【L月L】Inquisitor

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mi Haisha is still the same.A thick layer of fiery red was applied to the lips, as if they were burning.She held her chin and brushed aside the blond hair sticking to the corner of her lips. There was a kind of green and innocent expectation in her eyes.

"What's the matter, why don't you talk?"

Ye Shenyue felt his Adam's apple floating, and then he heard his hoarse voice being torn out from the vocal cords with friction.

"Do you hate me?" he asked.

Mi Haisha didn't speak, but the smile on her face began to tremble slightly.

"What about you, do you love me?"

Love, what is love——Ye Shenyue wanted to ask a question, but he couldn't say this sentence anyway, probably because someone strangled his throat severely, and any sound of struggling was annihilated. He was forced to remain silent, but he wanted to Wanting to shout, wanting to roar, a kind of force in the chest was constantly hitting the ribs, it tried to break free from the shackles, broke out of the cage, and did not hesitate to tear his body apart.

Then everything was still - the force in the chest suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

"You should wake up, Yue," she said.

In the dark room, only the electronic watch beside the bed flickered faintly, and the cold screen showed [-]:[-] in the morning.Ye Shenyue felt the cloth on his back was icy against his skin, it was moist and warm, but his teeth chattered slightly because of the cold.

It's been a long nightmare.

The metal handcuffs on his wrists had already been warmed up, and the other end of the long metal chain disappeared into the opposite bed. This ridiculous handcuffs made him somewhat regain a sense of reality at this moment.Ye Shenyue wiped his face, he didn't get any rest from sleep, he just felt tired at the moment, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Mi Haisha was dead, and when he broke free from the policeman's shackles and came to her, her heart had stopped beating.She was doing well, even better than he had imagined.By imitating the behavior of the judge, Mi Haisha successfully conveyed the identity information about the judge to him in an extremely concealed manner.This is an extremely ingenious technique, and only the parties involved can understand the deep meaning of it.

The identity of the judge also came to light-the person who talked to him in the coffee shop.

He is not L, Ye Shenyue has such a confident judgment.If L was the judge and really wanted to kill him, he couldn't be alive now.And if his guess is accurate enough, I am afraid that the person who looks exactly like L but is not L is the judge, that is, the "B" that Ray Panber once mentioned.

The granules of instant coffee are quickly dissolved in the boiling hot water, and the white hot air mixed with the smell of inferior artificial flavor hits the face, making a subtle sound of foam breaking.Ye Shenyue stirred mechanically, and the black vortex kept spinning.He felt awake, but his attention was always wandering from exhaustion or lack of sleep.

For example, when he tries to analyze the objective results of Mi Haisha's behavior, he always thinks of her lips that keep opening and closing.The blazing red is like an afterimage on the pupil, lingering in front of my eyes.

Ye Shenyue has countless ways to control Mi Haisha, but he didn't do it.The words "I love you, Mi Haisha" on the death note are enough to explain everything. After seeing it, Mi Haisha will definitely find ways to meet him before he dies.This was originally a naive gamble, but he wanted to prove that the "love" she kept talking about was just the satisfaction of her self-fantasy.

That was indeed her personal fantasy fulfillment, at least in part.And the other part is getting her to victory, but again it's a pointless victory.Its price is too heavy, and it can only lead to death.

The silver spoon in Ye Shenyue's hand touched the wall of the coffee cup, making a crisp sound, swaying nimbly like a bell, and then fell into the dark liquid and was sucked into the vortex.

"Can't sleep?"

L's voice seemed to penetrate into his ears through a layer of mist, Ye Shenyue didn't hear any sound of L's movements, and he just appeared behind him like a ghost.

"Sorry, I woke you up."

"It's okay, I was awake too."

The bitterness of the coffee fermented and deteriorated in the mouth, the night outside the window, and the sporadic lights on the ground shook his body.They are bright day and night, trying to light up the sky, but in the end they can only get close to the ground, cuddling each other in the night wind, absorbing the sporadic warmth from each other.The wind rose and approached the higher and higher sky, and the blackness was deepened bit by bit until they reached the place where they were, wandering in the lonely space, and only the shadows of each other remained in the French windows.

