I'm not really a dual personality

Conan Edogawa took Mao Lilan's hand and walked into the art gallery.

This art gallery is the place where they didn’t come because of an accident last time. It seems that they heard about it. The curator of the art gallery invited Mori Kogoro to watch the game. He said that this is a brand new game and he must be able to watch it. to many nice paintings.

Mori Kogoro agreed after a little consideration, although Edogawa Conan couldn't figure out where he got his artistic talents, and he would still go to the art competition.

Of course, it wasn't actually a competition anymore. As spectators, what they were watching was the awards ceremony and work display.

"I thought the game would not be held this year." Sonoko Suzuki sighed, "It's really not easy for the game to continue after so many things have happened."

Edogawa Conan knew what Suzuki Sonoko was talking about.

After all, the news of the successive suicides of the participating painters in the art gallery competition has been spread on the Internet. Half of the contestants died, and one was sent to a mental hospital. The art gallery was under great pressure from public opinion. Come forward and say that if another person dies, the game will be cancelled.

Fortunately, no one commits suicide anymore.

The competition recruited other participants, and the number of participants was reassembled. Now the competition has ended perfectly, and only the awards are left.

Walking into the art gallery and finding his place, Edogawa Conan poked his head out to the side, and then saw a familiar person.

Hinata Chou sat in a separate position, with no one on his left or right, he quietly looked at the covered painting in front of him, his blue eyes showed no emotion, as if he was just in a daze.

Edogawa Conan jumped down from his seat, then ran to Sou Hinata, "Brother Hinata!"

"Conan?" Hyuga Chuang looked at him with a little smile in his eyes, "Are you coming to this game too?"

"The curator of the museum invited Uncle Mori, so I followed. Where's Brother Hinata?"

Hinata Chuang thought about it, "I didn't receive the invitation, but I have a relationship with one of the paintings above, so I'll take a look."

"That's it." Edogawa Conan looked around and was sure that it was almost the time for the start, but there was still no one sitting next to Sou Hinata, so Edogawa Conan asked, "Brother Hinata, can I sit here? "

"Of course." Hinata said: "Don't worry, there is no one here."

Edogawa Conan ran back to talk to Mao Lilan and the others, and then ran to Hinata So. When he climbed up to the seat, the award ceremony of this game finally began.

In this awards ceremony, there were not only audiences but also TV stations. The top three paintings were indeed amazing, and each of them made people sigh that it was amazing.

Even people who don't know how to draw understand that these paintings are very good.

Edogawa Conan looked at the paintings, and then he turned his head to look at So Hyuga, "Brother Hyuga, which painting are you looking for?"

"None of those things."

"Huh? Isn't it?" Edogawa Conan said strangely: "The painting you valued didn't win the prize?"

Hinata shook his head, "It should be said that it is normal that the painting won't win the award."

"Really?" Edogawa Conan blinked, "Brother Hyuga likes a work that can't win an award?"

"Because there are flaws that can't be ignored, and it's not what I like. I've said it's just a little bit of a relationship. I'm here this time just to help him see." Hinata Chong sighed helplessly, "I don't have any art Cells, painting will only mix the colors together and turn them into black and gray."

"That's it."

After the award ceremony, just as everyone got up and was about to leave, the curator suddenly asked everyone to stay for a while.

The gray-haired old man was wearing an elegant gray suit. He stood on the stage with a cane, "Don't leave yet. I want to show you a painting. Of course, it is not an award-winning work. If a certain gentleman didn't come to ask me, it Didn't even qualify for the competition."

"However, I want everyone to see this painting."

Edogawa Conan opened his eyes wide, and he intuitively felt that this painting was the one Hinata said.

When the old man came to the front, he opened a curtain, and soon, a painting appeared in front of everyone.

The scene was silent, not because everyone was shocked by this painting, but because everyone understood why this painting could not win the award, and even the curator said that it was not eligible to participate in the competition at the beginning.

Because this is a semi-finished product, and there are signs of damage, and even footprints that cannot be wiped clean.

Even after careful treatment by someone, those stains still remained on the painting.

This is indeed not a painting suitable for participating in the competition. It is too damaged, and it is only natural that it will be eliminated.

"What a pity." The old man looked at the painting, "It's really bad, isn't it?"

"However, I can feel full of emotions in this painting. Looking at it, I seem to be looking at a soul who loves painting, even if it is incomplete and incomplete, so even if it cannot win, I I also want to show it to everyone at this time.”

The TV station quickly pointed the camera at the painting, and the bird in the cage and the stains on the painting were clearly photographed.

"May I ask who painted this painting? I heard from the curator that this painting was sent in through someone else's relationship. Is this in compliance with the rules?"

