Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 389: Debts, debts! Xiaolan, Hongzi, Huaying, and Hope!

Monday, 10pm.

Tokyo, Beika-cho 1-chome.

There were few people on the street, with only a few cars passing by occasionally. Their taillights cast a long red light and disappeared around the corner in an instant.

A couple who were talking came out from behind the street corner. They stopped in front of a brightly lit shop and looked at the tall building across the street with countless lights on under the dark night sky.

"We're finally home." Yingsheng said.

"I suddenly feel a sense of security." Xiaolan smiled and held Yingsheng's hand to wait for the traffic light.

That building is naturally Ian Apartment.

"Lan, you must have been wronged a lot in the past few days. I'm very sorry. Those Americans are really rude."

"It's okay. They just monitor me and chat with me from time to time. Because of your special status, they don't dare to do anything to me." Xiaolan tilted her head. "And the most important point is that everyone generally believes that you have no heart and it is impossible for you to truly fall in love with anyone."

"You seem to be affectionate, but you are actually heartless. That's you."

"I'm no different than the others, so they can't even threaten you with me."

"No, actually there is." Yingsheng sighed, "I want to apologize to you again. At that time, I couldn't show your specialness at all. I am really weak."

"...It's strange that you would say that. I guess they are definitely looking for Yaoguang everywhere, thinking that she is the one closest to you and the others are irrelevant." Xiaolan paused, "It seems to be true, you two are childhood sweethearts."

"Our relationship is very special. There is absolutely no conventional affection. Lan, you don't need to be jealous of her at all."

"Hmm...what about the guy over there?"

On the other side of the zebra crossing, a figure filled with an invisible sense of oppression appeared at some point.

The jeans made her legs look long and straight. Her smooth waistline was faintly visible in the night under the white navel-baring short-sleeved shirt, and her skin glowed slightly under the dim light.

Her dark red hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and her wine-red eyes stared at Yingsheng. It seemed that she completely ignored other people and even the world around her.

The green light is on.

"Miss Witch has returned to Tokyo too. This is really troublesome." Yingsheng lowered his voice, "How about we call the police? Just say there's a nymphomaniac following us."

"There's a wave of resignations at the Metropolitan Police Department right now, so no one is going to go out on patrol." Xiaolan took a step towards the zebra crossing. "She hurt you so badly this time, she should be given an explanation. Do you think it's possible for us to subdue her if we suddenly attack her?"

"Well, I'm afraid not."

"…Then just ignore what I said. You can chat with her here. I'm going to go back first." Xiaolan let go of Yingsheng's hand. "If you don't come back tonight, please let me know in advance."

"That shouldn't be the case." Yingsheng said uncertainly, "There may be bugs in the house, remember to check it out."

"Got it. Let's go to the appointment quickly. The beauty across the street has her lips curled up." Xiaolan deviated from her route halfway across the zebra crossing and walked straight towards Ian's apartment.

The corners of Koizumi Hongzi's slightly raised mouth shrank again, and she snorted lightly, ignoring it. After Yingsheng came over, she spoke:
"I'm sorry about what happened in Singapore. I promise, I gave you the opportunity to meet the Fist of Blue Sapphire out of good intentions. I didn't know they would go so far as to do that."

"Fortunately, the contact with the Fist of Blue Sapphire is only part of the reason. The main reason is still at Kurosawa Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd." Yingsheng walked in the opposite direction of Xiaolan, "There is a small garden over here. If you like, we can take a walk."

"In fact, if you hadn't said those words after the strange phenomenon appeared in the Fist of Blue Sapphire, people wouldn't be so suspicious of you." Hongzi followed and walked side by side with Yingsheng.

"And after you said those words, even I didn't feel any fluctuations in magic power at all, and I suspected that you got some inspiration from the Fist of Blue Sapphire and became part of the magic gathering ceremony, not to mention other people."

Yingsheng shrugged, "So next time they need to bring out the Fist of Blue Sapphire, they can just find someone else, and the same goes for the host position of the martial arts tournament."

"Taoists, monks, priests, shamans, whoever they want, maybe someone will be super inspired and find some traces of the ritual."

"Miss Witch, don't you also want to experience that position? With your qualifications, if you recommend yourself, the tournament committee will definitely agree immediately."

