After calming down, you slowly asked, "...What should I do?"

"Let's talk while we walk." Fenjiu stood up and took the lead in leading you to walk here.

You tighten your grip on your G//Lok and keep your finger on the trigger.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Fenjiu chuckled, "This is my building. If I don't want them to, no one can find this place - this is a secret passage that belongs exclusively to me."

"..." You hesitated for a moment and put the Glock back into your pocket.

"What about Toru Amuro and the others..." If the other party had known about it long ago, they would not have been able to get out, right?

"I didn't mean to embarrass them," Fenjiu said. "In fact, I would like to thank him for helping me complete the first few steps of the plan."

Plan...? You ask: "What plan?"

"Let's change the game plan~"

This ambiguous reply does not contain any useful information. You remain silent.

"I said, you want to wish a happy new year, and then you can go back after receiving the happy new year, right?" Fenjiu turned around and looked at you, "Then you say it first."

You blinked. “Happy New Year.”

"Yeah." Fenjiu nodded and continued walking forward.

"?" You took a few quick steps forward to catch up with him, "You haven't said it yet."

"It won't be too late to talk about it after I finish my plan." He smiled, but his amber eyes seemed distant.

“…” I knew it wouldn’t be so smooth.

The previous conversation with Amuro Toru is still reverberating in your mind. Turning your head, you ask hesitantly, "Hmm...what happened?"

"What?"

"That is...what happened to make you like this?" It actually sounds awkward to say this because you are all "Jiang Lai".

He looked at you with a hint of amusement: "Why, do you want to hear a story about someone being forced to turn evil?" He shrugged, "But unfortunately, there are no twists and turns in the story - I just think it's more interesting this way."

“…I don’t find it interesting.”

He chuckled. "Didn't you say it yourself? We are not the same person."

"..." After a pause, you asked again, "...What about Matsuda?"

"You care so much about your good friend." He put his hands in his pockets, "Guess what? But there's no prize if you get it right, and I won't tell you if you get it wrong."

“…” You feel a choking sensation. There is absolutely no way to communicate with this guy.

"Do you feel that you can't communicate with me?" Fenjiu smiled and saw through your expression at a glance.

“…”

"Normal. After all, we are from two different worlds." He traced a line in the air with his finger. "Even if two parallel lines intersect for a moment due to tilt, they will soon separate."

"Other people's attitudes towards you are more or less filtered by me, so they can't really know you." Fenjiu laughed softly, "But I know - we are completely different people."

"Apart from their looks, there's nothing similar." He suddenly came closer to you, and you were startled and took a few steps back, hugging the wall.

"...Actually, they look a little different." He stroked his chin. "Amber is lighter than brown, right?"

“You seem much easier to get along with than me.” He raised his hand and rubbed your head, which made you even stiffer. “—I don’t have the temperament that wants people to pat my head.” With a slightly teasing tone.

"..." What on earth is he talking about? You feel a little annoyed and shake his hand off with a tense expression: "So what is your plan?"

"It's still a long way to go," he replied. "Be patient, little rabbit."

"..." Doesn't he feel awkward saying this to a similar face?

It feels weird when you look at your own face and say something that doesn't fit your personality.

Fenjiu glanced at you lightly, and you paused for a moment before you realized - you didn't say anything, could it be that the other person could read your mind?

"I can't read your mind, but I can observe your micro-expressions." He curled his lips, "I can roughly guess what you are thinking."

"!"

"I like the most genuine expressions on people's faces before death comes, and I enjoy the sense of control of using a small computer or mobile phone to control the overall situation and live a life without any constraints." He said as if chatting, "You don't have this mentality, do you?"

"..." Of course. You think.

You prefer faces with smiles and hope, enjoy the occasional little pleasure of changing or manipulating things with technology, and live a peaceful life that obeys the law and is stable.

"So, there is a clear line between us." Fenjiu smiled with a hint of malice, "Of course, I look forward to you crossing it and coming to the same world as mine."

“…”

"That's a bit strange," you said, changing the subject. "If that's the case, why did you save Matsuda? Regardless of whether he's a red or black man, he has to overcome the plot first."

"And, Jingguang, you didn't let him die. And Furuya Rei—you knew his public security identity, why didn't you tell the organization?"

You stare into his calm eyes.

"..." Fenjiu's tone rose slightly, "Oh? Are you trying to say that I'm not a bad person?"

"You must have done a lot of bad things. I don't mean to deny this." You tilted your head slightly. "I just think that your definition of the twilight zone is inaccurate - there is no eternal black or white. It's just a matter of choosing and striving for where to stand."

