Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 406 Yingsheng's Farewell to Everyone
Inside the ward, several people's faces froze.

On the other end of the phone, everyone's eyes lit up.

It would be better if we died together.

Now they are the ones who benefit the most!
"Also, Bourbon," said Aoyagi Chisou, "Master has verified that the person who has been informing Karasuma Renya is you. The evidence will be there in the next second."

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!!”

A violent and sharp electric current exploded deep in the ear hole. Even though Toru Amuro was prepared, he couldn't help but twist his face and cover his ears, with blood oozing from between his fingers.

"Master quite recognizes your determination and courage to sink into darkness as an undercover police officer. You suddenly did this, probably to avenge Yuya Kazami, or perhaps there was a hint from above." Aoyagi Chiso said, "You are very good."

"We failed in this regard because of our lack of consideration. It has nothing to do with you or anyone else."

"But out of my own sensibility, I will kill you before I commit suicide. I hope you can understand."

"Heh, you two are really inhuman monsters." Amuro Toru wiped the blood off his shirt and reached for the pistol with his hand, "There's no need to go through so much trouble..."

"You don't have to commit suicide. You can hide. I won't vent my anger on others. I will only look for you for seven days at most. It will be boring if it's longer." Qingliu Qiansu interrupted.

Amuro Toru was silent for a few breaths and hung up the phone.

"I am waiting for you."

Karasuma Renya is dead and the organization is destroyed.

Liuying is about to die. No matter how ambitious he was, his business empire collapsed before it even began to be built.

it's all over.

In the ward, Xiaolan slowly closed her eyes, and the hand holding Vermouth trembled slightly.

The phone suddenly rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Xiaolan didn't want to go and see it, but Asai Narimi, who was beside the bed, immediately answered the phone for her.

He thought it might be Yingsheng.

"Moshimoshi, can anyone hear me? The signal might not be very good in the sea."

It turned out to be Yingsheng.

"fraud……"

Xiaolan whispered.

"Yes, I said he would be fine. But an old monster who had lived for more than a hundred years just to live forever didn't even beg for mercy from me. The moment he saw me, he pulled the trigger and blew his own head off with a shotgun. Who could have thought of that?"

Yingsheng sighed.

"I'm starting to wonder if he's fake too. Mysticism is troublesome. I don't even know who I killed. Maybe he was just a stranger."

"But he is exactly the same as the image in the old lady's mind. The bodyguards around him are all top-notch fighters. I think that's correct."

"Anyway, that's what happened."

"I, Shuiyue Yingsheng, will die soon."

"It's a pity that it's only past three o'clock now. If it were an hour later, the double borders would overlap and it would definitely be very smooth."

"I'm sorry, but this is probably fate."

"I have nothing to regret. To be frank, tonight is the only night I feel I have truly lived in this world. Usually it's so boring that I want to sleep."

"Except when I'm with you, of course. It's just like the vacations I've had in the past. It feels great too."

"Although there seem to be too many idle people."

"What..." Xiaolan's eyes were filled with tears, but a gentle smile appeared on her face. "Didn't you say that you still have feelings for two people? They are not outsiders, right? Tell me."

"I'm very sorry. This was a secret before, and it's even more so now. I can't die and cause trouble for others." Yingsheng smiled, "Then, can you please, Lan, imprison Miss Lu for at least a month? She keeps saying she's committing suicide. She thinks she's Japanese."

"Miss Lu?"

Xiaolan looked at Aoyagi Chisou in confusion.

"Call me Yaoguang, Master. I'll change the term to say, 're-cultivation,'" Qing Liu Qian Su said, "Besides, Mao Lilan is definitely not my opponent."

"Okay, I can't control you now anyway, so I have to hurry up and call the others." Yingsheng sighed, "When Qingzi wakes up, tell her that I have never loved her."

"I think this might have the opposite effect. She really cares about you, Master." Qing Liu Qian Su said.