"Forget it. With your experience as a warning, how could I dare to appear in front of those greedy guys?" Hongzi paused, "Actually, because of what happened backstage at the stadium that day, some people have been paying attention to me recently."

"But it seems that because of our looks, they think it's reasonable for us to be together, so they don't pay much attention to us. Starting today, they have completely stopped paying attention to us."

The two of them had already stepped into the small garden and were walking side by side on the path. The night breeze blew through the treetops, bringing a slight coolness.

The bushes on both sides of the path were growing lushly, but the flowers that were there when Xiaolan and I came here last time had mostly withered. Occasionally, you could hear insects chirping in different ways. They would disappear as soon as you approached, and chirp as if in revenge as you walked away.

Taking a deep breath of the fresh scent of grass and trees in the air, Yingsheng stretched lazily and let out a comfortable moan.

“It feels like I’m alive again.”

"Hongzi, you don't seem to be disgusted by what I did?"

"Did you do something?" Hongzi tilted her head to look. Her face could not be seen clearly in the deep night obscured by the shade of the trees. Only her pair of bright eyes showed a calm clarity.

"Of course it's because I don't allow you to host the martial arts conference. What else could it be?" Yingsheng said casually.

"Oh, I thought it was about that." Hongzi smiled slightly, "You protected me. I was too focused on magic at the time and ignored the risks involved. Anyway, if they treated me like they treated you, I wouldn't be able to hold on."

That incident was naturally the breaking news that overshadowed the martial arts conference in recent days.

Shadow Killer!
Legend has it that she can merge into the shadows and travel freely through the dark side of the world, going anywhere without being blocked.

Otherwise, how could she have committed such shocking crimes one after another, yet intelligence agencies from various countries couldn't even catch her by the sleeve?
She definitely has super powers!
It has to be said that people's first impression of a matter is often very accurate. On the contrary, those bloggers who analyze the rationality of the assassination from various angles often make forced interpretations.

Aoyagi Chisou's personal abilities have indeed reached the pinnacle, but she is still a human being after all, and has her own limitations.

Using [Enlightenment] to reduce her own presence is her greatest reliance in being able to move freely and do whatever she wants.

The vast majority of people in the world do not connect this incident with Yingsheng.

But for the government of various countries, major conglomerates with extensive connections, and special cases like Koizumi Akako who have mastered the art of divination, even if there is no absolutely solid evidence, the connection between Yingsheng and them is clear as day.

This is what Yingsheng talked about at the beginning.

Koizumi Hongzi also knew it, but she didn't care.

She was not an absolutely lawful and good witch, and she had seen Yingsheng's previous experiences in the crystal ball with her own eyes. Even if she felt sympathy for the politicians who died, it would not be too much.

And most of her sympathy is for her acquaintance Bai Ba Tan, because his father died.

"Why are you chasing magic?" asked Yingsheng.

"Exploring the truth of the world, isn't that what witches do?" Hongzi took out a palm-sized red notebook and handed it to Yingsheng. "It records some basic principles of magic and knowledge of spells. Just consider it my apology."

Yingsheng flipped through the pages casually, looking surprised, "To be honest, I never thought you would really teach me magic."

He couldn't see the specific content from here, he could only vaguely see that the paper was filled with beautiful words, so he put it in his pocket.

"Don't be happy too soon. You don't have the blood of a wizard, so you can't gather magic power in your body. Even if you have enough comprehension, you can only master some small tricks at most, which probably look similar to magic." Hongzi poured a bucket of cold water on him.

Yingsheng didn't care about this, but just asked: "Are there other magicians in the world?"

"Maybe, but I don't know."

"Eh? Isn't there a Magician's Association or something?"

"...Although I don't want to admit it, magic is actually not as powerful as you think. And most ordinary people are just like you, or even more greedy than you, for magic. In order to protect ourselves, we witches will hide our identities."

"So, the witch-hunting movement in medieval Europe really existed? Could it be that the Inquisition also possessed mysterious powers?"

"Probably. I don't know much about the past." Hongzi said as they walked, "Even if there isn't, the secular power is strong enough. After all, there are only a few witches. It's impossible for them to defeat humans, not to mention that we are now in a technological society."

