Chapter 66 I don't understand but I can understand
Chapter 66 I don't understand but I can understand
After hearing this answer, Qinghai Chuantang smiled lightly and did not comment.
The silver-haired killer who was trying to kill his girlfriend the last second did not have any resentment towards her.
Instead, he grabbed the other person when he accidentally fell from the building.
And he said such righteous words as "I don't know why people kill people, but people don't need a reason to save people."
Should we praise his kindness and courage, or should we say he is stupid?
"The FBI was involved in the Silver-Haired Killer case a year ago, and I was the profiler who assisted in finding the murderer."
"In a certain alley, I found the figure of the silver-haired killer. You should know the story after that, without me having to tell you. What I want to talk about is the news that the silver-haired killer committed suicide, because it is not true."
"The fingerprints, bloodstains, and everything else were cleaned up. It was just a homicide disguised as a suicide."
"In the end, the case was closed as a suicide, and I was nicknamed a liar because of my misjudgment."
"Are you confused after hearing this? Don't worry, just keep listening."
"After the silver-haired killer was rescued by two kind-hearted children, the two children left the scene."
"When the silver-haired killer changed his disguise and prepared to leave, he was bumped into by a little boy."
"Without hesitation, the man took out a silenced pistol and shot him through the chest."
"The little boy's last words were, 'Mummy, that sister'."
"So I figured out that the one who 'committed suicide' was indeed the Silver-haired Killer himself, and the Silver-haired Killer I met before was actually someone pretending to be him."
"At that time, a certain FBI agent whose identity was exposed in the organization returned to the United States. So the other party's purpose was obvious."
"And in the organization, the person who has the ability to disguise and change voice is Vermouth. But this sounded very ridiculous to the ears of those people at that time."
"Because they don't believe that there is such a magical thing as the art of disguise in this world, and they don't believe that anyone can really do it."
"They thought I was crazy because I couldn't accept the death of my child."
"Or maybe they thought that they came up with such a ridiculous excuse in order to keep the case under investigation. So, they secretly called me a 'liar'."
"Disguise and voice changing, it does sound incredible, right? If you don't see it with your own eyes, some people may never believe that there are such magical skills in their entire lives."
"Just like if you don't experience it yourself, how can you believe that there is really a drug that can make a person smaller?"
"You don't need a reason to save someone. I reluctantly agree with you."
"After all, in an emergency, the body's subconscious reaction may be out of control."
"But the life of a murderer is a life, but my child's life is not a life, right?"
These words seemed like a torture to his soul.
He didn't feel cold before, but now he felt that even the milk was icy cold.
He wasn't regretting, he just had mixed feelings.
If, if it is really as she said, what should be my attitude towards Vermouth?
Kill people, save people.
For your own kindness, let go
A certain mystery in his heart seemed to be suddenly solved, and he seemed to have suddenly found the answer to a question that had been bothering him for a long time.
But I didn't find this answer myself.
He opened his mouth as if to say "sorry".
"Twenty years ago, Judy's family was killed by Vermouth."
Before he could finish his words, the other party dropped another bombshell.
"A year ago, my child was killed by Vermouth."
Conan finally understood where the other party's misunderstanding of him came from.
"Because you and your girlfriend saved her, she has always been grateful to you. Otherwise, she would have been shot dead long ago."
After saying this, Qinghai Chuantang drank the last sip of beer in the can.
He threw it out casually, and it landed steadily in the plastic bag, colliding with other beer cans, making a crisp sound.
“A year later, I returned to Japan.”
"Not long after I returned to Japan, I went to buy a cup of coffee. It happened to rain and I forgot to bring an umbrella. Your girlfriend and her friends just happened to show up."
"She showed me kindness and took me home with an umbrella, and I am really grateful for that."
"So, I will express my gratitude when I should repay you. But it doesn't mean that I will choose to forgive you for that matter."
"No matter what the situation was, at least for me, I couldn't forgive, and I couldn't say this simple word."
"When I think of his body sleeping in the ground, his eyes closed, he can no longer feel the colors of the world, he can no longer feel his mother's embrace, I can no longer hear him call me 'Mom'. I feel like my heart is being cut by a knife."
"So, Edogawa Conan."
Qing Hai Chuan Tang looked at him and continued, "You should be grateful for the decision you made in choosing to defeat the organization as 'Edogawa Conan'."
"If it was 'Kudo Shinichi', maybe I would choose to stand on the opposite side of you."
He felt that the other person's eyes and tone were cold, like an ice knife.
Should he be grateful that the other party did not take his anger out on himself?
"In fact, at the beginning, I felt that you were like a child living in a 'utopia', unaware of the sufferings of the world."
"Your idol is Sherlock Holmes? But what Holmes said and what he did don't seem to be consistent with some of your concepts and ideas."
"You can certainly say this is the fault of the times, but the fact is that human beings are contradictory creatures."
