Chapter 857: Deep in Death
“So I’ve really been dead for so long...”
“Is this the only conclusion you came to after looking at your phone for a long time?” Matsuda Jinpei He put his hands on his hips helplessly, not knowing whether to call him crazy or mentally competent, "Don't you have any extra thoughts about such an exaggerated thing like coming back from the dead?"
"There's no way. "It feels so unreal." Hagiwara Kenji leaned against the window and pulled the shutters of the RV. In the gap between the windows, the Tokyo street scene was receding rapidly. "I felt like I was still experiencing adrenaline surges just a moment ago. I jumped towards the bomb, and the next second, Xiao Zhenping and Xiao Zhufu, who suddenly grew up a little, appeared and said to me, you have been dead for seven years or something..."
He understood the truth. This magical resurrection mechanism completely brought back his consciousness at the moment of death, so from his perspective, it was like a bomb exploding, and his eyes closed and opened again. The world has become a different place.
But the misalignment in perception does exist. As his receptive and learning abilities are stronger, it will still take some time to accept this kind of memory transformation.
He is still in the aftermath of the explosion.
"There is nothing wrong with it. Although the moment is short, in that last second, you should have replayed all the revolving doors of life in your mind, and imagined the reactions of others after your death. Now..." Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his hair twice, and his voice became softer, "I feel relieved knowing that these things have come true, but there is still room for redemption."
"Ha, I almost forgot that you and I died in the same way." Hagiwara Kenji turned his eyes and turned his sharp gaze to Matsuda Jinpei's face, "It's so mean to be hurt by such a mean guy twice in a row. , It’s really unpleasant.”
“There’s nothing to be angry about. That guy is still lying half-dead in the hospital.” Zhu Fu Jingguang’s eyes were wide open as he closed his eyes to rest. There is still some use in keeping him, and his palace is not touched. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can go there to vent it.”
"Forget it, since this guy has been completely arrested and can't get rid of the water, I have no interest in beating up the drowned dog." The smile on Hagiwara Kenji's face faded a little, "When he wakes up and formally accepts the trial, then Call me.”
Even if the two of them have been saved by magical power and returned to the world, it cannot erase the fact that the bomber maliciously used explosives to kill them.
Hagiwara Kenji was lucky to have friends who remembered him and waited until a miracle happened. However, the other police officers who also died on the rooftop that day and those injured by the explosion did not have such good luck. Lucky.
After learning from Matsuda Jinpei about Karasawa's brutal ending for the prisoner, Hagiwara Kenji was relieved at first that his friend had not completely crossed the line of murder, and then he just felt happy.
The circumstances of Yoji Motohashi's crimes are egregious and have extremely bad social impact. There are also factors involved in murdering the police. When this guy recovers from the painful and desperate burns, what awaits him? Predictable death penalty trial.
From this point of view, Karasawa's method of encouraging Matsuda Jinpei to fight back with a light and small-power explosive is not bad. The damage caused by the burns to the quality of life is completely devastating. He will continue to drag his body and continue to linger. Even if the review of the death penalty lasts for a long time, what this time brings to Motohashi Yoji is not the joy of living in contention, but the torture of the pain being magnified.
This is good, very suitable for a bomber who has brought such pain to so many people.
Kang Ze is full of tricks when it comes to tormenting his enemies.
"I really thought about a lot of things at that time. I was worried about both my sister and you." Hagiwara Kenji slowly exhaled, "Never mind that you also died in his hands. , Sister, she seems to be doing well, that’s good.”
At this time, he will be glad that he died on a mission not long after joining the job.
He got along well with his colleagues, but in the end they did not develop into life-and-death friendships. His death would cause pain to some people and create indelible memories, but it would not become an eternal trauma. He left a lasting impression on these people. He would be relieved by the fact that someone in the same position could do very little damage.
Even if you have died, it is a heavy thing to bear too many karma.
Matsuda Jinpei opened his mouth and saw Hagiwara Kenji's somewhat absent-minded expression, but still didn't say anything.
Now Kenji Hagihara still has fresh memories of the explosion. This is not the time to discuss those topics. In fact, like Karasawa, he needs to have a good sleep, take a rest, and sort out his thoughts.
Seeing that the others did not answer, Hagiwara Kenji touched his nose and tried hard not to let the scene cool down: "So, those things I vaguely saw before I woke up were actually from death to life. The process? The underworld is like this, which is a bit beyond my expectation.”
"What did you see?"
Tangze, who had his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight suddenly, startling a few of them.
"Hey, your way of getting up like a corpse is too scary, isn't it?" Matsuda Jinpei, who instinctively leaned back and sat up straight again, complained, "Why did you suddenly wake up at this time? Are you really sleeping or are you pretending to be asleep..."
"When you sleep enough, you will wake up naturally." Tang Ze smoothed his hair that was messed up by his sleep, and spit out a breath that didn't smell of alcohol at all. Breathe and sit up straight.
There is no way, his sleep is always stuck between dreams and reality, and it is difficult to fall asleep on time.
"I'm not wronging you at all if you die of overwork one day." Matsuda Jinpei threw a bottle of water over and said angrily, "What else can I see? It's just the color of the blue ocean. Or the moon or something..."
"Hey, did you see it too?" Hagiwara Kenji raised his eyebrows in surprise, "The true face of death is so peaceful..."
"Well, that's true. When I saw it, I didn't realize what it was. I thought it was some meaningless fragments at the last moment of consciousness dissipating." Zhu Fu Jingguang touched the back of his neck and recalled, "It's that kind of thing. , a very saturated, very true blue, more like a gemstone with a high content of certain elements than the ocean..."
"Klein Blue?" Buried in the pile of information. Miyano Akemi suddenly raised her head, "What about red, and moonlight?"