"You can stop time, so you are invincible. Even if there are 10,000 heavy cavalry, you can easily deal with them with a dagger." Yingsheng still thinks that magic is super powerful.

"That requires advance preparation. What if someone attacks me? I can't stay alert all the time."

"........."

Yingsheng was quite speechless, "I think your biggest problem is actually naivety. Are all you witches like this? Time stopping requires advance preparation. If you don't tell me, who would know about it?"

"And you don't have to make yourself the enemy of the world. You can go into high-level politics."

"Ordinary people can become queens, so can't you witches create one..."

"No." Hongzi interrupted, "You underestimate the greed and evil of humans. In their eyes, we are aliens. Even if a witch has excellent political talents, she can only be in power for a short time. It is impossible for her to maintain her rule for a long time."

"Well..." Yingsheng sighed, "In the final analysis, the magic is not strong enough. It's really disappointing."

"As long as you don't have the greed to rule the world, you can easily live a good life with the convenience of magic, which is enough." Hongzi snorted, "Unlike you, you are greedy even without magic."

"You are quite open-minded. Thank you very much."

The small garden was not big, and he had reached the end of it. Yingsheng looked at the lights on the 26th floor of Ian Apartment next to him and stopped.

"last question."

"You sent emails to Xiaolan, Gin, and Kuroba Kaito, asking them to capture Vermouth. What does this mean? Is this a decision you made after observing fate?"

Hongzi rolled her eyes, "Do you think everyone is like you, with all kinds of calculations in their mind at all times?"

"I emailed Gin simply because I wanted to help you."

"I sent emails to Mao Lilan and Kuroba Kaito because according to what we agreed upon during the time stop, you would let me co-host the martial arts tournament. I used this excuse to send them away in order to avoid embarrassment for both of us."

“Who knows what will happen next.”

"Let all parties more clearly understand the super-powerful effect of your elixir and discover that you have a shadow warrior, causing them to take more radical actions against you, and then you can retaliate in kind."

"If I had known what was going to happen, I would never have sent that email to them."

"Not to mention that you didn't keep your promise at all. Within two minutes of me sending the email, a stranger sent me an email saying that for my sake, I'd better not participate in hosting the martial arts conference, otherwise I would get into a lot of trouble."

“I just did unnecessary things.”

Yingsheng: “…”

He now felt that reality was quite absurd. "So, the situation in Singapore turned out the way it did because of your troubled girlish heart, Miss Witch?"

Hongzi crossed her arms, "If you say so, I think all this is fate."

"Hmm... that makes sense. It's fate." Yingsheng pointed at Ian's apartment. "Then I'll go back. You don't need me to send you off, do you?"

"No need, just go and accompany your Mouri Ran." Hongzi raised her hand and made a fist, and the flying broom appeared out of thin air.

"Good night." Yingsheng watched her leave.

When Yingsheng returned home, it was already half past ten.

Listening to the sound of the shower in the bathroom, Yingsheng sat on the sofa in the living room and took out the red magic booklet, and suddenly he felt that his life was complete.

"Come to think of it, we have been living together for two weeks, but this is only the third time we have spent the night together."

Xiaolan's leisurely voice floated from the bathroom.

Yingsheng's index finger jumped and he immediately put down the booklet. He should do what should be done at night. It would not be too late to look at this thing tomorrow!

One minute later.

"Where are your gentlemanly manners?"

"Next time definitely!"

……

……

The next day, Tuesday, seven in the morning.

Yingsheng finally, finally, had his first family breakfast experience with Xiaolan.

It has to be said that Xiaolan's cooking skills are top-notch, and Yingsheng immediately regarded it as the real first time in his mind.

After all, the number of Dayan is fifty, so take forty-nine.

Today is the forty-ninth day of his journey through this world. It is a very important day, and the things that happened during this period are naturally more memorable than those at other times.

Yingsheng found a perfect excuse for himself, and his eyes narrowed happily while drinking the seafood porridge.

Xiaolan, who was sitting across the table, looked curious and asked, "What happy things are you thinking about?"

"Question: What is home?" Yingsheng asked with a smile.

"This question is a little complicated. Um..." Xiaolan blinked, "Are you going to school today?"

