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

When he asks you for evidence, I will play the recording. He can ask you how you got the recording, or where you are right now, but you don't need to answer any of those questions.

Kiyoko nodded, "I understand." She took out her phone and reminded them, "The police have a reverse tracking program. If you stay here for too long, they might be able to find you."

Ying Sheng said, "Even if the police and the liquor company have infiltrated each other and know that you are important now, it is unlikely that the information will be passed down to the Third Investigation Division. In Inspector Megure's eyes, you should not have any problems, and the probability of them coming after you is very small."

Even if they find us, this is a hotel, so we have plenty of leeway.

"Ok."

Kiyoko pressed the dial button.

Things were going smoothly, and when the recording started playing, Ying Sheng's thoughts inexplicably drifted away a little.

Since Amuro Tooru dared to return to the public eye so nonchalantly, we should be prepared for what's to come. Regardless of what measures the police take against Amuro Tooru, Hotaru will always be able to glean something from it.

Anyway, with Hara Yoshiaki as the catalyst, even if Amuro Tooru hides in the shadows like Gin from now on, he won't be completely without a place to be found.

Ying Sheng had considered inviting him out again, just like she did at the bar last night, then ambushing him from behind, giving him a dose of truth serum, and interrogating him—that would be simpler and more direct.

But if you encounter problems both times you invite the other party, then that's rather suspicious.

Moreover, Amuro Tooru isn't stupid. After last night's experience, he'll definitely be extremely vigilant about everything around him lately, strictly adhering to principles like "a wise man doesn't stand under a crumbling wall." Trying to scheme against him again will be much more troublesome.

It's certainly possible to drag things out until the other side relaxes their guard, but the longer it goes on, the more variables there will be. Sometimes it's better to be a little more swift.

The more anxious you are, the more chaotic things will become, and the more likely the enemy is to make mistakes.

Besides, Ying Sheng didn't want to play these kinds of games with them every day. Wouldn't it be better to resolve this as soon as possible and save the time and energy to go on dates with Xiao Lan?

Oh, and Miss Liu Feng too.

It's a bit strange, but after meeting Eri Kisaki, Hotaru became increasingly curious about the online friend he had never met.

Elegant, intellectual, and mature, Miss Liu Feng must also have a similar image.

A slight touch suddenly came from between my eyebrows.

Ying Sheng, having finished his thought, noticed that Qingzi had extended her index finger and was gently poking between his eyebrows. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, a hint of resentment in them, and she leaned close to Ying Sheng's ear, whispering:

"Were you thinking about another woman just now? At least when you're with me, that kind of thing is absolutely forbidden."

"Really?" Ying Sheng asked in return.

"Of course you are, your eyes don't lie." Kiyoko cupped Hotaru's face in her hands, her expression quite disappointed. "Am I really that unattractive?"

"How can I explain it to you so that you'll believe me? Others aren't even a fraction as good as you now."

Ying Sheng thought that her hope was only a tiny fraction of what it seemed.

"I don't believe what you're saying."

As Kiyoko spoke, a sweet kiss slowly touched Hotaru's lips, then gently parted.

"I want you to remember my taste, forever."

Ying Sheng raised a finger and touched his lips, the subtle sensation still lingering. He sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Qingzi, I didn't give you enough security. I promise you, it won't happen again."

He reached out and hugged Kiyoko, then lowered his head and kissed her, savoring each other's scents for a long time before reluctantly parting.

Kiyoko looked closely into Hotaru's eyes, and her gaze gradually softened.

[Love +3]

The returns are good; now I can really get a refund for the plane ticket.

Ying Sheng thought.

The recording played continuously on the desk.

One hour later, at 12:40 PM.

Sitting in a Japanese restaurant, Ying Sheng had just returned the menu to the waiter when he received a new message on his phone. It wasn't an email, but a Skype message, an instant messaging app, which was also where he and Ms. Liu Feng chatted anonymously.

— Have a good weekend, Mr. Bingley.

Ying Sheng glanced at the message, turned off his phone, and didn't reply.

"Don't worry about me, Hotaru. I don't want to be an obstacle."

Across from her, Kiyoko, with a gentle gaze, took off her off-white straw hat and placed it aside.

Ying Sheng shook his head: "There's nothing to reply to. How's your learning progress? If we can rent a supercomputer, the formula for the human skin mask can be deciphered very quickly."

Kiyoko looked dejected: "That's still a long way off, Hotaru. Am I too useless?"

"No, that's not true. Self-study is troublesome by nature, and only a few days have passed."

As soon as Ying Sheng finished speaking, his phone rang again. This time it was Xiao Lan calling. He raised his hand to silence the phone, placed it face down on the table, and looked at Qing Zi again. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qing Zi sigh softly, reach out and take his phone, answer it, put it on the table, and push it back to him.

