Conan's Helping People

Chapter 78 Are you polite?

Before Belmod spoke, the black-haired kid blinked again, and added: "No wonder everyone likes to touch their eyes, the feeling when touching them is very real."

It was indeed real, one could feel the warm skin of the other party, and every slight eye roll, one could even feel whether the skin under the hands was tense to resist or relaxed obediently.

Moreover, eyes are one of the weak points of human beings.

This feeling of mastering other people's weaknesses is really good.

Belmode stared at the green eyes of the black-haired kid for a few more times.

Her heart moved slightly, and she suddenly said, "Except for that gentleman, who else likes to touch your eyes?"

The black-haired kid is a member of the code name anyway, and there are not many people in the organization who can always touch his eyes, and that gentleman is one of them.

But for others, there are only some high-end technicians... such as the Miyano couple.

"...Dr. Miyano, she also likes to touch my eyes." The black-haired kid looked at her, thought for a while, and then spit out the name.

Sure enough, it was Miyano Elena.

Belmode stretched out his hand, gently stroked the black hair of the black-haired kid with his fingertips, and observed his eyes.

She asked softly, "Does Dr. Miyano like you very much?"

The black-haired kid didn't respond, but still looked up at her, the dark spots in the corners of his eyes were like heavy eyeliner.

"Many people say that human clones are different from normal human beings. Their three views, morality, and focus of thinking are all offset." Belmode thought, and said, "Do you agree with this point of view?"

"There are also many people who are envious of me. They envy me for having a code name, having a special physique, and being able to serve that gentleman." The black-haired kid stared at her for a while before slowly saying, "Do you agree with this point of view?"

Ah, it seems that the difference between the black-haired kid and normal people is not very big.

Just looking at the data of front-end research, those clones seem to have racial differences from humans.

Although the appearance is exactly the same as that of normal humans, the core is completely different, giving people a sense of fear of the uncanny valley effect.

But Belmode didn't feel this way when facing this black-haired kid.

She can clearly feel that this child is indeed different from normal humans, whether it is thinking logic or emotional core.

But she didn't regard this little ghost as a clone, but a human child who was different from ordinary people, and was of the same kind.

...Maybe, because they are indeed all of the same kind, and they have all taken a certain drug.

And this black-haired brat is indeed a miracle. The other party is not the same kind of person as those compatriots or normal humans, but a talent like her.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, the black-haired kid took the initiative and said, "I agree."

He slowly stretched out his hand, and also touched Belmod's cheek, and found that he was not repelled, his expression softened again, and the arc of his mouth widened a bit.

"I don't know what normal human beings think, or how they develop feelings, or how they distinguish between fake and real."

He asked softly, "But I can see you, I can touch you, I can feel your breath and body temperature, you are real."

This sentence is too inexplicable, Belmode blinked his eyes in surprise, and immediately realized that this kid is different from normal people.

From a normal person's point of view, the other party should be...why does he feel like being confessed?

Thinking back, it's definitely not the way of thinking.

Belmode called up the information about the other party in his mind, stuck those few words, and finally found some relevant impressions.

On the core of emotional resonance and empathy, the black-haired kid is too different from normal people.

That gentleman is very dissatisfied, and recently he is training this little devil. It is a special training about 'living in a normal world, can a black-haired little devil develop feelings'.

Only that gentleman knows the specific content of the training.

Not only this training, but also many things about this kid, only that gentleman knows, and even Belmode can only guess the general outline of some things.

This topic is too dangerous and confidential.

Belmode stared at him and paused for a few seconds before changing the subject and asking the question he wanted to ask, "Do you know your background?"

Did you know that your mother is Elena Miyano?
After knowing it, how would you feel when you saw her smile at you again?

The black-haired kid showed an expression of listening carefully, and did not speak immediately, but waited for a few seconds and found that she had finished speaking, before asking patiently: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

This kid actually doesn't know anything, telling him these things is too...

For a moment, Belmode frowned, intending to change the subject.

"Does it mean that I am not a normal human being, or my biological parents, or my ethical parents?" Just as she was about to change the subject, the black-haired kid suddenly said.

Uh……?
Belmode raised his eyebrows, "What do you know?"

"I know that I was cloned. My biological mother is Dr. Miyano, and my ethical father is that gentleman." The black-haired kid stated, and then added with a thoughtful expression.

"However, Dr. Miyano should not be considered my biological mother, right? It's just that I was bred from her DNA."

"According to human common sense and ethics, it should be my parents who raised... raised me, so it should be that gentleman, but I'm not sure."

Ok?
Belmode looked at the black-haired kid in surprise, meeting his calm green eyes.

She didn't hide her emotions, and asked directly in surprise: "You know Miyano Elena is your mother? How do you know?"

Absolutely, absolutely no one would say that in front of this dark-haired brat, that gentleman strictly forbids it.

In fact, not many people knew about this matter. The original research group was wiped out directly, and the matter of silence was saved. It stands to reason that only that gentleman and Belmode knew about it.

However, Miyano Elena should already know.

Although the woman pretended not to notice at all, every smile she gave to the black-haired brat revealed this incident, as well as some small details of getting along with her.

There was also the kid named Miyano Akemi, who was also very perceptive, and had an extraordinary enthusiasm for this black-haired kid.

But the black-haired kid is more indifferent to them, but he is more kind to himself.

This question obviously put the black-haired kid in a difficult situation.

He pondered for a while, and began to organize his words with difficulty, "This, it's obvious, I don't need anyone to tell me, but I don't really understand why so few people find out."

Belmode listened patiently.

The black-haired kid raised his head again and blinked suggestively.

this action.

"You don't mean to say...?" Belmode accepted the hint and blinked slowly.

The other party obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and revealed the reason, "Yes, because of the eyes."

"Our eyes are almost identical, is that obvious? Others have said similar things, but they don't seem to notice at all that our eyes are not a bit alike, but almost identical."

He sighed, "Strange, isn't it?"

This attitude is a bit strange, Belmode got it strangely, it is probably similar to "such an obvious thing, you haven't noticed it, it's too mentally retarded".

Of course, if the black-haired kid really wanted to complain, he would definitely be more tactful and replace it with 'that's too immersed in research and work'.

Now, the eyes of the other party looking over are also encouraging, that kind of eyes of 'you are different from them, you are so smart'.

Belmode slowly fell into thought.

She finally realized why the action of the black-haired kid touching her face before handing her the ID card was a little inexplicably familiar.

He touched the dog's head and found that he was not bitten, so he rewarded him with a bone, still coaxing, "You are so good, you are so good, you are so smart!" 'Attitude.

...Are you polite, brat.

　Friendly reminder, there is a little false information from the perspective of Sister Bei (Devil Whispers

　　For example, it is very obvious, 'Hinata is reasonable and will not lie'_(:з)∠)_
　　Miserable
　　
　
(End of this chapter)