Conan: After being rescued, I just want to die quickly

"Suddenly one day, these two mice fought. The silver-haired mouse kept biting the black-skinned mouse fiercely. The black-skinned mouse was also very angry. He directly pressed the silver-haired mouse to the ground with his paw. .”

Speaking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his head to look at Qian Yuanxi who raised his head to look at him, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoxi?"

"Brother Jingguang, I can't fall asleep after hearing your story."

When Qian Yuanxi said this, he coughed, and then asked in a low voice: "Is that silver-haired mouse gin? The black-skinned mouse is Brother Zero?"

"Xiaoxi is so good, so smart." Zhu Fu Jingguang acted coaxing the children, and what he said made Qianyuan Xi's ears blush, feeling a little embarrassed.

He shook his head, and hastily stretched out his hand to cover Zhu Fu Jingguang's mouth: "Don't praise me, brother Jingguang, it's too embarrassing!"

"And these two mice... have so obvious features that a three-year-old child can match them."

"So Xiaoxi admits that she is a child?"

What Zhu Fu Jingguang said was very vague, but Qian Yuanxi widened his eyes when he heard it, and then directly lay on Zhu Fu Jingguang's body: "Brother Jingguang!"

There is constant laughter in the house, and the moon is hanging high outside, which is so harmonious.

Chapter 032

Belmode fantasized about meeting Qian Yuanxi in many ways, but when she actually saw Qian Yuanxi, she still felt that she should not appear.

Because she feels that Qian Yuanxi's life is getting better now, and Zhu Fu Jingguang is really capable of taking good care of people.

In such a comparison, Belmode cursed gin to die again in his heart.

Sure enough, the public security is still the public security, and they are gentle in their bones.

It's different from people like Gin who are struggling in the organization.

Belmode was thinking, and Zhu Fu Jingguang behind him came over with tea, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

"I'm still thinking that I came to you abruptly on my own initiative."

"How come, as long as it's not gin, I welcome other people." Zhu Fu Jingguang said so, he pointed to the location of the living room, Belmode nodded, and then did not go to the bedroom.

When the two came to the hall and sat down, Belmode sighed, "As expected of the police, but I'm relieved to put Xiao Xi'er in your hands."

Hearing Belmode's words, Zhu Fu Jingguang's movements stopped, and then he smiled wryly and shook his head: "I didn't take good care of him either, I just tried my best to be good to him."

"It's better than gin." Belmode's words were full of resentment, and the expression on his face was also somewhat disgusted.

This made Zhu Fu Jingguang laugh, and then he looked in the direction of the bedroom, "I just don't want to be hurt again, Xiaoxi can do whatever she wants."

"As for death, I will make Xiaoxi forget it. As long as I am good enough to Xiaoxi, as long as I make Xiaoxi happy enough, it will get better."

Speaking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang still showed pain on his face, "I know it will take a long, long time, it may take more than ten years, or it may not succeed."

"But I really want Xiaoxi to be happy and live a good life like a child, don't remember those troubles."

Such a thing he knew was impossible.

But even if there is a glimmer of hope, he wants to give it a try, he is not reconciled, and even his heart hurts Qian Yuanxi's appearance.

He can't ignore it, if the end must be death.

——Then he hoped that Qian Yuanxi was not in pain before his death, even if it was relieved a little.

After Zhu Fujingguang finished speaking, Belmode fell into deep thought. Seeing the seriousness on the man's face in front of her, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, you are with me. When I heard Gin Jiu tell me about the situation, I was already prepared for the worst."

After Belmode finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, and then raised them again, her eyes became sharper.

His tone was also a little low, "I'll watch over Gin, you protect him."

"I've been annoyed with Gin for a long time." After Bermoder finished speaking, he wanted to vent his anger by smoking a cigarette.

It was the first time Zhu Fu Jingguang saw that Belmode was not so elegant, he was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he was a little worried: "You know how to fight?"

"Do I look like a vase?" Belmode finished speaking and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, then she raised her hand and gave Zhu Fu Jingguang a glance, "Don't look at a woman with this look."

"I think I've misunderstood."

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang pursed his lips, "He is very good at gin and wine."

"I didn't say I could kill him, but I can give him a shot." Belmode laughed angrily when she remembered Gin's needy face and said the words that need to be beaten.

"If it's not forbidden, I would like to seal Gin's mouth. Gin's mouth is really annoying."

"I agree with that."

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in the bedroom.

Chihara Nozomi looked at the picture album prepared next to him and some toys. He has said many times that he is just sick but his IQ is not that of a child.

However, every time Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at him with some grievances, he would always agree, which caused him to be surrounded by toys and picture books to coax children.

Touching a car with her fingers, Qian Yuanxi was still a little curious, although she thought that way in her heart.

He admitted that he had never played with this kind of toy.

He has no memories of his childhood, and even if he did, he can't remember his family clearly.His childhood memories were like a mosaic, blurry.

Thinking of this, Qianyuan Xi was stunned, and before he could continue thinking, he felt his own comfort again.

