"What?" At this moment, Lu Yuan was stunned.

His question was like asking "why am I a man?" and "why am I eating?"

"Or else? Are you willing to stay in this world? Lu Yuan also asked rhetorically, "Let yourself be just a character imagined by others?" Appearing in a painting? A movie, a game? Leave your own origin, appearance, personality, encounters, etc., etc., etc...... It's all choreographed by someone else; Your words and deeds are all fantasies depicted by another person with a pen or keyboard; And all the joys and sorrows you have experienced...... The feelings that you think are real are also instilled in you by others...... Are you willing to accept this kind of manipulation? ”

Indeed, what Lu Yuan said, almost no one can accept.

How can someone be willing to exist in a false, designed world for people to enjoy and play?

However, Maori only smiled faintly, and at this moment, he seemed to be back to the middle-aged uncle whose IQ was off the line.

"yes, I accept it." He spread his hands and said, "Why do you think I'm running around with Conan's stupid kid every day?"

Do you know how many stitches I got in the back of my neck? If I hadn't accepted it, I'd have quit it now

Really, every day after being stunned by him, I had to deal with the needle hole by myself, disinfect it, and pull out the anesthetic needle by the way, and I had to pretend that it was okay.

Wherever that stinky little ghost goes, the whole rice flower town is about to become a graveyard, do you think I don't accept this, will I still be Maori Kogoro now? I joined the bullshit organization that turned Shinichi into a kid a long time ago, and then killed Conan~ In this way, maybe the number of dead people in this world can be reduced by 90. ”

Lu Yuan sat on the ground and looked at Maori stupidly.

"How is that possible??"

"Hahaha." Maori laughed, "Well, I can guess your psychology, I guess you must have lived in a world that was miserable, hopeless, and meaningless, so you had this thought." In fact, back then, when I just deduced that I was just a comic book character, I was also your kind of mentality, thinking that the whole world was fake, unfair, hypocritical, and negative emotions such as Lao Tzu's disobedience. Soon, though, I started thinking about something else.

For example, whether my mind is only my own and whether the reason why I am able to recognize that I am a character in a manga is also because of another force that makes me think so, similar to whether I also exist in the book of a third-rate writer, and Mori Kogoro has long known that he is a character in a manga, and this premise is actually just a text in him. Maybe the game you call doesn't exist, it's just in a book. ”

Lu Yuan opened his mouth slightly, looking at the middle-aged uncle in front of him with a decadent face, and his heart was already boiling

"If you think about it like this, it's even more confusing, you say that since I exist in paintings, movies, animations, and even games, which one is the real me?

If I am just a certain picture on one of the pages, then I have finished my life for me in advance among the many pages that follow, and if I am dead on the last page, then I am not alive on the first page?"

As he spoke, Maori himself laughed.

"For a long time, I was thinking about this ridiculous question, and finally I finally understood that all my previous thinking was actually a waste of time!

What if I ask for the restraints of this world? Going to another world for a different kind of bondage?

I still remember that the monks in those temples said such nonsense as "Everything is Hongmeng", oh, in the ancient Chinese saying, there seems to be such a saying as "One Flower, One World".

But all of these theories seem to be just words, and the people who put them up don't seem to really want to break through the world of flowers and grasses.

Because this kind of thinking about the world, in the end, it seems that we will inevitably fall into some kind of strange circle, and then, we are all very hopeless and content with the status quo. ”

Maori scratched his head lazily, "It just so happens that I'm such a sloppy person and I don't expect anything to come, so I don't want to leave." ”

Lu Yuan's brain quieted down from the buzz, I don't know why, he seemed to be able to feel a sense of indifference and freedom from Maori's words, but Lu Yuan still didn't want to give up.

"But the reason why people before were content with the status quo may be because they couldn't leave their world, and I can help you." He said

Maori nodded, "I'm sure you can do it, but I still don't want to leave, I belong here, I have my daughter, and an annoying divorced tigress, and the twilight brother, and Shinichi, the stinky boy who lives on my daughter, and many, many friends, these are my life, my ministry." I don't want to see them in a comic book more than I want to leave this world, and that's the scariest thing for me.

On the contrary, taking some anesthetic injections every day to provide some reasoning hints to that stinky little ghost is my life and the meaning of my existence. ”

"But they don't know they're just a virtual character, and you know the world is fake."

"No," Maori suddenly smiled, laughing with great ease, "I said it's true, then it's true." ”

The darkest part of the night had passed, and the moonlight outside the window seemed to be dim, and Maori's figure was reflected more and more ethereal.

"Alright, I've said everything I need to say." Maori twisted his neck lazily, "Listen to what you mean, the so-called game in your mouth should not only be in my world, so you better leave your ability to those who need your help, those who are still living in pain, as for me, I live well." ”

With that, Maori turned around and left the room.

"Mr. Maori!" Lu Yuan suddenly shouted.

"Huh? What are you doing? Maori muttered unhappily.

"In the second reasoning, is that sleeping Kogoro really you?" Lu Yuan seemed to be asking him one last question.

"Oh~ Of course not, I was really asleep at that time!" Maori said.

"But Conan wasn't behind you at the time." Lu Yuan asked again.

"Oh, that's what you say." Maori muttered, then took a button from the collar of his suit, "This is the thing, it can connect to his butterfly voice changer, and it can also record, this thing has deceived Xiaolan and them several times." ”

As he spoke, Maori threw the button to Lu Yuan.

"Oh~ leave a souvenir, if we have a chance to meet again next time, this thing should remind me of you."

Lu Yuan took the button.

"And how does Conan explain it?"

"Huh. I'm such a lazy person, what's the big deal if I lose a button. Maori said, then yawned, "Alright, it's getting late, I need to go back and catch up on my sleep." ”

After saying that, Maori really left the room this time.

And this time, Lu Yuan didn't keep it anymore.

He just looked at the long-vanished back and fell into some deeper thought.

The waves on the surface of the sea gradually lit up, and a spot of light between the sky and the sea quietly appeared.

The day is about to dawn, and the ship is coming.

This quest is finally coming to an end.

And the corners of Lu Yuan's mouth also leaked a faint smile.

Under the morning sun, the face that was still stained with blood seemed to reflect a taste of growth

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