[Psycho-Pass] Paranoia

Music started.

Ryoko opened her eyes and got up from the bed.The electronic voice repeated tirelessly, "Everyone who is a potential criminal, please cheer up and purify your hue today" until all potential criminals got up on time.

The camera was placed on the table, wrapped in black like a wise gentleman, silently staring at Yoshiko with only one pupil.

Liangzi knew that Tongzi had not forgiven her so far.

She saw the news of her father's resignation as a member of parliament from the news, and she, who was isolated here, felt as if she was listening to news from a stranger.The white internment uniform can only give her the feeling of a prisoner. In such an environment, can she really get better?

In fact, it has nothing to do with the environment. All the persecution delusions in her mind are because Tongzi has been watching her—the lonely soul of her friend has been imprisoned above the stage so far, and has never been liberated.

Ryoko stretched out her hand into the air, and she could feel Hitoko's presence every moment.Tongzi has been calling her, looking forward to the arrival of Liangzi at the moment of loneliness and helplessness——while being dissected alive, still humbly expecting that Liangzi will come to her.

But she failed her friend's last hope.

"I'm here, if you want to come, don't hide." Ryoko stretched out her hands to the air, begging desperately.

The hue test is dark purple, and the crime coefficient is 188, which is not lower than the 113 when I entered here a month ago.

Countless times in her imagination, she became a pupil, walking alone in the lonely darkness, and then stepped into the air and fell into the abyss.

The location of the crime, the method of the crime, the motive of the crime, she was thinking about these every moment. She was both a criminal and a victim, a perpetrator and a bystander.

She switches between countless roles, unable to control her mental metamorphosis.

In the past two months, Shenyue supervisor came to visit her seven times. The last time, Ryoko did not hide or cry anymore. She promised Shenyue to be her executive officer. The redemption of one's own soul who is cowardly because of fear, despicable because of joy, and sad because of guilt.

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The heavy rain soaked their clothes.

Rainwater slid down her hair and fell into her collar, irritating a chill on her skin.

"What the police face is only crimes. You can only see these things outside the Public Security Bureau." The surveillance officer patted Liangzi on the shoulder and said softly, "It's unimaginable that you are isolated from the world. The ugliness of the world will be unfolded in front of you in endless ways."

"That's exactly what I want to see, otherwise why do you think I want to become an executive officer." Ryoko let go of her hand and smiled, "It is because I am so interested in crime that I became a potential criminal, surveillance Your Excellency."

The young man passing by put his hand on Liangzi's shoulder, and said with a smile, "I really dare to say, you have never seen the way Miss Shenyue trains a hunting dog. She may kill you with a single shot at any time."

The Shenyue surveillance officer has a high profile and doesn't care about it. The opportunity to act together with a series is very rare, and she doesn't have to be serious with a dog.

"You're obviously trembling. By the way, you're the one, right? 'You don't want to be upright'? You say no, but the body's reaction is obvious?" The young man hooked Ryoko's neck and led her to Walked a few steps forward and said.

Ryoko felt that her entire brain circuit was frozen. What kind of vulgar expression was this? It was simply misplaced: "I'm not shaking!"

"I've said it because I hate being upright, so it's expected that you would say that." He let go of her, and spread his hands helplessly, "It's impossible for a girl who is just an adult to not shake when she goes on a mission for the first time. , besides, this scene is indeed a bit exciting."

Ryoko saw Shinya Kou who was standing silently inside the cordon, and asked, "Supervisor Kou, have you recovered yet?"

"He's an executive officer now." Teng's lively expression turned into serious worry when he mentioned his former boss. He looked at Kou Shenya, his eyes were full of regret, and even his voice was devoid of cynical taste. "He's a really good guy, Brother Qiao."

"I can understand his mood, but what qualifications do I have to say I understand? He is much more courageous than me in this kind of thing." Liangzi muttered in a low voice that only he could hear, clearly unable to escape the pangs of conscience. condemned, but at one point she tried hard to completely forget about her friend's murder.Because besides her pupils, she also has a happy family.

Now, after accepting the fact that it cannot be corrected by medicine, she is relieved.Go to hell with her official life, if she is haunted by ghosts all the time, even if she can become the prime minister one day, her soul will not change the fate of being immersed in the dark quagmire from which she cannot escape.

Because she cut off Hitoko's last hope, her life can only be redeemed by becoming an executive officer.How I wish Tongzi could hear her thoughts.Ryoko smiled sadly, wiped the rain off her face with her hands, and looked up at the sky. It would be great if your soul could no longer be imprisoned there.

How I wish there was an Almighty God to rescue all the miserable people.The Almighty Priestess, one day she will be able to stop all crimes before they happen—how I hope that day will come sooner.

How handsome are the strong protagonists in detective novels who try to solve the mystery because of the death of their friends.

But the dead friend was so pitiful and lonely.Ryoko looked at the humanoid object crushed into bloody mud, and knew that he must also be someone's friend or relative.

"Are you the executive officer of the first department?" Liangzi asked the boy. Although she had seen him wandering around in the official hall of the Public Security Bureau several times, she hadn't clarified his identity yet.

"This kind of appearance looks like a bad boy who needs to be disciplined." He seemed to be proud of his appearance as a bad boy, "On the contrary, a good boy like you who is as rigid as an antique is here, look It seems rather inconsistent.”

"Does the executive officer have to be ridiculous? I just look normal on the outside, maybe my heart is more corrupt than yours."

It is really boring to compare whether the executive should have a bad face written on his face, but she is still immature and has not lost her sense of boring comparison.

Thinking of another girl who had quarreled with her countless times, the momentary competitiveness in Ryoko's heart dimmed instantly.She lost the interest in the quarrel, and returned to the compartment carrying the executive officer of the second class to stand by.

Her appearance was reflected in the rearview mirror, but she lost the vigor and spirituality of a young girl. Her face appeared a strange bluish-white in the rain, and her straight black hair soaked in water made her look like a bereaved dog.The once elegant facial features faithfully showed her inner paleness and premature aging on her face.

She covered her face with her hands.To this day, ghosts overlook her.She will wriggle hard on the road Tongtong walked that night until she deduces the truth and liberates both of them.

The author has something to say:

Yoshiko feels extremely guilty about her friend's death.

The first was that she was the only one who could possibly have rescued her friend that night, and she ignored the text messages.

The second is that when she saw her friend's body, her first reaction was to be completely thankful that she didn't become that way with her.Fear occupied all of her thoughts, and at that time she didn't even have any emotion other than fear.

Because of this guilt, she put herself in Tongzi's situation, playing the roles of the victim and the perpetrator, and had delusions of victimization and perpetrators.

While contemplating crime, she begins to walk the path of a would-be criminal.

After clarifying the identity of the murderer, her speculation about the criminal psychology deepened to the point where it could not be corrected.