Chapter 960 [Viewing Body] I knew from the beginning that forever was impossible

Sure enough, the card that was turned over had that familiar butterfly printed on it.

Seeker took a deep breath, then leaned back on the sofa with a knowing look on his face.

Conan Edogawa stared at the screen, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered for a moment.

He always felt that the owner behind this movie theater had a purpose in bringing them here.

The idea is to let them understand Behefinger and his group, yet they also want them to forget most of it after they leave – a complete contradiction.

Before he could think it through, images began to appear on the screen.

Conan sighed silently and temporarily gave up trying to find the answer to the question.

...

Since its birth, Zero has sensed that the care and concern shown to it by those around it is all for a purpose.

As he grew older, he learned that he was a clone of the witch.

He knew that Number 100 was a witch, and Number 100 knew it too.

But he is human, only he has the genes of a witch in his body.

The witch clan are all wicked people, and he, who possesses witch genes, is no exception, even behaving worse than witch number 100.

Two children who look exactly alike are in the same room, but instead of cultivating a relationship between them as required, they each do their own thing.

A blond boy, less than a meter tall, stood on the bed, holding a ball slightly larger than his head, and slammed it against the wall.

The ball bounced off the wall and flew straight toward the blonde girl.

The girl looked up as if sensing something, and seeing the ball flying towards her, she instinctively raised her hand to shield her head.

What are you doing?!

With a flick of his wrist, number 100 glared angrily at number 0.

Number 0 sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his ankles with both hands, and said in an innocent, childish voice, "The ball ran there by itself, what does it have to do with me?"

Number 100 angrily puffed out one cheek, picked up the ball, and threw it at Number 0.

Number 0 quickly rolled to the side to avoid it.

"I didn't do it on purpose, why are you so angry..." Number 0 sat in the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, looking aggrieved and lonely.

Number 100: "..."

You're understating it.

She rolled her eyes, grabbed her things, and kicked the door.

As soon as the door opened, she snorted coldly and walked out.

Number 0 glanced back, shrugged, and fell backward.

"They're so cute even when they're small," Seeker remarked.

*A foolish adult blinded by filters.

Liu Qingyao frowned in thought: "Should the announcer position be changed?"

Seekert: "..."

...

Inside the laboratory, Number 0 slumped unsteadily in a chair, clutching the hem of his shirt as he wiped his lips, then spat out the blood in his mouth with a spit.

He looked at the lab technicians in front of him with an indifferent expression and said with a grin, "So, can you kill me?"

Group leader Isaac frowned, glanced at the group member clutching his bleeding arm, and ordered the others to take him away. Then, looking at the fearless child, he took a deep breath and waved his hand, "Today's experiment is on hold. Take both number 0 and number 100 back."

"yes."

Number 0 and number 100 were taken away respectively.

Number 100, who had a new wound on his arm, glanced back at Number 0, gently covered the wound, and followed the experimenter back.

After spending several days in the room, Subject 0 was taken to the laboratory again. However, during the experiment, it was said that Subject 100 had suddenly died because he could not withstand the intensity of the experiment, and he needed to wait to be matched with a new experimental subject.

"..."

Back in her room, watching the door close, Number 0 lowered her eyelashes, let out a soft hum, and squeezed the doll in her hand tightly.

What kind of death.

The witch didn't die so easily.

She simply wanted to leave.

Don't take him with you.

Hmm... even though they don't get along?

Number 0 got angrier and angrier, and finally ripped off the Ragdoll cat's ears.

Looking at the tattered doll, he casually tossed it to the ground.

"boring."

He turned around, hugged his pillow, and lay face down on the bed.

A few days later, Number 0 was taken to the lab again. He stayed there for quite a while before seeing another child being brought over.

This is child number 1000.

Number 0 glanced at him a few times, then quietly looked away.

They were all fitted with wristbands for a matching test.

Number 0, as if in a barbershop, casually propped his chin up with one hand, glanced at the black-haired boy next to him with half-lowered eyelids, and then looked away before the boy could turn his head.

