The other side of the perfect world

They must have known each other from the very first moment they saw each other. Long before the two first met, they were doomed to have such a fate... They didn't pass by each other. They knew each other better than anyone else, and they only paid attention other side……

#01 Reunion

In the far future of the 21st century, which is full of luxury and money, Tokyo, the capital of Japan, has consistently lost its way in the illusion of extreme stability in a highly technologically advanced society.

At night, there are many tall buildings and bright lights.Intoxicated in the dream of Utopia, the whole city is still running in an orderly manner, under the surveillance and control of the so-called "Sibyl System".

The moment he pushed open the door of his own room, Qiao Nie Shen also thought he had seen a ghost.

In the dim room with a size of less than two tatami mats, only a simple single bed and a low wooden table, suddenly there was a man, and the man naturally crossed his legs in front of the small wooden table Sitting on the ground, holding in his hand the novel he just started reading four months ago - "On the Swann's Side".It was a book that couldn't be said to be very interesting, but it was very suitable for men's preferences.

The man was the same as before, wearing the same clothes as when he killed him half a year ago, except that the white T-shirt lacked the blood that was as gorgeous as fireworks at that time.The silver-white hair is slightly longer than before, and the hairstyle is still the same.The pair of golden pupils that looked like natural amber moved their eyes from the book to his face. Contrary to his shock, the man's eyes were calm, and the face outlined by the light in different shades appeared exactly the same as it was half a year ago. elegant smile.

"You...why are you still alive?"

Cunning bite blurted out.The sharp eyebrows are like a pair of open scissors, and the eyebrows are furrowed fiercely.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is the opponent of the fate he personally settled half a year ago.Even today, he still recalls in his dreams half a year ago, with the golden wheat field as the background, he, Qiao Shen, also killed this man——

Makishima Holy Guardian.

However, right now, the person who should have turned into a corpse appeared in front of him, alive, with flesh and blood.

What a joke!

Cunning couldn't help clenching his fists with both hands, as if the fist as hard as iron would smash the man who was getting up to pieces in the next second.

"Don't be so nervous..."

Makishima Shōgo lightly flicked his silver bangs and shook the book in his hand.

"I have no malicious intentions, I just came to borrow a book to read."

"Ah……"

Sneaking sneered, the eyes that stared at Makishima did not withdraw from the vigilant garrison.

"The bookstore is full of books, why would you want to break into a private house for them? Speaking of which, why are you still standing here and talking when you are clearly dead?"

"That's right!"

Makishima smiled slightly, and carefully put "On the Swan's Side" back to its original position.

"Why am I still alive? Oh, I also want to know this question, why?"

"I'm not in the mood to go around in circles with you!"

click!

What was reflected in the golden pupils was the black muzzle of the gun, which was pointing straight at his heart. Makishima recalled the scene of his "death" half a year ago very appropriately.At that time, he was facing the gradually setting sun and the man who vowed to kill him no matter what. He failed to see the black muzzle of the gun that once killed him, but now his wish has been fulfilled. .

"You want to kill me again?"

This is a question without any suspense at all, cunning Shenya - as long as this man knows that he is still alive, he will definitely kill him without hesitation!The ends of the earth will chase him, and then end his lonely life again.But... even though he knew he was going to die, he still found this man's home as soon as he recovered. The reason is not important, the important thing is that he did it and didn't regret it.

"Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh..."

He couldn't help laughing, he found that as long as he faced the death at the gunpoint of the cunning, he would become so happy, just like riding a merry-go-round in an amusement park, his whole body and mind happily floating in mid-air, thinking Never fall off yourself.

"why are you laughing?"

Slowly lowering the gun, Qiao Yao stepped forward, walking towards the man whose shoulders were trembling because of laughing.

He is well aware of the danger level of Makishima Seigo, but right now, he is more eager to know why the dead will be resurrected.Only by figuring this out, can he take further action - to kill or not to kill.

Grasping Makishima's arms with both hands, the warm body temperature that can only be felt when the fire of human life is not extinguished is transmitted through the white T-shirt.

This guy... is really alive...

Meeting the puzzled and probing eyes of Koujima, Makishima stopped laughing, raised his smooth chin calmly, and explained: "I am neither a zombie nor a ghost...someone revived me, although I don't know whether that person has What purpose, but I am still very grateful to him, after all...he gave me a second chance to meet you."

"Hmph, I don't want to meet you again."

Qiao Nian let go of his hand and casually slapped the gun on the small wooden table, making a unique sound of metal colliding with wood, heavy, just like the air in the room at this time.

"You became a murderer in order to carry out your justice, and now you can only hide in such a place to escape the pursuit of the police station. Is it really worth it?"

Makishima was as casual as if he was in his own home, he jumped up slightly, and sat on the bed of Qiao Nian, his two slender legs were shaking rhythmically under the bed.

"It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not, I just have to kill you."

After finishing these words calmly, Qiao Nie let out a heavy sigh, as if vomited out all the grievances accumulated in the past six months.He also came to the bed and sat down, shoulder to shoulder with Makishima.

"Who is the person who saved you? It can't be the Sibyl system!"

