Chapter 150 The non-existent 'zero'

Chapter 150 The non-existent 'zero'

Although they could also go to Chinatown to eat hotpot, Ranpo, who couldn't eat spicy food, finally rejected the proposal.

I wanted to take Yosano with me, but when I opened the door of the medical room, all I saw was a mountain of textbooks.

Yosano leaned over the table and waved his hand.

“Sorry, I applied for Yokohama University’s medical correspondence course and I’m currently taking supplementary courses.

I have to search for some papers tonight, and talk to the professor tomorrow... I've been completely... drained...! ”

Although her special ability can save people in an instant, Yosano does not think that she can give up studying medicine. She is ready to pursue medicine for the rest of her life.

Because he was a semi-wild monk before, his studies were not comprehensive. A lot of knowledge that was not necessary was compulsory in formal education. Even Yosano found it difficult to get a formal education.

"Before, Yokohama University was in a semi-suspended state, so I was relatively free, but the professor told me that Yokohama seems to be preparing to resume full classes, so I have to hurry up and prepare for the missed courses."

Yes, the only ones in Yokohama that have not suspended classes are a few national universities, but classes basically will not be held on campus. If something happens to students on the way to class, it will be a big trouble.

Yawning, Yosano drank his coffee in big gulps, and waved his hands weakly again, feeling as if his soul was about to be vomited out of his mouth.

"Go ahead, go ahead, we'll get together again next month."

Blinded by the light of knowledge, several people left the Armed Detective Agency in silence.

The all-round home master Nakai Hideo led the way to the nearby vegetable market, and two people who were not very good at cooking lagged behind, mainly acting as porters.

but……

"Has all schools in Yokohama resumed classes?" Chijianmu asked with some confusion.

"I have indeed heard about the relevant things. You are also responsible for this matter, Mu Jun!"

Walking around in a lazy tone:

"Well, the small mafia has been almost wiped out. It seems that several drug trafficking organizations have been rounded up this month. Several large mafia organizations just need to recuperate, so the situation is very peaceful and there are more people walking around. Anyway, there have been no classes in school for ten consecutive years, so we should go back to school as soon as possible if we can find a chance."

The drug trafficking organization is encircling and suppressing... Tiao Ye Cai Ju should be joining the hunting dogs soon.

Because the 500 billion yen was used by Dazai to exchange benefits - of course, in order to avoid trouble, he used a fake name and identity to interact with others, but the fact that the 500 billion yen was indeed spent had already spread, and the undercurrent of investigating the 500 billion yen had also subsided a little.

...School should be able to start smoothly this time, right? They won't start a fight over 500 billion, right?

"Speaking of which, the weather is getting colder and colder. It's really annoying..."

Ranpo looked up to see the weather.

Unless it is the coldest time, people in Yokohama always have an inexplicable persistence and would rather wear more clothes inside than put on more layers outside.

They wear windbreakers, shirts, vests and suit pants all year round. The few things they do is probably changing their socks from silk stockings to cotton socks. They try to stay calm and elegant even in the coldest weather.

Ranpo was no exception. Of course, he just disliked being restrained too much and was troublesome. Under the detective's cloak, he wore a casual black vest and a long-sleeved white shirt. His suit pants were short to his calves, and underneath they were white knee-length socks. When it’s cold, wear a thicker shirt and wrap yourself tightly with a cloak.

But in fact, Qian Jianmu couldn't quite understand the persistence of this group of people.

He was born in the north, even in the far north. The only thing he had left was heavy snow all over the sky. Snow could be seen in ten out of the twelve months of the year. Snowflakes covered the wilderness. Keeping warm and finding food were common and unsolvable problems for wanderers.

Although he is cold-resistant, Qian Jianmu is also well aware of the lethality of cold. As long as it's a little cold, he will wear more clothes. Although it can't be seen, his inner shirt will be changed to fleece, his vest will be changed to a thicker one, and his coat will be changed to a thick cashmere one. If the cold wind blows on his neck, he will tie a thick scarf and wrap himself up so that he can't feel the cold at all before he can go out normally.

"After eating hot pot, you will feel a little warmer." He looked at Ranpo a few more times, and then looked away to make sure that Ranpo didn't really feel cold. "The temperature will drop significantly in a few days. Will it snow in Yokohama this year?"

"If it didn't snow last year, it will definitely snow this year," Ranpo whispered.

"Eh...is this the analogy?" Qian Jianmu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"That's what my grandmother who lives not far from the apartment said. Isn't snow a good thing? You like snow very much, right?"

Ranpo would also chat with the aunties around him very patiently. Sometimes he would hear some strange news, but he was too lazy to think about it and would just use it. As a result, he would occasionally hear some very shocking information.

