Chapter 850 evokes emotional resonance in the listeners.
Conan stood still for a moment, the palpitation of fear making his breathing slightly labored.
He glanced in the direction the other person had last disappeared, then quickly returned to the Mouri Detective Agency, grabbed a change of clothes, and went to the Chino residence.
Ran Mouri is currently at the hospital taking care of her.
Professor Agasa happened to be going out, and Ai Haibara, fearing he would secretly eat a lot of high-calorie food again, went with him.
So, being a 'child,' he had no choice but to stay at Chitake's house for the night so as not to worry Ran Mouri.
When Conan arrived, Liu Qingyao was tending to weeds in the yard. Seeing him, she waved to him with a smile.
"Brother Liu, are you free today?"
Conan blinked and walked straight towards him.
Since confirming that Liu Qingyao had a dual personality that night, he had placed more trust in that personality of Liu Qingyao.
Although it is unknown whether he is the primary personality or the secondary personality.
Liu Qingyao nodded. "Yes, I came to visit Qianye-kun today because I had nothing to do, but he was asleep. I was so bored that I could only pull weeds in the yard."
As he spoke, he tossed the weeds in his hand into the bag next to him, stood up, brushed the dirt and weed clippings off his hands, and then beckoned Conan to come into the house with him.
Upon entering the living room, Conan saw Chizuru asleep on the sofa, a book covering half of his face, as if he had fallen asleep while reading.
Both of them lowered their voices before speaking.
Their voices returned to normal only when they entered the kitchen.
Liu Qingyao poured Conan a glass of water and said with a touch of emotion, "Speaking of which, Halloween is really lively. Last year it was Phantom Thief Kid stealing the Eye of Vengeance, and this year it's the Pramia bombing incident."
Upon hearing this, Conan briefly recalled Halloween and then twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
"really."
He glanced towards the kitchen doorway, then frowned and lowered his voice slightly as he asked Liu Qingyao, "Speaking of which, how is Qianzhu doing lately?"
It wasn't that he suddenly asked that question, but rather that Qianzhu's health had indeed been less than ideal these past few days. She had even been rarely going out.
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyao paused in her action of raising her water glass to drink, glanced at Conan, and pondered as she drank.
"I'm not entirely sure either, but he hasn't had any recent flare-ups, so I suppose he's doing alright."
Conan nodded thoughtfully.
Because Qianzhu was asleep, they didn't stay in the room the whole time. After chatting for a few minutes, they decided to go out together.
Liu Qingyao drove Conan to the small village where the explosion had occurred.
Around 6 p.m., Qianzhu also woke up.
He picked up the books that had fallen to the ground and put them away. He got up, washed his face, dried it, and then took out his phone to check it.
"Dawn, check the progress of the plan."
[Yes, sir.]
After a moment, Dawn spoke again:
[The progress of divine detection has reached 12%.]
[The 'Death Moonlight' project is expected to restart in ten days.]
[Faith Power collection has reached 1140%.]
[...]
Qianzhu simply cooked herself a bowl of noodles while listening to Dawn's report.
After Dawn finished his report, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it, then said calmly, "The schedule should be revised based on the actual situation."
[clear. ]
Qianzhu was eating noodles while scrolling through her phone doing calculations.
Pramia is currently undergoing treatment at Death and will be able to move around freely in a couple of days.
The explosions in the small village near Tokyo were purely to draw the police's attention and were also a provocation from 'Puramia'.
As long as they do not find the deadly threat of Pramiya, their vigilance will not decrease.
Qianzhu tapped her fingertip on the phone screen, pondering whether there was anything in the plan that needed to be completed.
After a moment, he slowly said, "Dawn, send an anonymous text message to Ran Mouri."
[yes. ]
"Also, send another text message to Ai Haibara three days later." After a pause, Chizuru added.
After receiving Dawn's response, he finished the noodles in his bowl and washed the bowl and chopsticks.
After taking a bath, he went to the piano room.
He sat down at the black and white piano, and the sound of the piano flowed from his fingertips, but the piece he was playing at this moment was completely different in style from the tranquil and peaceful pieces he had already released.
Dull, oppressive, and desolate.
It is filled with a suffocating sense of brokenness and addiction.
But the performer was not troubled by the mournful notes; he remained calm and indifferent, as if observing the suffering others were experiencing from a superior position.
The song ended.
Qianzhu withdrew her hands from the piano keys without expression.
His eyes seemed to have become empty again.
He doesn't actually love music.
All he wanted was the inspiration that the emotions in the music would give him.
By using music as a cover, he can better demonstrate the persona he has created, thereby getting what he wants.
Of course, there is another reason.
Excellent music can evoke emotional resonance in listeners.
Qianzhu sat in front of the piano and thought for a moment.
A few moments passed in silence. He pulled down the piano lid, tidied himself up a bit, and then got up and left the piano room.
......
Ran Mouri, who was at the hospital taking care of her father, suddenly received an unknown text message. She didn't reply to it for the time being because she felt it was a bit strange, and she also had to prepare food for her elderly father.
At the same time, Conan's phone beeped twice as he arrived at the village called Shanya with Liu Qingyao.
It was Shinichi Kudo's phone ringing, so he glanced at Liu Qingyao, who was observing her surroundings, and took out his phone to check it.
The email I received was anonymous, but it looked like a regular advertisement.
Conan was puzzled for a moment, but didn't think much of it. When he heard Liu Qingyao calling him, he responded and immediately put away his phone and ran over.
"Brother Liu, have you discovered something?"
Conan walked over to him and asked.
Liu Qingyao shook her head. "No, I just suddenly thought of something."
"What's up?"
“I’m a bit confused. This village is in a rather remote location, and at first glance, it doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Pramia. Besides, even if she escaped, she shouldn’t have any bombs planted here, right? Weren’t the bombs hidden elsewhere dealt with by the police? Going to the trouble of blowing up a village with few inhabitants would be a losing proposition for her.”
Liu Qingyao stroked her chin and guessed in a low voice.
After listening quietly, Conan nodded. "I've thought about all of what you said, so I think this explosion is just someone trying to shift the blame to Pramia."
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