Chapter 594 Why is your heart red?
Bechfinger slowly opened the window, gradually breaking down the other person's defenses. He chuckled softly, "Don't you know? Heaven is heaven, but the human world is hell."
"And you, who pushed your own daughter out to try and distract me, aren't you a living devil?"
The man standing in the corner of the balcony stared intently at the shadow lying on the ground, his left hand gripping the fruit knife even tighter.
He was drenched in sweat as the devil in angel's skin continued nonchalantly, "However, devils don't necessarily stay in hell forever..."
"Because I'll send you to heaven to repent~"
Instead of finishing his sentence, Behringer leaped onto the balcony and precisely stabbed the other man's hand with a dagger. As the man cried out in pain, she grabbed his collar and dragged him back into the room.
After closing the window, Behffiner broke the man's hands and feet, pulled out his tongue, and then fixed his head so that he could see his own body.
The mad artist hummed a song as he skillfully dissected the man's skin and muscles with a dagger, revealing his bloody internal organs. He then pointed out each organ as if explaining what it was and what its function was.
Finally, he pointed to his heart and said with a smile, "This is a heart, which is usually red, unless... um?"
He seemed surprised. "Why is your heart red?"
He then laughed and mocked, "I thought someone like you, who cheated on his wife and then brutally murdered her, vowed to the church to kill his longtime friend just because she was better than him, and finally pushed his own daughter out of the way out of fear of death, would have a black heart~"
Behringer snorted softly, twirling the dagger in his hand. His tone was absent-minded, slow and deliberate, as if he were talking to himself, "Although the Church helped you get rid of the person, you still have to pay a price. Now you're afraid to pay, so I'll just have to take care of you myself."
The man's vision was blurred and his ears were ringing, so he couldn't hear much, let alone respond to him.
Seeing his wide-open eyes, Behringer leaned back tactically, then gouged out his eyeballs with his hand, cut off the optic nerve that followed, and casually tossed them onto the bed.
His eyes rolled around a few times before finally settling on the girl's cheek, his pupils fixed on her.
Looking at the man with his organs exposed, Behfinger shook his head and sighed with slight boredom. After cutting the man's heart into four pieces and cleaning up the scene, he leisurely left.
After changing out of the church's official dress, Behffiner stretched and walked with his hands behind his back, looking quite composed. "Sure enough, the thought of leaving get off work is really invigorating; I'm even more talkative now."
Looking up at the moon, which was bright enough to illuminate the ground, Behringer hummed a tune and found a place to spend the night.
...
The reckless teenagers of the Junior Detective League haven't had a role in a long time.
then.
Dr. Agasa took them camping again!
They can go camping thanks to the magical world of science fiction.
The weather was very sunny today, but what was somewhat surprising was that although the weather felt like summer, the date was still December.
But it's still quite amazing.
Conan invited Chizuru because he's been staying home a lot lately.
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