My baby tamer can't be the leader

Logically speaking, as the audience at this moment, I have to give Dazai a little reaction... But just like ordinary people who heard the news of Apollo's moon landing in the last century, I can only admire at most, "It's too strong. "

... As for where the strength is, how do I know!I'm not a biology student!Although, as an ordinary person, I should be tempted at this moment, but my experience tells me that it is definitely not a good thing to make Dazai show that kind of expression...

Fortunately, Dazai is quite discerning when he is not doing things. He didn't let me let go for too long, but drew a small circle on the table with his finger, "If we say, this is what they have so far, in order to realize technology developed for this purpose."

"So." He drew another rather long line carelessly on one side of the circle. "That's what they're aiming for."

I stared at his movements and thought for a while, "Then, hasn't this already happened?"

Dazai was not in a hurry to answer me now, he tapped the table with his fingertips and said softly, "It's different."

"Just like nuclear fusion, if your question is 'can it be done', then the answer will be yes, no matter how unstable it is, there is a difference between 0 and 1 after all, but if you change the question to If it becomes 'Can we achieve controllable nuclear fusion with practical application value', then the answer will be completely different."

"What's more, in this regard, the path they have touched so far is even more unstable than the analogy I just made, and it only exists in theory for the time being."

"Then you mean, despite this, they have achieved certain results?" I followed his train of thought for a while, "An example?"

Dazai looked sideways towards the outside of the window, as if looking at something, but when I followed his gaze, I saw nothing, "Ah, you have actually seen it before, Xiaoqi."

What have I already seen?How long has this guy been candid? Is there 1 minute, and then the Riddler started again? ?

Riddler, get the hell out of Gotham!

If it were normal, I might still cooperate with the guessing, but I still have a hangover and headache at the moment, so I really can't cheer up, so I can only look at him with a blank eye, and by the way, I think about what else I still have. How can I force a confession on this product.

As if seeing that my expression was not very friendly at the moment, Dazai explained very politely, "This is actually a deeply involved secret, and even they themselves may not have noticed that they have already shown signs of success. , I know you don't like trouble... However, the existence of these information itself means instability, and there are some things that the less you know, the better."

I wanted to say something at first, but the waiter named Amuro Toru happened to serve the plate at this moment, gently placed the milk and coffee in front of Dazai and me, and wrote all over his face alone. A small plate of chicken breast was placed in front of the cat wagging its tail vigilantly.

"Please enjoy."

When he passed by Dazai's hand, I noticed that his eyes seemed to be sideways to Dazai's body, and Dazai leaned forward almost synchronously, holding the handle of the coffee cup naturally, like a prophet escaped the opponent's sight.

...Is it because my nerves are too sensitive, I always feel that there is something wrong with these two people... It is enough for me to have Dazai and a mysterious boy by my side!Mysterious boy x2 This luck is unnecessary!

I sighed, stretched out my hand to press my temple, took a sip of milk resignedly, and thought about how to relieve my headache... Laughing to death, it’s useless at all, this f*ck is not purely physical damage anymore, it’s completely mental damage !My brain cells have been squeezed miserably in my subjects and advanced mathematics, but Dazai here is still adding more buffs to me...

"Dazai... Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask the bottom line... But, I hope that every choice you make now is made according to your own will." I bowed With downcast eyes, "It's rare for me to see you so proactively... Seriously, if you put aside all the axioms, secularity and potential risks, I'm actually... quite happy for you."

Of course, it would be even better if he could set his goals more normally!

Dazai was stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes widened slightly, as if he didn't expect me to be so condescending, "Xiaoqi..."

"But I'll say it first!" I patted the table, and the tableware on the table vibrated, making a crisp knocking sound, "If you dare to follow the example of the leader Zai and sacrifice yourself silently, I will I'll find a rope and strangle you to death—what kind of expression do you have, shit, change another one, and I'll just burn a car of Osamu Dazai's limited-level doujinben to you!"

The expression on the other party's face instantly changed from heartbeat to death, even to the point of splitting, "No, this is already a nightmare just thinking about it, it's too much, this is torture, right?"

