Chapter 250 Kudo Shinichi: I want to be Conan Doyle in the Heisei era
Polo Bar.
Before opening.
There was a small figure sitting at the bar with an untouched glass of juice in front of him.
"Ugh."
Conan sighed and looked listless.
"What's wrong, little Conan? Did someone bully you at school?" Chris, who had just changed into work clothes and came out of the lounge, saw little Conan's appearance and immediately asked with a smile.
This child looks exactly like his father when he was a child, making people want to love him well.
Lin Ye, who was wiping the cup, raised his head and glanced at Conan, who looked listless.
This little devil only has the right to bully others, who dares to bully him?
There is another reason why this little guy became like this.
Conan nodded, his expression looking even more melancholy.
"Who is so bold as to bully you? Tell me and I will help you vent your anger."
elder sister?
Lin Ye glanced at Chris.
Well, judging from her appearance alone, with fair skin, beautiful face and big curly hair, there is nothing wrong with her calling herself a sister.
"Really? Sister Chris!"
Conan perked up and looked at Chris expectantly.
"Of course, when has my sister ever lied to you? Tell me, if anyone dares to bully you, I will definitely help you!"
"It's my dad!" Conan wrinkled his nose and looked angry, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Your dad?" Chris was stunned. "What did he do to you?"
"Laodong... ahem, I don't know what's wrong with dad. He no longer accepts commissions. He said he wants to be a great mystery novelist like grandpa. He's been staying at home all day lately." Little Conan said with a depressed look on his face.
"Isn't this good? Your father doesn't have to travel around the world anymore and can stay at home with you and your mother..." Curacao came over and asked in some confusion after hearing Conan's complaint.
Conan sighed, "Sister Sylvie, you don't know, ever since he attended a parent-teacher conference at school, he has been nagging me all day long and setting rules for me. It's so annoying. I would rather he stay the same as before and not come back."
"Sister Chris, you will help me, right?"
Conan blinked his big eyes and looked at Chris pitifully.
Chris smiled and said, "Of course I'm on your side. I'll be sure to give your dad a good talk the next time he comes to the store."
"Thank you, Sister Chris!" Conan immediately called sweetly.
Chris' smile grew wider.
[Ah, Sister Chris, it sounds so pleasant. I feel decades younger.]
"I have to go home now. Otherwise, I'll be late and Lao Dong will... cough cough, Dad is nagging me. Goodbye, Sister Chris, goodbye, Sister Sylvie, goodbye, Uncle Lin."
Conan jumped off the chair, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave.
When he turned around, a smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.
[Humph, old man, if you keep nagging me, I'll find someone else to nag you! ]
[We've taken care of Aunt Chris, now it's time to file a complaint against Grandpa and Grandma, and Grandpa and Grandma-in-law!]
Conan walked towards the door of the bar, planning his next course of action in his mind.
"Conan."
At this time, Lin Ye's voice came from the bar.
Conan turned around, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a harmless and cute expression.
"Anything else, Uncle Lin?"
Lin Ye glanced at him with a half-smile and warned him, "Be careful on the road."
Conan showed an innocent smile like a little angel and nodded vigorously: "Well, thank you Uncle Lin for your concern, I will be careful."
Just as he was about to turn around, Lin Ye added: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing..."
Conan kept a smile on his face, standing there, listening patiently. [Can't this playboy, who loves his daughter and lives off his wife, finish what he wants to say at once? ]
This brat!
Lin Ye's eyes twitched.
"Remember to listen to your mother and don't let her worry."
"Yes, I will." Conan looked like a good boy.
[He's not really interested in my mom, is he? There might have been a chance before, but now the old guy stays at home all day. Sorry, you no longer have the chance to be my stepfather.]
Lin Ye looked at Conan's leaving back, and the smile on his face stiffened a little.
"So cute, little Conan, much cuter than his dad when he was a kid."
After Conan walked out, Chris was still looking at the door with a reluctant look on her face.
