I, Zhongli, Wander the World

"Listen to my explanation!"

"It's all your fault if I don't listen to me!"

"Is my sincerity a fake?"

"You lied..."

Snapped.

Edogawa Ranbu with a thrush on his head turned off the TV.

The teenage detective, who was choked up by the stomachache TV series for a few minutes, leaned on the seat with a dull expression on his face, as if he had opened the door to a new world, and he didn't even notice that the potato chips in his hand were scattered on the ground.

"...It's really nothing to see." After a while, he murmured in a low voice as if he was talking to himself.

"It's really hard work, Mr. Orange."

The hard-working Central Plains did not want to speak.

The ochre-haired boy squatted on the ground leaning against the wall, his expression was the same sluggishness as his friends in the detective agency, his eyes were staring straight at the sky that had completely darkened, and he heard the gradually escalating quarrel between two adults. .

In the beginning, Rimbaud was indeed explaining peacefully, trying to explain his thoughts clearly. But Verlaine, who was fixed in place, refused to listen. Not only did he refute from his own point of view like a hedgehog, but even Zhongyuan Zhong, who was squatting on the side, was also involved in the center of the topic.

"I betrayed you for the sake of Zhongyao." He tore the scar between the two with a sharp voice, "As a human being, you can never understand my thoughts, only Zhongyao is my only kind. If I hadn't fallen into suspended animation at the time, I would have killed you!"

Rimbaud took a deep breath, "The matter of Zhongye-kun is a continuation of a long-term mistake, and it is my problem. But Paul, you should have told me before that."

"Why, are you going to teach me again?" Verlaine sneered, "What is this time? Preventing problems before they happen? Trust between partners? Rimbaud, I admit that every action you do is sincere, but that's what happened. The sincerity makes me sick!"

These words are really unforgiving, and they even completely deny the bonds of friendship in the past. Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his ears that were about to go blind, and turned his attention to the other side.

"This machine has a dream." Adam adjusted his voice system to be impassioned like a speech. "This machine will set up an agency entirely composed of robot detectives, and use the machine's superior search ability to help humans!"

"Oh? It's a good idea." Zhongli, who has no prejudice against artificial intelligence, nodded approvingly, "Do you have any ideas or clues?"

The robot that opened the topic reached out and said "three", "There are three prerequisites for realizing the dream, more artificial intelligence companions, high enough status, and its own superior ability."

"There are doctors in artificial intelligence who are trying to figure out a way. Status is linked to performance, and performance is related to its own abilities. So this machine is now working hard to improve itself, and I have read many books written by great human beings. By the way, this machine is recently researching Martin Lu De Guin, quite rewarding."

Zhong Li thought for a while and said, "If it's just for the bibliography, I also have some recommendations here, or they can be used as a good reference plan. Is there any need?"

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Zhongli. If you don't dislike it, please type the directory on the portable keyboard on the back of your hand." Adam stretched out his hand with the keyboard open, and a 3D popped up on the side of his palm. Projection display.

Oh, even the title has changed to "Master Zhongli", and the honorific is also very correct. It seems that the Japanese module of this robot is quite good.

The two adults on both sides had already heard about the two topics that were completely unrelated to Buddhism. Zhongyuan Zhong also expressed his expressionless expression and complained in his heart.

Zhongyuan Zhong also began to regret why he had to follow him.

Is this the price of wanting to see your half-brother?

-"Feel sorry."

Key words with a calm tone flowed into his ears, and Zhongyuan Zhong, who was almost mentally numb, immediately listened intently.

"Perhaps this apology is too late, but I can tell you with my own mouth, and you can hear it with your own ears." Rimbaud smiled bitterly. I'm sorry for your pain."

"...What's the use of talking about this now." Verlaine snorted softly, "The next step is to take me back to France, right? Send me to the laboratory, put on the harness, wash away the mind and turn it into a useful weapon without thinking..."

"Will not."

"It's not up to you to enter the laboratory or not."

"I mean, I'm not taking you back to France."

"…what?"

Verlaine finally met Rimbaud's eyes.

His espionage skills were learned from Rimbaud, which naturally included micro-expression analysis. He could see pain, regret, and determination in his old partner's face.

But there is only no imagined, betrayal hatred.

"We're not going back to France." Rimbaud said calmly, "The Japanese countryside, the Australian beaches, the American oak forests, you can go anywhere you want, let's go and see the world."

"There are no people in those places who look at you differently, and there is no agency that commands you. Although you need to hide your whereabouts, it is harmless with our ability. You can gain true freedom."

Verlaine looked him up and down with unfamiliar eyes, as if he had known his ex-partner for the first time.

As an espionage worker, there may be different abilities, but there is only one thing that absolutely needs to be passed, and that is the absolute sincerity to the country.

He knew how much Rimbaud loved his country.

"You lied to me," he said dryly.

"I…"

Rimbaud's words were submerged in the fireworks that pulled the tail smoke and blasted into the sky.

"Huh? What kind of celebration?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at the fireworks blooming in the sky, and muttered to himself doubtfully, the sparkling powder that fell after the fireworks died reflected in his pupils.

Rimbaud's and Verlaine's faces changed at the same time.

But faster than them was Zhong Li's movements. The man who was talking to Adam raised his hand and turned it over without hesitation. A large amount of rock elements instantly condensed a jade shield on Verlaine's body, isolating all the powder.

The petrification on Verlaine's body was also lifted at the same time, but he didn't do anything when he should have escaped immediately. The man was stiff all over, looking at the powder in the sky in disbelief.

"how come…"

The sniper from a distance came at this moment, Rimbaud immediately blocked the attack with his ability, and roared anxiously: "Go first! Paul, don't worry about it, go first!"

