Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

When the innocent child is no longer innocent, all the nutrients that made her mature should be punished. L looked into the abyss in a daze. At this moment, the eyes of the creature that had always done whatever it wanted were filled with curly tentacles of disdain and contempt like spider webs.

"It's terrible for a protagonist to put his hopes on the person reading the story."

Chapter 122 The Dull Mortal Detective

"False justice. Is this the ending you chose for yourself?"

Mori Yuesha grabbed her sleeves and covered her mouth with a smile. The light and dark light carved a thin line on the girl's face, and the soft golden amber covered the black pupils. When the wind blew, the wrinkles rippled.

It was a look of disdain, and the different tone of voice made the man's perspective change.

When the innocent child is no longer innocent, all the nutrients that made her mature should be punished. L looked into the abyss in a daze. At this moment, the eyes of the creature that had always done whatever it wanted were filled with curly tentacles of disdain and contempt like spider webs.

"I remember that at the beginning you 'used' a death row inmate to impersonate yourself on TV?"

Golden nectar and honey that could not exist in this world flowed in the woman's eyes. Under the tip of her straight nose, she pursed her bean paste-colored lips and smiled.

"Did I use the word 'use' accurately?"

The little girl threw away the shark doll in a trance, and when the ripe female fruit stood on the deep sea and smiled, an extremely strange and weird evil was lurking under the storm and the dark and deep cold current.

After getting used to freeze-dried instant drinks, I find hand-ground drinks very bitter when I try them occasionally.

That is the taste of coffee itself.

"An interesting 'you catch me and I catch you' suddenly turned into a pious priest holding a Bible to save the world and preaching - Mr. L, have you ever smelled the smell of a rotting corpse?"

A dangerous aura approached the man.

Eyelashes, teardrop moles, nose tip, everything on the face became clearer and clearer.

She sniffed L's chin and smiled eerily.

"Just like the smell you give off now."

"Just like Light Yagami, ruthlessly use the lives around you to fight to the best of your ability. It would be too bland if the story developed into a lone hero saving the world - I want to see something different, can you and Light Yagami?"

The oracle sang and the angels danced. In L's narrow field of vision, there were only two golden flames flickering...

Beating at the same rhythm as his heart.

Hey, hey, hey.

Mori Yuesha curved her eyes: "Didn't they do well in the beginning? The calm detective who abandoned emotions and pursued only rationality and the sophisticated criminal who wanted to become a god tore each other's flesh and blood, in the barren wasteland -"

She pushed the man's chest, pushed herself away, and turned around gracefully by the corner of her clothes.

"In the wasteland - thunder dances, dust and haze cover the sun!"

The figure is elegant and noble in the firelight; the sound of hell is chanted in the hymns.

"Mortals fight against gods; mortals climb to the throne of gods; mortals extinguish the hopes of mortals!"

"Adam and Eve fought, divinity and devil kissed each other - Eve, whose arms were cut off, crushed Adam's eyeballs, and Adam, whose eyeballs were crushed, sucked the blood from Eve's arteries - they reproduced the human race, and the human race inherited ambition!"

The puppet girl's arms twisted unnaturally as she danced, and the demons or elves were reflected on the wall by the fire. She laughed wildly, broke the strings, and stood on tiptoe freely, praising the illusions that accompanied her at all times in the void.

“Only beautiful stories can shock the gods; only beautiful stories can conquer the gods; hide bullets in the Bible, and put goat horns on white doves! Curse your loved ones to death, and then curse yourself! Give the struggling souls in hell a beautiful life—”

The strangely twisted limbs gracefully bowed to take their leave, and her face was no longer as tender and innocent as usual. She was excited and eager for more magical and magnificent stories, in different worlds, in different dung quagmires, and the colorful man-eating vines blooming.

"HalleluYah!"

The saint moaned softly in the devil's arms.

L's vision turned silver.

The hazy mist and the sound of thin spring water hitting the pebbles.

A wooden boat broke through the thick fog, and the sound of a harp tinkled. The silver-haired princess with pointed ears rode in a carved boat pulled by a few swans, pushing away the waves. She stroked her silver hair tenderly, her eyes were affectionate. The shy princess brought fresh water vapor and a clean warm breeze through the forest.

She raised her eyes.

Two wheels shining golden.

She stood up to the sound of the harp, and stumbled as she lifted her skirt and jumped into the shallow, transparent stream in the swaying boat.

She stumbled toward him.

She took his hand.

He raised his head, his golden eyes full of teasing.

'The story is getting boring.'

The next moment, the picture on the paper was roughly crumpled into a ball.

"The story is getting boring."

Mori Yuesha stared at the man who had come back to his senses and blinked innocently. The teardrop mole rested peacefully at the corner of her eye, adding to her charm and gentleness.

"What shall I do, stupid prince?"

The room was quiet and the room temperature was normal.

Everything seemed like a dream down a rabbit hole.

It's just that it's a rabbit from the forest or...hell.

"A rabbit that devours flesh and blood..."

Mori Yuesha tilted her head: "Hmm? Are you hungry?"

