Conan’s World Stand-in

"It looks like it should be the label on the bento I bought yesterday...Is it spelled wrong? Or..."

"If it's wrong, it won't be both wrong. It's definitely the original label, and there's no possibility that I specifically found the label two months ago. The residue in the lunch box is not even fermented." Guan Dounan pulled down the cuff. A moment, revealing the second label, only this label is slightly torn.

"This is really weird... Could it be that yesterday was really January 11..."

Guan Shanyue let go of Guan Dounan's hand and started to think suspiciously, but before she could finish her guess, she suddenly stopped talking and passed out.

"Hey, you... sister? Are you okay?"

Guan Dounan was a little bit at a loss for this sudden development, and barely supported Guan Shanyue who fell down with his body, preventing her from falling directly to the ground, and then slowly transferred her to a chair and let her sit.

In this position, Guan Shanyue's head slumped forward, seeing Guan Dounan's neck hurting, she stood behind him, raised her sister's chin with her hand, and let her head gently rest on her body, keeping a slightly normal posture.

In this state, you can twist your neck by pressing F... Guan Dounan looked down at the face he was holding that was 90% similar to himself. He didn't have any pink reverie in his heart, but he thought that this style of painting was a bit strange. matter.

After all, no one is in love with their own face.

Looking at the way she fainted, it didn't look like she was pretending... Guan Dounan shook the head in his hands from side to side, but the owner of the head didn't respond, and was very faint.

I ruled out the option of pretending to be stunned by being asked a question that cannot be answered. It may be that someone has set up some mechanism. Once an abnormality in time is found, it will automatically faint... But shouldn't it be me who should faint? ? Or is there any other reason.

I don't know... Speaking of which, even if someone is really arranging him behind his back, there is nothing he can do now. The other party either has the ability to directly change the time, or can put all the people and things around him under control, change the date...

But what was his purpose in doing this? cover up something? But nothing seems to do it to such an extent...

"Um...how did I fall asleep?"

The owner of the head in his hand woke up—how ​​strange it is to think about this. Guan Dounan released his hand and showed her the label on the back of his hand.

"Remember what this is?"

"Huh? The label of the bento box, what's wrong?" Guan Shanyue took his hand again and looked at the label carefully, "January 11th? How did you get the label from so long ago?"

"It was said to be a long time ago, but it was only yesterday, have you forgotten? It's just...?"

His other hand sank, and Guan Shanyue fainted again.

...is this some kind of loser's dust? You mentioned January 11 just now, right? Killer Queen's third bomb, loser Shichen, put me to sleep!

Guan Dounan shook his head helplessly, and continued to keep his hands steady on Guan Shanyue's head. Don't let this cheap sister's neck go wrong.

Aside from other messy things, it's good that my sister is Guan Shanyue, and she won't ask too much, and she's not a brother-in-law like those otaku animations who seem to have a serious illness, but she is very similar to Guan Dounan himself. …

In addition to seeming to be diligent and a scholar.

…

After that, Guan Shanyue fainted again after waking up again, and because of the mention of the date of January 11, Guan Dounan was a little reluctant to continue to talk to her about this topic, for fear of letting her continue to faint like this. What are the sequelae.

In this case, this topic basically cannot go on. Guan Dounan and Guan Shanyue finished eating the lunch together and chatted about some messy things. Guan Shanyue continued to study, and he went to bed as early as yesterday.

Since it is said to be small talk, it must be a little bit of everything, but the depth is not enough. Guan Dounan does not have much information about the predecessor. All I can know is that the "Guan Dounan" family originally lived in Yokohama, and then moved to many places. It was not until a year ago that they moved to Tokyo because of the relationship between their sister's schooling and rented a house in Rice Flower Town, where the housing price is relatively low. Guan Dounan also moved in. Nearby Dedan High School.

Other useful information includes that my sister Guan Shanyue is currently working four jobs in order to pay for her own tuition and subsidies. So it was turned off, and the next one has not taken over it yet; every time Guan Shanyue bought the lunch box, it was half-sold and half-delivered by the convenience store manager who worked part-time.

Lying in bed, Guan Dounan didn't sleep. He was going to stay up all night to test, after two consecutive days with a long difference in time, whether the third day would jump to any day again. And, if he is awake instead of falling asleep, will this date change, and if so, in what form will it change.

"…"

But it's boring to wait like this. It's hard to stay up late without a mobile phone... Guan Dounan turned over and turned on the night light by the bedside, ready to pick out a book to read.

"Let me see... Let's see Lu Xun. I also want to see what Lu Xun looks like in neon style."