He glanced at the lab technician who was a bit far away, winked at him, and gave him a bright smile. "Hey, your injury is healed?"

The lab technician glanced at him and took a small step back.

"Tch~"

Number 0 pursed his lips, then turned to look at Number 1000, but this time their eyes met.

Number 0 blinked, smiled at him, and then looked away.

If nothing unexpected happens, he'll see him quite often from now on.

Sure enough, the next day, as Number 0 was rolling around in bed, he saw Number 1000 being led to his room door.

He secretly pursed his lips, not really caring, but on the surface he still acted very happy and ran off the bed to play with him.

This is only the first week.

Liu Qingyao raised an eyebrow: "Eh~ So Bertrand didn't like Chino-kun at first~"

Bertrand's eyelids twitched, he straightened his back, put his hands on his hips, and said with dissatisfaction, "Of course I didn't have a good impression back then, after all, it was in that kind of place."

He rolled his eyes at Liu Qingyao.

Liu Qingyao touched her nose sheepishly.

...

After those two weeks, the way Number 0 and Number 1000 interacted gradually became almost exactly the same as how he interacted with Number 100. The only difference was that Number 1000 wouldn't get angry at him like Number 100 did.

Although No. 1000 found it strange, he didn't say much. Since No. 1000 didn't intend to pay attention to him, he didn't intend to bother him either.

Number 0 looked at Number 1000 with boredom, then suddenly became a little curious. He climbed off the bed, moved to sit in front of Number 1000, and then snatched the notebook from Number 1000's hand.

"Hey, why don't you ever talk to me first?"

Number 1000 looked up at him, smiled sheepishly, and said, "Sorry, it's because I sensed you didn't like me very much."

"Ah...you could tell." Number 0 blinked, tossed the notebook aside, leaned back slightly, and grinned, "Okay, actually I hate all humans."

Number 1000 nodded in realization, "I see."

Number 0's interest vanished instantly. "How boring!"

He stood up, pulled a rabbit plush toy from the cupboard, and went back to bed.

1000 glanced at him, then his gaze drifted to the cat plush toy under the bed, which had been carelessly tossed aside by Number 0. He got up, went over, picked it up and its ears, and took out a prop from his pocket to sew the ears back on.

Noticing his movements, Number 0 lay down beside the bed and watched him.

Looking at the perfectly intact cat plush toy, Number 0 exclaimed "Wow!" and took the plush toy from his hands, his eyes lighting up slightly.

Number 1000 smiled slightly, turned around, picked up the notebook, and sat down on the small chair.

Number 0 was jumping and bouncing around on the bed with two dolls in toy, when she twisted her ankle and fell off the bed with a loud thud.

Number 1000 was startled and quickly went to his side to help him up. "Are you alright?"

Number 0 rubbed his head, and his eyes instantly became teary.

Number 1000 helped him sit up and checked his head and ankles.

Because there was a plush toy underneath him, his head was fine, but his ankle seemed a little swollen.

Number 1000 walked to the door, knocked lightly, and as soon as the door opened, he said to the people waiting outside, "Number 0 just fell. Could you please take a look at him? It would be bad if he broke a bone."

The person outside the door was stunned for a moment, and Number 0, who was hugging the cat plush toy and crying, also blinked in confusion.

Um?

He thought that number 1000 would leave because he couldn't stand it anymore, just like number 100.

Number 1000 returned to his side, saw his bewildered expression, and soothingly patted his head, saying, "If you're injured, you need to take good care of it."

Number 0 tilted its head, blinked its still tearful eyes, and said, "Oh."

The lab technician examined him carefully and found that his ankle was only slightly sprained and there was no bone damage. His head was also fine. After treating his wounds, the technician left the room.

Number 0 had just wiggled his bandaged feet when Number 1000 pressed him down, saying, "Try not to move around."

"……oh."

The cat doll covered half of his face. Number 0 reached out and tugged at Number 1000's clothes. Under his questioning gaze, Number 0 raised his hand and made a "1" with his tiny paw, and said shyly in a low voice, "I like you a little bit."