It is not surprising to come to such a conclusion. Although I don’t know what the meaning of the Makishima Saint Guardian is to the Sibilla system, this omniscient and omnipotent system that controls the entire city has undoubtedly been or has been deliberately ignoring Makishima’s crimes. , Even once put their criminal department in danger in order to cover up criminals.If it was said that Makishima's rescue had nothing to do with Sibilla, that would make him feel extremely strange!

"As for the person who saved me, I am still at a loss."

Makishima raised a bitter and mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the underpowered fan on the faded ceiling.

"I woke up lying in bed, the same spotless white sheets as a hospital bed, a treatment center bed, and I was a little bit lost when I realized I was alive..."

Turning their heads to look at the cunning who also turned their heads to look at themselves, their eyes were glued together, like milk being poured into coffee, and it was impossible to tell who was who.After a while, Makishima continued: "Compared to being saved by someone who doesn't know why, it would be better for me to die like that at your hands... However, since I survived, it proves that there is something else I need to do!"

"Don't talk so high-sounding, all you want to do is commit a crime, isn't it!"

Snake yelled loudly.It seemed that the city was in dire straits due to the reappearance of Makishima, and a shudder ran down his spine.

"Crime has never been my pursuit, you know it better than anyone else, don't you? Sly."

Makishima squinted his eyes, took a deep breath of air, and the turbid air mixed with the pungent smell of smoke immediately filled his chest cavity.

"Breathing like this seems like a long time ago."

"So, you didn't see who saved you when you woke up?"

Kou doesn't want to listen to Makishima's useless nonsense, but just wants to get to the point as soon as possible.

"There were a lot of people who rescued me. They were all wearing white robes. They looked like doctors. There were also some security guards in uniform... They were not so much protecting me as they were guarding me, so... I escaped."

The thin lips curved proudly, Makishima has absolute confidence in his skills, just like when he escaped on the transport plane, the only time he missed was when he confronted the man sitting next to him, and it was that time The only failure cost him his life.

"You've always been good at running away!"

Sly said sarcastically.

There are doctors and security personnel. If it weren't for some rich and powerful person, I might not be able to hire so many people, and these people are ordinary people who can be safe and sound under the eyes of the Sibyl system.So, why save Makishima?It's just a coincidence...it's unrealistic to think about it.Those who saved Makishima must know or want to know the value of Makishima.

"I can escape, isn't it because the person who pursued me is not you?"

In his own way, Makishima spoke highly of Kou.The moment he was born into this world with an exempt physique, he was doomed to be lonely.Being completely accepted by society is also completely rejected, and this man named Shinya Koya is in a sense similar to him.Deviating from the control of the system with his own consciousness and implementing his own justice, he is the only one who thinks, judges and acts independently as a "human being". Therefore, Kou is also lonely and chooses to be rejected by society independently.

"Hey, cunning..."

Makishima propped his hands on the bed, shrugged his shoulders, and his slightly narrowed golden pupils scanned the side face of the cunning like a scanner.

"Why don't you kill me? Now that I'm next to you, it's much easier to kill than half a year ago."

"Why didn't I kill you?"

A ferocious wry smile appeared on his face for a moment, and Qiao Ya put his palm against the center of his forehead, as if he was thinking desperately or struggling with some unreasonable theory. The lead weight struck his temple left and right.

"...Because I've had enough of killing you."

It has been half a year, and the death of Makishima Seigo in exchange for sacrificing his identity as an executive officer and his long-standing position of existence brought him not the pleasure of revenge, nor the pride of justice, but a kind of love that goes with him wherever he goes. Emptiness and loneliness.

Even after leaving the Criminal Section of the Public Security Bureau, even with the helmet that can confuse people, he is still under the omnipotent control of the Sibilla system. The message: The Sibyl system is not something worth your life to protect.

At the beginning, he killed Makishima at all costs, but the result was that in the next six months, he recalled what Makishima said, did, and quoted books all the time.He had to admit that the man who had killed his subordinates, lured countless people to commit crimes, and had blood on his hands had penetrated into his bone marrow like a drug, becoming an addiction he couldn't quit.While negating those extreme theories and behaviors, he fully understands and approves them. It is really an emotion so contradictory that he himself cannot understand it.

"Is it okay to be in a daze in front of the enemy? Qiao Yao, if you don't kill me, I may kill you or others at any time."

Two thin lips outlined a smile of unknown meaning, Makishima wondered how long his second life could last in front of Sly.

"If you have any unscrupulous attempts this time, I will stop you, or even kill you...but not now."

At the same time as the last syllable fell, Snake jumped out of the bed, took the laptop placed in the corner to the small wooden table, and pressed the power button.

"As a criminal, do you want to continue to perform the duties of the police?"

The smile on Makishima's face was even stronger, and the eyes that stared at the cunning seemed to be admiring the portrait painted by Raphael.

"I'm a cop at all times!"

Cunningly didn't look up, but looked at the lit computer screen seriously.

"By the way, what are you going to do in the future? I'm not a shelter here..."

As he tapped his fingers on the keyboard quickly, he asked with his head buried in his head.

"Are you tactfully driving me away?"

Makishima stood up and got out of bed, and came to Qiao Yao's side.The moderately bright screen caught his attention.

"Did something happen?"

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