Miss Miyano Wants Me to Confess

Chapter 33: Miss Miyano Wants Me to Confess

Of course, Lin Xinyi couldn't possibly accept such a job.

He was just a part-time Forensic Consultant, without even a single assistant who understood the professional knowledge, and they wanted him to prop up an entire Autopsy Department?

It was clearly a setup to work him to death with overtime.

Saying they wanted him to be the Department Head of Autopsy Department Three was just casually throwing out a department no one wanted, hoping a person with ambition like him would burn his youth there.

The work pressure would probably be a hundred times worse than what he experienced in his previous life.

"Haha, Inspector Megure, I have things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

"We can talk about this later."

Lin Xinyi turned around with a smile and promptly slipped away.

Miyano Shiho, who had been waiting, left with him.

"Brother Lin! Think about it again, we can discuss the compensation!" Inspector Megure called out persistently from behind him.

"Definitely, definitely."

Lin Xinyi was all smiles, his receding footsteps quickening.

After a quick farewell to Kudo and Mouri Ran, he and Miyano Shiho squeezed a path through the onlookers and quietly left the crime scene.

"Sorry, that took up quite a bit of time."

Lin Xinyi said, walking forward with a hint of apology.

"Mm, it's fine."

Miss Miyano shook her head, uncharacteristically not giving him the cold shoulder.

Not only did she not treat Lin Xinyi coldly, but she also observed him closely with a meaningful gaze.

Her gaze held three parts shock, three parts curiosity, and four parts a different kind of interest.

And Miyano Shiho made no attempt to hide her emotions.

She stared at the man openly and frankly, which, conversely, made Lin Xinyi feel a bit uneasy. "What's wrong, Miyano?"

Miyano Shiho pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Why do you care about other people's deaths?"

"That kind of thing clearly has nothing to do with you."

That was a good question.

Lin Xinyi thought about it seriously for a moment, then finally replied:

"Perhaps I've always had this instinct deep down."

"Whenever I see death, I can't help but want to find the truth for the deceased."

It could be described as a kind of sentiment, the kind that many clever people would mock.

However, a Forensic Officer's job truly couldn't be done without a bit of sentiment.

After all, compared to doctors, Forensic Officers, aside from having more stable doctor-patient relationships and not having to worry about medical disputes, were inferior to doctors in terms of compensation, prospects, and working environment.

Yet, their learning costs and the effort they put in were almost the same.

If there were too many clever people and too few fools, who would become a Forensic Officer?

Without Forensic Officers, how could crime be combated, how could peace be maintained, how could potential murderers be deterred, allowing ordinary people to live their lives peacefully without fear of being killed at any moment?

The normal functioning of society relied on these "fools" with sentiment.

Therefore, Lin Xinyi always believed that his sentiment was not laughable at all.

"Hahahaha."

Miyano Shiho laughed out loud, quite unreservedly.

Lin Xinyi: "…"

He had no idea that this gloomy, icy young lady could actually laugh.

Was it really that funny?

What he said was clearly positive, inspiring words, not a comedic routine!

"Cough, cough."

Miyano Shiho quickly realized her unprecedented lapse in composure.

"Sorry, I suddenly thought of something very funny."

Miyano Shiho lightly covered her mouth, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

But no matter how hard she tried, that elusive smile lingered on her lips:

Although Lin Xinyi's words weren't funny at all.

But such positive, inspiring words, coming from people like them, truly carried a sense of dark humor.

"Hey, hey, stop laughing."

Lin Xinyi's face darkened.

Even this usually cold-faced girl, who rarely bothered to curve her lips when speaking, was laughing at him. It was inexplicably annoying.

"Oh, that reminds me."

Lin Xinyi suddenly thought of a way to retaliate:

"When Ishikawa rushed at you just now, why didn't you dodge?"

"Were you simply spacing out? Or…"

"Did you instinctively want to help stop that criminal?"

A moment of silence.

For some unknown reason, Miss Miyano suddenly found it hard to keep smiling.

"Perhaps that's it."

She averted her gaze from Lin Xinyi, making it impossible to see the emotions in her eyes:

"Perhaps even I, subconsciously, want to be one of those 'goody-two-shoes' who live in the sunlight and fight against darkness."

"..."

Her voice gradually softened, and the air grew quiet.

After a brief silence, Miyano Shiho gave Lin Xinyi a meaningful look:

"You're different from before."