Ying Sheng didn't look at his phone; he just quietly watched Qing Zi, who gave him an innocent look.

"Mizuki-kun, Mom has agreed to come watch my match."

Xiao Lan's voice could be faintly heard coming from the phone.

Ying Sheng picked up his phone: "This is a good thing. Is there any additional explanation?"

"Because I mentioned that my father was also going, my mother didn't want to meet him for the time being, so she said she wouldn't be in a prominent position in the stands."

I think, since Dad has difficulty moving around right now, if we just move him to the stands so Mom can easily spot him, we can easily avoid him. So I wanted to ask Mizuki-kun to send my dad there before the match starts.”

Xiao Lan spoke with a rather shrewd tone.

This left Ying Sheng speechless for a moment. He said helplessly, "I mean, if you've gone to this extent, what's the point of them coming here? Are they just here to witness you win the championship? You're not fighting for them to think highly of you."

"This……"

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment: "What Shuiyue-kun means is that it's best to let Mom and Dad meet and see how they get along, right... No, since Mom has already brought it up to this point, the answer is already obvious. It seems like it's okay if they don't go."

"That is indeed a possibility, but the current avoidance doesn't prove anything."

"I understand. I'll touch on it a little when Mom comes back. Thank you, Mizuki-kun."

"Be mindful of the degree, be mindful of your position."

"I know, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Sheng immediately put his phone on silent and put it in his pocket.

Qingzi asked curiously, "You seem to be helping Miss Lan solve her family problems?"

“Those are just minor details; the most important thing is its impact on Xiaolan,” Ying Sheng said calmly. “The influence of family on a person is that great, you…”

"How about we go to a bar together tonight?" Qingzi interrupted.

Why are you suddenly bringing this up?

"Because it's been a long time since I've been there."

"We'll see how it goes. There have been a lot of unexpected events lately, so I can't guarantee anything."

"Oh."

The restaurant wasn't far from the stadium. After the meal, Ying Sheng and Qing Zi walked side by side to the stadium. They ran into a few classmates along the way, and the two greeted them without any hesitation. They only separated when they entered the stadium.

Kiyoko dislikes karate and noise, and since she came here to fish, she naturally wanted to sit in a spacious place with few spectators around her.

Because of Hotaru's situation, Teitan High School and Beika High School merged into one place, which does not meet this condition.

"Watch your position. It's not good for me to keep looking at you with my head turned to the side," Ying Sheng reminded him.

"Relax, relax, I know that much." Kiyoko glanced behind Hotaru and smiled gently. "I'll be going now. I'll wait for you, Hotaru."

She turned and left, merging into the crowd.

Hotaru turned around and saw Sonoko Suzuki glaring at him with a dark expression.

Good afternoon, Garden.

Ying Sheng greeted him and turned to leave.

But he was pulled back the next second.

Amidst the noisy crowd, Sonoko grabbed Hotaru by the back of his collar, ignoring the strange looks from those around them, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were special to Ran? What's going on today? And why Kiyoko? Don't you know about her relationship with Kudo?"

Ying Sheng looked helpless: "Have you heard a story before?"

"what?"

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Zen Master Foyin taught Su Dongpo to meditate. After sitting facing each other for a while, Su Dongpo asked Foyin: What do I look like to you? Foyin replied: I look like a Buddha.

Ying Sheng stopped there, saw that Sonoko looked blank, shook his head, slapped her hand away, and joined the crowd, leaving directly behind.

Sonoko stood there, feeling like she had been given the runaround, but she couldn't find any evidence to prove it.

"So that's it!"

A passerby, who was watching the drama unfold, exclaimed in sudden realization. Sonoko quickly went over to ask for help and saw the second half of the story.

After answering, Foyin asked Su Dongpo: What do I look like to you?

Su Dongpo replied: A pile of cow dung.

The monk Foyin remained unmoved after listening, while Su Dongpo was smug, thinking he had won. Only after returning home and being enlightened by his younger sister did he realize that Foyin, having Buddha in his heart, saw all beings as Buddhas, while he…

Upon seeing this, Sonoko felt a surge of shame and anger. That bastard, Mizuki Hotaru!

But this also made her hesitate a bit. Could it be that she had really misunderstood?

That seems to be true. There's nothing wrong with classmates talking to each other.

Thinking this, ten minutes later, Sonoko on the stands asked Hotaru next to her if he and Kiyoko were just classmates.

Ying Sheng shook his head: "We are lovers."

"puff--!!!!"

Chapter 272 Eri Kisaki Must Confront Her Emotional Issues

Sonoko nearly coughed up blood and died. She stared at Hotaru in disbelief, her hand trembling as she pointed at him.

"you you you……"

Sonoko really wanted to swear. You just dared to talk about the story of Buddha Seal. You yourself are a huge piece of scum, okay? She definitely wouldn't be wrong!