About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

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When I was in elementary school and just transferred to a new class, I was afraid that I would be bullied and bought a lot of snacks for me to share with the class, but I refused to die. He once cried to Mr. Guangjin that I was a A bear child who is too self-centered and difficult to serve.

To what extent was I difficult to serve when I was a child?

Give a few examples.

You have to be fed, or you won't eat—this is a bad habit developed in the research institute.Because eating is a rare time for me not to study, my attention will not always be in the rice bowl, and almost all the researchers in the Gravity Research Laboratory have chased after me to feed me.

Drinking water must be heated to 33 degrees Celsius, otherwise do not drink - born with genetic defects.I grew up with a weak stomach, anything too cold would give me a stomach ache, and I didn't even eat ice cream until I was 12 years old.

I have to eat an apple every day. The apple must be cut into small pieces and peeled like a rabbit apple, otherwise I won’t eat it—no reason, anyway, I just hate eating apples. Apples are so unpalatable.

Sleeping was the only thing Nakaya didn't have to worry about too much.He only needs to read tens of thousands of words to me to lull me to sleep. Compared with the above three items, reading can not only improve his own knowledge, but also seem very relaxed and mindless (although he himself does not think so at all. ).

Raising children has almost turned Nakahara Nakaya's originally comfortable NORMAL life into a NIGHTMARE difficulty that would startle him from sleep (meaning getting up at night and touching my forehead temperature to see if I have a fever).

In addition, the people around them have almost no experience in raising children (Mr. Mori does not count, and Oda Saku does not count. One of their children has a special ability set to be a pampered character, and the other is a litter of well-behaved and obedient orphans. There is no reference Value), so this sudden burden on the body, for Chuya, who was only 16 years old at the time, was like a mountain that could not be moved even if the engine was dirty.

Under the double pressure of work and family, Zhong also joined the single parent mutual aid association initiated on the Internet with the slogan "Make Tomorrow Better".

In all fairness, the slogan of this Mutual Aid Association sounds like a cult/religion/or propaganda/sales/organization at first glance, but when Zhong Ye made this decision, I was still in the period of confronting him every day—this Back in those days, I only called Chuya "Hey", and I yelled at him all day long. Now that I think about it, Chuya didn't sink me into the port of Yokohama. It's because he still has a conscience—so I didn't even know he joined. Lao Shizi's Mutual Aid Association.

But this experience is also valuable to China.Because the mutual aid association for single parents is neither propaganda/marketing/organization nor evil/religion/teaching, but a good place that can solve problems at a real price and let Zhongye learn a lot of life experience.The parenting Bible that enlightened Zhongye—"Andersen's Fairy Tales"—was recommended to him by a single father nicknamed "Mr. Yuji" in the Mutual Aid Association.

It is said that the children of Mr. Yukichi's family are as difficult to take care of as I am.Can't take the bus by myself, can't read the route map by myself, doesn't like to walk by myself, eats excessive amounts of jellybeans every day - and must be a specific brand that has been discontinued, and most importantly, in Yuji In the eyes of Mr.'s children, 90.00% of the human beings in the world are uncivilized chimpanzees.

—Interpersonal communication?What is the need to maintain the unreliable relationship that is superficial?

——Interested in communication?The interest of a famous detective is to solve cases, but why should a person who is confused by basic reasoning be bothered?

——The bad effects of not talking to others for a long time?Hey hey hey, are you kidding me?Talking to someone whose mind is on standby 24 hours a day is the source of the poison, right?

At that time, Zhong Ye, who claimed to be a 16-year-old single brother and a younger sister, almost shed tears of bitterness when he heard this. Maybe it will take me to meet relatives.

As for when did he learn that this Mr. Yuji is the president of the Hong Kong black rival Armed Detective Agency, and that the "problem child" who seems to be poured out of the same mold as me is Butei's signature detective Edo Chuan Luanbu, it was after I went to junior high school again.

Zhong Ye excitedly exchanged contact information with Mr. Yuji. Since then, his contact information has added a friend who has been friends for many years, and he has gradually found a way to deal with me.

All in all, knowing that I am not the only difficult child in the world brings great comfort to Chuya.And the person who is the source of this sense of comfort, Edogawa Ranpo—he is still pinching my face!

No matter what grievances and grievances I have had with him in these ten years, I was innocent ten years ago!

Of this "famous detective" I have only heard his name—a distasteful one.

It is said that this famous detective can see through the secrets of a person's heart with just one glance, but the reason why many military and police officers don't like working with him is more because of his open mouth.

Ms. Hongye's complexion immediately darkened.But before she patted Edogawa Ranpo's hand pinching my cheek, someone first pulled Edogawa Ranpo away from me, "Mr. Ranpo! What are you doing, Mr. Ranpo! This is so right Girls are too rude!"

