【L月L】Inquisitor

"Student Yagami, may I ask why you chose to major in Western Philosophy? I heard that your father is a policeman, so you don't consider working in the police force?"

"Because I have a problem that I want to figure out no matter what." Ye Shenyue said.

"what is the problem?"

Of course he didn't say the answer, he doesn't quite remember how he answered it back then, most likely it was an ambiguous and useful answer.

It is a secret and a mystery end to end.

Why was he left here?And how the people who stay in the gap of time will move forward - no one knows.

When the gunshots rang out several times, Ye Shenyue never thought that she would end there.

It turns out he was right.

The huge impact knocked him to the ground.He was lying on his side, metal bullets pierced his shoulder, scorching blood splashed down, swaying chaotic traces on the white marble floor.The shoulder felt like it had been crushed, and the pain slowly traveled along the nerves.The oozing wound stained his gray shirt red, but it didn't look obvious, just like a canvas soaked in water, leaving dark, spreading marks.

The people who were frightened by the shooting struggled and scattered. They ran towards the door. The tables and chairs were chaotic and messy, and there was a high-heeled shoe that fell on the ground in a panic and was left in a corner.

This long-planned shooting was just a prelude.Thick smoke began to billow from the second-floor windows of the club, and the gray smoke drifted into the air.The surrounding temperature began to rise sharply, mixed with the pungent smell of kerosene or burnt plastic, and the sound of crackling sparks could be heard not far away.

There was a fire in the direction of the storage room.

The moment the man shot, Ye Shenyue knew that this man was just a marionette of the judge.The Death Note doesn't allow one person to kill another, but it can still create an opportunity to do so.

Akimoto once mentioned her father's negative mental state, and as a criminal policeman, it is inevitable for him to carry a pistol.When the first domino fell, the white chessboard turned into a tireless river, and its accumulated strength became more and more turbulent, following the established route-until the last chess piece fell.

The carpet not far away has become an accomplice of the flames, and the falling sparks have turned into prairie fires, with tongues of flame curling up, and the crimson flames exuding a frightening temperature.

Ye Shenyue barely straightened her upper body, the quivering Hokage in her pupils was bright and fragile, as if a candle could be blown out at any time.Then a dark shadow appeared, out of place, a black spot that gradually grew larger but blurred, reminiscent of the rolling black spots on the surface of the sun.

"You shouldn't have shot him on the spot."

"You are righteous, do I have to wait until your body is completely cool before shooting?"

Naomi Misora ​​walked towards him, a gun in his hand.The black metal gun stock made Guang Du speechless. As she walked and swayed her arms, occasional glares of light flashed past like thin blades.The surface of her black leather coat glowed with a faint fire, and even her pale face was stained with some red, like orange in the snow.

She knelt down and looked at Ye Shenyue.The surrounding temperature continued to rise, and the threat of the flames was getting closer, but they were surprisingly calm, lacking the impatience and fear that should be on their faces.

"Now, I hope you can answer my question, Yagamitsu."

"Ask about Ray Panber again?"

Naomi Minazora didn't answer. She quickly pulled the bolt, reloaded the bullet, and squeezed the trigger with her index finger. The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against Yagami's forehead, and the smell of mixed ashes and gunpowder smoke penetrated into his nostrils.

"Now are you willing to tell the truth?"

"You won't shoot," he said.

"How do you know I won't? You don't know me."

Ye Shenyue didn't refute her, he looked at her,

"I don't know you?"

For a moment, Naomi Misora's eyes shrank for a moment.She felt terrified, but it wasn't entirely terrified, but a kind of cold that constantly invaded her body.The future and the past were compressed, and she seemed to be turned into a thin piece of paper, lifted by the wind and blown to an unknown distance.

The sunflowers on the other side of the embankment hung their heads, the sun scorched the ground, and the soil seemed to be solidified together, but when I held it in my palm, I realized that it was just a superficial thing, and it quickly fell into pieces. A broken shape.The sunflower stands alone in front of it, its slender and fragile rhizomes resemble those of a man walking under Giacometti's knife, stretching out his skinny arms to the sky, retreating layer after layer of skin, revealing the scorched interior, and the bones are crumbling like branches.

The dry petals rustled, it was strangled by the throat, forced into a narrow corner by the wind, and melted together with the dust.

The flames gradually approached, everything turned crimson red, and the overwhelming red surged like a wave, so

Some dark shadows can't hide from the form, and then climb up stubbornly on the face, making each other hateful and cold.

Cold sweat broke out from Naomi Misora's palm, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed between Yagamitsu's eyebrows. She was clearly in charge of everything, but at this moment she was still trembling uncontrollably.She intuited that Ye Shenyue understood the truth, she could feel that there seemed to be something filling his heart, but when she tried it, he seemed to be empty.

A man who walks desires nothing, but moves mechanically, as if moving was the only thing he could do.So it goes on tirelessly like this, toward the end of non-existence, and doesn't stay anywhere, as if it exists for the sake of existence.

But does this still count as the existence of a person?

Naomi Misora ​​was confused, but also flinched - she saw herself standing in front of the tall cross with a lacking expression.

