He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

"Kudo, what do you solve cases for? Is it to gain the approval of others? If they don't approve of you, would you still do it?"

"what?"

Shinichi Kudo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Of course I will. I solve cases simply because I enjoy it. A detective's job is to relentlessly pursue the truth, and being misunderstood or disapproved of doesn't bother me at all. Besides, weren't you going to give me Akemi's address?"

"I don't know yet. I'll ask later. Besides, it's almost noon now, and you're not in a hurry to go over for lunch. Anyway, bye."

Ignoring the bewildered Shinichi Kudo, Hotaru hung up the phone and looked at Ran again:

"In short, Attorney Fei and Mr. Mori will be coming, but you must know that you are not competing for them; everything you do is for yourself."

Xiaolan nodded emphatically: "I definitely will!"

Ying Sheng stared intently into her eyes, and Xiao Lan did not look away at all. Their gazes remained locked for a few moments before Ying Sheng smiled and looked away.

"Although I haven't fully grasped it yet, it's not bad. Let's take it slow and keep watching the game."

Xiao Lan smiled and said, "Okay."

The conversation ended there, and the two turned back to watch the game. In the oval-shaped arena, the noise from this side spread far and wide. Ying Sheng leaned on the back of the seat in front of him and slowly drifted off to sleep in a state of inexplicable comfort.

Ah, catching up on sleep is definitely the most comfortable thing.

When I woke up again, it was already 11:50 a.m. The contestants from Beika High School had all come to the stands, and with the unique novelty and vigor of young people, they quickly mingled with the Teitan High School students.

Ying Sheng, still half-asleep, glanced at Xiao Lan who had woken him up: "Why didn't you just carry me to the hotel and then wake me up?"

"........."

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him: "What are you saying? Let's go."

Ying Sheng reached out his hand to her, but Xiao Lan grabbed his forearm, pulled him up, and said irritably:

"Seriously, what did you do last night?"

Ying Sheng stretched and followed the group out of the stadium with Xiao Lan.

"What else could it be? My old profession, of course."

"Heh, you're really not keeping your word."

"I have indeed stopped deceiving other people's feelings, because you said that you would exchange sincerity for sincerity. Now I tell those people directly, I'm sorry, I don't love you. If you are willing to have feelings for me, then thank you. If not, then it's okay."

"...Is there something wrong with your understanding of the concept of reciprocating sincerity?"

"Of course not, but the prerequisites are a bit difficult for me."

"sincere……"

Xiaolan sighed softly, "Let me confirm first, is Shuiyue-kun's understanding of this concept correct?"

Ying Sheng laughed: "To doubt Liu Ying in such a matter is to underestimate her."

"So you really haven't been tempted even once? It always seems so unbelievable."

"Of course it existed, but it was something you couldn't understand."

"Belief?"

Xiao Lan remembered that Ying Sheng had mentioned Xuan Tian many times.

"Similar, but not exactly the same. It's a very strange state, it is..." Seeing the unease in Xiaolan's eyes, Ying Sheng smiled and changed the subject, "Just kidding. We've talked about this before, haven't we? My answer was that my spiritual world is very complete, and I don't have that kind of need."

Xiaolan knew that Ying Sheng was probably not joking, but she didn't delve into it and continued, "But Shuiyue-kun wasn't born like this, was he? Before... Ivy League? There must have been a time before."

She, like the winery, clearly interpreted Ying Sheng's personality change as a sudden realization after his failed suicide attempt.

"Um……"

Ying Sheng thought it was normal for Xiao Lan to have such thoughts, but he really didn't know or care whether Shui Yue Ying Sheng had ever been attracted to anyone before he arrived.

Meanwhile, on Tian Shu's side...

Ying Sheng stroked his chin and pondered, "Perhaps, it can't be said that there's absolutely none."

Xiao Lan's eyes lit up: "What kind of person is she?"

Ying Sheng was slightly taken aback: "Her?"

Xiaolan was also stunned, then suddenly realized something, her expression changed drastically, she took three steps back in horror, and looked at Yingsheng in disbelief:

"Shuiyue-jun, you...you actually...you actually!"

"Hey, that's a really weird reaction!"

Seeing that everyone in front of him was drawn to her, Ying Sheng quickly stepped forward, covered Xiao Lan's mouth, and whispered in her ear, "It! This 'it'! Yes, it's her! Just think of her as a two-dimensional paper doll. I just didn't realize it for a moment."

Xiaolan felt a sense of relief, but there was still some caution in her eyes as she looked over: "Really?"

"........."

Ying Sheng said helplessly, "Can't you tell from my behavior? Xiao Lan, you're not a fujoshi, are you?"

"........."

Xiaolan said timidly, "Actually, I've always felt that the flower name 'Firefly' sounds rather feminine. And Shuiyue-kun is such a handsome young man with such great skin, and..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ying Sheng quickly interrupted, sighing, "If you keep saying that, I'll have to think about it..."

