i may be a bug

Life is really confusing.

——Tanikawa Kakutani

"I don't want you to be my legacy when I die."

On a sunny day, Dr. Muduo, who was no longer young, said, "Will you die with me?"

When he was young, Dr. Muduo would never have imagined that he would have such a weak old age.He was busy saving my life, putting the ribs that had pierced my heart back into place under a shadowless lamp.

After the surgery, he counted the toll my suicide had taken on him and concluded by saying, "Your body wants to live more than you do."

I don't want to talk, after all, this repertoire has been repeated too many times, and it all ended in my failure.Dr. Mudo was a psychiatrist for me. He wanted to correct my concept of suicide.But I didn't want to commit suicide because I was confused, I felt that the world was false, and I didn't fit in. I didn't have any pathological mental disorder.

I was purposeful and just wanted to die.

"Isn't that great? Mr. Muduo, I came to see you against my instinct."

"Not very well. I want you to be my inheritance."

——Prologue of "Möbius Ring"

The easiest things are the hardest to do.

The clever Mr. Detective understood this, so he never tried to make me understand something, to pull me out of my psychological defenses.

Is it easy for him?

easy.

is it hard?

Also really hard.

His opponent was never me, who knew nothing, but himself.He knew what his actions would bring, so he hesitated.

In the end, he could only say something like "you can leave at ease, I will help you", without asking me if I knew about the truth or dare, whether he was telling the truth or taking a risk, it would all be the same sentence .

That night, my long-lost IQ went online once, and then scared him.

"I remember, senior, you said that when you play games, you will only lose when you want to lose."

——"1+1=2" final chapter

From these two paragraphs, you can see my recent efforts. When others think that I am writing horror love stories, I try to use these two books to tell them that what I write is really everyday.By the way, I worked hard to try the love operation in "1+1=2", and then... Later, I felt that love... I have never experienced it, and the heroine in the article does not deserve it!

At the end of the writing, I, who only know how to write non-fiction literature and can only write a diary, felt that it was too difficult for them to fall in love with divergent thinking.

For example, the plot of the big adventure in reality, I want to write about the heroine in the novel, that is, Miss Kiko Xiaolu Luan bumps, and then shyly agrees, and when I explain my promise afterwards, the two of them are together naturally.

You asked if there was such a development in the text... Cough, my pen told me that I thought it was okay, but I couldn't write it. When I wrote about this incident, it was originally to start the sweet moment of the full text, but the result——

It would be nice if my mind went blank at this time, maybe I could still feel the mood of the little deer bumping around. As a result, I have been counting how much money I have since the party started.

Therefore, at this time, I know very clearly in my mind that even in the big adventure, I can't get rid of the shadow of poverty.

I opened my mouth and said again when I heard my voice, "Senior, I don't have any money right now, so I can't afford to support you. Can we wait until I have money?"

——The poverty revealed from the text.

After all, this book is about a poor girl and a detective boy with outstanding IQ. I grafted the background to the Armed Detective Agency, so that it has the atmosphere of "I can fall in love this time" from the background.

Before writing, I was full of confidence: What is so rare about being in love, isn’t it just a best friend to add some polish, I believe in the friendship between me and Heibu!It's as simple as 1+1=2!

Me after I finished writing: Goldbach's conjecture is really a jewel in the crown of mathematics and science, love, what love?Can my IQ prove "1+1"?

My readers finally understand me this time.

Many readers have written in to say:

"I finally understand that Mr. Baishui is actually sympathetic. In the final chapter, what Ms. Kiko said was just Mr. Baishui's pity for Detective Kudo.

Miss Kiko, who was troubled by poverty, was able to use all her savings to please the little detective, and the little detective silently handed over his salary to Miss Kiko.When I saw this, I thought Teacher Baishui was finally willing to have a warm and healing love, but in the end...

After all, it is still depressing.

Ms. Kiko couldn't understand the two people who were able to be together, and the little detective couldn't let her understand. In the end, there was only one agreement that would not be fulfilled. "

"After reading the beginning: Is Teacher Baishui being threatened?

After reading the ending: It really is Teacher Baishui! "

"Are you sure it's not documentary literature? Characters always have a subtle sense of déjà vu, teacher."

……

"I don't like unsolved mysteries, so I came to you."

……

What I write is documentary literature, Ayatsuji is the most accurate description, "It's the same as what you saw with your own eyes."

The Ability Secret Service Section is now using my book as a character analysis. After the Russians saw Dostoevsky's profile, they understood the recent surge in workload very well.

They figured it out.

I don't have the guts to talk about Tuosi's ideals. I just say that he wants to destroy the world.But because it is indeed my personal experience, the Russians are very similar to Fyodor, the five-decayed Fyodor, cough, profile, there is nothing wrong with it, right?

