Chapter 147 How Does Your Organization Work?(1/2)
Mingjue delivered food for several days in a row, and basically left after delivery and would not stay for too long.
Belmode was quite at ease, quietly hospitalized without any trouble.
She faces plainly, without applying any makeup on her face, and even without even applying lipstick. Her facial features are delicate and outstanding. She is wearing a hospital gown and rarely speaks. The impression she gives is very delicate, which makes people feel protective.
This image is so contrasting with the image she showed in the play, which makes Ming Jue feel like Belmode has changed.
But no one in this hospital knows who she is except Mingjue, so naturally he thinks she is like this.
In addition to living alone in China, it adds a touch of pity.
Therefore, whether the doctor or the nurse, he has a very good attitude towards this very beautiful girl.
Although Mingjue was very vigilant towards her, the other party did not make any trouble or made any mistakes. She recovered from her injuries in a row. Even if Mingjue knew that the other party was a cold-blooded killer, she could not feel much disgust.
I can only say that I am a movie queen. No matter what role I play, it will make people unable to make any mistakes.
Mingjue delivered food to her as usual that day, and saw her lying on the hospital bed, reading a book in her hand.
Ming Jue leaned closer and took a look. It turned out to be the English version of "The Little Prince".
"Today's supper or porridge?" Belmode and wrote a letter, their eyes falling on the takeaway bag he placed on the table.
She has been drinking porridge for several days in a row, whether it is breakfast, lunch or dinner, it is all porridge.
Although it was a completely different porridge, she was really tired of drinking it.
"That's not the case. I brought you a clay pot rice."
Mingjue is quite humane, so she kept asking her to drink porridge without any convenience.
Eat something else by chance so that you won’t be able to bear it without oil and water.
Out of curiosity, Ming Jue asked casually, "Where did your book come from?"
"The little girl in the next ward borrowed it to me."
These days, she has a rough understanding of the basic situation of the world through international news on TV.
From a clear perspective, this world is similar to the world where she lives, and some of the languages she is familiar with.
All kinds of news on the news are also normal, and they are in a normal category.
As for the dark side, special people like witches, witches, wizards and vampires, they may exist, but she has not seen any news.
Even if there is, it is hidden in the crowd like Ming Jue, and looks no different from ordinary people, and will not be easily known to outsiders.
In order to avoid encountering any special person who can discover her identity as an outsider, she spends most of her time in the ward and rarely goes out.
Occasionally, I went out a few times and met a little girl living next door. The little girl was very enthusiastic when she saw her. After knowing that she had nothing to do, she took a book for her to read.
"How do you feel after reading this book?" Ming Jue asked curiously.
He was a little curious about how he felt when he read a healing book like the Little Prince.
Belmode smiled, "A very good fairy tale."
"That's it? Are there any other feelings?"
Belmode didn't answer, and looked at him with a smile without saying a word.
Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Ming Jue didn't ask anymore, and then went home after a while.
After Ming Jue left, Belmode stroked the book seal with a complicated expression.
Each has its own star, and her star has fallen.
She turned to look at the sky outside the window. It was not dark yet, but she could already see the moon but the outline.
"If she were still alive, how good would it be..."
"Dongdongdongdong--"
There was a knock on the door outside.
Belmode walked out of bed and opened the door, looked down, and a little girl with two chirping stood at the door and looked up at her.
The little girl looks five or six years old, she looks very cute, with big eyes dark and very clean. She holds a book in her hand,
Looking at Belmode's eyes seemed to be light.
Belmode's eyes fell on the book in her hand, and he knew what the little girl was looking for her without guessing.
"Sister, have you had dinner?"
“It’s finished.”
The little girl leaned into the ward and looked around, and she felt a little embarrassed to go in.
"Come in and sit." Belmode opened his body and welcomed her in.
The little girl rushed to the edge of the hospital bed and looked at her expectantly, "Sister, where did you see your book, let's read it together."
Belmode's eyebrows were unexpectedly gentle, and she walked to the bed and opened the book, "I only read a little..."
She used to be a child she didn't like, but since she was saved by the angel, her heart seemed to have become much softer.
In this strange world, it is not necessary to restrain yourself from disguising yourself.
Ming Never knew what Belmot was doing, but he was not idle at home.
He planned a more vivid test tube in his mind, which was loaded with energy that needed to heal his legs.
The test tube floated in my mind, one-third had been filled with golden light.
Most of these energy is caused by the changes caused to the world by the guests who come here after they return.
1/3 is already a lot, which means that the original plot has been changed by 1/3.
Among them, the largest energy increase is the energy increase brought by Ran Mouri after he returned, followed by Shiho Miyao Miyao.
Both are crucial figures in the world.
One thought or one action can bring huge changes to the plot.
The reason why there is only so much energy at the moment is that the real change has not yet appeared.
Kudo Shinichi has not been fed and drugged and has become smaller, and Miyao Shibo has not left the organization. This is a real change that has not yet arrived.
Mingjue has a premonition that as long as time officially reaches the beginning of the plot, he will no longer lack energy.
The days to become a sound person again are just around the corner.
What's more, after the legs are well, he can use the remaining energy to play there for a while.
If you need it, you can directly intervene in the plot and create energy for yourself.
When Ming Jue thought of this, he felt very happy.
Then he would go to Belmode to ask her to pay back the money if he had no money to live.
Or you can make a living at the smaller Shibo.
What's more, they can go to the front of Gin and chat with this old friend.
Hehe, I hope he will be happy when he sees gin.
...
Belmode stayed in the hospital until his last day.
That afternoon, Mingjue completed the discharge procedures for her and took her back to her home.
Her injuries have not healed yet, but she just needs to rest and it’s nothing serious.
Belmode brought the little prince to him that the child from the next ward.
What he said was that the other party should have known that she was leaving and forced to her.
Ming Jue smiled without saying a word.
In the car, Mingjue chatted with Belmode.
Today is the last day for the other party to stay here, and if you don’t ask some questions, you will have no chance.
"Wynyad, you're a killer!"
I feel that I am using questions, but I am speaking with a certain tone.
Belmode, who was sitting in the passenger seat, supported his head and looked out the window, his expression did not change at all.
"Didn't you know my identity long ago?"
"Isn't this curiosity? After all, I'm not a killer. I'm quite curious about what the life of a killer is like..."
"Hahaha..." Belmode smiled, but instead said:
"I'm curious about what life is like for a person like you..."
Although she has been in this world for so long, she is in the hospital and can only see Ming Jue while eating. She is completely unclear about his life.
However, she thinks it should be different from ordinary people, such as practicing what you need to practice...
This kind of thing will naturally not be said directly. The mystery that has finally been established must be maintained.
To be continued...