The man in Conan is the mastermind behind the scenes

[Remaining life span: 3 seconds! 】

[Remaining life span: 2 seconds! 】

[Remaining lifespan: 1 second! 】

Even if he is severely comatose, even if he is in a vegetative state, it is time to regain consciousness at this time.

Wherever Yingying's thoughts move, love and murderous intent merge, turning into the life that he depends on for his existence!

【Love-1! 】

[Killing Intent -1! 】

[Lifespan +1! 】

In an instant, the clouds closed and the rain stopped, as if all the previous feelings did not exist and were just a dream.

Bo——

The bubble burst.

In the world of deathly silence, only a rapid breathing echoed continuously.

After a long time, the honking of a car in the distance suddenly broke into this world. Using it as a horn of charge, everything in the world suddenly rushed in like a tide, colorful and vivid, and the majestic vitality between heaven and earth!

The corners of Yingsheng's lips raised slightly until they opened into an exaggerated arc, revealing a silent laugh.

Is this what it feels like to be alive?

It's really fascinating!

In the past, or in his previous life, he would occasionally see some listless guys in bars using a contraband called "Border". It usually took just a few seconds to become full of energy and love for the world again. .

Of course, there are some people who never wake up and the bartender always says they are drunk.

Yingsheng never quite understood why someone would become addicted to this kind of thing.

But now, I somewhat understand.

There was a cold and sticky feeling around his body, which was pure cotton pajamas soaked with sweat. Yingsheng lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom. It was 4:54 in the morning, just ten minutes after he came back to life.

【Love: 0】

[Killing Intention: 18 (Ability 1: Madness)]

[Remaining life span: 1 day]

It seems that he has done some useless work in the past few days, but as long as he can verify his conjecture, it doesn't matter.

The next experimental subject has already been contacted. Let’s eat well in the next twenty-four hours.

After bathing, she used the soft breeze to blow away the water vapor in the full-body air dryer. Yingsheng walked naked to the spacious cloakroom and walked slowly along the rows of clothes racks. Her fingertips gently touched each piece of clothing, like a stream of white jade. It feels delicate and moist like silk.

The last thing that lingered under her fingertips was a gorgeous kimono with a black base and gold thread decoration.

This kimono seems to have been given by a woman, and there seems to be something else along with it.

But he really couldn't remember who that person was.

Anyway, thank you, beautiful lady.

At 5:40 in the morning, in the underground parking lot of Ian's apartment, a long-awaited black Bentley Yazhi finally slowly set off. At 6 in the morning, it drove into a quiet Japanese style courtyard. After several turns, the car parked in the courtyard. outside.

A man in a black suit standing quietly in the drizzle bowed respectfully, walked over, bent down and opened the rear door.

clatter--

A wooden clog lightly stepped on the bluestone.

On the ancient cloister next to the courtyard, behind the thin skylight and rain curtain, a beautiful middle-aged woman in a plain kimono was kneeling on a futon, looking quietly at the person walking towards her from the end of the road. A dreamlike figure.

Finally, the dream came to her.

"Chiyoko, I need your help."

A bright color finally lit up in those blurred eyes that were intoxicated in a dream.

"Okay, the Tokyo branch of the Sumiyoshi Society under my control will be at your disposal."

"Thank you, Chiyoko, but what I need more is actually something else."

"I know...I know...all you need is love..."

Chiyoko's eyes were full of sadness, "Hotaru, I am willing to do anything for you, even if I leave the Sumiyoshi Society, even if I give up everything... But, I don't know how I have to do it before your god will approve it."

"That's not your fault, Chiyoko."

Yingsheng gently stroked her cheek, his eyes full of pity: "It's my fault, it's because I never understood a simple truth in the past, love is mutual. Chiyoko, I'm sorry, can you give me a way to make up for you? Opportunity?"

"No, Yingying, I...I have never expected this. As long as you have me in your heart, I will..."

"Stop talking."

Yingsheng used his index finger to gently seal her lips, and said softly: "It's cold here, let's go to the room first."

Chiyoko's eyes had completely melted into a stream of spring water, and she nodded gently.

She wanted to get up, but before that, her eyes suddenly turned involuntarily, and with a soft cry, she tightly wrapped her hands around Yingsheng's neck, and her body was naturally held horizontally by Yingsheng's arms. middle.

A blush from the past appeared on her cheeks, and she buried her head slightly in front of Yingsheng's chest.

"Chiyoko, I need you to cooperate with me in an experiment. Are you willing?"

"Yes, I am willing to do anything."

"Even if it's life-threatening?"

"Even if you let me die."

"You are so good to me, Chiyoko. For you, I will definitely learn what love is."

"Hotaru...I will give you my heart."

Chapter 49 Now is the time for revenge!

Sunday, 9 a.m., Mori House.

The employees of Home Furnishing City arrived as scheduled. Xiaolan listened to the busy tone on the phone and sighed softly.

Shui Yuejun couldn't get through on the phone. Did he not want her to refuse the gift? And she had paid the money early, leaving her no room to refuse.

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the decoration team leader, Xiaolan reluctantly gave way.

"What did he tell you?"

"On the basis of maintaining the original style, make it perfect, money is not a problem."

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless. Although she knew that Yingsheng didn't care about money, as the recipient of the gift, she couldn't help but care.

Adding up all the items, ah... she owed too much, how should she give back?

