Conan's Helping People

This is a lab, or a corridor of some base.

The walls were cold white, and cold incandescent lamps were lit up above the head. The lights were coldly sprinkled, surrounding every corner of the surroundings.

Hinata looked down and glanced at his palm. The palm was very small and tender, obviously a child's hand.

The field of view is also very low, the shoes are also very small, and the light above the head exudes a strong white color.

It is a dream, it is a child's dream, and Hinata is reasonably aware of this.

He looked around and couldn't remember whether he had been to this place when he was a child, but he could feel that he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it.

He was so familiar that he just looked around and knew what was ahead.

Keep walking twenty steps forward and you can turn into the next corridor. Turn left to the freezer, which contains a lot of ice cubes.

After hesitating for a moment, Hinata Heri continued to touch the wall and walked forward, while silently calculating in his heart.

...Step 8, step 9, step 10...

A cold female voice suddenly rang out from behind, "Aswan."

Hinata subconsciously turned his head and found a blonde woman standing in the middle of the corridor.

The woman's blonde hair was bent with a little curvaceous, her eyes were green, her lips were lipstick, and her expression was very cold, even with resistance and disgust.

The moment I saw her, it was like I knew what was in the corridor ahead in advance, Hinata Riki instantly had an impression:

‘The same type with high status and free movement rights are in contact’.

And ‘People that need to be highly valued need to be observed during contact, and adjust their expressions and tone at any time according to the other person’s attitude’.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the blonde woman walked over, her high heels stomped on the ground with a pleasant sound, and she spoke again: "Aswan, why are you here?"

It turned out that there was footsteps, so why did it suddenly appear just now?

Hinata didn't know her, but she spoke by herself, "I'm taking a walk."

"It's already nine-thirty now." The blonde woman walked up to him and half-squatted down. Her eyes looked at her, and then the repulsive feeling on her face began to ease, and her tone also eased, "Did you have bangs?"

She stretched out her hand, plucked it to block the hair of Hinata's Akiri's eyebrows, and then pulled it back in disgust, saying admiration: "Your eyes are too ugly, but it still blocks the good-looking ones."

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When he said this, Belmode was very calm.

The black-haired little ghost is very beautiful, and his eyes are the brightest on his entire face.

It was so eye-catching that everyone who saw him could not help but want to touch his eyes and carefully feel every detail of his eyes.

It's like a brilliant emerald in an exhibition cabinet.

But Belmode just thought these eyes were ugly and annoying, because these eyes were exactly the same as Elena Miyano.

But now, those eyes were blocked by black hair, and their annoying features were not so obvious, so they looked very good.

Belmode touched the corner of his eyes.

The black-haired ghost was used to it, and calmly raised his eyes, and his eyelashes brushed her fingers, "I promised you to block your eyes."

Belmode raised his eyebrows.

Three months ago, she met this black-haired kid in Bingku.

At that time, the black-haired ghost was trying to get enough ice on the table, but it was too short to reach it at all, so he transferred the plan and started asking for help from others.

Belmode is this ‘other’.

She hated the child's eyes very much, but she not only hated the child, but also felt ridiculous sympathy.

So she teased the other party for a while before helping him get the ice cubes to play with.

During the process of making fun, the other party said seriously that if she helps the other party do something, the other party will also help her do something.

Do you use ice to shift your eyes? That's pretty cost-effective.

No need to see two pairs of such an annoying eyes.

The black-haired little devil looked at her expression for a while and asked calmly: "Are you happy?"

While speaking, the other party rubbed Belmode's hand with great skill.

The last time I saw this black-haired kid doing this was to ‘that gentleman’.

Belmode paused subtly, ignored the action, and said directly: "You did a good job, of course I am very happy... But do you understand how happy?"

As the other party deliberately left her front hair, she was in a much better mood and her tone became a little tactful.

"Happy is very happy and want to laugh." said the black-haired ghost. He blinked his eyes, grabbed Belmode's wrist with his tender hands, and rubbed the hand at the end of his eyes.

As he rubbed, his calm expression calmed down and his mouth was slightly raised, revealing a little white teeth.

Then he calmed down again, and the black-haired ghost said frankly: "I don't understand and happy, but I seem to understand and laugh... when you smile."

This sentence...

Belmode has read the information about this brunette and knows his problem.

For example, you have no empathy, are not bound by the moral and ethical sense of normal humans, have emotional disorders, and compared with normal people, they also have problems with their values ​​and will not lie.

These are all shortcomings, and the gentleman was once angry about it.

But Belmode looked at the black-haired ghost's expression and found that the other party was very calm.

She also slowed down, "Is it?"

"This should be human instinct. I will laugh when I see a smile. Next time, I will laugh with others and try it." The black-haired ghost blinked his green eyes again and added, "That gentleman knows that I will laugh, so he should be happy, right?"

...Ah, it's true that he is a little devil who can't lie. He didn't mean to say good things on purpose just now.

Who would have just said good things and turned around and said something like, "To me, you are not special, you are very ordinary"?

Then the previous sentence was true.

Belmode often sees this little ghost playing with Miyano Akimi on surveillance. Miyano Akimi's smile is innocent and pure.

Neither the other party nor Miyano Akimi smiled, but could she laugh when she looked at her?

It seems that the bloodline that people value most is nothing worth mentioning.

Belmode said calmly: "It should be happy."

She looked at the black-haired devil, pointed her finger down, and spread the other person's mouth open, pressed her thumb against the other person's little exposed teeth just now, and checked the growth of her teeth.

The black-haired ghost did not resist, and even raised his head and opened his mouth to facilitate inspection.

He would not refuse, either.

He would not refuse whether someone wanted to touch his eyes, someone wanted to check his teeth, or did a regular experiment.

Even if it's very uncomfortable.

Belmode took a little more subtlety, and she slowly checked, "Your teeth grow a little fast... It's a little tiger tooth, so there's no need to adjust it."

Apart from that tooth, the others were all the best, and the innermost teeth were only a little bit sharp.

"The next time I grind my teeth is three days later." The black-haired ghost said vaguely, "I just cut my nails and hair at supper."

When talking, it was inevitable that his mouth was moving gently and he did not bite it down. Belmode could only feel a little itchy with his fingers.