【L月L】Inquisitor

RayPenber followed Yagamitsu's instructions completely, and sat on a corner near the door on the Yamanote Line's inner loop.Ye Shenyue stood at the connecting door of the next car, with earphones in his ears and a book in his hand, he looked like an ordinary young man.This was a position he had planned, from which he could clearly observe RayPenber's every move, even the subtle changes in his face couldn't escape his eyes.

"First, I want to ask you a few questions. If what you say does not match the information I have, I will kill your family immediately."

RayPenber straightened his back, and his face was not good-looking.

"……it is good."

"Tell me the establishment and number of people the FBI has entered Japan."

"...I heard that there are 4 groups, a total of 12 people. We are in single-line contact with each other, and we don't know the specific information."

"Aside from the FBI, is there any other agency involved? Like the CIA or other organizations."

RayPenber did not speak for a long time, he paused for a long time, but it was obvious that KIRA was a very patient person, and he had been quietly waiting for his answer.

"I... I just know that the FBI doesn't seem to be the only one that was sent to investigate. It attaches great importance to this case. The CIA sometimes hires outsiders to investigate, but as for what they are doing secretly, I have no way of getting access to this information. "

Having said that, Ye Shenyue knew that she was close to the judge. Now that the FBI has found L, it will not find a second outsider to intervene.However, the CIA's behavior style is completely different from that of the FBI. As an organization serving the government, their investigative methods are not so regular-in other words, they are more unscrupulous.

The reason for this is simple. KIRA has terrible power, he overrides all existing rules and has the absolute power of life and death.This power is a threat to the enemy, but it is also the greatest weapon to the friend.Greedy politicians, profit-seeking businessmen—as many as want to destroy it, so many desire to own it.

"I have one last question, have you heard that the CIA and the FBI have jointly hired experts or detectives as non-staff personnel?"

"I don't know anything about the CIA. I only know a private detective who has cooperated with the FBI many times. He has worked with my colleagues to solve several cases."

"What's his name."

"I don't know his real name. He's always been a mystery. No one has seen him even when he's working with the FBI. We call him—B."

B.

An unexpectedly familiar codename.

Ye Shenyue's eyes were full of unknown emotions, and even her facial features were showing a cold and hard taste.

He thought of "M" and "N" almost immediately.Although such regular one-letter code names are not uncommon, he still prefers to believe that B and L seem to have some connection, or that B is most likely one of L's heirs.And the most important thing - he was almost sure that B was the judge.

"Mr. Ray Penber, please take the contents of the envelope and write your officer's name in the top space."

RayPenber opened the brown envelope, and was surprised to see that there were only a few ordinary sheets of paper inside.It's just that these white papers are sealed in a smaller-sized sealed envelope, most of the white papers are blocked, leaving only a small space, and the structure looks a bit like a machine-readable cardboard for exams.He tried to open the envelope to find out, but the seal was tightly sealed. If he wanted to open it, he had to tear it apart—obviously, KIRA would not give him this chance.

RayPenber slowly took the ballpoint pen out of the envelope.He still didn't give up the opportunity to look for clues, he glanced around quietly, trying to find KIRA in the crowd.But this is simply a fantasy, and the flow of passengers around is very frequent.Being under surveillance, he didn't dare to make big moves, he could only glance over the small crowd around him.

"Mr. RayPenber, don't try to stall for time."

He gritted his teeth secretly, gripped the ballpoint pen tightly, and the tip of the pen landed on the white paper in the first line of blank space.

He wrote slowly, the nib sliding in a narrow box.Every letter is very clear, and the black handwriting leaves neat and deep traces.They are destined to be trapped in this world, like an epitaph engraved on a tombstone.

When RayPenber wrote the last letter, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have done something wrong and irreparable.

But KIRA didn't give him time to think, "Turn on your computer now, and you will receive a file that records the faces and names of all the FBI in Japan. Then, as just now, check the faces of each person and write them in the envelope. Write their names in the blanks, one-to-one correspondence."

The tram rumbled forward, speeding all the way, the carriage shook slightly, and the trembling made his pen tremble weakly.The round arcs of the elegant flower body are spinning and flying, and some horizontal lines are trembling like waves.

He has written the names of ten people.

The unknown fear ate away at his heart, but the behavior itself made him hate himself even more.The pen in his hand was like a sharp knife, and every stroke pierced deeply into his heart.Waves of betrayal and fear kept churning in his mind, and occasionally some quiet and beautiful memory fragments flashed, which was a condemnation of his conscience and a mockery of his powerlessness.

