black hypothesis

"Hi~ I have a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"I found someone who was perfect for my role."

"Role... are you the director?"

"No. I'm a novelist"

"Oh, so that's it. You're going to include her in your story?"

"Well, but I don't know how to observe her"

"Observed?"

"Because writing stories requires material, so I can't miss her living habits, or other things."

"You mean... you need to write some details?"

"Yes, and no. I need to simulate more details in order to sum up every aspect of her character"

"for example?"

"For example, her Weibo, or her fixed dressing pattern every morning... something like that."

"It's not right"

"Well, I found out too."

"I was going to stalk her, but stalking is clearly illegal"

"Um"

"Then I settled for the next best thing and planned to try to work at her place of work for a while"

"Um"

"But that doesn't make any difference in essence, the point is that I can't help it"

"Then?"

"Then I decided to check all her social platforms...but found nothing helpful"

"Understandably, there's usually only crap out there"

"But it's still not right, there's something inherently wrong"

"I shouldn't spy on other people's lives, it's against moral ethics"

"You are right. Authors generally rely on expanding their social circle or their own eyes to find material."

"...I know that too. But I can't help it, I'm a social handicap"

"Feel sorry"

"No apology. I figured it out, I'm just looking for a solution"

"And then? Have you thought of another way?"

"Yes. Because it's hard to be restricted by the law, I decided to let myself go for a while and think about those outrageous methods."

"Out of line? Are you sure you're just thinking about it?"

"Well, yes, don't worry, with you here, I still know how to measure."

"Then I realized that I didn't have many ideas"

"Such as following her, prying into the details of her life, and looking for writing materials"

"……Uh"

"And tied up her family and friends, imprisoned her one by one and tortured her living conditions"

"……and many more?"

"Well, this is not the worst."

"……what else?"

"Look for a social platform, then wait for her to issue a notice of courtship, and then get to know her. After getting to know her, confess to pretending to be a lover, so that you can know every detail of her"

"..."

"...What's wrong? I didn't realize it, I just thought about it... This violates the law and morals and the right to privacy, right?"

"No?"

"No, there is."

"...you tell me."

"Or find a scientist and try to get me to swap souls with her"

"..."

"Or find a killer to kill her, and then sneak into the official department, let the official department analyze every detail of her for me"

"..."

"Or through deception, defrauded all of her family property, and then appeared, let her be my life assistant, and then I can take the opportunity to get close to her"

"Any more?"

"No more... Ah, thinking about it this way, I came up with some normal ideas."

"How normal?"

"Go to her company and pretend to be a normal colleague"

"This sounds better"

"Or as an official customer support for a game she plays, and get involved with her the day she comes to ask a question"

"It's fun, but she might not come."

"Never mind that...or say hello on the way, make an excuse, and be friends with her"

"Oh! It's gradually normalizing!"

"Eh, but no way"

"why not?"

"Because of these processes, I must let the characters follow me to do it again, but in that story, she should have died"

"Dead?"

"Ah, that's a really fun story, most of the characters are either dead or dying"

"...Spiritual?"

"Well, what I like is to imagine her dead."

"...This is not correct."

"Well, yes, so another problem I worry about is how to make it a story with three views"

"It sounds difficult, maybe you should change your mind"

"Well, I thought about it too. But I can't help it for the time being. I can only write down the normal three views in my mind, and correct it when I think something is wrong."

"But you're the one who writes the story, and if it's going to be seen by a lot of people, you're responsible"

"Well, but at present, what I can do is to mark it as a newspaper article on the copy."

"So you're still a serious writer"

"Thank you, but most problems cannot be solved by seriousness alone"

"Maybe you can try and change the setting of that story? If the character is finally set to be a bad guy, then it will be logical to investigate him."

"I've thought about it. When a person breaks the law, the law can't protect him. I've heard this sentence before."

"so?"

"But I don't want to...then he is a good person anyway."

"You want to investigate a good man?"

"Yes. But in fact, good people are human beings, and bad people are also human beings. By investigating the reasons for their suicide and then summarizing, we can draw more conclusions."

"...So your three views are quite upright?"

"No. I just want to write a story full of life and death, which can maximize my advantages"

"So the reason is incidental?"

"Hmm. I'm an author who lacks logic. My weak reasoning skills are not enough for me to construct a bug-free plot, but my writing is okay, and the characters are okay...so, routines are the only thing I'm sure I can write well. story. Even the logic of passers-by is more correct than mine.”

"Don't belittle yourself"

"……thanks"

"So back to the question, how do you treat the person you want to investigate?"

"I'm already working on a plan"

"what?"

"Actually I'm still a little uneasy, and I'm even more uneasy at this moment"

"What's the matter?"

"The person I want to write about is you."

"""

I am playing a game.

A game uses life as electricity, the strength of logic determines the number of replays, experience is almost equal to the winning rate, and the ability to organize text controls the live software—the game.

When I woke up again, I found myself curled up in the quilt, but half of the quilt fell to the ground.I didn't clean it up, just continued to lie down, and saw the mobile phone and half a glass of water on the table, and the pills next to it-probably put there by the nurse.

I hit that line again.

I have been challenging it, touching it, trying to find out the law of my fragments, and my limit.But I always knew it was there.As soon as I get past it, I just have to die. 'It' is called logic, aka reason.In my world, logic is the only brake.

…Why can't humans eliminate the disadvantages of mental illness, leaving only its advantages?

No, I know.

Probably because they are one.I felt a bit bad, so I got up, wiped my face with a wet towel, and clearly felt the burning in my stomach, and the indescribable emptiness and coldness in my whole body.But I know, it's because I haven't had breakfast yet. ——When people have no input, they keep outputting, which is excessive consumption.

I feel a little sad because I find that I can't quite get myself back.

I don't know when I got used to chatting with myself.Slowly chatting and chatting, I found that everything is so beautiful, chatting with a person whose personality is different from mine, but she never completely denies your statement.Because she is yourself.

The enjoyment in this world is probably chatting with a person whose thinking pattern is similar to mine but has a different personality.

Slowly I found that I seemed to be spoiled.

With such a friend around, I am even more reluctant to talk to other people.That's when I got bored and started to change my mind, trying to think of personality as something that could be switched at will.It's more fun this way, but it's useless, it's just a consolation.

So the only way to regulate yourself is to rely on reason.Maybe I should stop scoring, even though it's a lot of fun, the best game I've ever seen.

I got up and called for dinner.

This is a very ordinary hospital, and I came in for examination. — not spiritual.As long as I try to control it, I can still look normal.Although the so-called 'normal' is just 'facial paralysis' + 'less talking' + 'calmness'... Well, I haven't talked to humans for a long time.

This is not healthy.I know.

I should go find someone to talk to.

The author has something to say:

I seem to be more serious about writing short stories than long ones, so I need to restrain myself a bit.

This story... I'm trying to beat myself to death, cos a dying person with keen eyes to the point of paranoia, so that the next article can be written well.

Every time I finish an article, I have to wait a long time before I can start a new article. I mostly do this in the middle of the gap.Uh, actually, I'm okay, every day life is pretty exciting, full of gossip and suspense ==

The general layout of the next article has been decided, it is a modern semi-spiritual novel, a little funny in the dark.The main character can see the dead.But just seeing with the eyes is useless.

"From the beginning of the case, you know who the murderer is."--probably so.