Chapter 2196 Don't Care About Such Small Things (I Don't Know How Long It Will Be Closed)

"Is our world real?"

After returning home, Xiao Ai grabbed Fang Zheng and asked just this one sentence.

And Fang Zheng glanced at Xiao Ai.

"Why are you asking this?"

"You should know the answer, tell me!"

Xiao Ai grabbed Fang Zheng's hand vigorously, her face was a little pale, while Ming Mei stood there uneasy, not knowing what to do.

"That depends on what you think the real world is like."

At this moment, the twin maids had gone to rest, so Fangzheng took three bottles of fruit juice and put them in front of them, and opened one by himself.

"Frankly speaking, I don't like this kind of philosophical proposition very much, but I think what you mean...is your world created?"

"........."

Xiao Ai nodded.

"Then I can give you an answer—yes."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Xiao Ai's complexion turned pale, and Ming Mei also looked at Fang Zheng in surprise.

"So, does God really exist?"

"The one in the Bible? That doesn't exist, you see, as I said before, if you compare your world to a program, then we are programmers, we made up this world and set it to run automatically, but That's all."

Fang Zheng spread his hands and looked at Xiao Ai.

"You should understand what I mean."

"I, I can..."

Xiao Ai seemed a little out of breath, she stretched out her hand to open the juice and took a sip, and then she seemed to barely stabilize.

"Well, then why did you create us?"

"summer homework."

"……………Aha?"

"Summer homework, you see, because a teacher gave a topic——On primate evolution and civilization development research, so we created this world, then observed, recorded, and then reported. You also went to college People, don’t you understand this?”

"I see!!"

Xiao Ai slammed her fist heavily on the table.

"But, why, why us? Do you think that you created us, so you have the right to play with our lives? Can you set everything about us at will?"

"Shiho...?"

Faced with Xiao Ai's sudden outburst, Ming Mei was a little confused. Although she was quite surprised by this fact, she never thought that this would make her sister go so violently. But Fangzheng can also understand that although Xiao Ai is not voluntary, she is still a scientist after all. Once a scientist discovers that the world and everything he explores are actually set up by people-well, belief The collapse is not surprising.

"Okay, don't get so excited, I was joking."

Fang Zheng chuckled, stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Ai's head.

"Actually, it's nothing to tell you, well, the thing is like this..."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng told Xiao Ai and Mingmei about the affairs of the Order family, the affairs of those worlds, and the crisis of chaos, including the inner and outer worlds, and everything in them. Of course, in order to increase persuasiveness, Fang Zheng also showed them some videos he shot in other worlds, which naturally included the cannibalism in the Hope Academy and the spread of despair at the super high school level, as well as the children in the tower and the city fighting against adults. The indiscriminate massacre... To be honest, just seeing this is enough to make the two of them feel scared.

"So, according to you, this chaos has polluted the entire universe?"

"For now, most of them are like patients with terminal cancer. Although there are places that have not been eroded, there are only a small part left."

Fangzheng spread out his hands, talking to the scientists was easy, and Mingmei, who was next to her, was dizzy and said she was going to sleep.

"But... I don't think there is any chaos in our world?"

Xiao Ai frowned.

"According to what you said, then there should be similar chaos in our world, but why didn't I notice it?"

"That's right, you didn't notice it......"

Fangzheng complained silently.

"Is there really?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ai was taken aback, while Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Bullshit, you know what? Three days before I went camping with you guys last time, I was still in winter, and then it became spring, and after I came back from camping, it became autumn, and now it's summer again... ... I don't know when I will be able to celebrate the New Year."

"How is it possible? We were on vacation during the spring outing, and then..."

Having said this, Xiao Ai froze for a moment.

"I didn't notice the problem..."

"Of course you don't notice it. You are in this world. It can be said that you have changed together with this world, but it is different for me. To put it bluntly, there are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year in this world. The line has been completely disrupted, not only the dates are incoherent, but even the days are repeated. If this problem is not resolved, then I guarantee that twenty years later, you will still be living as primary school students."

Fangzheng promised that he was absolutely not lying, and he was quite sure of this.

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Xiao Ai's expression changed slightly.

"That's why you bought those clothes..."

"Yes, it's convenient and simple, just increase or decrease depending on the weather of the day."

Fangzheng spread his hands helplessly. What Xiaoai was talking about was Fangzheng's closet, which contained a black windbreaker, black trousers, black suit, and black shirt. Originally, Xiaoai complained about Fangzheng's ability to wear something other than black. , I just didn't expect there to be such a reason.

