"What?" Lu Yuan was stunned.

His question is like asking "Why am I a man" and "Why do I have to eat?"

"Otherwise? Are you willing to stay in this world?" Lu Yuan also asked back, "Let yourself be just a character imagined by others? Appear in a painting, a movie, a game? Let your origin, appearance, personality, encounters, etc. be arranged by others; your words and deeds are all fantasies depicted by another person with a pen or keyboard; and the joys, sorrows, and joys you experience... those feelings that you think are true are also instilled in you by others... Are you willing to accept this kind of manipulation?"

Indeed, almost no one can accept what Lu Yuan said.

How could anyone willingly exist in such a world that is designed for people to enjoy and enjoy?

However, Maori just smiled faintly. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the middle-aged uncle with his IQ off line.

"Yes, I accept it." He spread his hands and said, "Or what do you think, why do I run around with Conan's stupid child every day?

Do you know how many injections I got on the back of my neck? If I didn't accept it, I would have stopped doing it now

Really, every day after being stunned by him, I have to deal with the pinhole, disinfect it myself, and pull out the anesthesia needle, and pretend that it is okay.

That little guy went wherever he died, and the entire Mikacho was about to become a cemetery. Do you think I don’t accept these words? Will I still be Kogoro Maori now? I have joined the shit organization that turned Shinichi into a child and killed Conan. In this way, maybe the number of people who die in this world can be reduced by 90."

Lu Yuan sat on the ground, staring at Maori stupidly.

"How is it possible?"

"Hahaha." Maori laughed, "Okay, I can guess your psychology. I guess you must have lived in a very painful, hopeless, and meaningless world, so you have this idea. In fact, when I just deduced that I was just a cartoon character, I also had this kind of mentality. I felt that the whole world was false, unfair, hypocritical, and so on. But soon, I began to think about other issues.

For example, does my thoughts belong only to myself? I can realize that I am a character in a comic, because another force makes me think so, just like, I may also exist in a third-rate writer's book, and Kogoro Mouri had long known that he was a character in a comic, but this setting is actually just a passage in him. Maybe, the so-called game does not exist, it only exists in a certain book."

Lu Yuan opened his mouth slightly, looking at the decadent middle-aged uncle in front of him, his heart was already boiling.

"If I continue to think about it this way, it will be even more chaotic. Since I exist in paintings, movies, animations, and even games, then which one is the real me?

Are the me on the first page of the comic and the me on the second page of the comic? If I am just a picture on one of the pages, then have I walked my life for me in many pages in advance? If I am on the last page of the comics, then, is I still alive on the first page?"

As he spoke, Maori himself laughed.

"For a long time, I was thinking about this ridiculous question. Finally, I finally understood that all my previous thoughts were actually a waste of time!

So what if I ask the bondage of this world? Go to another world to change the bondage?

I still remember that those monks in the temples said nonsense like "Everything is Hongmeng". Oh, in the old Chinese sayings, there seems to be a saying like "One Flower and One World".

But all this theory seems to be just a statement. People who put forward these statements do not seem to really want to break through the world of flowers and grass.

Because this kind of thinking about the world seems to end up in an unstoppable way to fall into a vicious circle, and then we are all content with the status quo.”

Maori scratched his head lazyly, "It just so happens that I am just such a sloppy person and don't expect any prospects, so I don't want to leave."

Lu Yuan's mind calmed down from the buzzing sound. For some reason, he seemed to be able to feel a sense of indifference and freedom from Maori's words, but Lu Yuan still didn't want to give up.

"But the reason why people in the past were content with the status quo was probably because they couldn't leave their world, and I could help you," he said.

Maori nodded, "I believe you can do it, but I still don't want to leave. I belong here. I have my daughter, an upset divorce tigress, Brother Megu, Shinichi, the brat who is stubborn and refuses to let go of my daughter, and many friends. These are my life and my department. Compared to letting me leave this world, I don't want to see their shadows in a comic book. For me, that is the most terrible thing.

On the contrary, getting anesthesia needles every day to provide some inference tips to that little guy. This is my life and the meaning of my existence."

"But they don't know that they are just a virtual character, but you know that the world is fake."

"No" Maori suddenly laughed, laughing extremely relaxed. "I said it is real, then it is real."

The darkest period of the night has passed, the moonlight outside the window seems to have begun to become hazy, and Maori's figure is also reflected in it.

"Okay, I've said everything I should say." Maori twisted his neck lazily. "From what you mean, the so-called game you mentioned should not be just me, so you should leave your abilities to those who need your help. Those who are still living in pain, I live a good life as for me."

After saying that, Maori turned around and left the room.

"Mr. Maori!" Lu Yuan suddenly shouted.

"Ah? What are you doing?" Maori muttered unhappy.

"When the second reasoning, is that sleeping Kogoro really you?" Lu Yuan seemed to be asking him the last question.

"Oh~ Of course not, I was really asleep at that time!" Maori said.

"But Conan was obviously not behind you at that time." Lu Yuan asked again.

"Oh, you say this." Maori muttered, then took a button from the collar of his suit. "It's this thing that can connect his butterfly voice changer and record it. This thing has deceived Xiaolan and the others several times."

As he said that, Maori threw the button to Lu Yuan.

"Here~ I leave a souvenir. If we still have the chance to see you next time, this thing should remind me of you."

Lu Yuan took the button.

"Then how do you explain Conan?"

"Ha. I'm such a lazy person, what's the big deal about losing a button?" Maori said, then yawned. "Okay, it's getting late, I have to go back and make up for my sleep."

After saying that, Maori really left the room this time.

And this time, Lu Yuan did not try to keep him anymore.

He just looked at the long-disappeared back and fell into some deeper thinking.

The waves on the sea gradually lit up, and a slight spot between the sky and the sea quietly emerged.

It's dawn and the boat is coming.

This copy finally came to an end.

A faint smile also appeared on the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth.
Chapter completed!