The other side of the perfect world

#12 Camera Obscura

The dilapidated iron door was pushed open, and the creaking sound was a little quicker and rougher than usual.

Almost at a suicidal speed, Qiao Yao hurried back to the apartment without even taking off his wet coat, ran straight to the small wooden table, and opened the laptop.

From behind, Makishima followed in with slow steps, took off his raincoat, and brushed his somewhat messy hair.

In front of him, Qiao Nian was typing on the keyboard, part of his face was covered by the screen, even so, he could see how serious his face was.

During the time when Kouya was concentrating on the computer screen, Makishima just sat quietly by the side, reading "Animal Farm" that he hadn't finished before.

Although he loved George Orwell's "1984" more than this book, it was also a pleasure to read novel histories of revolutions while waiting for someone.

"This is it!"

After a long while, Qiao Nian rang out with a voice of surprise, and successfully regained Makishima's attention from "Animal Farm".

"look here!"

Before Makishima took the initiative to approach him, Kouchi grabbed Makishima's arm and pulled him over.

This action was done so naturally that both Koujima and Makishima realized how bizarre it was between the two of them only after the action was over.

Mortal enemies, the two of them originally had this kind of relationship——

To live and to perish; to kill, and to be killed.

However, what is unbelievable is that no matter how you look at them now, they look like partners who have cooperated for a long time, or lovers who have been dating for many years?

Thinking of such a metaphor, Makishima couldn't help but smile.

Their respective original trajectories seem to have shifted unconsciously.As for whether the offset should be corrected, this question was put in front of him without hesitation, and then he ignored it.

"cough!"

Involuntarily, he cleared his throat.

His throat isn't itchy, but Kouchi needs to rely on this to put his shaken emotions back into place, otherwise he might appear unnatural when facing Makishima.

The hand holding Makishima's arm did not let go.

"Look, here, there is a message."

Makishima looked in the direction of Sly's finger, and there was a very ordinary-looking message displayed on the black message board.

The message uses a common font, ordinary white, but the content is——

"You, do you want an immunity physique?"

"This is……"

Even Makishima's golden eyes couldn't help but widen at the moment when he saw the words "Physical Immunity".

"This is the private section of DeadCupid's socialintercourse, the 'black box' I told you about earlier."

Nodding his head, Makishima never forgot a single word that Kouya had said to him.

Username: DeadCupid, also known as Oda Kiyoya.

"I've been paying attention to the comments in the past month. If it wasn't for the mention of 'exoneration physique', I almost forgot, here..."

As he spoke, Qiao Nian lightly tapped the screen twice.

"Three months ago, DeadCupid made such a post."

Touch the screen to open the post. After Makishima read it, a pair of golden pupils immediately showed great interest.

Because, if it were him, I'm afraid he would have some novel ideas after seeing such a post!

It's just that the so-called novel idea isn't really an annoyance for DeadCupid, but something a little more challenging.

The content of the post is as follows:

"Today, I killed someone... I killed him, a living person! I didn't want to kill him, I didn't want to kill him... No, I also wanted to kill him, I don't know whether he should die or not, Sometimes I think he deserves to die, and sometimes I feel that the one who deserves to die is me... But it's over, I finally killed him today, what should I do? I killed someone... Those guys from the Public Security Bureau will come after me , They won't let me go... Hue or something, I don't want to know anymore, it's all over... Everything... I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to kill, I want to kill I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill, I want to kill..."

As for this somewhat incoherent post, the replies below are all kinds of strange.

Some people pretended to be kind and wrote "Surrender yourself!", "Talk to a psychiatrist"; while some people wrote nonchalantly, "Is this a sense of existence?", "You can tell it's a lie at a glance. ", "This guy is crazy"...

Among all kinds of messages, there is only one that Makishima cares about the most, and that is the one that Kou asked him to read just now——

"You, do you want an immunity physique?"

Even if it's a joke, most people probably won't be able to know the term "exemption physique".For some reason, Makishima had indescribable psychological fluctuations about this sentence.

"If it is said that Oda Kiyoya really has the constitution of immunity, he should also be inseparable from this guy."

As Qiao Nian said, his eyes fell on the bottom of this reply - four katakana used to mean "teacher" were written in the place of the user name.

Not "teacher", but the pronunciation of "Mr".

It feels a little weird...

Curved fingers lightly touched his lips, and his cunning instinct told him that this "teacher" would be a troublesome guy.

"So you plan to beg that Gao Yuming again?"

Raising his eyes, Makishima raised the corner of his mouth to ask, and the cunning next to him immediately showed a "don't be kidding" expression.

"Forgive me for that kind of wordy uncle! Besides, if it costs you another 500 million, I can't stand it."

"Oh... don't worry, I don't need you to pay back the money."

"It's because I don't need it that I can't bear it!"

Hearing what Kouchi said in a resolute voice, Makishima felt as if he was being watched by a vigilant wolf.

"Owing you a favor is more terrifying than paying you back 500 million."

"I see, there are times when you feel afraid..."

Makishima teased with a smile, and shrugged his shoulders resentfully after receiving the merciless eye-knife from Sly.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Just do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Makishima found that Kou took out the mobile terminal and dialed a person's number.

