It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

[Behrfenger opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiaoye, his deep purple pupils were full of excitement and uncertainty.

Really? Really? Really?

Xiaoye raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

After getting a positive answer, Beifenger felt a little confused.

Looking at the black-haired boy sitting on a bench in the distance basking in the sun, he looked at Xiaoye hesitantly: "...Shouldn't we go over there?"

The smile on Xiaoye's face instantly faded. He pushed back his bangs that were covering his eyes. "Go there? Why go there? Do you think he still remembers us? If he does, why hasn't he looked for us in all these years?"

Bei Hefeng was stunned for a moment, "Maybe... maybe it's because he..."

"Okay, we've seen it, let's go back." Xiao didn't intend to listen to his excuses, so he pulled him away.

"Eh? Then why did we come here?" Beifenger looked back every few steps. When he looked back for the fifth time, he found that the boy had already stood up and returned to the apartment.

"Just letting you take a look." Xiao Ye answered indifferently.

Bechfinger: "..."

He looked back again in disappointment. 】

Mao Lilan: "That was Chitake just now, right?"

Suzuki Sonoko: "By the way, since the segment where Bechfinger and the others met Mr. R, we haven't seen Chitake in the subsequent segments."

Edogawa Conan: "Something must have happened."

【…

Although Xiao Ye told him not to look for Xiao Qian anymore, Bei Hefenger couldn't help but always sneak over to see him.

Then we found that he seemed to have trouble adapting to the local climate and often felt unwell or got sick, so we ended up moving to another place.

Bechfinger: "..."

He felt relieved after confirming Xiao Qian's new address.

Since he had nothing to do, Beichfeng often wandered around. 】

Liu Qingyao: "Gugu...you seem like a perverted stalker."

Upon hearing this, Qianzhu raised her hand to cover her lips and chuckled.

Beihefenger curled his lips, "I'm just worried about Qianchan."

[However, he was dragged back to complete the mission before he wandered around for long.

Looking at Xiaoye who was already dressed neatly in the morning, Bei Hefeng was stunned, "Am I hallucinating?"

Xiao Ye rolled his eyes, "Didn't I say I'll go with you on this mission? Let's go when you're ready."

"Oh..." Beihefeng responded and followed Xiaoye to their destination.

This mission was not urgent, so they set off leisurely in the car.

After getting off the car, Behringer took out a booklet and looked at it, then frowned, "What exactly does this mission mean?"

Xiao Ye took a look at the old house in front of him and spread his hands disapprovingly, "I don't know, since we are here anyway, let's go in and take a look first~"

"Ok."

Looking at this house that looked and felt very eerie, Bechfeng shrank his neck, feeling something was not good, but looking at Xiaoye's back, he quickly caught up with him.

"Xiaoye, wait for me!"

Pushing open the already mottled door, Behrfinger picked up Xiaoye and said, "Oh, it's really more eerie and terrifying in here!"

Xiaoye, who was being held like a doll, drooped his eyelashes speechlessly and looked around. He let Beihefenger in and closed the door.

The lights flickered several times before staying on for a long time, dispelling some of the eerie atmosphere in the hall.

Although his posture was not very good, he was happy that he didn't have to walk by himself, so Xiaoye directed: "Let's go over there and take a look."

"Okay." With a trembling voice, Bechfeng walked in the direction Xiaoye pointed.

"You don't have to be so scared, do you?" Xiao Ye shook his toes. He took out a bag of nuts from his hand and started to chew them, and occasionally fed them to Beifenger.

As he chewed the fragrant and crunchy nuts, Bechfinger's nervousness instantly dissipated. "This nut (chew chew chew) is so delicious! (chew chew chew)"

"Right, right! This is what Fushimi-chan brought back for me from Hokkaido! Next time, ask him to bring more. (Chew chew chew)"

Xiao Ye happily discussed nuts with him.

The two chatted as they walked. After walking around the first floor, they didn't find anything special, so they went to the second floor to take a look.

They spent the whole morning searching the entire house but found nothing special.

Since the equipment in the kitchen was still usable, they prepared a simple lunch here.

After lunch, Xiao Ye slumped in the chair and swung his legs. After thinking for a while, he looked at Bei Hefenger and said, "Bei Bei, do you think there is a basement here?"

Bei Hefenger blinked, thought for a moment, and replied: "It's possible."

"Is that so? Then please look for it."

After saying that, Xiao yawned, put a few chairs together, spread a quilt, took out a pillow and a small quilt, lay down and started taking a nap.

Bechfinger: "..."

He opened his mouth slightly, but finally took out a soothing aromatherapy candle silently and placed it on the table to light it. After taking care of this, he obediently went to find the basement that he didn't know whether it existed or not.

However, he feels that this type of housing is generally occupied by wealthy people, and it is normal to have a basement or to build a basement by yourself.

It's just that some of them are harder to find...

Beihefeng sighed, and based on his experience, he ran to the study, master bedroom and other places where there were most likely to be passages and checked them carefully.

Finally, I found the passage switch to the basement in the small study in the master bedroom.

Looking at the pitch-black passage, Bechfinger hesitated for a moment, then took out a flashlight and went down alone.

This basement is quite deep. Not only is it dark, but there is also a cold wind blowing around.

Bechfeng, who was alone, felt as if there were many companions around him...

I think so, but...

There really is a voice talking in my ear...

"Behringer..."

Feeling a chill breath next to his ears, Bechfinger shuddered and looked around sharply.

"No way? There really is a ghost?"

He murmured in a daze, and then his eyes lit up instantly the next second, "Wow! That feels so exciting!"

That voice: “…”

"Behringer... come over here, come to me..."

Bechfeng frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked towards the direction of the voice.

