Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 242 Thinking

People will die.

The only difference is when and how to die.

Whether they like it or not, this is an unavoidable ending for everyone, whether it is Qingming as a Taoist priest, Koizumi Hongko as a witch, or Ayumi, Xiaolan, Haibara Ai and others.

This is an inevitable outcome.

When you die, you can no longer have anything, and there will be nothing left.

Terrible thing.

"I really don't want to see the sad image of myself gradually getting old and dying!"

Qingming sighed secretly.

At this time, he was sitting on a bench in the aisle of the hospital, and Xinming Xiangbaoli sat beside him.

I cried for a long time just now.

Maybe it's tired, or maybe it's because you want to escape from reality, leaning on Qingming's shoulders, you fall into the world of dreams.

However, even if it is a dream, it may also be a nightmare.

Frowning tightly, her expression seemed a little uneasy, and she grabbed Qingming's arm vigorously with both hands, perhaps this would give her a sense of security.

Her mother and doctors went to deal with the rest.

As a well-known mystery novelist, Xinming Ren Tailang's death was not concealed for long. Those reporters always seemed to have a mysterious source of information, and they had gathered outside the hospital at this time.

They want to come in, and they're trying to get in.

But it's just futile.

Qingming didn't have much affection for creatures like reporters, so she used a little magic to ensure that the hospital would not be disturbed.

He likes quiet.

Sitting here, quietly thinking about something.

"Life is always so fragile."

He thought so.

It's hard to say when, a tiny accident can kill a person's life.

Powerless.

Even with the ability, there is no way to revive a dead person.

At this moment, Qingming had to think seriously about a question: what exactly is his ability used for?As a Taoist priest, what should he do?
mischief?
For your own benefit?
Or is it just using your own abilities to act mischievously and satisfy your own desires (beep~)?
Maybe.

What else can I do.

Robbing the rich to help the poor?

Or save the people from the fire and water?

Or to unify the world and let the whole world enter the Datong society?
Maybe.

But Qingming doesn't have such lofty ideals, nor does he have the mood to do these seemingly lofty things.

"Sure enough, I don't have any dreams!"

Qingming shook her head.

Perhaps, like Xinming Ren Taro, he should do something, not to mention immortality, at least he can leave something to prove his existence after death.

The new name Ren Taro has achieved it. As a mystery novelist, as long as there are no major changes, his name will be handed down along with his novels.

The new name Xiangbaoli can also do it.

Her talent in writing novels is much higher than that of her father, and her achievements will be even greater. Maybe one day she will be able to write a famous novel like Sherlock Holmes.

Neither Qingming nor Mr. Xiaolin can compare to this point.

"However, at least I'm much better than Mr. Xiaolin!"

Qingming thought so.

Perhaps it should be said that it is "less than the top, more than the bottom". Mr. Xiaolin is completely at the bottom, and anyone can step on it. It is estimated that there is no possibility of turning over in this life.

Qingming still has infinite possibilities, after all, he is a Taoist priest.

Although he is a Taoist priest who doesn't understand why he lives, what he wants to do, and what he should do.

"Maybe you have to find the meaning of living."

He continued to think.

But how to find it?Traveling?
Easier said than done.

"what?"

Suddenly a person appeared and seemed surprised to see Qingming.

Qingming squinted at the past.

It's Conan.

And there was a man and a woman beside him, Shuichi Akai, Judy, and another person walking behind, maybe the one named James.

It doesn't matter, and Qingming doesn't bother to care.

"Qingming, why are you here? What are you here for?"

Conan was a little curious.

He stopped in his tracks, took a closer look, and looked even more puzzled.

"Is this the new name Miss Xiangboli?"

He knew Xinming Xiangbaoli. After all, Xinming Xiangbaoli had submitted a commission to Mori Kogoro to find his father before, but Qingming found him first.

That was an opportunity to get to know each other.

Akai Shuichi and Judy also stopped, looking at Qingming with a little wariness in their eyes.

They didn't have much contact with Qingming, and naturally they didn't have much trust. It was strange that they were not on guard.

"what?"

Judy suddenly felt a little surprised.

She and Qingming have met before, if you really want to say, Qingming can also be regarded as her "student", although she only met once at school.

It does not matter.

Qingming didn't intend to take care of them, but just yawned, looking a little impatient.

"It's nothing to do with you, just go and play."

Wherever Conan was, it was very unsafe, and something might happen.

It's better to say that something will happen in this hospital soon.

Although Conan didn't know why Qingming and Xinna Xiangbaoli were here, Qingming knew why Conan and Akai Shuichi were here.

Because of Rena Mizumu, they hid them in this hospital.

Hondo Eisuke, as well as the organization's Gin, Belmode and others are currently looking for traces of Mizumu Rena, and it won't be long before they find this place.

Maybe it's already here.

Qingming hasn't paid much attention to this aspect recently, so I don't know much about it.

It doesn't matter anyway.

Although he didn't get an answer, but because he still had his own things to do, Conan didn't say much, and left with Akai Shuichi and the others.

Shuichi Akai, Judy and that James all glanced at Qingming.

But that's about it.

Qingming looked at their backs as they went away.

Then shook his head.

"Everyone has something to do!"

……

Everyone is doing what they want to do, only myself doing nothing.

This may be loneliness.

Qingming doesn't quite understand the meaning of "loneliness", and he has never bothered to think about these issues, just muddling along.

Not to mention that.

Shinna Kabori didn't sleep for long and woke up soon.

After talking to Qingming, she followed her mother to deal with the rest of the matter.

Nearly midnight.

It seemed that he just remembered that Qingming was still here, and walked over with a somewhat haggard face.

Seems to want to show a smile.

But it was too reluctant, only the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and finally gave up this choice.

"Qingming..."

She spoke.

His voice sounded a little hoarse, which caused him to slur his words, and he coughed a few times before he planned to continue talking.

But Qingming waved his hand and stopped her.

"I'll stay here with you. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do. Just go about your own business and don't worry about mine."

"I...thank you."

Shinna Kabori wanted to say something, but in the end he just wanted to say thank you.

I'm not in the mood to say anything.

Glancing at Qingming gratefully, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Qingming stopped her.

When she stopped and turned around to look at Qingming suspiciously, he walked up to her, raised his hand, and stroked her head.

"Don't be too sad, your father certainly doesn't want to see you like this."

"..."

Shinna Kabori didn't speak, just nodded.

Then turned to leave.

This time Qingming didn't stop her, just sat down and watched her leave.

The new name Xiangboli quickly disappeared around the corner.

As soon as he left, Conan appeared.

This time he was alone, Akai Shuichi and Judy didn't know where they were, maybe they were busy with their affairs.

Conan looked a little surprised.

"Ms. Ren Taro, the new name, has passed away?"

It seems that he heard this news from someone else, and he is also a fan of the new name Ren Tailang. This news is not good news for him.

"Ah."

Qingming responded.

He didn't intend to ignore Conan because he was thinking.

What is it about death?

(End of this chapter)