Chapter 572: Tang Ze: I suspect that this world wants to give me strength

"Could it be that this island, like the island of Lunaris, uh......" Remembering the weird, black mud of the dead, and the musical score falling like snowflakes, Conan briefly snapped into his shell.

In the end, Moon Shadow Island will become a big job for the monster thieves, probably because of the black industry involved.

After a search lesson and Mori Kogoro's statistics afterwards, except for some small problems of petty theft, most of them are related to the deceased who died at the hands of Asai Narumi.

So Joker will keep an eye on Moon Shadow Island, infiltrate and participate in the progress of the case, and the mental state of the message is very wrong. The real reason may be the ecology of the islanders.

To put it simply, it's time to live.

And now, Joker seems to be in a similar state again, doesn't that mean......

"If that were the case, the problem wouldn't be so intractable." Tang Ze propped his head and sighed leisurely, "Detective-kun, you say...... Is selfishness and indifference a sin? ”

Hearing his question, Conan was stunned, looked up and paid close attention to Joker's expression, but only saw the red eyes that refracted in the light from the edge of his sunglasses.

Calm, indifferent, like a bystander waiting for everything to happen.

Was this asking for his opinion or trying to get some answer from him? Or is it just a simple discussion and emotion.

If it's the former, then he's probably going to have to pay attention to what he says......

"I think it depends on the consequences of this person's actions." Conan observed Joker's face hidden under the mask and said cautiously, "But it is also true that this kind of personality is indeed more likely to cause harm to others." ”

To what kind of consequence can be called sin? Did it cause casualties and hurt the lives of others, or did it cause losses and harm people or their spirits or property? ”

Tang Ze tilted his head and looked out the window at the twilight sky, half telling riddles, half sighing seriously.

"If it really causes real harm, then everything is still clear in terms of love and hate, and there is a place to hate and a place to forgive. It's a pity that the reality is not such a simple thing, those silences and spectators are more like the endless sultry, suffocating, but still barely breathing, making people miserable, but not unbearable......"

Conan listened, and felt a strange thing that meant it.

Joker's later exclamation is that rather than simply discussing social phenomena, it has gradually approached evaluating a certain exact situation, and this prose-like exclamation is like lamenting for a specific person.

"Have you found out about the situation on this island?" Conan, who had some associations, couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I feel it very intuitively." Tang Ze turned his head and said the truth, "Didn't you smell that smell?" Can't breathe, can't float, like sinking into the deep sea of a storm......"

This is the scene that Tang Ze felt at a glance when he opened his third eye, and it is also the reason why several of them are sitting here now.

Just like the state that Noah felt when he first went to the island, there is a certain resemblance to Lunaris Island - referring to the barrier between reality and the cognitive world.

Originally, Tang Ze regarded the impression space of Moon Shadow Island, which had been eroded by Asai Narumi, as a special case, and thought that it might be a phenomenon caused by the mask of inherently powerful abilities under the influence of violent emotions.

Now, after Noah's analysis, Tang Ze's mind has been shaken.

Maybe it's not the mask making problem, maybe it has something to do with the tearing of the impression space.

From this point of view, it does make sense. Since the impression space, or cognitive world, is itself the spiritual world of human beings, a form of the collective subconscious, it is not incomprehensible that an environment such as Moon Shadow Island and American Island, where the structure is closed and the people are solidified, will give birth to small landforms with their own characteristics.

Just like the difference between P4 and P5, you can think of it as a different worldview, but it can also be seen as a special environment where P4 is a relatively closed village and town, forming a unique area under the influence of rumors and public opinion......

However, in either case, how to interpret these things is the part that researchers need to be concerned about.

Tang Ze is just having a headache about how to clear the customs now.

As a numerical force, he seems to be sanctioned by the mechanism, and the world looks like it wants to give him some strength.

Judging from the fact that he can be choked half to death when he opens his third eye, they will have to prepare a few sets of diving equipment when they enter another world......

Tang Ze was pondering the idea of breaking the game in his heart, and Conan, who was standing on the side, listened more and more foggy.

What does it mean to feel it intuitively? Does it mean that Joker has found the key person, observed the other person's state, and empathized?

But whatever he meant, it's safe to assume that Joker has found a lot of mystery to it.

So Conan became more and more focused: "Who exactly are you referring to by these statements...... If you can't tell me directly, can you give me some hints? ”

If you didn't want to tell him anything, just wanted to talk about riddles, there shouldn't be any need to bring him directly, Conan thought.

Just make it clear on the phone, or in the email, with the ability of this group of guys to keep an eye on, it's very simple to avoid it, and you don't have to bring him over at all.

"It's very motivated, it's good to be motivated." Tang Ze looked at his expression for a while and laughed, "It's okay to tell you something." First of all, Saori Karushi has been confirmed dead. ”

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"What one hundred and eighty, two hundred years old, these people really like to exaggerate......"

