【L月L】Inquisitor

L has been a little absent-minded recently.

This mental state, which occurs several times a year and lasts for a period of time, is not a strange phenomenon for him.In contrast, Ye Shenyue is simply a model of hard work. L wasn't sure if he ever slept, because every time he woke up, he could only see his face against the cold light in front of the computer screen.

After Mi Haisha's death, the investigation has almost come to a standstill, all clues have been completely cut off, which also means that the investigation needs to be restarted.This reality made everyone feel extremely frustrated, and when they really had to bite the bullet and act, they realized that the lengthy and boring work was just the beginning.

But this does not seem to be a reason for Ye Shenyue to work hard. L always felt that he seemed to be venting, but also seemed to be escaping.It is difficult for him to say clearly, and there is no evidence to prove it.Because it is not an easy task to figure out a person's emotions, nor is it his field of expertise.

It was raining outside the window, it swayed gently, and the air was filled with the smell of humidity.Perhaps because it is too close to the sky, the rain clouds outside the window are like water mist that is within reach.

"Don't you want to rest for a while? Night God—do you mind if I call you 'Yue'? It's easy to confuse you and Deputy Night God by just calling you by your surname."

"I do not mind."

"So, Yue—" When the pronunciation slipped from the tip of his tongue, L had a wonderful feeling. The air was compressed in his mouth and then rolled out. This feeling made him hesitate, "—Jun."

Ye Shenyue's typing on the keyboard paused for a moment, "...There is no need to add honorifics."

"I thought you would care a lot about these Japanese etiquettes."

"I'm not as well-behaved as you think. Just call me 'Yue'," Ye Shenyue simply stopped what he was doing, and he turned to look at L who was doing nothing. Everyone was devastated, and L wasted time as a matter of course , without guilt.

He folded his hands on his chest, "Are you going to spend the whole afternoon on the sofa? KIRA is getting away with it."

"I don't," L symbolically picked up a few crumpled documents, "I'm working."

"You don't have a job. What are you thinking? If I can help you get to work, I'd love to."

Yagami thought that L would reject him flatly, but L just stared at him for a while, "I was just thinking——I still don't know you well enough. But I have to say that Japanese honorifics can make people feel unfamiliar, between us between--"

"Are we friends, Moon?"

The metal chain made a "crash" sound, reminiscent of the water column continuously flowing down from the faucet, hitting the marble washbasin, and transparent water droplets splashed on the outside.The question is all the more puzzling, full of unsure possibilities.

They are strangers, but not quite.

L cunningly threw this question to Ye Shenyue, he didn't hope to get any meaningful answer from Ye Shenyue, he just wanted to make things difficult for him—to a certain extent, his goal was achieved.

Ye Shenyue was silent, as if racking her brains to think.But what he was thinking about was not the joke question of L, he was just puzzled.All those pasts that were replayed, those pictures that only stayed in his memory, became a kind of secret.But for L, it's just a fantasy story with a powerful and unconstrained style.He never changes, like a constant invariant in spacetime.

This is giving Ye Shenyue an illusion, as if he is standing at this node now, a moment where the past and the future connect.

"What kind of answer do you want to hear?"

"What kind of answer can you give?"

Ye Shenyue didn't mind L's tit-for-tat, he walked up to L and looked down at him.

"I can give you the answer, but I want to confirm one thing," Ye Shenyue said, "Can you close your eyes

? ”

"What's the matter? I finally remembered my identity as KIRA, so you want to kill me?"

Ye Shenyue laughed quickly when she heard L's banter, "That's right, the picture is too bloody, so please close your eyes and die."

L twitched his lips in dissatisfaction, and finally closed his eyes, all the eyes of probing and digging were hidden behind his back.The absence of aggressive gaze softened his entire face, the sharp-edged clavicle was covered with a sunken outline, and the pale complexion was no longer weird, but reminiscent of emaciation caused by sickness and frailty.

Ye Shenyue stretched out her hand and waved in front of L for a moment, but L complained, "Yue, please stop your childish behavior. Even if I close my eyes, I can still feel the flow of air."