About ten minutes later, Bechfinger stood in front of a closed door, slightly bent over, looking curiously and suspiciously at a piece of black cloth hanging on the handle, with incomprehensible text and symbols on it.

It feels like a witchcraft spell.

And the voice that called Bechfenger over continued to call him through the door, tempting him to open the door.

Beihefeng frowned and took several steps back with disgust on his face.

Because just now, he thought of many movies, animations, and comics that he had watched with Xiaoye, and imagined a lot of bad things. Once this strange door was opened, a lot of troublesome things would happen.

Beifenger stared at the door vigilantly and moved back little by little.

The voice was silent for a moment, and before Bechfinger ran away, it spoke again, with a hint of sadness in its tone.

"To be honest, I am a magician just like you."

Beihefenger suddenly paused, and although he did not turn around, he leaned slightly towards the door and pricked up one ear.

"Do you know witch?"

The voice suddenly asked.

Beifenger frowned in surprise and did not answer.

He didn't care whether he would answer or not, but continued to speak sadly:

"About sixty years ago, I met a witch. Witches are all evil and unforgivable. Of course, there are exceptions, but the witch I met was like that."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Bechfinger, who was about to say "You are a liar!" and run away, paused and continued to listen with his ears perked up.

"That witch committed all kinds of evil and caused unrest in many places. I used up most of my magical energy to stop him, but later his descendants united with me and imprisoned me in this cage that never sees the sun..."

'He' spoke in a very pathetic way, completely portraying himself as a weak and pitiful victim.

Bei Hefenger had a look of pity and sympathy on his face, "You are so pitiful..."

He was suddenly a little surprised, and his tone was unconsciously filled with urging, "Then can you help me? Help me open this door, and when I get out, I can help you realize your wish!"

"I don't want it." Beifenger, who was full of sympathy in the previous second, refused firmly in the next second.

'he':……

"Why? As a fellow magician, can you help me? I really won't lie to you." There was a hint of sorrowful pleading in his voice.

Bei Hefenger frowned in confusion, "I don't know you, and magicians also have different positions. Are you a blue magician or a red magician? Or a white magician? If you are a black magician, that won't work."

He was silent. He had finally waited for a simple and gullible little magician to come here. How could he let him go so easily?

So he answered, "I am the Blue Mage."

This time it was Bechfinger's turn to remain silent. He raised his hand and touched his eyes. After a few seconds, he spoke: "Really? Then what do you think of children of other colors appearing in your tribe?"

He was stunned for a moment, and muttered to himself, what kind of question is this, but he still had to answer the question.

He coughed and replied in a kind tone of an elder: "No matter what kind of child they are, they are important treasures of our tribe. Differences in hair color, eye color, or even skin color should not be a reason for a child to be discriminated against."

Bei Hefeng was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he smiled a little, "You are right."

Just when he thought the matter was settled, Behringer's expression and tone suddenly turned cold, "But you are lying to me. You are not from the Blue Magic. People from the Blue Magic would not have such friendly thoughts as you!"

The black magician behind the door fell silent.

Obviously, the magician on the other side of the door was a child of the blue magic family. Although he had not paid much attention to the situation of other magic families for hundreds of years, he had a general understanding of the situation based on the conversation just now.

but……

He sighed, "No, I am from the Blue Magic family, and I really think so. Otherwise, why do you think I have been locked up here without anyone from my family coming to save me? It is because my ideas and concepts are different from theirs. I was fed up with their bigotry, so I left there alone and chose to live alone. If you think so too, then forget it..."

At the end of his speech, there was an indescribable sadness in his tone.

Beihefenger suddenly hesitated.

What he said made sense, and Bechfinger believed it a little more.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked tentatively: "Then... do you have a way to prove that you are a blue magician?"

The black magician behind the door raised the corners of his mouth and grinned strangely, but his tone was well disguised.

He paused for a moment before sighing and saying, "Put your hand on the door."

As long as he really put his hand up, he could leave here in an easier way! !

The black magician couldn't suppress his excitement, and bursts of black smoke floated around him.

"Is that all?" Bechfinger tilted his head in confusion.

As a child who did not receive much care and education from his biological family, Beichfeng was really easy to deceive, not to mention that the other party was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Okay." Beihefeng nodded, stretched out his hand without any suspicion, and put his palm against the door.

Several strands of black magic attached to the door instantly and silently penetrated into Behefeng's body.

The black magician instantly gained access to the negative memories in Behefenger's mind.

He was silent for a moment.

No, how could this child’s experience be even more miserable than his?

But he didn't intend to sympathize. After all, he wanted to leave this place that had trapped him for so many years!

As a maverick black magician, he is best at destroying his opponent mentally and then taking temporary control of his body as quickly as possible.

To put it simply, it means making the other person a disposable puppet that you can control.

Because the opponent hadn't made any movement for a long time, Bechfinger retracted his claws and looked at the black mark on his palm in confusion, "Huh?"】

This clip made everyone feel scared at first and nervous at the end.

Even the more excited Suzuki Sonoko, Toyama Kazuha and others shouted directly:

"Behrfinger! Don't trust him!!! He is a bad guy!!"

It's like watching a movie.

Bei Hefeng also felt aggrieved.

It seems there is no point in shouting now, after all, it has already happened.

The others had not forgotten, but they were still infected by the emotions and stared indignantly at the black magician on the screen, cursing non-stop.

Like some kind-hearted black magician deceived a simple and kind-hearted child, or why did a grown-up person choose to harm a poor and innocent child instead of thinking of a way out...

Anyway, the one being scolded was the black magician, and no one present would choose to blame Bechfinger.

What a joke! No one would really blame a child who is already very pitiful, let alone a child who still remains kind.

Although a little silly sometimes.

Bechfinger was touched but did not dare to move.

Oh, of course the one who dares not move is him on the screen.