The man in Conan is the mastermind behind the scenes

Suzuki Ayako did not ask further questions and continued: "I guess the truth of the matter is this. Atsuko wanted to become a famous novelist, but did not have that kind of talent. After careful consideration, she targeted senior Chikako and peeked at "The Blue Kingdom" "The script of "The Land of the Colored Sky" was created.

She is the plagiarist, but she tells you that she is the original.

She did this to take advantage of you, she knew how much you loved her, and her death would explode your emotions.

I reasoned that in her imagination, after she died, you would take the fake manuscript she left behind and go to court with Chikako to make everything "the truth come out."

And with Atsuko's life as a weight, most people would think that Chikako was the shameful plagiarist.

All the achievements of "Blue Kingdom" should be attributed to Atsuko.

This was what she wanted to achieve with her death, and she faked her motive for suicide.

In fact, she was already suffering from a terminal illness at that time and her life was short-lived! "

The words were settled.

On the ground, Takahashi Ryoichi felt dizzy!

Chapter 291 A belated ray of comfort, the artificial human Qiansu!

"See you later, everyone."

Asking Chikako Ikeda to lift Takahashi Ryoichi, who was lying on the ground, and was exhausted, Yingsheng turned around and left.

Suzuki Ayako's reasoning is interesting, but it also dissuades him from continuing to acquire murderous intent. There is no point in staying any longer.

"There may be some screams of wild beasts later. Relax, you will be fine."

These words came out from the misty darkness, and in an instant, they completely disappeared into the night outside.

The three people in the villa shuddered. They knew that the so-called screams of beasts must be the undead venting their anger on the living.

"ah--!!!"

It didn't take long before they heard a scream, coming from Takahashi Ryoichi. It was extremely shrill, as if the life was being ripped out of the body along with the sound.

Suzuki Ayako had been looking at the darkness outside the door in some trance. When she heard the scream, she finally took a deep breath, walked forward and closed the door.

The two men behind her were still kneeling. After hearing the sound of the door closing, they finally let out a long breath.

He stood up, looked at Suzuki Ayako, and bowed deeply again.

"Ayako, thank you for saving me."

"You were really helpful today."

Suzuki Ayako shook her head slightly: "It has nothing to do with me. It's all Mr. Death's kindness. Moreover, I organized this class reunion. Of course I am responsible for you."

Having said that, the two men were not newbies who had just entered society, so they were naturally grateful.

If this would reassure them, Suzuki Ayako certainly did not stop it.

In fact, besides her inner perseverance, there was another reason why she dared to stand up at that time.

I always feel...

There is a familiar scent about Mr. Death.

Of course I couldn't tell where she was familiar with, but for some reason, I thought of a naughty little insect.

She shook her head and stopped thinking about it. This would be too disrespectful to Mr. Death.

After a while, the long-haired flower boy hesitated and said: "Ayako, was Atsuko's suicide really because of that kind of thing? Anyway, he didn't have long to live, so he used his life as a part of the plan to frame Chikako and seek fame after his death. ?”

Suzuki Ayako nodded solemnly: "Of course it is, Atsuko is the plagiarist, and Chikako-senpai is the innocent victim."

"But, Atsuko..."

"Ota, you are probably too confused. Go back to your room and have a good rest. Nothing will happen here tonight." Suzuki Ayako interrupted calmly.

The flower boy was stunned for a few seconds and opened his mouth to speak, but Hiroki Kakutani next to him suddenly turned pale, took his arm and walked upstairs, not forgetting to turn around and say hello.

"Ayako, you also need to go to bed early."

Suzuki Ayako narrowed her eyes slightly and added: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened here tonight. How to inform the police and their families specifically? We will wait until the situation outside is confirmed after dawn tomorrow. This is for the safety of all of us, understand. ?"

Hiroki Kakutani nodded quickly. Seeing that the pretty boy was a little confused about the situation, he nodded his head twice.

"Understood, we will definitely keep it secret."

After saying that, he felt that this was a bit unsafe, so he quickly took out the mobile phones from himself and the handsome boy, and placed them on the table in the hall.

Although there was no signal on their mobile phones in the deep mountains, and the phone line in this villa was cut by the bandage geek Takahashi, showing attitude was the key.

Suzuki Ayako nodded to him, and Kakutani Hiroki quickly pulled the handsome boy upstairs while whispering something in his ear.

"That's not important, none of it is important."

The handsome boy originally felt a little strange about their actions, but when he heard these words, his body stiffened instantly.

But he soon showed a wry smile, pushed Hiroki Kakutani's hand away, and went upstairs on his own.

Wash, sleep, nothing else to say.

That's right, the truth from two years ago has no meaning at all.

No matter why Atsuko committed suicide, who was the plagiarist between her and Chikako? Now that they are dead, they still have to worry about what to do.

And most importantly, the God of Death only brought back Chikako's undead soul.

She's innocent, absolutely.