"Shut up, you're just going to get shot." Yingsheng said unhappily, "In the end..."

"Lan, I love you."

The tears could no longer be held back, and fell like the dense rain outside the window.

It is pouring, but it also looks particularly hazy...

"I love you too, Hotaru. Very much."

In the empty submarine cabin, Yingsheng lay on the soft crimson Victorian-style sofa and smiled slightly.

"Good night."

After that, hang up the phone.

He raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, then inserted his fingers into his throat and scratched it. After the wound healed quickly, he cleared his throat and dialed Sonoko's number, which was answered immediately.

"Hina, you are now..."

"Stop, time is limited, listen to me." Yingsheng said with a smile, "First of all, there is Karasuma Renya's huge fortune. There should be clues left on the computer in the submarine. Send someone to take over quickly, otherwise it will be snatched away soon."

"Although you can't eat alone after I die, but..."

"Forget it. You guys are better at exchanging benefits than I am. Anyway, please pay the wages to those who helped tonight."

"There's nothing else to say. Goodbye, you gullible, naive young lady."

The phone hung up again.

Hotaru actually wanted to ask Sonoko to help take care of Aida Masayo, but then he felt that Aida Masayo could take care of herself, and mentioning her would cause her unnecessary trouble, so he simply skipped the question and now doesn't even call her.

There is nothing in the first place, so why bother creating dust?

The next person to call was Hanakage Nozomi. She was working with the Sumiyoshi-kai tonight and had a general idea of ​​Hotaru's situation. She was crying loudly when the call was connected.

"Brother, I don't want you to die!"

"Don't you think that if I hope to die because of something like this, it only means that I'm a waste and not worth your sadness at all?" Yingsheng said with a smile.

"Eh???" Huaying hoped that her crying stopped for a few seconds, and she said in a muffled voice, "That's not the case. What do you want to talk to me about now, big brother?"

"Release the prisoner who has been in your house for a long time, and say sorry to her."

"Well...she's going to reveal something."

"Those things don't matter now, and I think she will cooperate. Of course, if you are unhappy, you can kill her." Yingsheng said.

"Oh, is Big Brother really going to die?"

"Can this be false?"

“But you are a god.”

"I've already said that the soul can barely be related, but the body is still mortal. Or you can just think of me as returning to heaven now."

"Um……"

"Bye, little lunatic, it's a pity that I didn't kill you."

Yingsheng hung up the phone again. There was no one he wanted to contact for the moment. He opened the chat history with Miss Liufeng on Skype, scrolled quickly, and then exited.

He still feels that he should not have gone to TEA HOUSE Minami-Aoyama main store that day.

But after quickly thinking about his week-long relationship with Kisaki Eri, he felt that he was quite qualified and did not feel any guilt or regret.

As for calling goodbye...

He should be sleeping soundly over there at this time, and suddenly telling people about this kind of thing will only add to their troubles.

just forget it.

But you can send a scheduled email at 7 o'clock tonight. Didn't she say that sleep is self-healing for adults? So go to bed early after reading the email.

"Honestly, dear, I don't care at all." He pressed the scheduled send button, and the burning pain in his body became even worse. It was the pain of genetic collapse that was like the fire of hell licking his soul, and his whole body began to tremble.

The border was about to arrive, Yingsheng felt a deep intoxication and squinted his eyes comfortably.

correct.

One last fun thing.

Yingsheng controlled his trembling fingers and dialed Koizumi Hongzi's number with difficulty.

"Hello, Miss Witch, can you call for a courier?"

"...To be honest, I don't see any chance for you to survive, but your fate clearly hasn't been interrupted. Why is that?" Koizumi Hongzi's tone remained the same as before.

"How should I know? Maybe an angel will come to save me later." Yingsheng said, "Let's get back to the point. You know space magic, right? Can you help me teleport something from home? It's not big, just a box."