Fangzheng can't do anything about it. He can feel the temperature, but he can't determine the season. If you go out in short-sleeved clothes in winter, you will be regarded as a fool, so he just buys clothes that can be worn in all seasons. Just add a windbreaker, or normally wear a coat, and others won't be so stupid as to ask themselves why they are dressed like this this season...

"But do you have to let Belmode join our plan?"

After learning the ins and outs of the matter from Fangzheng, Xiao Ai became even more worried.

"Even if she can't tell us the location of the boss of the Black Organization because of...'setting', we can also find other ways. Didn't I read your introduction that there is a very powerful mind-reading person? "

"It's psychological mastery, she is a psychic."

Fangzheng simply replied.

"Don't underestimate her ability. Her ability is not as simple as reading minds. She can tamper with other people's memories and thoughts as she pleases. To put it simply, she only needs to meet with you for a minute. You and Mingmei We will forget that we are sisters and start over as strangers."

"...Is it so scary?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ai's complexion suddenly changed.

"Of course, the ability itself is quite scary, but she is a person with a great sense of justice, so there is no need to worry about her abusing her ability. But it is a pity that it is useless for her to come here. There is no [ability] in this world. This kind of attribute, so even if she comes to this world, she will only become an ordinary person who cannot use her abilities—oh, by the way, her physical fitness is extremely weak, and she belongs to the type of running for five minutes and panting for half an hour. So it can be said that if she has no ability, she is weaker than ordinary people."

"No way."

Facing this fact, Xiao Ai was dumbfounded.

"I don't think she's fat, she's about the same as an ordinary middle school girl."

"Actually that's an unathletic sports idiot."

Fangzheng waved his hand.

"As for Belmode, you don't have to worry, she'd better do the same. Of course, we can't rely on her alone, but if she can help, it would be great."

Fangzheng's request to Belmode is actually very simple, that is, Belmode should disclose as much clues about the black organization as possible to Conan, so as to help Conan discover and find the lair of the black organization as soon as possible. As for how to do it, Belmore De decides for himself.

Now that it has been determined that there is no way to extract confessions by arresting people from the Black Organization, Fang Zheng can only count on Conan, the protagonist, to give him some strength.

In fact, Fangzheng also thought about bringing Belmode directly back for interrogation by Conan, but he had no choice but to think again and again, and still felt that the risk was too high. After all, this is the world of reasoning. If Conan directly asked, it would not be called reasoning. And Belmode said it was okay in front of Conan, but if he couldn't say it, Fangzheng had to explain all this to Conan... It would be very troublesome.

He doesn't want to tell Conan that the reason why you can solve the case is because you are the protagonist, so wherever you go, there are dead people, and every criminal will deliberately use various methods to cover himself and fight with you...

After hearing that, Conan was absolutely forced to shut himself up on the spot.

Even if Belmode is limited and can't directly tell Conan the address with a code, at least it can speed up the progress of the main line. After all, Conan has been acting for 20 years, and it is hard to say whether there are 20 episodes of the plot related to the main line. Woolen cloth………

"Jingle Bell."

At this moment, the phone rang. Fangzheng picked up the phone and glanced at it, then connected the phone, and then Conan's voice came from there.

"Where are you?"

"I'm at home right now, getting ready for bed."

Hearing Conan's voice, Fangzheng chuckled.

"What's up?"

"What are you asking me about? Not long after you left, Captain Ghost was killed! And almost everyone suspects that you did it!"

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Otherwise? If you can't find the real culprit, you can only say that you are incompetent. If you find out the real culprit, I will naturally not have to take the blame. You are right."

"........."

Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Conan on the other side of the phone almost didn't come up. Obviously you ran away inexplicably, why blame me for being incompetent? If it wasn't that I couldn't beat you, I would... well, I just couldn't beat you.

"But how on earth did you leave?"

That's right, that's why Conan called Fangzheng. He couldn't figure out how Fangzheng managed to leave the yacht quietly. Originally, Conan thought that Fangzheng had disguised himself as someone else, and then hid in the cabin, but later he searched the entire cabin, and even found the real murderer who killed the ghost captain, but he couldn't find Fangzheng, so he was helpless He raised his hand and surrendered to make a phone call—but he didn't expect that he had already gone home to sleep?

If he doesn't understand his method, Conan feels that he will definitely lose sleep tonight! !

"hehe."

Hearing Conan's question, Fangzheng chuckled.

"you guess."

After saying this, he decisively hung up the phone.

Tonight, Conan is not going to sleep.