About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

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After two days of experiments, we basically determined that the radius of the signal coverage of the conversion device is [-] kilometers; the battery life is five hours; the protocol module has its own signal encryption algorithm; the transmission under non-line-of-sight conditions has excellent anti-interference performance.

To sum up, as long as my personal safety can be guaranteed, then I can provide Accelerator with off-site remote support.

By the way, Accelerator mentioned that the thing on my neck was made by a doctor himself, and it instantly made me feel a kind of grief and indignation that the technology tree of the world I am in is really young, and I want to go back. College City looks at the emotion.

But Accelerator was more anxious to return to Academy City than I imagined.

If it wasn't useful right now, I'd really like to tinker with this device.

"But you don't plan to rush in directly, do you?" I looked at Accelerator, who was already looking a little eager to try, "I reminded you that this world is very abnormal."

"So?" Accelerator's red eyes made me feel like a desperado who would do whatever it takes to return to his original world...

"So you have to estimate the risk!" I rolled my eyes, "I told you, when you walk on the streets of Ikebukuro, you can even see inhuman phantom species."

"No matter in any era, there are things that cannot be explained by science." Accelerator didn't seem to intend to argue with me too much, "Or can you find a better method than going straight to the point?"

"I can't find it, but I want to ask you why you have to go back." I sat on the sofa quietly as a sofa potato.

Accelerator fixed his gaze on my face, "If I must ask you to go back to Academy City now, would you be willing?"

"I don't want to. I understand, don't ask, you can go away." I waved my hand, sat up again, and finally confirmed to him, "Is the battery of the device really full? It will die when the battery runs out. You yourself-"

With a sound of "Bang——!", the door was slammed shut.

One party is gone.

I retracted into the sofa again, and the man who had been sitting in the corner of the room since the beginning finally spoke: "Xiaoyu, you can easily offend your friends if you can't talk like that."

"I think you are the most unworthy person in the world to say that." Mr. Kunikida brought me a cup of hot tea in summer.I nodded at him, and he left the room with Dazai-san and me.

It seems that the relationship between the future me and the Armed Detective Agency seems to be okay.At least they didn't look hostile to me.

Mr. Dazai complained that the tea was too hot even though he was not a cat tongue. He took out a can of iced Coke from nowhere, and opened it directly in front of me without any modesty. Shouldn’t the world cherish each other when it sees fellow countrymen?”

"No." I picked up a pillow and threw it at Mr. Dazai's face with some annoyance.

"He knows you." Dazai Osamu said.

"But I don't know him, and I'm not the 'me' he knew."

I used to have doubts about the existence of parallel worlds.

Even if I have had such a weird experience of traveling through different worlds, I have not fully accepted these phenomena that sound very mysterious, whether they are academic arguments or light novel settings.

If the Academy City where I am located is marked as A, then Accelerator, who I don't know but he knows me, obviously comes from Academy City B on another world line.

There seems to be no difference between A and B in terms of time and world structure, which can be reflected in our cognition that there is no big difference.

Then the problem obviously appeared on me.

The me that Accelerator knew was obviously an older me, so in his Academy City B, I should have disappeared after I was 10 years old.

But even if I figured out that Accelerator and I don't come from the same Academy City, it's useless to me.

On the contrary, Mr. Dazai rubbed his chin and muttered a guess, "So the premonition-like abilities made by Bailan Jesso and his family may also come from himself in the parallel world".

I admire his brain circuit, but I don't say it.

The reason why I appear in the Armed Detective Agency today is because of the overall consideration of the safety here.

After all, the only person in the world who has nullified his abilities is sitting next to me.

When he is not an enemy and will not use his evil intentions on me, of course I can think that I can rest easy-although I have to bear the calculation of one party now, but it doesn't matter, after all, apart from me and one party, No one knows that the two of us currently share the same brain. As a gravity operator, I still have the ability to accompany Mr. Dazai to sing empty city tricks.

"Little fish, did someone come to this world with you back then?" Mr. Dazai took out a pack of French fries from behind the sofa, and the ketchup hanging from his mouth looked like poor quality blood.

I honestly don’t know, “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”

"Because Mr. Fang didn't say that Bailan has your old acquaintance?" He squinted his eyes while pinching the French fries.

