Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

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"Really..." Suzuki Sonoko felt that her kind reminder was ignored, and she was a little depressed, "I thought I could see the nervous appearance of this kid."

Qiu Ting Lianzi looked at Chi Feichi, who was sitting next to him, and said with a smile, "Maybe he has always used his brother as an example."

Oda Kerry also laughed, "That's why I think Miss Haibara is very suitable. Her expression is suitable enough to play Yan Moai in a movie."

Chi Feichi didn't participate in the discussion, just looked at Hui Yuanai behind the soundproof glass.

His previous worries were not unreasonable. The feeling on Xiao Ai's body had changed. That was... the breath of organizational drug researchers.

Haibara Ai looked down at the manuscript, put herself into a state, and waited for the outside tuning staff to raise their hands to show the "OK" gesture, and then began to read the lines.

After reading the story of Yan Moai in the morning, she became more determined to dub this character.

Between life and death, Yan Moai lives in a place where there is always only the setting sun and flowers on the other side, surrounded by mountains, wooden houses with water, there are flowers, trees and sunshine in that place, but she can feel that there are everywhere. Filled with silence.

Just like in the past in the organization for a long time, she would pass through a certain lively street and a noisy event site. She didn't have to rush like office workers and students who were busy going to the destination, and she would always be herself. She walked at a comfortable rhythm, but on the other hand, she didn't feel lively and had no goals.

The feeling of being unable to draw a little bit of anger from the surroundings, she can understand that, let alone a person who has been closed off, even a person with strong feelings will become lack of emotional fluctuations after staying in that state for a long time.

"I am Yan Moai...you called me..."

It's good to say this passage in that deadly emotional state.

"However, if the resentment is eliminated, you will also pay the price... Harm others will end up harming yourself. After you die, your soul will fall into hell..."

This is Yan Moai's work, and Yan Moai's attitude towards work seems to be similar to her previous research work.

Work is work. Experimenting, examining data, and looking at research materials are also procedural steps. Of course, she looks forward to completing drug research. Every time the research advances in a specific direction, she will feel comfortable and happy, but until she leaves the organization, in order to After helping a certain detective to restore her original body and starting research, she realized that she seemed to be missing something when she was organizing research on drugs.

She couldn't tell what it was herself, she just could feel the difference.

On the other hand, Yan Moai doesn't seem to like going to work sometimes. Even if she can visit the world at work, Yan Moai doesn't expect that excitement and anger, as she used to be.

In the face of the "human-faced spider," Yan Moai would not show the slightest resistance to the work reminder issued by this boss, and it would also remind her that the organization asked her to study drugs before, and she would not object.

In short, using her mood in the organization to control the tone, and make the voice sound a little more hollow, the dubbing can be done...

"Okay, mother-in-law."

…

Outside the soundproof room, Suzuki Sonoko listened to the sound coming from the equipment, and couldn't help but look at Haibara Ai who was sitting in the soundproof room again and again, but Haibara Ai looked down at the manuscript, her cheeks were covered a lot by headphones and hair. She couldn't see Hai Yuanai's expression clearly, "This kid is really... Really..."

When Qiu Ting Lianzi heard the first sentence, she felt a strange feeling in her heart, she closed her eyes and listened carefully, then turned her head to look at Chi Feichi and said, "There is a lifeless feeling in the voice, as if it really came from hell. ”

Mr. Chi's sister is only eight years old. Is it really okay for a little girl to have such a deadly emotion in her voice?

Chi Fei pondered for a while, looked at Qiu Ting Lian Zi and said in a low voice, "I was thinking about whether to use the device to adjust her voice to be ethereal and eerie, but now I think I just need to adjust it a little bit. It's good for one, if the tuning is too much, it will lose the little girl's voice, and the effect is not as good as it is now."

Qiu Ting Lianzi nodded, "I think so too, Miss Haiyuan's voice is stronger than her peers.

People are more mature, and their tone is not much different from that of a thirteen-year-old girl..."

Wait, shouldn't their focus be on little girls' mental health?

"Sure enough," Moriyuan Kikuto murmured, then turned to ask Chi Feichi, "but Feichi, isn't the young lady's condition not quite right?"

"It's okay," Chi Feichi said, "if there is a problem with the match, I'll find a psychiatrist for her."

other people:"…"

Is this the attitude of being a brother?

"A sad shadow lost in the darkness, a ghost that hurts others, traps others in injustice, and indulges in sin..." Haibara Ai looked down at the manuscript she had memorized before, and meditated on the organization of the weak When she was inadvertently offended, she didn't feel much annoyed, but human life is the least valuable thing there, so the reaction was not too violent, "Do you want to die once and see?"

Outside the soundproof room, the corner of Chi Feichi's mouth twitched slightly and quickly pressed it down.

People who have been in the organization, whether they are operatives or researchers, whether they usually show cynicism or sharp composure, will have a strange state that makes people feel that they are not good people.

It felt a little familiar, which made him a little excited.

I want to take my sister to kill and set fire.

"This sentence feels a little different from before," Suzuki Sonoko thought with a puzzled expression, "but I can't tell you what's different, and the tone has not changed much. If I really want to say it, maybe it's a little colder than before..."