Chapter 17 A visitor from the church

Chen Fan looked at Xu Huai in front of him.

From her lowered eyes, he saw some lamentations, as well as the faint expectation hidden in the deepest part.

'Yi, do you think her words are credible?'

Chen Fan was a little unsure about Xu Huai in front of him, and could only send a distress message to the smart terminal in his heart: 'Can you use the lie detector function you used before on her?'

Yi's voice sounded in his mind:

[What lie detector function? That is the vital signs monitoring function equipped on this machine! ]

'...Is there a difference? '

[Of course there is a difference. ]

[Human nature is complex, and a lot of professional equipment is needed to truly realize lie detection. ]

[This machine only makes a rough judgment by comprehensively analyzing the target's vital signs and micro-expressions. ]

[There is a considerable gap in accuracy compared with professional lie detectors. ]

[First of all...]

​​'Okay, okay, let's talk about the specific principles later, you should tell us the conclusion first.'

Listening to the chattering synthesized voice, Chen Fan hurriedly interrupted the chattering Yi.

[Based on the overall judgment, this machine believes that the other party is telling the truth, but...]

'There is a but?!'

Chen Fan, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly listened carefully.

As we all know, the words after the but are the most important.

[However, this judgment is based on the premise that the other party is a normal person.]

'...? ? ?'

After noticing Chen Fan's confusion, Yi quickly explained: [In simple terms, if the other party suffers from some hidden mental illness and firmly believes in his fantasy... the previous judgment is invalid.]

Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

He understood!

'You mean... Xu Huai may not be a normal person?'

[It's just a possibility with a very small probability.]

Hearing this, Chen Fan's face quickly turned ugly.

Putting aside the facts, just looking at the behavior of Xu Huai and the neighbors around...

Don't say it, don't you really say it!

'Fuck, it's impossible! Absolutely impossible!'

'According to you, don't I also have delusions?'

Yi silently added: [So what this machine said is just a possibility with a very small probability. 】

Chen Fan was speechless.

...

Just when Chen Fan was immersed in a heated argument with Yi, Xu Huai silently took a half step forward and looked at Chen Fan's face curiously.

In just a few seconds, Chen Fan's face had changed several times.

From confusion to understanding, from shock to anger, he can be called the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of Sichuan Opera face-changing.

Suddenly, Chen Fan came back to his senses.

Looking at Xu Huai who was close in front of him, a big question mark suddenly appeared on his head.

Jiejie, what are you doing?

"Cough."

Xu Huai coughed lightly, and a trace of shyness that was difficult for others to detect flashed across her cheeks.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, she quickly returned to her original cold appearance and raised her chin to him: "How about it, have you thought it through?"

"If you don't believe me, you can turn around and leave now."

Chen Fan subconsciously turned his head and took a look: "..."

Well, if nothing unexpected happens, referring to the layout of his own home, he turned around and faced Xu Huai's bedroom.

Xu Huai also noticed his own omission from Chen Fan's actions: "..."

Just as the two of them were staring at each other in silence, the mother's voice came from the corridor outside the door.

"Xiao Fan!"

Chen Fan's face changed slightly, and his eyes quickly passed Xu Huai and looked at the half-open door.

After calling a few times in succession, the mother's extremely humble voice came again from the next door: "Sir, please wait a moment, Chen Fan should be back soon..."

The next second, a dull sound of closing the door came from the next door.

The originally clear and audible communication sounds also stopped abruptly.

"The church is here to see you."

Xu Huai looked at Chen Fan with interest: "If I remember correctly, the church will also provide unified training for you God's Chosen, right?"

Seeing Chen Fan nod, she asked again: "What are you going to do?"

"Let me remind you that the church is not a good thing. If possible, it is better to stay away from the church."

Chen Fan sighed and spread his hands: "You are too easy to say."

"I am an ordinary God's Chosen, what else can I do except obey the arrangements of the church?"

He said half-jokingly: "Do you want me to overthrow the rule of the church?"

Seeing Chen Fan's "rotten" look, Xu Huai frowned subconsciously.

Chen Fan walked towards the half-open door. When he passed by Xu Huai, he whispered: "I will find a chance to read those history books you mentioned."

Xu Huai's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he nodded calmly.

"As for you..."

Chen Fan's eyes flashed with cunning: "I'm considering whether to expose you to the church, what do you think?"

The calm expression on Xu Huai's face disappeared instantly, and he said angrily: "Chen Fan! You!!"

Seeing Xu Huai's expression that became much more lively in an instant, Chen Fan felt refreshed in his heart, and the depression of being subdued by one move before also dissipated with laughter.

"It's just a joke, don't panic."

After the voice fell, Chen Fan straightened his expression, stretched out his hand to open the half-closed door and left the room.

Click.

The door closed tightly.

Xu Huai's expression also returned to calm again.

She looked at the closed door and the statue with its back to herself, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

...

"Sir Deacon, for the sake of the Lord, please be patient and wait for a moment."

"I believe Chen Fan will be back soon..."

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Fan heard his mother's pleading voice with a bit of flattery.

Considering the inferences given before leaving home, Chen Fan's face was stern, and a chilling guess suddenly flashed through his mind.

Could it be that his mother has already reported to the church...

If this is true, then his next series of plans will undoubtedly be unprecedentedly hindered!

He calmed down, slowed down his pace as much as possible, and used the partition between the door and the living room as a cover, and cast a cautious look towards the living room.

The mother with gray hair was standing at a loss in the slightly narrow living room. A man in a wide white robe was sitting on a wooden chair in the living room with his back to him.

There is no saying in this world that a mother is honored by her son.

As the mother of God's Chosen One, her status and position have hardly changed.

In the neighborhood, she can gain some superficial respect with this identity.

But in front of the church deacon, she is just an ordinary middle-aged woman.

In front of this man in a white robe, the mother's attitude is extremely humble.

"Master Deacon, please believe me. Chen Fan will be back soon to go to church with you."

"Please wait patiently for a while."

(End of this chapter)