After I divorced from chaos step

You can't just listen to half a sentence of Gogol's words.

He and Tuosi recognized each other and recognized each other as their close friends. In the early years, I misunderstood the relationship between the two of them.

They have been dancing in Yokohama for so long, causing the world to turn upside down. Although I didn't participate in it, I heard Osamu Dazai mention part of it.Now he suddenly showed a strong killing intent towards Tuo Si, it was indeed——

and many more.

It's strange that he only has murderous intentions towards Tuosi, but no hatred.

Contrary to me.

I only have hatred for Tuosi, not killing intent.

Even if Tosi messed up my whole life from my youth to the present, and made me fall into the current situation, I can't guarantee that I can kill him ruthlessly.But now that he is gone, it is absolutely impossible for me to revive him when I am full.

"Gogol, no matter what enmity there is between you and Tosi, it has nothing to do with me."

Gogol rested his chin on his hands, tilted his head and looked at me like a child.

"Yuanjiang, what you said is wrong. Tuo Sijun is my only close friend, how can there be hatred between me and him?"

I was speechless, jumped from the merry-go-round to the center, stretched out my hand and quickly crushed the axis responsible for the rotation, and the whole merry-go-round came to a standstill.

The loud music also stopped.

There was a moment of silence in the whole space.

"Gogol, where are the books?"

It takes a lot of work to get the answer to a question from a real liar who claims to be a great magician.Ranpo once taught me the skills of observation and cliché, allowing me to figure out the opponent's psychology, but I have never only played straight balls.

I am also used to writing my purpose on my face.

"I can tell you the whereabouts of the book, but you have to answer me a question."

"Say."

I basically can't answer Gogol's question.

I have heard Tuosi and Gogol discuss the meaning of human beings and the world, and the topic of eternal belief.They used the language of gods and gods, and the twists and turns made me confused from beginning to end.

But I don't think they know real happiness.

"Yuanjiang is really concise and concise, and he refuses to say a word." Gogol also jumped off the stationary merry-go-round, "Do you know why this level is called crime and punishment?"

It's over.

It really is a nagging question.

Fortunately, Tuosi often talked about the exam questions and answers, so I replied: "Sin is breathing, and punishment is thinking."

"It's not good to copy Tuo Sijun's words." Gogol was not satisfied with this answer, "Besides, you don't understand the meaning of his words at all."

I was a little angry: "You also know what he said, it is impossible for me to understand."

"The minds of mortals and Mr. Tuosi really don't communicate, so it's hard for you. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Gogol took out two pieces of purple leather candy from his pocket and handed them over. Gave me a piece, "Tell me like you used to."

I dare to eat Tuosi's candy, but I really dare not eat Gogol's candy.

Crime and punishment are associated with a Russian matryoshka-like amusement park. The only meaning I can think of is——

"The crime is that we didn't spend our childhood well before, and the punishment is that we play amusement rides non-stop now?"

Seems... makes sense?

"Hahahahaha-"

Gogol laughed out loud without concealing it, and he died out of laughter.After laughing for a long time, he supported the pillar and straightened up.

"Yuanjiang, you are such an interesting guy."

"you flatter me."

"I agree with everything about Tuo Sijun, except for his picky eyes. I'm curious how he fell in love with you?"

"..."

Sure enough, Gogol could never just listen to half a sentence.

"A year ago, I betrayed Mr. Tuo Si." Gogol finished laughing and joking, and seemed to be planning to start talking seriously. "It should be equivalent to betrayal in your eyes, because I want to know his supernatural power."

"Tuosi's supernatural ability? Crime and punishment?" I asked suspiciously, "Can't you just touch the body to kill the other party?"

Gogol smiled wryly and said, "You really don't know him at all. Forget it, you don't even know my supernatural powers, and you always confuse me with the courier." After a pause, he continued, "I think Know all about crime and punishment."

"In terms of crime and punishment, I have heard a story with the same name." I interrupted.

Not only "Crime and Punishment", along the way, every house name I have seen and heard, whether it is the first "Idiot", "The Poor", "The Gambler", or later "White Night", Atsushi Nakajima and Jinghua Izumi encountered "Demons" and all these house names are stories that Tuo Si once told me.

When I was a teenager in a foreign country, I often suffered from insomnia and stayed awake all night. After Tosi knew about it, he came to my room and told me bedtime stories.

He likes to sit in a chair by the bed with a cup of coffee and go from steaming hot to cool.

At first I thought he would tell the romantic fairy tales in "One Thousand and One Nights", because Yukimura had read them to me when I was a child.

But what Tosi told was a story I had never heard before.

About the lives of various groups of people in society, their hard or miserable experiences.Thoughts about religion, irrational discussions, and sparks from the collision of ideals and reality.

He always likes to use long sentences. In his stories, there are no cold winters and stars, and there is no happy ending that is common in fairy tales.

With superficial cognition, I often fell asleep after hearing half of it, and his story really became a hypnotic story.

He was a man full of contradictions.

He could play the cello for the children in the orphanage for free, but he didn't hesitate at all when he used the children to kill people.

He can hold the hand of a miner who died of a serious illness due to his life, and sincerely pray for him, but he can also let a pile of corpses of people who have no hatred against him spread across the field in a blink of an eye.

He is compassionate, and he is also the one who suffers from misery.It is he who wants to destroy the world, and it is he who wants to save the world.

In a word, he is crazy.

"I'm not interested in listening to stories." Gogol interrupted my recollection, "I wanted to know about Tuo Sijun's abilities, crimes and punishments, so I asked Sigma. That kid's abilities can help me. "

"and then?"

"Then I still can't kill Tuo Sijun." Gogol shrugged, "I thought I succeeded, but in fact I failed."

