Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 150 The Murderer

Teacher Yonehara, is she the murderer?
  Haiyuan, who realized this, was not in a good mood.

After Lu Ren came out of the room, Haiyuan called him aside and asked him to help solve the problem.

"Yes. Don't tell others about this matter. Wait for the police to come and let her surrender."

"understood."

This is really
  呵.
  Haiyuan lowered his head and went upstairs.

Lu Ren frowned at this move, and his appraisal was not yet closed.

[Homo sapiens (low)]

What happened to this child?
  Lu Ren wanted to follow up and ask, but was stopped by the person in front of him.

"I have something to ask you. Let's go back to the room and tell you."

【Homo sapiens (angry)】

This is not surprising.

It is more troublesome.

Lu Ren followed Conan back to his room and locked the door. The conversation that follows, if nothing else, cannot be heard by others.

"You know, right? You've always known it." Conan's voice was faint as soon as the door closed.

"what do you know?"

"I know that Shimoda was the murderer of the case three years ago, and I also know that Yonehara's next target is him. He will die. And you chose to indulge." Conan did not look back. He opened the window and let the cold wind howl.

"Maybe. What do you want to express?" Lu Ren walked to Conan.

"Let me tell you a story. There was a small island near Tokyo called Moon Shadow Island more than ten years ago."

Conan told the complete story of the Moonlight Murders, all the way to Asai's honest self-immolation.

But he was powerless to stop it.

"From then on, I learned the weight of life. Using reasoning to force a prisoner into a desperate situation is different from a murderer."

Conan resisted the urge to turn around and look at Lu Ren next to him, "How is it any different from a murderer to just sit back and allow the murderer to commit the crime? You are obviously fully capable of saving him."

"I don't know the difference." Lu Ren paused for a moment and began to make up excuses. The next step was to test his acting skills.

He said slowly, "I told you that I once worked as a war correspondent for a period of time."

"Ah."

"People's lives there are like grass, and hell on earth is nothing more than this.

I have seen people who were escaping being shot down like wheat, falling to the ground in pieces.

I've seen people who lost their homes commit suicide out of despair.

I have seen babies crying because they were hungry because they had no milk to drink.

I have also seen mothers who were holding their babies one moment and then dropped their babies to death on the ground the next. Because his bite hurt her.

You ask, can I save these people, or should I save them?
  When I was on the battlefield, I found that the moral concepts I had cultivated before, all kindness and justice, collapsed at that moment. The number of victims reached tens of thousands. Personal power seems so fragile and powerless. "

Conan didn't answer, and Lu Ren didn't need him to answer, but continued.

"I chose to persevere, thinking that I could save one person. I started with bread. I brought a lot of bread and water and distributed them to them. I thought I did the right thing.

But who would have thought that after the mercenaries left, they began to bite each other, using up their last strength, just for a few pieces of bread. Mother kills child, husband kills wife
  Hunger broke everyone's backbone. "

Lu Ren lit a cigarette, "I killed them with my own hands. Tear off their last disguise. Throw a piece of bread to the ground and step on it a few times. None of the dogs here will eat it. They eat. They You even have to lick your shoes to pray for another piece of bread. The dignity is gone.”

Conan remained silent.

"Since that incident, I have chosen to stand by and ignore them until they die. You said, what is the difference between not saving someone when you have the ability and killing someone?

Then tell me how you want me to save him. I save now, then before"

Lu Ren took a strong sip, and the smoke suddenly entered his lungs, causing him to start coughing.

"Everyone who died in front of me crawled out one by one, questioning and accusing me. Are you showing kindness now? Then why didn't you save me in the first place? Why didn't you save my child? You murderer, Executioner."

Conan remained silent.

"The murderers are destroying the world, and the savers are repairing it, but the cannon fodders are always complimenting the murderers. If you ask me where the bottom line is, then this is my answer. I can't fix this. The world will never let you be a submissive cannon fodder."

"Yeah. I understand." Conan turned and walked out of the room.

Lu Ren is Lu Ren, he is him. The paths are different, so there is no need to force it.

From the beginning, they were not in the same boat.

just
  There was something wrong with my behavior today.

He never knew about Lu Ren's past.

If he had known this in advance, would his approach have changed?

This question passed through Conan's mind for a moment, and he soon found the answer.

His approach will not change. Many things in this world are not black and white.

But in the field he insists on, right is right and wrong is wrong.

He can't change Lu Ren's views, and vice versa.

Reflected through the window glass, Lu Ren was sure that Conan had walked out of the room.

He breathed a sigh of relief, now that the play was over.

then
  never mind. Haibara is just emo, he is also tired.

Just draw a prize and rest.

Lu Ren took out the banknotes from his wallet, lit it with the cigarette in his hand, threw it out of the window, and watched the sparks fly across the sky and dissipate.

He was in a slightly better mood.

Conan's statement is undoubtedly correct, but
  "I told you in advance, I just want to be worthy of myself."

Maybe from now on, they will never have the same relationship they had before.

Also, is this guy Conan not going to continue acting? Showdown?
  That's all, it doesn't matter.

Lu Ren called out the disc and pulled it casually. White light flashed and there was a packet of seeds in his hand.

【Purple iris】

Flower seeds?
  If I remember correctly, this is the national flower of France, symbolizing freedom.

Go back to the yard.

Let’s forget it this time, and come see Big Brother for a drink next time when I have time.

At five o'clock in the morning, the piercing siren woke Lu Ren up. After everyone walked out of the villa, Mihara took the initiative to surrender.

After learning the truth, Yuanzi Xiaolan fell into great sadness.

Lu Ren glanced at it and didn't care.

He looked at Sundoshi and said, "Go back and sort out the information, and send me the article you wrote within today."

"Yes."

Then, Lu Ren pulled Huiyuan, who was still looking confused, and led her to ride against the police car.

He didn't even say hello to Xiaolan or the others and left directly. Even if you hit them, they won't be able to hear you. It's a waste of time.

The police car passed by the Rice Krispies Hotel and stopped.

Mu Mu watched Lu Ren get off the car with reluctance. If possible, he would take Lu Ren all the way to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Lu Ren could hardly count the notes he had to make.

But this time he saw that Lu Ren seemed to be in a real hurry, so he didn't force it, thinking that he would talk about it next time.

After starting his own Porsche, "I'll take you home."

"Ah."

Just then, Lu Ren's cell phone rang, "I'll answer the call first."

"Ah."

"Who?" After hearing the voice from the other side, Lu Ren was silent for a moment and handed the phone to Haiyuan, "You can talk to her."

Then, Lu Ren got out of the car, leaned on the Porsche, and lit a cigarette again.

The call just now was from Miyano Akemi.

(End of this chapter)