Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

"What do you mean?"

Trying to calm down, Haibara Ai held Ran Mouri's hand for strength and comforted herself.

Don't scare yourself, things may not be what she imagined.

Karasuma Soshin glanced at the few people standing nearby. They had serious faces and were staring at him intently. They were an eyesore but he couldn't drive them away.

Then he continued to lower his eyes, pretending not to see it, and then casually punctured the hope in Haibara Ai's heart.

"The one you regard as your sister, what did Vermouth like to call her? I remember it was... Angel."

The breathing sound on the other end of the communication stopped instantly.

At this moment, it is just right and appropriate to describe Haibara Ai's mood as "a bolt from the blue".

Just like every person in the past who had his or her secret revealed to Karasuma Soshin and thought it was the most unlikely to be discovered.

After struggling to crawl out of the disbelief shock, Haibara Ai felt like she had fallen into a terrifying deep sea.

Apart from the seawater that kept pressing towards her, robbing her of her breath and life, the only thing left was the skylight from the sea that kept moving away from her sight.

A word "sorry" fell out of Huibara Ai's mouth subconsciously.

She is willing to atone for her betrayal, willing to pay any price, including her life, just asking Whiskey not to hurt those around her.

Tears fell silently from his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally bright, were gradually filled with deathly silence.

However, before the color of death could completely permeate Haibara Ai's eyes and her entire soul, Mao Li Ran's hug arrived first.

Trust, tenderness, perseverance...

Countless positive emotions sparkling with warm light were conveyed by Mouri Ran through a simple hug, reaching deep into Haibara Ai's soul.

In an instant, the gray-black silence that was about to occupy Haibara Ai's entire soul was completely dispelled.

The white hedgehog, curled up in the black fog and falling towards the deep sea, raised its head timidly and nervously, and found that it was gently lifted up by a powerful force.

Then, I saw the light of the sea.

"Hello, Karasuma-kun, I'm Mao Lilan."

Mao Lilan's sudden words startled Haibara Ai and she opened her eyes wide.

She wanted to break free from Mao Lilan's arms and stop Mao Lilan from passing through the Pearl Earmock and Whiskey Corner.

But he was stopped by Mao Lilan's gentle and strong counterattack.

She held Haibara Ai tightly in her arms, her cheek pressed tightly against Haibara Ai's profile, and the round and beautiful pearl earphones were embellished between the two faces.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whose accessories they belonged to.

On the other end of the communication, Karasuma Soshin, who had been silent for a long time, listened to the sound of Haibara Ai first collapsing and then being comforted and saved across thousands of miles.

He replied in a light tone:

"Good night, Miss Maori."

The side effects of the fever made Karasuma Soshin's eyes and brows show a hint of weakness that was hard to control, but no matter how weak he looked, he still managed to keep his voice very steady.

There was nothing wrong with it.

After a simple opening, there was a conversation between the two parties that was fully understood.

A conversation directed at Haibara Ai.

Mao Lilan was very clear about the person who was talking to her through the headset at the moment.

He was not the heir to the Karasuma Group in her memory, who was always noble, arrogant, cold and distant, and who showed more patience and kindness when dealing with children.

It's whiskey that makes people subconsciously tense whenever it is mentioned or even just thought of.

But in the brief conversation that followed, Mao Lilan always called Karasuma Soshin "Karasuma-kun".

Karasuma Soshin did not expose this little thought.

The voice on the other end of the line was gentle yet powerful, like a cool summer breeze, calming his irritable mood which had originally been caused by discomfort.

He did not respond perfunctorily to the content of the words, but listened carefully.

However, this gradually improving mood did not lead the conversation between him and Mao Lilan to a peaceful and friendly direction.

Karasuma Soshin admired Ran Mori's courage in facing Haibara Ai in order to protect him, but other than that, he did not feel any other emotions.

"I roughly understand what Miss Maori is thinking, and I don't have to hold on to a subordinate whose heart is with him.

Let’s put it this way, the Four Roses can be compared to the example of Kaito Kid.

Help me complete this task, and that will be a decent farewell to our friendly cooperation over this period of time.

Afterwards, we put the past behind us and went our separate ways.”

Considering that the Four Roses were still his subordinates and that he did not dislike Mao Lilan, Karasuma Soshin added with rare consideration:

“I will not reveal Four Roses’ past to others, and as for her future, I will not deliberately arrange for anyone to interfere.

As for whether we will end up in confrontation or even worse, it's all up to fate to decide."

"So what does Karasuma-kun need her for?"

Mao Lilan did not question whether Whiskey would fulfill its promise. Instead, she used her own sensitivity to accurately grasp the key points of his words.

For Whiskey to call it a decent farewell before the end of the cooperation, what he asked Ai to do must be extraordinary.