"You want to kill Tuosi? Why?" If Gogol was telling the truth, his words would be amazing, "Aren't you close friends?"

"Yes, of course we are." Gogol, "It is because he is my lifelong friend that I want to kill him, to free myself from the shackles of morality and thought, and to gain the real freedom like a bird. free."

"Crazy!" The more I listened, the more outrageous I felt, and I interrupted him, "You will only bear the guilt of killing your best friend. How can you get rid of it? Besides, the society of birds is actually similar to the society of humans. What do you think?" The real freedom you pursue like a bird is actually a product of your own fiction."

I bent down and put my palms on the ground, the floor disintegrated under my palms, and the disappearing range gradually spread from the center to the surroundings.

This is the first time that the special training given to me by Mr. Jin and Osamu Dazai has been used in practice on a large scale.

"It's so funny, they are all human, one wants to be a god, and the other wants to be a birdman." I said with emotion, "Only Sigma, although he is a paper person, wants to be a real person."

Why did the Five Decays of Heaven and Man fail a year ago? Now I finally know the reason.

Too many lunatics.

"Tell me, where is the book?"

"I got the book, Yuan Jiang, what do you want to do?" A book appeared in Gogol's hand, he touched the spine of the book with his fingertips, and turned it slowly in his hand, "What do you want, Tuo Sijun gave it to me."

I replied truthfully: "I want to fix it and revive my friend, Ranpo Edogawa."

The situation I originally imagined was that I could use the excuse of resurrecting Tuosi to get the book from Gogol, and then only write down the name of Ranbu, and only resurrect him.But I didn't expect that Gogol and Tosi were not allies, and the former wanted to kill the latter.

"Although I failed to kill Mr. Tuosi," Gogol pulled off his coat and put the book inside, "but ah, preventing his resurrection is considered a kind of betrayal. So I can't give you the book Oh, sorry."

When I jumped in front of him to grab the book, his body leaned over, and the cloak was connected to the far wall, pulling him away from me in an instant, keeping a certain distance from me.

"Gogol, I can't revive Tosi unless I'm an idiot."

"Aren't you? Yuan Jiang." The magician standing on the wall smiled, "Don't be too quick to get angry, look at you, you just want to get the book, and you only know that restoring the book can fulfill your wish .But no one ever told you about the laws of the book?"

Before I had time to get angry at his previous sentence, I was stunned by the latter sentence.

Yes.

I don't know the laws of the book at all, and I don't know anything about it.I don't know the writing format, and I don't know what color pen to use to write, whether to write in Japanese or English or Chinese characters, and there is no requirement to inform in advance.I don't even know what it looks like.

The main reason is that the matter of finding a book happened too suddenly.

"According to Yuanjiang's understanding ability, it is also difficult for me to explain clearly to you." Gogol put away all the playfulness in his eyes and said solemnly, "There is a difference between what is written in the book and the real world. Logical, otherwise it's just a scrap of paper."

I repeated: "In line with real-world logic?"

"Yes, for example, if you only rudely write 'make Mr. Pushkin the number one handsome guy in the world', such illogical things will not come true."

"This is too difficult, and it can't be realized in books." Unless all men of above-average appearance in the world die suddenly overnight, Pushkin may be able to come out on top.

"So don't you understand? It has to match the real world."

Gogol's downcast eyes lifted up slightly.

"I'm afraid you got the book. If you want to revive Mr. Edogawa, you must also revive Tuo Sijun. They disappeared together."

"……Yes."

In order to prevent Tosi from harming Ranpo, I secretly planted the heterogeneous virus that Pushkin gave me in the early years on Ranpo. Tosi's fate was bound in one direction. After Ranpo was decomposed that day, he also disappeared.

"Tuo Sijun knew from the very beginning that you got the heterogeneous virus from Pushkin and knew that you planted it on him."

I clenched my fists: "Why do you know this?"

"Because, ah, ah, ah," Gogol tilted his head, and deliberately slowed down his speech, making it look funny like a child, "This is Tuo Sijun's acquiescence."

"!!!"

"He got the book very early, and he didn't have the ability to predict. He just made all possible assumptions based on all possible situations and with his mind different from ordinary people. Everything that might happen He had considered the ending.

Including the secret room here, and why I am standing here now, it seems that countless IF lines have been derived, and the end of each line is pinched by him. "

"Seeing that you don't quite understand, forget it, let's put it this way, Tuo Sijun is quite familiar with the laws of the book. He believes that you can repair the book, and he also believes that you will resurrect him, whether it is your own will or not. .”

When Gogol said this, he shed two lines of tears.

"It's so sad."

"It's really sad. This means that even if you know it's a trap, you have to jump into it without hesitation."

Only by conforming to the logic of the real world can it become a reality, whether it is my own will or not...

This is too much.

I was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

"Abandoning the promise to a close friend is a kind of betrayal. Preventing Tuo Sijun from resurrecting is tantamount to killing him." Gogol threw the book into the air, and many black circles fell from his huge cloak. Ball - he carries a lot of guns. "I enjoy extreme pain, but also extreme happiness."

If the book was blown to pieces, it would be difficult for me to collect all the wreckage and restore it.

The process of its fall was magnified countless times in my eyes, and I remembered the letter Ranpo wrote to me.

What kind of mood did he use to write the ink that was hidden under the paper and was hidden before it dried?

…He gave me his future.

Ranpo wants to live.

I want to live in disorder.

I tiptoed and chased after the book.

In the overwhelming sound of explosions, I could clearly see Gogol's mouth shape.

"I'm relieved," he said.

Magicians are always moody, and he should be happy at this moment.