I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

The man and the leopard enjoyed their dinner quietly, while Amuro Toru stood by the bed, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across Shen Yuan's profile as he ate elegantly, then quickly looked away.

The dinner prepared by Toru Amuro was of moderate size, and Shen Yuan finished it quickly.

Amuro Toru considerately poured him a glass of water and handed it to him. Shen Yuan took it and rinsed his mouth. The warm water diluted the remaining taste of food in his mouth.

"Mr. Shen," Amuro Toru put the water cup back on the bedside table and asked gently, "Do you need me to stay here with you at night?" Shen Yuan shook his head and turned his gaze to Lightning who was happily eating.

The cheetah noticed its owner's gaze, raised its rice-stained face, blinked its ice-blue eyes, and then lowered its head to continue enjoying the last piece of its venison sandwich.

"Having Lightning by my side is enough!" Shen Yuan chuckled, "Besides, I can call the nurse if anything happens!" He looked at Amuro Toru with a sincere look in his eyes, "Mr. Amuro, you can't rest well here, so you should go back and get a good night's sleep.

You still have to work tomorrow!" Amuro Toru thought of the piles of "Zero Group" documents, those confidential reports that needed his personal review.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly: "Okay!" He quickly cleaned up the dishes used by Shen Yuan, put away the food bowl that Lightning had licked clean, turned around and walked into the bathroom to rinse briefly.

The sound of running water was heard, and soon he came out with the drained dishes and carefully put them back into the thermal bag.

"Then Mr. Shen, I'll take my leave first!" Toru Amuro stood by the bed, his purple-gray eyes looked particularly gentle under the light, "I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning!" Shen Yuan leaned on the pillow and nodded slightly, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Amuro, be careful on the road!" Toru Amuro took a last look at Lightning who was lying quietly by the bed. The cheetah lazily shook its tail, as if saying goodbye.

He closed the door gently, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

The ward returned to peace.

Shen Yuan looked at the night outside the window. Lightning had already jumped onto the sofa and curled up into a big silver-gray ball of fur.

The monitoring instrument made a regular "beeping" sound, intertwined with the cheetah's steady breathing.

In the corridor, Toru Amuro paused for a moment at the corner.

He looked back at the closed ward door, a hint of incomprehensible emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around and blended into the night of the hospital.

Chapter 73 The Killer and the Rose

As the night deepened, the VIP ward area of ​​Mihua Central Hospital fell into silence.

The sensor lights in the corridor lit up and went out as the nurses occasionally passed by, like fireflies floating in the darkness.

Shen Yuan half leaned on the hospital bed, the wound on his abdomen was still aching slightly, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

The moonlight outside the window was obscured by thin clouds, leaving only a vague halo.

Shen Yuan glanced at the wall clock - it was past midnight, but his cell phone still didn't ring.

He gently stroked the screen and said with some regret: "It seems that Mr. Killer is not planning to visit the wounded tonight..." Before he finished speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated.

An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen, labeled "nuisance call."

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, quickly entered a password with his fingertips, and the call was immediately transferred successfully.

"Which ward?" Gin's cold voice came through the receiver, with the faint sound of the night wind blowing in the background.

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes, a smile returning to his lips. "VIP Ward 1101!" His fingers unconsciously twisted the cord of the monitor. "What's going on? Did the boss get done with work and remember your fragile temporary worker?"

"Wait!" Gin ignored Shen Yuan's teasing, his voice still cold, "I'll take the safe stairs!" The phone was simply hung up.

Shen Yuan looked at the black screen, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He turned to look at Lightning, who was curled up on the sofa. The silver-gray cheetah was lazily swinging its tail.

"Lightning, come here!" Shen Yuan called softly.

The cheetah immediately pricked up its ears, jumped lightly off the sofa, and walked to the bedside.

Shen Yuan rubbed its furry head and gently scratched the sensitive area behind its ears with his fingers: "Your sponsor is here, go to the stairs to pick him up!" Then he pointed in the direction outside the ward.

Lightning's ice-blue eyes sparkled in the darkness. It rubbed Shen Yuan's palm, turned around, and slipped out of the ward silently.

The sensor lights in the corridor lit up one by one as it passed by, and then quickly went out, like a silent light show.

Shen Yuan adjusted his posture, looked towards the door, tapped his fingers lightly on the bed sheet, and waited for Mr. Killer to appear.

Outside the window, a dark cloud slowly moved away, and the moonlight shone again, casting a silver halo on the upcoming meeting.