She obviously understood what Yingsheng meant.

Then I felt that Yingsheng was thinking too far ahead, as they are still high school students now.

"I won't go today. I still have a lot of things to deal with." Yingsheng glanced at his phone. "Speaking of which, does summer vacation start this Friday?"

"Yes, the final exams will start tomorrow. The school organizes a school trip to Kyoto this weekend. Do you want to go?" Xiaolan said.

"Of course I have to go. I don't seem to have many memories of my classes this semester. I should take this opportunity to get to know everyone better."

"Because you sleep every day."

"...Do you think Conan will go?" asked Hotaru.

"Eh? Conan... As for Kudo..." Xiaolan thought for a moment, "That shouldn't be the case. Isn't he wearing an electronic anklet now? He can't leave Beika Town."

"That's really a pity. Xuesong Nami is also in Kyoto. If he is still brooding over that incident, he could have investigated it on the way." Yingsheng continued eating.

"So you really killed Xuesong Zhengren." Xiaolan said in a rather depressed tone. "Didn't the police report it? It was an accident."

After breakfast, Yingsheng changed into the simplest jeans and a white T-shirt and went out with Xiaolan. Xiaolan also wore only denim shorts and a shoulder-baring green and white striped T-shirt, which was 100% casual.

"I'll go to the Mihua Central Hospital first to find out more about the situation, and then have lunch with my mother," said Xiaolan.

"I'm going to the Sumiyoshi-kai to see Ai and the others first, and then I'll probably go to the hospital. In the afternoon, I'll take Ms. Aida to sign a contract with the Suzuki Group." said Hotaru.

"See you later then."

The elevator went down to the first floor, Xiaolan walked out and waved to Yingsheng.

"see you later."

Yingsheng continued to go down to the underground first floor and got into the driver's seat of a black Lexus.

Looking at himself in the rearview mirror, Yingsheng's lips curled up slightly. As he had said many times, he liked this feeling.

Each of them is free and easy and has an independent personality.

Yingsheng started the car slowly, and when he drove out of the underground parking lot, he saw Xiaolan getting into a taxi and driving away. He felt that he simply loved this person to death.

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and in a cheerful mood, Yingsheng reached his hand out of the window and started racing.

Unfortunately, the Lexus's speed was average, and there was no police car chasing it all the way to its destination, which made him feel like something was missing.

When they entered the back garden of Chiyoko's villa, a man in a black suit was already waiting there. He took Yingsheng to a remote utility room, opened the secret door, and entered the basement.

"Is the club feeling stressed these days?" Yingsheng asked.

"There were some pressures at the beginning, and the congressman didn't answer our calls. But starting from last Tuesday, the Suzuki Group also extended a helping hand to us, and the pressure has been much less. In recent days, there has been basically no external pressure." said the man in the black suit.

In the early hours of last Tuesday, a wave of assassinations swept across Japanese political circles.

"In other words, there is internal pressure?" Yingsheng asked again.

"Yes..." The man in the black suit lowered his head and secretly glanced at Yingsheng's expression. Seeing that his face was gentle, he continued, "It was President Kanhara. She was a little dissatisfied with our protest in front of the Metropolitan Police Department last Monday, and she has since suspended negotiations with the Metropolitan Police Department."

“Whoever led the club’s activities after that was all in place,” Yingsheng said.

The man in the black suit lowered his head even lower, "I'm just following the instructions of President Shuiyue!"

"You're very good, do a good job."

Yingsheng patted his shoulder and pushed open the simple wooden door in the underground passage. A few steps ahead, around the corner, was a tightly closed metal door.

He walked up and pressed the little bee doorbell next to the door, and Yingsheng gave his name. Ten seconds later, Junerick, wearing a white coat, opened the door from the inside.

"Mr. Shuiyue, you're finally back." There was a sense of relief in Junerick's tone.

Yingsheng's eyelids jumped. "Isn't something bad going to happen? As far as I know, the police haven't used violence here yet. They're mainly negotiating."

"It's not about that. Anyway, you'll know if you come in and take a look." Junerick quickly stepped aside.