"I say, why don't you ask what he did in school? Just promise to help him." Lin Ye couldn't help but say.
"That's not necessary." Chris said as a matter of course, "What's wrong with children being a little naughty? We should let them release their nature. Children who are strictly disciplined will most likely be useless when they grow up."
Release nature?
What if it is evil nature?
Fortunately, this female devil is not a mother. If she had a child, I don’t know what kind of little devil she would raise.
"But it's really surprising that Shinichi doesn't want to be a detective anymore." Chris tilted her head slightly, tapping her snow-white chin with her fingertips, a little confused.
That mystery-crazed kid would actually give up being a detective? It's incredible.
Lin Ye said: "He just stopped being a detective, but he didn't give up reasoning. In the fictional world of novels, he can fully display his reasoning talent and design perfect methods that are difficult to achieve in reality, and then let the protagonist solve them with difficulty. He can also compete with readers all over the world. This creative process may be more interesting than solving cases himself. He has been a detective for so many years and solved so many cases. I am afraid that real cases can hardly satisfy him anymore."
Chris thought about it, clapped her hands and laughed, "I see, real cases can't satisfy Shinichi, so he plans to design puzzles himself and solve them himself. When creating, he is both a criminal and a detective, brilliant! As expected of Shinichi, he really knows how to have fun!"
Lin Ye further analyzed: "He has a wealth of experience in cases. He has witnessed all kinds of bizarre cases. These experiences will become the material for his creations. With these valuable experiences, I believe he will soon be able to stand out in the mystery novel world and become a mystery novelist on par with his father, or even surpass his father."
"Oh oh, he wants to surpass his father!"
Glancing at Chris who was inexplicably excited, Lin Ye added, "But these are not the main reasons."
"What? These aren't the main reasons?" Chris was surprised. "Then why did he choose this path?"
Lin Ye smiled and kept silent.
"Don't keep me in suspense, tell me now, or I'll sleep at your house tonight."
"Hehe, that's not necessary. I said it." Lin Ye immediately lost his composure. If this female devil went home, he would have to endure Xuehui's contempt for at least a week.
"Go ahead, I'm listening." Chris said with a smile, a proud expression of having succeeded.
Lin Ye glanced at her and did not directly tell her Kudo's motive. Instead, he asked her a question first.
“Why are humans fascinated by stories?”
Chris thought for a moment and replied, "Because it's fun?"
“That’s one of the reasons, but more importantly, stories have the power to move people.
Stories have existed since the birth of human language and have continued to evolve with humans to this day.
Whether it is a true story or a fictional story, the emotional experience it brings is real, and it will be internalized as an experience and integrated into our cognition, just like a torrent washing away boulders, cleansing our souls. "
The golden light shone on Lin Ye's face, making him look somewhat dignified. Chris wanted to laugh, but held it back.
Lin Ye's tone was vague. He glanced at her calmly and continued:
"Kudo has seen too many deaths. Every time a case occurs, there is at least one victim. Innocent victims, victims who deserved it, criminals who had no choice, criminals with malicious intent, tragedies caused by misunderstandings? Various cases have left traces in his heart, intertwined into the word 'tragedy'."
"Many tragedies can be avoided, but they still happen. Why do murders happen so often? Why do criminals do this? Why do these cruel incidents happen?"
"After thinking about it, Kudo concluded that there was something wrong with the criminal's heart."
"So, he wanted to use the power of stories to move people's hearts, express his own experiences and thoughts in the form of stories, heal the readers' hearts, and eliminate evil at the source."
"The more readers he has, the more people he can influence. The more readers are moved by his stories, the less likely they are to commit crimes."
“No matter how good a detective is, he can only punish criminals after a case has occurred, and his influence is limited. But if he becomes a world-class writer, his works will be passed down and continue to have an influence, even affecting readers a hundred years later. This is something a detective can never do.”
"This is the most important reason why he changed his career to writing novels."
