Chapter 463 Hell’s Joke is late but here
“This way...” Kazami Yuya opened the door in front of him and gave up his position, watching his boss walk past the space he had given up. Tang Ze walked into the interrogation room through the passage and tried very hard to restrain his unnecessary expressions.
If you can't accurately interpret the emotions you want to express, then first learn to suppress your micro-expressions. It is also a good way to act without showing emotions and anger - this is still Karasawa Before he lost his memory, I taught him the same content.
Thinking of this, Feng Jianyu felt a little emotional and helpless.
He partially agrees with his boss’s thoughts about Karasawa’s amnesia – Karasawa’s cunning and ease can easily impress others. You have to say that this kid was really unprepared and had an accident during the attack. , people who know him generally don’t believe it.
But what are the reasons and basis for Tang Ze to do this? Does it mean that he has any confidence that he can grasp the direction of the situation even if he loses his memory?
"Hello, Dr. Kurahashi, we meet again." Pulling out the seat in front of him, Tangze sat down calmly and said to the person across the table in a serious manner, "You should also Remember me, I won’t introduce myself.”
Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who was sitting opposite, had his hands and feet shackled, and looked blankly as several people filed into the interrogation room.
Compared to the last time we met, his appearance was much more haggard, and the short stubble on his face had no time to be repaired, showing a sense of decadence.
"Aki Karasawa..." After a quick glance at the tense face of his former boss, Nobuhiko Kurahashi's attention completely moved to Karasawa's face, staring at him, almost staring at him. Two holes burned into his face.
His long-term disguise was seen through and exposed by this shrewd hunter after just one face-to-face meeting and a short period of communication.
What’s even more ridiculous is that he is the prey that he has locked up without authorization and needs to be slaughtered...
This kind of offensive and defensive change, the huge difference in failed calculations, coupled with the loss of high income A decent job, lost the career that he was interested in and participated in academic research... All of this made it difficult for Nobuhiko Kurahashi not to hate Karasawa.
"It seems that I left a deep impression on you." Accepting this unkind look calmly, Tang Ze responded with a light smile, "That's good, I hate meaningless things. There’s so much red tape, our next conversation can be more direct.”
Kurabashi Nobuhiko raised his eyelids and gave Karasawa a salty look: “I told you, I really don’t know. , all your efforts on me are in vain.”
"There is nothing surprising. Considering the fact that you were quickly exposed and became a prisoner, this is in line with my expectations of you." First, it touched Kurahashi's heart. Tang Ze admired him for a while and visibly twitched because of these words. With half of his face raised, he said in a casual and casual tone, "Do you know Kyousuke Futo?"
"Kyosuke Futo?" The center of his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, and Nobuhiko Kurahashi calmed down. He replied idealistically, "We know each other. We may have met at an academic conference. Do you have any questions?"
"Academic conference...are you bringing the 'Karasawa School' together or presenting opportunities? Is it called an academic conference? Don't get me wrong. I don't have to correct you. If this can add luster to your lack of academic resume, then please do it yourself. I won't disturb your enjoyment." Karasawa, who was full of offensive content, started to troll people in a row. Without waiting for Kurahashi Nobuhiko, whose facial features were distorted, to reply, he once again went straight to the point and said, "Just answer whether you know me or not."
< br>"...I already told you that we knew each other." Nobuhiko Kurahashi rolled his eyes, "We were able to chat with him at the academic conference."
"So he is also the one" A guy from the Tangze School." Closing his eyes slightly, Tangze shook his head, "If you don't want to tell the truth, forget it. You are just a mediocre participant in this school, and there are many people who want to confess. Not a big problem.”
With that said, he made a gesture to close the folder and stand up.
"...I didn't tell the truth!" Nobuhiko Kurahashi, whose heart skipped a beat, said stiffly, "Isn't this the real truth?"
"It's just mine. Observe, Futo Kyosuke’s academic achievements must be much higher than yours. It’s not surprising that you don’t know him.”
“Stop talking nonsense——”
“He is my current one. Attending doctor." One sentence interrupted the spell, and Tangze said simply, "Although I saw through the hypocrisy, he managed to get into this position."
The implication is that Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who has not even reached his level, would not be considered outstanding in a twisted police station, let alone on a broader academic stage. Who would give him the courage to do it? Plot against him?
"...That only shows that that scumbag has too much experience!" Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who couldn't bear it, suddenly raised his voice, "You have no idea how he verified his academic theories and how much harm he caused. I’m a minor. My style of writing theory is destined to be incompatible with his style! How can you say it’s my academic ability?”
“It seems that you understand his research very well. ?" Putting down the neatly stacked documents in his hands again, Tang Ze gave his first serious look tonight.
I don’t know whether it was due to the old and new grudges with Kyosuke Futo, coupled with the depression and pain caused by being in prison these days, Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who had already started, closed his eyes and poured beans out of the bamboo tube. General said: "He and I have similar research directions. We only have one share of funding, and I have no chance of getting it from him. So he hurriedly promoted human experiments, and when he couldn't allocate resources, he simply started making machines by himself." , has invested in an automobile company..."
