On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

At dusk, Chuya went back to his room early to get ready to rest.

Although I am not used to Japanese-style floor coverings, I am too lazy to bother when I go out.I lay obediently under the blanket and waited for Zhongye to get under the blanket, then rolled into his arms.

Well, he doesn't seem sleepy.

"Chung Ye?"

"Ok?"

"So what do you think about the intersection of 'Two-dimensional world' and 'reality'?"

"..."

"You really are still struggling with this," Chuya sighed, "How did Edogawa Ranpo answer you?"

I pouted aggrievedly: "He said 'so that's the case' and hung up on me..."

I looked at Zhong Ye with a pensive expression, grabbed his bathrobe by his chest and said in a bad voice, "Are you thinking 'too bad I can't hang up your phone'!"

"Don't talk nonsense," he grabbed my hand and clenched his collar, "I'm thinking about how to explain it to relieve your anxiety."

I instantly turned into a quiet quail, retracted into the bed and did not speak.

——It's annoying, why are you so straightforward.

"Tell me about this 'Conan' story."

I poked my head out and thought about it, and told all the things I remembered upside down.

"That's it." He let out a laugh in his nose, "It's very useful information."

"Is this how you feel?" I was upset.

Chuya put his hands behind his head and turned his head to look at me when he heard this.The cobalt blue eyes glowed faintly like jewels in the night sky in the room with only the night light on.

Then, he analyzed the winery's information for me...

I:…………

Ah, boss!Honey!Can you talk about the key points!flip table.jpg

But I followed his train of thought as I listened, and began to analyze it along with him.

……

"Chuya..." I asked hesitantly, "This seems a bit familiar."

"The organization I am looking for in Tokyo this time is called the Crow Organization, but since there is only one organization in Tokyo, it is considered the largest organization. According to what Ranbu said before... the Crow Organization cannot be the black organization with a bunch of wine names... ...?"

I think this plot is a bit sloppy. Could it be that I and Conan are eyeing the same opponent?

"...That's right." Zhongye's voice came from the side, with a sense of determination.

"You just said that there is a member of the Black Organization, 'Gin', who has been photographed the most. I have fought against him before, and he is a member of the Crow Organization."

I was startled, and said crookedly, "Why did you fight against him?"

"Before when Dazai and I first came here, we didn't come to you directly. We investigated the basic situation of the world and the situation of supernatural beings incognito. At that time, we had a conflict with them in the United States. Now they probably think that Dazai and I are investigating by the FBI. staff."

"This crow organization seems to have no supernatural powers, but it is very powerful. Now it seems that it should use technology to win."

I just feel that there are too many slots.It turns out that the consequence of the powerful organization is that he offended me by separating me from Zhongye, right?

Then can I ask for information directly from Conan?

Wait, but... am I getting involved in someone else's plot?Not sure if it's an important plot.

……

I got tangled up again, then turned back to the original topic, turned around and grabbed Chuya.

"Chuya, do you suspect that here in Yokohama... um... the situation is similar to that of Conan and the others..." I hesitated and asked euphemistically.

Chuya pulled his hand from under his head, turned over and hugged me: "Are you afraid that I am also a character in a cartoon? Do you feel that you are different from everyone in the world and have a sense of dissociation? Or are you worried? 'I' isn't really 'I'?"

I struggled and muttered: "It seems that there are..."

"Then how do you ensure that your original world is not a story told by others?"

"..."

"According to the situation of the crow organization we just discussed, it is obvious that many of the things in your memory do not match up. So there is no such thing as 'plot force'. If this is the case, then who is 'I'? What role does it play in the original 'plot', and what does it matter?"

"..."

Zhong also touched my lowered head, thought for a moment, and began to explain his thoughts to me.

"We are now in a parallel world, which is enough to illustrate the wonder of the world. Space and time meet, entangle, and separate in different dimensions."

"Two worlds facing each other may have a deep intersection, just like our world and this world, there are many similarities, and there is even a Central Plains that looks exactly the same; the shallow intersection may be like It’s the same as the original world you mentioned, and it’s relayed through words and pictures. Or it’s just someone’s flash of inspiration at a certain moment, and this moment’s “encounter” is the only fate between the two vast worlds.”

"There are a lot of things we can't see, just like I don't know if the ones I just guessed are completely false."

"So these things don't matter. There is no need to worry about things that you can't see through. As long as you know that it will not threaten my life, you can do whatever you want. Work and life have given me enough satisfaction, so how is the universe? It's working, and I'm not worried even though I'm curious."

