Moroku Sora was quite calm now. After all, it was not the first time that Kusuo had leaked his superpowers and accidentally caused problems since he was a child, and it was not the first time that they had moved.
Everyone in the Saiki family is used to this situation - although Dad doesn't look that good, at least he can afford to move multiple times and change jobs multiple times and save money to buy a house. One million yen is just what Dad can earn by licking 75 pairs of shoes (Kong Liang said he always wanted to complain about his father's conversion unit).
Even the father, who bears the heaviest burden (literally, because the father did not agree to Kongliang and Kongzhu's suggestion that they could buy a house directly), has never said anything. So Kongliang, who has no burden, will not make any requests.
The only thing that bothered Zhu Fukongliang right now was the overly hot temperature. Because there was a hole in the wall, the high temperature outside kept coming in, making him really want to disappear right away.
Plus, his personality when he was young was indeed rather... troublesome, so Zhu Fukongliang simply expressed his emotions triggered by the weather.
The property management of an apartment has the most basic understanding of what each user does. After all, they have to sign a contract to rent an apartment room, and whether the customer can pay the rent on time is within the scope of what the property management needs to determine.
So when they heard the explosion and realized that there was a problem with the house of the tenant on the fifth floor - that is, the policeman, their first reaction would probably be to wait for a while and make sure that everything was safe before showing up, rather than rushing up to ask what happened.
——After all, unless it is confirmed that someone is dead or missing or something has happened, it is not cost-effective to file a possible criminal record if a police report is made and most of the rooms in a building are not rented out.
Therefore, Soraru Morobuchi still has some time to perform for Toru Amuro.
Furiya Rei paused for a moment. He was not too surprised that his identity was exposed. When he saw this familiar face, he seemed to have guessed that this day would come.
Compared to this, he was more concerned about Zhu Fukongliang's situation and safety.
Did he meet me yesterday? No, he didn't meet Morobuchi Sora yesterday. Even if it was one-sided, he wouldn't have completely ignored it. And Morobuchi Sora had never revealed that he knew Furuya Rei.
But compared to these, the boy's attitude at this moment is completely directed at the problem of the boy's memory in front of him - after noticing the obviously ill-fitting clothes on the other person, and his performance from beginning to end...
"It must be a time travel." Zhufu Kongliang said, which sounded like a thunder in Amuro Toru's ears.
"Although your face hasn't changed much, your temperament and feeling are different. And I don't think I'm old enough for you to call me 'sir' yet." Zhu Fukongliang scanned the room, deliberately showing some suppressed surprise.
"How old are you?" Zhu Fu Kongliang suddenly asked.
Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was not something that needed to be hidden, but he still hesitated for a few seconds before answering when the boy showed a certain amount of impatience: "29 years old."
Noticing the slightly widened eyes of the boy who had been acting cold when hearing this number - Morobushi Sora's eyes were originally slightly rounder than Keimitsu's, and it was even more obvious when he was a teenager. Noticing the suspicion that flashed in those blue eyes, Amuro Toru couldn't explain his baby face.
However, Zhufu Kongliang's words made Amuro Toru resolutely reject this incredible answer in his heart.
Although he did think about this possibility for a moment, it was really impossible, time travel or something. Amuro Toru, who believed in science, crossed it out in his heart and felt a little helpless about the child's imagination.
Once the other party takes the initiative to come up with a reason that sounds illogical and shows an attitude of certainty that they believe it - even if it is the truth, it will not be believed.
That's the routine.
Seeing that Amuro Toru showed the reaction he wanted, Zhufu Kongliang was a little satisfied in his heart, but he made a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Based on the research related to the simulation of quantum particles traveling in time by photons, and the laws of quantum mechanics governing subatomic..."
The black-haired boy spouted a bunch of scientific research terms that were enough to confuse Amuro Toru - these were not random words. Morofu Sora had just glanced at his brother's related research and remembered them.
It's just that Zhufu Kongliang deliberately messed up the order. Even if Amuro Toru didn't understand, he would not reveal his brother's unfinished research to others.
After finishing his speech that shocked normal people but was incomprehensible, the black-haired boy paused for a moment, and then, in a serious tone, emphasized: "Time travel does exist."
"Why else would I be here?" Zhu Fu Kong Liang said casually, "It can't be rejuvenation."
Amuro Toru was suddenly awakened: !!!
It wasn't Edogawa Conan that came to mind, but rather, Bermode. When Bermode was in the organization, she was disguised, and she had a relationship with Judy. Her age was definitely not as young as she looked now.
However, the situations on both sides are completely different...Toru Amuro couldn't help but continue to think and speculate.
Zhufu Kongliang pulled up the clothes that were falling down again. When he was in junior high and high school, he was an out-and-out chuunibyou. Chuunibyou believed in time travel and the second dimension. What's wrong with that? No!
Normal people might feel a little embarrassed to act like a middle school student, but Sosuke didn't feel that at all. Because he knew that he was telling the truth, and his brother could do time travel with his superpowers. Even from a scientific point of view, Sosuke would be able to overcome this problem sooner or later.
After thinking about it, Toru Amuro realized something from the boy's attitude. The blond young man with high emotional intelligence tentatively agreed with the other party's idea: "Yes, it is time travel."
