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Simple but hearty home-cooked dishes filled the dining table, and Osamu Dazai knocked on the door of Mori's house.

In order to deceive the innocent high school girl, Osamu Dazai created a well-behaved image of the Miyoshi youth, as if the scumbag who threatened to eat the child last night was not him.

"Dazai-kun looks so young, is he already working?" Mao Lilan chatted with Dazai while feeding Conan.

The only adult in the family has passed out drunk in the room, and Mao Lilan can only shoulder the responsibility of making the guests feel at home.

Fortunately, the new neighbor is a very good talker, his voice is neither urgent nor slow, his speech is decent, and his speech is gentle. Except that half of his eyes are covered with a bandage, which looks a little strange, it can be said that the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

"My family passed away early, so I can only go out to work early." Osamu Dazai sighed melancholy, his iris-colored eyes reflected like lakes with clusters of violets, "If it weren't for the help from distant relatives, I wouldn't even have a place to live. .”

"Sorry for bringing up your sadness." Mao Lilan said apologetically, "Did Conan and the others bother you?"

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai, who doesn't like children at all, said perfunctorily, and took the time to recall the background information that Lingling passed to him before he left the house.

In the first two days of his arrival, Osamu Dazai was busy learning about the different world, so he didn't pay attention to the initial identity that Ling Ling arranged for him.It wasn't until Kogoro Mori's drunken nonsense aroused Osamu Dazai's interest that he temporarily asked Ling Ling to show him the cheat sheet.

"I heard that Mihua Town is the former residence of Mr. Yusaku Kudo, and he has always been my idol." Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and said nonsense. In fact, he only knew Yusaku Kudo's name half an hour ago. "I am a down-and-out The writer, who is not well-known, is still being rejected by the magazine."

That's right, as a literary hero training system, no matter which world Zero Zero arranges for Osamu Dazai, the initial status is a full-time writer.The purpose is to always remind him not to forget the purpose of their crossing when he is doing things, don't just think about having fun, but be ambitious and open up the territory to learn about it.

"Is big brother also writing mystery novels?" Conan asked, he thought Dazai Osamu was more suitable for writing supernatural novels or Egyptian literature, what a perfect pharaoh cockerel.

"Hmm... To be honest, I only wrote nonfiction literature." Dazai Osamu thought for a while, "The sales are not bad."

The most famous satirical documentary in port Mafia, "The Unyielding Mr. Zhongye This Week", broke the internal sales record of Mafia as soon as it was released, and still firmly occupies the leading position in the sales list. Not bad.

Thinking about it this way, Osamu Dazai is also a person with experience in illegal publishing. It seems that God destined him to embark on the path of literature, and he almost cried out in relief.

"Mystery novels are also very good. This world is the most mature soil for reasoning literature. Master can definitely try it!" Ling Ling, who was tucked into Osamu Dazai's pocket and teased the dog, was instantly excited. When it came to literature, she was not sleepy, she The soul of the system is burning!

Lingling usually doesn't make a sound when outsiders are around, but once she talks about her desire, she can't stop at all. The little girl closed her mouth and jumped anxiously on the spot twice, and came up with a good idea.

Live chat is not available, she can leave a message!

After thinking it through, Ling Ling stood frantically vomiting text bubbles on the screen, one after another light blue bubbles carrying black text rose slowly, and densely accumulated at the top of the screen, accumulating more and more, as if black clouds were overwhelming the top.

"Aww?" The three-headed little black dog tilted his head to look at the bubbles flying in the air, and hopped his short legs desperately, trying to smash the bubbles with the tip of his nose.

However, it is too short to even touch the bubble tail, so it can only stand on the spot and gradually shut itself down, pitifully.

When a person can't speak, her typing speed must be superb.

Lingling has already entered the state of selflessness, outputting crazily to Dazai Osamu, and being shaken into a goat by the mobile phone in his coat pocket, vividly expressing Lingling's unparalleled interest in this topic.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the phone by the action of chopping rice: the little girl was submerged in the blue text bubble, and was drowning and struggling in the "ocean". The little black dog buried his head in the sand, only a round buttocks were exposed , the short tail flicks straight.

Two mentally retarded people get together, double mentally retarded.

Osamu Dazai swallowed the smile in his throat by swallowing the rice, he buried his head behind the rice bowl, his shoulders trembled suspiciously.

Mao Lilan couldn't see Osamu Dazai's expression, and wondered worriedly if he mentioned the sad things of the guest just now, such a man, why did he cry all of a sudden?

"Are... are you okay?" She asked in a soft voice, "Mihua Town has unemployment benefits, please don't give up hope of life, Dazai-kun!"

Osamu Dazai, who is an executive of Mafia and earns one million a year, easily: "..."

"No, I'm just thinking of happy things." Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and waved his hands. He followed Mao Lilan's words and said, "I haven't been able to support myself with manuscript fees. I have eaten takeaway for several days. Beautiful Miss, your invitation saved my life."

Hey, don't just open your mouth to flirt with a girl, you frivolous man.

Conan pretended to interrupt Osamu Dazai casually, "Big brother is living on the relief of the family now? Could it be that he was rushing to draft last night?"

"That's right," Osamu Dazai lied without blinking, "That house belongs to my aunt, and it has been idle for a long time. Her son and my cousin lent me the house temporarily."

To tell the truth, no matter what method Conan uses to verify, Osamu Dazai's identity is impeccable.

