Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

【"Meow."

A black cat appeared on the street corner. Few people have ever seen such a beautiful creature; it's like something out of a legend. Sometimes they appear before people on a whim, just like this black cat appearing on this street now.

The actor's train of thought was interrupted. The strange fervor in his eyes faded, his expression relaxed, and he watched the black cat nimbly approach him, a slight smile unconsciously creeping onto his face.

The door opened. Amuro Tooru had originally intended to smash the candlestick in his hand without hesitation, but at that moment, a sudden inspiration struck him, causing him to abruptly stop.

The metallic texture was quickly replaced by smooth silk; there was no candlestick smeared with brains, only a small red bow tie lying quietly in his palm. The red was as vivid as a dancing flame, a ripe berry, or flowing blood, like this cruel yet real world.

A vibrant life force burned from Amuro Tooru's fingertips all the way to his heart, bringing a searing pain that instantly snapped him back to reality.

Amuro Tooru's eyes stung so much that he was almost in tears, but the crimson that had been obscuring his vision finally faded, and he was finally able to see the scene before him clearly.

It was Hina, standing at the door, tilting her head to look at him.

"Brother Amuro? I noticed you hadn't come, so I came to find you secretly... What's wrong?"

A belated chill crept up Amuro Tooru's back.

Unreliable. His senses have become unreliable; he almost harmed Hina because of it. First his memories, then his senses… nothing is trustworthy, not even himself.

"Brother Amuro!"

Hina raised her voice, her small face filled with worry. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and grabbed Amuro Tooru's sleeve.

“Cough cough… Hina,” Amuro Tooru came to his senses, but his voice was weak and hoarse, like someone recovering from a serious illness. However, he didn’t have time to dwell on that now. “Listen to me, something very bad might happen in this place—and the church—in the near future. I can’t explain it in detail, but I can assure you that the situation is more serious than I imagine.”

Hina seemed to have expected this; her brow furrowed, and her expression became very serious. "Amuro-nii, are you a police officer?"

Amuro Tooru gazed into her eyes. He needed to gain the trust of this little girl. Almost everyone in the orphanage could see how close Hina was to him. If something happened to him, Hina would likely be implicated.

He had to ensure that Yangcai was safely delivered before the potential threats fully materialized.

"Yes, so I swear I will ensure your safety and the safety of all of you."

Hina lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then raised her head as if she had made a decision. "I understand. Sometimes I also feel strange... why Yusa has never come back, why someone suddenly wants to adopt me... so I believe you, Amuro-nii, this is my own judgment."

“Thank you, Hina.” Amuro Tooru coughed softly. “I will continue to keep in touch with my colleagues, and you should also be prepared to leave at any time.”

Instead of trying to call Kazami Yuya again, he sent him a short text message, then wrote a note for Hina on the table. "If things get dangerous and we get separated, you need to get away from here as soon as possible, then dial this number. My colleague will protect you, understand?"

Hina didn't take the note. Her voice trembled slightly; no matter how composed she tried to be, she was still just a child. "I understand, but if I run away, what will happen to you? What about the other children?"

Amuro Tooru slipped the note into the girl's hand, stood up, and walked to the door. He turned back to Hina, a slight smile playing on his lips. "If things really get to that point, I'll stay and protect them. Then I'll have to ask you to pass this message on. Of course, this is just the worst-case scenario, and this," he gestured to the note in Hina's hand, "is just a precaution. Don't be so nervous."

Hina lowered her head, clenched the note in her hand, pursed her lips, and finally nodded emphatically. "...Amuro-nii, I believe you."

Amuro smiled. "Alright, let's go. If we stay any later, the priest might become suspicious."

……

The struggle against hallucinations always seems to last a long time, but in reality, not much time has passed. So when Amuro Tooru and Hina deliberately arrived at the church one after the other, the priest merely glanced at them and nodded slightly to Amuro Tooru as a greeting.

Amuro Tooru walked to the back of the church. His still-calm cell phone made him slightly anxious, but another item in his pocket calmed his mind.

The red silk bow tie did not disappear.

He settled down in the back row and, as was his habit, looked around the church. He noticed two unfamiliar faces among the people attending the morning prayers.

Most of those attending the morning prayers were believers from the nearby community, and Amuro Tooru had memorized their faces over the past few days, but these two were definitely not among them. The two sat together, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a suit and kept adjusting his posture, seemingly rarely seen so formally tucked into a suit and sitting properly in a church to pray; the woman wore a wide-brimmed hat that obscured most of her face, and leaned back on the bench with her arms crossed, showing little respect for the divine.

"Lord, we seek light in darkness, like lonely exiles seeking the refuge of home. We gather here not to demonstrate our own purity, but to honestly confront the shadows within our hearts and pray for your redemption and guidance..."

Amuro Tooru withdrew his gaze and pretended to be praying intently.

The strange deity in the sky remained silent, his back to his followers.

After morning prayers came the usual communion service. Amuro Tooru, now a volunteer and part-time staff member at the orphanage, could choose to eat in the cafeteria later. Therefore, he declined the sun-shaped bread and herbal water offered to him by the pastor distributing communion.

He kept an eye on the two strangers out of the corner of his eye. As the pastor offered communion to the man, who was about to take it, the woman suddenly slapped his hand away, waved impatiently at the pastor, and then whispered a few words in the man's ear.

Amuro Tooru frowned slightly, but before he could think further, the priest's voice rang out again from ahead.

"Children, we have some great news to share today. Our Miss Makino Hina is about to begin a new chapter in her life. A kind couple wants to give her a warm home, and they are willing to adopt Hina and make her a member of their family."

There was a moment of silence from the children, followed by enthusiastic applause and cheers. In their understanding, 'graduation' was an honor, and those who were adopted were always the most obedient, academically successful, and devout children. Although Hina might not have perfectly met these criteria, she was one of the most popular children. Almost without a hint of jealousy, the children were genuinely happy for her.

Hina stood frozen, her face pale. She opened her mouth helplessly, instinctively glancing at Amuro Tooru, then suddenly snapped out of her daze and quickly looked away.

"Haruna, congratulations on graduating."

Hina hurriedly looked away, only to meet the priest's deep blue eyes. He was looking at her gently, his voice carrying a faint smile, but that smile clearly didn't reach his eyes. Lately, my Japanese Twitter feed has been recommending a lot of religious songs… what's going on?