How should a person without supernatural powers save the world in the Shura field?

This is a whole new story.

Ayu, who seemed indifferent and inexperienced, turned into a brand new story.

The director, cameraman, lighting engineer...all the staff held their breath for a moment.

Reversed and reversed, the detective's friend is no longer a tragic martyr, but a devil watching the world with evil taste, not a merciful Madonna, but a malicious voyeur.

"Ka——" the director yelled out passionately, as expected of a mafia boss, he waved his hand broadly, letting everyone temporarily escape from the tense and dark atmosphere.

Under the spotlight, the detective—Natori Monday finally lost his strength, his hands hanging loosely holding the gun.Natori showed a wry smile, a modest and subtle smile that could no longer be maintained.

I can't help but look down on the other person, and I am really wrong.

Natori held the prop in one hand, and stretched out the other hand calmly and friendlyly: "Sorry, I misunderstood you before."

"Let me re-introduce, my name is Monday, I like all kinds of sweets, I hate...it seems that there is nothing I hate except a cat."

Natori smiled.

But while politely expressing friendship to the other party, the gecko-shaped monster on his body gradually squirmed, crawling leisurely on his skin.

Uh... I feel awkward no matter what.Natori felt the gecko that had climbed to his face, and smiled wryly in his heart, but the expression on his face was still impeccable.

Hmm...something strange is swimming around this person's body.The heartbeat accelerated, the pupils narrowed and enlarged, and the hairs on the skin kept arousing... Ayu indifferently felt the subtle changes in the opponent's body.

"...Oh." His gaze rested on Natori's slightly abnormal face for a while, and he stretched out his hand to respond, "...Ayu."

Can this person see it?Natori couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and was about to ask a few tentative questions,

"Yo, you!" The director who came came patted Ayu on the back hard, "I'm so surprised! It's better than I imagined! You are a genius! Geni! It completely overturned my imagination!"

As soon as he took Ayu's hand, he said, "You! Would you like to become the uncrowned king of Hollywood! Lead the revival of Hollywood with me!" The bearded and staring director was very excited.

Being molested by a middle-aged uncle... Ayu looked down at his coerced hand, and pulled it out expressionlessly: "No, I don't have any ideas. Farewell."

Putting it in his pocket, Ayu turned around and left.

"Don't!!" The director's heartbreaking shout echoed behind him.

Are all geniuses weirdos?Natori, who is quietly acting as a vase, pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly on Monday, so ask him carefully next time we meet.

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"It's easier to involve him directly. In addition, watching him suddenly turn into a social elite or a ruthless pervert from his original expressionless appearance is really irresistible to me."

"It's really a good use of that suit." Roland smiled and drank a light glass of red wine.

Zhimura held his head and turned his head unhappily.

"Ah, Ayu." Turning his head, he found Ayu who came in from the door, a little flustered, "Don't get me wrong, we're just chatting, uh, just chatting... You, your performance is wonderful!" Oops, Stuck.The nervous Zhicun just wanted to hold his head and shout, why should he be caught by the right person who talked about it.

"It's just talking about why you want to become a fraudster." Roland, who didn't care, pushed his head away from Zhicun, and looked at the visitor with a half-smile, "and whether you will become a fraudster. .”

"You are very smart, no, it should be said to be a talent. You have a talent. It is not the kind of intelligence that changes quantitatively and qualitatively with age and life experience. Your talent is an innate and indescribable ability. .”

"You can do everything at your fingertips, so it's boring." Roland stared at Ayu with gray-blue eyes, with a faint layer of light floating in it, "Is it hard to live in this world? Having everything is equivalent to having nothing, nothing. Empty, with nothing to support."

Ayu tilted his head slightly, looked directly at him and responded, "What are you expecting?"

Roland just still looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

He thought for a while, "Fraudster... seems to be more interesting than usual. There are many possibilities, starting from the same point but arriving at different terminals." "Maybe I will keep doing it. Put on different skins and use fraudulent methods To express my feelings, to respond to those people's expectations." "Maybe I will succeed in deceiving myself in the end."

Slowly thinking about it, pausing for a while before continuing, and confiding his own words sentence by sentence, Ayou cast a layer of mirage over his barren and empty heart, trying to confuse outsiders.

"I will become a fraud master." Ayu made a promise.

Not bad resolution.Roland smiled.

"Okay." He put down his glass and clapped his hands, "I'm looking forward to it. Now, it's time for us to adjust our plans."

