Yokohama Survival Guide

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After sending Junichiro Tanizaki away, you honestly told the whole story of the girl's death case.

Throughout the whole process, the purple-haired girl listened calmly, with no expression changes at all, as if the participants did not have themselves.

When your mouth was dry, she smiled softly: "Mr. Daust, what is your purpose for saying this?"

"Purpose? Uh, no... I'm just curious..." Hearing this, you almost failed to manage your facial expressions well.

Hey, hey, this question is beyond the outline, Mr. Detective didn't say that Fujino would ask questions!

"...Ah, maybe, you want to ask my opinion on the teacher? Unfortunately, I am still grateful for the help of the teacher." The butterfly-like girl gently opened her thin lips, "The purpose of the teacher is to completely realize the Spiritual freedom, I think that's a very noble ideal."

As soon as this remark came out, you almost didn't laugh out loud.

This kind of reason sounds so ridiculous that no normal person would believe it!

"Sounds funny? I used to be immersed in my own world, and I didn't have a deep understanding of the teacher's dream. I just supported it for the sake of support, but," taking a look at you, Asakami Fujino said slowly, "You may not Believe it, Mr. Dawster. But, I can prove it for you." At this point, she stood up, straightened her skirt, and made a leading gesture, "Let me show you the teacher , as an important key, if even you do not agree with the teacher's philosophy, then the teacher is too lonely."

At some point, heavy rain began to fall outside the window, which seemed to indicate the uncertain road ahead.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, you tentatively asked: "Miss Asakami, I'm not sure if this is an illusion, but can I ask, why are you all treating me so leniently?"

"Because you are the key to open the gate of the paradise, we have no intention of concealing this." The purple-haired girl turned the steering wheel and drove in a familiar direction, "As the knowledge before the dialogue, do you really understand the existence of the Sibyl system? Woolen cloth?"

"...A product of mysterious brain science? Can judge a person's crime index?" You briefly stated your judgment.

"A very official answer, Mr. Daust. However, in a broad sense, the Sibyl system is that kind of thing." Fujino smiled, with a vague storm brewing in his eyes, "So, have you thought about it? Is there something behind the Sibyl system that provides a basis for its judgment?"

You were stunned, and guessed an answer casually: "...I haven't thought about it? Maybe it's artificial intelligence?"

"Partially correct, Sibyl's body is the integration of the brains of 247 "exonerent physiques" with outstanding thinking. Among them, about 200 brains form a group to monitor the psychological index of the people in Yokohama in turn, and the rest of the brains can rest .”【Note [-]】

The tone was light, and the woman didn't feel that she had said anything terrible.

But you almost jumped out of your seat in fright, this answer is too shocking and ridiculous, how could it be possible to let the criminal’s brain judge the crime, isn’t it equivalent to——

"You must be thinking, this is as unreasonable as letting the disqualified contestants be judges?" The image made a metaphor, Asakami Fujino understands your surprise very well, because she has also experienced the same stage, " This is what most people are against Sibylah. Those who oppose it claim that this is a regression of human rights and a lack of civilization."

"...Sounds reasonable, doesn't it?" You gripped your seat belt tightly, feeling inexplicably uneasy in your heart.

In fact, this anti-Sibilla reason is high-sounding, very liberal and democratic; but in reasoning stories, the earliest information is usually overthrown perjury; its appearance here can only show that the truth is even more terrifying.

Sure enough, Asakami Fujino continued his narration: "After the initial creation of this system, the upper echelons of the entire country split into two camps, one supporting Sibylla and the other against Sibylla, arguing with each other."

"However, the problem is not that the brains that support Sibylah come from exonerators, Mr. Daust." The purple-haired girl seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be sighing, "The problem is, what exactly was this system born for."

"I don't know?"

"It operates in our country, no doubt, and seems to have appeared for the first time in the world. But there is a theoretical background to any scientific practice, Mr. Daust. Do you know what it really was in the first place?"

The girl's shadow was stretched out by the flashing lights outside the windshield, like ghosts.The same is true of what she said, which is not a normal scientific delusion at all. In your opinion, it is a grotesque pursuit like a madman talking about a dream.

"It is a variant of the brain in a vat, a small attempt to combine the great research of the upper-level narrative project proposed during the First World War-the huge book."

During the conversation, you have reached your destination.

The woman stopped the car and unbuckled her seat belt.

"...I am very grateful to Mr. Mark Beth. He deceived me, but he also awakened me. I really understand the teacher's wish, so today I will take you to stand here."

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Makishima Seigo sat on the single sofa with a collection of poems in his hand, as if he was not surprised by your arrival.

Diagonally opposite him, Fujima and Wang Ling were bickering.Seeing Asagami Fujino's face, the black-haired lady suddenly turned cold, looking full of hostility, and directly sarcastically said:

"Look who this is... Ha, a political rookie who has officially debuted and came back to see old acquaintances? Qiangami, you don't think that your place will always be reserved here, do you?"

"Rikako...you should use your brain once in a while, this sarcasm is completely meaningless," Fujima waved at you with a smile, and dissed his companion's lingo on the way, "Miss Fujino is obviously more important than you, at least in realizing the overthrow of Sibi Pull on this goal. So there's definitely a place for it, teacher, right, teacher?"

