Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 411: Use my spirit to combine with Qingzi's soul!
When the screen came back on, it only showed some information about the experiment.

In addition to what Noah's Ark had said to Yingsheng before, it also included the continuation of Vermouth's previous thinking, and why it was possible to make reasonable calculations to this point.

the reason is simple.

Vermouth didn't have much hope that she could survive. What she looked forward to most was spending the last few hours with Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi.

In addition, her limited consciousness would soon be exhausted, and heading towards the most anticipated death in illusion was undoubtedly the most appropriate way.

Noah's Ark therefore assisted with some of the computing power, otherwise the scene after Vermouth's death would not have been so realistic.

After all, she had never been to Kiyomizu-dera Temple.

"what a pity."

After reading the explanation, Chiso Aoyagi called Ai to ask whether Vermouth's body still had value.

After Haibara Ai said in a complicated tone that there was no need to desecrate the body, Aoyagi Chiso looked at Xiaolan.

"If you want to cremate her, it's best to monitor the whole process to avoid someone replacing her with someone else."

Xiaolan nodded and looked at a suspicious person.

Amuro Toru looked calm, "For scientific research, can we take some samples? It won't damage the integrity of the remains."

Xiaolan did not refuse this reasonable request.

Besides, she actually had no legal control over Vermouth's body, and she didn't want her body to be desecrated, she just did it out of sympathy.

Five twenty in the morning.

After a phone call from Tomoko Suzuki, Vermouth cut in line and entered the overtime cremation queue at the crematorium.

As everyone watched, her face looked peaceful as if she was just sleeping, and she slowly followed the conveyor belt into the flames.

The fire that burned away all the causes and conditions of the world shone brightly, and for the last time, her golden hair reflected a brilliant light.

Then, it was completely engulfed by the flames.

In the other ward, Huihara Ai also saw the scene in the crematorium through the ocean buoy.

The flames that enveloped Vermouth at this moment and the flames that enveloped herself a month ago merged into one in her eyes, gradually burning away all the past grudges.

On the American island, Elena Miyano also saw this scene on the computer.

Moreover, under the illumination of the fire, they saw the fire in the research institute eighteen years ago, the fire that almost wiped out the lives of all the descendants of the Miyano family.

Invisible smoke filled the air all around. Between the sea and the land hundreds of miles apart, Miyano mother and daughter slowly closed their eyes.

Everything in the past is over.

After a while, Haibara Ai suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Aoyagi Chiso who was holding Yuzukyo Kiyoko.

"Does Shuiyue-kun have any new ideas?"

"There is one last scenario. Master is not sure whether it will succeed. From now on, I need absolute silence. No one is allowed to approach the lounge." Qingliu Qiansu said.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Xiao Ai asked hurriedly.

"You've done enough, go to bed."

Chiso Aoyagi put down all her electronic devices, carried Kiyoko out of the ward and went to the lounge.

After she put Qingzi on the sofa, she went out and put down a "Do Not Disturb" sign at the front of the aisle, then came back, helped Qingzi sit up straight, and sat down opposite her.

"Are you satisfied with Vermouth's death?"

"Death is the end, there is no such thing as satisfaction or dissatisfaction." Qingzi smiled, "As for letting her have the final peace, in addition to Ying's kindness, it is also because funerals are never for the dead, but for the living to see."

"Yes, the living suffer and the dead are at peace, and this has been the case since ancient times." Aoyagi Chisou said, "Your mother's body is now stored in the Kyoto Central Funeral Home. The police have contacted me to claim it. What do you think about this?"

"You were the one who disguised yourself as me at Teitan High School?"

"Yes, at that time I was Asai Narimi in disguise."

"No wonder, you seem to be in touch with Hotaru at all times, and you have a unique way of communication that no one else can discover?" Kiyoko asked.

"We do understand each other very well, and you will have a clearer understanding of this later. Now I need to make sure that you have no regrets about reality and that your mental state is stable enough before we can proceed to the next step." said Aoyagi Chisou.

"Hmm... I don't quite understand."

