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380 Onmyoji's Impact on Modern Society

"What do you think is going on next door? Is it so noisy?" Hattori Heiji held the back of his head in boredom and swayed his right foot on his left knee.

Conan was in the middle, a little closer, and heard Xiaolan's shy "no" several times. The scene of taking a bath together in the past appeared in his mind, and his heart suddenly felt itchy.

"I'm so stupid...really...why was I so shy at that time..." Conan muttered. Under the leadership of Moori Kogoro, he became more and more competent as an LSP.

"What did you say?" Hattori Heiji didn't hear clearly.

"Ah, it's nothing." Conan quickly covered it up and turned to Hanyu Qing'an and said, "Brother Hanyu, it seems that Sister Sonoko is calling for help. Why don't you go and take a look?"

Hanyu Qing'an was leaning against the next wall, the closest. He glanced at Conan faintly, "It's okay, you don't need to go, or do you want to have a look?"

Conan accidentally wanted to nod, but he vaguely saw Yuyu Qing'an's slightly glowing eyes in the darkness, and suddenly he was excited, "No, I'm just worried."

"Oh, I thought you wanted to experience what it feels like to be a bun."

Hanyu Qing'an's words made Conan afraid for a while. He was only thinking about seeing Mao Lilan and forgot that Sonoko was there. If he really wanted to go, he would probably be turned into a dumpling without mercy, right?

Thinking about the feeling of being exiled from consciousness, Conan felt that this rainy night was really cold. He really wanted to change places with Hattori. Even listening to Uncle Mouri's snoring was better than lying next to the Onmyoji.

"There is a problem." Hattori Heiji stood up in a hurry, very irritated, "How did you solve it? It's the kind of... frustration when you can't prevent the tragedy from happening. You have also encountered it, right?"

Conan's face calmed down after hearing this, and he remembered the sonata under the moonlight, and said: "I have experienced cases that are more frustrating and even guiltier than this, so this kind of thing is nothing. After all, detectives are not omnipotent, it is impossible

Never make a mistake."

Hanyu Kiyosu said: "In my opinion, most of the tragedies in this world have a full picture that we cannot see at a glance, and they often have inevitable cause and effect.

The resentment brewed in it will eventually break out. It can be stopped for a while, but not forever. I don't believe that resentment can be eliminated with a few words. Even God cannot ensure that there will be no more tragedies in the world.

Rather than trying to stop them one by one, it is better to let all the prices that should be paid be implemented. As long as everyone weighs the price to pay and the consequences to bear before doing something, then the world will definitely be better than it is now."

Conan thought thoughtfully after hearing this. No wonder the Onmyoji always likes to mention the matter of the underworld's liquidation. The detective is responsible for finding out the truth afterwards. The Onmyoji uses the threat of the underworld's liquidation to reduce the tragedy caused by impulsiveness at the source...

Well, he is indeed a person who engages in religious superstition.

"Can't you even do it? President Hanyu? You are called a god by some people!" Hattori Heiji is really a little depressed now. The criminal committed a crime under his nose today, which really hurts his long-standing self-confidence.

Hanyu Qingan said "Yeah", "Even if I am really a god, but I still have personality, then I am not a true god. A true god is the Dao, nature, and laws, and does not have personality.

And good and evil are interdependent. This is the great road, which is destined to the inevitable existence of these things. Without misery, happiness cannot be defined."

Hattori Heiji and Conan were silent. They still couldn't agree with this too metaphysical idea. They were more willing to work hard where they could see it, and they were more inclined to the reality that was within reach.

Hanyu Qing'an did not intend to convince them. Everyone has his own thoughts, and it is in this way that the world is exciting enough.

"Go to sleep, everything will be fine after a good sleep." As an old man, Hanyu Qing'an comforted the two underage detectives.



On the same night, Toru Amuro was still sleepless, thinking about the prayer that Hanyu Kiyosu had sent before.

"A god who does not belong to this world, a monster who watches her husband cry on the beach, a shikigami who takes orders from the Onmyoji, Lady Rain Girl, please listen to the prayers of your devout followers..."

After reading this, Toru Amuro stopped, lest he activate the precious charm and lose five million yen in vain.

"It is the legend of the rain girl that she sheds tears while watching her husband on the beach. Taking orders from the Onmyoji is a sign of affiliation. Does a god who does not belong to this world mean that he does not belong to the earthly world?

This is consistent with what the president said before. Shikigami come from the underworld, and they do not come in their true form, but are projected by their thoughts.

But what does this change mean?"

Toru Amuro frowned, with a vague premonition, "Fengmi is still awake, right? Just ask him about the situation at the shrine."

Toru Amuro lifted the quilt, got out of bed neatly, stepped on the soft plush carpet with bare feet, and walked to the living room. The empty room was occupied by the moonlight as a place to stay.

He took out his cell phone and pressed Yuya Kazami's number. The phone rang three times and Toru Amuro hung up.

Sitting on the sofa with his legs in his arms, Toru Amuro's head felt a little empty for a while, and he didn't want to think about anything. This was a rare moment of tranquility.

But this state did not last long. He seemed to have transformed from a statue back into a living person and played the numbers again.

This time Kazami Yuya finally replied. After waiting for about five minutes, he called me.

"Is it an urgent mission?" Feng Jian panted.

As soon as Toru Amuro mentioned the question he was thinking about, Yuya Kazami was silent for a while, and then he said honestly:

"Is it related to faith? There have been a lot of people coming to worship the Rain Girl recently, and a lot of things have happened. I have been busy dealing with them, and I haven't had time to report them to you and the president."

Toru Amuro cheered up, "What's going on?"

Kazami Yuya said: "Recently, there have been several incidents where patients did not go to the hospital for medical treatment when they were sick, but instead came to the shrine to pay homage to the rain goddess and pray for the rain goddess to heal them.

Miss Umezawa and I have tried to dissuade him again and again, but we still cannot completely stop it."

Tohru Amuro immediately became vigilant. This was not a good sign. The existence of the president did make some temporarily incurable diseases less scary and gave hope to some desperate patients.

But if everyone refuses to go to the hospital and all come to the shrine to worship, it will definitely be a disaster!

Not even talking about everyone, as long as one-tenth of Tokyo residents, it will be irreparable consequences.

The president's treatment skills cannot permanently eliminate future problems. The diseases will still occur in the future, and he cannot stay up all day long to treat everyone.

Even if he is willing to sacrifice himself for mankind and provide free medical treatment to everyone day and night, that is not a good thing. The modern medicine that mankind has finally developed will decline or even collapse because of this!

Doctors have to live and need wages, and hospitals also need funds, but what about shrines?

Five yen wishing coins?

Once we let go, it will only cause a severe impact on the medical system. This must not be done!

But those patients who come to worship cannot continue to persuade them one by one, right?


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