"Automobile company?" In this series of emotional output, Jiang Guling caught a key word, "Has he invested in an automobile company?"
"There is only one fund... have you received funding?" Tang Ze's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, after all, our specializations are related to memory. It is impossible for investors to give us the same treatment. If we don't get the treatment, the experimental part cannot be implemented." At this point, Cangqiao's His anger kept building up, and he couldn't stand it anymore. "He actually used his personal relationship with the managers of the automobile company to sneak out the appropriate equipment, and then started testing it on children without saying a word. As for me, I just I will wait stupidly, and I can only get some illegal drugs with all my efforts..."
"You said you are fat and you are still breathing." Karasawa once again cut off Cangqiao's essay without mercy. His face was expressionless, "Do you want to praise you for being less harmful to society? Tell me, what kind of things did Fenghu experiment?"
"In terms of memory, what else can be used... some brainwashing devices, psychological Hinting or something..."
Rei Furitani, who was sitting next to him, picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper. Soon, a note was handed into Karasawa's hand.
Listening attentively to Nobuhiko Kurahashi's confession, Karasawa distractedly glanced at the content on the note.
【You have lost your memory and may not remember.
Some time ago, Pisco, the codename member who was exposed due to poor execution of the mission, is the president of a group mainly engaged in automobile production. 】
Tang Ze nodded and quietly buried the piece of paper into the last page of the document, thinking about it.
“Although the investors refuse to admit that fund, we all know that it is the licensing income from the patents left by Mr. Karasawa Ikawa, which he left to encourage the development of cognitive science. Special fund..."
Everyone else in the room all narrowed their eyes.
Isn’t this the intersection with the organization?
Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who had no idea about the information he revealed, was still gushing about Kyosuke Futo: "This is not something unique to him in the first place. When Mr. Karasawa was young, because of his theory The advance is particularly affected, which is the wealth that belongs to all cognitive mysteries researchers! But he deceived him in this way...
"And he is so skillful that he chooses students who are relatively easy to implement his plan. , whether that set of ghost things is effective on adults is a question..."
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"Dr. Fengdo, do you mean that you don't recommend Xiaolan to go to the park?"
"No, since you said that it is a place of great significance to her, then I personally have no objection to it. This kind of decision-making." Fuudo Kyousuke said this, but his heart was full of rage.
His equipment is only effective on minors, and the person he most wants to lose his memory is left intact.
As a result, not only did he fail to complete the original plan, but he also harvested two time bombs...
"However, I still hope that Mr. Lan will not force himself too much, even if his memory recovery is a The long-term process will not affect life too much. ”
"This is not forced." Mao Lilan said loudly and seriously into the phone receiver, "My amnesia has caused trouble to many people, but everyone is doing their best to help me... If I don't take the initiative myself Moving forward, that would be too much."
"This is what it looks like..." Futo Kyousuke sighed pretentiously, thinking about it, and said suggestively, "I remember, Karasawa-kun and yours. The residence is not far away. "Indeed, this child lives downstairs from us," Mouri Kogoro did not object.
"Then can you consider calling Karasawa along? Traveling with those of you who are familiar with him recently, the probability of his memory recovery will also increase." The dark glimmer in Fuudo Kyousuke's eyes flickered in the bright neon lights at night, "He is studying alone in Tokyo, and his living environment will inevitably have his own difficulties."
Because of the amnesia of Karasawa and Mao Lilan, triggering Miwako Sato blames herself for all these problems.
As long as the two of them go out at the same time, he will probably find the opportunity to block the policewoman.
If we can catch them all...
"Is that so..." Mao Lilan asked back uncertainly, thought for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Then, then I won't even If Karasawa calls us together..."
"It won't hurt to listen to the doctor's advice." Kyousuke Futo, who was on the other end of the radio wave, looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.
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"Doctor's orders are sometimes really unreliable." Yuya Kazami, who witnessed the whole process of Kurahashi's epilepsy, felt chills on the back of his neck. "Fortunately, fortunately, I always find it difficult to see a psychiatrist. , let alone asking colleagues in the team to treat him..."
Comparing the strong accusation and unwillingness in Kurahashi's words, it is not difficult to hear his main purpose of drugging the police officers of the Zero Team. I'm afraid that he and Futo Kyosuke came to the same destination by different routes.
The failure to compete against Kyosuke Futo had a great impact on him, stimulating him to further escalate his extreme behavior, and completely lost control after meeting Akira Karasawa, a heavyweight academic scholar. .
The question of how a person who could remain calm and dormant in Group Zero for so long suddenly evolved to dare to attack Tang Ze when they met for the first time was easily solved.
"This is how academics work. If you can't write a paper and get funding, you will go crazy." Tang Ze, the central figure in the topic, sighed without conscious thought, "You can't admit that you can't write a paper. Is it because I don’t have enough academic ability? If I can’t earn so much, then I can only blame Fuudo Kyosuke for being unreasonable.”