He flicked the touch screen with his fingers, sliding the slider down, and finally he saw the information of the last agent.

He stared at the picture for a long time.

Finally he put pen to paper.

The whole writing process is full of ritual, and RayPenber gently puts down the pen, as if he has completed an important thing.The tense color faded from his face, leaving only a lonely solemnity.

He looked exceptionally calm.

"I'm done," he said.

Ye Shenyue watched him carefully through the door and window, and the double-glazed glass made his reflections separate and overlap repeatedly, interlacing each other.White reflections flickered on his face, like a victim trapped on an isolated island, sending out a final distress signal.He shook the shard of glass in his hand alone, but it was just a tiny, almost humble stardust on the endless sea.

"Please put the wireless phone and the envelope with your name on it in a large envelope, put it on the shelf, and sit on this tram without moving for more than 10 minutes. After checking that no one notices that you forgot to take the envelope, get off the train. .”

Ray Penber sat upright in his chair, and he put all the envelopes into the big brown envelope.The fluorescent white light made his face even paler, and there was a faint light in his eyes, looking a little cold and sad.

"Does it really make sense? KIRA, you are a hypocrite, and everything you do is only for yourself."

Ye Shenyue was a little surprised to hear RayPenber's question, but he didn't say anything.And RayPenber didn't seem to expect any response from him, he just talked to himself.

"You are pathetic."

After speaking, he took off the earphone, threw the wireless phone into the envelope, and put all the documents on the shelf above his head.

He sat quietly and straight, cold and stubborn—like a martyr.

Ye Shenyue suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.The book in his hand was spread out, and the black letters on the page suddenly twisted and twisted, turning into a mess of messy lines.The space is constantly being compressed, making the compartment look cramped.The black outside the window seemed to be alive and flowing rapidly, and my own reflection turned into a mass of fuzzy black, undulating in this dark river.

He pressed his forehead against the glass, lowered his head and spread out his palms, and then he clenched his fingers tightly, but there was still nothing in his palms.The corners of his eyes were a little hot, but they were as cold as frost.

"You're right, RayPenber."

He sighed, and sighed again.

On this circular line, every station is the beginning and every station is the end.This train named fate takes everyone to the unknown shore.

Never look back, never look back.

RayPenber and Naomi Minasora's house is located some distance from downtown Los Angeles.

There is a distance from the urban area, so naturally it cannot be compared with the wealthy area like Beverly Hills.But the environment is very good, and the neighbors around are considerate.The community is very safe, very close to New China Town, and there are many well-known Japanese grocery stores and dessert shops, which are Naomi's favorites.Their house is not too big, and the decoration is relatively simple, but it is very warm.The walls are painted light blue, and the interior is furnished with simple European-style furniture. There is a reclining chair on the balcony, which is swaying, as if someone just got up and left.

Naomi Misora ​​said that she would quit the FBI after this mission, and that she would like to become a Capoeira instructor.She said it seriously, as if she really had such a plan.But within a few minutes, she was amused by the surprised expression he believed to be true.

She said why are you so stupid.

He smiled because I love you, Naomi.

Her black hair fell on her soft face, which is a unique oriental face, delicate and attractive.She covered her mouth with her hands and kept laughing, her eyes were full of soft colors, and the diamond ring on her ring finger was shining in the sun.

He seemed to be attracted by her beautiful appearance, and he couldn't help reaching out to hold her in his arms.She also stretched her white arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder, her soft hair brushed against his face, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, the mint aroma from the hair penetrated into his nostrils.

There were many white flowers growing in the yard in front of the house. He didn't know what they were, maybe they were sunflowers or something else.They sway from side to side.White and red, they bloom in clusters, making crisp laughter against the wind.

He tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

"Because I love you, Naomi."

He kept repeating this sentence, as if it was the only way to express his apology and love.

Please forgive me, my love.

The train gradually slowed down and finally stopped at an unknown platform.The car door opened slowly, and people stepped out of the car one after another. RayPenber suddenly remembered those flowers - those sunflowers, and he couldn't wait to stand up.At that moment - he was tall, solemn, and somewhat tender.But in the blink of an eye, he became an extremely ordinary member of the crowd. He walked out of the subway and completely disappeared into the crowd.

He thought it was time to go home.