Chapter 9

pain……

it hurts……

It hurts so much that I feel like I'm about to explode...

The intense pain spread from the abdomen to the chest and lungs, causing more intense pain with each rise and fall of the chest, and even breathing became extremely difficult. He vomited large mouthfuls of blood, his heartbeat was so fast that it was panicking, and the intense pain made Xingchuan and Ming's whole body tremble uncontrollably.

He opened his eyes with great effort, trying to use the last bit of his remaining strength to call for help, but all he could see were a few blurry afterimages and large swathes of yellow light flying randomly in the air, and he couldn't see the location of his phone at all. He opened his eyes helplessly, but saw that the swathes of light quickly occupied his entire field of vision as if they had come alive. After a moment of dizziness, all he could see was a dazzling yellow light.

Xingchuan and Ming blinked hard, calling out to the comic book in their hearts: Haven't I already completed the first dungeon mission and started to enter the main storyline? What's going on now? Why am I dying?

Suddenly, the comic book's likes page popped up in his consciousness. The originally high 518 ratings flickered for a moment, and then began to be deducted madly. As the ratings continued to drop, this dying body actually recovered rapidly, visibly.

He stopped vomiting blood, and the severe pain in his chest and abdomen began to ease gradually. His body finally stopped twitching, and the cold breath of death slowly faded from his body.

Having just escaped death, Xingchuan Heming immediately began to breathe heavily impatiently, but in his heart he was thinking that he was right, the mission was imminent, and the comic book would never sit idly by and watch him die for no reason, especially in this kind of opening kill that would not benefit the new comic at all.

With this discovery, even though his physical condition was still very bad, he was relieved and tried his best to relax his body and cooperate with the comic book treatment.

His vision was still obscured by the yellow light, and he could not see clearly the environment he was in, so he had to close his eyes and maintain the status quo.

Although he had experienced death once and knew that people would inevitably have some hallucinations before death, this time the hallucination did last a bit too long.

Bored, he began to look through the memories of this body, trying to figure out how he had gotten into such a dangerous situation.

In his memory, he grew up in a children's welfare home and showed a talent for painting since he was a child. Although the welfare home could not support his artistic development due to financial reasons, he still taught himself to draw comics and earned royalties by serializing comics in junior high school. After entering high school, he became a popular mystery comic artist, and his fame was comparable to that of high school detective Shinichi Kudo.

It's just that he himself has a gentle and introverted personality, and is not as active in the public eye as Kudo Shinichi, so most people only know his name but not him.

What surprised Xingchuan and Ming was that he actually had the memory of saving Date Kou from a car accident a year ago, and everything that happened at that time was exactly the same as what he had experienced in the copy before. This discovery shocked him.

Is it true that the self in the dungeon is actually the past self in the comic world? No wonder the comic book says that after completing the mission, the identity card is used as a reward and converted into the vest of the comic world to continue using. So that's what it means.

I just didn't expect that the copy space is not a separate plot from the main line, but a background supplement for the past timeline.

After saving Date Kou, his life did not change at all. He still relied on part-time jobs and royalties to earn a living. In addition to paying for his tuition, he also had to regularly donate to the welfare home that had raised him.

Perhaps it was because of the pressure I had been under, I suddenly became seriously ill a few months ago, and even to the point where I couldn't get out of bed. I had no choice but to temporarily take a year off from school, and because I couldn't afford the medical expenses, I took the medicine and stayed at home to recuperate. It was only in the past two days that I felt better, so I went out for a walk as exercise.

However, what he didn't expect was that after coming back from the walk, he vomited blood and fell to the ground in just the time it took to have lunch. When he woke up, he was already Xingchuan and Mingliao who had just returned from the dungeon.

Thinking back, the symptoms I showed before were obviously poisoning. I didn't expect that I had just witnessed a poisoning murder in the dungeon, and after returning, I became a victim directly? How ironic.

Fortunately, I still have a comic book to use for emergency, otherwise I would really be killed today.

Xingchuan Heming looked at the likes page again. At this time, the likes value had been deducted to single digits. Just when he looked over, the value jumped and went directly to zero, which made Xingchuan Heming shudder.

Where is my huge sum of money? 518 points, how come it was all deducted in the blink of an eye?

This is all my income from the dungeon! Is this comic book so unscrupulous?

Thinking about how all his points were deducted for drawing just one comic strip to save Date Kou, Hoshikawa Kazuaki couldn't help but grin. He was indeed a profiteer.

After the treatment, Xingchuan and Ming opened their eyes again, and the previous hallucinations had indeed disappeared.

In front of him was a simple small living room, with a simple sofa against the wall, a TV opposite, painting supplies in the shade opposite the window, and blood and food residues all over the table in the middle, extending all the way to Xingchuan and Ming's body. It was obvious that he suddenly started spitting blood while eating, and then fell to the ground.

Xingchuan and Ming struggled to get up from the bloodstained floor. Although their bodies were still weak, they were no longer cold and their heartbeats had returned to normal. Only their abdomens were still aching.

At first he thought the comic book was unreliable and had left him a tail. But then his expression froze, and he immediately rushed into the bathroom with his hands on his stomach, and after a while of intense pleasure, he finally relaxed completely.

At this time, apart from appearing a little weak and haggard due to his long-term serious illness, there was no abnormality in his health.