The sensor light in the corridor lit up again, and Lightning stepped into the ward first with elegant steps, followed by a slender black shadow.

Gin was still wearing his signature black trench coat, his silver hair falling on his shoulders like moonlight, emitting a cold glow in the dim ward.

His pale complexion looked even more fierce against the black clothes, and his green eyes were like a frozen lake, without a trace of warmth.

But the most eye-catching thing was the bouquet of warmly blooming red roses in his arms - a large, carefully wrapped bouquet, with water droplets on the bright crimson petals. The crimson roses were neatly wrapped in dark green kraft paper, tied with black ribbons and held in the arms of the man in black. Against the backdrop of his black windbreaker, they were like flames burning in the dark night.

Such an extreme collision of colors made Shen Yuan hold his breath for a moment.

The sharp contrast between the black-clothed, silver-haired killer and the fiery red rose creates a breathtaking beauty.

But - "Pfft -" Shen Yuan suddenly laughed out loud, then took a breath because of the pain in his wound, and bent down with his hands covering his abdomen, "Hiss... Boss, are you... going to express your love to me?" He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his voice full of teasing, "You are so charming holding roses, I'd like to consider it..." Gin approached with a cold face and slapped the bouquet directly on Shen Yuan's face.

The fragrance of roses spread instantly, and a few petals fell on the white sheets.

"Vodka said so," he emphasized word by word, his voice so cold it could freeze frost, "You should bring flowers when visiting patients in the hospital!" But Shen Yuan keenly noticed that under the dim light of the ward, the tips of Gin's ears, which were always hidden under his silver hair, were now faintly flushed.

This discovery made the smile in his eyes deepen.

Lightning squatted between the two of them, his ice-blue eyes moving back and forth between Rose and his master, the tip of his tail swaying gently, as if he was also enjoying this rare scene.

The fragrance of roses quietly filled the ward.

Gin stood by the bed, his green eyes under his silver hair coldly sweeping over the bandage on Shen Yuan's abdomen, then moved to the jumping numbers on the monitor.

"Tsk!" He suddenly sneered, "You need to be hospitalized for these two bullet holes? You're still too weak!" A black line crossed Shen Yuan's forehead: "Boss, I'm a fragile student, not a perverted killer like you who licks blood on the edge of a knife!" He deliberately covered the wound exaggeratedly, "I'm in pain, I need to rest, okay?" Gin looked down at him, with undisguised sarcasm in his voice: "Three untrained bastards with guns in their hands can make you so embarrassed.

You still need to strengthen your training, start after you are discharged from the hospital!" Gin "coldly" arranged Shen Yuan's future activities.

Shen Yuan rubbed his abdomen helplessly: "That's because you didn't see the scene at that time!" His eyes became serious, "The bullet is like it has eyes. No matter what angle it is shot from, it will eventually fly towards me!" Shen Yuan's words made Gin silent, and his green eyes under his silver hair flashed with murderous intent, "So," he suddenly spoke, his voice became colder, and even the air was filled with a bit of murderous intent, "The so-called "fate", is it determined to eliminate you as a variable? If it fails this time, there will be a next time?" Shen Yuan's lips curled up slowly, and that smile was like poisoned honey - the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, but his amber pupils flashed with a dangerous light.

"He won't give up easily!"

"...But, fighting against the heavens is endless fun, isn't it?" His pale face glowed like cold porcelain in the moonlight, and his smile was gorgeous and deadly, with both cynical mockery and hidden provocation.

Gin stared at his expression, his green eyes flickering slightly under his silver hair, then he turned his face away, his jaw line tense, as if he was hiding some uncomfortable emotion.

He reached into the inner pocket of his windbreaker and took out the cigarette case as usual, but stopped the moment his fingertips touched the metal shell - there was another injured person in the ward.

He frowned and stuffed the cigarette box back in a slightly annoyed manner.

"Is it related to that video?" he suddenly asked. Gin was asking about the video that Shen Yuan had shown him before, in which the young detective turned into Kudo Shinichi. He suspected that it was because Shen Yuan had shown him that video that he was being targeted now.

"Maybe!" Shen Yuan replied nonchalantly, "But don't worry, I'm not a particularly rule-abiding person anyway. If it's not this time, I'll have a confrontation with that thing next time for something else!" He raised his eyes and looked at Gin, a provocative glint in his eyes, "Anyway, if the enemy comes, we'll fight him; if the water comes, we'll block it with earth!" Gin was a little annoyed. Sitting and waiting for death was not his character. He usually liked to nip trouble in the bud. "Then I get rid of that little detective?" Shen Yuan shook his head: "You can try!" He added meaningfully, "But I think you'll see more scenes that go against common sense!" Gin's eyes fell on the bloody bandage, and suddenly a sneer appeared on his face: "Then give it a try!" Gin turned and walked out, "I still have a mission!"