But he didn't feel like his image had collapsed at all, and instead stretched out his voice as if it was natural:

"It's good even if it doesn't snow. It's good even if it snows. Winter is good in every way. The kotatsu and the oranges on the kotatsu are good too."

"Haha, even if it snows, it won't accumulate... The coldest temperature in Yokohama is above zero, right?"

I recalled with some helplessness the previous winters when it would snow in Yokohama, but the snow would hardly last long. Although it feels very cold, it only lasts for a few months and snowy days are rare.

"The place with the most snow is Hokkaido."

"Then let's go to Hokkaido to see the snow. Winter is only a month away, and winter is a bit more relaxing. It would be nice to go to Hokkaido to see the snow and soak in hot springs."

Hideo Nakai bought the vegetables and walked towards the two of them carrying the bag. Ranpo waved his hand and took the vegetables with him.

"Nakai, how about we go to Hokkaido in January and come back to Chinatown in February to join everyone in the festival?"

Being suddenly added to the topic, Nakai Hideo was stunned for a moment. He thought about it and hesitated:

"Okay, but..."

"That's settled then!"

Ranpo moved his legs and tugged at the edge of Chigenmaku's clothes with his free hand:

"Hurry up, I'm starving to death."

“! Slow down! This is not the way back to the shrine!… It’s the other way around, this isn’t the way to the shrine either, go to the right, you’ve gone too far! Ranpo——!”

If you feel cold, don't try to be brave!

People from Yokohama who want to be strong all their lives!

***

After meeting with everyone he knew, Qian Jianmu returned to his normal work state.

With the mentality of not having to publish something in vain, he also serialized "Meaningless Literature".

It's really sad that he is an author on the surface, but secretly he is frantically working on some work that has nothing to do with writing.

He had a lot of things to check, including religious matters, school matters, information sent back by friends who chose to work on their own (Mu: I couldn't just refuse the information they gave me voluntarily!), and the recent order to start a publication that he had silently regretted for a while.

Although Endo Shusaku had a group of capable people, it was still a bit difficult to acquire a publishing house at first, and then they came up with a good idea.

The effect of those early books was quite strong. The forum set up by the author became a place for fans to publish their own stories. These stories accumulated over time, and under the leadership of a few talented fans, an online reading website was formed. This website has always been of interest to Endo Shusaku, and now, he thought it would be a good idea to use it.

So Qianjianmu had more website-related work to do.

What a hell! Is this the devilish scene we will face when we return to work after the annual holiday?

He was so devoted to this work that he forgot about everything. It was still November 10th when he just returned. It took him half a month to sort out the relationships and the situation. He worked from mid-November to late January. When everything was over, he vaguely realized that almost two and a half months had passed.

In mid-January, Ranpo also told the president that he wanted to go out and play, but Yosano Akiko strongly expressed that she wanted a vacation, but only to wander around Yokohama, and was determined not to go out with Senmaku and the others.

"A group of men, I don't want to be with them."

After counting the people around him, Chigenmaku couldn't find a female one, so he began to seriously consider whether to knock Ozaki Koye out of the port mafia. However, the mafia seemed to be carrying out the annual planning, and everyone was very busy, so he decided not to cause trouble for Koye.

Even if there is only one person left, the Armed Detective Agency cannot rest. There must be at least one person to respond to emergencies. In the end, the president is left alone.

Out of pity, Chijianmu lent his black cat and calico cat to the president to play with for a few days.

Because of the indelible hostility left over from his days as a killer, Fukuzawa Yukichi is not liked by cats, but he is an incurable cat lover. Fortunately, the black cat and calico cat at home are not ordinary cats. Following Ayatsuji Yukito, they must have seen all kinds of scenes. At first, he got a little angry, but after he understood what the garbage owner meant, he obediently played with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

The elderly man left behind, Fukuzawa Yukichi, looked at the cat silently and said to Chiganmaku, "Ranpo, please take care of me."

…Why is this sentence so subtle here?

However, not many people go out of the shrine. Ayatsuji Yukito is going to Tokyo to do some research and also to the abandoned school to get a feel for it. The only people who actually left the shrine were Nakai Hideo and Sengenmaku.

It's a very familiar configuration.

We took the Shinkansen all the way to Sapporo, and then took a shuttle bus to a hot spring in the mountains. The hot spring here is very hidden and quiet. The price is expensive but the service is very thoughtful.

However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand, and when he put down his luggage and went to the lobby to buy some water, he saw Dazai Osamu shaking a Coke at the vending machine.

“Eh…? Maku-kun!” He looked very surprised, but his hand did not stop. A ochre-haired young man walked out from the corner. Nakahara Chuuya seemed to be looking for Dazai Osamu everywhere, but before seeing Dazai Osamu, he saw Sengen Makuu first.

"Xiaomu, why are you here?"