——Xiaoxi, listen to Jing Guang and draw.

"I know, I will complete the task that Brother Jingguang gave me." Qian Yuanxi looked down at the album in her hand, waiting for the reply from the voice, but she didn't hear it.

He thought... Maybe he really has another personality, but he doesn't know it, or he imagined it.

【Xiaoxi, you don't have a dual personality. 】

[Perhaps Xiaoxi was under too much pressure and had auditory hallucinations. 】

The world consciousness suddenly spoke, and after saying this, the world consciousness felt that he was inappropriate, and he shouldn't speak at this time.

He had to consider the boy's mood, he had to keep silent, and he shouldn't deny the boy's conjecture again.

Sure enough, Chihara Nozomi's hand paused, his breathing became chaotic for a moment and then he calmed down.

He nodded obediently: "I see, thank you for telling me."

【Xiaoxi, although it is cruel, I will not lie to you. 】

"I know."

【Xiaoxi, are you angry?For this matter. 】

"No."

【Xiaoxi... I hope you are more sober, the dual personality has not appeared in your body, I can confirm this. 】

"……Um."

After all, Qian Yuanxi didn't finish the painting, he stopped the brush, and stared blankly at his half-painted home.

Then he reached out and tore the painting off.

He knew it, he didn't forget it.

[Xiaoxi, I can help you take a look at how your home is now. 】

The world consciousness also noticed that the atmosphere had changed. This time, he directly said what he could do based on the painting drawn by the boy.

Sure enough, when Qianyuan Xi heard this, he raised his head in astonishment, his eyes were still so blank, but the world consciousness read the meaning of "really?" from it.

He froze, then answered.

[It can really be done. 】

【It doesn't cost any money, Xiaoxi, can I take a look for you? 】

This time he asked the boy for his opinion.

Qian Yuanxi was also a little surprised when she saw the world consciousness soliciting for the first time. The words that she wanted to agree to at first came to her lips, but she still didn't say it.

—he shouldn't have believed such a vile lie, he shouldn't have given hope again.

The world consciousness saw Chihara Nozomi immersed in the picture album again after lowering his eyes, he was a little anxious to defend.

[Xiaoxi trust me. 】

[I really didn't cheat Xiaoxi this time, it really didn't cost me anything. 】

"Then why don't you let me go back?"

"Compared to helping me take a look, you should be able to do it when I go back."

【……Feel sorry. 】

Another apology.

Qian Yuanxi squeezed the paintbrush in his hand, he pursed his lips as if he was angry and did not respond, he just felt sad and powerless.

He thought, how could there be such a useless person in this world.

He couldn't go back home, and he couldn't even do anything about it. He couldn't fight back at all.

【Xiaoxi...】

"I don't want to listen to you. I don't want to hear what you say every time, let alone you haven't said a single truth."

After Qian Yuanxi finished speaking, he didn't want to pay attention to the world consciousness, so he closed his mouth, this time he didn't force his mouth to explain again.

Witnessing his appearance last time, the boy had an emotional breakdown and cut off half of his ear.

This time, he didn't dare to make too radical a move.

……

The world consciousness thought, he still wanted to give the boy a surprise, so he planned to take a look at what the boy's original family looked like.

He originally thought that the boy's family would be easy to find, but after searching around, he couldn't find it at all.

—he couldn't be wrong.

So there is only one possibility.

Thinking of that possibility, the world consciousness is unbelievable, and he usually chooses dead people for the task of saving the world.

At that time, he confirmed many times that the boy had no vital signs, so he coaxed the boy to save the world.

The world consciousness was messed up, and he wanted to know what happened urgently.

He left the boy's body to find the original truth.

Qian Yuanxi seemed to feel something, he raised his head and looked around, but nothing changed, he continued to look down at the crumpled drawing paper torn off by him.

Thinking of Zhu Fu Jingguang's instructions, he still pursed his lips, bowed his head and drew his home again.

He didn't want to see Zhu Fu Jingguang lost, and he would do that.

Qian Yuanxi quickly immersed himself in the world of picture albums. His home gradually took shape, and he slowly added color to bring life to the home on the drawing paper.

——Xiao Xi, it’s really great.

The inner voice sounded, Chihara Nozomi's painting hand stopped for a moment, his ears were red, and he couldn't help boasting.

He even wondered how he could tell himself that he was great, and how he would boast to himself.

But Qian Yuanxi still pursed her lips, and retorted in a low voice: "Don't praise me, I will be shy."

--so cute.

"My brain, you are not allowed to comfort me anymore!"

Qian Yuanxi's brush in his hand trembled a little, and he was even more embarrassed. For the first time, he knew that his inner world was so rich.

Isn't this really a double personality?

Qian Yuanxi was confused, but then she was still immersed in the world of picture books.

He didn't notice that there was no world consciousness in him at this moment. At this moment, his body inexplicably relaxed a lot, and he was no longer as depressed as before.

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——The boy did not die.

World Consciousness finally understood this, and he fell silent while looking at the data he had found about all the information about the young man.

How would he say this surprise, he didn't even think it should be said.