"I remember every big decision I made. Whether it was joining the Port Mafia or proposing to you, I will never forget the feeling at that time-I always knew that this was what I wanted."

"There's no 'should', only 'would'. So I'm very relieved."

"Thinking about this step is enough, Zhao."

"No amount of thinking is the infinite longing of human beings when they look up at the starry sky, and it is the curiosity that human beings cannot get rid of for thousands of years. But we live on the earth after all, and the land under our feet is enough for us to run."

……

"Chuya," I interrupted him, "I have enlightened."

"I now feel that my life before today was too vulgar." I looked at him solemnly and blankly, "Now I understand...Although I don't seem to understand everything, but I seem to understand a little bit?"

"I don't have that kind of worldly desire now."

"Also, Zhongye, it's a great loss to human civilization that you don't engage in art."

"Do you think there will be a parallel world where you are a great poet? Or a sociologist? An astrophysicist?"

Chuya: ...

"Go to sleep," Zhong Ye indifferently reached out and covered my spitting mouth, "I don't think you need my solution at all."

"No! I'm so energetic now!" I lifted his hand away.

Strange, I feel sleepy every time I drink alcohol, not to mention I drank some strong alcohol this afternoon.It's a little abnormal to be excited right now.

I slammed forward and moved closer to Chuya's face: "Are you sleepy?"

Zhong Ye: ...

"I'm sleepy, you can play by yourself. Good night."

Chu also turned over indifferently and turned away, ignoring me.

"No, no, no!" I wrapped my arms around Zhongye's slender waist, and put my hands around him to untie the belt of his bathrobe.

Zhong Ye was startled, he didn't bother to pretend to be indifferent, and grabbed my rapist's hand tightly.

"you?!"

I just threw the quilt away, got up and sat on Zhongye's waist to peel off his clothes.

Zhong Ye's body became stiff, and his face clearly showed a charming bright red under the warm light of the night light.

"Didn't you just say that you don't have that worldly desire???"

I quickly stripped him naked, and said solemnly, "The desire for you is not worldly, but sacred!"

He covered his face helplessly.

Feeling that his other hand was on my waist and wanted to overturn me, I immediately grabbed his two arms and clasped them by my sides, and said to him quite seriously: "Be good, don't move."

Zhong Ye: ...

"You're going to catch a cold."

I paused, stretched jio silently, hooked the quilt back and put it on honestly_(:з」∠)_

……

……

……

"I want to take a shower..."

In the middle of the night, I was already so sleepy that I kowtowed frequently, and I still refused Zhongya, who had just come out of the bathroom covered in moisture, to ask me to get up and take a shower tomorrow, and climbed to the bathroom by myself.

The bathroom in the room should have been designed as a large one-way glass on the outside wall, and there is a beige curtain on the inside, which is probably for customers who can't accept the glass wall.

Without turning on the light, I glanced out twice, and I saw the bright lights of Tokyo city in my eyes.The hot spring water reflecting the night lights in the courtyard is also calm and without waves... No waves?

Ok?

It seems that someone...

It's really emotional to stay up in the hot springs in the middle of the night.

No... that person is also dressed too tightly, right?It's not winter anymore, how can this be a hot spring?

I took a quick shower, all the while staring at the figure that had almost melted into the night.

The baggy clothes concealed his figure, and the low brim of the hat made it impossible for me on the second floor to see his neck.He carried a square suitcase and walked towards a guest room on the west side, looking around cautiously on the way.

The door of a room on the corner of the first floor on the west side, which was originally dark and quiet, opened a crack, and a little white light belonging to the mobile phone screen leaked out.

As the thin black figure squeezed sideways through the crack of the door, the faint light disappeared with a click.The quiet night returned to silence, as if it had never woken up.

……

"Chuya Chuya!" I ran out of the bathroom and rushed towards the dozing Chuya.

"!"

Naka was also surprised by the change in my mental state from half-dead to revived.

Ignoring his reaction, I told him what I saw just now.

"Based on my detective's intuition! I think I can eat a big melon!"

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong was also pulled up by me, and was forced to move with me to the door of the small room to poke and eavesdrop.

Too bad you can't hear anything from outside.

……

After thinking about it, I think the probability of them being supernatural beings should be quite small, so I boldly put another big one outside the wall of our space, and directly put their room in it.

I bet right.

There are four people in the small room.One is letting the wind out at the gate, which is just a door away from us; the other is staring out from the window on the other side of the room; the remaining two are the person who just came in, and the other should have been waiting in the room The other party came to negotiate.