(End of this chapter)
Polo Bar.
Before opening.
There was a small figure sitting at the bar with an untouched glass of juice in front of him.
"Ugh."
Conan sighed and looked listless.
"What's wrong, little Conan? Did someone bully you at school?" Chris, who had just changed into work clothes and came out of the lounge, saw little Conan's appearance and immediately asked with a smile.
This child looks exactly like his father when he was a child, making people want to love him well.
Lin Ye, who was wiping the cup, raised his head and glanced at Conan, who looked listless.
This little devil only has the right to bully others, who dares to bully him?
There is another reason why this little guy became like this.
Conan nodded, his expression looking even more melancholy.
"Who is so bold as to bully you? Tell me and I will help you vent your anger."
elder sister?
Lin Ye glanced at Chris.
Well, judging from her appearance alone, with fair skin, beautiful face and big curly hair, there is nothing wrong with her calling herself a sister.
"Really? Sister Chris!"
Conan perked up and looked at Chris expectantly.
"Of course, when has my sister ever lied to you? Tell me, if anyone dares to bully you, I will definitely help you!"
"It's my dad!" Conan wrinkled his nose and looked angry, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Your dad?" Chris was stunned. "What did he do to you?"
"Laodong... ahem, I don't know what's wrong with dad. He no longer accepts commissions. He said he wants to be a great mystery novelist like grandpa. He's been staying at home all day lately." Little Conan said with a depressed look on his face.
"Isn't this good? Your father doesn't have to travel around the world anymore and can stay at home with you and your mother..." Curacao came over and asked in some confusion after hearing Conan's complaint.
Conan sighed, "Sister Sylvie, you don't know, ever since he attended a parent-teacher conference at school, he has been nagging me all day long and setting rules for me. It's so annoying. I would rather he stay the same as before and not come back."
"Sister Chris, you will help me, right?"
Conan blinked his big eyes and looked at Chris pitifully.
Chris smiled and said, "Of course I'm on your side. I'll be sure to give your dad a good talk the next time he comes to the store."
"Thank you, Sister Chris!" Conan immediately called sweetly.
Chris' smile grew wider.
[Ah, Sister Chris, it sounds so pleasant. I feel decades younger.]
"I have to go home now. Otherwise, I'll be late and Lao Dong will... cough cough, Dad is nagging me. Goodbye, Sister Chris, goodbye, Sister Sylvie, goodbye, Uncle Lin."
Conan jumped off the chair, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave.
When he turned around, a smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.
[Humph, old man, if you keep nagging me, I'll find someone else to nag you! ]
[We've taken care of Aunt Chris, now it's time to file a complaint against Grandpa and Grandma, and Grandpa and Grandma-in-law!]
Conan walked towards the door of the bar, planning his next course of action in his mind.
"Conan."
At this time, Lin Ye's voice came from the bar.
Conan turned around, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a harmless and cute expression.
"Anything else, Uncle Lin?"
Lin Ye glanced at him with a half-smile and warned him, "Be careful on the road."
Conan showed an innocent smile like a little angel and nodded vigorously: "Well, thank you Uncle Lin for your concern, I will be careful."
Just as he was about to turn around, Lin Ye added: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing..."
Conan kept a smile on his face, standing there, listening patiently. [Can't this playboy, who loves his daughter and lives off his wife, finish what he wants to say at once? ]
This brat!
Lin Ye's eyes twitched.
"Remember to listen to your mother and don't let her worry."
"Yes, I will." Conan looked like a good boy.
[He's not really interested in my mom, is he? There might have been a chance before, but now the old guy stays at home all day. Sorry, you no longer have the chance to be my stepfather.]
Lin Ye looked at Conan's leaving back, and the smile on his face stiffened a little.
"So cute, little Conan, much cuter than his dad when he was a kid."
After Conan walked out, Chris was still looking at the door with a reluctant look on her face.