"..." He stared at you for a few seconds, then smiled, "Well, you are worthy of being me."

"Well, once you've made your choice—" he said in a long voice, "you must firmly hold your position."

"Otherwise," an elevator appeared in front of him, as if embedded in a silver wall. It seemed that it had not been used for a long time, and it made a sharp creaking sound when the door opened, "...you will definitely be in a terrible situation."

The rest of his sentence was almost lost in the noise, but you still heard it clearly.

"……?"

Fenjiu has his back to you and you can't see his expression clearly.

Everything in the dimly lit elevator became silent, with only the bright red numbers ticking away.

You stare at the numbers, watching them go up and up, and you can't help but ask, "Are we coming out of the underground? Where are we going?"

"Go to the top floor of this building." He leaned against the right side of the elevator, where there was only one button.

"——Let everyone witness the death of Fenjiu."

“!?” You looked up in astonishment, “What are you doing——?!”

"Of course I won't take the initiative to commit suicide," he laughed, "It's just a death that I have been planning for a long time, the death of [Fenjiu]."

You were stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Are you going to fake your death and then...change your identity?"

"I'm tired of this identity." He responded casually, "Change my personality and start a new life."

“……”How casual.

"By the way... maybe we can go somewhere else to play." He turned to you, half-closed his amber eyes, "The dimensional wall can be broken... you should know that very well."

Eh? Yes... because you have been to another world more than once.

"Maybe one day in the future, in your world, that little girl who passed by you, the owner of your favorite takoyaki restaurant, or the young man you met and talked to for a long time by chance, could be me."

But actively breaking the dimensional wall——

You grabbed his shirt with a little excitement: "Can we go home now?"

"Don't worry," Fenjiu looked at you sideways, "...as long as you still remember, you will always come back."

The elevator door dings and opens, and the wind from the high-rise rushes in, lifting your clothes. The glaring sunlight outside makes you feel a little uncomfortable, and you squint your eyes to slowly adjust. But Fenjiu has already walked out.

This is the rooftop at the highest point. Looking around, everything in the city is in sight. Fenjiu walked step by step to the front fence.

"I have one more question." You walked up behind him.

"Oh, go ahead and ask." He smiled.

"What does the cross on Jingguang Gate mean?"

He was slightly startled when he heard this, as if he hadn't expected that this would be the last question you asked. After a pause, he smiled and spoke, but didn't answer your question: "Jump down."

What?!

The boundary between the sky and the world seems to be on this gray roof. Sponge-white clouds float on the side of the tall building.

"Jump," he repeated.

"!"

"When you jump down, I will say Happy New Year to you." Fenjiu said, "Then your soul will go back, and your body will stay here - fake my death for me."

You weren’t sure if he was telling the truth.

You looked down and saw tiny figures and cars like ants, colorful billboards reflecting light, and the cool breeze that rushed up from below and penetrated through your collar, making you shiver. You swallowed and took two steps back.

"Are you scared?" He moved closer to you, his voice softening. "If not, try another way."

“……”Your body is still tense.

"By the way, the question you asked me just now." Fenjiu raised the corners of his mouth, "I haven't answered you yet."

“…What?” Your attention is slightly distracted.

"It means—"

"First you die, then you live."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed you hard, his movements were fast, accurate and fierce. The low guardrail did not provide any protection at all, and you were thrown out almost instantly -

"!!!!" The words you want to shout are stuck in your throat, a feeling of weightlessness sweeps over you, and the scenery in front of you spins and enlarges.

The last thing I heard was a sentence with a smile:

"Happy New Year,--."

"Wow!"

You suddenly opened your eyes, your back was already soaked with cold sweat, in the quiet room, the only sound was the ticking of the clock.

You stared at the ceiling in a trance, and it took you a few seconds to come back to your senses.

“……”Great, you’re back.

Surrounded by familiar apartment layouts, this is Watanabe Weilai's small apartment. It is 2:30 in the morning.

Finally, the other party seemed to say a name. The last scene began to replay in your mind like a film.

...but you didn't hear it at all.

——Is that your original name?

You turn on the special phone on your pillow and there is a message inside.

This is information sent by Matsuda about a case that HLJ recently handled in collaboration with the Metropolitan Police Department.

You quickly and carefully browse the information, turn on the bedside lamp, sit up and start editing.

...You still firmly believe that different worlds will have different endings.

And you will stick to your own position, work hard and strive, shoulder the weight of darkness, and run towards the broad and bright place between black and white.

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