【L月L】Inquisitor

"Why her?"

"This is a secret, Luke." Ye Shenyue said, "Just read it."

The Fool propped himself on crutches, he climbed mountains and ridges, and walked through the night alone.Ignorance is his fatal weakness, but it also gives him infinite courage, allowing him to go further than anyone else.

People's fate is changeable.

He wasn't sure that Mi Haisha would get the Death Note again.Of course, if she can get a second Death Note, that would undoubtedly be the best result.But if she didn't get the second Death Note - so what?

He already has a pair of willing eyes.

Emotion is the most useless thing in the world, but it is also the most powerful thing.Love and hate, they seem like the poles of a magnet, at opposite ends but deeply attracted to each other at the same time.

Nassos leaned down, put his face close to the water, and kissed the boy on the water.The reflection was so perfect that he was caught in an overwhelming emotion.He calls it "love".He was so infatuated and crazy that the moment he fell into the water became the greatest happiness in his life.

He knows everything, but he doesn't want to wake up.A dream woven by beauty and tranquility, he sleeps forever under the water.

Ye Shenyue closed the book and left the bookstore.A book was left on the table, its crimson canvas cover in gilt letters debossed, and its golden title shining—The Birth of Tragedy.

When he got home, he was surprised to see his father at the dinner table.Even when he was eating, the corners of his mouth were tense, his brows were frowning, and he sat upright at the table, even the dishes and chopsticks were straight.

"Dad, you're back."

"Well, are you going to take a test?"

"Yes, next week."

"Which school do you want to go to?"

"Dongying."

"Ah."

The pale conversation fell into silence, and neither he nor his father spoke again.At this moment, it seemed that no matter what he said, it seemed extra deliberate.

Funny - his father thought so too.

So this ridiculous conversation came to an abrupt end.

Fortunately, Sayu appeared at this time.She was keenly aware of the embarrassment in the atmosphere, and hurriedly told some interesting things that happened to her at school.Father raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was barely a smile.

"Is Dad investigating KIRA's case?" Sayu said, "Is there any danger? I'm so worried."

"Don't worry. He'll be caught sooner or later."

Shouyu carefully looked at his father's frowning expression, and asked tentatively, "Is it... the investigation is not going well?"

"Well, it's fine."

The father's attitude obviously didn't want to say more, so Sayu tactfully talked about other things without further questioning.

Ye Shenyue knew that his father was frustrated in the KIRA case, to be precise, the entire investigation was hindered, so he was in a bad mood.This obstacle stems from the new KIRA—or in other words, the judge changed the number of daily killings, and the data became no longer stable and it was difficult to find a pattern. This happened when L was related to the number of killings and KIRA’s personality. The second day of analysis conclusions.

Ye Shenyue was still thinking about how to narrow the scope of the investigation. After all, from the point of view of access to criminal information, there are too many people who are suspicious, and this problem may also trouble L.And at this moment, the judge revealed that he had access to the search center's information, so the scope could be narrowed down to search the headquarters.

However, inferences such as the number of killings and personality analysis hardly pose a threat to the judge.The reason why he deliberately changed the rules and exposed himself was undoubtedly declaring war on him: I was searching the headquarters.

What an arrogant guy.

But he understood that this was just a trap for the judge to lure him into action—the judge probably wasn't searching the headquarters at all.

"I'm full." Ye Shenyue put away the dishes and left the table.

Father raised his head, the lenses as thick as the bottom of a bottle made his eyes look deformed.The spots of light refracted on the lens are like a thin layer of fog covering his eyeballs.Father seemed to be trying to say something, but Ye Shenyue knew that he would not eventually speak either.His father had always been like this, using silence as the answer to everything.Ye Shenyue never knew what he was going to say - and he didn't want to know.

"Yue, your father has been watching you."

Luke floated recklessly above the dining table, his head almost pressed against his father's face.It tried to probe into the man's heart, but his rock-solid expression did not reveal any flaws.In its eyes, it can't see anything other than the person's name and lifespan, so it quickly loses interest.

It is more interested in Yagami Sayu than Yagami Soichiro.

Luke let out a staccato, uncomfortable laugh—this was its secret—a secret Yagami didn't know.Of course, even if Ye Shenyue knew this secret, there was nothing he could do.

The sun rose anyway, and boulders tumbled from the summit of Olympus—it couldn't wait for the moment when the secret would be revealed.

Ye Shenyue returned to the room facing his father's gaze, until he closed the door, he could still feel the other party's faintly following gaze.

Whether present or absent, the father will always be the center of the family, and that will never change.He knew from a long time ago that the rules of operation of this family were formulated by his father. As the center of power, no matter how absent he was, his position remained stable.

Ye Shenyue spent her entire childhood in solitude. "Lonely" is not an accurate word.He got along well with everyone and became the center of everyone without a trace.But he still felt that he was living in a kind of suffocating depression, like the villain made by Paracelsus, omniscient and omnipotent but forever confined in a small flask.

He is not like most people. A well-developed brain and rationality are a gift, but this is overwhelming for children who are still growing.He wondered about too many things back then, and what was even more unfortunate—he found answers to those questions—answers that his young mind couldn't handle.He used to envy his classmates, even though now most of them have become synonymous with stupidity in his eyes.But he did envy them, just as others in turn envied him for having a father in high position.

It should have been a blank slate.

But for him, the white paper has been stained with ink.The black lines criss-crossed, leaving traces one after another brutally.They were tangled together, tore each other, completely sealed him but could not be eliminated, because these were the traces left by his own hands.

So there are more and more lines, densely packed, like overwhelming clouds.Until one day—the day was tired of the day, and the night became a sea of ​​silence.

"Mom, does Daddy love me?" he asked.

He tried to support the marble bar with his hands, but he could barely see the busy figure of his mother.With her back turned to her, she was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Love, of course he loves you."

Mother said perfunctorily, she didn't even look back.She only cares about the food in front of her.A day's exhausting work made her yawn several times in a row, and kept stirring the curry in the iron pot with her left hand.

There is a TV series on the TV, and the actors in the drama use exaggerated acting skills to interpret the life and death of two people who love each other.The pouring rain is a false scene created by the sprinkler. The hero and heroine speak some sour lines in the rain in embarrassment, which looks extremely stupid.

"Mom, what is love?"

Maybe it's because no one pays attention to a three-year-old's questions, or maybe it's just not important.

The noisy background sound drowned out his doubtful voice.The mother may have heard his question and was unable to answer it, but deliberately pretended not to hear it.Or maybe she was too tired to really hear.

The taste of curry is very fragrant and whets the appetite.

But at this moment, he felt nauseous.

Later he went to junior high school.He didn't do anything out of the ordinary or rebellious like any other adolescent teenage girl, if anything - he failed an exam on purpose.

Because he wants an answer.

He expects a response from his taciturn father, whether it is angry reprimand or comfort and encouragement, whichever can free him from this problem.But his father, the man who would carry out his silence to the end, spared words like gold as always.

His father just set his gaze on him, neither soft nor sharp.The father just stared at it without any content.It seems that all tricks have been seen through, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

That's when he understood—it was all futile.

At this point, the question has completely lost its meaning.

When he was imprisoned as the first KIRA before, it was not unfounded for L to test his father against him.If he had been exposed and arrested for being KIRA at that time, his father would have agonized over it, but he would have pulled the trigger.

Because the same cold blood flows in their bones.

"Love" is just a trick played by the strong to deceive the weak, and the web of power and desire can easily destroy it.