Sengenmaku glanced sideways and saw Dazai Osamu handing the Coke to Nakahara Chuuya. Nakahara Chuuya said thank you in a low voice with some discomfort, unscrewed the can and was about to drink.

Chijianmu nodded, his expression becoming increasingly subtle.

Well, yes, he is here.

"What's with that expression on your face?" Nakahara Chuuya, who didn't think much of it, handed over the Coke, "Do you want a drink?"

"No, I'm a Pepsi fan." Qian Jianmu shook his head vigorously.

"You actually drink Pepsi? I still prefer Coca-Cola." Nakahara Chuuya smiled heartily, unscrewed the lid, and then was hit in the face by a white stream of Coke.

He looked down at the Coke that was still bubbling out, and silently, slowly, crushed the bottle.

“Dazai Osamu——you bastard——!!!”

“Hahahaha!! Don’t look at me! For something like this, you should first reflect on how stupid you are!” The moment he took the Coke, Dazai Osamu was already preparing to run. Now he was almost at the door, laughing wildly at the door: “Idiot, you’re so easily deceived, yet you still want to strive for a cadre candidate? Hey, you’d better be my dog! Lululu!”

"I want a cadre candidate, what does it have to do with you?"

Chuuya actually threw the Coke bottle into the trash can properly. His moral level defeated 99% of the mafia in Yokohama. Chimamu exclaimed in admiration. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in his ears. The boy started at 0 frame and rushed towards Dazai Osamu like a cannonball.

"Eh... Then who becomes the candidate for the cadre? Who is it? Who is it? Ah, it looks like Dazai Osamu! Hahahaha!" Dazai Osamu turned around and ran to Chimamu, protecting him in front of him, and shouted provocatively: "Don't even think about it! You can only drink flat Coke!"

Dazai Osamu is so vicious! Your curse is so vicious!

"Don't use Xiaomu as a shield! Come out and fight one-on-one, you bastard."

"I'm not! Violent dwarf, Chuuya who never admits defeat every week now has a new special topic, congratulations, congratulations."

"Are you still updating that thing? You're so boring!"

"Tease the dwarf, it's never boring, it's so cool!"

Sandwiched between two people, Chiganmu Muran felt like he was a Gundam, being controlled by Dazai Osamu. Later, Dazai seemed to realize that it was not feasible to run with him, so he let him go and started to circle around him with Nakahara Chuuya.

I don’t know if the speed of rotation opened up some strange world energy. Of course, it is most likely a coincidence. Qian Jianmu received information from the world at this chaotic time.

The general message is that it established contact with the world of spells for the purpose of cooperation. For one reason or another, the parallel world will blend with both worlds at the same time and act as a bridge. The overlapping and fusion of memories will be completed smoothly within three days, the structure will be stabilized within a week, and the time ratio will be adjusted to 1:1.

Eh... parallel world, fusion?

Qian Jianmu's expression darkened and he lowered his head, thinking silently.

Although I can understand that it is probably to tear the parallel world down and fuse a part with the magic world first, and then completely merge it with the main world, similar to the method of mixing materials when baking, to establish a connection with the magic world more smoothly, but...

The parallel world officially merges with the main world and will have a little bit of memory, but it will not invade the personality of the main world. Everything will pass by like a dream.

...So farewell is really farewell.

With that expression and that behavior, perhaps Edogawa Ranpo had already made the decision from the beginning to give up seeking help from him and move towards the path of integration.

As for Xingye, he probably saw such a future, so he deceived the time and space compass and escaped the fusion of the world. But it also meant that he had completely broken free from the nightmare that he hated and could not escape from, and had completely lost his place to go, becoming a wanderer in time and space.

Both of them accepted it too calmly. Based on his understanding of the two of them, unless the weight of "change" was several times greater than the weight of "no change", the two of them would not accept the fusion so calmly.

Therefore, fusion is an inevitable event, and it is a better outcome that he cannot change.

He sighed deeply, looked at Dazai Osamu's calm and somewhat confused face in front of him, then glanced at Nakahara Chuuya who was standing behind Dazai Osamu and picking up a chair to smash down, and silently took a step back, watching Dazai Osamu suddenly dodge, the chair shattered in front of him, and the wood block fell from the air and hit his head.

It hurts a bit, but compared to this...

"...I really hate fate..."

With this sigh, he walked past the two people who had begun to destroy public facilities, bought a few bottles of drinks, and then stepped on Dazai Osamu's knocked-down body back to the door of the room.

What else can he do? He is so tired. He is just a salted fish now.

Now that things have come to this, go to sleep.

He has been working for so long, he needs a rest.

However, the kind of rest that Qian Jianmu wanted was ultimately a little different from the rest he experienced.

