Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 839 Will it respond if you call it?

Is that a Stradivarius? Of course it is.

Fresh and hot, a Stradivarius just taken out from the halls of Shitara Gensaburo.

According to Tang Ze's estimation, it is hard to say whether the Shitara family can gain anything else tonight, but this piano is enough.

Before the afternoon banquet began, Asai Narimi took out a sword from the hall, which came from the hall of Shitara Ayane, who was in a bad mental state at the time.

Out of some almost paranoid obsession, when Yuga Kyosuke knew that their abilities could not only make the evil people lose their distorted personalities and repent for their past, but also repair the cracks in the soul and allow people with mental problems to recover successfully, he immediately made a request, hoping to wake up the mentally confused Shitara Ayane.

He was seeking revenge and hoped to see the expressions of fear and regret on his enemies' faces. If possible, he hoped that they would be as sober as possible instead of dying in a dream.

Because its shape was a bit strange, Kyosuke Yuga had some psychological barriers to using it, so he didn't choose to use it in the end.

Tang Ze could understand his choice. After all, anyone who saw a baby doll of a somewhat strange design turned into a piano in front of him would find it difficult not to look at the piano with tinted glasses.

Anyway, according to Asai Narimi's description, even if there was no rumor of a curse on this piano in the past, after seeing this scene, you would rather believe that it did.

Kyosuke Hanega walked onto the stage step by step, carrying the piano that came from the soul of the dead. The lights in the venue dimmed and the venue once again entered a mode that allowed people to concentrate on watching the performance.

Kogoro Maori frowned instinctively.

An accident just happened in the dark. A conductor who was still full of energy before the lights were turned off fell to the ground unconscious during a piece of music. Now, he instinctively felt uneasy and uncomfortable when he had to enter such an environment again.

"Do we have to turn off the lights?" He whispered to Renki Shitara beside him, "The guests here are not in the mood to appreciate it carefully, right?"

Standing in a hall where someone has just died and the blood has not yet been cleaned up, who can really treat this as a concert and concentrate on enjoying the charm of music?
Shitara Renxi clenched her hands, looking even more uneasy than him: "No, this, this doesn't conform to the procedures. There should be no one operating the lighting control in the backstage..."

Even for simple lighting arrangements and operations, this kind of stage effect that matches the performance still needs to be edited by a lighting engineer and uniformly controlled by the console. With someone dead on stage, even the most carefree lighting engineer should know that the performance tonight cannot continue. How could he continue to stay backstage and calmly adjust the lights?

While Kogoro Mouri was still in a daze, Conan immediately stood up and ran towards the room on the side of the hall.

If that's the case, then what's currently in the background...

The commotion in the audience had nothing to do with Yuga Kyosuke, who was already standing in the spotlight.

He placed the violin on his shoulder and lowered his eyes to look at the violin that was emitting a lustrous luster under the light.

It is not the real one, but the harp that was like a miracle in Shitara Gensaburo's memory thirty years ago.

So if we have to talk about its condition, it might be better than the original instrument that was unfortunately forced to remain silent in the storage room for thirty years. Just by touching its elegant and smooth body, one can feel a wonderful and thorough rhythm.

Is this a good thing among countless regrets? Yuga Kyosuke is not sure.

However, in his original plan, there would be a blood-stained fake piano that would be shattered to pieces as the next victim fell to the ground. Now, after receiving their "gift", it was even more so.

He closed his eyes gently and began to play.

A beautiful and smooth sound was heard, and Xingchuan Hui, who was leaning against the backstage console, pushed the push rod on the panel again according to the pre-arranged order.

The last few faint lights in the hall were completely extinguished, and the hall fell into a darkness even more thorough than before. The only people left were Yuga Kyosuke, who seemed to be emitting points of light, standing in the light, and the piano in his hand.

Tang Ze raised his hand and covered his eyes to avoid attracting anyone's attention to the possible light he emitted.

Yuga Kyosuke closed his eyes and played the piano, his thoughts slowly returning to this moment a year ago and two years ago.