What does it have to do with me being asked to do something by him in the Supernatural Secret Service Division?

I'm just a light novelist who has been in the Supernatural Secret Service for many years and hasn't been out much.

As for Mori Ogai, oh, I’ve seen it before, and I think he has an outstanding temperament. I wrote it indiscriminately. Who knows it’s right in the heart?

When Ango Sakaguchi met with him, his scalp became numb when he asked him a single sentence, and he almost worked overtime for three days.

"Is this an act of using the image of others without their permission to make a profit?"

He was pressing a copy of "Mobius Ring" under his hand, and such a sentence came out of nowhere during the negotiation.

But after a while, he laughed himself out: "Just kidding, it doesn't look like the effect is very good."

This kind of scalp-numbing thing, because my threat is too great, they can only swallow it silently, work hard overtime, and watch their colleague Ango Sakaguchi being dragged away from the overtime scene by me with envy and hatred.

They are weak, pitiful and helpless, and no one dares to offend them.

I dare not even hear my cry.

When Fukuzawa Yukichi accompanied Edogawa Ranpo to the Supernatural Secret Service Division to look for me, I was contemplating my next novel. Ango Sakaguchi looked at me hesitantly, and finally smiled against his will: "M, you He has a talent for writing novels."

As Baishui Baihuo, in order to write light novels, the Supernatural Secret Service Section specially found me a house outside, and let those letters from readers be sent to that address, and then the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Section delivered them to me.

Starting from Ango Sakaguchi, the number of blades they took out of the envelopes was enough for the Supernatural Secret Service to change its name to the Blade Wholesale Factory and make a living by buying blades.

The place where we stayed has also been changed into a warm and comfortable home of light novels, me in furry pajamas, Ango Sakaguchi, Osamu Dazai, Ayatsuji, Fusutaro Oguri, and Sakunosuke Oda.

It seems that it is really out of tune with the social animal atmosphere of the Ability Secret Service Division.

In fact, the social animal atmosphere of the Supernatural Secret Service Division has also become furry because of my bear.Just serious on the outside, on the inside, who isn't a furry in pajamas?

Edogawa Ranpo was the reader who said he wanted to come to see me. We cleared the indoor furnishings to one side and vacated a living room.

Ango Sakaguchi, who finally changed into a formal suit, had a very stable expression, but after Edogawa Ranpo's first sentence came out, he needed to hold his glasses.

"You wrote this diary after going through all of this, right?"

The detective wearing glasses looks serious, calm and reliable, and Fukuzawa Yukichi is beside him, supporting him.

Strawberry Daifuku stuffed in my mouth, ready to watch the detective show.

"Can you communicate with yourself in a parallel world? Unconsciously?"

"No." He overturned his conclusion in the last second, frowning in a rare way, "What did the other I do to you?"

While I was eating strawberry Daifuku, I looked at him in a daze. Although I didn't know what I looked like in his eyes, I was just a brat, and all I could answer was his initial affirmative sentence: "I've seen it before."

Edogawa Ranpo came to me because he wanted to solve the mystery, because he felt that he could not let someone he likes leave so easily, but it is impossible to see from the book why he chose to give up.

The reasons in the book were made up by me at random. The things are true, but the reasons are false.I don't know why, when I lied to Edogawa Ranpo, I thought I was very talented, but later I found out that smart people probably can't do anything to people with blank minds.

Is the detective in the eyes of a fool still called a detective?

I ignored all valid information.

The moment Edogawa Ranpo saw me, he was probably speechless for such an idiot like me, the two of us were eating snacks, and he muttered somewhere, "You idiot, you haven't written all the information! "

I looked at him confused and innocent, "I just saw it and wrote it down. Is there a problem?"

"idiot!"

My bear temper came on the spot, swept all the snacks on the table, and put my arms around it, "If you call me stupid, don't eat my snacks, just watch me eat, slightly!"

A six-year-old Edogawa Ranpo and I, a brat who caused a lot of headaches for the Supernatural Secret Service Division, ended up quarreling over snacks.

"A cheapskate and a big idiot, a famous detective wouldn't like a big idiot!"

"Eating my food and scolding me, what kind of detective are you!"

……

The two people with children watched silently from the sidelines, and did not try to persuade them to fight, probably because they were too young to try to persuade them to fight, so they had no way to start a fight.

However, after Edogawa Ranpo finished quarreling with me, he still played the demeanor of a famous detective and told the Supernatural Secret Service Division that I can see myself in the parallel world, and I have also seen the parallel world.

"It's about the same as the one you keep."

He was serious when he said this.

What he said was not a lie, but he certainly didn't say it completely, so when he was about to leave, I took out a bunch of thick snacks from the snack pile and gave them to him.

The Overtime Hell Package of the Supernatural Secret Service Division has been delivered.