"In this way, there is a one-to-one correspondence with the keywords he revealed when he was first interrogated." Rei Fukutani, who was walking beside them and comparing the conjunctive records, nodded, "Then, 'Organization The idea of deliberately promoting and organizing research on cognitive science, and attracting talents through funding and support from some well-known companies, is basically established."
"Well, in this way. If so..." He protracted his tone, touched his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "Compared to Futo Kyousuke who likes to talk too much, Kurahashi Nobuhiko is more worthy of my father's true legacy."
The expressions of Gu Ling and Kazami Yuya were stagnant for a few seconds, and they did not understand Karasawa's train of thought.
“It was because he couldn’t get funding, his views weren’t mainstream enough, and he couldn’t do his own research that my dad went crazy like that. How could he write something explosive and exaggerate, so that he often didn’t He's more like a researcher, more like a missionary..." Tang Ze said with a sigh.
His memories before he was 10 years old are indeed fragmented, but it doesn’t mean that he can’t remember a single bit.
For example, what he remembers is that when he was out talking to other scholars, giving speeches everywhere, and being criticized and ridiculed to the point where he was like a mustache in academia, he returned home, pulled his hair back, and reflected on why he could not deceive new people. Pictures of investors... He still remembered a few bits and pieces.
"It will be a little comfort to tell Nobuhiko Kurahashi when I have the opportunity later." Karasawa, who shook his head, concluded like this.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether Karasawa was praising or derogating, and I didn’t know whether Nobuhiko Kurahashi would really comfort or break the defense of Rei Fukiya and Yuya Kazami: "..."
"But I have finally figured out the problem here with Kyosuke Futo." Karasawa clicked his tongue twice, "A mad scientist who knows the science of cognition... let me see it. There is no one more crazy than me in this world. I have never seen any of my father’s scientists.”
Rei Fukiya and Yuya Kazami were choked by the hell joke and couldn’t speak. “…”
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"So you just agreed...? Don't you really trust Dr. Futo and don't want to run out to play?"
After the heavy rain, the blue sky is as bright as the sky. Conan, who looked like a muggle under the clear sky and was tanned by the early autumn sun, asked Karasawa doubtfully while wiping his forehead.
"Is it because I don't trust him that I have to watch him more carefully?" Tang Ze, whose dressing style changed slightly and whose overall color scheme looked much younger, pulled the beret on his head and said, "Just in case. He just wants to take the opportunity to murder classmate Lan and me, but what should he do?"
"Is it really okay to take such a risk?" Conan said, looking at Mao Lilan's curious and interested expression, he said he was completely opposed to it. Without saying anything, he could only whisper in an unpleasant tone, "We still don't understand how the attacker caused you to lose your memory at the same time..."
"It doesn't matter." Hehe chuckled twice, and Tang Ze made a gesture of clenching his fist, "If he has the ability, he can try it again."
A sudden attack, or even amnesia caused by the attack. , it is very likely to happen to anyone except him.
His memory storage method is very strange. When he tries to block certain memories, it is difficult for even him to unlock them if he cannot find the appropriate keywords to awaken them.
It is very likely that a few months later, in order to test something, he followed the trend and used Futo Kyosuke's device to lock part of his memory more completely.
This may be because this part of the memory itself has a huge amount of information, or maybe the person he was a few months later has temporarily lost the ability to block a large amount of self-memory in a short period of time... What will happen in the future? Everything will be unclear. is unknown.
If you have lost your memory, you will not be able to remember the originally designed "keyword". This is a completely natural development. It is probably something that has no concept in your previous memory.
It's like locking the key in the safe, so cunning.
What exactly do you want to use this experiment to test, my future self?
“It’s not a bad feeling to retrieve memories like this,” Tang Ze smiled and shrugged, “Isn’t it interesting to play puzzles with yourself?”
“Hey, stop it. ." Suzuki Sonoko on the side couldn't help it. She raised her elbow and gave it to Karasawa. "You look like a reasoning madman when you talk like this. It's disgusting if you look closely."
"Hey, if you feel this way, that's the best thing." Tang Ze raised his hat and replied with a smile, "Isn't it just that I'm dressed up as a detective today? How about it, I look very detective. Taste it."
"In short, don't think of amnesia as something very interesting." Suzuki Sonoko rolled her eyes in annoyance, and glanced at Mao Lilan's side face secretly, "People who have lost their memory, I don’t feel pain anymore... Those of us who are left behind don’t feel like this.”
“Yuanzi.” To her surprise, Mao Lilan suddenly turned around and reached out to hold her. Her wrist, "I'm sorry for forgetting about you... But this can't be called abandonment, right?"
"Eh?"
"None of us have abandoned you, nor have we. Aren't I still here if I am left behind by anyone?" Mao Lilan opened her hand and gave her a solid hug, "Even if I can never remember it, you will still be my best friend. Thank you. You have been with me these days.”
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan...wow..."
Conan looked at them unable to recover. After a moment, he glanced at Tang Ze with surprised eyes.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me?"
"Although you don't remember, I always have the feeling that Xiaolan's spirit has been inexplicably trained well by you?"
“Huh?”
(End of this chapter)