The dim light in the room comes from an old desk lamp on the small wooden table in the center, illuminating a small area around the table with difficulty.

……

I took Zhongya and turned into a small dark corner of the room.Let go of the sound permeability of the space wall.

"...the quantity is okay..." said the sneaky guy wrapped like a rice dumpling, the voice should be a middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, since... we won't make it difficult for you," the young man opposite Zongzi said leisurely with a somewhat arrogant tone, "Company project..."

hateful!Three people staring at such a small room can't talk well!I hadn't been able to hear the important information from the beginning, and the voice was so low that people couldn't hear it clearly, and it came intermittently so that it was hard to recognize.

I dare not adjust the sound permeability any lower.

These three people should have two brushes for being so cautious. If our breathing was heard, it wouldn't be very exposed.

The man by the window approached the small central table, and the two people at the table immediately shut up.

Oh hoo?

These two people stared at this "uninvited guest" with vigilant eyes. Isn't the three of them a gang?Or is it that the corporate culture of the members of the gang is one of mistrust and stumbling each other?

"Bourbon, yes..." The new tall man spoke to the young boy with a strange Japanese accent, and his voice lowered immediately after the other made a gesture.

Damn it!This bourbon!So vigilant!How much salary did the boss pay? ! ? !

……

Bourbon?

Bourbon?

Oh hoo?I won the jackpot _(:з」∠)_

The last time I eavesdropped on Hong Kong|Hei’s corner, it was because Hong Kong|Hei was tricked by two rookie “partners”; today this is purely a coincidence, and I overheard the crow organization!

Looks like I have mascot potential for espionage.

No... Maybe it's because I was too unlucky today, testing back and forth on the verge of a car rollover.According to the law of character conservation, this is compensation...

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Is the spot you voted for that "Ms. Xiuzi" last time still there?I've completely forgotten about her in my mind lately...

With a guilty conscience, I quickly sensed it, and turned around from the fixed points that have been scattered all over Tokyo recently.

Um?No?

Not in Tokyo?

Tsk, it's all Wujo Satoru's fault, I've been sowing too much in the spot recently, like a dandelion sowing in the wind... I still have to find a needle in a haystack.

found it.

The fixed point is a bit unstable, and it is estimated to be damaged soon.Tomorrow, I have to take a look at the road to Tantan winery. Even if I can't do anything, I have to strengthen the fixed point.

I stared at the few in front of me again—I have to scatter too!

spread!Sprinkle it all up!

Zhong also kept tugging on me silently, for fear that I would be discovered by them when I got high.

……

"It doesn't seem right."

I just got a little closer to this young brother "Bourbon" to see what he looks like, and I was almost startled by his sudden words.

"Is it too quiet at the moment?"

I can rely on this? ! ? !Don't you even care about things like wind and leaves?

That... indeed, I covered this area completely, so that no sound can come in...

Realizing that something was wrong, I quickly withdrew from the outer space and slipped away with me.

…………

[Chuya Nakahara] Played a secret agent game with his wife in the middle of the night, and before he came back to say a word, he found Aoki Akira fell asleep at the speed of light directly after returning to the room, and was even hanging on his arm.

"I thought you were so energetic today." [Chuya Nakahara] muttered and stuffed Aoki Akira into the bed.

***

I don't know where I went, and there is no one around.

I looked at the clock on the wall in a daze, it was almost ten o'clock.

Climbing out of bed and stretching my arms and legs, I tried to mobilize my sleeping brain.

How about... I'll go find that "Mrs. Xiuzi" first to find out the way?

Just do it.

I left a note for Zhong Ye and turned to that unstable fixed point, stuck at the limit distance of about ten meters, and I also thought about the dark style of the crow organization that turned the space wall into black, The whole person prostrated on the ground.

I couldn't see anything due to the pitch-black vision, worried whether I would be discovered, and paid attention to listening to the outside world for any movement.

Then suddenly woke up - why don't I come back at night? ? ? ?

……

_(:з」∠)_

I really didn't wake up.

I hammered my head annoyedly, and with all my remaining rationality, I hurriedly sprinkled spots on the ground, wall, and ceiling—if there were any—in an attempt to quickly retreat when no one noticed me.

There was a sound of footsteps not far away, followed by the creaking sound of the door opening.

I froze in place.

The curiosity that killed the cat and the desire to die were arguing fiercely in my head, and I tried to decide where to go with my left and right hands.

……

"Boss."

A rather pleasant female voice came from not far away.

I:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Me, I broke into the base camp? ? ? ? ?