I have always wanted to avoid this question, and collapsed on the sofa, "He knows that person is my old acquaintance, so you think that 'old acquaintance' is from the same world as me."

Mr. Dazai nodded repeatedly.

"But why didn't they come to me?" I muttered.

"You should really take a picture of you and send it to Chuya. It's like a child abandoned by divorced parents." He covered his face and pretended to cry, "We Xiaoyu are so pitiful..."

"You play too much."

"The interaction between supernatural powers and supernatural powers will create singularities." Mr. Dazai changed the subject, "Singularities represent undefined, incomplete sequence, and full of abnormalities... Your appearance happened to be during the Dragon Head War. .”

I groaned and asked, "Really?"

However, I was always on Leibo Street at that time, and it took me a long time to figure out where this place was, and I was not in the mood to care about the outside world at all.

"Yeah. Why didn't Chuya tell you anything..." He sighed, "That's why I always disagree with his 'no matter where you come from or where you go, as long as you are mine, I will Covering your 'super protective view of parenting."

"During those 88 days, Zhong also used 'dirty' five times. If you remember the date when you appeared in this world correctly, then you should have appeared in his third conflict, which also had the largest number of confrontational enemies. of."

"So can the singularity allow people to travel through it?"

"I don't know, but this is a reasonable explanation that I personally think. It is also a gravity operation, and your wavelength may be more attractive to that Rage God."

"Don't make my brother look like an indescribable ancient god, okay?"

"Many people drop san when they see him, I think it's true." Mr. Dazai shrugged, "So do you have a clue about that 'old acquaintance'?"

"If Accelerator has seen it before, it might be my person in charge when I was a child."

"Well...do you still remember that you were often assassinated and abducted when you were a child?"

"Well, Mr. Sakaguchi also said that I have met many more times than Akashi and Atobe."

"Have you ever wondered why?"

"Is Zhong Ye too much to be hated?"

"That's just part of it."

"My (ability) is too strong, everyone wants me." I am very confident about it.

"You can also say that." Dazai-san nodded, "But let's imagine, if I were the person in charge of the fetish who named you, and I learned that you are no longer my thing, then What will I do?"

I was choked up by this question full of "me, me, me" self-awareness, and I was silent for a while, "I probably hope that it would be better to destroy this kind of thing."

"Well, so from the above, we can know why you have encountered so many assassinations and abductions." Mr. Dazai reached into the paper bag for a while, and this time he found a high-sugar taro pie , he was not very interested in this kind of sweet snack, so he thought about asking me if I wanted to eat it.

The taro pie was cold, and the stuffing inside was so greasy that I poured several bottles of water. The terrible thing was that the uninterrupted calculation gave me a headache. There is a feeling that someone is holding an awl and stirring in my brain.

"I really feel like dragging a meteoroid down and blowing up that shitty place in Italy."

"Your anti-social speech—no, it should be considered anti-human. If Ango heard it, he would arrest you and take you to the Supernatural Secret Service Division for tea."

"Is there not enough tea from him since I was a child?"

"That's the intelligence group's love for you. You have more videos than any other child in the world combined."

"It feels like The Truman Show."

"Don't underestimate yourself. You are much more terrifying than Truman."

"...Are you hurting me or belittling me..."

"I'm praising you."

"What's the use of being scared? I'm still being used as a tool for others... Hey, why do you have to turn on reflexes again!!! Is Fang Tongxing the bastard still a human!!!"

"It seems that there is a lot of pressure accumulated in the past, and it will happen like this whenever there is a chance." Mr. Dazai sat beside him and said sarcastic remarks. He stared at the phone intently, not knowing what he was watching with great interest.

I leaned over curiously, and saw a messy scene filled with gunpowder smoke and a few clumps of fire that would only appear in Hollywood blockbusters on the screen of his mobile phone.

From time to time, a few small animals covered in energy bodies of various colors (probably energy bodies, it can't be flames) fly across the screen.

It really looks like some kind of FPS game with the No.1 perspective—just when I had such an idea, the voice of Fang Accelerator immediately came out from the speaker of the mobile phone, "Huh? You can be regarded as a scum like you The evil party—hahahaha! Are you trying to laugh me to death!", as long as you are not deaf, you can hear this is a common taunt.