"Thank you, boss, for taking the time to send me roses~" Shen Yuan said with a smile behind him, deliberately dragging out the last syllable.

Gin's footsteps paused slightly, then he quickened his pace and soon disappeared in the ward.

The ward returned to peace.

Shen Yuan looked down at the rose in his arms, his fingertips gently brushing the delicate petals, the smile on his lips lingering for a long time.

Chapter 74 Long-lost Information

The sunlight poured into the ward through the gaps in the curtains. A bright red rose, carefully wrapped in dark green kraft paper, quietly bloomed on the bedside table.

Toru Amuro pushed the door open carrying a thermos lunch box, and his purple-gray eyes froze instantly when he saw the strong color.

His slender fingers tightened unconsciously, and the lunch box strap left a faint red mark on his palm.

"Mr. Shen, do you have friends visiting you?" His voice was still gentle, but a few degrees lower than usual, as if he was deliberately suppressing some emotion.

Shen Yuan was looking down at his phone. He nodded slightly when he heard this: "Yes, I came last night!" His fingertips slid across the screen, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a gentle arc. He didn't notice that Amuro Toru's eyes suddenly dimmed.

On the phone screen was a notification of an international transfer, followed by a satellite text message from his mother: [Xiao Yuan, I received news that you were shot in Japan. Your father and I are still on an expedition and cannot return. We can only send you a text message via satellite phone to say hello.

I hope you get well soon.

The crime rate in Japan is high, so you must protect yourself when you are there.

PS: I’ve given you two extra months’ living expenses this time. Please take good care of yourself.

Love your mom and dad.

】Shen Yuan’s thumb gently stroked the screen.

Shen Yuan was actually a little surprised to see the information, because after being in Japan for such a long time, it was as if there was a magnetic field trapping him in this Conan Theater. He tried to contact his former classmates and teachers, but all the information fell on deaf ears. It was as if there was some invisible barrier that completely isolated him from his homeland.

It was as if everything he had done while growing flowers was a memory, as if time and space were distorted.

The unexpected message from his family was like a shot of sedative for Shen Yuan's time travel, making him feel at ease.

His wandering soul finally found an anchor.

After feeling relieved, Shen Yuan wondered what had broken the barrier, allowing him to contact his family. He thought of the embassy in Japan. If he were injured, they would definitely contact his parents and inform them. If they couldn't contact him at all, this would be a serious matter and would definitely raise alarm. So, had the blockade been broken? If that were the case, "that thing" wasn't as powerful as he'd thought. It wasn't even the so-called "Heaven." Perhaps "Him" was just a Japanese artifact.

"Mr. Shen?" Amuro Toru's voice brought him back to reality.

The blond young man was setting up a small table beside the bed, his movements a little heavier than usual, "Breakfast is getting cold!" As Amuro Toru spoke, his eyes frequently fell on the bouquet of roses, and his lips were pursed tighter than usual.

"Thank you!" Shen Yuan put away his phone. "What did Mr. Amuro do today?"

"Vegetable porridge and steamed egg custard!" Amuro Toru's voice was still gentle, but lacked the ease of the past.

He turned around to organize the lunch boxes he brought, and there was a rare hint of stiffness in his back.

The morning light cast a soft glow on the ends of his golden hair, but it could not illuminate his slightly lowered brows.

He placed the lunch boxes neatly on the small dining table and put on a perfect smile again on his face: "Mr. Shen, please have breakfast first.

For breakfast today, I prepared Lightning's favorite steak and two apples!" Shen Yuan picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Lightning eats a lot. Isn't it too expensive for Mr. Amuro to take care of the two of us like this?" He raised his mobile phone and shook it. "My parents knew I was injured, and they generously gave me money and suspended my "independence test"!" He blinked, "So I have enough funds now. Why don't I transfer money to Mr. Amuro? Give me the card number!" Amuro Toru's fingers, which were tidying up the lunch box, suddenly stopped.

He drooped his eyelashes and spoke in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Mr. Shen is so distant with me... Are you trying to cut off ties with me?" At this moment, Amuro Toru looked like something Shen Yuan had never seen before.

Dark emotions surged in the depths of his purple-gray eyes, and a crack appeared on his gentle mask, revealing the sharp edges of "Bourbon".