Lin Xinyi met her gaze calmly:

"Perhaps you didn't know much about me before."

Miyano Shiho was subtly choked up.

Indeed, her knowledge of Lin Xinyi before was almost zero.

The old Lin Xinyi was a closed-off person. Even Miyano Shiho, who had spent the most time with him in the organization, knew almost nothing about his inner world.

Of course, then again, Miyano Shiho had no interest in understanding this tool sent by the organization to monitor her.

The words they exchanged today were probably more than they had spoken in the past year combined.

And today, after seeing another side of Lin Xinyi that had been hidden, Miyano Shiho gradually realized that this guy wasn't so annoying after all.

Not only was he not annoying, but there was also a strange sense of "shared misfortune":

Living in darkness, yet holding onto light—

It turned out that, in this regard, Lin Xinyi was actually very much like her.

And his previous self-imposed isolation, perhaps like her own cold personality, was also a product of the struggle and pain he felt in the conflict between darkness and light?

Thinking this, Miyano Shiho's gaze towards Lin Xinyi softened considerably.

There was no longer that faint hostility in her eyes, just a sense of calm.

But…

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Miyano Shiho suddenly realized that while she was observing Lin Xinyi, he had also been staring deeply at her with a complex, unreadable gaze.

That kind of look was hard to decipher.

But from Lin Xinyi's slightly mumbling lips, it was clear that this man had something he wanted to say but was hesitating, afraid to speak.

Wait…

Miss Miyano suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little off:

Lin Xinyi wouldn't, seeing her attitude soften, think he had an opportunity and try to confess to her again, would he?

Hey, hey, I just thought our tragedies were somewhat similar, so I was a little nicer to you. I wasn't trying to get cozy with you!

Miyano Shiho, who had no dating experience, suddenly felt her scalp tingle:

Men are such a hassle…

Like bacteria in a petri dish, give them a little nutrition and they immediately start thinking about reproduction.

"You…"

Miss Miyano quickly adopted a cold expression:

"If you have something to say, just say it directly."

She never beat around the bush. If she didn't like something, she would never give anyone the chance to pester her.

So, Miyano Shiho was prepared to let Lin Xinyi say everything he wanted this time, and then she would clearly and earnestly refuse him.

Come on, don't be so hesitant.

If you want to confess, just say it!

With such a fierce thought, Miyano Shiho gazed intently at Lin Xinyi.

Lin Xinyi felt very uncomfortable being stared at. "I…"

"You?" Miss Miyano raised an eyebrow.

"I was just going to ask…"

"Ask what?" Miss Miyano held her breath, ready to retort at any moment.

"Uh, I was just going to ask…"

Lin Xinyi carefully chose his words:

"Are you not buying that coffee anymore?"

Miyano Shiho: "…"

He doesn't have the courage to say it?

This guy can actually be so timid and hesitant, completely unlike how resolute and confident he was during the autopsy just now.

Never mind, it's understandable.

After all, once the prefrontal cortex determines that a person likes someone, neurons will continuously send signals to the adrenal glands, producing norepinephrine, which maintains a state of excitement.

The limbic system secretes dopamine, making people addicted to this feeling, while simultaneously inhibiting the amygdala, which controls emotions, from making correct decisions, causing people in love to lose their usual rationality and composure.

Miyano Shiho was a biology student; she understood this.

Looking at Lin Xinyi's nervous, hesitant, and on-the-verge-of-speaking expression, he's probably completely controlled by hormones. It would take a lot of effort to reject him.

"Sigh…"

Miss Miyano sighed helplessly, then rolled her beautiful eyes slightly.

"I'm not drinking coffee anymore."

"But, are you really just asking me about coffee? If you have any other questions, it's best to say them now. Otherwise, don't bring them up again in the future."

She clearly stated her position.

"Uh, never mind." After some internal struggle, Lin Xinyi gave up.

"Never mind? That's good then."

Miss Miyano got the result she wanted, but somehow, she felt a strange sense of disappointment.

Lin Xinyi's expression quickly returned to normal as well, as if nothing had happened.

But this was only on the surface.

His heart was actually far from calm.

The words he couldn't say remained stuck in his mind, like a stone that would never fall:

Stupid woman!

I clearly hinted so obviously!

If you're not drinking the coffee, then give me back my 1000 yen!

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