Since Chen Xing was going to visit Masami Hirota's house, of course he would not be hasty, but called first to avoid abrupt arrival after the murder.

When the professor heard Master Zhizhen, he was first surprised, and then became excited.

As we talked about the past that we once debated with Master Zhizhen, and their romantic life when we were young, we will certainly ask about Master Zhizhen’s current situation.

When Chen Xing said that the teacher went to France to settle down, the old professor sighed with emotion, saying, "I am not as good as him", "Zhizhen is the most free and easy", "He still walked in front of me," and so on.

Most of them were Hirota Masami who said that Tan Xing was very happy, and he could hear that he was very happy, and Chen Xing's phone was a bit hot.

"Chenxun, you must come here and have a few drinks with me for your teacher." Hirota Masami said loudly.

"Okay." Chen Xing responded.

At the end, I promised to rush over as soon as possible before the phone was hung up.

"I am really a teacher. My old friends I know are all such respected elders."

On the one hand, Chen Xing sighed so sincerely, and he also inexplicably envied the teacher's life.

On the other hand, I feel that I am now extremely hypocritical.

After Miyano Akimi, he will kill another innocent person.

If the first shot was fired, it was because he didn't know that it was Miyano Akimi's disguise at that time, and he decided to kill someone only if the other party was a member of the organization with blood stained with both hands. Then this time, he knew the identity of the target person and knew that the other party was an innocent elder.

But...

Chen Xing's car parked on the side of the road, lying on the steering wheel, holding it tightly with both hands.

After a long time, he sniffed, rubbed his face, and started the car again.

The phone call rang at this time.

Chen Xing glanced at him and his eyes became deeper. He didn't answer it immediately, as if he was hesitating, but the person who called was very persistent, and the phone kept vibrating.

After a while, he connected.

Both ends of the phone were silent at the same time, and each other could hear faint and clear breathing sounds.

"Are you still angry with me?" Belmode spoke softly, his emotions filled with endless emotions and were hard to say.

Chen Xing held the steering wheel hard, "Is there anything wrong?"

Perhaps because he had just lie down for a while, his voice was a little hoarse.

"You're going to deal with the tail?" he heard Belmode say, "this is what the gentleman means, and I just knew it."

"Oh." Chen Xing replied.

Somehow, although Belmod felt sad when he expected that he would have such a cold reaction, she immediately suppressed her emotions and said seriously: "Don't go, I will arrange someone else to go."

"I'm already on the way." Chen Xing said.

"You drive slowly, I'll ask the gin to make it." Belmode said: "If this is the case, he will take it as he is worried and will silence himself."

"Why?" Chen Xing asked.

"I don't want you to kill anyone anymore." Belmode bit his lip, apologizing and heartbreaking.

"I have a code name now." Chen Xing laughed.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have let you join in." Belmode's voice was a little dull.

This may be the last thing I regret in my life. She didn't say this.

Chen Xing is silent.

At this end of the phone, Belmode's fingers rubbed the lighter hard, as if he was venting, and more like uneasiness. She finally knew that she had done something wrong and pulled him into the vortex.

He should have bathed in the spring breeze in the warm sun. In the future, he will always be in the sunshine, rather than being stained with filthy mud. The abyss can be seen at a glance in front of him. It’s ridiculous that she promised Mihui to take good care of him, and said that she was his only relative, but she still hadn’t escaped her dirty heart and dragged him in with her own hands.

Belmode squeezed the lighter tightly and said in a stern voice: "Don't stop talking."

Instead, she hoped that the other party would be angry and angry at this time, and she could lose her composure, because she had pushed him step by step into the quagmire, but now she said she didn't want him to kill, which was so high-sounding. She could even bear his abuse and didn't want him to be so indifferent.

Just then, she heard Chen Xing say, "I don't blame you, it's my reason, sister."

Chen Xing looked outside the car window and there was a street light that was probably a problem with the line, and it was a little flashing, as if it was about to be turned off the next moment.

"I thought I would forget and not care about what happened that night, but it actually became my nightmare," he said. "I want to be stronger, so if I go back that night, can I kill those people?"

"Qinxun..." Belmode felt inexplicably panicked.

Chen Xing continued to say: "Because there is no power, there will be misfortune. I actually don't like kendo. It was my mother who forced me to learn, saying that only in this way would my father see it, but I really don't like it."

"I know..." Belmode whispered.

"My practice is actually for others to see, so when I encounter a bottleneck, I want to take shortcuts." Chen Xing said in a gentle tone, "So, it's not your fault, it's me that I'm too stupid."

"No, no, if I didn't show up in front of you, your life wouldn't be like this and wouldn't be so painful. This time I promised me not to go and leave it to me to solve it."

Belmode suppressed the sadness that was about to rush out of his chest, "I will ask that gentleman to let him open his mouth to you. Sorry, I'm glad, I won't interfere with you again in the future."

After a happy look, I glanced at the street light and flashed for a moment. When it was clear and it finally became dark.

The phone hung up.

Almost the moment he called back when the phone was black, he immediately did, but no matter how many times he called, the number that he had already remembered was never dialed again.

...

When Chen Xing was about to arrive at Masami Hirota's house, he received an email.

He was fired by the financial consulting firm, but received his previous remuneration and a considerable amount of compensation.

Chen Xing looked at the news that popped up on his phone one after another, and the light and shadows that came in outside the window were uncertain.

The speeding car hit the electric pole on the side of the road, and blood flowed from the head, and warmth first dripped across his face, then a chill.

He seemed to feel nothing, just got out of the car, laughing, and burst into tears.

He was very sad, he knew why.

...

When Conan saw the call record of Hirota Masami, he called Toshikazuki, but no one answered.

Although Mrs. Hirota explained that the reason why her husband got drunk tonight was because the disciple of the old friend was coming to visit and then drank a few more drinks first.

Conan has heard of Master Zhizhen, but his impression of him is an old charlatan.

He was also surprised and amazed at Yu Chenxiong's experience, but Ai Haibara expressed doubts and told him about his sister Akimi Miyano asking Chenxiong.
Chapter completed!