…

…

"Are you feeling better, Chikako?"

It was raining heavily in the dark forest. Yingsheng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the woman beside him.

There was no expression on Chikako's pale face. She raised her hand and threw it, and the piece of rotten meat she dragged backwards fell into the cliff. There was no reply for a long time.

Maybe it was covered up by the sound of rain.

She stared at the darkness under the cliff for a long time. A breeze blew up from the bottom of the deep cliff, taking away the pure blazing whiteness in her eyes and melting it into the world.

Her eyes returned to normal, with clear black and white, and a moment of relief and relief flashed through her eyes.

The next second, it returned to the ancient well without waves.

She turned to look at Yingsheng, without saying a word, just standing quietly in the rain, like an exquisite and ignorant doll.

Yingsheng looked her up and down and was quite curious: "Are you obsessed with this before you were alive?"

"I don't know." Chikako said.

"It's a good thing that I can talk now. What about the past memories? Do you recall a few words?"

Yingsheng turned around and walked towards the bonfire he had seen before. He took out his mobile phone and called Xiaolan to report that he was safe. Xiaolan had called him once before when it started to rain. He was playing tricks at that time and hung up. Replied an email.

During the call, Chikako followed him quietly without making a sound.

She didn't speak until Yingsheng hung up the phone.

"No."

"If you don't have any memory, that's a bit troublesome. Do you have any plans for the future?"

After Yingsheng asked, he felt that what he said was really strange. What plans could a person who died once and lost his memory have for the future?

"No."

As expected, Chikako's answer was still the same.

"Then do you want to be the same person you were before?" Yingsheng asked again.

"I have no idea."

"Do you think you are Chikako?"

"If you say yes, that's right."

"Then who am I?"

"I don't know, I just know that you created me. They just said you were the God of Death, were you?"

"Oh, if I have to say it, the sentient beings in the Big Dipper Palm will suffer misfortunes, blessings, longevity, life and death, and my little star can barely get by."

Yingsheng raised his hand and hooked it behind him. When Chikako came to his side, he raised his hand and pressed her chest to feel her heartbeat.

After confirming that she was back to normal, Yingsheng put down his hand and turned his head to look at her.

"Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

"It hurts, it hurts everywhere."

When Chikako said this, her face was still expressionless, which made Yingsheng think that she was seeing a cheap android from her previous life, a low-grade emotional module.

"Be specific, don't be so general." Yingsheng said.

Chikako was silent for a moment: "The cuts on the limbs, the neck, and the lower abdomen hurt."

"That's normal. I haven't finished recovering you just yet."

Yingsheng looked at the knee of her right leg. Probably due to walking around, the wound there had been lightly scabbed, but now fresh blood was seeping out.

The color of the blood was a little dark at first, but gradually it became bright red.

That's a good sign.

"Can you bear it?" Yingsheng asked.

"able."

"Then just bear with it for now. There must be a medical kit in the villa over there. I'll come out and bandage you later. Just tell me if you can't bear it anymore. I can treat you, but I still hope that you can recover slowly on your own. , otherwise the wound will heal quickly and it will leave a scar, which will not look good.”

Speaking of which, wouldn’t a slow recovery leave scars?

Yingsheng asked curiously: "Do you have a scar constitution?"

"have no idea."

Chikako's answer was the same as before.

"Okay, in short, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for you to be Chikako Ikeda now, so just follow me for the time being." Yingsheng smiled slightly, "The past is gone and we can't dwell on it anymore. How about giving you a new name?"

Although he said this, he naturally said the new name without waiting for Chikako to respond.

"Qiansu Aoyagi, what do you think?"

"Okay, I am Aoyagi Chiso."

She answered without any hesitation. From this moment, or from an hour ago, Chikako Ikeda was dead.

Standing in the rainy night now is a brand new person.

Some interesting thoughts flashed through his mind. Yingsheng looked in the direction of Tokyo, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he flipped his right wrist, and the colorless thin blade reappeared in his hand.

"Aoyagi-san, I have to perform a small operation on you. Without anesthesia, it will probably be very painful. Can you bear it?"

"Okay." Aoyagi Qiansu said.

"I will try to move as quickly as possible, Qian Su, do you know about hypnosis?"

"Probably know."

Yingsheng closed his eyes and waited for a while before slowly opening them. There was a deep forest inside, deeper than the night sky.

"Look into my eyes, Qian Su, now you need to accept a new life."

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I don't know how long it took, but Yingsheng, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, turned back and continued on his way. Not long after, another light was already in sight.

"Really, why did you come just now?"

At the door of the villa, Suzuki Sonoko put her hands on her hips and looked at the figure walking out of the dark path.

"Haha, if there wasn't something wrong with your map, I almost got lost."

Yingsheng wiped his hair, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and in the blink of an eye, the freshly baked drowned chicken turned into a noble man in distress.

"Do you have a change of clothes?"