"Why did you agree to join the investigation team? Is it to catch KIRA and avenge Mi Haisa?"

This is undoubtedly a temptation.

Ye Shenyue leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, the small chandelier at the bar exuded a warm light, and the orange light cast a blurred shadow. It stretched its arms in the cracks and melted into the shadows at the edge of the light.On the other side of the window, his profile continuously overlapped and criss-crossed, turning into an unknown face, like a person standing outside the window.

He didn't speak, as if he couldn't answer the question.

"She's just a stupid woman."

This is a somewhat unexpected answer for L, it comes out of Ye Shenyue's mouth, and it has a strong sense of unreality - he doesn't need to judge at all, this sentence is from Ye Shenyue's feelings hair.Complex emotions are an omnipotent eraser that makes it all blurry and difficult to judge.Therefore, the most difficult lie is not a lie with perfect logic, but a lie with a mixture of truth and falsehood.And it cannot even be called a lie, the tolerant call it "the incomplete truth".

L has a lot of questions he wants to ask, and he has many ways to question them, but he suddenly doesn't want to do that, as if he is tired of the games he was passionate about in the past.

"I can't see through you, Ye Shenyue." L said.

"Is there anything in this world that you can't see clearly, L?"

"I'm not a god, so it's impossible to understand everything." He arched his back, the light flickering in his pupils, "but I know why I can't see through you."

The coffee gradually cooled, leaving only the remaining coffee grounds in the cup, like burnt black charcoal, piled up at the bottom of the cup.

"Because there is nothing in your heart, Ye Shenyue." L paused briefly, "But you still look very—"

He seemed to be unable to find an adjective to describe it for a while, so he thought for a long time before opening his mouth ambiguously.

"sad."

L's voice was very soft, and his tone sounded a bit far-fetched.This is not his field of expertise, he is actually skeptical, but his intuition firmly believes.

Ye Shenyue's self-confidence and arrogance froze for a moment, as if something overflowed from the bottom of his heart.He doesn't deny what L said, he often doesn't feel his own weight, like a piece of paper.Even now he is tied to a set path, but for what he decides to do, kill people.He didn't doubt it, and he didn't feel guilty about it.

But some things still really exist, hidden in a forgotten corner, or buried under the frozen ground thousands of meters deep.It has always been there, like a radioactive substance, polluting everything deeply and permanently.He calmly analyzed everything, dissected them bit by bit, and watched them extend as small as capillary veins.But he got entangled with them chaotically and was imprisoned.

If the only weight he could feel was sadness—well, he probably was, and he still grieved for some of the people he killed.It's not guilt, it's not remorse, it's just plain sadness.

"Maybe, but so what."

L was silent for a while, and he asked seriously, "Then do you need a comforting hug?"

"No, don't—"

Sadly, his refusal never had the effect it should have on L.

L looks very thin, but that is always an optical illusion floating on the surface.Just like his curved back, he seemed to submit, but in fact he insisted on going his own way and never obeyed anyone's orders.The smooth lines of muscles on his arms contain hidden strength.The body temperature seems to never rise, and always maintains a low temperature.Through the thin white T-shirt close to the surface of his skin, like a piece of melting ice.

It's a pure hug.

Ye Shenyue's back was straight, all the muscles in his body were stiff and tense, but his chaotic thoughts seemed to have found a home.Those unknown things under the frozen soil are ready to move and can break through the barrier at any time.

Ye Shenyue has always been very clear that she didn't kill L for any involuntary reasons.He just wanted to kill L, and he had to kill L. He never imagined any other ending between them.But it may also be because he was too lazy and too timid, so he subconsciously killed all other possibilities.

L taught him a lot of things, he thanked L for helping him get rid of his loneliness for a while, but he still couldn't have any good feelings for L, because he was a bad teacher.He brought him greater loneliness at once, like interest, and at the same time willfully took all his emotions with him.

The dust of time buried it layer by layer, and it did not rot or die until it finally saw the light of day at this moment.So in the overlapping shadows, in the gaps of the embrace, it is secretly reborn.