Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

Kurosawa Rin has been waiting for a long time.

The fire in the public hall became bigger and bigger. After hearing the sound of broken glass and someone's cry, Kurosawa Rin, wearing a black raincoat, turned over and entered the window without a window lock, and quickly walked to the piano.

Walk in the direction of the room.

"This is the end...ahem!"

Holding his arms that were a little weak, Cheng Shi gasped slightly.

The broken window that was so close in front of me seemed to be thousands of meters away, and the flames were raging, and I saw that the last escape exit was about to be completely covered by the raging flames.

His fingers gently touched the piano in front of him, his eyes full of pity, and Cheng Shi's hands started to dance again, flying over the keys.

"Moonlight" third movement.

The pathos notes kept jumping in the raging fire. Kurosawa Rin's expression suddenly seemed to be throbbing with emotion, which suddenly surged into his mind.

The sadness and relief contained in the sound of the piano resonated strongly with him at this moment. As if in response, Kurosawa Rin's mind suddenly surged with an emotion that was not his own.

what is that?

It is sadder than the sadness of the sound of the piano. In the end, it twists and turns into resentment, which is completely opposite to the relief of the sound of the piano, and is even countless times stronger than the paranoia...

"This is not my emotion...?"

Kurosawa Rin staggered in front of the door of the piano room. He covered his head tightly. This resonant feeling made it difficult for him to breathe.

The magic power in his body had formed a perfect closed loop at this time, but when surrounded by flames, he had long since lost his mind to sense the source of magic power.

No, we need to fight quickly...

Ignoring the strangeness in his body, Kurosawa Rin staggered open the piano room door.

Chengshi slumped backwards in front of the piano. In the heat, his consciousness seemed to begin to blur.

In the firelight, Cheng Shi seemed to see his father's figure. At this time, his father's expression was calm, but for some reason, he seemed to see disappointment and regret in his eyes.

"Did...did I do something wrong, father?" Chengshi murmured.

"You did nothing wrong."

"You just did what you wanted to do."

Some familiar voices sounded from behind, "Who is it...!"

Before he could look back, black gloves flashed past his eyes, and a white handkerchief with a strange smell immediately covered his mouth and nose.

"Well……!"

This is... the smell of ether.

Did you get it at your own clinic?

When was it and who was it...

It wasn't until the moment before he fell into coma that Chengshi suddenly recalled the owner of the voice.

After all, there is such a clear and childish voice, and those black gloves that have never been taken off.

It can only be him...

With endless fear and doubt in his heart, Cheng Shi passed out.

The moment the sound of the piano stops, the resonance stops and the abnormal emotions disappear.

"It's much better now. It's really because of Dr. Chengshi's mood and the sound of the piano..."

Shaking his head, Kurosawa Rin's mind became clear and he seemed to be back to normal.

"Hey hoo"

Supporting Dr. Narumi's limp body and stumbling, Kurosawa Rin quickly moved him to the window to escape the flames.

"As expected... Doctor Chengshi is still a little heavy."

After escaping from the fire scene, Kurosawa Rin took a big breath of fresh air, and his back felt a little painful as he carried Narimi on his back.

"I can't carry it anymore!"

After puffing up his breath and walking the last part of the way, he carried Cheng Shi's body into the dense woods in the distance. The burning speed of the flames and the direction of the wind just made this area a temporary safe zone.

Rubbing his sore arms, Kurosawa Rin took off his long raincoat, which was already a little burnt, and threw it back to the fire scene. He returned to the woods, where the suitcase that Dr. Narumi had lent him was open and placed there.

"I'm so sorry, Dr. Narumi, I have to wrong you for the time being." Facing the unconscious Narumi, Kurosawa Rin smiled warmly and gently picked up Dr. Narumi and put him in the suitcase.

Cheng Shi, who is 170cm tall, took off his shoes and curled up just enough to put them down. He adjusted his posture so that Dr. Cheng Shi's head was facing up when the box was erected, and he thoughtfully left a breathing hole.

Kurosawa Rin zipped up the bag and dragged the box back to the main road from the side path, returning to the village office.

"Ah! I almost forgot about this..."

Suddenly remembering something, Kurosawa Rin took the yellowed sheet of music in his hand and threw it casually on the road from the public hall to the village office.

Two scattered pages of paper were scattered on the side of the road, conspicuous in the deserted street.

"The last little gift, this should be enough!!"

