When the double black penetrates the if line

If Conan was to explain the most memorable event of that day, his answer would not be the perverted conversation he accidentally overheard, or the discovery that the two pilots of a whole plane were unconscious, let alone The momentary anxiety when he was forced to show his flaws.

No, compared to what happened later, Conan felt that the day he experienced was nothing.

That orange-haired young man—he learned from the conversation that it was a young man named Nakahara Chuya, after taking off his gloves, he lazily glanced at the black-haired young man next to him: "Hey, bastard Dazai, you Stay away from me...and don't lean against the door frame of the cockpit."

"Chuya is really going too far." Osamu Dazai sighed, and said aggrievedly, "As long as it is not in direct contact, Disqualification in the World will not be activated. It is really too much for you to say this even though you know this. gone."

"Really?" Zhong also raised the corners of his mouth, and said unceremoniously in a very polite tone, "I'm sorry, actually I think you will hinder my performance by standing there, and it is very likely that I will let you stand there if I am not careful. You flew out of the plane. As a huge mental distraction, don't you have the self-consciousness to stay away from me?"

Human disqualification?Fly out of the cabin?

Conan was at a loss when he heard this, and felt that the two must be making some secret signal that he didn't know.

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai sighed, "I thought that after we became boyfriends, you would have a better impression of me, but why do you still find me so unpleasant?"

Although he had guessed in his heart for a long time, when he heard the word boyfriend, Conan couldn't help but choked up and almost choked on his saliva.

However, before he could recover from the surprise of learning about this extraordinary relationship, he saw Zhong Yuanzhong also put his palm on the deck of the plane.

...does this action represent any meaning?

Before Conan could go through this interrogative sentence in his mind, Chuya Nakahara showed a arrogant smile on his face.

He took a deep breath, and in the next second, the dark red light suddenly swept across the sky, covering the entire plane.

"Get up...!" Zhong Yuanzhong gritted his teeth, and he could feel the surging energy in his body gushing out.

The plane that was falling down without looking back suddenly paused in the air for a moment, and then, bit by bit, the nose of the plane gradually rose back up.

Nakahara Chuya's supernatural abilities have always been very strong, and even appear to be beyond the rules because of the power from the gods.

On weekdays, it is not uncommon for Zhong Yuanzhong to lift the building with his bare hands, but compared to those things, it is much more difficult to control the entire plane and the passengers on it without falling.

As time passed bit by bit, several blue veins protruded from Nakahara Chuya's forehead, sweat wet the broken hair on the forehead, and a few drops dripped into his eyes along the eyelashes.

But at the same time, the entire plane also changed its original falling trajectory, and has recovered its original balance, and is gradually rising.

"This..." Conan couldn't believe what was happening in front of his eyes. He looked at Chuya Nakahara in front of him, and in his heart he learned from the interaction of forces in elementary school, to the balance of two forces and the conservation of energy in junior high school, all the way to what he learned in high school. The first, second and third laws of Newton that he learned flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Newton, Einstein, Copernicus, Aristotle...

A series of scientific giants from ancient to modern times flashed through his mind. Conan stared blankly at Chuya Nakahara, feeling the plane under his feet gradually becoming stable. Finally, there was only one thought left in his mind——

Come on man!Newton's coffin can't hold it down anymore! ! !

"Oh, so you're still a little struggling?" At this moment, Osamu Dazai softly said, "I think you need a little help."

"Isn't this nonsense, bastard Osamu Dazai." Nakahara also gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "If you hadn't become my boyfriend now and could fly airplanes, otherwise I would have You were thrown out of the window."

"What?" Conan finally recovered from his trance, and looked at Osamu Dazai in surprise.

If he can fly a plane, then the previous sentence can't fly a plane...

It's to test yourself.

Conan couldn't hold back, and cursed a curse in his heart.

As for himself, he followed the trap of the black-haired young man, revealing his flaws.

I don't know if these two mysterious youths with special abilities have anything to do with the Black Organization.If their identity is known to them, will they...

"Don't worry, brat." Osamu Dazai had already sat on the driver's seat. He looked at a series of various control devices on the operation panel and said calmly without looking back, "We have nothing to do with that organization in black." , on the contrary, the two of us just failed to go undercover from inside and plan to run to Italy."

Conan looked at him in surprise, only to realize that he had just accidentally uttered the last sentence almost in a murmur.

But I still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since he is not a member of the Black Organization, he is relieved.

"Big brother, let me help you." Conan showed an innocent smile that only belonged to children, sat in the passenger seat, and said, "After all, it is still a bit difficult to fly a plane alone, and I have some experience, just Come to give you a deputy."

"Okay, kid, you still have a conscience." Osamu Dazai checked the air pressure, airflow and altitude while pulling down the joystick, "Then in exchange, big brother will reluctantly protect your secret."

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai ignored the happy expression that flashed across Conan's face for a moment, connected and performed several operations on the control panel, turned his head and said to Nakahara Nakaya, "I have turned on the autopilot. After that, just keep an eye on it at any time, and manually operate it when it is about to land."

"I knew you could fly a plane." Zhong Yuan stood up and snorted coldly, "Then you didn't say it on purpose before."

"Because I can barely operate a little bit." Osamu Dazai smiled and said in a coquettish tone, "When I panicked before, I accidentally forgot."