Haibara Ai thought more and let her die directly in this truly last mission, becoming an insignificant one among the countless casualties in Seymour City tonight.

How could this not be considered a decent farewell?

Farewell to the body is also a farewell, and it is a rare farewell in this world with a grand ceremony.

And afterwards, Whiskey took the path of life and she took the path of death, which was also a real sense of going their separate ways.

Deep down, Haibara Ai believed that Karasuma Soshin would not be so kind as to let her go.

But she did not speak, but waited silently for Karasuma Soshin on the other end of the line to make his request.

There was a hint of calmness and death in her beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry, I will tell you when the time comes. You two can enjoy the moonlight tonight first."

As soon as the words fell, Haibara Ai and Mouri Ran simultaneously heard the sound of the communication being unilaterally cut off.

I suddenly felt like there was a sword hanging over my head.

On the other end, after Karasuma Soshin hung up the phone, he immediately started coughing softly.

The three people standing next to Karasuma Soshin were like wooden stakes with only noses for breathing, and they turned a deaf ear to everything Karasuma Soshin said in front of them.

He just carefully followed the order to observe Karasuma Soshin's physical condition.

The similarities in their eyebrows and their identical expressions made the three of them look more like products produced on the same production line.

There was no trace of human emotion in their eyes, and the aura around them was almost the same as the sofa where Karasuma Soshin was lying at the moment.

There is not a single bit of fresh popularity.

Compared to the indifferent divinity that Karasuma Soshin occasionally revealed, the three of them only exuded coldness.

As cold as metal.

Another hour and a half of observation time passed, and one of the older middle-aged men almost took out a pen from his pocket while counting the time.

Then he quickly wrote a series of words on a specially bound booklet.

Another younger man began to busy himself with taking Karasuma Soshin's temperature and blood pressure.

As the young man reported out a string of numbers, the booklet in the middle-aged man's hand soon filled up a page.

The sound of turning pages was particularly clear in the quiet room.

During this time, the remaining young woman prepared a glass of water, and when the middle-aged man finished recording, the glass of water was in Karasuma Soshin's hands.

The whole process went smoothly, as if it had been done countless times.

Karasuma Soshin took the water and drank a sip or two, then lay back on the sofa.

He ignored the pile of medical supplies on the table and the three wooden stakes beside him that continued to stare at him and entered the next half hour of observation.

Pretend it doesn't exist.

The medicine tried this time is obviously not of the same level as the one tried in Berry Country last year.

Just at the beginning of the testing phase, an adverse reaction occurred that made Karasuma Soshin feel obviously uncomfortable.

But he knew very well that this time it would not end as easily as last time.

Otherwise, the person sent would not be...

The setting sun cast long shadows in the living room.

Part of it shone on Karasuma Soshin, and part of it shone on the table in the living room.

Just when his eyes were half open and about to close completely, the newly connected private communication in the headset made Karasuma Soshin open his eyes half tiredly and half irritated.

"Gin, are you in a hurry to tell me your last words so you can leave?"

There was a rare hint of annoyance in Karasuma Soshin's voice, and Gin on the other end of the phone was also unusually silent.

At this moment, he was sitting in the passenger seat of his beloved Porsche 356A. Outside the car window were the police who were starting a large-scale operation after the fog had cleared.

The Porsche 356A parked in an open-air parking space with its lights turned off and its engine shut down did not attract anyone's attention.

There was no one else in the car except him.

The driver's seat, where Vodka should have been, was empty.

"What's wrong with you?"

In the past, Gin would not ask this question, because the Whiskey he was familiar with was always indifferent to people, and every word he said had his purpose.

This kind of emotional behavior, where she cursed him directly with sharp and harsh words, which made people so angry that veins jumped, was a long time ago in his memory.

However, when he relived this familiar feeling again, Gin felt only frightened.

This rare behavior of exposing one's emotions in front of him had occurred more than ten years ago, as he knew.

Gin's cold and hard voice gave a good question a strong questioning atmosphere.

Understanding the concern, Karasuma Soshin blinked and took the opportunity to suppress the inexplicable irritation that was rising in his heart.

"It seems like you are really free. Instead of leaving Seymodo, you have the time to meddle in other people's business."

The voice on the other end of the phone returned to his familiar coldness, but Gin once again realized that the problem with Whiskey was definitely serious.

The two coughs during the call, the hint of irritability that unconsciously leaked out in his words, and his current attitude of avoiding talking about it...

Gin knew that no matter how much he asked, Whiskey would not tell him the truth, so he stopped talking.

Instead, I quickly recalled every frame of my communication with Whiskey tonight.

"Big brother~big brother~"

The "thump thump" sound of running outside the car and the familiar voice that followed interrupted the countless speculations in Gin's mind.