"The original plan was to let Zhicun pretend to be a doctor who produced a new type of anesthetic, sell the so-called anesthetic formula to the director at a high price of 500 million US dollars, and at the same time inform the police that when they rushed into the transaction site, we just fled with cash."

"Sounds simple," said Zhimura, who was not familiar with Roland and his team and was not long after being tricked into the fraud team, crossed his arms, with a look of vigilance on his face, "How can a normal adult be easily deceived."

"No. Humans may not believe the facts in front of them. What people want to believe is the truth that is beneficial to them." Roland raised his glass, shook it slightly, and smiled, "Contrary to some people's absurd dreams and ambitions, we Trafficking is an illusion. That's what we do."

"He will definitely be killed." Zhicun was completely unmoved.

"Living is mortal." Roland spread his hands, "Besides, now we have a big killer."

Zhicun and Roland's eyes turned to the absent-minded Ayu at the same time.

"?" Ayu pointed to himself, "Me?"

"Yes." "Give me a good job!" The two said in unison.

Ayu silently closed his mouth.

……

"On the one hand, the director has already given me 500 million dollars." From the pocket of his suit jacket, Roland took out a check and shook it between his fingers, "Look, I've got it. So it's okay for us to run away now." .”

Sighing happily and sadly, "It's a problem that my employees are too easy to use." Roland complained.

"Ah, ah." Zhicun, Zhicun's glasses were about to fall off, he couldn't believe it: "The old man gave you the money so easily? It's still 500 million! US dollars!"

"Yeah, 500 million is for anesthetics and formulas, and the other 1000 million is for Ayu's audition fee. Ayu is really easy to use," Roland praised, and continued, "On the other hand, the director asked Ayu to be the director of his movie. The protagonist of the play continued to be filmed. ——This guy, directly changed the protagonist of the play to the original male second friend A."

"Of course," Roland spread out his hands, holding his head up as a matter of course, "I agreed for the money."

"Huh?" Zhicun couldn't believe it again, "Aren't we scammers? What kind of scam masters are we who ran off to film a movie!"

"It's not 'us'," Roland pointed to the silent Ayou, "he went to film, and you and I continued to trade details. After the transaction, we ran away together. Ah, from this point of view, the film is destined to never be finished. , It can’t be broadcast anymore.”

It's a pity, it seems to be a very good script, and Ayu's acting is also wonderful.

Zhicun frowned and fell silent.

Roland tilted his head and observed the expressions of the two, so he smiled slightly and stopped talking.

If it was broadcast... Ayu thought of Gojo, Dazai and other people who feared the chaos of the world, and said decisively: "There is no need to broadcast."

Zhimura was still frowning, with a grudge in his heart.

"Haha, what a good boy." I don't know who he is talking about, Roland raised his glass and signaled to Ayu from a distance: "Wu Yun is prosperous."

"Wuyunchanglong means a big victory in battle, idiot, don't use words indiscriminately!" Huishen Zhimura was angry.

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This is the shooting of the last scene.

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"There is a serial killer lurking deep in your heart, and you want to appease him and fill his stomach with endless killings by becoming a detective."

"Ultimately the irrepressible urge to destroy, unleash your sinful nature, and flaunt it into the sun. You yearn for it, you fear it."

"When I approached you at first, I thought you were the same kind. But it's a pity," my friend stared at the detective holding a gun with deep and incomprehensible eyes, like looking at a grass that was trampled on the side of the road, with nothing in his heart Bo Lan, "You are always the child who curls up on yourself, even if I keep pushing you from behind, it won't help."

A is integrated with the darkness, he clearly knows the weakness of human nature and his own darkness, unlike a detective, he does not deny or refuse, and the struggle is finally defeated, he regards these malice and evil thoughts as part of himself Acceptance is as close as your own hand or foot, as natural as every breath, every sleep and every meal.

The detective watched him from behind his raised gun in horror and fascination.

"Never expose your weaknesses."

Even if the detective pointed a gun at him, his friend's voice was still unhurried, speaking like teaching a student,

"Whether you are capable or not, never be conceited, complacent, or let others see it,"

"There are so many things in the world that we don't understand."

Always a mystery.

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The adapted plot still unfolds from the detective's perspective, tracking down the criminals who have lost their heads and tails.Friend a is also like the original plot, basically only appearing on the phone to give the detective guidance, giving him help indistinguishable from real or fake, the focus of the change is on the last scene, which needs to show the friend's cold, restrained and obscure appearance.