Kiyoko frowned and thought for a few seconds. "If we talk about regrets, there shouldn't be any, except for Hotaru. Because of the incident between Dad and Kabukicho, Mom couldn't escape the temptation of gambling and ended up dying at the hands of the gang. We didn't even have to do anything about it. This is actually the happiest ending for me."

"What about Nakatani Fumizumi? After all, he was the first person you thought of after your master proposed the deal." Aoyagi Chiso said.

"He's a good man." Qingzi smiled.

"Sorry, one last question. Can you trust the Master wholeheartedly and reveal all your memories, emotions, cognition, and even your soul to him?"

Qingzi was silent for a long time, and shook her head gently, "I don't know, maybe, what's the point of this?"

"It makes sense, anyway, look me in the eyes."

As Qing Liu Qian Su's words fell, they lightly touched the bud in her heart, and her eyes instantly became empty and lifeless.

Qingzi looked into her eyes, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, not understanding what she meant.

But in the next second, Qingliu Qiansu's eyes suddenly glowed with a color similar to before but undoubtedly brighter, as dazzling as the North Star in the sky, breathtaking to see.

"firefly?"

Qingzi blurted out the words almost subconsciously, her soft voice full of disbelief.

"It's me, Qingzi. I'm sorry that there is not enough time. I can't come back in person, so I can only use this method to see you." Aoyagi Chisu made a firefly-like voice from her mouth.

"This..." Qingzi was completely confused, "What on earth is going on? Is Yaoguang your clone?"

"You can roughly understand it this way. Yaoguang cannot maintain this state for a long time. Time is running out. You must do as she said and trust me 100%. Reveal your soul to me and let me imprint your consciousness with my spirit."

"Spiritual imprinting of consciousness?" Qingzi was increasingly unable to understand.

"Anyway, open up everything to me, Kiyoko."

Yingsheng, who was far away on an island in the United States, sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes slightly closed. As he thought about it, five points of love flowed out.

[Use skills: delusion]

The underlying logic of this skill is to allow the target to see the image that he or she desires most in his or her subconscious mind.

When Qing Yan Qian Su was born, her subconscious and conscious minds were mixed together and everything was blank. Ying Sheng used this skill to connect her thoughts and created a monster.

Now, Qingzi's mind is certainly not blank.

If Yingsheng wants to deeply connect with her thinking and achieve his idea, in addition to increasing the amount of love he invests, he also needs Qingzi's own cooperation.

No.

It can't even be called cooperation.

Because "cooperation" also involves the thinking of "self-awareness", what she needs to do is to let go 100% and open her existence to Yingsheng and even to the whole world.

With an indescribable perception, Yingsheng could vaguely sense that the first attempt was not successful.

Selflessness is too difficult for ordinary people.

But because of Qingzi's inner desire, in her eyes, the person sitting opposite her has truly become Yingsheng.

"firefly……"

She murmured softly.

Yingsheng walked to her side and gently held her hand. His slightly trembling fingertips were as cold as ice.

His gaze never shifted for a moment, always like a mirror reflecting the lavender moon in her eyes.

"Qingzi, you are about to die." Yingsheng said softly.

"Yes, I am going to die..."

Qingzi's voice was like a candle flame swaying in the wind, weak and erratic, as if it would go out in the next moment.

However, there was such a gentle smile on her lips. "It's great to see you at the end. I've always wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

"you……"

"Actually remember the past."

Yingsheng's fingertips gently stroked the scattered bangs on her forehead, his eyes gentle, "Qingzi, do you believe that humans have souls?"

"Probably." Qingzi said.

"Then what I want to do now is to accommodate your soul with my own spirit." Yingsheng lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips which were as crystal clear and fragile as ice and snow.

"Kyoko."

"Your voice, your smile, your tears."

"Your desire, your pain, your joy."

"The deepest struggle and tenderness in your heart, the secrets you have never told anyone."

"The essence of your 'self' existence, your entire soul, and all your obsessions with this world."

“I’ll take them all.”

"The death of the body is only the breaking of the container. Your soul will not disappear, but will transcend individual existence and completely merge with my consciousness."