Number 1000 blinked, then smiled at him.

Liu Qingyao let out a soft moan, "It's all pink bubbles."

The rest of the people: "..."

Bertrand: Shy.JPG

Qianzhu: ...

The relationship between No. 0 and No. 1000 is getting better and better, which is exactly what the experimenters are happy to see.

Their experiment required that the better the relationship between the two subjects, the greater the probability of success.

Inside the laboratory.

Number 0 stared into thought as he looked at his arm, which was throbbing with pain. He narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, picked up his helmet, and smashed it over the head of the lab technician next to him.

The lab technician, with his back to him, was caught off guard and was hit directly, falling to the ground with a thud, blood faintly oozing from his head.

Isaac: "..."

He was speechless for a moment, and then another helmet flew over and hit him on the head.

"..."

He covered his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Put the experiment on hold."

"……yes."

The members of S-0 group have gotten used to it.

If Number 0 is even slightly unhappy, he will go berserk and smash things, causing injuries to them and forcing the experiment to be suspended.

However, the content of the experiments always made him unhappy, so they rarely stopped the experiments on their own initiative.

Number 0 puffed out his cheeks and snorted loudly, standing at the laboratory door with his hands on his hips, staring at the small laboratory door.

When he saw number 1000 being carried out covered in blood, his face darkened for a moment, but the next second he ran over with a worried expression.

"1000!"

Number 1000's face turned pale with pain. He looked at Number 0 and said, "I'm fine. You can go back now."

"……Oh well."

The lab technician also pulled him away, wanting to take him back.

Back in her room, Number 0 sat on the edge of the bed, hugging the cat plush toy in her arms, feeling angrier and angrier as she thought about it.

Then he angrily got up, walked to the door, and kicked it a few times viciously.

The lab technician outside the door: "..."

He opened the door somewhat hesitantly and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Number 0 glared at him. "What is it? Take me to Room 1000!"

Experimenter: "This..."

Number 0 rolled her eyes, gave him a disdainful look without any attempt to hide it, and pulled him by the pants, heading towards Room 1000.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The lab technician quickly closed the door and then, looking utterly dejected, led him to room 1000.

"Xiaoqian! Are you alright?!"

As soon as the door opened, Number 0 pounced over and lay down next to Xiaoqian, her beautiful light green eyes looking at his wounds, her little heart aching terribly.

Xiaoqian smiled slightly and patted his head reassuringly, "I'm fine, the wound will heal soon, don't worry."

"As expected, I'll be the one to do it next time." Xiao Ye puffed out her cheeks angrily. "Anyway, I've been through hundreds of matches, and my injuries heal much faster than yours."

Xiaoqian smiled helplessly and reached out to poke his forehead. "It's okay."

With tears welling up in her eyes, Xiao Ye tossed the cat plush toy aside, carefully avoiding Xiao Qian's wound, and hugged him tightly. "Waaah, Xiao Qian, you're so good! I want to stay with you forever~"

"Forever?" Chihiro blinked, gently patting Yaya's back with her uninjured hand. "That's a really hard word to come by."

Liu Qingyao (sarcastically): "I want to stay with you forever~"

Bertrand rested his chin on his hand, turned to look at him, and then reached out to tug at Behringer's sleeve. "Behringer, let's work together to take him down!"

"?" Behringer blinked in confusion, looked at Bertrand and then at Liu Qingyao, and shook his head, feeling quite uncomfortable: "Okay! No problem!"

Liu Qingyao: "...Don't shake your head while affirming it!"

Behrfinger: "Hehe."

Morataya smoothed her hair. "As expected, Chino-kun is much more open-minded. He knew from the beginning that the word 'forever' was impossible."

Bertrand: "No, not at all."

He burst into tears, "Waaaaah, how could this happen? We clearly agreed on something, waaaaah..."

Bertrand covered his face with his hands, sobbed, and turned to bury himself in Gin's arms.

Gin smirked and patted him on the back.

Bechfinger, who had been being comforted, began to comfort him.

Seeker shrugged and joined the group offering words of comfort.