allendalepharm Chapter 196 What kind of thing is this, worthy of being in the same painting as Sister Jing?
Chapter 196 What kind of thing is this, worthy of being in the same painting as Sister Jing?
Chapter 192 What kind of thing is worthy of being in the same painting as Sister Jing?
"You brat, what are you doing causing trouble!"
Just as Conan was following Wang Changsheng, trying to go to Director Ochiai's office with them, Uncle Mori slapped him on the back of the head.
"I didn't cause any trouble..." Conan was about to explain when Ran hugged him.
"Alright, alright, Conan, don't bother him. That's very rude!" Ran stopped Conan, then turned her gaze to him, asking with some confusion, "But Changsheng, do you know this curator too?"
Ran took Conan to the restroom, and when they came back, they found Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai talking about something, and they seemed a little excited.
"Yes, Director Ochiai's granddaughter is a good friend of ours," Wang Changsheng nodded and casually explained.
After all, we've already met, so we should be considered friends, right?
"Oh, I see." Xiaolan nodded.
However, Conan in her arms stared intently at Wang Changsheng.
What kind of good friends are they?!
fart!
Before, she seemed to be quite familiar with the curator's granddaughter, but now they're good friends?
A cover story!
That little devil Wang Changsheng definitely has some unspeakable secret with Director Ochiai!
Conan watched as Wang Changsheng waved to them, then led Sakura and Tomoyo behind Director Ochiai toward his office, his teeth practically grinding to powder.
"Sister Ran, Brother Wang and the others must have gone to have fun. I want to go too. Please let go of me..." Conan tried to struggle, but Ran held him tightly, and he couldn't move.
"Stop being naughty, okay?" This time, Ran didn't let Conan cause trouble; she just held him and wouldn't let him get down.
She knew exactly how good Conan was at escaping.
Ran even felt that if she loosened her grip even slightly and let Conan's feet touch the ground, he would disappear in a flash.
Every time she took him out to play before, she had already experienced this situation several times, so now Ran has undoubtedly strengthened her control over Conan.
"Damn it..." Conan was on the verge of tears, and could only watch helplessly as Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai left.
Although I was very angry, there was nothing I could do.
Without Conan's interference, Wang Changsheng, Sakura, and Tomoyo arrived at Director Ochiai's office, led by him.
"Please sit down, please sit down." As soon as they entered, and after Wang Changsheng and the others followed, Director Ochiai quickly closed the door. "Are you thirsty? Would you like something to drink?"
Director Ochiai looked somewhat excited as he strode over to the water dispenser, next to which was a cabinet filled with tea leaves.
"No, thank you, we're not thirsty."
Just as Director Ochiai was rummaging through the cabinet, he heard Wang Changsheng's voice of refusal.
"this……"
Director Ochiai paused in his work, then turned to Sakura and Tomoyo and asked, "And what about these two children? Would you like something to drink?"
"Huh? I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink..." Sakura was still a little confused about what was going on, and her expression was somewhat bewildered. When she heard what Director Ochiai said, she quickly waved her hand.
However, Tomoyo nodded slightly: "Could you please pour me a glass of water? I don't particularly like drinking beverages and tea from outside."
"Uh..." Director Ochiai paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "That's a real pity. This tea was a gift from a friend. I heard it's very delicious, but I haven't tried it yet."
Since Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying didn't need any, the curator simply poured Zhishi a glass of water and placed it in front of her. Then, he sat down on the sofa opposite the three of them and said somewhat impatiently, "Young men, you are all..."
Since Wang Changsheng had just used magic to secretly bewitch Ochiai, who was an ordinary person, his emotions were somewhat different, but he still had at least some rationality.
Director Ochiai wasn't sure if Sakura and Tomoyo knew about what he was going to tell Wang Changsheng.
"That's right, just say it directly." Wang Changsheng understood what Director Ochiai meant and nodded slightly.
Upon hearing Wang Changsheng's definite answer, Director Ochiai let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief, then became excited again: "Are you all followers of that person? To become followers of a deity at such a young age is truly... remarkable!"
Sakura: "?"
Tomoyo: "?"
Wang Changsheng: "..."
Tomoyo and Sakura hadn't clearly heard what Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai were saying, so when they heard him say this, they couldn't help but exchange a glance, and then silently look at Wang Changsheng.
Although they didn't know what had happened, they remained silent and did not raise any questions immediately. Instead, they quietly waited for Wang Changsheng's performance.
Our little Wang smiled slightly and said, "We are not followers of that god, but its masters."
"What?!" Wang Changsheng's words shocked Director Ochiai, who looked extremely horrified.
He stared at Wang Changsheng with his old eyes, somewhat incredulous: "You...you are actually...the masters of the gods?"
"We come from an ancient family of magicians. The deity you mentioned is our family's guardian spirit, but it has been mischievous lately and has run away to play. We have been ordered by our family to come and retrieve it."
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A wicked smile curled at the corners of Wang Changsheng's lips. His tone was confident, and his eyes gleamed.
Sakura: "..."
Tomoyo: "..."
Are we from a family of magicians?
When did this happen? How come we don't know?
How can you believe someone who has lived this long by fabricating facts like this?
Sakura thought with some unease. She secretly raised her eyes, wanting to see what expression the old curator, Ochiai, had. She found that the old curator not only did not show any doubt, but his expression and attitude became even more devout: "So you are the real gods."
Sakura: "..."
Does this work too?
"Thank you so much for this, Your Majesty. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been suspected by the police on the spot." Director Ochiai had an urge to kowtow to the three children on the spot, but he felt that it might be too abrupt and displease the little deity, so he restrained himself.
He looked into Wang Changsheng's eyes, his thoughts becoming somewhat muddled, yet still clear.