The gentleman who came to stop the atrocities seemed more excited than me. Even though the volume was lowered, his voice still seemed upright, and his upright and serious face reminded me of being fished out of the water by Atsushi Nakajima a few months ago. A roar came from the other side of the river bank after leaving.

I recalled the name of the person in front of me, but Mr. Dazai's cheerful and rippling tone came to my mind.

——Then let Kunikida-kun treat you to tea and rice!

Oh, this is Kunikida ten years later.I understood, and began to look at the traces that time had left on his face, but his face still hurt.I turned around and threw myself into Ms. Hongye's arms, "My face hurts, Ms. Hongye, it's swollen..."

Ms. Hongye squeezed the stacked fan bones to make a creaking sound. She patted my back lightly, and the smile on her face was like an ice-breaking brook flowing in the bright spring.Every word seemed to come out from between her teeth, "I thought there was a monkey with a hairy hand, but it turned out to be the president and mainstay of the Armed Detective Agency. How are you doing these days?"

Hand monkey... Ah no, Kunikida, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, showed a rather remorseful and ashamed look.On the other hand, Edogawa walked in disorder, calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened, still squinting his eyes and looking at me, "Little one, how long have you been here? Two hours? Three hours?"

I don't want to talk to him.But Edogawa Ranpo still nodded self-consciously, "Well, it seems that it has been more than three hours. It's not easy, is it? Suddenly, it was ten years later by the ten-year rocket launcher. The whole world has changed, and only you still If you stubbornly stay ten years ago, you will feel that you have been abandoned by the world for granted, right?"

"Mr. Ranpo!" Kunikida interrupted him sternly.

It would be a lie to say that I won't be depressed by Edogawa Ranpo's words.

After all, what he said was right—during the two hours of expedited tutoring, I had indeed experienced the kind of panic he described countless times.

In the past, no matter my motionless height, the exercises and exams that could not cause me any confusion, the gradually long hair tail, the new dress that Alice changed every week, the season dotted with the cloudy black hair of Ms. Red Leaf The flowers, the red lanterns that hang up in Chinatown for certain festivals, and the furnishings in the shopping malls that change every season, none of them can make me feel that I am growing up, time is passing, and something is gone forever return.

The person who made me think "time flies" for the first time was Seiichi Yukimura who was at the same table for two years in my middle school.

Have you had this experience?

The boy I know suddenly becomes broad-shouldered and long-legged after a certain spring vacation or summer vacation, and the whole person jumps out of a ball of childishness, scaring you to exclaim three times, "What did you eat and grow so tall?"

And when one month of spring break suddenly turned into 120 months of ten years, the qualitative change caused by the quantitative change was like a straight ball with a speed of 150 kilometers per second hitting my face!Even with Zhong Ye and Ms. Hongye's hard work as a buffer, I was still stunned.

To be honest, I still have a bit of difficulty accepting the fact that I was transported ten years later, and I worked hard so as not to let myself fall into the predicament of a downtime—but Edogawa Ranpo could tell me at a glance Trying to be brave!

And it's fine for him to see it, he still said it in front of so many people!

Annoying!Damn!

I gritted my teeth and stared at him. He was amused by my reaction. Even though it was all in his expectation, the man waved the fork with the cream in his hand and said happily: "Oh, I am so happy. It seems that this banquet It’s not that useless.”

"Eh? May I ask where the poor hospitality made you feel uncomfortable?" The white-haired young man holding a goblet joined the one-sided dialogue between Edogawa and me.

When I could only see Bailan Jesso’s profile in the crowd before, I really wanted to complain. The bang on the right side of this person is too long. You can consider organ donation if you don’t need eyes?

As in the rumors, Bran Jesso was not a very airy person.He is fundamentally different from those born noble young masters and ladies I met in Ice Empress.

This difference is not intended to highlight how noble my classmates are, but in fact, Brandon Jesso would hunch his back when standing for a long time, change the red wine in the glass to Coke and grape Fanta, and add a little bit of accent to his tone of voice. Some greasy but energetic endings—these major faults that can make Bingdi's etiquette teacher furious and screaming make him feel... easier to feel good and close to him agree?

What kind of Jack Su physique is this?

Repressing the weirdness in my heart, I looked at the young mafia leader, and then at Ranpo Edogawa who showed no timidity when questioned by Bai Lan.

He nodded quite naturally and followed Bailan Jesso's words to express his views on this banquet, "Well... the desserts are not very tasty, although it's okay to eat more desserts occasionally, but the sugar content is too high It’s not good for your health, right? And my taste is bland. If I eat too much dessert, I’ll just feel nauseous. And the lily of the valley flower on the table is indeed very beautifully arranged, but look at the lady over there , she is allergic to the pollen of lily of the valley, so she can only stand far away from the dining table..."

What one dares to speak and the other dares to listen to describe is probably the delicate picture in front of me.