The shrine maiden with her long hair waved the imperial coin in her hand twice, and her eyes swept over the faces of several people in front of her, with a very helpless expression.

"Well, after all, the news mentioned doesn't say anything about the specific age, and everyone on the island says they don't know what they look like......" Heiji Hattori, who was standing in the shrine, said, looking around the small shrine left and right.

Half-new, the houses are clean, the fallen leaves are swept in the corners, and the buildings surrounded by trees have a rare sense of tranquility.

The incense doesn't seem to be vigorous, but it's probably the reason why tourists come and go, and it's not particularly deserted, and it seems to be enough to sustain life.

"Ha, those guys ......" Kimie Shimabukuro shook her head vigorously and said loudly, "I was born on June 24, Meiji 2, and my grandmother is exactly one hundred and forty years old this year!" ”

Tang Ze, who was standing at the end of the crowd and looking around, turned his head in the direction of Shimabukuro Kimie when he heard the words.

appeared, finally appeared, a line that clearly marked the time!

In the second year of the Meiji era, that is, in 1869, they are now around 2009.

Although he clearly knew that the world of Ke Xue was basically Miss Conch's worldview, and time went backwards, it was still in the same year, and with the elements of stitching, there must be many differences from 2009 in Tang Ze's impression, he still smiled with great satisfaction.

Touched, really moved, his calendar can finally write the year.

"These things, the household registration information is written very clearly, and on a small island like ours, there are 'village chronicles'." Tapping his palm twice with the rod of the imperial coin, Shimabukuro Kimie said in great distress, "Maybe it's true that you have lived a little longer, but it's really not that exaggerated." Really, in order to attract tourists, everyone likes to talk about the mystery of our family......"

No, one hundred and forty years old can't be called a little longer at all......

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, and his head popped out of Moriran's legs, carefully observing Kimie Shimabukuro's expression, and then looking at the room behind her with the door tightened.

"So, you haven't eaten mermaid meat or something?" Mori Kogoro couldn't help but ask curiously.

"There are no mermaids in this world, right? Isn't that certainly a lie. Shimabukuro Kimi-e covered her mouth and said bluntly.

Unexpectedly, unlike the islanders who chatter with gods and love to pull on mermaids when they have nothing to do, Shimabukuro Junhui actually solved these problems so directly, and without hesitation vetoed the biggest selling point of the dugong festival, Hattori Heiji's eyes widened.

"Well, when other tourists come, will you tell them directly like this?" As he spoke, he lowered his head in confusion and looked at his dress.

Except for inquiring about Saori Menrib all the way, they are not much different from other tourists on the island, and they should not be seen out of the identity of the detective.

"Of course, there's nothing to deceive about that. Our family worships the shrine here, and it is disrespectful to distort the faith. Shimabukuro Kimime glanced at the tourists who were walking up the stairs in groups of threes and twos, and patted her forehead with a headache, "But for those who don't take it seriously, they just come to ask for good luck, and for those who believe in it, the more I say this, the more they believe that it is true......"

"It's true that people only believe what they want to believe." Hattori, who understood her embarrassing situation very well, nodded, thought of the letter, and asked, "So, is Saori Menribi also the one who believes?" Since you grew up together, she should know the truth very well. ”

"She used to take those as jokes, but since a few years ago, she has been a little ......" Shimabukuro Kimie was embarrassed to choose the words for a while, but couldn't find a euphemism, so she simply shook her head, "Anyway, if you lose an arrow or something, there really won't be any serious consequences." She's just scaring herself. ”

"The Dugong Arrow was given by your grandmother to the people attending the festival?" Mori Kogoro hadn't completely let go of the legend's question, "Why did you name that arrow when mermaid meat didn't exist?" ”

When he was pointed to the shrine to ask the shrine maiden about the whereabouts of Saori Monrib, Mori Kogoro stared at those strange Gomori emas for a long time, always worried that after he climbed the mountain, he would see a shrine dedicated to mermaids or something.

Considering the strange painting style of those goods, the style of the mermaid should also be ......

Mori Kogoro, whose thoughts are completely divergent to the Cthulhu style, is still not completely relieved even when he comes to the shrine and finds that everything is normal here.

This kind of fanatical repeater atmosphere is okay to think that it is flattery caused by commercialization, and it is completely reasonable to say that it is a strange cult belief.

"Because that arrow wasn't called that in the first place." Kimie Shimabukuro raised her finger and explained earnestly, "My deceased mother explained to me that it was originally called the 'Forbidden Arrow', which is a talisman that can ward off demons and represents the power to destroy evil spirits. But because of the longevity of my grandmother, the people on the island began to be far-fetched, using homophones and began to call it 'dugong arrow'. ”

"Eh, your mother......" Mao Lilan looked at the small area in front of him, but there were hundreds of square meters of shrines, and couldn't help but be surprised.

According to this theory, the Shimabukuro family has very few people who can take care of this place, and the delicate young girl standing in front of her may actually be burdened with heavy work tasks.