Asai Narimi told him that his ability might be related to telling the truth, and that he did not need their assistance for the subsequent revenge. As long as he could master this ability more accurately and use it on others, even if he was alone, he could complete all the arrangements perfectly.

Hanega Kyosuke originally thought that this would be difficult, but the moment he stood in front of Shitara Eimi and Shitara Kyouto and heard the truth from their mouths, it almost shattered all his past cognition. That feeling of the world collapsing is something that no one wants to experience a second time.

However, when the piano sounded, his thoughts involuntarily flowed along with the precise and smooth scale, flowing to the moments when he heard this piece of music every time, those relatives standing in front of the stage with their eyes closed in silence, and the expressions on their faces that were difficult to tell whether true or false.

The bloodstains were cleaned up and the damaged railings were rebuilt, but the old rotten smell had already taken root and was difficult to erase.

When did he first hear this piece of music? It seemed to be at his father's funeral.

This unfinished self-pity piece by Mozart was originally a gentle piano piece, but it sounded so deafening to his young ears.

It was deafening, like... those moments...

After his mind was completely absorbed in the piano music, the next second, Shitara Ayane, who had been sitting in the audience and watching the performance of Yuga Kyosuke as if in a dream, stood up in a daze and staggered onto the stairs.

The two thieves, who were using their respective abilities to enhance the appeal of the music and weaken Shitara Ayane's spiritual will, stopped their actions at the same time.

In the darkness, Shitara Ayane quietly walked up dozens of steps, bypassed the empty second-floor corridor, and walked to the side of the railing.

With a "bang", Conan found the location of the control console and pushed open the closed door.

The room was empty. Xingchuan Hui, who had noticed his movements, had already left before him, lurking in the shadows.

Conan didn't care about all that. He turned on the flashlight on his watch, leaned over the console to check the operation labels on each push rod, and quickly found the main valve of the light and pushed it all the way to the bottom.

The "Requiem" outside the venue happened to be coming to an end, and in the lingering sound of the piano, the hall was filled with light again.

When Haga Kyosuke raised the bow, the sound of Shitara Ayane crying rang out almost immediately.

He turned around and looked towards the direction where the sound came from, and saw Shitara Ayane looking at him with a longing, painful and crazy look in her eyes as she held the violin.

"Surrender, surrender... my child..."

"Ayane, what are you doing! Put the piano down?!" When the lights came on, Shitara Choichiro shouted when he found that his wife across the table had disappeared, but his hand was honestly pressed on his chest, as if he was prepared for something to happen.

Not only Diao Yilang, but everyone else in the hall screamed in fear.

The position where Shitara Ayane was standing and her current posture looked too dangerous. She was standing on the protruding balcony on the corridor railing used to display decorations, leaning forward and almost losing her balance.

"Aunt..." Yuga Kyosuke turned around and stared at her with complicated eyes.

He once respected this kind elder. Having lost his parents, he envied Jiangren very much for having such a good mother who loved him infinitely and could compete with her husband and even the family for him.

However, this admirable quality is the real reason why she became a ghost. How should he face this reality?

"Tanjiro." Before the people who rushed over in a hurry to rescue her, Shitara Ayane's expression suddenly returned to normal, and she shouted to Yuga Kyosuke in a calm tone, "When I arrived, you had already fallen to the ground. I was very panicked, and so was Jiangren. But Choichiro said that now the koto truly belongs to us. I wanted to refute, but Jiangren's expression, his expression..."

Perhaps because of her change of heart, tears welled up in Shitara Ayane's eyes as she regained some of her normal sense of right and wrong.

Yuga Kyosuke knew that she also regarded him as her father, and looked at her with a complicated and incomprehensible look.

Shitara Choichiro fell into a trance. At that time, Shitara Kyouto was only sixteen or seventeen years old, an immature child who was frightened by the sudden situation. Faced with such a father and son, Shitara Ayane could not disobey them.

In comparison, she seemed to be less guilty as she was not the decision maker, but after hearing her crying and her confession to Danjiro, Yuga Kyosuke still couldn't say words like forgiveness or understanding.

After all, the person who had the power to forgive them and understand them has been dead for thirty years.