"Absolutely. A golden color." Matsuda Jinpei nodded, and then the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, "Can this kind of thing still become a collective memory?"
"Yeah, what's going on?" Miyano Akemi squinted at Karasawa, who was holding his chin in thought.
Moreover, if Xingchuan hadn't been driving, this guy would probably have similar feelings.
"In my opinion, the picture I saw was more specific." Hagiwara Kenji confirmed everyone's descriptions and recalled carefully, "I saw the chains, and I had a very clear feeling that I was rising. "Besides, the light I saw doesn't look like the moon..." He squinted his eyes, trying to catch the fragments that flashed in the corner of his consciousness, and slowly described the specific scene he saw.
“There is a very deep black in the middle, as black as a black hole, and then outside the black is a golden circle of light, a bit like a total solar eclipse. Do you want me to describe it accurately? If so, I might think it looks like an eye.”
"Golden eyes..." Miyano Akemi held her chin, lost in thought.
She knows a little bit about the concept of cognitive histology, and she also knows that this subject is inseparable from Jungian psychology, Freud, etc., and in these contents, the significance of imagery is of great importance. of.
Is this some kind of phenomenon that is related to death and touches the deep essence...
"The lowest level of the human soul." Karasawa, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. .
Several people looked at Tangze who had come to a conclusion inexplicably, but he stopped extending the topic and changed the topic: "Our trip has proved something very important. As long as we are satisfied Conditions, even an ordinary person has the possibility of entering the cognitive world by mistake. Conan has no idea about other worlds. I have also confirmed that there are no strange programs in his phone after coming out. Come, but he did successfully follow us in and out of the Mamiya Castle area when we didn’t activate the different world navigation.”
"Are you using him as a test prop?" Miyano Akemi couldn't laugh or cry.
"Otherwise, what else could he be? In addition to using his brain to help analyze the details of the Mamiya family case, he is completely a load-bearing role." Tangze shook his head for a while, "So, I'm afraid this is The real reason why the truth of the cognitive world has not been revealed so far. If someone who has not become a mask user accidentally enters such a space, it will be difficult to come out alive."
"Indeed, recognize it. "Zhi space is really too dangerous." Matsuda Jinpei nodded in agreement, "After all, it is a space composed of emotions and desires, and it is not that controllable."
"There is no danger even if you are lucky enough to enter. In the palace, if you cannot understand the truth of that world, or if you understand but cannot find the correct way to leave, you will starve to death in it even if you do not die at the hands of the shadows. "I already know that world. Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had a certain understanding, sighed with emotion.
"This is like the confusion about whether the world after death exists or not. Only the truly dead can know the truth, but of course the dead cannot pass on the answer." Miyano Akemi said Summarize.
"Then, from our perspective, does this exist or does it not exist?" Hagihara Kenji, who was still discussing this topic just now, murmured to himself.
"This is the second problem. It is impossible for people who have been in there to completely convey these to people who know nothing about it." Miyano Akemi affirmed. Nodding, "This is still a difficulty."
"In this case, why do you think the boss of the organization is so sure that the cognitive world really exists and has no doubts about my parents' theories?"
Karazawa pulled out the old letter from forty years ago and placed it in the center of the table.
Miyano Akemi stared at the faded mark left by the crow badge under the letter and lowered her eyes.
She knew very well how her parents were controlled by the organization. Of course she knew that the Karasuma family was definitely unclean.
“Say,” Tang Ze clicked on the photo and slowly asked his question, “Is it possible that at that IQ feast forty years ago, Wu Maru Renye, for some special reason, got a glimpse of the cognitive world?”
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“What did you just say?”
Haihara Ai, who was suddenly interrupted mid-sentence, looked at the shocked Conan speechlessly: "What's wrong, did I say something extraordinary?"
After returning to the doctor's home and away from the silly elementary school students, Conan finally had the opportunity to stop her and carefully interrogate her about the Phantom Thieves and Cognition.
She knew that Conan, who had met her sister in person, would never believe that she knew nothing about her relatives living next door, so she thought for a moment and selectively revealed some information to Conan.
Including but not limited to, she did know something about the Phantom Thieves of the Heart because of her relatives and her status as a researcher, and the Phantom Thieves of the Heart did also seek help from her, Karasawa Ikawa, Seiji Hakkake She is a closed disciple, and we have a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship. The Phantom Thieves of the Heart are responsible for providing the intelligence and research materials she needs. She helps solve some conceptual problems, helps them make potions, etc...
" It's really inappropriate not to tell you before, but just like you won't tell me their information without reservation, you can't betray your partners, right?" Haiyuan felt that his logic was very smooth. Ai puffed out her chest, looking very confident.
We are all comrades-in-arms, and we all have our own secrets. Sharing the same stance is only the basis for cooperation, not a reason to have no reservations.
It's okay to keep some innocuous secrets that won't hurt your allies.
"No, it's not..." Conan raised his hand, covered his mouth and nose tightly, and even pinched his throat uncontrollably, "Those medicines, those medicines were made for them, And the raw material is joker’s blood?”
“Huh? Yes.” Haihara Ai cleared her throat.
She related the reason for her intersection with the Phantom Thieves to the bloody cotton swab that Conan gave her. She claimed that she had not established such close cooperation with them, but that special Her blood gave her a lot of inspiration, which was an opportunity for the two parties to cooperate.
She quietly erased the shadow of Tang Ze and her sister from this story, thinking that her lie was pretty good, and it could well reflect her blood relationship with Tang Ze.
"So, those potions used to alleviate cognitive distortions are actually... vomit..."
"What are you retching here... Oh, did you drink the potion they gave you? No. Seriously, those are just diluted extracts, you can treat them as detoxifying serum blended with the original solution... Hey, don’t really spit it out!”
(End of this chapter)