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- "Did you take it by mistake? This is just a notebook." l said nonsensically, not realizing how Zheng Pan took it out.
"Hey, you don't understand this. This notebook is called a deathnote. It means you can kill people. Anyway, you just need to write your name in it." Zheng Pan said awesomely. Although it is an item rewarded to me by the space, I don't know why, but in my own hands I can only do that, but in the hands of plot characters, it seems like it can be like in the animation.
l looked at Zheng Pan like an idiot, as if to say, "You think I am a three-year-old kid, so easy to fool."
Zheng Pan had expected such a reaction, so he just smiled and said mysteriously: "I know it's hard for you to believe my words, so let's do an experiment."
What¡¯s written on L¡¯s face is not that it¡¯s hard to believe, but that he doesn¡¯t believe it at all. However, Zheng Pan actively ignored him.
Zheng Pan handed the note to l and said, "Write any name."
l took the note hesitantly and carefully spread it out. The touch just now made l feel different. It was not like an ordinary note. But even so, l still spit it. It was a small note. What's the use? I'm not completely sure whether the man standing next to him is an enemy or a friend, so L tried to ask: "Then what's your name?"
Zheng Pan expected this question and was prepared, "You'd better throw away that ridiculous idea of ??yours. This note is of no use to me."
"You don't have to be too suspicious. I'm not doing this to you, so please rest assured." Zheng Pan explained.
"Is it true?" L still didn't let go of his suspicion.
"Just write the name of the criminal in your note, so you can feel at ease." Zheng Pan said.
"Why do you have to write your name?" As expected of L, he quickly found the point. In fact, L was just asking casually. How could a blind cat encounter a dead mouse.
Zheng Pan¡¯s eyes flashed and he smiled: ¡°Because you can only kill someone if you write your name on it.¡±
"What?" l was shocked this time.
"Are you surprised? In fact, someone has done this a long time ago, isn't it?" Zheng Pan said bewilderedly.
"Could it be that the current series of events are all" l was shocked again.
Zheng Pan just smiled and said nothing.
"No, it's impossible, how could such a thing happen." In fact, L already believed most of it in his heart.
¡°Then you¡¯ll know if you write it down and read it.¡± Zheng Pan winked.
l quickly picked up the pen and wrote the name of a criminal on the note, "What will happen after writing this? Will he die immediately?"
"Of course not. If you just write your name, you need to wait 40 seconds." Zheng Pan said.
"Why does it take 40 seconds?" l asked hotly chasing after him.
"You have too many questions, just wait." Zheng Pan stopped talking.
L was too lazy to ask for trouble. He waited quietly for 40 seconds, then called the contact person and said, "Go and see how the *** in prison is doing." Of course, he couldn't directly say whether he was dead or not. This is too suspicious.
The contact person silently performed the task. Within a few minutes, L's cell phone rang, and it rang with the contact person's report.
L¡¯s face instantly turned pale, he hung up the phone, and murmured to himself: ¡°It¡¯s actually like this, it¡¯s actually like this, no wonder I couldn¡¯t think of it.¡±
When Zheng Pan saw that the effect was achieved, he stood aside and smiled without saying a word.
l finally came back to his senses, apologized to Zheng Pan, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too involved."
"How about it, now you believe it." Zheng Pan said.
"Well, you're right. I'm sorry that I've been doubting you for so long." l's words were filled with honorifics.
"You don't need to compliment me too much, I'm just telling the truth."
"Then do you know the name of the murderer?" l asked.
"L, you're in trouble." Zheng Pan said suddenly.
l was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of regret on his face: "That's right, if you don't do this, there will be no fun." The old l is back again.
"That's right. I'll leave the notes with you first. I believe you need him more than me now." Zheng Panliang said carefully.
l smiled sheepishly.
Looking back at Yagami Yue's house, the doorbell downstairs rang "ding dong ding dong", and then you could hear the sound of mother opening the door, and then: "Ah, husband, you are back"
"Ah, I'm back. How are the children?"
"It's all good, it's all good"
Yue¡¯s father is a serial killer in the Metropolitan Police DepartmentThe leader of the special investigation team, Soichiro Yagami, the director of the Criminal Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department.
He didn¡¯t know that his son was the target of his pursuit, and the dinner at Yagami¡¯s house was as warm as an ordinary family. Mother Sachiko¡¯s craftsmanship is very good. If Ryuk, the God of Death, wasn't behind Yue, there wouldn't be anything weird about this scene. However, since no one can see him except Yue, let's ignore this discordant factor.
"Azuki, how are your academic performance?" Soichiro is like most fathers, a dignified and kind man at home.
"It's okay, just like before"
"Humph, my brother is still the same as before, always taking the first place in the school year."
"Yes, our son is a good son, right, husband?" Soichiro said nothing in particular, just nodded. He turned his head and asked his daughter: "Zanyu, what about your grades?"
Zuoyu stuck out her tongue and shrank her shoulders: "Yeah, me? Hehe, it's the same as before."
"Ah, really?" Soichiro put down his bowl and chopsticks with a tired look on his face. The dinner table suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the head of the family with concern.
Yue asked: "Dad, you seem to be very tired"
Soichiro rubbed his cheek with his hand: "Yeah, this incident seems difficult to solve, and we are also confused. However, the most authoritative person inferred based on the time of the prisoner's death that the murderer may be a student. ."
Yue lowered her eyelids to prevent her father from seeing her excited and nervous eyes.
"Husband, please don't talk about this while eating, okay?" Mother Sachiko was a little dissatisfied.
Soichiro smiled at his wife: "What's wrong with that? Didn't I solve some cases based on Yue's opinions before?"
Mother couldn¡¯t say anything, she just looked at the two men at home with concern. The eyes of younger sister Sayu were full of admiration.
"I'm full," Yue stood up: "Dad, since you have the help of an authoritative person, don't be too nervous. This matter is indeed very bizarre. You should pay attention to your health."
Soichiro nodded and picked up the bowl and chopsticks again.
Yue sent her empty dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen. When she was about to go upstairs again, she turned back to her mother and said, "From now on, I will clean my own room. Don't come in."
Mom Sachiko was a little strange: "What are you talking about? Since you entered high school, hasn't it always been like this"
Yue turned back and went upstairs. His father, Soichiro, smiled slightly: "Haha, this child has reached the age where he has his own secret."
Waiting for the moon to lock the door of his room, the God of Death Ryuk asked: "L has deduced that you are a student, how are you going to fight back next?"
Yue's smile was slightly proud: "Now, let's use ** to make this matter more interesting."
Yue walked to the desk, took out the notes and spread them on the table: "Forty seconds after writing the name, if you write the cause of death, the person will die according to the method you wrote. If you write the cause of death, then you can Write a more detailed description of the death within six minutes and forty seconds!¡±
"That is to say, if I can make good use of the functions of the notebook, I can confuse the other party." Yue wrote quickly on the notebook
He would never have imagined that he was already a clown.
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