"Can't you try to be simpler?"

"Yes, but we won't return the money."

"... How long will it take?"

"We are about to measure the size of the room and will give the renderings within an hour. After your confirmation, we will start the construction. The construction period depends on your requirements."

Xiaolan thought about it and called Maori Kogoro.

Try to finish it before Dad comes home. He was investigating the case with the police again last night. It is estimated that he has been released, but I don't know when he will come back.

The call was connected, and another person's voice came out: "Hello, Xiaolan, what do you want to talk to Brother Maori about?"

Xiaolan was slightly stunned: "Officer Megure, can't my father answer the phone?"

"Um... well... he fell asleep."

"Then wake him up."

"Well, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, he sleeps very deeply."

"... Is he unconscious?"

"Hiss-this... this..."

Megure Jusan hesitated for a while. Isn't Xiaolan usually very gentle? Why did she suddenly become so sharp and so strong?

Xiaolan herself didn't think there was anything wrong. She was very dissatisfied with her unreliable father now, so she should use this attitude.

"Officer Megure, what happened? I am at least a family member of the family. Don't I have the right to know?"

"Ah, Xiaolan, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but..."

"Yes, it's useless to tell me. I'm just worried about me." Xiaolan sighed: "Officer Megure, I will participate in a karate competition next Friday. Do you want to come and visit?"

"Uh... I know Xiaolan is very good at karate, but that's not what I mean. The main thing is... what? Brother Kudo, what did you say? I'll be here right away!"

Megure Jusan's voice became distant halfway through his words, and then He quickly pulled back: "Sorry, Xiaolan, I have other things to do here, next time..."

"Wait a minute!"

Xiaolan quickly interrupted: "At least I can tell you what my father's current condition is."

"Hey, he was beaten into the hospital by a gang this morning and is still unconscious, but Xiaolan, don't worry, he is not in danger of life. By the way, don't tell your mother about this. I told you because I saw that your character has become tougher. If the news leaks out, there will be no next time."

Megure Jusan spoke very quickly, and Xiaolan's eyes were stern.

"Absolutely confidential, Uncle Megure!"

"Hahaha, okay, have a good weekend."

After hanging up the phone, Megure Jusan smiled with a fat face, feeling quite relieved.

Xiaolan was a child that he watched grow up. She had a strong character since she was a child. She not only took good care of herself, but also took good care of her unreliable father. She was gentle to the outside world, polite and well-mannered, and everyone praised her. Now she has added a calmness and maturity...

Oh, it's great to have such a daughter.

In comparison, Brother Maori is too bad as a father. He ran to Xuesong Nami angrily even though he hadn't investigated the matter yesterday, and ended up being beaten up like that.

If Brother Kudo hadn't discovered it in time, Brother Maori's other leg would probably have been broken.

"Officer Megure, what are you thinking about?"

Kudo Shinichi sat behind a desk in the Metropolitan Police Department's search department office area. Seeing Megure Jusan laughing and sighing, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, I was thinking that Brother Maori is very good at judo, how could he be knocked down so easily? You were probably only one minute late when you chased him."

"Two fists can't beat four hands, maybe, did the police catch those people?"

"Well... there is no surveillance there, they all dispersed, which is a little difficult."

Kudo Shinichi didn't have much hope for this. Looking at the speed at which those people retreated, it was clear that they came prepared, and Uncle Maori fell into another trap.

I don't know why the mastermind targeted him like this, or was he just innocently affected?

Of course, he also had a lot of responsibility for falling into the trap.

"What did Yukino Nami say?"

"She insisted that those people had nothing to do with her. Your claim that she hired the Yakuza to retaliate against the police is slander." Megure Jusan sighed lightly: "She has been detained for two hours. Brother Kudo, are you going to ask again?"

Kudo Shinichi nodded, stood up and looked around, frowning slightly: "Where is Officer Sato?"

"In the detention room... ahem, brother Kudo, don't worry, Sato is just staying outside. It is absolutely impossible for her to use lynching on the suspect." He paused, "If you are worried about affecting the interrogation, why don't you let Sato go to the hospital to take care of the injured?"

"No, didn't she promise you, Officer Megure, that she would not act on impulse."

That's what he said, but he was the one who was worried just now. Kudo Shinichi laughed at himself: "Yesterday evening, the Ni Canhui came for Officer Sato. Officer Takagi and Officer Shiratori were seriously injured in order to protect her and were admitted to the hospital. It is understandable that she is in a bad mood."

Yesterday at 5 pm, the people in the third investigation department finally got off work at a normal time after a long absence.

Although many people were unwilling to accept the hasty ending of the case, life had to go on. Someone suggested a dinner party, and everyone responded and went to a izakaya before it got dark.

After three rounds of drinks, it was only 7:15 when Sato Miwako went to the bathroom alone.

The male police officers, who were already a little drunk, watched the flower of the Metropolitan Police Department. After she disappeared from their sight, they all looked at Takagi Shigeru and Shiratori Renzaburo.

These two people are currently the most fiercely competing for Sato Miwako in the third investigation department. Although they are not as impulsive and reckless as adolescent kids, their feelings cannot be hidden, just as conspicuous as a bright light in the dark.

Under the continuous instigation of everyone, the two of them were also drunk for a while, so they looked at each other with fighting spirit and went to the bathroom together.