Back in the living room, Xingchuan and Ming carefully avoided the bloodstains on the ground, trying not to leave too many traces. After watching so many episodes of Conan, he certainly knew that the crime scene needed to be protected.

He found his cell phone based on his memory, entered the police number and was about to press the dial button when he noticed the blood on his hands and suddenly stopped.

What should I say after calling the police? Say I was poisoned and almost died? Then how can I explain that I was running around the house covered in blood as if nothing had happened?

How could someone who was nearly poisoned be so energetic and chaotic?

If I told the truth, I would be taken to the hospital for examination, but thanks to the timely treatment provided by the comic book, I would not show any symptoms of poisoning.

If he was not poisoned, how could he explain the poisonous ingredients detected at the scene and in the blood? If the evidence showed that he was indeed poisoned, how did his body recover? A medical miracle? Impossible! He was more like a guinea pig for research.

In short, no matter what the consequences are, Xingchuan Heming is not willing to see it. He does not want to attract other people's attention because of this special change in his body, especially the attention of the black organization that is keen on human experiments and runs through the entire main line of the scientific world.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xingchuan and Ming deleted the police phone numbers they had already entered one by one.

Looking at the bloodstains all over the living room, he sighed and felt like a fool for carefully protecting the scene.

After hesitating for a while, he finally cleaned up the bloodstains all over the room carefully, and disposed of the contaminated food as well, while keeping the clean parts.

After cleaning himself up, he began to think about the reason why he was poisoned. In other words, who wanted to kill him and why.

Based on my past personality and my lackluster social circle, I first ruled out revenge murder. Of course, since I was single, there was no such thing as a murder of passion.

He was born in an orphanage and had to rely on working part-time and serializing comics to earn his tuition, so naturally he didn't have any savings, so it's impossible that he would kill for money.

Could it be that the manga readers were really dissatisfied with my serialization speed and took decisive action? This was of course a joke... So, why was I targeted?

Let’s put the previous experiences aside for now, but this body is currently used by Hoshikawa and Akira themselves. If they continue to allow such a person with murderous intentions to lurk around in the dark at any time, Hoshikawa and Akira will not be able to sleep.

After some fruitless thinking, Hoshikawa and Ming thought that since this was a world with detectives as the protagonists, things like solving cases should be done by detectives.

It just so happens that in order to complete the task of interpreting the new comic, I also need to take the initiative to contact the protagonists and rely on them to brush up the good ratings. Although the initial motivation is different, the final result is still the same.

And so, on a beautiful afternoon that should have been spent enjoying beer and fried chicken, the Maori Detective Agency received its first commission of the day.

"Huh? So you're the waiter in the cafe downstairs who's always on leave, the living poster of your predecessor!"

Kogoro Mori put down his can of beer and burped drunkenly.

"Dad, you've already met Senior Hoshikawa several times, how can you pretend you don't know him?" Mao Lilan's face was not very good, "It's very rude to say that!"

Maori Kogoro held the back of his head and laughed, "So we have met before? No wonder you look familiar..."

Seeing her father perform so poorly in front of her idolized senior, Mao Lilan was about to get angry, but Xingchuan and Ming hurriedly stopped her and persuaded her:

"Mori classmate, please don't worry about it. I just ran into him a few times when I passed by the cafe. It's normal that Detective Maori didn't recognize me."

In fact, Xingchuan and Ming were also thinking secretly that they should have met the great detective upstairs after working downstairs for so long. However, in their memory, they seemed to have no impression of him.

If I hadn't read the original comic in advance and knew what he looked like, I might not have been able to recognize who this drunkard talking nonsense was.

But now is not the time to dwell on such trivial matters. He wanted to change the subject, so he turned back to look at Mao Lilan and asked vaguely:

"By the way, Maori-san, why didn't Kudo come to see you today? I remember seeing him downstairs last time."

There is a reason why Xingchuan and Ming asked this question. He only knew that it was the main storyline timeline, but he was not sure whether Kudo Shinichi had become smaller.

Since he wanted to find a detective, instead of going to Kudo's house to look for a high school detective whom he was not familiar with and who he didn't know if he had disappeared, he might as well look for the already famous Kogoro Mouri.

If Conan hasn't shown up yet, then I can explain my behavior by saying that I'm more familiar with the neighbors of the store where I worked part-time, and then I can directly find Kudo Shinichi through Maori Ran to help me handle the case. If Conan has already moved in, then I can directly entrust Maori Kogoro to handle the case, and I can also observe how the main plot is progressing.

Mao Lilan, who knew nothing about this, quickly lost her expression after hearing Kudo Shinichi's name. Xingchuan and Ming immediately had a guess in their hearts when they were about to speak to comfort her, but suddenly they heard a childish voice coming from outside the door:

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm back!"

The door of the office was opened, and a familiar figure in a blue suit walked in.

"Hey, are there guests?"

Conan, who has become an elementary school student, was still using his baby voice to act cute, but after seeing who it was, he was surprised and blurted out: "Senior Hoshikawa?"

The author has something to say:

Unexpectedly, I also encountered the embarrassing situation of a sudden power outage when I was typing.

Thanks to Cloud Docs for giving me a chance to retrieve the file and continue my nonsense...