But in a flash, he put on that perfect smile again: “Sorry, Mr. Shen.

I just…" His voice was as light as a sigh, "I just thought Mr. Shen was too polite.

I consider Mr. Shen to be a very important friend of mine!" Shen Yuan keenly caught the fleeting dark look in his eyes.

He put down his phone and suddenly reached out to press Amuro Toru's wrist as he was about to retract it: "Mr. Amuro!" He could feel the other's pulse beating at his fingertips: "That's not what I meant. I just thought that Lightning's food is more expensive after all, and Mr. Amuro is still working hard in the cafe. I thought of transferring money to Mr. Amuro because I regard Mr. Amuro as a friend. After all, we flower growers believe in reciprocity between friends!" Lightning came over at some point, his ice-blue eyes moving back and forth between the two of them.

It nudged Amuro Toru's knee with its head, and rubbed the back of Shen Yuan's hand, as if trying to mediate the delicate atmosphere.

Toru Amuro's gaze fell on Shen Yuan's bandaged abdomen, then moved to the conspicuous bouquet of roses on the bedside.

He gently pulled his hand back, his smile returning to its usual composure: "I was overthinking it.

Mr. Shen, please eat quickly, the porridge is getting cold!" Shen Yuan lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of vegetable porridge. The rice grains were cooked soft and dotted with green leaves.

As the warm porridge slid down his throat, he heard Amuro Toru ask again: "Now that Mr. Shen's parents know you're injured, will they come to Japan to see you?"

"Not in the near future!" Shen Yuan swallowed his porridge, "They should be doing field research in the tropical rain forests of South America right now.

I'm fine now, but I'd feel bad if they interrupted their trip to come back and see me!" He didn't want to use his parents to test that thing, so his parents had better not set foot on Japanese soil.

A hint of surprise flashed in Amuro Toru's purplish-gray eyes: "Mr. Shen is so considerate. It's rare to see a child like you who doesn't worry his parents!" Shen Yuan smiled and changed the subject: "Mr. Amuro's parents? What do they do? I've never heard you mention them before!" Amuro Toru's fingers, combing Lightning's hair, paused imperceptibly, then continued as if nothing had happened: "My parents passed away a long time ago!" His voice was calm, without any emotion, "So I don't know much about them!"

"I'm sorry," Shen Yuan put down the spoon, a look of apology in his amber eyes, "I didn't know it was like this.

Are you... okay?"

"Nothing!" Amuro Toru raised his eyes and raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips, "I'm used to it and don't care so much!" The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Lightning seemed to notice the subtle changes between the two of them, and rubbed his head against the back of Amuro Toru's hand, as if to comfort him.

Toru Amuro reached out and rubbed Cheetah's ears, then placed the chopped apple in front of Lightning and asked him to eat it.

Lightning chewed the apple chunks contentedly, making a slight "crunch" sound.

Amuro Toru's tone became cheerful again, and he asked Shen Yuan: "Speaking of which, Mr. Shen, how do you feel today? Has the pain in the wound eased?" Shen Yuan nodded: "Much better, thanks to Mr. Amuro's nutritious meal!" As he spoke, the last bite of egg custard had been swallowed by Shen Yuan.

"That's good!" Toru Amuro stood up and took the empty tableware into the bathroom, and the sound of running water soon rang out.

After coming out, Amuro Toru shook off the water droplets on his hands, then packed up the lunch box and looked at the time on his watch, "Poirot is about to open for business, I have to go," and looked at Shen Yuan, "Mr. Shen, do you need to go to the bathroom now?" Shen Yuan nodded and stretched out his hand, "Sorry to bother you, Mr. Amuro!" Amuro Toru held his elbow steadily, and with the other hand, he supported his waist, carefully avoiding the wound on his abdomen.

Shen Yuan stood up with the help of his strength and walked to the bathroom door. Amuro Toru let go of his hand in time: "I'll wait for Mr. Shen outside!" After Shen Yuan came out, Amuro Toru helped him back to the bed, checked the ward again, and confirmed that the water cup and call bell were within Shen Yuan's reach: "Then I'll go first, Conan and Miss Xiaolan said they will come at noon!" Shen Yuan leaned on the pillow and nodded: "I know, be careful on the road!" As the door closed gently, the ward returned to silence.

Chapter 75 Expensive Gift

At noon, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Conan, Xiaolan and Sonoko walked in one after another, each holding a huge gift box in their arms.

Shen Yuan was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book. When he looked up and saw this scene, he was stunned - Conan's figure was almost completely blocked by the box, and only his laborious footsteps could be seen.