

To continue to make accusations without evidence was once considered rude, but now it can even be considered as ungrateful.

"As for Conan's amnesia..."

"If he really can't remember, then forget it." Yukiko interrupted, "It's not the first time anyway, so it won't affect anything. I'm more concerned about when the supervision on him can be lifted. Anyway, the secret of the Fist of Blue Sapphire is known to the whole world now."

"It should be okay for him to go to elementary school, but the rest... I'm not sure." Kudo Yusaku held his wife's hand, "It's actually fine if Conan grows up like this."

Yukiko was silent for a while, "If that's the case, Shinichi, do you want to study abroad?"

What this means is that there is no need for Kuroba Kaito to continue disguising himself as Kudo Shinichi.

Kuroba Kaito thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it after we get back to Tokyo. There was a big commotion at the Sands Hotel this morning, and Vermouth has also come to Singapore. I hope we can lure her out."

"That plan seems quite strange, I hope it will succeed." Yukiko searched the audience for a moment and found Gin.

Gin instantly locked eyes with her and looked back.

Yukiko was startled, but the next second she was surprised to find that Gin nodded at her. She retracted her gaze and put two pieces of lavender gum into her mouth.

Yukiko was stunned for two seconds, then pursed her lips and chuckled, "In this martial arts tournament, the boundary between good and evil seems to be completely blurred. He must be the man who had an affair with Mizuki-kun, um... to be honest, they seem to be a good match."

Kudo Yusaku: "..."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

The email alert sound suddenly rang. Kuroba Kaito took a look and his eyes immediately lit up and he stood up.

Gin and Xiaolan also stood up at about the same time. The three of them looked at each other from a distance and walked towards the exit.

The email is from Koizumi Hongzi.

Vermouth found it.

(End of this chapter)