It's raining.

Black clouds converged in the sky, and lightning lit up from time to time.

The sound of the rain echoed in the mountains, and the cold rain also made the temperature drop a lot.

Qingming stood in front of the window and looked at the rain outside.

I didn't look through the books, but it was relatively rare.

There weren't a few people in the room either, Ayako Suzuki's friend, only a handsome guy with long hair named Katsu Ota.

It can be seen from Suzuki Sonoko's nymphomaniac expression that he is indeed a handsome guy.

There is also Hiroki Kakutani, who likes photography, and a female screenwriter named Chikako Ikeda with her, ran out before it rained, saying that it was a walk.

In addition, there was a simple-looking, chubby man named Ryoichi Takahashi, who wore black-rimmed round-rimmed glasses, and went outside to repair the roof.

Qingming doesn't need to do anything, just look at the scenery.

"Why don't we go for a walk together?"

An invitation was issued.

It was the one named Ota Katsu who walked up to Xiaolan and the others.

Suzuki Sonoko thought it was an invitation to her, but she readily agreed.

However, the other party was just inviting Xiaolan.

I have to say that if you really want to talk about appearance and temperament, Xiaolan is indeed more likable than Suzuki Garden.

Qingming glanced at it and didn't care.

Soon Xiaolan was pulled out.

Sonoko Suzuki and Conan also secretly followed, both of them looking very unhappy.

In the living room, Qingming was the only one left.

The world was silent, only the sound of the rain could be heard, and nothing else.

Yes, there was no sound at all.

Not even the sound of footsteps.

Just like that, a voice suddenly came out behind him.

"Qingmingjun, why are you alone?"

The young girl's voice rang out.

It was very abrupt, and it scared Qingming.

Hold your breath and turn your head.

After seeing clearly that it was Ayako Suzuki, Qingming breathed a sigh of relief and breathed smoothly.

"They all went out for a walk."

Qingming replied.

It's just that I can't help but be a little surprised.

He is a Taoist priest, far beyond ordinary people in all aspects, including eyesight, hearing, and so on.

It stands to reason that if you want to hear it, you can hear the sound of footsteps, heartbeats, and breathing.

Of course, the premise is that the distance is not too far, and there are not too many and too thick obstacles between each other.

Being able to do such a thing also means that under normal circumstances, before people get close, Qingming can find out.

At this point, Qingming is very confident that no one will be able to approach him without him noticing.

But Ayako Suzuki did.

I didn't hear any sound at all, whether it was the sound of walking, or the sound of heartbeat, or the sound of breathing.

It's just that when I looked back, I found that the sound of heartbeat and breathing could be heard.

"Did you get distracted just now so you didn't notice it?"

Qingming was a little skeptical about this.

Or perhaps, Ayako Suzuki is really a monster.

Anyway, Qingming feels a little dangerous, if he has malicious intentions towards him, I'm afraid he has been stabbed with a knife at this time.

Ayako Suzuki didn't know about Kiyoshi's mental activities.

A pair of squinting eyes looked in the living room for a moment, and then looked at Qingming.

"Why don't you go with you?"

"I don't want to go."

Qingming shook his head.

Giving up superfluous thoughts, I turned back and continued to look at the rain outside.

In this world, there are no monsters.

As a Taoist priest, he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone.

Whether it's the one with the word "child" in the name, or the squinting eyes, or the monster's sister.

But such a thing reminded him.

Perhaps, there will be more people who break the convention, as a Taoist priest, it is not absolutely safe.

"Looks like we've got to figure it out."

Place your hand on the windowsill and tap gently.

Every time he thinks about it, he seems to be like this, like to knock on something.

Maybe he's fit to be a monk?

Because the monk has to knock on the wooden fish every day, and he also has to chant the scriptures.

It's annoying to chant scriptures or something.

"Qingmingjun, you seem to be a little out of place."

Ayako Suzuki was still smiling, looking very kind and kind.

It's just that the squinting eyes always make Qingming care a lot.

If you don't care, you can't do it.

Because no one knows what's behind it.

"Humans are social creatures, and people who don't fit in will die!"

Although he still has a smile, the words he says will scare many people.

People who don't fit in will die?

Perhaps.

"This sentence, Ayako, you should say to that Chikako Ikeda."

Qingming didn't care about that.

If anything, that Chikako Ikeda is even more unsociable.

I almost quarreled with my companion before.

Because the companion who died two years ago is called Atsuko.

It is estimated that behind this, there is some tragedy hidden.

But it's also a matter of course, where Conan is there, I'm afraid there will be no tragedy?

This is not to say that Qingming expects tragedy to happen.

It's just that some things can't be avoided after all.

Although if you want to stop it, Qingming can stop it now.

But why stop?

Without a reason, Qingming will not do it.

For Qingqing's words, Suzuki Ayako didn't say anything.

It's just that the expression on his face seems to have become a little helpless.

Qingming directly changed the topic again.

"Ayako is cooking dinner, do you need help?"

"Ah, yes, I'm still cooking dinner!"

With that, she seemed to remember.

"You don't need to help, let's take a rest first, and you'll be able to do it soon."

Leaving a smile and a word, she turned away again.

Qingming looked at her departing back and felt a little incomprehensible.

Since you're cooking dinner, what are you doing here? Just to scare him?

It's a bit inexplicable.

Shake your head.

He continued to look at the rain outside.

Fingers, still knocking on the windowsill, the sound of "tuk tuk".

This shows that he is still thinking.

It is too dangerous to let people get behind you without noticing, and it seems that relying on hearing alone does not guarantee 100% safety.

So, what else can be done?

Like in some novels, relying on the so-called spiritual power, the soul power to form the divine consciousness or something?

Maybe that thing really exists, but unfortunately Qingming can't do it.

There doesn't seem to be anything similar to the spells that can be used.

It seems that he, a Taoist priest, is really just getting started.

"Maybe you can try this."

Qingming stops thinking.

From the pocket of his clothes, he pulled out a pen.

A special pen, the ink inside is also specially made, is used to draw symbols.

Vermilion ink.

On the palm of the left hand, draw the characters, and on the back of the hand, draw the characters.

One can emit faint electromagnetic waves towards the surroundings, and the other can receive electromagnetic waves.

Yes, it's the principle of radar.

When the scattered electromagnetic waves encounter obstacles, they will be reflected back and received by the receiving device, so as to lock on to the target.

That's basically how it works.

Centered on itself, it scatters electromagnetic waves in the surrounding area, and at the same time, it can receive reflected electromagnetic waves at any time, so that you can monitor the surrounding situation at any time.

At least within seven or eight meters, the situation is still fine.

"Sure enough, technology should be combined with spells to do so much more!"

Qingming thought so.

Maybe you'll have to study this new direction, not just spells.

Everyone should understand the principle of learning from each other's strengths.

The son once said: If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher.

Who dares to say that they can do everything, and they are the best in the world?

It never hurts to study more.

I felt it carefully, and then erased the talisman from my hand.

"You've got to perfect it!"

This thing really has to be perfected.

But is there really any danger coming? Obviously, apart from himself, he didn't see any other Taoist priests, magicians, or the like.

Is there a delusion of victimization?

knocked on the windowsill and pouted directly.

"Whatever, safety first, there will be no mistake!"