Reasoning Notes

Chapter 239 Reasoning Notes 5: The Final Game (49)
These words poured into everyone's ears in an instant, and the depression that was suppressed in people's hearts seemed to have been poked open, and they suddenly slumped on chairs like deflated balls.The person they had always worshiped as their spiritual support just extinguished their glimmer of hope.

He seemed very happy about this: "That's right, what L said is right, I am the Joker, and I am also the Zodiac Killer!" big wound.

"I admit everything L said just now. I lost, but I am very happy. Because I have lived for more than 60 years, and I was defeated for the first time. This is how it feels to lose. To be honest, I have always won, I'm also tired of being lonely at the top."

He turned to look at Edison and smiled: "I lost to you, to Hekui A, and to Mikaka."

"No," Edison said earnestly, "you have lost justice."

"Haha, that's right." The God of Reasoning smiled without regret, "I have lost to justice, and evil can prevail over good. I used to think this truth was ridiculous. Now I understand that bad people will not end well after all."

As he said that, his hand reached into the inside of his clothes, which made Edison quite nervous, for fear that he would draw out a gun as a final resistance.But the god of reasoning smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, my opponent, the person standing in front of you is someone who has already surrendered."

Then he took out a small transparent bottle, which contained some white pills.

what is that?
While Edison was hesitating, the god of reasoning had already removed the cork, raised his head and swallowed the pills in the small bottle.

"Hey! What are you doing..." Edison, who realized that the situation was not good, stopped him.

But the god of reasoning looked over calmly: "Please allow me to retain the last bit of dignity."

Bright red blood suddenly oozes from the corner of his smiling mouth, he is going to die, because what he ate is the "doomsday virus" he made himself.He fell down slowly, and the warm sunlight gathered around his body that was gradually stopping twitching.As he wished, he did not end his life in darkness.He died peacefully in the midst of all eyes.

The god of reasoning is dead. Joker is dead.Death Note is gone.

Reasoning Notes has also fulfilled its mission.

The city is still busy, the rice fields are still green, the white clouds are still swimming in the sky, and the wind is still light.Only those horrible memories flew away from people and disappeared in a remote corner.

There is no God of Mystery or Joker anymore.

L, Edison, or Summer Morning disappeared from public view.

As if to abide by some kind of agreement, no one mentions every bit of those terrible days, and people only look forward to the bright future.

Meng Jin retired with honor, and the police chief personally awarded him a medal.Mi Jie has been promoted to deputy director, and he still appears on the headlines of major media, with the headline always being "China's Sherlock Holmes solves another strange case".Du Yu returned to the police force, and Li Wendi, Situ Qiaoli, Yu Xingxin and others were also pardoned for their sins because of their reformation. They all entered the school and became ordinary high school students.The second generation retrieved the remains of the real god of reasoning and became a new generation of god of reasoning.

Some people are still there, and some people turn around and leave.

Only the stories of justice and evil will continue to be staged.

The sky where extravagant flowers burned
In the cold room, four afterimages of the boy were reflected on the smooth walls.

He sat on the bed, which was the only decoration in the room.Thinking that he would fall into such a situation, a ray of smile floated from the corner of his mouth.

He is Heikui A, this is impossible.But the fact is that he was really locked in the room, and the person who locked him was Mikaka who was locked in by him before.

Like the ridiculous drama that was broadcast badly on TV, the roles of the two people were changed dramatically.

"Haha! Hei Kui A, you never thought you would have today!"

The sound seeded the room, spreading like green vines along the smooth walls.

He smiled, presumably Mikaka on the other side of the glass window was looking at him proudly through the monitor.He's not going to show a panicked look, no.He simply lay down on the bed with his hands under the back of his head.Above the eyelids is a clean white ceiling, as pale as the face of a terminally ill patient.The camera installed in the corner of the wall captured his peaceful figure.

Instead, it was Mikaka who was sitting on the other side of the glass window, who was in a hurry.

"Hey, Hekui A, don't you want to come out? Hurry up and solve the mystery of my disappearance in this room!"

The boy lying on the bed with his head on his pillow didn't seem to hear it, and he fell asleep.

In fact, he has already solved the secret of Mikaka's disappearance from this room.