This is not something that can be easily forgotten, and judging by your skilled movements, it is obvious that it is not as simple as just being able to operate a little bit.

Conan looked at Osamu Dazai, thinking calmly, but asked curiously: "What was the other big brother doing just now? Could it be..."

Speaking of this, Conan had to pause for a moment to recover his expression and three views that were about to collapse. He decided to struggle for a while: "Could it be that just now... is there some special emergency device on the plane that we don't know about?"

"How is it possible?" Osamu Dazai snorted mercilessly, bent down and looked straight into Conan's eyes, as if he felt that it was a matter of smashing the truth that a staunch materialist believed in for so many years. It's very interesting, "It's just an ordinary airliner, you think too much. Of course it's because Zhong can also control gravity."

"Manipulate...gravity." Conan said dryly, only feeling that his brain wanted to go on strike and run away from home.

He laughed twice: "Hehe, big brother, stop joking with me. Although I am very young, I also know that things like gravity cannot be manipulated casually."

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist in this world." Osamu Dazai and Conan fought each other, and retorted with a smile, "Little friend, you don't seem to know such things as supernatural powers."

"Extraordinary ability..."

Isn't this something that only appears in science fiction movies? !

"Oh, forget it." Dazai Osamu sighed softly, as if regretting.He turned his head and snapped his fingers at Zhongya Zhongyuan, "Chuya, come and perform for this kid Conan."

"Don't tell me I'm some kind of acrobat, bastard Dazai." Nakahara couldn't hold back, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, but obediently put his hand into his pocket and took out a lighter.

He moved lazily, and almost inadvertently threw the lighter into the air.

The lighter didn't fall off.

Conan's jaw dropped.

"See?" Osamu Dazai smiled happily, admiring the broken expression on Conan's face, "Chuya's supernatural ability is to control gravity. When our plane was about to fall before, Chuya used this ability Manipulating the entire plane back to its original altitude."

"...I think I may need to be quiet." Conan glanced at the data on the aircraft control panel, jumped off the co-pilot seat, "Uncle Dazai, all the data of the aircraft are stable, I believe you can It can be manipulated. I won’t come to cause trouble for you as a primary school student, I’ll go first.”

After finishing speaking, he quickly ran out of the cockpit as if he had a sequelae.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Dazai Osamu looked at Conan's disappearing figure in an instant, and couldn't help sighing, "It seems that children nowadays don't have a very good mental capacity."

"Okay, don't tease him anymore." Nakahara Nakaya muttered as he sat down on the passenger seat, "Let me take a rest."

Osamu Dazai knew that Chuya Nakahara's previous manipulation was exhausting, so he calmed down, allowing Chuya Nakahara to close his eyes and rest.

……

When Nakahara Nakaya opened his eyes again, the plane had successfully landed at the destination.

"Hey, Chuya, wake up." Osamu Dazai was standing beside him, shaking his shoulders gently.

It seems that because there was no response, Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue and said to himself: "Why haven't you woke up... Are you so sleepy? Could it be that I have to give Chuya a kiss to be like the one in the fairy tale?" Wake him up like Sleeping Beauty?"

After saying this, it seemed that even Osamu Dazai felt that it was a little too nasty.

He hissed lightly: "...Chuya, I think you're awake."

"Yes." Nakahara Nakaya opened his eyes, and Osamu Dazai's magnified face occupied the entire field of vision.

He angrily pushed Osamu Dazai away, then stood up from the driver's seat: "Are we here?"

"That's right." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Except for being more than ten minutes behind schedule, the entire plane and its passengers landed intact."

"That's good." Zhong Yuan Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.He turned his head and looked out of the large driving glass.

From this angle, he could see the passengers coming and going in the airport building. The outer walls of the airport building were also made of glass, so with Nakahara Chuya's eyesight, he could clearly see the faces of everyone inside.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze flicked lightly, and just as he was about to take it back, his gaze suddenly froze.

The heart in the chest also skipped a row.

"...What's wrong? There's something wrong with your expression?" Osamu Dazai noticed the difference in Nakahara Chuya very keenly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also swallowed lightly, did not answer, just pointed in a direction in the airport building.

Osamu Dazai followed his gaze, and then saw the thing Nakahara Chuya noticed.

To be precise, it was that person.

"Oh my God..." Osamu Dazai said softly, neither joy nor sorrow in his voice, "It really is... a fate."

On the first floor of the airport building, not far from the gate, carrying a dark blue suitcase, wearing a black suit, and a black-haired young man with his right eye wrapped in layers of bandages.He was standing in a very easy-going posture, his gaze was fixed somewhere inside the airport building, and he didn't notice the two pairs of gazes fixed on him outside the airport.

That black-haired young man was the leader Osamu Dazai who was supposed to follow in the footsteps of the Black Organization in Tokyo to obtain the medicine they developed.

"...Why is he here?" Zhong Yuan asked softly, "Did he change his plan and stop going to find that black organization?"

"No." Standing beside him, Osamu Dazai said in a soft and slow voice, "That's not the case. It is impossible for me in this world to give up something that can bring the dead back to life. The Central Plains also revived the plan.

"I think it's more accurate to say that the leader Osamu Dazai gave up his original plan, it should be..."

"The two of us were tricked by my dear Ango Sakaguchi."