L rubbed his eyes and pressed his head to push away the rabbit that was standing on his feet.

"No, I think I've figured out what to do."

He made a stupid mistake. No, it should be said that it was a mistake that should not be blamed. He misjudged Mori Tsukisa. For non-human creatures, as long as they have a 'heart', they will be manipulated - provided that they are monsters like the 'God of Death' Lime.

But Mori Yuesha received courtesy from Odin.

I should have understood it by then.

Gods have no 'heart' for mortals.

But he tried to manipulate and control Mori Yuesha - pulling a spectator under the stage and making her perform on the stage: with himself and all the actors on the stage.

I have become stupid. I am just a mortal after all.

Mori Yuesha is not a stupid person who allows herself to be manipulated at will.

"Want to make a deal?"

L looked at Mori Yuesha and fanned the notebook like a fan: "I will give you a complete and wonderful story, and you...deal with the source of this notebook."

Do gods make deals with humans?

Only the devil would, right?

"The beautiful and graceful Pan Zheng Tiaoshun can do it too." Mori Yuesha pointed at herself with a smile, "Can my story be completed now? That's great... Stupid prince, how are you going to start our 'deal'?"

Do you agree…?

This way, humans will no longer be controlled by the Death Note.

"Ah, I'll just do what I want." L muttered, looking down in his pockets: "Do you know what the greatest weapon of mankind is?"

He took out a short pen, opened his notebook, and quickly wrote his name on a page.

own name.

"L. Lawliet died peacefully in his sleep 23 days later."

“It’s the determination to go all out.”

Close the thin black book.

"I will perish in the flames with him. This is the perfect ending to the story. Are you satisfied?"

L ended his own life with a snap of his fingers, then looked up and stared at Mori Yuesha quietly.

"I have the final say on what kind of perfect ending is?" Mori Yuesa was very curious. Does this guy really not care about death?

Hmm...as cool as Misa.

She gave a thumbs up: "So cool, Prince Silly!"

Oh…right.

Wild Detective's request...

That, and gave me two cute red eyeballs. Travel souvenirs... Should I keep my promise...

I’m a little hungry, let’s talk later.

“I’m looking forward to the next story.”

Chapter 123 The End is Coming

The detectives had no idea what L was thinking, but after he and the strange girl came out of the room, they dragged Mr. Soichiro into the room and talked for twenty minutes - after that, they announced to everyone that they needed to test the rules of the notes.

test?

So suddenly?

"This is a must." The man in the white T-shirt bent over the table, his head tilted towards everyone, and he didn't look energetic at all: "Find a death row inmate. Ask him to write the name of another death row inmate on it - if he is not dead after 13 days, then Misa Amane's suspicion can be ruled out."

The hidden meaning of the words is: if the 13-day rule is established, then of course, Light Yagami is not a suspect. On the contrary, if it is not established, it means that the god of death - the god of death named Lime is lying.

In any case, whether the answer is positive or negative - they all need to test whether the rules written in this notebook are true and reliable.

Soichiro Yagami stood up at the right time.

In the headquarters, no one was more qualified than him, let alone such a method that required carrying the darkness.

The director said to everyone with a serious face: "I will take the notes to the heavy-duty prison area." He asked his men to bring the box, and then handcuffed his wrists and the handle of the safe: "I will supervise the whole process, as long as I am alive..."

"I won't lose this notebook."

The dull and tough middle-aged man had been through many battles, but at this moment he still felt a little sad. He secretly looked at his son, the child who was praised by everyone and whom he was also proud of...

I thought of the conversation L had just had with me and the name on the notebook.

——Yue, don’t do anything stupid.

——You...your future is still long...

"Then, please."

L raised one arm lazily and waved it, watching the police officers and Soichiro Yagami file out one after another.

Yagami Light was a little confused. This time, his father actually took away all the police officers in the headquarters... If he wanted to escort the notebook, shouldn't he mobilize additional police forces? Did he need to take all the police officers in the headquarters away?

"Just to be on the safe side." L held the chocolate in his mouth and slumped on the table: "Well... after all, it's something that can destroy humanity..."

Is... like this?

I always have a bad feeling...

Light Yagami frowned and glanced at Nagini and Mori Yuesa inconspicuously.

"Come to think of it, have you ever doubted her?"

As if she had heard it, the concentrating maid suddenly turned around and glared at him.

"I'm just asking casually." Light Yagami shrugged. In any case, he felt relieved after his father and the large number of police officers left. Rather than discussing his premonition, it would be better to say that L and his father's actions played into his heart: "Anyone could be involved. Wasn't I suspected before?"

"No, there is no possibility that she is Kira."

"why?"

"You don't need to know the reason." L puffed his cheeks and changed the subject: "Amane Misa...Releasing Amane Misa is a very dangerous decision. Yagami Light, in the previous Second Kira incident at Sakura TV, the fingerprints of Amane Misa's friends were found on the tape being played. You should be aware of this information about Kira being able to manipulate the behavior of the deceased before they died."

"Ah."

"Release her... She is clearly a strong suspect. How did you convince Mr. Soichiro and the other detectives?"