forever lv.0

第35章 最新更新:2017-03-17 07:06:23 晋江文学城

The detective on the opposite side leaned over and whispered something in his ear, but Kuroba didn't listen.

Or rather, he thought he wasn't listening.

But, what you hear is what you hear.The eardrum vibrates to receive the sound signal, and the brain analyzes those inexplicable waveforms and unconsciously parses out the meaning of each sound.Rationality forces thinking to bypass the understanding of meaning to paralyze itself, but logic has already seen through why it has to deceive itself so ridiculously at this time.

Pretending to "not hear", the reason is "really heard".

Pretend to "know nothing", the reason is "know everything".

Pretending to be a "very ordinary high school student" because...

Hei Yu suddenly wanted to laugh.What the hell is this detective thinking he is saying, "As usual, that's fine?"

What a joke, a joke that even the dumbest idiot can't laugh out loud.

usually?ordinary?What level of "ordinary" does this detective want to ask for, having already had such an ordinary conversation about boring games that any two high school students might have?

Whether in school or in other places, I have always been an ordinary high school student with childhood sweethearts and many friends, who can be seen everywhere.

This is my most ordinary and ordinary appearance.

This is……

If you really heard the other party's voice, you have to give a real response.Kuroba opened his mouth to make a sound, but if he just "made a sound" without conveying meaningful information, he couldn't even do the simplest interaction.

say something.He urged himself inwardly.What to say!

It doesn't matter if you play dumb, fool around, or laugh at the other party for admitting the wrong person, whatever, so let's talk about it first? !

But another voice came and blocked his words, sarcastically.

Is this really your "most normal look"?

All the clamoring self-defense fell silent at the same moment, replaced by a helpless self-deprecating arc on the corner of the mouth.

It turns out that I don't even know what the real ordinary looks like.

It turns out that I don't even know what kind of person I am supposed to be.

A faint solemnity settled in the air.Indeed, with the identities of the two sitting face to face, it seems that it is not suitable to be too relaxed, so relaxed that it can be matched with a brisk idyllic atmosphere.

Although the tunes are playing in the cafe in a loop at the moment, so that the specific tunes cannot be distinguished, but the style is completely unified and gentle.The conversations and chuckles of the customers blending into the big environment seem to be part of the background music, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the ambient sound or the real human voice.

But for many people, what the rest of the irrelevant guys look like and what they are talking about are just insignificant gray data.It's all just background.

No one noticed the seat by the window, and there was an open silence between the two teenagers.

"You really aren't surprised at all, detective." The messy-haired boy spoke first, his tone calm after trying his best to suppress it.

"In the beginning, I was really deceived by you," Kudo somehow relaxed when he heard the other party's response, "But if you want to solve the puzzle without you noticing it, there is still something wrong." Difficulty."

Every time he noticed something wrong, it was almost the moment when the strange thief had succeeded or was about to escape successfully. He never really exposed the opponent properly within the precise time limit.

Still talking about puzzles... Hei Yu closed her eyes, unable to hide the emotion between her brows. "Yes, this puzzle has been solved," the words revealed anxiety unreservedly, "Go and find the next one."

"What..." Kudo didn't seem to understand what he meant, "What 'next'?"

"The puzzle has been solved," said the plain, unwavering statement, "the game is over."

"It's not over yet!" Immediately understanding what Kuroba meant, Kudo realized that he should give an objection to stop his self-willed declaration, "Stress to me that this is just a game, obviously it's you, right?"

"I did say that, but even if it's just a game," Hei Yu pursed his lips, "Detective, you've done too much."

"At least when the game ends is up to me..."

"Why is it up to you to decide?" The anxiety in the tone became more and more obvious, and the volume that was well suppressed before began to rise uncontrollably. What to solve the puzzle..."

He buried his face between his fingers.

"It's...enough."

Anyway, for a detective who just wants to solve the puzzle, Kaito Kidd or Kaito Kuroba are just part of the puzzle.

To state the facts without any surprise, to decipher all the tricks so nonchalantly, is because these are only part of the puzzle.

To you, I'm just a part of the puzzle to say "I want to see you as usual" after blatantly revealing the truth.