After L finished speaking, he never felt the slight wind again.

He heard the patter of rain outside the window, the window on the right rear was pushed open, and the cold wind entered the room through the gap.Even if it is black in front of your eyes, you can still feel subtle changes in light.On a floor of this height, it is difficult to hear the sound of traffic on the street, but when he closed his eyes, he seemed to be standing in the middle of the road.

Surrounded by the cityscape of high-rise buildings, he stayed among the flowing crowd, and then the surroundings became very quiet, time and space were muted, but his mind was in turmoil.

He didn't know what Ye Shenyue was doing, or he was waiting for an opportunity to attack his neck with a fruit knife, or trying to use his super power as KIRA to paralyze his heart.Uneasy and excited emotions are always indistinguishable from each other, because the feelings they convey are always so similar on the surface, so people are always easily deceived.

The warm air brushed his face, and it lingered, entangled with his breath.

L didn't open his eyes, but he "saw" what was happening in front of him.

"What are you observing?" L asked.

Ye Shenyue was just silent. He tried to find traces of his own past on L's face. He thought it would be difficult, but when he really looked at it, he realized how blurred the boundary between real and fake is.He is here, right now.He was there too, at some point in the past.So he grabbed it, grabbed the remaining shadows of the past, it seemed that only in this way could he prove that those memories were not illusions.

L still opened his eyes.

He saw Yagami Yue's brown pupils lighten, with edges like the soft halo of the sun, and then a gust of solar wind blew, and the flickering afterglow flakes scattered into his own black eyes.

They are only a short distance away, it is like a gap, waiting for any one of them to fill.But neither of them moved, they just looked at each other.Seeing the slight trembling of each other's eyelashes, and the floating tiny lines on the edge of the pupils.The closer the distance, the less focused the vision becomes, and then everything dissolves into a blur, like steam overflowing the eye sockets.

Ye Shenyue didn't stay any longer, he fled in a hurry.The heat in the space behind him dissipated, and the cold wind passed by, making people feel a little confused.There is a shadow of loss in their hearts, like regret that some things cannot continue.They all vaguely know the reason, but feel that it is just the unconscious mind.

"Keep working."

The rain clouds outside the window are surging, superimposed layer after layer, which looks like thick cotton wool from a distance, but it is shallow only when you get closer.

"Are you sure?"

Responding to L is the echo of the keyboard being struck continuously, which sounds like a muffled sound of heavy rain hitting glass.

"Confirmed."

"So what's your answer?"

"My answer—" Ye Shenyue paused, "We are not friends."

"That's it," L said without any regret or feeling of loss, as if he had already expected the answer, "Then what do you think we are?"

Ye Shenyue's fingertips perched on the keyboard, and the black keyboard glowed with cold light, like a quiet lake in the dark night.Then his swivel chair was abruptly turned backwards, and his field of vision swiveled rapidly, staggering and staying on L's pale face.

"Do you want to confirm, what is that?" After L finished speaking, his eyes shifted, "I don't mind."

Ye Shenyue's Adam's apple slipped, and the silence was only a few minutes, or maybe even shorter—he filled the distance between them.

The pressed lips were cold, and what was rushing in the blood vessels was no longer blood, but boiling magma.

Ye Shenyue has never been so deeply aware of this intense reality, he feels lucky, and also feels uncontrollable excitement.He even wanted to cut open L's chest to see if the heart was beating vigorously.Everything is clearly delineated, and the passionate life made of blood and flesh is burning violently at this moment.The ice sheet disintegrates, the frozen clouds turn into drizzle, the picture is broken bit by bit, reorganized, re-paved, and then the still time begins to flow again.

They weren't friends, never were, and aren't now.

what is that?what is itWhat is he chasing, what is he looking forward to?

He scolded, growled.The wind and the rain tore the sky apart, and even the sun shrank.

He wanted to see it all, he wanted to see himself.And only L, the poor man, can help him see all this clearly.

Ye Shenyue wanted to laugh at the thought of this, but in fact he did.

He knew that he finally moved on.