"Edogawa Conan" is gone after all.
Looking at the room where she was alone, Ruriko Motoyama burst into tears.
But, suddenly, she smiled again.
Yes, she smiled.
These were the happiest days of her life.
She knew very well that she would never see "Edogawa Conan" again.
However, she will never forget this time.
She will remember it forever.
When "Edogawa Conan" left, he left her a check.
At the end of 1940, Ruriko Motoyama returned to China.
She never married in her life.
After the war, Ruriko Motoyama opened a small hotel in her hometown of Shiga Prefecture.
The name of this small hotel is:
Edogawa!
She has been waiting for that person to suddenly appear in front of her one day.
But she didn't wait.
In 1975, Ruriko Motoyama sold the hotel and moved into a nursing home.
Later, when Motoyama Ruriko was dying, a nurse came in and said to her:
"Someone brought you a strange gift."
This strange gift is actually a rope.
As soon as she saw this slender rope, Motoyama Ruriko's eyes lit up.
There was even a girlish shy blush on her face.
She took the rope tremblingly.
There is a sign hanging on one end of the rope that reads:
I've been here, I've seen it, I've conquered it. Shanghai!
Ruriko Motoyama smiled happily.
He came, he saw, he conquered.
She didn't know what he conquered, but at least he conquered himself!
The next day, Ruriko Motoyama passed away.
She left with a smile and no regrets.
Until her death, she held this slender rope firmly in her hand, which brought her infinite happiness.
…
After three rounds of hand-to-hand talks, they reached the third set that decided the outcome.
In the first two sets, both sides won one and lost one.
This crucial third set has also reached the middle of the game.
Both sides are becoming more cautious.
Every step will be taken after a long period of careful consideration.
From noon to dark, it is only the middle of the day.
It's impossible to tell which side has the upper hand.
Both Jiang Xiushan and Matsui Yuya were the same, with thick beads of sweat on their foreheads and painful expressions on their faces.
Why is playing chess so painful?
"I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore."
Matsui Yuya dejectedly put the black chess piece into the chess box carefully: "I discovered it two hours ago, but I can't leave the chess game. I have been persisting, but now I really can't persist anymore."
"You are a chess fanatic, and so am I." Jiang Xiushan gasped and said, "I persisted for two full hours, but I couldn't hold on anymore. Putting aside the grievances between China and Japan, I respect you for being a chess fanatic. .”
"Where is the poison?"
After Matsui Yuya finished asking, he found that Jiang Xiushan's eyes fell on "Yongzi".
Matsui Yuya suddenly realized: "You poisoned Nagako, and then I grabbed the rice ball with my bare hands to eat, so I was poisoned. What a pity, this is Nagako."
"The poison on chess can be erased, but the poison in people's hearts will never disappear." Jiang Xiushan looked pale: "You should not come to China. You can stay in Japan. You will become a generation of Go masters."
"The interests of the Empire take precedence over all else."
Matsui Yuya shook his head: "Why do you want to kill me?"
"My son, my only son, died on the Songhu battlefield, in your hands." Jiang Xiushan murmured: "I wanted to take revenge, but I was powerless. They found me. Gave me a chance. I agreed, I agreed. I don’t know which beast killed my son, but you also have Chinese blood on your hands, right?"
"idiot!"
Standing behind him, Matsui Yuya's men roared angrily. He rushed over and grabbed Jiang Xiushan's entourage.
"Let him go." Matsui Yuya stopped his men. He looked at the follower: "What's your name?"
"Du Yuye."
"Are you from the military command?"
"No, I am the teacher's student."
Matsui Yuya nodded: "Mr. Jiang, are you willing to die with me like this?"
"Actually, they also made another plan. I have a way to escape." Jiang Xiushan said calmly: "But I didn't agree. Go is about peace, but I used Go to kill people and tarnished Go. So , I decided to die in chess!"
Sacrifice yourself in chess.
This is a true chess fanatic!
Matsui Yuya called his subordinates to his side: "I am about to die. After I die, please bury me and Mr. Jiang together, and write two chess idiots on the tombstone."
"Hai!"
"There is still him." Matsui Yuya was talking about Du Yuye: "Let him go."
"What? Let it go?"
"Yes, let go." Matsui Yuya couldn't argue: "Mr. Du Yuye."
Du Yuye didn't expect that he would be released. He was already prepared to die calmly.
"In Japan, I have a son who has been very talented in Go since he was a child." Matsui Yuya's consciousness began to blur, but he pinched himself hard and tried to wake himself up:
"Please remember this game of chess firmly. When the war is over, find him. Starting from the last move we played, finish this game of chess. This is my last wish, please!"
Du Yuye glanced at the teacher.
Jiang Xiushan has fallen to the ground, but what he said in this world is:
"Finish it..."
It starts with chess and ends with chess.
Matsui Yuya also died.
He died next to Jiang Xiushan.
He discovered early on that he had been poisoned, but he was unwilling to leave the chess game.
He kept going until he couldn't go on anymore.
He is a devil, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless Chinese people.
But his obsession with chess is awe-inspiring in this sense alone.
He would rather die to continue the chess game.
His only regret before his death was that he had not finished the game.
According to his last wish, he and Jiang Xiushan were buried together.
The tombstone reads:
Two chess enthusiasts.
After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the tomb was re-excavated.
Jiang Xiushan was reburied.
The tombstone reads "Patriotic Master, National Player of a Generation".
Matsui Yuya's bones were not abandoned in the wilderness, but a new grave was set up.
However, there are no tombstones.
…
1983.
"This is the unfinished game."
The old man put down the last chess piece: "Back then, my teacher placed the last white piece here."
Opposite him, the Japanese man in his fifties stared at the chessboard and frowned.
"shall we start now?"
"Okay, Mr. Du."
Mr. Du sat down: "It's your turn."
Then he said:
"I will never forgive you, ever. But this is my teacher's last wish. He is a real chess fanatic. As his last student alive, I will work hard to finish the game and win this last game. The victory of the game!"