After all, cleaning and taking care of the shrine is one of the duties of the shrine maiden.

"Ah, my mother and my father had an accident five years ago and didn't come back. My grandparents also disappeared while they were out at sea. So, now only my grandmother and my great-granddaughter are left to live together. Shimabukuro Kimime nodded and said flatly.

Toyama and Ye shrunk their necks, slightly understanding why anyone believed in the mermaid legend.

It sounds like you actually ate mermaid meat or something, and you're cursed by the mermaid as soon as you go out to sea......

"Don't worry about everyone, it's not about merfolk or anything." Shimabukuro Junhui, who noticed her reaction, didn't move her eyebrows, and looked like she was used to it, "Living on the island, we have to rely on ships to enter and leave the island frequently, and there was an accident in hundreds of voyages, so we can only say that we are really not lucky." I lived in Tokyo for a few years when I was in school, and I used to travel by boat a lot, so I didn't have any problems. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that......" Realizing that his reaction might be unpleasant, Toyama and Ye hurriedly bowed down to apologize.

"It's okay, it's normal to have this association. It's good that you belong to the part that can communicate. Kimime Shimabukuro folded her hands in front of her and smiled tolerantly.

Hattori Heiji helped Toyama Kazuha, and looked up and down at Kimie Shimabukuro in a shrine maiden costume, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The shrine maiden seemed to have dealt with so many similar questions and chattering questions that she didn't care about the pain over and over again......

It's not easy.

Obviously, the island's well-developed tourism industry has not only brought business opportunities to local residents.

At least judging from this shrine shrine maiden, she has experienced a lot of trouble.

"You want to hear from Saori, well, I think she probably stayed on the island and didn't come back." Seeing that they had no new problems, Shimabukuro Kimi-e took the initiative to tell what she had learned, "She fell into an extreme panic because she lost her arrow, and she came to me and my grandmother to think of a way for her." No matter how I explained it, she was convinced that she would be cursed for it. Maybe that's my responsibility, too. ”

"Didn't you explain to her the origin of the arrows and the mermaid's problem?" Thinking of the scribbled letter, Hattori Heiji felt that her statement was still more credible, but still asked.

"I explained it to her, and even told her the truth about the so-called curse...... Since three years ago, when the island was attracted by many tourists because of the report, in order to prevent the arrow from being damaged, or if the people who got the arrow really believed that it would bring immortality and could not do it, we have been saying that if we lose the arrow or doubt its power, the power will not work, and it will also anger the mermaid and bring disaster......

"It's all a lie, it's just a little cunning to avoid trouble. Nothing. ”

Kimie Shimabukuro said, closing her eyes slightly.

"Junhui, you are so stupid, the reason why you think this way is because you don't actually believe in the power of the goddess, right?" A slightly shrill voice suddenly rang out.

"Shoumi, why don't you look like this......" Kimie Shimabukuro looked at the person who spoke, revealing a wry smile.

"She's eaten mermaid meat, she's really eaten mermaid meat, how can you, as a descendant of the goddess, question this power?" Ebihara Shoumi argued with reason.

"Shoumi, I've said it many times, there's no need to be so pretty...... Never mind. Looking at the other party's stubborn appearance, Shimabukuro's breath of relief was relaxed, "No one wants it to be true more than me." ”

Conan quickly looked at Kimie Shimabukuro's expression, and then at Ebihara Shoumi, whose eyes were wide and his face was mixed with a slight eagerness and longing, and quickly made an assessment in his heart.

Since Joker told him that even if Saori Menrib was not harmed, her anomaly must be related to the truth of this so-called mermaid legend, then it seems that these people who are directly related to her and the legend are worth following up quickly.

Capturing the obsession on the face of his former friend standing in front of him, Kimie Shimabukuro couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness, and quickly converged in the blink of an eye.

Yes, some little tricks that are not worth mentioning have deceived the people who should not have been deceived the most.

How good would it be if everything was true? That's a great joy for all.

The dreams of immortality, the rumors of mermaids, the power to destroy evil, and......

The miracle of immortality.

Mom......

“?” At the moment when Kimie Shimabukuro lowered his head to adjust his emotions, Tang Ze, who felt a faint sense of vibration, almost immediately turned his gaze towards her.

A sharp, high-frequency sound, perhaps beyond the reach of the human ear, screamed through his ears at breakneck speed, like a mournful scream.

The wind, which was already carrying the moisture and smell of the sea on the island, suddenly became a little more violent at this moment, as if it was faint, like the roar of the rolling waves, slapping in people's ears, and the sunset that had already set in the west seemed to be suddenly shrouded in a layer of blue mist, and the light shining on the body was weakened a little.

It was like the ordinary phenomenon that the island was about to fall into a peaceful sleep, but Tang Ze, who noticed the change, frowned.

The barrier between reality and the cognitive world seems to have been weakened once again at the moment when her mind fluctuated.

(End of chapter)