So he just stood there with the piano in his hand, without giving any response, still staring coldly at her body that was about to fall.

"sorry."

Shitara Ayane let out one last low sob, then fell over the edge of the railing and landed headfirst on the hard, white marble.

"Ah ah--"

"Grandma?! Ahhh..."

"Where's the ambulance? Call an ambulance..."

"Oh my god, that piano, that piano..."

Conan, who was also rushing forward eagerly, widened his eyes. The body of the guitar slipped out of Shitara Ayane's arms and broke on the hard marble surface, and the broken strings made a sharp cracking sound.

"Oh my God..." The parts of the violin flew to her feet. Seeing this priceless violin destroyed before her eyes, Mao Lilan, who still had the strength to hold on to Shitara Renki, couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Having lost her control, Renxi Shitara rushed towards her grandmother who had fallen to the ground, reached out her hand to touch her bloody face, and finally broke down and burst into tears.

Of course, Shitara Choichiro also rushed over quickly. His decayed body seemed to have suddenly gained tremendous strength. He did not look like a dying old man at all. He ran to the place where Shitara Ayane fell in a few steps.

However, the person he reached out to touch was not his dying wife. Instead, he tried to pick up the violin fragments on the ground with trembling hands.

"Stradivari, my violin, my things..."

Despite such a tragedy happening before his eyes, Yuga Kyosuke still stood on the stage without moving.

He looked at Shitara Choichiro who was kneeling beside the piano and asked softly, "Why did she say sorry to my father? And what she just said..."

Holding the shapeless body of the piano in his arms, Shitara Choichirō's body stiffened. Without turning back to look at his nephew who asked the question, he began to breathe heavily.

Even at this point, even though so many lives had been lost because of this guitar, he still couldn't tell the truth to the victim's children who should theoretically own the guitar.

Yuga Kyosuke tightened his grip on the violin and closed his eyes.

Is it so difficult to just want to hear an explanation, to hear him tell you in person what he did before he dies?

Can a truly amazing piano make people give up their humanity and sacrifice the lives of their loved ones just to possess it?

A faint golden light fluttered in his eyes. Yuga Xiangsuke exhaled and said coldly: "Don't cry, that's a fake."

"What? But this piano was given to me by my grandma..." Shitara Renxi suddenly raised her head and wanted to refute, but after seeing Yuga Kyosuke's expression, she stopped talking and was speechless.

Yes, after this guitar was taken out, it was handed over to Yuga Kyosuke for calibration. It was only after he completed the tuning that it came into her hands.

If anyone really had the chance to replace it, Kyosuke Haga would undoubtedly be one of them.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Shitara Choichiro's expression immediately twisted, "I've heard it, I'm familiar with its tone——"

"Of course it's possible. After all, this is the imitation you tried so hard to make to deceive my father. If it's not made similar enough, how can you hide it from others?" Yuga Kyosuke interrupted him, "My father can hear it, but you can't. Doesn't this mean that you don't deserve to own it?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Shitara Choichiro didn't know what he said was irritating him. He stood up from the ground regardless of his fragile body. "That's my piano! You are just a thief and a liar..."

As he spoke, his cloudy eyes were fixed on Yuga Kyosuke's hand.

Only when he stood at such a close distance could he finally see clearly what the violin that Yuga Kyosuke brought with him looked like.

Thinking of Hanega Kyosuke's claim that he had replaced the authentic violin, his eyes suddenly widened with anger and he rushed over, completely ignoring the panicked and stunned gazes of the guests and his old wife who was stopping breathing, staring straight at Kyosuke's violin in his hand.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me, you greedy bastard..."

Hanega Kyosuke took a few steps back, avoiding Choichiro's steps which were not fast at all, jumped off the platform, and returned to Asai Narimi.

Asai Narumi silently bent down and handed the other two guitar cases in the package at his feet to Hanega Kyosuke.

Yuga Kyosuke lifted the handles of the two violin cases, shook open the lids, revealing the two violins tightly fitted in the velvet, and sneered.

"Since you said this is your piano, then you can identify it. If you can identify which one it is, I will return it to you. How about that?"

(End of this chapter)