N-A-A Chapter 444: Could This Be the Heart?
Chapter 444: Could This Be the Heart?
"So they two know each other?"
Hattori looked at the man who was talking to Yun Xianhe in the distance and rubbed his chin curiously.
Conan, who was standing with him waiting for the police, shook his head when he heard this:
"I'm not sure, but he seems to be Brother Xianhe's partner."
"Partners..."
the other side.
The ghost, with his back to the crowd, looked at the empty shell of Yun Xianhe in front of him with some curiosity:
"What are you? A creation of his on a whim? The key to this secret realm? If I kill you, will I be able to see him?"
With every question, the man moved forward a little.
Although the corners of his lips were smiling, the emotion detection system clearly told the robot:
The person in front of him had a strong desire to kill him.
I let him go yesterday only because he had the aura of a brave man.
but,
If the ones behind were all the products of this thing in front of me, who was swindling people under the name of "Yun Xianhe"...
How could a magician allow other objects to disguise his friends?
The fruit green eyes behind the gauze were cold.
The magician's hand hanging by his side had picked up the baton at some point.
The sharp tip of the stick tapped lightly on the robot's heart.
Looking at the guy in front of him who seemed a little overwhelmed,
The ghost raised his lips and smiled coldly:
"Will it be the heart if it is cut open here?"
The slender baton looked like a sharpened rapier in the other person's hand.
The system transmitted a painful response. Yun Xianhe looked at the person in front of him who seemed to be about to tear him apart in the next second, and sighed slightly:
"I am His creation."
The ghost raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, not surprised at all.
Feeling that the baton pressing on his chest had lost some of its force, Yun Xianhe raised his eyes and looked at the ghost seriously:
"My Lord, even if you tear me apart now, you can't, (Swish--) Ugh!"
The following voice suddenly became distorted.
Yun Xianhe, who made a turbulent electronic sound, frowned and lowered his eyes as if he was a little depressed.
The ghost who saw him like this groaned and tilted his head slightly:
"Don't make that expression with his face. ... It's so inelegant."
The stand-in robot, which had adjusted itself, paused after hearing this and said:
"I'm sorry my Lord, I can't make that adjustment, it's just how I'm programmed."
Hearing this, the ghost took a deep breath and looked at the other party as if to compromise:
"Then tell me, where did he go? Why did you call me sir? Are you the one who stayed to help me?"
The stand-in robot did not answer immediately.
The pair of highly imitated heterochromatic eyes looked deeply at the ghost through the lenses.
It seems helpless, but also like worried.
The magician shuddered when being stared at like this, and took a half step back vigilantly.
Inexplicably, he felt that the other party disliked him, "Yun Xianhe": "..."
The stand-in robot felt like it was about to break apart.
He was disliked by his own parents...
Well, even though the other party has lost his memory.
But he was still disliked!
Woohoo!
"Don't cry."
The tip of the baton was pointing directly at his forehead.
The ghost looked at the guy's face, tightened his fingers around the baton, pursed his lips and said:
"You are not allowed to cry on his face."
"Okay sir."
The substitute robot followed suit.
Seeing the ghost slowly retracting the baton, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
It’s okay, whatever the adults say is what it is.
Besides, the other party has lost his memory, and the means of communication have been cut off due to the protection program...
Looking at the ghost in front of him who was not sure what he was thinking, Yun Xianhe said:
"Don't worry, sir. All your doubts will be answered in four days."
"Sure enough...he stayed to help me?"
The ghost asked again.
The stand-in robot did not hesitate at all:
"Correct."
Anyway, for adults, this is probably the only role I can play now.
as predicted,
The ghost narrowed his eyes when he heard this.
Of course, in the eyes of others, he didn't react at all and seemed not to believe it.
He looked at the robot in front of him carefully for a few more times, then raised his head slightly and looked at the sky in the distance.
I don't know when the continuous rain stopped.
The sunlight penetrated the thick clouds and scattered down, as if indicating something.
The magician narrowed his eyes and said softly:
"Is that right?"
I always feel like something is not quite right.
The auxiliary system hidden by the protection mechanism operates according to the specific and unique "Its name is, my name is?"
Except for the fact that 'Physique is always 2', all other penalties are temporarily suspended.
Physical values and other aspects are also automatically adjusted to the state in the hero's memory during the operation of the highest penalty.
He is a ghost in memory,
Not a ghost.
When his memories were confused, he lived his true self.
The magician looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes seemed to want to penetrate the thick clouds to see the starry sky clearly.
After standing quietly for a while, he suddenly chuckled:
"Really... How is it possible to see stars in the daytime in the secret realm?"
I made a joke to myself.
The ghost took off his raincoat and shook off the water casually.
Thin shirts are suitable for summer, but not for fragile magicians.
Someone is obviously very aware of his own physical fitness.
After putting away the raincoat, he took out a thin cloak and put it on his shoulders.
The ghost adjusted the gemstone buttons on his collar and looked up at Yun Xianhe:
"You're really not the key?"
Apparently this magician was still thinking of a way to pass the level quickly.
It’s weird.
The ghost thought to himself:
If this thing with the face of the person he cares about the most is not the key to passing the level, then where is the core of the formation...
Heaven?
The magician's eyes hidden behind the gauze looked at the sky coldly.
It seemed as if he wanted to use some flying magic to fly up and fight with the opponent.
Feeling that the other party seemed to be very keen on killing its substitute robot, the corners of its mouth twitched, and it whispered helplessly:
"My Lord, there is no need for me to lie to you."
"Humph--"
The ghost withdrew his gaze from the sky.
While carefully adjusting his collar, he looked towards Yun Xianhe without saying whether he believed it or not.
I have to say that the other party's workmanship is really excellent.
If magicians were not naturally more sensitive to the aura of souls, he might have been able to get away with it based on his appearance alone.
The sapphire on the collar of the cloak sparkled in the sunlight, just like someone's eyes.
Yun Xianhe was shaken by the gem.
Looking at the ghost who was pulling his half-long hair out of his collar,
After rummaging in his pocket for a while, he handed the other person a hairband:
"grown ups."
The dark gold hairband exudes a mysterious and low-key sense of luxury.
The ghost paused as he gathered his hair.
He looked at the hairband, then looked at 'Yun Xianhe', paused for a moment before reaching out to take it.
"He left this here with you, too?"