It is worth mentioning that during the conversation between Edogawa Ranpo and Bailan Jesso, Mr. Kunikida didn't seem half as nervous as when he apologized to me just now.

It seems that Edogawa Ranpo, who has a grudge against me, is able to handle this situation with ease. He seems to only regard Bailan Jesso as the person in charge who wants this banquet to be perfect, and doesn't care whether he is a subordinate of eighty-one thousand mafia boss.

He may know that Bailan Jesso will not be angry because of this kind of thing, and he will be willing to learn from him some information that may not be obtained (not because he has the ability to obtain it, but when people are collecting information or reading information). In the process of processing information, there will always be inadvertently prioritizing attention and memory, and cognition through other senses is another way to strengthen the impression), so I will listen patiently and sincerely.

However, they didn't talk for long, because Bailan Jesso, as the host, was very busy, and his public identity was the president of a foreign-funded enterprise entering the Japanese market with cutting-edge technology (tsk, why is he more like Jack Su... .), the company's excellent profitability and Bailan's ambitions for the country's market all attracted people who wanted to profit from it, or get a little bit of useful information from it, to gather around this young man.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you, Mr. Ranpo. Let's continue when we have a chance." Bailan Jesso smiled and expressed his luck.

To this, I just want to say, it’s nice to have money.

Ranpo Edogawa, who dragged me to the unmanned terrace while Ms. Hongye took Akutagawa to greet the manager of a company directly under Hong Kong and Hei, obviously felt the same way.

"Hey! It's great to be rich! You think so too, little one?"

"..."

"It's useless not to talk, I know that's what you think in your mind."

"..."

"Aren't you curious what I dragged you here for?"

"doing what?"

"Good question!—but I don't know!" This man had such a thick skin.

"Then forgive me for not accompanying me—cough cough cough!" As I turned my head and was about to leave, Edogawa Ranpo grabbed Ofurisode's layered collar and strangled me to the neck.

"Actually, I don't want to bother you, but Kunikida can't leave no matter what... It just so happens that you usually live a low-key life, and not many people will care if you leave in the middle. The perfect infiltrator!"

Um?sneak into? ?

I gave him a suspicious look.

"600 meters away from this venue is the research institute park invested by Bailan Jesso's Mirufiore family. Don't you want to see their research results?" Edogawa ranpo gestured with his hand.

"I don't even know what they are studying!" I said angrily.

"Tsk, stupid! Isn't this hard to guess? What does a new mafia family need to gain a foothold in a world full of powerful enemies? - Funds and force." Edogawa Ranpo lowered his voice.

"They have already settled the funds through some means, so what about force?"

"Personality and abilities are innate abilities, and the flame of death can only be obtained by a specific person. So the reason that prompted Mirufiore to come to Japan may also be you."

"Have you forgotten that you were on TV ten years ago? The first successful artificial supernatural lady?"

"They firmly believe that this country has the technology to cultivate powerful enough people, because your existence is too vivid. You may not know it if you lack ten years of memory, but after Miru Fiore came to Japan, It is indeed recruiting scientific researchers through many channels, especially those in capability research and development.”

"According to the information shared by Ango Sakaguchi, not only did they find such a scarce researcher, they even obtained phased results a few weeks ago."

"So? Do you want me to applaud them?" I sneered and raised my hand, clapping twice perfunctorily, "Since you said it was staged, it means that the results are not satisfactory."

"Well, yes." Edogawa Ranpo nodded frankly, "But that's not the point."

"The point is that this 'result' suddenly appeared due to the space-time distortion caused by the singularity caused by the collision of two different abilities in the experiment."

My heart sank suddenly, and I began to feel that Edogawa Ranpo would come to me, and it had nothing to do with the reasons he stated before.

In the years of observation and exploration of my origin by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the guess that "I come from the singularity formed by the mutual influence of a certain supernatural power during the Dragon Head War, and then the space-time distortion caused by the singularity" has dominated the mainstream.

Now he suddenly told me that there might be another person in the world who suddenly came into this world like you—how could I not go to this white job? !

"Your information is authentic?" Even though I had already decided to go, I still asked symbolically, "Is there any ability or personality of the type that is disqualified from the world?"

"No, Osamu Dazai's ability to cheat is as easy to use as it can be used in any situation. His ability is even effective against the flames of Death Qi. If he can move it out, they would have moved it out a long time ago. Is the news true? I don't dare to promise you, but don't worry, no matter whether the accident was really an 'accident' or not, you can solve it, right?"

With a big smile, he slipped a tiny headset into my hand and gave me a thumbs up.

"Now that you have an idea! Then there will be reliable hackers on our side to help solve the surveillance interference of the range! So go boldly!"

"I believe that even if you are caught by them! You will be worthy of the name of 'gravity operation' and fight your way!"