Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the woods, Fu Huashi kicked stones, looked at the full moon covered by dark clouds in the night sky, and thought about something.

"Fuhuashi, all the targets are dead. Although it's very unpleasant, it feels so relaxing. I don't have to do anything."

"Oh, now that everything is fine, notify Gin and we'll go back tomorrow." Fu Huashi kicked the stone into the dark grass, with a heavy heart.

"Then I'll go back to the hotel first." Tequila looked at him in confusion. What's wrong with this guy today? It's so strange.

After Tequila left, Fu Huashi looked in the direction of the village office. The smoke covered his deep eyes like a cold pond. He looked at a long golden river in the sky, and a myriad of threads connected everyone. . .

In the village office, Conan used an anesthetic needle to knock Kogoro Mouri down again, adjusted the recording, called everyone in the hall together, and started his reasoning show.

Fu Huashi came again by feeling the wall (it's the third time today...). Inspector Megure was about to leave with the non-murderer in the house as usual, but as a procedural move, the voice of Kogoro Mouri appeared.

Maori Kogoro's voice came from the radio: "Officer, I already know the truth. I know the whole truth about the Tsukikage Island murder case."

Fu Huashi: Yay, I actually caught up with the mystery show.

(For the following mystery show, please watch TV episode 12 "Moonlight")

yawn~ Fu Huashi rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned. She looked at the policemen in the house who were still listening to the reasoning show attentively, sometimes being surprised and sometimes suddenly realizing.

I'm really curious about how they can keep listening to the stories day after day, year after year. They can still listen to more than 20 episodes of reasoning over 1000 years with great interest, but I get bored after listening to them twice.

Asai Narimi, after his identity as a cross-dresser was revealed, he lowered his head, as if he had made up his mind, and ran out while everyone was listening to his reasoning attentively.

After hearing the explanation, the police turned around and saw that the place where Asai Narimi was had turned into a dotted line and air. He was stunned for a second... Where is he? !

Fu Huashi rolled her eyes. She really didn’t know what the police in the science world were thinking. They were only concerned with listening to the detective’s long speeches. What if the murderer refused to cooperate and listen to the detective’s story?

Hey, the police have such vigilance, and they can still control Tokyo, which has the highest crime rate in the world. If it weren’t for the help of the culprit Conan, it would have been overturned long ago...

Conan in the broadcasting studio, after learning that Asai Narimi had escaped, quickly understood where he was going and rushed downstairs with the music score.

Fu Huashi, who was outside the house, saw the flames starting to burn in the community center in the distance, and she made up her mind and ran over.

When everyone arrived, the community center was already engulfed in flames, with thick smoke rising. In the bright firelight, Asai Narumi was leisurely playing a tune on the piano.

"it's all over."

"It's not over yet! You can't die." Conan walked into the burning piano room holding the music score.

"Conan?"

"Isn't it clearly written in the music score your father left behind: Chengshi, you have to live well on your own." Conan said with a childish smile.

Asai Narimi sighed and shook his head, "If I had found this suicide note earlier, I probably wouldn't have done that."

Perhaps the fire brought back his memories, perhaps he said goodbye to the past completely, or perhaps he was lamenting his fate, Asai Narimi gradually revealed his past to Conan.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and Asai Narumi began to choke and cough as he spoke.

Conan pulled his clothes anxiously: "Okay, let's go out first, there's still time!"

The tears in Asai Chengmi's eyes grew more and more, and he smiled helplessly, "It's too late."

Asai Narimi picked up Conan and smiled bitterly, "You and he both wanted to save me, but unfortunately, my hands are covered in blood just like those four people."

Asai Narimi smiled, made up his mind, and threw Conan out with determination.

Conan fell to the ground after breaking out of the window. He wanted to rush back, but Xiaolan grabbed his hand and said, "No!"

"Let me go!"

At this time, a thrilling piano sound came from the community center. This was the favorite song of Asai Narimi's father, and also his funeral song - "Moonlight".

Conan and Xiaolan stopped and looked at the fire that was completely out of control, listening quietly with regret.

In the piano room surrounded by flames, Asai Narimi was ready to accept his own death calmly. Outside the collapsed door, a dark shadow stepped in little by little from the flames.

He was obviously dressed in black, but he looked unusually bright in the red flames. His suit began to catch fire and the monocle on his face shattered.

"It's you?"

"Hehe, come with me quickly, there's still time!" Fu Huashi said with difficulty, holding on to the wall. His hands were already burned.

Asai Narimi shook his head. "It's useless. This is my fate."

"you……"

Asai Narimi looked at the burning music score on the ground and smiled, "If I could see this music score, maybe I wouldn't respect my fate of revenge; if someone could stop me from killing people, maybe I could break this tragic fate."

"Break the fate..." Fu Huashi lowered his head. Perhaps he regretted his choice, a choice that was bound by fate.

"Let's go! If you want to break your fate, leave here and start over!"

Asai Narimi smiled and shook his head, continuing to play "Moonlight", "My fate has come to an end, but yours has not. I can see that you are the one who needs to break your fate. Go away."

The air wave that appeared in the piano room pushed Fu Huashi, who was struggling, out, and accompanied by flames, Fu Huashi fell into the sea.

Moonlight gradually fades away with the moonlight...

In the dark sea, Fu Huashi and his complicated heart gradually sank. Fu Huashi also lost consciousness and sank in the dark sea.

At this moment, a hand broke through the water, grabbed Fu Huashi's burned arm, and pulled him and his heart up.

Tequila sat in the kayak, looking at Fu Huashi who was covered in wounds, and was very angry and speechless. It turned out that this little guy asked me to pick him up on the sea in a kayak just for this kind of thing.

But what's wrong with this little guy? Why did he rush into the fire for no reason? I think I need to find a psychiatrist to see him.

……

On the return cruise, Conan looked out to sea and understood the code played by Asai Narimi: Thank you, little detective.

This incident became a regret in Conan's heart. Conan, who was obsessed with Sherlock Holmes, understood a valuable spirit of Sherlock Holmes after experiencing this incident: that is, as an ideal reasoning detective, he should have respect for life and the brilliance of human nature.

Using reasoning to drive a criminal into a desperate situation is no different from being a criminal.

It was also from this that Conan and Shinichi understood a truth: there is no winner or loser in reasoning.

……

At Base No. 2, Fu Huashi looked at the photo, got up from the sofa, turned off the TV, and sighed.

destiny……

Asai Narimi said that we must break our fate.

Yes, I was too self-righteous in the past, and obeyed this ridiculous fate for the so-called plot.

Sorry, Scottish teacher...

Cherish the people around you, and don’t wait until you lose them to appreciate them.

You say that fate cannot be defied, but how do you know if you have never defied fate?

Uncle Tequila, I don’t want the tragedy that happened to me to happen again!