The moment he came to this world, Ling Ling then jumped into the information sea of ​​world consciousness, prying the BUG of the barrier to create a brand new identity card, and creating a person who does not exist in the world.

Birth certificates from hospitals, graduation files from primary, junior, high and high schools, train ticket purchase records, utility bills... the proofs that represent traces of the existence of "people" are inserted into the huge and complicated society one by one, and the figures that are dissociated from the crowd are reunited into the world.

The only thing that cannot be amended is human memory. Among the identities arranged by Ling Ling for Dazai Osamu, there is only one "cousin" left in the kinship relationship, and he is the only existing witness.

"Well, although I don't know what will happen, my program tells me that this person will not reveal the identity of the owner." When Osamu Dazai raised a question, Lingling sat on the snow and babbled face to face while being vague He said, "Don't worry, my analysis is 100% accurate."

Osamu Dazai is not at ease at all, he has a big problem with jio.

What is zero zero?Is it a reliable honest AI?

No, she's an artificial retard.

Whenever you think she is unreliable, she is always very reliable.But when you think she should be reliable, she will definitely do things.

Don't forget that Ling Ling is a master at playing word games.She cheated Osamu Dazai not once or twice, the last time Nakahara Chuya's iron fist sanctioned Dazai Osamu still felt a dull pain in the back of his head.

With such a vague explanation, there must be a conspiracy!

Lingling, who was dissed by Osamu Dazai madly in her heart, was still struggling in the sea of ​​text bubbles. She held on to her short black dog's tail to keep her balance, paddled breaststroke on the beach, and finally emerged from the bubbles to breathe fresh. Air.

"Mistake, the screen of the mobile phone is still too small." Lingling lay on the text bubble, like a penguin with its belly turned out, "I'm so tired, is my ban over?"

Not yet, Osamu Dazai was flirting with girls while eating, completely forgetting about the weak AI in his pocket who was forced to mute.

Ling Ling knows Dazai Osamu's plan: "Edogawa Conan" and "Moori Ran" are the only two names that appear on the world profile. As a foreign population in a different world, Dazai Osamu is still skeptical about the information Ling Ling gave, Compared with the content provided by Ling Ling, he believed in what he saw with his own eyes.

"It's too slow." Lingling grunted, she was lying on the bubble and dangling her legs, "It's too slow, too slow, won't my main task be completely put on hold?"

"Master is an idiot," she stretched her waist, and said energetically, "At the critical moment, we still have to rely on the mature and reliable Ling Lingda!"

"It's almost time." Lingling looked up and looked outside the screen, through the cotton fabric, she looked at the outside world that was dozens of times larger than her.

The world in Zero Eye is different from that of human beings:

Countless silver numbers flowed across the eyes. The apple on the table was engraved with black scales, and the scales were filled with cold chemical elements. English letters and numbers were squeezed together. No appetite.

The same is true for human beings. Lingling relies on data and ingredients to distinguish different people, rather than appearance and demeanor.Beauty and ugliness have nothing to do with her, she can't see it, and she doesn't care.

Only the power of words cannot be quantified by data. It is obviously just the arrangement and combination of "words" and "words", but it is full of surging vitality that cannot be analyzed by the best electronic programs.

What a mesmerizing creation, as captivating as the ethereal yet solid master in her eyes.

Osamu Dazai is completely different from other people in Ling Ling's eyes: he is like a black and white shadow intertwined, foggy, and disappears invisible when the wind blows.But he always exists in the world, drifting away and then scattered, and in the end he is still him, lonely and hopeless isolated from the world.

Zero Zero loves all creations that cannot be analyzed, just as those born with knowledge seek unsolvable puzzles.

"I like the master very much, and I want to make him happy." Ling Ling looked up at a fluctuating text stream, "So I prepared the surprise color of love~ Only by surprise can you be caught off guard, my dear master , it's time to open your eyes and face the reality of the world!"

Humph, since this world is named "Detective Conan", its main theme cannot be a warm neighborhood comedy.

This episode of Conan is already halfway through, how could the screams that the audience and friends were looking forward to have not yet sounded!Our 24-hour model worker Meguro police officer, get your number plate, it's time for you to come out.

The only witness of the new identity is Osamu Dazai's cheap cousin. Question: How can he recognize this cheap cousin and gift him a house in friendship?

Intimidate?Incentives?Millennium kill?

"Only the dead can keep secrets. When preparing the identity for the master, I deliberately screened people who were about to die recently to forge kinship identities."

Ling Ling jumped from one text bubble to another, happy parkour: "There are almost no flaws in this way, and it also complies with the rules of the world. It is the optimal solution in theory."

However, the theoretical optimal solution is often equal to the actual cheating.

This plan is good everywhere, the only problem is...

"Hello, is this Mr. Osamu Dazai?" An old acquaintance, Police Officer Megure, knocked on the door of Mori Detective Agency.

He didn't bother to say hello to Conan Xiaolan, and went straight to Dazai Osamu, and took out the arrest warrant in his arms.

"You were arrested on suspicion of murdering Mr. Taro Tanaka's estate," Police Officer Megure said seriously, "Please come with us."

"The only problem is that the owner is the only close relative of his cousin. Once the cousin dies abnormally, as the heir to the direct inheritance, he is the first suspect." Spreading his hands, "If it is not an abnormal death, Then nothing happens.”

In short, once something happened, it was all because Osamu Dazai himself was too unofficial, and it was definitely not her fault.