In the end, Guan Dounan chose an anthology of Lu Xun's novels that he was more familiar with. This was probably the only thing he felt more familiar with in this strange and strange world, and Brother Xun's novels were as cold and sharp as if a spear and a dagger were directly pierced. It has a refreshing effect on people's hearts.

After eleven o'clock, Guan Shanyue also turned off the lights to sleep, and the room was completely dark, except for Guan Dounan's bedside with warm yellow lights.

"Guan Dounan still takes notes when he reads books. I never do... I still write Chinese characters, and the characters are actually better than mine. I feel that the meaning of my existence has been reduced a part..."

"As expected of Brother Xun, every time I watch it, I have a new feeling. I will reflect on myself, reflect on life and reflect on the society. Unfortunately, it is only after watching each time that there will be such a three-minute enthusiasm..."

"Board knives, bombs, hooked sickle guns, three-pointed two-edged knives..."

"The four ways of writing the word 'hui', Guan Dounan also wrote notes here."

"Some people often describe what Kong Yiji said here as the word fennel bean. There are four ways to write 'fennel', but it's not true. There are two ways to write this word, they are... 'hui' and single character' as a word-forming component. Hui' is not completely equal. And if the writing method of the single word 'hui' includes variant, ancient, and foreign Chinese characters, there are more than ten kinds of writing methods, which are..."

"Guan Dounan, you are still a sinologist..."

Through the notes in the book, the current Guan Dounan has learned a lot of knowledge that even he, a Chinese person, has never understood or ignored. By the way, I also got to know more about Guan Dounan, a high school student.

Judging from the notes, the writing is good, the handwriting is not neat, the overall is thin, and it is easy to tilt upward to the right when there are too many words. He speaks in a slightly classical tone, not very humorous.

Guan Dounan twisted into a Big Dipper shape on the bed, and when he was sleeping alone, he didn't have to worry about not meeting the "psychological expectations of the public".

Of course, he usually doesn't do that, and it's a little uncomfortable.

Silent all night.

"Oh, good morning, why are you up so early?"

At six o'clock in the morning, after getting up and taking a shower, Guan Shanyue, who was taking bread and milk from the refrigerator, was slightly startled by Guan Dounan.

"I couldn't sleep last night and read a book, but when I saw the present, I just got up." Guan Dounan scratched his messy hair and yawned.

"Go wash up, even if you get up early, there is nothing else to eat." Guan Shanyue put a piece of bread in his mouth and pointed to the bathroom.

"Yeah." Guan Dounan staggered into the bathroom, squeezed some toothpaste and started brushing his teeth, thinking about his actions today.

Today is the third day of time-travel, and the action is still to investigate the ability of Sancheng Zhengren, and then showdown with him to see how to deal with him.

I hope I don't fight, my stand-in Xiao Hei has no fighting power at all. But you can't show him off in front of others. After all, something like avatar ability, if others don't believe it, he doesn't believe it, and he can deny it...

This is a paradox for the time being. If you want Sancheng Zhengren to admit that he was using his stand-in ability to harm Guan Dounan, there must be no one else present, otherwise he won't be honest at all. But if no one else is present, once the fight starts, his stand-in has no fighting ability, so he can only go up and punch the wheel.

Do you want to talk to Kudo Shinichi and let him hide in the dark? But even if he goes, he can't see the substitute, but it's a burden...

That guy Sancheng Zhengren didn't come to school yesterday, so I don't know if I can see him today. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com If you can't see it today, you can only... wait.

After spitting out the toothpaste in his mouth, Guan Dounan washed his face, tidied up his hair, and looked at his face today. It was alright, just a little tired, but not as dead as the first day. Isn't there someone who likes that handsome guy who is decadent and seems to be overindulgent? For example, the L in Death Note is a typical example.

But after all, it is still a minority. If there is nothing else to do in the afternoon after school, it is a bit loose. Guan Dounan rubbed his face twice, trying to cheer himself up.

As a boy who is "ready to change his image after the catastrophe", the right hairstyle is essential.

…

Today is still the same peaceful way to go to school. There are no little monsters, no ghouls, and no apostles attack. It is a rare and peaceful Tokyo.

When he came to the classroom and found his seat, before he could sit still, Reiko and Haruko, the hot girl group from yesterday, came to him holding hands again.

"Classmate Guan, can you help me with another divination?"

"Divination? Let me tell you what you want to know first. Let me estimate the difficulty of divination."

Through the avatar's Xiaohei search ability, it is possible to achieve the same effect as divination to a certain extent, but because this ability focuses on "what has happened", it is completely useless for the future. Guan Dounan can only rely on his vast and pitiful knowledge of the original work.

"That's right, I have a cousin who used to have a fiancé. But two weeks ago, the man suddenly disappeared, and the police couldn't find anyone..."

"Can classmate Guan try to divine his whereabouts?"