Chapter 22: Small and Ignored



Chapter 22: Small and Ignored

The people watching were a little shocked. Usuke Nagakawa's name had been mentioned frequently recently because his book was going to be adapted into a TV series, and the one that bought it was one of the best TV stations in Tokyo, so it was widely publicized. Although the ending is hard to describe, the writing style in the beginning is beautiful and affectionate, which attracts many young people to read it.

What the old housekeeper said was not only about his complete control over Kawasaki Hasumi from body to mind fifteen years ago, but also her subsequent death. This woman obeyed his orders, but he pushed her down for the spark of inspiration that collided at that moment; he imprisoned his children and turned the villa into his kingdom of literature; he escaped from the incompetent inspectors and colluded with the officials; and afterwards, he hired one ignorant maid after another and deceived them with the same routine...

He was cunning and cruel, and was best at picking out the helpless and weak people. He used writing as a rule to follow the will of every person who was trapped. Every book he wrote was a process of his persecuting others. He turned all those who had read his books into his unintentional "accomplices" and "indifferent spectators" who watched everything. This made those who couldn't accept it explode instantly.

The hostess's face was also full of surprise. She couldn't help but say, "I just bought a set of his books a few days ago!"

Several calls rang quickly. The leading police officer pressed the reject button with a grim expression. Someone below was loudly directing the team, "Quick, go up and surround them! Cut off all outgoing calls, quickly cut off all calls..."

The crowd moved quickly.

Conan above just watched coldly, he never found a chance to stop it all. Shinji Inada was obviously specially trained, he was very wary of him, and did not look down on him just because he was a child. He is actually a very pure person. Sometimes, compared with those "people with many concerns", he cares more about justice itself.

He also noticed Yoshihiro Ikeda's little movements. The slightly plump office employee was now sweating on the tip of his nose. He was filming the scene with some excitement and nervousness. He even found an angle so that the old butler's entire body could be captured from the front. The police on the side wanted to stop him at first, but Yoshihiro Ikeda was very alert and ran away quickly when he saw something wrong. Plus there were other people involved, so the police didn't dare to go too far.

The old butler was shivering in the cold wind, as if he was going to collapse at any moment, but no one present sympathized with him, because he had just said that he was the one who would finish things every time - "The honor of the Changchuan family cannot be destroyed in this generation."

Only after he revealed all the evidence did Conan calmly say, "Is that all right?"

In silence, the old butler knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. Conan looked at Shinji Inada and continued, "Even if someone doesn't want to judge him this time, it won't work. He won't be able to rise again. Stop. You don't need to do what comes next."

Before Shinji Inada could answer him, he said to the old butler, "You said before that you were not worthy of him doing that. Is there a reason? Is there something wrong with your body?"

The old butler continued crying, as if he didn't hear what he said.

Conan ignored his reaction: "I noticed that you looked a little pale when I came to this villa. The butler should have been serving the guests who were drinking, but you went to rest early. When we went to the jungle to chase, you were out of breath after only running a few steps. You fainted later because of fatigue. I touched your hands and feet at that time, they were colder than ice..."

"You wanted to tell him before, but you didn't say it now because you were worried that if you told him," Conan lowered his eyes, "With all the people surrounding us, you won't be too cautious, right?"

Inada Shinji was also surprised, and the old housekeeper had no choice but to cry and say: "I have a tumor in my brain. It was found out a month ago, and the doctor said there is no way... This is punishment, a disaster sent to me by God, and I feel sorry for too many people..."

"So, it's okay." Conan finally took a step forward. He said sincerely, "You don't need to kill him. He will meet his end on his own. Before the sniper is dispatched, put down your weapon and give yourself and everyone else a chance."

Shinji Inada stared at the old butler for a long time. He had not let go of the old man before, so he was still standing behind him. Hearing the old man's confession, he was in a trance for a moment. Conan's heart suddenly lifted and he secretly exerted force with his feet.

Shinji Inada finally let him go. He took a few steps back and looked around at everyone. Before people could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly smiled, raised the weapon in his hand in the early morning sun, and the sharp tip of the pen stabbed into his neck swiftly and mercilessly!

"Stop!" Kogoro Mouri and the police shouted. Conan's pupils suddenly shrank, "Now!" He kicked his shoes forward fiercely, and a black thing came whistling towards him with a strong sound of breaking through the air. It hit the pen in Shinji Inada's hand heavily, and the huge force made his fingers loosen and his eyes widened.

"Hurry up!" The others reacted quickly as well. Although they didn't know how the little boy did it, Kogoro Mori and the policeman still rushed towards Shinji Inada at the first moment. He caused such a big incident, but ended up dying in the encirclement of their policemen. They could imagine how the media and the public would curse them the next day.

But Shinji Inada was faster and he jumped over the fence behind him. Perhaps he felt that the floor was too low and unsafe, his hand shook and he actually took out a knife.

"Why? Why must I die!" Conan thought quickly, "Just to bring this matter to an end? Must I use my death to leave a deep mark on this country? Is this the end?"

He couldn't think it out. Kogoro Mouri and the police also stopped their actions as they were afraid of irritating him.

And it was at this time that someone finally couldn't bear it anymore. Luo Zhi Xingzi pushed the people in front of her away and shouted, "Do you really want to die? You coward, you coward, what do you think of the life she saved for you?!"

Shinji Inada's hand paused.

"Aoi, Aoi, she saved you with her own life," Luo Zhi Xingzi was so excited that she couldn't even speak coherently. She panted: "That night, she was just looking for that bastard to collect the manuscript, but the next day, the publishing house received the news of her death... Senior, Aoi Senior," she cried bitterly: "She was such a good person, everyone liked her very much, she was like a ray of sunshine, shining into everyone's heart, even me, who has always been unpopular, she would lead me very seriously..."

The people present were a little confused. They didn't understand why another person came out and was related to the previous incident. Conan was also a little confused. He looked back and saw Pei Zhen also looking at him.

"Those guys said she overturned her car on the road, but I know that's not the case. She called me and said she saw a little boy running out. She said someone was chasing him and she wanted to take him away first," Luo Zhi Xingzi shed tears, "She is always so kind, but she doesn't care about herself. I asked her to abandon the child, call the police immediately, and then think about saving people, but she said she couldn't do it..."

"I have always wanted to find out what happened that night. For this reason, I took over the job that no one else wanted to take after Aoi-senpai," she wiped her face, "until today. Tell me, that boy was you, right?"

Shinji Inada trembled. He seemed to have returned to that night a long time ago. He ran for who knows how long, barefoot and wearing only a thin piece of clothing, but he could not reach the end. He could only run desperately, trying to run away from this place, as if running away from a devouring hell.

Until he saw a beam of light coming from the distance, followed by the sound of an approaching car.

He fell forward and looked up blankly.

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