"I can't do it. I wrote it in my notebook." Koizumi Hongzi said, "Without a magic circle, there is no way to stabilize the space channel. Even if I teleport directly, even if I am lucky enough to send the things to you, there will only be a pile of dregs left."

"But doesn't your notebook say that all we need to do is know the exact coordinates of the place of origin corresponding to reality?" Yingsheng asked.

"...Is this the mysterious confidence of a poor student? Why don't you try it? Without using a magic circle, just tell me your exact coordinates."

"Forehead……

This kind of thing seems to require at least telepathy, so please teach me how to draw a magic circle."

"...I admit that you are very talented in red magic, but drawing a magic circle requires a lot of precious materials, which you can't do now." Koizumi Hongzi said.

"I plan to draw the magic circle in my mind and then reflect it in reality. Anyway, spirit and matter are one, so maybe it will work." Yingsheng said.

"…Then let's give it a try."

Although Koizumi Hongzi thought this was impossible, since it was the request of the dying Hotaru, and she had nothing to do now, it didn't matter if she wasted some time.

Less than a minute later, in the living room of Room 2602 of Ian Apartment, Koizumi Hongzi snorted softly and picked up a glass cup with diamond-shaped patterns on the coffee table.

"If this perfunctory approach can succeed, I'll take your last name."

A crimson light flashed on the palm of her hand, and the next moment, the glass of water disappeared from her hand without a trace.

"Pa-ta-!"

A crisp shattering sound suddenly came from the speaker of the mobile phone. Koizumi Hongzi was stunned and quickly looked at the crystal ball on the coffee table.

Yingsheng looked at the broken glass on the ground in front of him and touched his chin. "Actually, my name is Koizumi Yingsheng."

"Hey, you're kidding!"

Miss Witch's eyes were full of surprise. "Are you some rare magic genius? Your inspiration is so high that it can touch the truth? This is too incredible. I have never seen such a situation even in books."

"Maybe it's because of Xuantian's blessing that he helped me send something. It's in the safe in the bedroom." Yingsheng said with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" Koizumi Hongzi stood up from the sofa and ran to the balcony, ready to take off at any time. "Since I can use teleportation magic to send things to you, aren't you saved? Where is the research institute? I'll be there right away!"

Yingsheng sighed, "Unfortunately, it probably won't work. Vermouth is already screaming, and it seems to be even more miserable than before."

"This... that little girl failed?"

Standing under the somewhat dry wisteria trellis, Koizumi Hongzi looked at the bright neon lights below with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Ai is definitely a talented person, but the time is too short after all, and it is possible that Karasuma Renya set up interference factors. It's not her fault." Hotaru said.

Koizumi Hongzi pursed her lips and said, "Screaming doesn't necessarily mean you'll die. Maybe good medicine tastes bitter."

"I'll secretly let you listen to the live broadcast."

As soon as Yingsheng finished speaking, Koizumi Hongzi heard Huiyuan Ai's trembling voice:
"This is a chain reaction, this is a trap... The genetic collapse is irreversible. In five hours, Vermouth will not lose consciousness again, but she can only live for another five hours at most. She... her life is burning and cannot be stopped."

There was dead silence in the ward.

Except for the groans and moans that Vermouth could not stop even though she was trying to endure it.

Aoyagi Chisou suddenly spoke up: "Karasuma Renya knows that you are with us and understands your past research ideas, so we can set traps accordingly. Also, time is too tight, and we put too much pressure on you. Sorry, this is not your fault."

Naturally, Haibara Ai could not accept this statement. She stood there in a daze, shaking uncontrollably, her heart almost broken.

"Vermouth deserves to die. She has tried to kill you many times before." Aoyagi Chisu said again.

Haibara Ai remained indifferent.

Xuesong Qingzi's frail body was also shaking constantly, but she regained consciousness after all, and now she smiled gently.

"Young lady, I'm not a good person either. Don't blame yourself too much. Besides, there are still five hours left. Maybe you can develop a new antidote during this time?"

"No, it's impossible."

