Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 600 It’s my honor

Toru Amuro, who wanted to hit the child in his heart, could hardly hold back the smile on his face.

He glanced at the waiter standing next to him, and then said to Tong Yun Xianhe with a slight warning:

"Next, I will take you to see that adult."

"Okay."

"..."

There was no ups and downs in the response, it was perfunctory to the extreme.

Looking at Yun Xianhe who didn't take the upcoming situation seriously at all, Amuro Toru took a deep breath.

Maybe this was the retribution for leaving get off work early at the winery today.

The two of them went up to the third floor of the villa one after the other.

The long and narrow corridor was dimly lit and looked underfunded.

Yun Xianhe, who was walking behind Amuro Toru, casually looked at the decorative paintings on the wall and listened to 113 muttering:

[There is a pinhole camera in the relief in the upper right corner of the painting one meter to the left front. ]

【Go straight for another two meters, and the eyes of the person in the painting on the right are cameras. 】

[The power cord of the camera is hidden in the gap in the floor five meters ahead. ]

[Wow, this place is really amazing, the blind spot is less than one centimeter. ]

Can't find the blind spot?

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes slightly.

A room under absolute surveillance? More like an observation room.

Doesn’t this also indirectly prove that this guy is afraid of death?

Amuro Toru, who was walking in front, just turned around and saw Yun Xianhe who was staring at the painting in a daze.

He followed the other person's gaze and saw a portrait of an angel showing compassion to a person who was suffering.

The old man was wearing tattered clothes, and his hand, like a dead tree, was placed on the angel's soft palm.

As if feeling sad about the old man's plight, the kind angel shed tears and decided to help the old man.

Then the blessing fell, and a holy light shone from the place where their palms met.

Toru Amuro rarely looked at the portraits along this corridor.

When I looked closely for the first time, I felt that the old man’s smile because of the blessing he received was a little too crazy.

Believers?

Before Amuro Toru could think about it carefully, he saw that Yun Xianhe, who had read the entire painting, had retracted his gaze, and there was even a moment of disgust on his face.

"There's no way those guys would do that."

"?"

When Toru Amuro suddenly heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be talking to himself, and asked knowingly:

"Are you talking about this painting, Xianhe-kun?"

"Well, this angel is so fake."

"Really? Aren't most paintings like this?"

"That's not what I saw."

"Ok?"

See? See what?

As if afraid that Amuro Toru wouldn't understand, Yun Xianhe casually explained:

"When I was in the emergency room before, I always saw those guys standing aside, saying that the time was not up yet or it would be over soon or something like that."

Amuro Toru: “???”

"Besides, they are very clean and would never do that."

The boy's white fingertips lightly tapped the two overlapping hands on the screen.

The chapped backs of my hands were covered with fine mud, making me look very dirty.

Based on Yun Xianhe’s understanding of those angels.

Even if they really reached out to catch such a hand, they would definitely be disgusted to the point of exploding in their hearts.

And if he saw it correctly, the angel in the picture was standing barefoot on the bloody grass.

It's normal to be barefoot, but stepping on the grass with something on it is absolutely impossible!

Suspension is pretty much the same.

If it must land, it will definitely release a holy light before landing.

Oh, by the way, Cotton had said before that these guys are very clean, so the first thing they do after receiving the souls is to wash them.

It is beautifully called the cleansing of worldly sins, karma and so on.

Toru Amuro didn't notice the second half of the sentence.

His main focus was on Yun Xianhe's previous sentence "I saw an angel in the emergency room."

...Is that a near-death hallucination?

Under normal circumstances, can humans see angels?

No, angels really exist?! This must be fake!

Shocked by the information, Toru Amuro fell silent, and for a moment he was unable to respond to Yun Xianhe's words.

Fortunately, the latter didn't pay much attention to him.

Yun Xianhe was discussing with 113 what would happen if he took the painting back to his world and showed it to the angels.

[Host, are there real angels in your world? ]

'No, the "angel" in my place is just a professional title. Although except for the lack of wings, the abilities they possess are no different from the legendary angels. Oh, by the way, we are not allowed to collect human souls.'

[Is that so? I don't know much about the world, but I think if this painting is taken to the 8615 world, the damage attribute will definitely double! ]

"Hahahahaha! I believe Aceyi will definitely not be able to resist and purify the entire world!"

After hearing this, 113 in the system space also started laughing.

Xiao Guangtuan found a platinum long curly wig from somewhere and put it on her head, and also put on an olive leaf crown, and took out a cardboard scepter from behind.

After changing his outfit, 113 carefully recalled the voice of the germophobe and sang in a pinched voice:

[Ah~~~ What a sad scene. Chel! Chel!!! Didn’t I ask you to go for purification an hour ago?]

[Huh——?! There’s a drunkard vomiting at the foot of the building over there! Chel! Purify! Go purify him! !]

As he spoke, 113 held the paper scepter in his hand and waved it twice quickly:

[Poor mortals, accept God's baptism! This is the angel's gift to you! Biubiubiu! ]

"Pfft, cough cough cough!"

Those who couldn't hold back their laughter quickly covered their mouths with their hands before being exposed.

But because he was breathing too quickly, he was choked by his saliva and started coughing uncontrollably.

Amuro Toru, who was startled back to his senses by the cough, quickly took two steps forward and reached out to support Yun Xianhe.

He handed the handkerchief to the person in front of him and asked with a frown:

"Are you ok?"

Through the fabric of clothes, I can feel the temperature of the other person's skin.

For a moment, Toru Amuro thought that Yun Xianhe might have a fever.

After all, the person in front of me has always had a poor physical condition.

Yun Xianhe waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

He took the handkerchief from Toru Amuro and wiped his mouth, then wiped the blood off his palm in the other's blind spot, and then put the handkerchief directly into his pocket.

'Where is the bleeding?'

[Throat, your throat is a little swollen. You coughed too hard just now and it broke.]

[Don't worry, I will monitor the indicators of this shell in real time. As long as the medication is taken in time, there will be absolutely no difference from a normal person. ]

‘Okay, okay. ’

As for how much these drugs cost and where to buy them...

113 glanced at the little Tiandao who was locked up by him and smiled gently.

It's your turn.

Xiao Tiandao, who had inexplicably received a kind smile, suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Is there a draft here?!

After his sense of pain was blocked, Yun Xianhe didn't care about these details at all.

There is no pain and no sluggishness when moving.

As long as it doesn't interfere with his eating, drinking, and strolling around, problems like coughing up blood can be ignored.

Feeling the concerned gazes from the people around him, Yun Xianhe began to change the subject:

"It's okay. I was distracted and choked. Oh, sorry, did I look at it for too long? It doesn't seem good to keep that old gentleman waiting for too long."

I almost said it wrong.

Finish it quickly, he needs to go back for dinner.

"It's okay. I'm honored that you're interested in these paintings."