"If you can paint to this extent, I can also invite you to participate in the competition." The curator said with a smile: "I welcome all those who want to work hard for painting. As for the trust relationship, yes, I was accepted by a Please, please, he hopes that I can accept this painting, no matter what the result of the competition is, as long as I can participate, as for the author of the painting, he didn’t tell me.”

"It was my decision to show it in the end."

The old man said: "I will encourage every soul who loves painting."

"Brother Hyuga?" Edogawa Conan looked at So Hyuga next to him.

"Ah, it took a lot of work." So Hinata was a little embarrassed, "I thought it would be nice to see it in the exhibition of the works in the middle of the competition, but I didn't expect the curator to take it out for a separate display."

"Did Brother Hinata draw it?"

"Of course not. It's been said that I can't draw." So Hinata said with a smile, "The person who draws is a shadow."

"shadow?"

"Yeah." Soo Hyuga leaned back in his chair, looking at the paintings on the stage, his voice was very soft, "However, even a shadow has something it wants to do, and it wants to leave traces in this world. Just like Conan wants to be the best detective, he also wants to be the best painter."

Edogawa Conan understood the meaning of Hinata Chuang very well. This painter, for some reason, he could not publish in his own name normally.

So I asked Hinata Sora to help.

Should it be said that Hinata Chuang is too enthusiastic, or that the other party is really seeking the right person?

But sure enough, Hinata So is a very reassuring policeman.

……

In the mental hospital, Eito Akagi was sitting in the room watching the live broadcast. When he saw the painting, a trace of unspeakable emotion flashed in his eyes.

The situation of Akagi Eito is different from others. He has multiple personalities, but he has not found aggressiveness or self-abuse tendencies for the time being. Even if he is admitted to the hospital for treatment, he is allowed to communicate with the outside world. Although there is not much time, it is enough to read this Live.

"What a weird person." Akagi Eito murmured, "Obviously knowing that I am the murderer who killed so many people, there is no way to deal with me by law, but he still wants to help me to this extent."

"Holy Father?"

Yes, no one will know that he killed the person. After all, even he himself did not expect that there is such a thing in this world that causes someone to commit suicide through video, and even the traces of the video will be erased, even if everyone knows that he is very serious. Suspicious, but without evidence, he can only be sent to a mental hospital.

This is a case that won't be solved, he's a murderer who won't be dealt with.

At this moment, Akagi Eito felt his hands trembling. He raised his hands and saw that his fingers were trembling.

The treatment in the mental hospital is indeed effective. This effect is stronger because the connection between them is deeper. If it continues, maybe one day they will be able to fully integrate. Although I don’t know how long it will take, but now they occasionally lose control of their bodies. feel the real world.

He showed a malicious smile, and his voice was dark and terrifying.

"I only know the fear now? Don't you know it very well? The death of those people is not simple."

"Only I, who takes painting as my life, can do that."

"Yes, I am a murderer, and the guy who forced me to kill is you."

Akagi Eito's hands trembled even more, he couldn't help but started laughing, then walked to the white bed and lay down.

He looked at the white ceiling, the smile gradually faded from his face, and finally there was only an empty peace left.

So Hinata is a weirdo, he is simply a fool, he took the painting that has long since become like garbage and ran to the art gallery, carefully erasing all the scars and dust, I don’t know how much effort it took before it was accepted, Even if it is not signed, it is even a semi-finished product.

However, he finally left his mark on this world.

Akagi Eito pressed his arms on his eyes, and the crystal clear liquid quickly wetted the white hospital gown.

Therefore, he thanked Hyuga Chuang.

"Mr. Strange Policeman." He murmured softly, "Since it's all like this, let me give you a gift too."

"We're even."

When Hinata Sou came out of the art gallery, he received a call from Police Officer Megure.

On the phone, Police Officer Megure told So Hinata: Eito Akagi committed suicide in a mental hospital.

He has never shown aggressiveness, the main and secondary personalities are actively cooperating with the treatment, and he has no tendency to self-abuse. Even the nurses who look after him did not expect him to commit suicide suddenly. It was too late when the doctor rescued him, and his blood was stained red. On the bed in the ward, in his hand was a utility knife that he had hidden away for some time.

Listening to Police Officer Megure's words, Hinata Chuang looked to the side, a golden fragment of hope hovered around him, like a happy elf, making a happy voice.

During the phone call, Police Officer Meguro suspected that the case of the painter's suicide was not over.

In the eyes of everyone, Akagi Eito was the victim of that case.

But only Hinata Sou knows that Akagi Eito is the murderer of that suicide case, and now, he has also become the last deceased.

People born for their dreams will eventually leave with their dreams after paying the price.

Perhaps this is the best ending.