I grabbed Mr. Dazai by the collar with my backhand, "Give me an explanation."

"As you can see, because I was too worried about Yifang-kun, I put a monitor on him." Mr. Dazai said earnestly, "Don't you think sitting here and waiting for everything to end is like reading a suspense novel to the end? Is it as boring to find out who the murderer is? There is no sense of accomplishment at all."

"I don't think so! I don't even want to come ten years later!" I shrank to the other side of the sofa, squatting on it and hugging my knees, my head still hurting, "I don't want to see Fang Accelerator, and I don't want to see him ten years later. You, I don't even want to know that someone who came to this world with me was my person in charge, yet he planned to let me die."

"Well, congratulations. All the above-mentioned situations have basically happened."

"Why didn't he come to me?" I put my head on my knees and asked in a volume that Mr. Dazai couldn't hear.

"Hey... I thought you liked Chuya more. Do you think it would be happier if you continue to live with the person in charge of your ability development?"

"No!" I suddenly shouted, "Aren't they my parents! He has been by my side since I was a fertilized egg! Even if he is an experimental product, he should have some feelings for me! I'm not a guinea pig!!!"

After shouting, I fell into silence again.

I realized that I had made a mistake. What I said just now was logically flawed.

I should know that in the minds of those people, experimental products are equal to guinea pigs.

It doesn't matter how old I am, how beautiful I am, or how well I get grades.

Those good-looking data will become their capital to promote themselves.

But life never gives people a chance to breathe.

Just when I was annoyed about why I expended my energy to say such meaningless words, I suddenly heard my own voice in my ear.

"No! ——#*!#￥@——I'm not a guinea pig!!!"

This section has a beginning and an end, and the recording is fast-forwarded in the middle.

I immediately picked up the pillow and threw it at it, "Osamu Dazai, what are you doing?!"

"World famous paintings—ah no, world famous quotes, you have to listen to Chuya if you have the chance." Mr. Dazai shook the recording pen in his hand, and suddenly frowned again, "Ah, no, it's better not to listen to him. or he'll be happy. Forget it."

"What are you talking about..." I looked at him in a daze, "Aren't you sad? Why are you happy..."

"Hmm... because you may not have much understanding of how abnormal you were when you were a child?" Mr. Dazai touched his chin, "You have the habit of clearing your memory regularly, so you may not remember much. And there are some things you don't know , but whether it is Sister Hongye or the Supernatural Secret Service Division, there are records of your misdeeds when you were a child?"

"what?"

"The drowned cat thing was one of them. Probably because you used to be locked up in a lab, and even what you learned from books was theoretical, so there was a time when you were a kid—a long time. I love to do it myself and seek truth. Filling a honeycomb ant nest with hot water is commonplace. You used to want to find out whether a dog’s thoracic diaphragm can heal itself, and let the wild dogs fight and bite each other for a piece of meat; Wanting to see the hollow skeleton of a bird, I simply broke the wing of a sparrow that fell on the balcony."

"When I first transferred to elementary school, there was a little boy in the class who was a little restless and liked you very much, but he would occasionally pull your hair and pull your ears. Generally speaking, it was not too much. But the second week of school During the cleaning, you saw that your classmates were cleaning the steps with detergent. The boy just came back from playing dodgeball outside. After the back of your head hit the ground, you didn't call the teacher with other students, but smiled and walked away."

"You are still very good at lying." He sighed at this point, "I know that I can't lie, but I still want to tell it. Although you certainly don't remember how clumsy and funny your lies back then...you will only remember that I used to tell you How bad you are, children are really white-eyed wolves who don't remember to eat."

"Mr. Fang should also be a patient with high-functioning antisocial personality disorder before? ——Or you Level 5s will more or less have this problem?"

I held my head, and couldn't remember the stupid things I did before.But I vaguely feel that I really did it, because I remember the little boy Mr. Dazai said, I hate him pulling my hair, and I hate him always running past my seat loudly when get out of class is over .

I even remember after he got injured with a mild concussion and torn ankle ligaments.

It's just that I can't recall my reaction at all.

I touched my face and I was smiling?

Am I really that jerk?

"You were really an asshole when you were young." Mr. Dazai looked at me lightly as if he could see through my thoughts, "That's why I will be happy when I say it right."

"You've become like a normal kid, little fish."