Putting his hands on the table, Kuroba got up from the table.The surface of the unfinished hot chocolate rippled with his movements.

"Sorry, detective," he continued without giving the detective time to respond.

"I can't play this game anymore."

After leaving the cafe, Kuroba walked along the shopping street to the station.The sun is very good, and the sunny side of the building and the shadows are quite prominent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his own figure reflected in the mirrored window, so he stopped and stood outside the store, staring blankly at the motionless mirror image.

Is this me?

The figure in the window was dressed the same as himself, with the same unruly hairstyle.Slightly turning his head to the right, the figure in the mirror image made the same movement.The same goes for left.

This is me.

What is the difference from usual?

Although the window is as clear as a mirror, it is still transparent.Noticing the boy standing stupidly outside, the shopkeeper inside the door waved him friendly.Quickly realizing that he had been standing like this for nearly a minute, Kuroba smiled shyly at the owner, then left and continued walking towards the station.

During this process, the mobile phone in the pocket vibrated continuously, indicating that a new text message had been received.

It wasn't until he got home and let himself lie on the bed exhausted that Kuroba thought of checking those text messages that were so frequent that they were almost annoying.

The sender can know who it is without guessing.Brief, contentless information almost takes up the entire screen.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm really sorry."

"If you don't mind..."

During a cursory inspection, there was a reminder that a new text message was received.Cursing inwardly, Heiyu simply turned off the phone and threw it aside with the screen facing down, not caring about it anymore.

Recalling carefully, it seems that I have never received messages so frequently.It seems that the most often seen in the inbox is only the information from Qingzi, and there is almost no normal contact with other classmates.

A normal high school student with lots of friends...

A lot of faces appeared in my mind, all of whom I knew, met, and even laughed together.But for any of them, can I be regarded as a "trustworthy" friend who can "share secrets with them".

Thinking about it further, apart from going out with Qingzi on weekends, he really rarely had contact with the students in the class at other times.Before becoming a phantom thief, I can't remember exactly how I spent my life and who I became friends with.

Although I can happily fight with everyone at ordinary times, it is almost impossible to list the students who really get along enough to become good friends or even bad friends.

And the current daily life, the daily life staged in front of Qingzi and the others, is nothing but a repetition of memories—in order to appear completely the same as before.

Those behaviors and reactions that are almost indistinguishable from the past are just carefully staged plays.Smiling so genuinely, so real that he even deceived himself.

I, who did not become a phantom thief, should be smiling like this.

If I didn't become a phantom thief, I probably would.

Every day, every day I think like this, repeating those noisy daily routines in fear, for fear that they will notice any changes.But even if it is noticed, what does it matter, maybe it can be easily understood.Maybe one day the familiar and unfamiliar guy will pat himself on the shoulder and sigh "You have worked hard" in a sigh of emotion.

Haha, it really is impossible.

It is clear that every day in the past has been spent so happily... Staring at the ceiling for a long time, it was a bit boring for a long time, Kuroba turned sideways and curled up on the bed, wanting to let herself sleep even if she was not sleepy with.If you really fall asleep, even if the sky is falling, it may not be so worth caring about.

Why should I be aware of this?Isn't it okay to face everything with a smirk like usual...

Memories that echoed with laughter faded like outdated prints, and even the laughter gradually changed its tone.

The relaxed and harmonious laughter is just an appearance. After pretending to be relaxed enough to adapt to the superficial smile, the mask is no different from the real expression—but some things that were originally simple have indeed been changed.

The moment you realize "change", you can no longer return to the past where you were ignorant of the status quo.

The guy who smiles at everyone the same is actually lonelier than anyone else.This is not a theorem, but it still has its basis.

After all, everyone has the same mistrust.

Arrogantly believing that only one person can resist anything, but in fact they are so cowardly that they dare not even guess how they will react when they know the truth.

Hypnotizing himself until he really felt sleepy, Kuroba almost couldn't wait to escape into the sleep that would slip away at any time.

The room is very quiet, you can clearly hear your own breathing.

In his vague consciousness, he felt for the first time that he was so alone and helpless.