"Could it be that Gin and the others are rebelling? They will behave themselves after two shots of anesthesia." Yingsheng became alert, moved the five fingers of his right hand, and walked into the room.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Dangdang Dangdang!
A gun muzzle suddenly popped out from behind the iron cabinet at the door, and without any pause, the trigger was pulled frantically.

Yingsheng was prepared. He waved his right hand and a silver moon appeared in the sky, blocking three bullets in a row. He dodged a few other non-fatal ones and was hit by one on the shoulder.

When the muzzle of the gun was about to be retracted, Yingsheng had already raised his hand and fired a shot, knocking the P7M8 to the ground.

"Damn it, I hope you're here!"

Yingsheng walked to the iron cabinet, and the gunman had disappeared long ago. He glanced around the lounge-style room and fired a shot near the brand new red single sofa.

"Sakura-colored sequined manicure, the signature color of the shop you often go to on 4-chome. You can't fool me."

"I'm sorry I didn't get to you for so long, but honestly, I think it would be a good thing for you to..."

"Not good! Not good at all!" A dark shadow suddenly flashed out from behind the sofa and pounced on Yingsheng, "Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole! I wanted to wait for you to regret it and come to me, but you, asshole, found another woman!"

“I’m so angry!!!”

Huaying opened her mouth and bit the gunshot wound on Yingsheng's left shoulder with such force that she almost bit off a piece of flesh.

Yingsheng said nothing, threw the gun on the ground, held her with one hand and walked towards the sofa.

"You bastard brother! Say something!"

Huaying hoped that her upper and lower teeth would really close together. When she looked up at Yingsheng again, her blood-red eyes were already filled with tears, but she was trying hard not to let the tears fall.

"I don't know what to say, I hope. I thought it was over between us. I thought it was good for both of us."

"Hey, big brother." Huaying's voice was trembling, and she couldn't say the next word because she was trying to hold back her tears.

Yingsheng closed his eyes.

Huaying hoped to wipe away her tears immediately and sniffed twice, "Okay."

Yingsheng opened his eyes.

Huaying hoped not to talk anymore. She put her arms around Yingsheng's neck and pressed her lips, which were stained with a seductive luster by the blood, against Yingsheng's.

To be honest, Yingsheng thought about dodging.

But at this time, he had no choice but to taste his own blood together with the little madman opposite.

The two fell on the sofa.

Huaying hopes to pull Yingsheng's clothes.

Haibara Ai, who was lying on the crack of the door and looking at this place, was shocked. She quickly gestured to Junerick who was standing at the door, asking him to go away quickly.

"Xiao Ai, what did you say?"

Junerick asked in a daze.

Huaying hoped to pause slightly, and then immediately speed up, and rip Yingsheng's T-shirt with a "swish".

Yingsheng finally grabbed her hand and said, "There are children here, we can't do anything inappropriate for children."

Huaying hoped to look at the door inside angrily.

Xiao Ai saw the opportunity quickly and closed the door quietly, secretly annoyed that Junerick was a fool.

"Look, there's no one there!"

Huaying wanted to lift the collar of the large black T-shirt that exposed her shoulders and was about to pull it up.

Crunchy——

There was a clear sound coming from the hinges of the iron door outside.

Huaying looked over with a gloomy look and saw that Junerick, who was about to take a step towards the outside passage, was frozen on the spot.

"Big brother, can you lend me your gun? It will be there in a moment."

Bang-!
Generick hurriedly closed the door from the outside.

The voice echoed, and even Huaying Xiwang was at a loss for a moment. He snorted in dissatisfaction and looked at Yingsheng.

"Brother, what was I going to say before?"

"Well... maybe it's to condemn me for being heartless and ungrateful." Yingsheng wiped the blood from his shoulder with a torn T-shirt, took off the flesh that Huaying had bitten off, and...

"I'll get the bullet!" Huaying wanted to show off her half-inch long little finger nails, her eyes eager to try.

Yingsheng had no objection. After Huaying hoped to make his wound bigger but took out the bullet, he began to heal the wound with killing intent.

When the granulation tissue on the wound was growing rapidly, Huaying hoped to pull it away, causing Yingsheng to grimace in pain and throw her out.

"Verbal condemnation is enough, no action is allowed."