"I never expected that a child even younger than you would have such a powerful and keen observation skill. The note I left at the scene with Kubota's name on it almost became my biggest weakness."
Wang Changsheng shook his head: "Tell me what you saw and what happened."
Director Ochiai nodded and said, "Actually, I originally wanted to kill Manaka. The armor I found at Kubota's place was also something I framed him for."
"My Lord, I think you can sense what this art museum means to me. I am just the curator; the ownership of the art museum does not actually belong to me. The previous owner wanted to sell the art museum because it was not well managed. Since I have worked here for so many years, I used all my savings to beg the owner to sell the art museum to me. He did not want the art museum to decline, so he agreed."
"I was overjoyed at the time, but the museum was already poorly managed, and I no longer had the funds to maintain its normal operation. I had no choice but to seek external help. It was at this time that Zhenzhong approached me. He asked me to sell the museum to him again and promised to revitalize it. Because I had a granddaughter to support, I eventually agreed. However, after the sale, he broke his promise and actually wanted to renovate the museum!"
"This man is a walking demon! The ugliness of his soul makes me want to vomit!"
"I gave all the money from selling the art museum to Xiaoyou's mother, all for this day!"
At this point, two intense beams of light suddenly shot out from Director Ochiai's eyes.
"I've prepared everything, creating the rumor that there's a Ghost Rider in the Hell Exhibition Hall, all to punish Manaka here!"
"But what I didn't expect was..."
Director Ochiai paused, as if he had thought of something, his imposing aura softened, and he swallowed hard: "Just when I had arranged everything and was about to make my move against Manaka..."
"A true ghost rider emerged from a painting and rushed into Manaka's body."
"Then, as if he were being controlled, Manaka started severing his own legs and feet. I was terrified and couldn't help but scream."
"And just then, the painting containing the Ghost Rider suddenly moved!"
"I remember all the artworks in this museum."
"I'm sure that painting is definitely not one of the exhibits in the museum's collection before. It depicts a beautiful deity who, under the knight's control, is paralyzed on the ground and turned into a pile of flesh, while the beautiful deity slowly opens her eyes and makes a shushing gesture."
"The next moment, I was thrown out of the exhibition hall while I was screaming."
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng raised an eyebrow: "So, when you rushed over from outside, that was when you were thrown out?"
"Yes." Curator Ochiai nodded. "I was terrified at the time, but later I realized that the woman in the painting was definitely a kind and powerful deity. She overheard my conversation with Manaka in the Hell exhibition hall and knew just how ugly this guy was, so she performed a miracle and sent that true holy knight to punish the demon!"
"However, I think this deity is too kind-hearted. She only had the knight cripple Manaka, but didn't kill him. Perhaps with the hospital's treatment, Manaka will have a chance to stand up again in the future..."
"Of course, when we were over there just now, I noticed that this guy seemed to be mute. This must be the work of that deity. I think it's because what Manaka said to me was too filthy and obscene, which offended the deity's ears. Making him mute is also the deity's punishment for him."
"Since it's a punishment from the gods, he'll probably never be able to speak again for the rest of his life."
As Director Ochiai finished speaking, he sighed softly, "That's for the best. Letting him suffer for the rest of his life is better than letting him die now. If I really killed him today, wouldn't that be letting him off easy?"
"咕嘟"
After listening to Director Ochiai's long speech, Xiaoying, who was sitting next to Wang Changsheng, couldn't help but clear her throat and swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Her bright, dark green eyes still held a hint of panic. She didn't dare look at Director Ochiai again and could only lower her head and quickly move closer to Wang Changsheng.
What... what's going on here?!
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Why does this Ochiai Museum Director have to kill people?!
Seemingly sensing that Xiaoying was a little scared, Wang Changsheng glanced at her, reached out, and took her small hand in his palm.
This silly girl...
We told them to leave, but they insisted on following us. Now that they've heard Director Ochiai's story, won't they be so scared they have nightmares tonight?
Wang Changsheng glanced at Zhiyi, only to find that her reaction was completely different from Xiaoying's.
Zhi Shi sat upright, expressionless, calm and composed, appearing very peaceful.
Wang Changsheng even felt that there seemed to be a hint of interest in her dark purple eyes.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips inwardly.
You know, Sister Zhi is Sister Zhi.
Turning back, Wang Changsheng focused his gaze on Curator Ochiai: "And then, do you know where that painting went?"
"I don't know." Director Ochiai shook his head. "I was too flustered at the time. I didn't even handle some details properly, such as the pen, let alone anything else. The only thing I did was to settle Yuu down first. If the police found out about what I did, I wouldn't let her, a child, be here living in fear."
At this point, Director Ochiai hesitated again: "But what I find strange is that there were actually some traces of me left at the scene, but the police didn't seem to find any of them, as if... someone helped me erase those traces."
"Really?" Wang Changsheng frowned and stroked his chin.
The only Clow Card capable of throwing Curator Ochiai out of the exhibition hall and rendering Boss Manaka mute is probably...
Silent Cards—Sister Jing, right?
But what the hell is that knight?
How come she's in the same painting as Sister Jing?
This left Wang Changsheng somewhat puzzled.
Sister Jing likes quiet so much, how could she allow other beings to coexist with her?
This is simply too unbelievable...
Could it be Jingjie's old flame?
Moreover, the curator did indeed leave in a hurry with Ochiai Yu after seeing them, and they did not see Curator Ochiai again until Conan and the others discovered the situation in the exhibition hall.
If he said it was true, then who helped him remove those traces?
Sister Jing?
How is that possible?
She wished she could stay quietly and motionless in her own corner all the time, so why would she help Director Ochiai deal with the traces of his attempt to kill?
Could it have been done by that knight?
Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but ask Director Ochiai, "Do you usually have the habit of worshipping deities?"