"Hi, this is Oda Kiyoya."

"Ah, doctor, it's me, Mizushima."

Kou immediately spoke to Oda Kiyoya on the other side of the mobile terminal in a tone that fit the character of "Mizushima".

Eh~ I actually contacted Kiyoya Oda...

Makishima looked at the side face of the cunning with interest, that face was smiling, and this smile undoubtedly conveyed a warm feeling to the other party.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable discomfort in his heart, even though he knew that Qiao Yao was acting, but when he thought that Oda Kiyoshi on the other side could also enjoy such gentle treatment from Qiao Yao, this discomfort burned his heart even more.

The conversation didn't take long, and soon Kou turned off the mobile terminal, and while turning his head, he met Makishima's eyes.

"What's wrong with you? There's something wrong with your expression."

"nothing……"

After calmly answering, Makishima slipped out a sentence: "I didn't expect you to have Oda Kiyoya's contact information?"

"As a patient, shouldn't this be a matter of course! Besides, you were the one who asked me to approach Kiyoya Oda pretending to be gay, wasn't it?"

"Yes, that's true, but I just let you approach him, but I didn't let you seduce him."

"lure?"

First he was taken aback for a moment, and then cunningly laughed out loud.

"You misunderstood, my aesthetics are not that bad."

Standing up, he straightened his coat and looked out the window.

"It seems that the rain has stopped, let's go!"

Makishima didn't ask where he was going, because he already knew the destination through the conversation between Kouya and Oda Kiyoya just now.

"Is it really okay to bring my light bulb?"

Putting on a white trench coat, he asked casually.

"You're not a light bulb, remember? I said I needed your help."

"Oh? How can I help?"

"I'm responsible for diverting Oda Kiyoya's attention. You take this opportunity to sneak into his room and look for clues about that mysterious 'teacher'."

"You mean to let me break in illegally, Mister Ex-Executive."

Putting one hand into the pocket of the windbreaker, Makishima smiled.

Hearing this, Qiao Nie frowned, and unwillingness flashed across his face in the blink of an eye.He somewhat inadvertently resisted the title of "former executive officer", but he quickly relieved it.Although I hate the job of being a police officer, it is not the person who wears the ID of the Public Security Bureau, but the one who holds the Dominator is the policeman.

Police, he never gave up.

"Whatever you want to understand, in short, this is my affirmation of your skill, which is not wrong."

"Thank you so much."

Instead of continuing to ridicule his "predecessor", Makishima turned around and was about to set off. At this moment, a sly voice sounded behind him.

"Oh yes, this is for you."

Turning around, a black coat was suddenly thrown over.

"Ok?"

"It's cold after the rain. The one on your body is too thin. Wear this, although it's not white."

After Qiao Nian finished speaking, he quickly checked the items he was carrying, and walked out of the gate before Makishima.

Holding the heavy black coat, Makishima's mood was indescribably complicated.

In terms of material, this coat is indeed much thicker than the windbreaker he was wearing, and it feels soft to the touch. Although the color is not suitable for him, he thinks it will be comfortable and warm to wear.

But...why would the cunning do this?

This man who seems careless in life is surprisingly careful?

It wasn't until now that Makishima realized that he didn't know much about cunning.

"Are you paying me back in disguise?"

Putting on the black overcoat, he shouted at the cunning who was standing at the gate.

"Come out! We are running out of time..."

Glancing at his watch, Kou continued the unfinished conversation, and only this time answered Makishima's question.

"This coat is not a favor, it's just a whim."

"Is it on a whim..."

The beautiful lips curled up, and Makishima felt that he had gained a lot of new knowledge today. One: Shen Koo is also very considerate, and the other: Shin Koo is also very dishonest.

Sure enough, as long as he is with this man, his life will not be boring, so in the future, will he gradually not feel lonely?

The tall and slender figure finally left the room. Behind, through the clean glass window, outside the window, the rain stopped, but the sky was not sunny.

"I said, I feel so weird. Sometimes I feel that I am out of control. That person is not me at all. I obviously don't want to do that kind of thing, right? Talk, you talk, teacher!"

The male voice on the other end of the mobile terminal sounded hysterical, but the man sitting on the fabric sofa reading a book listened with gusto.

However, just listening, he did not utter a single syllable.

Silence is sometimes more frightening than sound.

Human beings are creatures that are always looking for a sense of identity, for an audience, for companionship...

Why is this so?

Because human beings are weak.

Without the support of others, it is impossible to live, and without the company of others, it is impossible to form a family, let alone form a society. This is the gregarious nature of human beings.

"But...I am not your friend, let alone your savior..."

After closing the book, the man began to talk to himself. From the slightly parted lips, it can be seen that the man is a fickle type.

"This experimental subject is almost coming to an end... In the end, will it be driven to a dead end by the hound? Or will it be driven to a dead end by its own crime coefficient?"

No matter which option is available, it will only lead to a "dead end". He is very happy with such an ending.

Others' BADENDING is one's own HAPPYENDING - in this world, there are always one or two human beings who are similar to him.

"Right, Makishima Shrine..."