"Humph, big brother doesn't care about this, don't think I don't know about the Mihua Central Hospital." Huaying hoped to somersault and landed with his arms folded across his chest. "That person is lying in there now, big brother, I really want to kill him."

"Why would you lower yourself to compete with him? I hope, seriously, that you will..."

"Da-me!" Huaying Xiwang crossed her arms, "Da-mee, da-mee, da-mee, da-mee! You said it before, big brother, that you will only abandon me after you find true love. Don't tell me that person is Mao Lilan, she doesn't have the qualifications at all."

Yingsheng sighed, "I don't really understand how you judge this kind of thing. It's subjective, understand? If I think it is, then it is naturally so."

"Oh, so I'm not the only one who has this idea, right? For example, the super killer of my older brother?" Huaying hoped to pick up the pistol on the ground and pull the trigger at Yingsheng.

Click——

Naturally, there were no bullets left in it.

However, Yingsheng rolled his eyes and fell down on the spot.

Huaying hoped that the corners of her lips would slightly rise, but then immediately deflate, and she ran to the sofa and squeezed together with Yingsheng.

"Big brother abandoned me because of that person. She is much more capable than me. Compared to her, I can't help big brother at all."

"If I just treat you as a tool, I won't abandon you even if I find someone better." Yingsheng poked her forehead, "The main reason is that I can't give you a result. My girlfriend is Xiaolan."

Huaying Xiwang pouted, "Big brother, why are you saying such boring things?"

"...Yes, I'm starting to become boring. In the future, I'll become a social animal, bald, pot-bellied, wearing a cheap suit, walking around the cubicle with a Starbucks in hand, and discussing with people dressed like me which nightclub to go to after get off work."

Yingsheng imagined himself in that state, touching his hair with one hand and rubbing his belly with the other, his eyes became lustful.

"Oh, it's a legal loli, that's great."

“Ahhhhhhhhh——!!!” Huaying Xiwang covered her ears and screamed, “Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could big brother become like that?!”

"Alas, there is nothing we can do about time..."

"No! There is a way!"

Huaying hoped to interrupt Yingsheng's sighs, her eyes lit up, "There is medicine A!"

"Brother, take one pill every time you turn 25 and subtract 10 years from your age. Wouldn't that keep you young forever?"

"..."

Yingsheng said speechlessly: "It seems that no matter how old the person who takes it is, it will always turn him into a child. And I don't have the blood of the Miyano family, I will die if I take it."

"If big brother really becomes like that, it's better to be dead than alive." Huaying curled her lips in hope, "If drug A can't kill big brother, then I'll help you. Big brother, where do you want to die?"

"I want to die under the last cherry tree in the world, provided that I want to die." Yingsheng spread his hands, "I might become an immortal, and you will be the first one to grow old."

"Humph, maybe I won't live to see that day."

Huaying hopes to point the gun at her own temple, pull the trigger, and do the dubbing.

"boom!"

"If one day I feel it's about time, I might just die. Big brother can help me, too. If you find a place that's most suitable for me to die, be sure to tell me."

"……Fine."

Yingsheng stood up and walked towards the room with the sign of the research laboratory. "How did you get here?"

"three."

"what?"

"two."

Yingsheng pushed open the door of the laboratory with doubts, and when Huaying Xiwang said "one", he understood what she meant.

"So you came here with Dr. Aso. I didn't expect you two were still in touch."

In front of a computer with data jumping on it, Asai Narimi, wearing a white coat, turned around and a smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Shuiyue."

"Thank you for your help, Aso..."

"Just call me Chengshi."

"Sorry, thank you Doctor Chengshi."

Yingsheng followed suit, and while Asai Narimi continued to look at the data on the computer, he leaned over and whispered in Hanaying Xiwang's ear.

"You didn't do anything bad, did you? I feel like his face is more feminine than before."

"Really?" Huaying tilted her head. "Maybe her makeup skills have improved. Big brother, don't interfere with other people's personal hobbies."

"Haha, I'm not that old-fashioned." Yingsheng looked up at Xiao Ai who was looking at them with her chin in her hand, "I'm sorry to bother you during this period of time. I hope you are mentally ill like me and have a certificate from the hospital."

Xiao Ai: “…”

(End of this chapter)