Fog Formula-Warning Book of Fog City Search Chief's Strange Talk

Three days later, in a small apartment in the high-tech zone.

"Up to now, all the 14 missing crew members have been rescued. The vital signs of the rescued are good, and no one was killed. The search and rescue operation by the Search Bureau has been a complete success. At the press conference, the spokesperson of the Metropolitan Police Department said that the long-term During the several-day search and rescue operation, NAVI has received extensive support from all walks of life, and it is with the support of the public that this operation..."

On the news channel in the morning, the TV screen showed the scene of yesterday's filming on the spot. The capable voice of the hostess came out of the stereo as the background sound of the screen, conveying the latest information to the citizens as usual.

"And then?"

However, no one in this room cared what was broadcast on the TV. The young guitarist sat cross-legged on the sofa, while excitedly stroking his black messy hair, while questioning his roommate about the follow-up with an excited face.

"What about the back? What else happened behind?"

"Isn't it all finished? What's the follow-up."

But his white-haired roommate doesn't seem to be in the same good mood as him. He stood up uninterestedly, went to the table next to him and poured himself a glass of water, then replied casually.

"I didn't participate in the subsequent operations. As for the result... haven't you seen it on TV? Everyone was rescued."

"Why?" The black-haired guitarist was a little surprised. "Aren't you chasing... that? Why don't you continue to participate?"

"The one who was pointed at with a gun was me, not you, Mobius." Nanami Kazumiya looked at him angrily while holding a water glass. "Shall I try it for you instead?"

"You said it was a fake gun?" The guitar boy named Mobius tilted his head and thought for a while. "Actually, you were just scared?"

"...but at the time I really felt like I was going to die."

However, Qihai and Gong were silent for a second when they heard the words, and then spoke softly after a while.

"...Sorry." This answer made Mobius stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded, only then did he realize the impact of the matter on the person in front of him.

It was only then that he realized that the white-haired boy's eye circles looked a bit dark, and a trace of haze flashed in the depths of his eyes, but his face still had a casual look.

"What were you thinking at that moment?"

"It's hard to describe." The white-haired boy took a sip from the cup, his expression was a little sad, the morning sun fell on his white hair from the window, and there was a sense of transparency like air.

"My brain is blank. I thought I would be very scared, but the moment I was pointed at, I couldn't feel any fear. I was just very confused. Later...it feels ridiculous. It's over. But at that moment, I feel that it doesn't matter, such a meaningless life, it seems that there is nothing to regret when it is over."

"This is not what a person of your age should think. Your problem is serious." Hearing the slightly neurotic speech of his roommate, Mobius gritted his teeth and raised his hand to scratch Scratch his temples.

"Are you still looking for your [meaning in life]? After experiencing such an exciting thing this time, do you have any clues?"

He said so, but it was just a casual question. They have discussed this issue many times to no avail, so they don't expect any answer.

"a little bit?"

But unexpectedly, Qihai Kazuya gave a rare affirmative answer this time. Chen Guang's white-haired boy frowned his slender and delicate brows, his expression looked a little confused.

"Very little bit, it's hard for me to describe the feeling. There was a moment where I felt like I had a little bit of inspiration, but then it went away."

"Hey, hey! It's true!"

However, the black-haired young man opposite him seemed to be suddenly excited when he heard this answer, jumped up from the sofa and widened his eyes.

"We have been working hard for so long without any results, so you will get results just by going out with that person?"

"It's just a little bit of what I said, and I can't catch it when I turn my head." Qihai Hegong rolled his eyes and took a sip of the water in the glass. "And why is this reaction, shouldn't you congratulate me?"

"Tsk."

However, the black-haired young man seemed to be disdainful, grinned his teeth as if he was sullen, and turned over and went back to the sofa, looking very frustrated.

"drop."

However, while the two were talking, the mobile phone placed on the table by Qihai and Gong suddenly rang. changed.

[come to the pier]

——Written on the screen.

[…I don't seem to have told you about this private contact]

Qihai and Gong pursed their lips lightly, typing word by word on the screen like this.

[I dialed it up with permission]——The other party was honest and answered this very simply.

"..."

Qihai and Gongyi were a little speechless for a while, and it's not surprising that they can bring up such a thing as the other party. But this feeling of being prying into his privacy still made him a little silent.

"Whose news?"

Seeing Qihai and Gong's expression was wrong, Mobius' expression gradually became serious, and asked him this way.

"See Mr. God."

Nanami and Gong put away the phone and did not continue to answer. After thinking for a few seconds, he first answered Mobius like this, then put down the water glass, walked to the door and prepared to go out.

"Ready to go out?"

Mobius looked at his back.

"Yeah." Qihai and Gong nodded with their backs to him,

"... Tsk." So Mobius smacked his mouth and fell silent for a while. It was only when Qi Haihe Gong was about to walk out of the room that he suddenly said.

"If he threatens you with anything, don't be afraid of him. I'll help you."

"..."

This sentence is a bit out of date, and it sounds somewhat funny. But Nanami Kazumiya understood, and he looked back at Mobius on the sofa. He lowered his eyebrows for a while, then nodded seriously.

"okay"

Then with a "click", the door was closed.

"Hmm~"

So out of sight of Nanami and Gong who had already gone out, the black-haired boy on the sofa seemed to suddenly feel better. He jumped up from the sofa, turned his hand to pick up the guitar leaning against the wall next to him, and showed a happy smile.

"Today is a nice day~"