Noticing the boy's eyes light up slightly after he admitted this, Amuro Toru understood immediately and inexplicably developed a sense of kindness as an old father - ah, it's this age, no wonder.
But the other party's performance also told Toru Amuro one thing.
Memory. Zhu Fukongliang's memory and personality are obviously different from when he was 22 years old.
By the way, is this really Zhu Fu Kong Liang?
Amuro Toru used the same excuse as before in the cafe and said, "Mr. Sora, your face looks gray."
The black-haired boy subconsciously touched his face, and the action was almost exactly the same as that time in the cafe, and he also didn't touch the original position. But just when Amuro Toru wanted to reach out his hand, the boy leaned back a little alertly and avoided his action, his eyes were as defensive and distant as a wild animal.
Amuro Toru was not embarrassed, and naturally bent down to ensure that their eyes were equal. He knew that he was just testing Moroku Sora's doubts about his current situation.
The blond young man said gently: "Maybe Kongliang, Kongliang, you can trust me a little."
The boy's apathy had not faded.
So Amuro Toru smiled and added: "Why do you think you traveled through time instead of becoming smaller or for other reasons? It's because you don't have any other memories, and you trust your own memories, right?"
The black-haired boy's face became even more alert.
However, Toru Amuro said a word that made the boy in front of him suddenly stand up, like a beast about to show its claws and fangs.
He said: "—hypersomnia."
When Zhufu Kongliang was 15 years old, hyperamnesia had already been understood in medicine.
After a slight panic that was difficult to conceal flashed across the boy's face, Toru Amuro couldn't help but sigh that the boy's witty and mature person was completely different from the grown-up one.
They are impulsive, willful, and have temper tantrums, and they will directly express their emotions. Therefore, they will inadvertently reveal a lot of information.
At this moment, he was almost completely certain of the fact that he had hyperamnesia. Under Amuro's skin, Rei Furuya couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"——You, I, it was my future self who told you?" After a few minutes of stalemate, the black-haired boy spoke stiffly to confirm.
Only then did Toru Amuro remember that the other party had a time-travel fantasy script in his mind, about the future Mr. Kong Liang or something like that... It sounded weird.
However, Amuro Toru did not answer directly, but just smiled: "I just want to express that I have no bad intentions, and I want you to trust me more. In the future, or to be more precise, now, we are friends."
The cold-faced boy showed some hesitation for the first time: "Then do they know?"
This time, Toru Amuro took a moment to react and realized who the person Zhu Fukongliang was referring to was. Toru Amuro suppressed all his emotions and smiled, "I don't know. This is a secret between us."
Zhufu Kongliang's expression became even more strange. He didn't expect Amuro Toru to be so shameless!
At the same time, he also realized that he had overacted a little. When he was 15, he was not as good at speaking as he is now. He was considered amazing if he could get a reply out of the other person's ten sentences.
It turns out that I laugh too much and talk too much in normal times, and it seems like I can’t go back to my previous personality.
The main reason was that the weather was too stuffy - when he thought of this, Zhu Fukongliang became even more unhappy.
But it doesn't matter, just blame it all on the confusion caused by the exposure of super amnesia. Morofuku Sorao casually put the blame on Amuro Toru.
At this time, the property management staff finally came up. Zhu Fu Kongliang kept a cold face in front of the stranger and calmly explained when asked by the other party: "I'm sorry, it was my brother's work error. It involves privacy, so it's inconvenient to say more, but he will pay the relevant compensation in full."
The so-called elder brother is of course the 22-year-old Zhufu Kongliang.
"Excuse me, is there a tenant in my building? If not, please prepare a contract. When my brother comes back, he will sign it."
After all, it was damaged right in front of other people's eyes, so it's impossible for Kusuo to go back directly, so he has no place to live recently.
After coaxing the property owner away, Amuro Toru said with a smile on his face: "I thought they would need my help."
"But Kong Liang, why don't you rent the floor downstairs?" This was another gentle test.
The boy seemed reluctant to answer, but perhaps because of the conversation about hyperamnesia just now, he controlled his patience and simply replied, "There is someone downstairs."
Morofu Sora glanced at the scattered parts in the room and found that his cell phone had also turned into parts because it was 10 meters away from Kusuo at that time... So he had to buy a new cell phone? He had to ask Sora to install the functions inside again... If he had known, he would have watched Sora's installation steps last time. Maybe he could have installed it himself and he wouldn't have to trouble his brother.
At this time, Amuro Toru deliberately made a puzzled expression: "Eh? How did you know? Did you go down to see it?"
Zhu Fu Kong Liang replied gloomily, "I would never choose a high floor. Apparently, someone rented the downstairs, so I chose this floor. The only other floor I could choose is the upper floor."
The simplest reasoning is that because of claustrophobia, people don't often take the elevator, so they won't choose a floor that is too high.
Amuro Toru paused and smiled, "As expected of you, Sora Ryo. No wonder you will become such an excellent police officer in the future."
Hearing this, the black-haired boy froze. He did not turn around to look at Amuro Toru, and his tone returned to its original indifference and alienation, as if he was mocking something, and asked back: "...Police? Me?"
Author's comments: Kong Liang: I overacted. Fortunately, Toru Amuro didn't know what my personality was like when I was 15. I was the one who ooced myself (emphasis)