I sneered, "It's not enough at this level? When I have money, how about I hire the original author to give you a monologue by Osamu Dazai? Lonely boy? Huh?"

Now the person holding his forehead was finally replaced by Dazai, he leaned on the table, and said in a painful tone almost moaning, "Is this hell...too cruel, too evil..."

"Ok?"

He immediately changed his tone sensibly, "Xiaoqi, you are so smart, thinking about it this way, I don't think I will learn from... the leader Dazai Ji!"

It's just that he surrendered so quickly that I still looked at him suspiciously for a while, "How about..."

"No need." Dazai struggled for a while, and assured me reluctantly, "I will never do that...it's too much, Xiaoqi..."

"The really bad guy is the guy who wants to do that," I told him calmly, "If you want to take away an integral, most important part of my life, I'm going to want to do whatever it takes. Stop you... whoever wants to take him, he will become my enemy, the person I hate the most."

"Love and hate can exist at the same time, Dazai, do you understand this truth?"

He looked at me almost absent-mindedly for a while, as if he had lost the ability to understand language at this moment, and did not respond to my words.

I didn't care about his reaction either, but simply raised my head and drank a glass of milk in one breath, then stretched out my hand and pushed the cake in front of Dazai, letting him finish it for breakfast, and picked up the cat who had been quiet all the time , ran to buy the bill smartly.

Then just fucking run away! !

Uh ah ah! !There is a limit to the ability of human beings to bear embarrassment!If it weren't for Dazai and I who usually use Chinese when we get along, other people must not understand, so I wouldn't say such disgusting things in public!

I'm going to find a hole in the ground right now! !No one can stop it! !

……

Toru Amuro watched the girl rush out of the Poirot Cafe's door without looking back. He put down the cups he was wiping in his hands strangely, and turned his gaze to the man who had never looked so embarrassed before. on the back.

It's a pity that he is not very proficient in Chinese. Due to the contract of the transaction, he can't record the other party's conversation for translation... Of course, in theory, it doesn't matter if he hasn't been discovered... But the small props he put down before were exposed. It was indeed too fast.

However, since the object is that kind of tricky type, there is no way to do it, and he has already expected this.

But the emotion that seemed unusually full of vitality was quickly suppressed by the other party. When Dazai turned his head, he had already recovered his usual indifferent expression, like the cold winter that had melted and then condensed again. It didn't make the harshness any less, but it became more serious because of such a sharp contrast.

"I really didn't expect... what you said is actually true." Toru Amuro broke the silence first. When he said this, his tone was somewhat complicated. After all, just a while ago, his evaluation of this man was still " A cold-blooded profiteer to the extreme, a dangerous element who is as emotionless as the most sophisticated instrument', this is indeed a bit...beyond his expectations.

"What you can do for your justice..." Dazai curled his lips without a smile, and there was a dark look in his amber eyes, "Why can't I?" Do it? It's just...you and I have different choices."

He paused, "Since you've already met her, then?"

"Of course I will follow the content of the transaction. This is not a transaction made by me personally, but a... very formal recognition, and you can completely believe its effectiveness." Amuro replied, "It's just... I I have a more personal question."

Dazai did not reply directly, but stood up, walked slowly to the bar, stared at him for a moment, then made a gesture of invitation, "Of course you have the right to ask me, but at the same time, for It's not about the content of the transaction, I have the right not to answer, I hope you can understand."

"Ah, it's just my personal question." Toru Amuro's eyes darkened, "If there is no such an 'anchor point', what would you do? No, you don't need to be so specific, just answer whether I am black or white .”

The person being questioned was silent for a moment, and chuckled with some unknown meaning. He did not answer Toru Amuro directly, but suddenly raised a topic that seemed completely unrelated to him, "Do you know the 'grandfather paradox'? , Mr. Amuro?"

"Is that the famous space-time paradox about time travelers... I've heard about it." Although he didn't know why the other party brought up this paradox suddenly, Amuro chose his words carefully and chose a more tactful way of expression.

"So you're asking me that question now."