The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

After the investigation was completed, Qin Zhibo did not receive a prompt to complete the main task.

At the moment, Qin Zhibo has no other clues to continue investigating.

In the investigation description, the only remaining tip is to pay homage to the foreign Bodhisattva.

It is said that after visiting the shrine, a person will be able to become a sun god, a sun god, a fatal linker, and omnipotent?

This is the literal interpretation, but Qin Zhibo knew that this was definitely an exaggeration.

Otherwise, why doesn’t Akutsu Shintake, who has been worshiping devoutly for a long time, not have the god of sun and sun?

And the so-called day here should not be that day, but the meaning of the unity of heaven and man, that is, the connection between man and the main god consciousness of the world.

Ancient Chinese thinkers believed that gods could not be seen, that is to say, the images of gods were unknown.

Although we cannot see its shape or hear its voice, there are gods three feet above our heads. The supernatural power of gods is everywhere, so we call gods heaven.

In short, it is very mysterious.

At this time, Akatsuki Makoto next to him saw Qin Zhibo staring at the statue for a long time, motionless and a little worried.

Are you OK?

Well, I'm fine.

Qin Zhibo answered quite simply, without showing any unnatural expression, and then continued: Mr. Akutsu, can you let me be alone with this statue for a while.

After hearing Qin Zhibo's words, Ajiu Jincheng frowned slightly.

Of course, this is not because he is afraid that Qin Zhibo will steal the statue. Anyway, no one will believe that this statue is the work of Akutsu Zhenwu, and it will not be worth anything even if he gives it away.

Akujin Cheng is afraid that if there is something evil about this statue, Qin Zhibo will be bewitched.

However, after struggling for a while in his heart, the staunchly materialistic Akutsu Makoto nodded.

Then I'll go out and make a call first, and I'll be back later.

Ajiu Jincheng left, leaving only Qin Zhibo and the foreign Bodhisattva with the statue of Heavenly Father alone in the studio.

When looking at this foreign Bodhisattva alone, Qin Zhibo felt that this thing was somewhat evil.

If it were a clay statue, the image on it that looks like kneaded plasticine would be easier to explain, but it was simply not done well.

But it is impossible to create this kind of sculpture at will with this kind of sculpture carved one by one.

It seems that in Akutsu Matake's heart, Heavenly Father should have this indescribable image.

Although I don’t understand, I still have to bow to the foreign Bodhisattva.

Anyway, I won't suffer any loss if I pay my respects, but if the main mission is completed, I will make a lot of money.

It's just that Qin Zhibo was a little confused about the choice of posture.

Do you stand and pray? Or kneel down and worship?

Are you praying with your hands together in front of your chest? Or should you put your hands on the ground and pray with your palms facing up?

If you are deeply in love, do you need to give me a kiss?

After thinking about it, Qin Zhibo decided to pray according to the common Western prayer, kneeling on his knees and making fists with his hands in front of his chest.

After all, he is a foreign Bodhisattva, so this makes sense.

Lower your waist, bend your knees, hold your hands together in front of your chest, and close your eyes.

A whole set of actions were completed in one go, and Qin Zhibo began to pay homage to the foreign Bodhisattva.

The vision of his eyes was swallowed by darkness, but Qin Zhibo's heart was not completely calm.

The so-called paying homage is of course just a show, Qin Zhibo's mind is quite active.

If Akutsu comes back early and sees me kneeling in front of the statue like this, how should I explain it?

If the explanation is not good, will he send me to the mental hospital where his father was?

I'm a little hungry. What can I eat later?

A series of messy thoughts appeared in Qin Zhibo's mind.

But as these thoughts were answered over and over again in his mind, Qin Zhibo felt that the activities in his inner world and the external sounds heard by his ears had become silent.

The world seemed to be completely still, so quiet that I could only hear the sound of my own heartbeat.

Plop, plop, plop.

The loud and powerful heartbeats were evidence that Qin Zhibo was still alive in this world, and the relatively gentle heart rate showed that Qin Zhibo did not feel anything abnormal at all.

In this state, Qin Zhibo's mood was a little irritable.

The floor of the sculpture studio was numb and rattling, and the small gravel chips on the ground soaked into the fabric on his knees under the heavy pressure, making Qin Zhibo's knees a little uncomfortable.

In Qin Zhibo's sense of time, it seems that a long time has passed, but it may only have been a few minutes.

Qin Zhibo really has no confidence in his sense of time.

However, what is certain is that visiting foreign Bodhisattvas has no effect. Qin Zhibo did not receive any system task prompts.

Under the protest of his knees and the threat of social death, Qin Zhibo decided to stop this meaningless attempt.

stand up.

Qin Zhibo confirmed this idea in his heart, but his legs did not stand up smoothly.

stand up?

Qin Zhibo issued such an order again, but his body still did not respond.

At this time, Qin Zhibo finally realized something was wrong.

At this time, not only his legs, but also his eyes seemed to be clamped shut, unable to open at all.

And the world is no longer silent.

The sound of his own heartbeat in Qin Zhibo's ears became softer and softer, or it could be said that it was covered up by another louder sound.

This is a deep and distant sound of water that vaguely surrounds the ears. Although it is extremely dull, it can easily make people feel peaceful and sleepy.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be attracted by the sound and give up the physical struggle.

But Qin Zhibo is no ordinary person.

With the blessing of iron will, Qin Zhibo heard another voice from this voice.

This is an extremely discordant sound and an indescribable sound.

But what is certain is that this sound does not come from nature.

It became clearer and clearer from far to near, until it surrounded Qin Zhibo's ears like the whispers of an evil god.

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A series of pronunciations that humans cannot imitate struck Qin Zhibo's eardrums over and over again, reaching straight to his brain, and Qin Zhibo's will also dropped sharply.

90, 87, 82, 77, 70

In just a few seconds, Qin Zhibo's will dropped by 20 points, and it was still falling!

As long as the babble doesn't stop, it seems that the willpower level will keep falling.

But when will the babble stop?

Qin Zhibo knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death. He could only escape from this state while his thinking was still clear.

stand up!

As Qin Zhibo's will became firmer, as if some kind of judgment had been successful, Qin Zhibo suddenly felt a great power erupting in his body.

At this moment, the sound of water and murmurs all disappeared like evil spirits retreating.

In the studio, Qin Zhibo stood alone in front of the abstract sculpture. Everything around him was so harmonious and peaceful.

Qin Zhibo took a deep look at the foreign Bodhisattva in front of him and couldn't help but have a question in his heart.

Were all those just hallucinations?

No, it seems not

Qin Zhibo raised his hand and touched his ears, because his ears were very uncomfortable at this time.

It's like just coming up from the deepest depths of the ocean.