"It may be hyenas rather than righteous people who gather together for a purpose. Fujima, don't lower yourself to the point of ugly."

After closing the collection of poems, the silver-haired young man sighed, as if he was telling the kindergarten children not to fight.But none of the people he entrusted was good to each other, even the most honest Wang Lingli Huazi had double-digit lives in his hands.

'It's so ironic, the mysterious man who claims to be a revolutionary has only killers as his companions.Could it be said that normal people are not worthy of reflecting on social ills? '

You lower your eyes, pretending not to see this scene.

You don't believe that he doesn't know the crazy nature of the people under his command. As the saying goes, birds of a feather—so there is definitely something wrong with Makishima Shōgo who is surrounded by murderers!

"Asakami, how does it feel to revisit the old place?" Makishima Seigo asked gently as he looked at Asakami Fujino, who looked like an ordinary person.

"Very good, teacher. In fact, I didn't intend to disturb you." Fujino was respectful and docile, ignoring the sneer of Wangling Lihuazi in the background sound, "If it wasn't for Mr. Daust's needs, I would continue my work."

As if to inspire the students to think, Makishima Shenghu calmly asked: "So, what made you judge that it is necessary to bring Mr. Daust here?"

"I guess, you and that clever detective have a tacit understanding, don't you?" The purple-haired girl covered her mouth and smiled, her tone full of confidence, "Even if it is said to let rare birds grow freely, it is impossible to really put them in place. In the wilderness without monitoring. You have coveted Mr. Edogawa's wisdom for so long, of course you will not miss this opportunity to break the other party's belief."

"...Huh? According to you, Qiangami, it seems that I am deliberately creating conflicts."

"Of course you don't have to do it yourself. Adding fuel to the flames is your forte, isn't it?"

"Wow, it seems that Fujino-chan has grown a lot." Fujima whistled and applauded frivolously, "So, the female politician is planning to come back to make a deal? Then you have miscalculated...Compared to the still in its infancy You, the teacher can cooperate with big shots."

"But the teacher is already cooperating, isn't he? Intelligence warfare... this is the part you are best at." Asakami Fujino walked slowly in front of Makishima Shenghu without saying a word, "Mr. Cui Jiushan is not here recently Your side, otherwise, you would not let me come over at this time, as an uncontrollable variable," said the woman, leaning down and staring at those golden eyes at a close distance, "...then, have I Has it grown to the point where you can see it, teacher?"

Makishima Shenghu praised without hesitation: "Amazing growth."

Hearing this, Fujino shook his head slightly, bit his lips and denied: "You are lying, teacher. My growth rate is still not enough to match your ambition."

Recalling the words of the young man holding the doll, the purple-haired girl's eyes blurred:

"Those who have obtained the truth will madly pursue deeper puzzles; those who have reached the ceiling will try in vain to break the invisible boundaries. Are you planning to let that gentleman participate in your game?"

The silver-haired teacher played with taste: "Don't you think so? The more players, the better. If there is no audience and performers, how lonely a grand drama will be."

"Is that Miss Angel also one of your bargaining chips, or is she worth just like catnip?"

"Catnip only attracts cats, but that lady angel, in addition to wayward cats, can also attract greedy sharks." Makishima Shenghu stood up, supported Fujino's right hand with one hand, and lowered it gently. A kiss, "I want to apologize, Miss Asakami, you are more interesting than I imagined."

In response, Asakami Fujino bowed his knees with a satisfied expression: "Thank you, my question has been answered, teacher."

Seeing this, the silver-haired youth finally turned his attention to you.

Different from the teacher-like persuasion shown in the conversation with Fujino, the man looks like a leader at this time - the aura around him is completely different, it is closer to Mr. Mori's sense of leadership, which makes people feel more pressured.

"Mr. Daust, it's been a long time. What good news will you bring me?"

Hearing this, you darkened your eyes and warned:

"It's better for you to treat me as a bird of mourning, Makishima-san. I'm more curious than passing on news for you. Did you take someone who shouldn't be taken away?"

"That depends on how you define [voluntary], Mr. Key, you can rest assured that I only have guests who stay here voluntarily."

Saying so lightly, Makishima smiled mysteriously.

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The author has something to say:

I'm late talker, today's song, "HurtsLikeHell" by Fleurie.It has nothing to do with the article, it has something to do with the mood of the chatterbox gentleman [The opening topic was canceled for some reason, sad reminder that the chatterbox gentleman will have to wait until the end of August or September, leaving humble tears]

Take heart, at least the recent busyness has been greatly reduced, can you update every day? 【Blind eyes】

The Shura field was settled, and Bai Mao tried to kill the dealer. Do you know where Mr. Sen is?

Ah, Mark Bess is one of the previous hackers, the one who fooled Fujino, he came from "The Shining Two", as I said, very important background information, um.

Today's question: Do you love me? [Strike out], what is the tacit understanding between Ranbu and Baimao?

感谢在2020-06-2921:28:43~2020-06-3023:41:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ulysses 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 277 bottles of Caro charcoal;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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