A New Character Every Month

Looking at a cut apple and a whole apple on the fruit plate, Bowen suddenly remembered what happened two days ago, and closed the door while feeling terrified in his heart: "I don't eat apples, don't bother me!"

Bowen's mother, who was locked outside the door, looked at the fruit plate in bewilderment, turned around and walked downstairs, and murmured to herself in doubt, "It's strange, he doesn't eat it when I bring it to him, but prefers to take it from the refrigerator."

"It's probably embarrassing."

"Forget it, I'd better prepare some more apples."

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After turning off the lights.

Bowen tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

It wasn't until early morning that he finally couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

"I wish daylight would come soon."

At this time, a voice sounded beside him.

I saw a slender humanoid being over two meters tall sitting on the desk, holding a bright red plump apple in his hand, taking a bite from time to time.

"Now, I can finally understand why Ryuk deliberately left the Death Note in the human world."

Lin Zian enjoyed the feeling of the juice in the pulp flowing between his lips, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This feeling of watching is really interesting!"

For the past two days, he has been following Bowen, the only person who has touched the notes, and witnessed what happened around him, but he did not appear in front of Bowen.

Because, he wanted to see how an ordinary person's state of mind would change after picking up the note without the influence of the God of Death.

Either use it for your own gain, or become a savior who can create a new world.

"It can't be the savior."

Lin Zian quickly denied this idea. Just looking at Bowen's cowardly appearance, he couldn't compare with the protagonist Ye Shenyue who picked up the note in "Death Note".

After all, even if Ye Shenyue didn't pick up the notes, she is still a child of someone else's family. She has a super high IQ and ranks first in the country. After leaving society, she can make a lot of difference in politics and business.

Although Bowen is also a high school student, his grades are average and his personality is weak.

The two are one sky and one earth.

"But isn't it more fun this way?"

Lin Zian casually threw the apple core into the trash can next to him, then reached out and took out another apple from the feathers on his shoulders.

It has to be said that he is not interested in any food now, except apples.

In his eyes, the red apple is like an extremely delicious meal, full of temptation.

Needless to say, this must be the influence of Ryuk's character, after all, whether in anime or manga, Ryuk likes to eat apples...

Time is different for everyone.

In some cases, you will feel that every second feels like years.But in some cases, you will feel that nothing is enough.

Now, Bowen falls into the latter category.

When he got up, it was almost noon. Although it was Saturday, he was the only one at home.

Because the company where his mother works has been busy recently, there are basically no weekends.

After Bowen finished his meal, he returned to his bedroom, thinking about how to avoid the "task" tonight.

But he didn't come up with any effective solution until his mother came back after dinner.

During this time, he thought about calling the police, but a small bottle of unknown liquid would not prove anything at all, and would seriously offend Jeffel and the other five, and the bullying he would receive would probably be several times what it is now.

Besides, reporting it to the school is useless.

As for telling his mother about this, it was out of his consideration.

Ding Ding Ding!

Suddenly, a hasty bell rang.

Bowen quickly took out his mobile phone and turned off the alarm clock that had been set.

Looking at the 20:30 displayed on it, his face gradually turned pale, and a struggle flashed in his eyes, then he put the phone aside and took out the bottle of liquid from the drawer.

"I should be worrying too much. This is just a normal test. As long as I mix the water in this bottle into a drink and let her drink it, I can pass the test and I won't be bullied again... ..”

Bowen muttered to himself, the struggle in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a self-comforting false smile.

Putting the medicine in his pocket, he took two deep breaths and calmly walked down the stairs.

in the living room.

His mother was lying on a cushion, doing difficult yoga moves to the music.

After taking a look, Bowen came to the kitchen next to him and took out a bottle of juice and a glass.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, he poured the entire vial of liquid into the glass, then poured the juice in.

Finally, stir gently with a spoon.

After confirming that the color and aroma were all right, he put away the empty bottle, put the other things back in place one by one, and finally walked towards the living room with the glass.

"Mother."

Bowen came to the yoga mat.

"Bowen, why are you free tonight? Is it because you don't have enough pocket money?"

Bowen's mother stopped yoga, got up and laughed.

Bowen shook his head and said, "I'm here to apologize to you for my aggressive tone last night. I was in a bad mood at the time. I hope you don't mind."

There was a burst of joy on Bowen's mother's face, and she said gently: "Bowen, you have grown up."

"As an apology."

Bowen handed over the glass, panic flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at his mother, and said in a trembling voice: "If you drink this glass of juice, I will treat you as forgiving me, if don't drink..."

"How can I blame you, my dear Bowen."

Bowen's mother reached out and rubbed Bowen's messy hair, and when she took the drink with the other hand and was about to drink it, she seemed to think of something and said, "By the way, I've arranged for you a private hospital for a full-body examination. It's set for Saturday morning next week, and if you have an appointment then, you'd better put it off."

Hearing this sentence, Bowen subconsciously asked: "It hasn't been more than half a year since the last inspection, why did you check again so soon?"

Mother Bowen, who had just put the cup to her lips, stopped and said in detail: "This morning, I received a piece of unfortunate news from your teacher. , resulting in heart paralysis and death, so the teacher asked me to report you to the hospital for a general examination."

Five people?

Heart palsy?

Bowen suddenly thought of the rules recorded in the book called Death Note. It seemed that those who wrote their names would die of cardiac paralysis if they didn't write the specific cause of death.

He looked up and saw his mother was about to drink the juice, and quickly stopped him, "Wait, mother, do you know the names of those five people?"

"name?"

Bowen's mother raised her eyes slightly, and said in thought, "I don't remember the details, I just know that none of them are your classmates."

Bowen asked again, "Is there anyone named Geoff among them?"

"It seems that there is someone with that name."

After Bowen's mother finished speaking, she was ready to drink the juice.

She is a little thirsty.

"and many more."

Seeing this, Bowen reached out and knocked the juice to the ground in a panic.

Clang.

The glass fell to the ground and shattered.

"Bowen, you are..."

Bowen's mother looked quite sad, thinking that her son blamed her for drinking too slowly.

"I just saw a bug in it, I'll pour you another glass."

Bowen explained, then turned around and went to the kitchen to pour another glass of drink and pass it to his mother, which made her smile again.

After cleaning up the glass shards and fruit juice on the floor, and chatting with his mother, he couldn't wait to go back to the upstairs bedroom.

Lock the door, close the half-open windows, draw the curtains, and check every corner of the room.

Then he took out his mobile phone, opened the class group on the social software, looked through it, and saw the news that five students in the same class had died.

The publisher is also a school leader, so the authenticity can be checked.

After clicking on the list, the names of the five people who died were exactly the five Jeffers who had been written in his notebook last night.

"Really, it's true!"

Bowen suddenly felt short of breath and dry mouth.

Tremblingly, he opened the drawer at his feet, and took the Death Note that he had left in it last night to the desk.

Seeing the "Death Note" on the cover again, this time he didn't show any contempt or ridicule, instead, he gently stroked the words on it like a pilgrimage.

"As long as you write your name, you can kill people. Will there be any side effects?"

Suddenly, Bowen's face turned serious again.

Regardless of its name or ability, the Death Note is somewhat similar to the power of demons in myths and legends, and demons have always believed in "equal exchange".

If I use it to kill five people, what will happen?

Bowen took a deep breath, opened the notebook and looked at the rules of use. It was still the five rules he had read before, without any extra characters.

Immediately, he carefully flipped through each page of the notebook.

Blank, blank, blank.

No other rules were found.