The two people who came to Sapporo to take a hot spring bath because of the port mafia's annual holiday were really, too! Quarrel! it’s done!

It was clearly a collective annual holiday, but the presence of these two people was extremely strong. Chijianmu only remembered that when he went out in the morning, the two were still sleeping in their respective rooms. At noon, Dazai Osamu committed suicide and Nakahara Chuuya sent people to search and rescue him while cursing. In the afternoon, Nakahara Chuuya drank with his men. Dazai came over to have afternoon tea with them, and then in the evening, Nakahara Chuuya started to get drunk and fought with Dazai Osamu. The fight lasted until the early morning when Dazai Osamu played tricks and lay down, and was sent out for emergency treatment.

The next day repeated all the operations of the previous day, and even more unpredictable accidents occurred.

Sengenmaku originally thought that the trip would be: heavy snow, hot springs, drinking wine and tea, quiet rest, and discussions on the plots of detective novels and the future trends of Yokohama.

The journey that Sengenmaku faces: the roof is torn apart, the hot spring water is used as a weapon, tea is replaced by alcohol, the quietness is gone, the detective novel is played out in reality, and the future of Yokohama is dark.

A drawing of earth and hell.

Next time you go traveling, you should ask Dazai Osamu if he has traveled...

After a few days of exhaustion and frustration, late one night, Qian Jianmu finally received the news that the world bridge was successfully built.

"...Can we communicate with the other world?"

I don't know what the world consciousness has learned, but it actually turned the latest news into a version update document and sent it to me. Although it is still the familiar compressed package style of communication, it seems to have the dry humor of old people playing online literature.

"Well...you can text and call."

?

World awareness what are you doing! Besides him, who else needs two places to call each other? He doesn’t need this special treatment. Can he update the benefits somewhere else?

Even as he was complaining like this, Chigenmaku took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be on a mission and didn't reply to the message, but Geto Suguru replied very quickly, and the two of them made a phone call directly.

Geto Suguru: [Kochika! Are you back? 】

Qian Jianmu: [Well, sort of... How have you been lately? 】

Xia Youjie: [Ah... Well, it's been almost four years, and I've actually graduated from the police academy. 】

……? You really went to police academy!

Then I heard Xia Youjie's heavy voice:

Geto Suguru: [Kochika... I think that ordinary people and the police cannot be blamed for the cursed spirits. Ordinary people’s lives are difficult right now. 】

Chikanmu: [Why do you say that?] 】

Xia Youjie: [In the past ten months in the police academy, my classmates and I solved 13 homicides, 4 bomb cases, 2 kidnappings, 5 robberies, and one major trafficking case...]

Chiganemu: […Where did you go to police school, Gotham? 】

Geto Xiayou: [Let’s not question the environment for now. Although I think the environmental problem is huge, perhaps we can establish a common enemy, such as those damn government lawmakers. 】

Oops, judging from his voice, this guy really has murderous intentions towards the top government officials.

Chijianmu: [So... you graduated from the police academy and are now a police officer? 】

Geto Xiayou: [Ah, no, I am a criminal now, haha. 】

Qian Jianmu: [Hmm? 】

Geto Xiayou: [Are you scared? It's undercover. It's easy. The person working undercover with me was a colleague of mine from the same period. He was very good... and he was also very good as a criminal. 】

...Is it okay to praise someone for being an excellent criminal?

Xia Yujie: [Ah... he seems to be back. Isn't today the day to go out and hand in a mission... You don't look well, did something happen? Hello! zero! 】

Furuya Rei: […I’m fine. 】

Qian Jianmu suddenly froze, and in a trance, he suddenly realized something.

He didn't hear what they said afterwards. It was only when Xia Yu called him that he came back to his senses.

Geto Suguru: […You just kept repeating the word zero, what’s wrong? 】

……No.

No, no, no, no, no.

It was not until this moment that Qian Jianmu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After coming to this world, the information infused from the chip made him a little insensitive to the categories of words, but his inherent habits made him less likely to doubt his past.

It was as if the smoke in front of his eyes was brushed away. At this moment, like a turning point in fate, he suddenly realized that the word 'zero' itself was wrong.

His old world did not use any language of this world. It was a separate language system that also had numbers, but the reading and meaning of the numbers were completely different from those in the current world.

However, he had long ago decided that 'zero' meant 0, and he also got used to naming the technological equipment on him 'zero'. That was the original request of Chidori Jun, the girl who symbolized time and space and sent him here.

"This is for you... Don't know what to name it? How about 'zero'?"

The girl said:

"Yes, it means 0. Isn't it a good name?"

No...no, no!

All of them are wrong!

How does Xiao Qian know Zero?

In his world, there is no such thing as English letters, and even 0 in this world's numerical system does not exist.

Similarly, the word 'zero' is impossible to appear!

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