Kurosawa Rin had a subtle, innocent expression, but his eyes unknowingly glowed with excitement and strangeness.

He laughed to himself twice as if in anticipation.

"In general……

"...It was really a fruitful trip."

Kurosawa Rin pulled the suitcase and continued to move forward, leaving only two pages of slightly yellowed music scores behind him, moving slowly on the road in the light wind.

The pleasant and clear humming sounded again in the empty streets.

…………

"Why did it become like this?"

With her feet wrapped in bandages, Xiaolan sat on the hospital bed and looked at the full moon tonight and let out a soft lament.

Conan sat aside with his head lowered, his eyes still red and swollen. He had just told Xiaolan about Dr. Chengshi.

The ward was quiet at night. Next to him was Mr. Hirasawa who had been knocked unconscious before. The surrounding area was very clean and tidy, but the person who had cleaned the place was no longer there...

"But Conan, how do you know these things?"

Conan, who was sullen and choking on the side, was slightly startled:

"Actually, Brother Rin told me after seeing everything..."

Xiaolan understood, "Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't seen Mr. Lin for a long time."

"I don't know where he went."

Conan remembered something and smiled reluctantly, "Brother Rin seems to be taking the Metropolitan Police Department's helicopter back to Tokyo. It seems that there is something important, so I specifically asked Officer Meguro to send him back."

"Eh?" Xiaolan was stunned and looked out the window in surprise, "Officer Memu and the others are leaving already? But the fire in the public hall hasn't been completely extinguished yet."

Conan shook his head, "It should be the forensic team that is leaving. Officer Megure and Uncle Maori are still helping to put out the fire. We will also look for Dr. Narumi's bones later..."

"That's it." After responding, Xiaolan seemed to suddenly remember something and screamed: "Oops!"

"What's wrong?"

Xiaolan immediately said hurriedly: "It's my coat. I left my coat on the chair in the village hall, and the tickets for our return trip are still there!"

Conan smiled slightly, with a hint of endearment in his helpless tone, "Really, why don't you put away such an important thing properly?"

"I'll go to the village hall to get it."

I turned around and ran out of the clinic. On the straight street, I saw the sky dyed red by the flames. I could vaguely see the water jets extinguishing the flames.

Conan, who had left Xiaolan's presence, immediately stopped smiling and was replaced by a look of emptiness and confusion. He stared blankly in the direction of the public hall, recalling the scene just now, his eyes full of remorse and sadness.

He tried his best to turn his head away from looking in the direction of the public hall, and ran along the other direction of the avenue towards the village hall.

After running a few steps, he suddenly stopped in his tracks when two lonely pieces of paper lay on the road in front of him.

The slightly yellowed paper and the faintly visible musical notation on it all look extremely familiar.

"This is……"

There seemed to be a magic spell on those two lonely pieces of music, attracting his footsteps to get closer to them.

He bent down and picked up two yellowed pieces of music. What came into view was the familiar note code, which read this:

...This may be the last time I call you Chengshi. I'm really sorry that I left you forever when you needed my company the most...

This is! The letter left by Keiji Aso!

Conan's pupils tightened, and he seemed to have finished all the words he had not finished speaking before. Did the old policeman leave two pieces of music score that he gave to him...!

The hand holding the music score was clenched, and he continued to read the music score, but his thoughts formed a messy net, which became tighter and tighter until his heart was scarred, and there was no way to restore it to its original state.

...My sins are over, and I have paid a painful price for my failure. Chengshi, I hope you will not cling to the hatred you once had, and you must live happily...

You must live happily...

Conan stared blankly at the sheet of music in his hand, the last trace of sparkle in his eyes disappearing. After a brief silence, his pursed lips actually burst out into laughter.

"Ha ha……"

The laughter was getting louder and louder, and it was very abrupt in the empty street. He was obviously grinning, but the tears rolled down like broken pearls, hitting the music sheet one by one, blurring the writing.

Conan panicked and wiped away the tears on the music score, but it only made it blurry.

"It's such a bad joke, God..."

Dr. Cheng Shi...didn't read the words his father left for him until the end!!

And he died in pain because of the incomplete letter he gave him, carrying despair and hatred!!!

What on earth did I do...!

He bit his trembling lips, and faint drops of blood appeared.

"Why are you letting me see this now..."

"Why can't you let me see it before Dr. Chengshi throws me out!!"

A cry echoed through the night streets.