It is impossible for a person to disappear from a closed room out of thin air. Why did Mikaka do it?Because Mikaka had escaped from the room before, probably thanks to someone's help.Li Wendi was on duty in the nursing home today, and she had been in the monitoring room for a while.When he came in, she looked a little unnatural.

What if she released Mi Kaka and tampered with the monitor?
As long as the pre-recorded picture is replaced, everything seen on the monitor is just a layout.

Li Wendi has always wanted to challenge Hei Kui A, and she has reason to do so.Moreover, when Mikaka spoke just now, another person's breathing seemed to be faintly heard from the radio.It is conceivable that Li Wendi should be watching proudly in the monitoring room.

Two self-righteous idiots... The smile on Hei Kui A's light-sleeping mouth slowly faded away.

Mikaka's voice in my ear was slowly receding like the evening tide: "Hey, hey! Don't fall asleep! Wake up, you still have to solve the puzzle..."

80 decibels, 50 decibels, 20 decibels, until it completely disappears.

In the dream, all sounds disappeared, and he fell into a deeper sleep.

His nostrils fluttered slightly, and he smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.

That's a flower called a beautiful cherry blossom.

The first time he came into contact with such a beautiful flower was when he was eight years old.At the end of winter that year, there were gray clouds floating over the city.The trees standing on both sides of the street are still bare and have not sprouted. Looking at the past, they are just a bunch of thin and natural lines.

The weather is still slightly cold, and the fallen leaves are driven by the cold wind, moving lazily on the desolate ground of the park.A homeless man curled up in a concrete pipe, covering his shivering body with a tattered quilt.And he had nothing but a few dirty newspapers.He could only lie on the bench, letting the icy wind penetrate into his thin clothes.Open your eyes, and above your head is a gray sky divided by branches.

"Kid, what's your name?"

The warm voice fell from the sky, and the temperature of the cold air was staggered.His eyeballs moved, and a gentle face appeared in the gray sky that took up half of his vision.

It was a young and beautiful girl.

She bent down and stared at him lowly, her eyes were beating with a light warmer than the winter sun.

"My name is..." He paused.It was so cold that his tongue was a little stiff.He waited and said his name: "My name is Xiaopo."

"Then how old are you?"

"8 is old."

"Why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

"I don't know where they are, I'm an orphan."

"Oh..." The girl's voice dropped.She raised her body and looked at Xiao Po, with a sorrowful look in her eyes, "Wait for me." After she finished speaking, she disappeared in front of her eyes again.

Xiao Po continued to shake his body shiveringly, and the sky was barely plastered at the edge of his vision.Golden fallen leaves covered the entire park, and the wind blew off the newspapers on his body, and he hugged him even tighter.

... so cold, as if back to the Ice Age.

... so warm, as if ice and snow were melting in the sun.

That kind of warmth covered all of him, Xiao Po opened his eyes, and the beautiful girl came back again.She was covering him gently with a thick down jacket.

"Come with me." She pointed to a ramen shop across the road from the park.

Countless, countless times, he stood across the park and stared blankly at the ramen shop, where people were eating hot ramen.Some children, accompanied by their parents, picked up large chunks of beef and delivered it to their mouths.They will throw away the chopsticks when they eat halfway...

They said coquettishly: "Dad, Mom, I don't want to eat ramen anymore, I'm going to KFC."

Their parents caressed their cute little heads, "If you don't eat, don't eat, let's take the baby to KFC to eat delicious food!"

The leftover bowl of ramen that no one wanted, slowly dissipated the heat by the cold glass window in winter, and it became cold.When the shopkeeper dumped it into the trash can at the door of the shop, he saw the hungry Xiaopo standing at the door, and scolded viciously: "Go away, dirty boy!"

Even if he threw away half of the bowl of cold ramen, he would not give it to the dirty child.

Xiao Po realized very early on that it is not winter that is cold, but this society full of indifference.

"Get up and follow me, Xiaopo," said the girl.

The warm winter sun shone down, softening every corner of her. Xiao Po had never seen such a beautiful and warm girl.All the people he met in these years passed him indifferently with contemptuous and disgusting eyes, no one greeted him, this girl was the first one.

Xiao Po didn't move, his little hands tightly grasped the down jacket.The warmth held in the palm of my hand is not willing to give up.

"Don't you believe me?" The girl smiled wryly, bent down, and picked him up.

He is very light, bone and flesh, like a ball of cotton.

(End of this chapter)