Another bullet came from the other direction, hitting the shield and shattering, and a little powder floated down from the cracked core.

"It's finally here." Zhong Li calmly looked at the powder in the sky, his fingers twitched slightly.

The powder made of metal was attached to the element, and it fell like a thorn in an instant, bypassing the bodies of everyone present and smashing fine pinhole-sized traces on the solid concrete floor.

"Mr. Zhongli, did you expect this attack?" Lan Bo stood in front of Verlaine, looking around vigilantly, still asking Zhongli.

Zhong Li condensed the lance of the rainbow in his hand, and also stood beside Rimbaud, "Mr Rimbaud, you might as well think about it, it has been nearly three years, why did you suddenly think of catching Verlaine in Yokohama?"

Why did he suddenly have this idea?

Rimbaud was stunned.

With Verlaine's stimulation, his memory had actually recovered as early as the first year, and he naturally knew the identity of Zhongyuan Zhongya, who had dealt with his commission, and knew that Verlaine would definitely stay for the youth.

The reason why he didn't think about driving people to Yokohama was because he was afraid that Verlaine, who was already on the cusp of a bull's horn, would be stimulated again and the situation would be completely irreversible.

And the opportunity to change your mind...

"I... received a piece of information." Rimbaud whispered.

Originally it was just an ordinary intelligence gathering, but unexpectedly discovered the investigation report of the Arahata experimental subject living in Yokohama. The peaceful life made Verlaine, who has been unable to catch him, think uncontrollably. If Verlaine, who insisted on his identity, saw it. ...can you change some of your thinking?

"But there is no possibility of this level of information being circulated." Zhong Li said, "The government and the local forces in Yokohama have joined forces to block the information of people related to me. If you pay attention, you will find that there is something about me. The information is the most detailed, and under that, there is no way to investigate."

"Not to mention a casual investigation like you."

So it must have been guided by someone with ulterior motives.

"Just now I learned from a chat with Adam that the reason why Europe sent him to hunt him down was because he received a report that the target would appear in Yokohama." Zhongli glanced at the robot whose hands were turned into firearms, "If you made a temporary plan How did the European side know about the plan?"

Only those behind the scenes who grasp Rimbaud's thinking trajectory can accurately know the destination and arrange for completely unrelated forces to enter the game in advance.

Rimbaud gritted his teeth and stopped another bullet, "Do you want to deal with Paul?"

"No." Zhong Li pierced the lance into the ground, "The target is me."

Silent vibrations spread beneath the ground, and bright yellow light flashed past the sniper point in the distance.

"'The Secret of the Gentle Forest'... They want me to return to the 'that' form." Verlaine, who was barely recovering from the subconscious fear of metal powder, looked at Zhong Li, "You need that gesture to test... Zhong Li, your true identity —”

He couldn't go on.

Verlaine looked down in disbelief. On his wrist, which was not covered by his sleeve, an auto-injector pierced deeply, and all the contents inside had been injected.

Sensing the surrounding Zhongli through the feedback of the earth, he turned his head sharply, and the expression on his face changed for the first time.

An ordinary aura within the perception range disappeared in place at the same moment.

Verlaine fell to his knees abruptly, his right hand firmly grasped the front of the front, and a painful groan came out of his mouth.

His powers got out of control.

The ground centered on Verlaine was instantly depressed by gravity, the surrounding gravitational field began to be disordered, the Yuzhang shield was smashed, and even the refraction of light became blurred.

The gaffe was only a momentary event. Zhong Li, who found out that he had made a mistake in the information gap, immediately retreated with Rimbaud who wanted to step forward, and Zhongyuan Zhong on the other side also pulled Adam and ran over.

"What's the matter!" he asked loudly in the roar of the earth.

"'The Secret of the Gentle Forest', that is the way to restore Paul to the form of a beast." Rimbaud said in a suppressed voice, "You should understand if you are spit out, just like you at that time, restore The form of cost sources…”

The first and only time that Huangba Tu got out of control was before Zhongli and Zhongyuan Zhongyao met for the first time.

The incomplete out-of-control that time blew up the Beiling Street.

Verlaine gasped and raised his head, but the expression on his face was unexpectedly calm.

"I will eventually repay the world with pain." He laughed hard, "Escape, Rimbaud, Zhongye..."

"It's too early to say that."

Zhongli put away the lance that was originally used to mobilize the earth.

He took a step forward and stared at Verlaine with those golden eyes, with an unprecedented seriousness inside.

"This situation is my fault, and it should be solved by me." He said softly, "Even if it runs through the world."

The ground suddenly churned.

The hard earth wriggled like ooze, and a huge palm made of rock rose from the earth, wrapping Verlaine and throwing it ruthlessly towards the sea in the distance.

While still in the air, Verlaine had already left his human form, and black flames covered the entire sky. The turbulent gravitational field shattered the cloud, and evaporated the seawater it came into contact with into a mist that could not be lifted into the air.

The eight-eyed behemoth with full body flames stood in the sea and let out a roar that resounded through the sky.

After a night of tossing and turning, it was already dawn, but the bright sunlight couldn't cover up the black demonic fire at all.

Zhongli was walking on the sea.

He walked in the direction of the beast step by step, although the figure was so small, but it had a prestige that was even higher than that of the huge beast.

Wherever he passed, the sea petrified, the gravity calmed down, and the demonic fire avoided the road in fear.

"Sir." Zhongyuan Zhong, who was left on the shore with Adam Rimbaud, also murmured with worry and anticipation.

Zhong Li finally stood still somewhere, his golden eyes that had completely settled his emotions and the eight eyes of the beast looked at each other.

God, it's dark.