"Like you, and like me, we sometimes do things that contradict ourselves, and even say things that contradict ourselves."
There are no absolutes in many things.
"I don't mean to blame you, although I do hate you a little."
In a way, she is an honest person.
It’s just that sometimes, people feel that being honest is a little scary.
Just like it is now.
It was not direct, but it indirectly caused the death of the other person's child. How is this different from killing someone with your own hands?
Conan looked down at his hands.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
"Okay, little Conan. The weather is too cold and the night is too dark. It's time to go back."
Qinghai Chuantang smiled, then stood up and picked up the plastic bag on the bench.
Just as she turned and was about to leave, Conan called her.
"I feel very sorry for 'his' misfortune. Although I didn't kill him personally, I indirectly caused this result."
"If that person is really Vermouth, I will definitely hand her over to the law in the end and make her pay the price for the mistakes and crimes she has committed."
"No matter what the reason or excuse is, killing someone is wrong."
"No matter who the other party is, even if one day my friend kills someone."
"If it was really him who did it, I would definitely not choose to cover it up when I found all the evidence and clues pointing to him."
There is no need for a reason to save people.
Killing is wrong.
But sometimes, a person can save and kill someone without realizing it.
“Is that your answer now?”
Qinghai Chuantang did not look back.
“That’s the answer I’ve always had in my mind.”
Conan's tone was very firm. "You once told me something, saying 'Even Sherlock Holmes cannot achieve absolute justice. As long as you do what you believe in, you don't have to care about other people's opinions, because everyone has different standards for measuring good and evil.'"
"I'm grateful that you told me this, because it made me firm up in some of my thoughts."
"None of us represents good or evil, and no one is the embodiment of justice or evil. We just choose different paths. You were once a member of the Black Organization, so have you ever killed anyone?"
If the other party's answer is affirmative, then Conan's next words might be: Those people you killed were equally innocent.
Unfortunately, the result was destined to be the opposite of what he expected.
Qinghai Chuantang turned to look at him and smiled, "Sorry, no. Because of someone, I can't do fighting and sniping, because it will make my hand habitually dislocate."
"I stayed away from guns after that. After joining the organization, I became a member of the intelligence team, living a life of free food, free drinks and free funding every day."
"So the organization really hates people like me."
"So, before I realized they were planning to get rid of me, I fled the organization. Of course, you could also say it was a betrayal."
"Perhaps you want to tell me some truths, hoping that I can be calmer when I meet Vermouth? Don't take revenge on someone personally, but let the law judge her?"
"Little friend Conan." Qinghai Chuantang sighed, then smiled again, "The misunderstanding between us may still be very deep."
"But the only thing I can tell you is that I am not that kind of person."
"Of course, I'm not a law-abiding person, although most of the time, I still follow this rule."
"It's just that sometimes people do things that touch the edge of the law."
So, sometimes it’s boring if you take it too seriously.
There may be people who can strictly demand themselves and achieve perfection.
But she hasn't met such a person yet.
"You have your persistence, and I have mine. However, we can still cooperate on certain issues. Of course, it is limited to 'cooperation'."
After saying this, Qinghai Chuantang turned around and left the park.
Conan looked up at the sky.
When a thin layer of snow fell on the tip of his nose, he felt a slightly cool feeling, just like his heart at the moment.
From a bystander's perspective, I might agree with his and Xiaolan's choice to save each other.
Just like what I said at that time -
There is no need for a reason to save people.
But if you were the person involved and knew the murderer of your child, but were powerless to do anything.
The feeling inside must be "hate".
When Conan recalled his first meeting with Qing Hai Chuan Tang and their subsequent interactions, he seemed to understand something - the reason why he was called "the liar".
"You seem to have a lot of secrets."
If what you say is true, I will make up for the mistakes I have made, even if it costs me everything.
"I promise."
After saying this softly, he walked in the opposite direction of Qinghai Chuantang.
The final destination is the opposite direction...
In fact, the real reason why she is a liar is that she loves to lie. The highest level of lies is that every word is true, but when combined together, it becomes a lie.
As for how much of the story is true or false, only the parties involved know.
(：D)|￣|＿Luckily, when Tang returned to Japan, it was after the full moon. Otherwise, when Akai wanted to let Vermouth go, she would probably shoot him first... (Shuiyi has a cockroach life, he won't die, don't worry.)
If you don’t experience it yourself...you will never understand the pain and pain of losing a family member.
About Vermouth. She helped Conan far more than Conan helped himself at that time.
There is a highly praised answer on Zhihu about what happened after Conan learned that the Silver-haired Killer was Vermouth’s identity, and it makes a lot of sense.
Judy: I can only choose to forgive?
(A little spoiler: Vermouth used to have a good relationship with Tang because they were very compatible in some aspects)
(End of this chapter)