"You're right, I can't shoot."

She put away the pistol in a compromise, took out another thing from her pocket and shook it in front of Ye Shenyue.

"So is this mobile phone enough?"

"When you got shot just now, you were thrown aside because of the impact, and you looked like you were looking for it."

The pink rhinestones are crystal clear under the firelight, reflecting colorful light.mostly red

color.Red, burning red, the eye-catching brilliance makes people feel a kind of overly blazing frenzy.It vibrates like a silent but vital heart.

"There's only one text message, and five missed calls. This is the sixth one. I guess it's from the same person. It seems she's worried about you."

Yagamitsu's silence was speechless in the eyes of Nansora Naomi, and she didn't mind at all, "In a fire, many people were not burned to death, but were suffocated by soot and burned their trachea. So I don't have to Don't hurry up—"

Still maintaining a half-squatting position, she gave a quick laugh before throwing the pink phone into the burning fire.

Ye Shenyue didn't respond to her actions, he stared, as if observing, calm as if he had left the whole environment.Even though he is in prison, he still shows an abhorrent restraint and calmness.

"Right now, I'm the only one who has seen what's inside, let's have a fair exchange of information," she said, "You promise me, we'll get out of here."

In fact, Nansora Naomi is not completely sure, Yagamitsu does not seem to be the type who will let her be at her mercy.The content of the text message is a very strange phrase, it is not even a complete sentence, more like a riddle.Or, in fact, it has no meaning at all, just a simple confession.

Although she can't confirm the value of this information, it is very difficult for Ye Shenyue to leave the scene alone with Ye Shenyue's current injuries, and she can be regarded as unscrupulous.

She thought Ye Shenyue would hesitate, but unexpectedly, Ye Shenyue agreed to her proposal without thinking for a moment.

"Okay, but I have to get out of here first."

The smooth transaction made Nansora Naomi suspicious, but it was clearly her own proposal, and even doubts could not be a reason for her to break her promise, not to mention that she never intended to put Yagamitsu to death—even if It turns out that he was really the one who killed Ray, and she wouldn't do that either.

This is why she stood up at the moment when the other party was shot.

This sounds like a kind of artificial awe-inspiring, but sometimes it is necessary to rely on this sad hypocrisy to find the existence of self.A sunflower chasing the sun will die if it bows its head.

"Okay." Naomi Minazora stretched out her hand to Yagamitsu, "Can you stand up?"

The conversation between them seemed to be going on for a long time, but in fact it was only 3 minutes.The siren sounded in the distance, and it kept lingering, getting louder and getting closer.

The police will be here soon and the fire will be brought under control soon.

They had already expected this result.

Ye Shenyue looked at the arm that Naomi Nansora stretched out towards him in front of her. The palm was not white, and it was covered with fine calluses.The lines on her palm are very clear, a line extending along the wrist, it is very long and moves forward steadily.

Ye Shenyue didn't respond immediately, he supported the ground with one hand, and stood up a little shaky.

"No, thank you."

"Cover your mouth and nose, let's leave through the safety exit on the left."

Ye Shenyue nodded, perfunctorily expressing her understanding.Naomi Minazora didn't say anything more, turned around to bypass several burning flames, and then looked back, only to find that Yagami was still in place.

"What are you doing? Come here!"

The carbon dioxide dust sprayed by the fire trucks fell from the sky, and the white, like the froth on the edge of the waves pushed back the red. The floating dust reminded people of burnt paper scraps, like dust on the shoulders.

"Have you ever thought about how people in the gap move forward?"

Ye Shenyue asked her, his voice was muffled, as if separated by a thick layer of impenetrable ashes.

Naomi Misora ​​showed a puzzled expression, her black hair was covered with white snow.

The sloping ceiling finally couldn't bear the weight of the top, it let out a final cry, and then fell with a bang, falling apart in an instant.In the falling dust and mud, the rusted steel bar pierced her chest like the sword of Damocus.

Red blood flowed from the tip of the black steel bar, and condensed tears rolled down drop by drop.

Ye Shenyue walked forward, the flames burned out, followed by bone-chilling cold.He seemed to be walking in snow, a gray snow.

The blood on Naomi Misora's face faded away, leaving only a pale gray that gradually lost its vitality.The pierced lungs had lost the function of breathing, she struggled to cough up a mouthful of blood, her lips trembled slightly, she looked at Ye Shenyue, as if she wanted to say something, but there was only an indistinguishable sound from her throat.

Naomi Misora ​​had a problem that she wanted to figure out no matter what.

Even though she lost her voice and her consciousness was tossing and turning in the dark, she still wanted to pursue this answer.

Ye Shenyue knew what she wanted to say, but he just stared, as if he was the one who lost his voice.His eyes were covered with white ash, which looked like eyes carved out of marble, reflecting an indifferent light.

This is his answer.

She looked at him and suddenly began to tremble violently.She opened her eyes hard, as if she wanted to see everything clearly, but there was nothing in front of her eyes.There was only a patch of white light that reminded her of the dome above the great cross at the funeral that day.

She felt suddenly at peace, and again with a sad relief.

Then, she stopped breathing.