Reasoning Notes

Chapter 247 Reasoning Notes 5: The Final Game (57)
He walked to the small window of the room.Outside the window is the garden behind the nursing home. Among the flowers, there is a familiar flower, which is the beautiful cherry tree he once planted for someone when he was 9 years old.However, he couldn't send it out because Sister An died.

Standing by the window, Hei Kui A clenched his fists.

In accordance with Sister An's last wish, he gave up his dream of being a detective and became a villain full of justice.

All along, he didn't understand sister An's intentions, but until recently, he finally understood.If he chooses to be a detective, he will definitely regard the god of reasoning as his object of worship, and it is very likely that he will turn to the god of reasoning in order to hunt down the murderer who killed Sister An.In this way, as a detective, he is likely to be killed by the God of Reasoning in the end.

To eradicate the evil god of reasoning, one must be even more evil than him.

Sister An must have expected this, that's why she asked Xiao Po to become a righteous villain before she died.She did the right thing, and now Xiaopo, whom she had placed high hopes on, was about to eradicate the most evil person in the world with her own hands.

Heikui A turned around and walked to the monitor: "Do you dare to bet with me, Mi Kaka? If I solve the mystery of your escape, you must be my assistant!"

An affirmative answer came from the monitor, and Mikaka decided that Hei Kui A couldn't solve the mystery.However, he was wrong.

After 1 minutes, the door opened.

Hei Kui A strode out: "Let's go, my assistant!"

Mikaka, who was waiting outside the door, had already put on the Ultraman mask: "Yes! Master!"

In the long and narrow corridor, they resolutely walked towards the light in their hearts.

postscript
Would you believe me if I said I was going to write a very serious "Notes on Reasoning"?

A long time ago, human beings have divided into light and darkness, good and ugly, clean and dirty.Therefore, each person enters into a different world of thought through different encounters, and thus has his own beliefs.I really want to write with faith and interpret everything with my soul.I think that, even if you are not famous, at least you will be great, just like those who were poor in the old century but endured illness and loved to write poetry, or like those who may not be strong-willed but crossed snowy mountains and rivers for the sake of revolution warrior.Just like that, a person walks towards the ultimate evil or the ultimate purity, like a blooming firework, life is short but brilliant.

However, I can't hold back my face to pretend to be evil, will I talk nonsense?I often go to watch "Crayon Shin-chan" in the middle of writing something, will you find it?How can I tell you that I cover my eyes when I watch horror movies and only reveal a slit that is not scary? !Well, let me tell you the truth, in fact, I am a guy who wants to eat, sleep, play, have normal physiological needs, and not have too many noble sentiments.I have never done bad things, just because I am kind and cowardly.

Therefore, at the end of this "Deduction Notes", there was a moment of little evil, but it was instantly overwhelmed by the relaxed rhythm.I remember that teachers in elementary school like to educate us like this: "Someone wrote about a flower swaying in the wind. In fact, this is a metaphor...￥%... (a bunch), expressing...￥%... (one Heaps of principles, we must be good at digging out the truth from small things and write it down.”

But unfortunately, looking back on my bad deeds over the past few years, I am most sorry for my teachers.When I saw someone dropping money on the road, I would just step on it and drag it away; when I saw the portrait of Mao Zedong hanging on Tiananmen Square, I would only think of stacks of banknotes; I wrote articles just because I wanted to write.Therefore, there may be very few truths or "sharp insight into the world" in the book, but there are many places where you can do whatever you want.The plot of the story develops naturally, and finally ends. Until the end, I did not interpret justice, let alone fall into evil.So, I suddenly understood that maybe this tepid dream is my belief, just like the written words, relaxed and undeliberate is my soul.Even if the ultimate bloom can make the text beautiful and enchanting, I still can't pretend that I am a dark character.My feet stand on this land, I live, watch, and write, and this is all the ordinary things in my writing career.

If I really want to say something impressive, maybe it’s walking around in a dream in the middle of the night, I feel that my current life is very ordinary, and I feel a little lost occasionally; The small sapling growing into a big tree in front of the dormitory, I feel that time is very fast, I write a few words, and it just passed by in a hurry; maybe after a busy day, when the sunset is slowly falling, I have a meal, a bath, Had a good night's sleep.However, loss will dissipate in the first ray of sunshine in the morning, lamentation will flow away with time in a hurry, and many things will still come after short-term satisfaction.I am good at forgetting, good at forgetting those painful days; I am good at explaining, good at not clinging to a little bit of happiness and looking forward.

The journey of taking notes is long, no matter how lively the feast is, it must be separated, and no matter how long the road is, it will eventually end.Because the time after that will still come surging, the characters in the novel pass away, leaving a memory, and new people will come to my world again.The hasty parting was rushed far away, I walked forward step by step, and with my feelings for them, I will meet new people again.

(End of this chapter)