"I will no longer be just Mizuki Hotaru, but also you, Xuesong Kiyoko."

"Maybe we can call it something else then, like 'I' or something like that, another me or something like that."

"In short, I think there is no closer relationship in the world than this."

"From now on, we will never be separated again."

"Qingzi, trust me."

Yingsheng's voice was deep and peaceful, as if it was not coming from the air beside her ears, but emerging from the depths of her consciousness.

There was a dreamy blur in Qingzi's eyes, but she was still hesitant in her heart.

"What Ying means is that you want to induce a split personality in yourself, to create a..."

"I?"

Even though her consciousness was already quite hazy at this time, her remaining rationality still made her feel that this kind of thing was too unrealistic.

Or……

"That me, is that me?" she asked softly.

"This is not just a simulation of personality, but a connection and carrier of the mind and even the soul." Yingsheng said, "Human individuality is only a temporary appearance. Real life exists in the intersection and fusion of consciousness."

“This integration with the world and society begins from the first second a human is born.”

"But at this moment, it's more with you."

"I won't let you disappear, Kiyoko."

"Absolutely not."

Qingzi was silent for a long time, then slowly pushed away Yingsheng's hand, her voice as light as the breeze.

"No, just let me die like this."

"I know what you are worried about, but please believe me." Yingsheng held Qingzi's face with one hand and let her continue to look directly into his eyes. "You are worried that this will cause trouble to my personality and make my mental problems worse, right?"

Qingzi sighed softly, "Your mind is unstable to begin with. I don't know what you can do, but if you accept me, will you... still be yourself?"

Yingsheng's eyes were still gentle and firm, "Maybe you are right, I will be influenced by you."

“But I don’t think that’s a problem.”

“Self is not a fixed concept. It is constantly changing and developing. From birth to death, every person we meet and every experience we have is constantly changing us.”

"Same to you, Kiyoko."

"Your personality will not destroy me, but enrich me and make me transcend my isolated self."

"Just like what is said in ancient Greek mythology, I am incomplete now. After my spirit merges with yours, I will become a more complete existence."

“Maybe I will no longer be the person I was in the past, but I will definitely be the more expected and perfect person I am now.”

"Yesterday I died, today I live."

"Why should you be afraid of change, Kiyoko?"

Qingzi remained silent.

Yingsheng did not speak again, but just waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but Qingzi finally whispered, "Why?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because I'm a mental patient." Yingsheng said with a smile.

"Have you ever loved me?"

“I don’t think this should be a problem.”

Yingsheng kissed her lips again, and they separated after a long time, with crystal threads and eyes like stars at night.

"I understand, Qingzi, I understand everything."

"I know your deepest vulnerabilities. I know your deepest fears."

"You must have suspected that I dislike you."

"I'm sorry, given your current physical condition, I won't have the chance to prove it to you again."

"So, give me a chance, okay?"

"Let me into your heart."

Qingzi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and a few traces of blood appeared on her icy face.

She even wanted to scream hysterically.

But under Yingsheng's gentle gaze, she finally just closed her eyes, and a little crystal fell from the corner of her eyes.

"Why...why now..."

She kept murmuring.

Yingsheng just hugged her gently without saying anything.

At this moment, language is pale and powerless.

Time flowed gently until Qingzi suddenly couldn't stop coughing violently, dotted the white marble coffee table with a few bright red spots, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Yingsheng took a deep breath and slowly pushed Qingzi away.

"Trust me," he said.

Qingzi smiled brightly on her bloodstained lips, "Of course I believe you, but what should I do?"

"Do you know Narcissus?" Yingsheng asked.

"I understand. I need to open up everything about me to you, just as I open up to myself." Qingzi said, "You have always doubted that I can control my emotions. Now I tell you that it is true, but you are the exception."

Qingzi's eyes became blurred again, and a layer of wet mist appeared on the pale purple crystal that was about to break.

Yingsheng smiled and his spirit shattered.

"Indeed, we are the same kind, Miss Moon, you did it."

[Love -10, Use Skill: Transformation]

(End of this chapter)