"I say, why don't you ask what he did in school? Just promise to help him." Lin Ye couldn't help but say.
"That's not necessary." Chris said as a matter of course, "What's wrong with children being a little naughty? We should let them release their nature. Children who are strictly disciplined will most likely be useless when they grow up."
Release nature?
What if it is evil nature?
Fortunately, this female devil is not a mother. If she had a child, I don’t know what kind of little devil she would raise.
"But it's really surprising that Shinichi doesn't want to be a detective anymore." Chris tilted her head slightly, tapping her snow-white chin with her fingertips, a little confused.
That mystery-crazed kid would actually give up being a detective? It's incredible.
Lin Ye said: "He just stopped being a detective, but he didn't give up reasoning. In the fictional world of novels, he can fully display his reasoning talent and design perfect methods that are difficult to achieve in reality, and then let the protagonist solve them with difficulty. He can also compete with readers all over the world. This creative process may be more interesting than solving cases himself. He has been a detective for so many years and solved so many cases. I am afraid that real cases can hardly satisfy him anymore."
Chris thought about it, clapped her hands and laughed, "I see, real cases can't satisfy Shinichi, so he plans to design puzzles himself and solve them himself. When creating, he is both a criminal and a detective, brilliant! As expected of Shinichi, he really knows how to have fun!"
Lin Ye further analyzed: "He has a wealth of experience in cases. He has witnessed all kinds of bizarre cases. These experiences will become the material for his creations. With these valuable experiences, I believe he will soon be able to stand out in the mystery novel world and become a mystery novelist on par with his father, or even surpass his father."
"Oh oh, he wants to surpass his father!"
Glancing at Chris who was inexplicably excited, Lin Ye added, "But these are not the main reasons."
"What? These aren't the main reasons?" Chris was surprised. "Then why did he choose this path?"
Lin Ye smiled and kept silent.
"Don't keep me in suspense, tell me now, or I'll sleep at your house tonight."
"Hehe, that's not necessary. I said it." Lin Ye immediately lost his composure. If this female devil went home, he would have to endure Xuehui's contempt for at least a week.
"Go ahead, I'm listening." Chris said with a smile, a proud expression of having succeeded.
Lin Ye glanced at her and did not directly tell her Kudo's motive. Instead, he asked her a question first.
“Why are humans fascinated by stories?”
Chris thought for a moment and replied, "Because it's fun?"
“That’s one of the reasons, but more importantly, stories have the power to move people.
Stories have existed since the birth of human language and have continued to evolve with humans to this day.
Whether it is a true story or a fictional story, the emotional experience it brings is real, and it will be internalized as an experience and integrated into our cognition, just like a torrent washing away boulders, cleansing our souls. "
The golden light shone on Lin Ye's face, making him look somewhat dignified. Chris wanted to laugh, but held it back.
Lin Ye's tone was vague. He glanced at her calmly and continued:
"Kudo has seen too many deaths. Every time a case occurs, there is at least one victim. Innocent victims, victims who deserved it, criminals who had no choice, criminals with malicious intent, tragedies caused by misunderstandings? Various cases have left traces in his heart, intertwined into the word 'tragedy'."
"Many tragedies can be avoided, but they still happen. Why do murders happen so often? Why do criminals do this? Why do these cruel incidents happen?"
"After thinking about it, Kudo concluded that there was something wrong with the criminal's heart."
"So, he wanted to use the power of stories to move people's hearts, express his own experiences and thoughts in the form of stories, heal the readers' hearts, and eliminate evil at the source."
"The more readers he has, the more people he can influence. The more readers are moved by his stories, the less likely they are to commit crimes."
“No matter how good a detective is, he can only punish criminals after a case has occurred, and his influence is limited. But if he becomes a world-class writer, his works will be passed down and continue to have an influence, even affecting readers a hundred years later. This is something a detective can never do.”
"This is the most important reason why he changed his career to writing novels."
(End of this chapter)