Huiyuan Ai murmured in a low voice with a dim look in her eyes, "Even if we find the real antidote now, it will be useless if you take it. You can't stop..."

"What about taking APTX-4869?" Xiaolan asked.

Haibara Ai shook her head like an old puppet, looking distraught and not saying a word.

"If it weren't for you, they would have died earlier. Now they have five more hours of life. They need to thank you." Aoyagi Chiso's hand finally let go of Kiyoko's forehead. She walked to Haibara Ai, squatted down, and hooked her chin with her index finger.

Haibara had no choice but to look into Aoyagi Chisou's eyes which were as dark and deep as the night sky.

"Life and death are determined by fate. Just do your best. Even if you cannot save them, if a fourth person is attacked by the genetic virus in the future, you will not be as helpless as you are now." Qingliu Qiansu's tone was as calm as ever.

The scattered vision gradually gathered. Huihara Ai nodded heavily, lowered her head and did not dare to look at Qingzi and the other person's hospital beds. She just bowed to each of them, pursed her lips, and turned to leave.

"I told you that you shouldn't have any expectations of Shirley," Vermouth said weakly.

"Palm mouth."

Qingliu Qiansu turned around, and her condescending gaze contained a arrogance that no one had ever seen before.

Vermouth was stunned for a moment, but since she was going to die anyway, she soon smiled, raised her hand tremblingly, and gently stroked her face.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lu, you really are..."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-!
Gunshots suddenly rang out, and under the incredulous gazes of everyone, Aoyagi Chisou emptied the entire magazine into Vermouth's chest with an indifferent look in her eyes.

"Who are you to talk to me like that?"

Qingliu Qiansu casually threw a Qingli Resurrection Pill into her mouth and looked at Qingzi.

"It's a good thing that Vermouth didn't die immediately. In the next five hours, you can impose any punishment on her to avenge what happened in Kabukicho."

Qingzi turned her head to look at Vermouth, whose face was as pale as paper. "Actually, that time was not so bad. After all, I didn't die, and she has already suffered the most extreme pain in the world. What is there to retaliate against?"

"The physical pain has reached its limit, and there is also mental pain. Doesn't she still have someone she cares about?"

"Ok?"

After she said this, everyone in the ward felt the air become sticky, and their eyes turned different.

Qing Yanagi Chisou slowly changed the magazine, aimed at Xiaolan's head, and said calmly: "Angel and Cool Guy of Vermouth, if they are killed in front of her, it will probably be a good punishment, what do you think?"

"Ms. Lan is Ying's beloved." Qingzi said with a smile.

"This is just Master's idea. I don't think so. As long as you nod, she will die immediately."

Kiyoko shook her head slightly, "Is Hotaru dead? We should at least respect his wishes."

"It's up to you. Anyway, I think that tolerance before death is the most stupid thing. Aren't you afraid that your soul will not be able to rest in peace?" Qing Liu Qian Su put away the gun and looked at Xiao Lan, "Are you dissatisfied with me? How about going out to compete?"

"I know I'm no match for you, and I also know that you're upset because of Ying's death." Xiaolan stood up with a calm face, "If you can give up suicide after venting your anger, I'm willing to fight you."

"Oh, you have learned something." Qing Liu Qian Su turned and walked out. "I will give you one last word. Admiration is the feeling farthest from understanding."

"Goodbye, everyone."

The ward fell silent again.

At the same time, Yingsheng had climbed to the top of the submarine that had surfaced, holding a piece of shiny and tempting heart-shaped chocolate in his hand, and looking at the bright moon in the sky amid the sound of empty waves.

"Come to think of it, according to your divination, I ate chocolate on a moonlit night. Could it be that it is part of fate now?"

"Indeed, so I think you won't die, but your life flame is about to be extinguished. I don't understand it at all."

Koizumi Hongzi's voice sounded through the loudspeaker, sounding somewhat emotional and unhappy.

(End of this chapter)