"You've started a new business?" Xiaolan blinked.

"..."

Ying Sheng gritted his teeth: "I should think about how to prove it to you in a concrete way!"

Xiaolan's cheeks flushed slightly. She turned her head away and continued to follow the group ahead: "Then tell me what kind of person she is. And, does Mizuki-kun even watch anime?"

Ying Sheng shook his head and followed: "It's not anime, um... you can simply understand her as a virtual character, but actually she doesn't even have a character, she's just a kind of stream of consciousness."

"Eh?"

Xiaolan turned around and asked tentatively, "Is it some kind of image that Shuiyue-jun imagined himself?"

Ying Sheng curled her lip: "Not at all. My imagination only accounts for a small part, but you can understand it that way. What, are you going to pity this poor wretch?"

"No! Not at all!"

Xiao Lan quickly shook her head: "Shuiyue-jun has a very rich inner world, I'm so envious."

"Heh, you're not telling the truth."

"No, please continue, Mizuki-kun. I'm very curious."

"There's not much to say. In short, she's always been with me, so it's natural that I would develop feelings for her."

Before Tian Shu became Tian Shu, he was just industrial product number 1001 that came off a certain assembly line.

From the very first second he gained his memories, a gentle voice accompanied him, teaching him everything in the world, always by his side, no matter when or where.

Until that day, he was favored by Xuan Tian.

Chapter 173 Ying Sheng: I dare not look into your eyes, Xiao Lan

"Eh?"

Xiaolan pouted and said, "This is too brief. It doesn't say anything at all."

Ying Sheng shrugged: "I already said it's stream of consciousness. Even her voice is something I imagined myself. I can't describe it to you at all."

"What kind of voice does Shuiyue-kun imagine? And she should have a general image, right? Is she a gentle older sister or a cute little girl?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

"All wonders arise from the mind, do you understand?"

Ying Sheng glanced at Xiao Lan: "She's not a human being, an inconvenient creature with a fixed form. Whenever I feel something in my heart or sense something external, her stream of consciousness is constantly changing. Even if I were to give her some kind of anthropomorphic image, she would definitely be a celestial maiden, nonexistent in the human world, indescribable. Moreover, I never intended to lower her status in this way. She is like clouds and smoke, air and sunlight, omnipresent, existing alongside me."

Xiaolan remained silent for a long time: "Is she a part of you?"

That's roughly the idea.

"Then she... I'm sorry, now that you put it that way, I finally understand why you referred to it as 'it' just now." Xiaolan's eyes were filled with complex emotions. Air, sunlight—these were necessities for life. And then there was Shuiyue-kun's past...

You must be very lonely.

Because of loneliness, I used my rich imagination to conjure up such an existence in my spiritual world, and from then on, the world was no longer empty.

Compared to her, she is truly admirable in her strength.

Looking at Xiaolan's expression, Yingsheng roughly guessed what she was thinking, but he didn't explain. Although he didn't shy away from talking about the past, they were from different worlds, so it wasn't appropriate to delve into it.

Xiaolan finally raised her head, her eyes shining with a hint of hope: "May I know how Shuiyue-kun addresses her?"

Ying Sheng smiled gently: "Wonderful Sound."

“Wonderful sound…”

“Four trillion nayuta hundreds of thousands of sentient beings have never aspired to the supreme enlightenment…” Ying Sheng paused for a moment, “Never mind, just think of it as a beautiful sound, and then you can understand it as containing great wisdom that guides me in everything I do.”

Xiao Lan seemed thoughtful: "It is indeed a very nice name, but..." She paused, then said somewhat nervously, "Isn't Bodhi a Buddhist term? And Shuiyue-jun said last time..." She finally stopped.

When it comes to matters of faith, it's best for someone like her, who has no connection to the issue, to keep quiet.

But Ying Sheng had clearly understood, and chuckled, "You mean to talk about Xuan Tian, ​​right?"

Xiaolan nodded weakly: "If it's inconvenient..."

"nothing."

Ying Sheng hesitated for two seconds: "You can think of Miao Yin as a teacher in compulsory education, and Xuan Tian as my parents, professional mentor, superior, leader, and everything else. This is not really a belief, and it has little to do with Buddhism or Taoism, but it doesn't matter, let's leave it at that."

Everyone who grows up in a public orphanage will hear wonderful sounds, but not everyone will be favored by the gods.

"In short, that's the whole process of how I fell for him."

Ying Sheng smiled and looked at Xiao Lan, who was still deep in thought, and said with a smile, "What, do you want to introduce me to a woman based on this idea?"

Xiaolan shook her head dejectedly: "The imagery described by Shuiyue-jun is too beautiful; it simply doesn't exist in reality."

"So, I have no choice but to become an experiential learner if I can't be an experiential learner."

"...May I ask how she left?"

"Didn't the answer already come out?"