After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

The sky is falling, and the morning star is illuminated in all directions with the moon.

Sun Yue changed into casual clothes, tied a low ponytail and went out.

"Yue, aren't you going to get some weapons?" Luke asked, swallowing the apple core.

Sun Yue shook his head, "Any weapon may become the opponent's weapon, so it's better to see the move."

"That's right." Luke watched all kinds of people pass by, and as Sun Yue's path became more and more remote, the number of people passing by became scarcer.

A few kilometers away from the address of the person, Sun Yue crossed a park path and planned to take a taxi.

Occasionally, there are many casual couples in the park, or passers-by who run at night.

Sun Yue avoided people close to him as much as possible, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Lu Ming.

She looked up and swept the names and faces of the people she passed by, and continued nonchalantly.

A man in the same casual clothes greeted him, holding a barbecue bucket and playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The two passed by.

Sun Yue swept the name and appearance above his head, the name was unfamiliar, and the appearance was very ordinary.

Luke and Sydor were still arguing over whether apples or chocolate were better, and only Gil Oki listened to their debate.

Sun Yue thought they were noisy, so he had to take out the headphones and put them on.

Suddenly, I felt something in my waist against me

-"Zizi-"

Sun Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Bluetooth headset on his fingertips fell to the ground!

The other party's barbecue bucket was also dropped.

The tingling sensation in his waist lasted for five or six seconds, and Sun Yue's will began to blur, and he could only watch the other party catch himself who had lost his strength.

A faint and familiar aroma of warm tea came to the nose.

Depend on! Halfway through, did you?!

"Whew-"

The other party squatted down with Sun Yue, who was basically unconscious, buried his head in Sun Yue's shoulder, and then slowly picked up Sun Yue and left the park along the road at the other end.

The Grim Reapers, who were still noisy, were silent.

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When Sun Yue regained some consciousness again, he was in his living room, and on the other end of the sofa sat the man who had corona himself was flipping through several Death Notes on the table.

“...... Zhang Yixuan, don't think I don't know that you finally leaned your head on my shoulder to wipe off the barbecue stains on your mouth. The

man on the other side raised his head when he heard this, "You didn't bring any paper."

Sun Yue's hands and feet were wrapped in adhesive tape, leaving only her body and mouth to move.

"When did you know I was the holder of the Death Note?" Zhang Yi asked, "It seems that you are even smarter than I expected." "

When did you find out?

Sun Yue rubbed the sofa and sat up slowly, exhaling: "What if I say from the beginning?

Zhang Yi's action of flipping through the Death Note stopped, and the spring pen that Sun Yue carried with him was played with at his fingertips.

Sun Yue showed a smile that he couldn't understand.

After a pause, he said, "It's Kira, you are very similar." Sun

Yue has never forgotten that this is a world derived from "Death Note", and the existence of Death Note is the best proof of this.

A hundred years ago, the night god moon was so majestic, he was the son of the chief of police, the first god of learning in Tokyo, a beautiful boy who was loved by everyone, and Kira, who had the ability to judge death...

And these, from the first encounter on Friendly Street, everything has come back to life like a cycle of the old and the new.

Zhang Yixuan has excellent grades, his father has also climbed step by step from the director to the current captain of the police station, is the first place in the Criminal Police Academy, has a face that attracts the favor of girls, and is a messenger of justice who unswervingly chooses to stand on the opposite side of the dead hand...

A person who resembles the Night God Moon appears in a world derived from the Night God Moon, but is not the holder of the Death Note, but instead the friends around him have become the holder of the Death Note one by one, and collectively form a clean circle to trap him as if avoiding him.

He said he had nothing to do with Death Note.

How can it be.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

The one who hides the most is this person who speaks the opposite words.

"I have tested you many times, the first time was in the riot of the second trial, although there is an element of revenge, but I want you to know the strangeness of this, and then guess if you will feel wrong."

"The second time, the one with collective heart palsy, completely knocked all the rats hiding in the gutter, and made them jump into the trap in search of taste, including you, of course."

Sun Yue said as he quietly swept the clock on the wall.

"The third time, I showed you the watch, and I know that you like to collect watches, and you must know very well the inner workings of various watches. You used to like to wear watches, but my presence made you take off this habit. "

If you're not familiar with watches, you won't know where the mezzanine design of a watch is.

"The fourth time, the little book I gave you on the cover of the Death Note, it was a crazy and dangerous temptation."

If you are not careful, Sun Yue will be written by the other party in that temptation.

The reason she dared to do this was because she had the Eye of Death... and gambling ingredients.

Every time Sun Yue was tempted, he would observe the name and lifespan on the top of Zhang Yi's redundant head, and when only the name was left and the lifespan could not be seen, Sun Yue should be in danger.

“...... Poof.

Zhang Yishu suddenly lowered his head and held back a laugh, and when he looked up, he laughed in a dumb voice, and when he had laughed enough, he returned to his previous lazy and cold appearance.

If "Death Note" knew from the perspective of God that Night God Moon was Kira from the beginning, then in this world, Sun Yue took the perspective of an ordinary person to see a young man full of disguise and integrity to show his perfect performance in front of everyone.

"Regain ownership of the last Death Note." Sun Yue's voice was light and demagogic, as if he sympathized with each other, "I want to see your true appearance." Only

Zhang Yixuan, who has recovered his memory, can explain the origin of everything.

"You said you'll see each other, what am I?" Zhang Yishu spread out a death note on the table, and the spring pen on his fingertips began to give birth to words on the milky white paper, "... Farewell, Sun Yue.

Forty

seconds passed.

Sun Yue remained as it was, and the mocking arc of the corners of his mouth became larger and wider.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, staring at the Death Note in his hand in disbelief -

"Boom... He guessed wrong.

"He guessed wrong."

"I guessed wrong."

Several Grim Reapers, who were standing behind Sun Yue, laughed in low voices.

"I said, let you talk to me when you have regained your memory." Sun Yue leaned back on the sofa, her eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide her coldness.

That look was very similar to the night when the gangsters entered Sun's house more than a year ago, and when Zhang Yixuan came over, he looked up and looked at Sun Yue by the window.

"You can't kill me, at least now you don't dare to kill me with anything other than the Death Note."

Sun Yue was very calm, as if he already knew the facts.

Zhang Yishu unwillingly changed to several other Death Notes, and the result was still the same -

these Death Notes could not kill Sun Yue, so the only one that could be killed was the Death Note in Zhang Yishu's hand!

But once Zhang Yishu came into contact with the Death Note, all his original memories were restored.

As if he understood something, he raised his eyes and asked, "You have been waiting for him." "

This he refers to Zhang Yixuan who has recovered his memory.

Sun Yue has been waiting for him to appear from beginning to end, not Zhang Yixuan, who has no memory.

Suddenly, a phone rang to break the dead silence.

Zhang Yishu took out his mobile phone from Sun Yue's pocket to answer, and the other party fed a few times and began to complain, "I'll tell you first, add money!" I went to break into someone's door at night to steal something, but fortunately there was no one at home, but it was still too thrilling..."

The snort in my ears suddenly worsened.

Sun Yue turned his head and winked at the stunned Zhang Yi:

"surprise (surprise)~"

stole home.