The salted fish of strength supremacy

In summer, people around are bustling on the street, and Ayanokōji Kiyotaka is standing by the side of the road in dusty clothes, watching people coming and going with a blank expression, and will only say "sorry" when someone passes by him. , and then distribute the leaflets in your hands to the visitors.

Yes, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka is handing out leaflets.

Underage, without a student ID card, and without money, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka and Atsushi Nakajima chose to distribute leaflets after researching on the street for a long time. Although they don’t have much money, they can still have a meal, and share with Atsushi Nakajima After handing out the leaflets, they separated and reunited after handing out the leaflets.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at the stack of leaflets in his arms, and began to think whether he was not suitable for this job. Since he got the leaflets, he hadn't sent out a few.

Because it is so difficult to hand the flyer to passers-by with a smile.

Sighing slightly, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka continued to try to distribute leaflets, no matter what, if these leaflets cannot be distributed, there will be no food to eat. Although he wants to be an ordinary person, it is not like this , Ordinary people who might starve to death.

"The person in front! Stop him!"

A voice sounded behind him, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka tilted his head a little strangely. At this moment, a person brushed past him and ran forward, holding something black in his hand, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka stretched out his legs subconsciously. , Accompanied by the screams of the person who came, the person fell into the mud, and the things in his hand fell out.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka picked up the black object from the ground, which looked like a remote control.

"Give it back to me!" The man got up from the ground, the fall was not light, his face was covered with two scratches, but even so he ignored it, he just stared at the remote control in Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's hand , his eyes seemed to turn into crazy chaos, "Hey, kid, give it back to me!"

"Don't give it to him!" The person who shouted just now finally caught up.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka turned his head and glanced at the person who came. The person who came was a young man, wearing a white shirt, a brown cloak coat, and a hat of the same color on his head. This attire looked like a detective.

"It's you again!" The man gritted his teeth and looked at the visitor, "Why did you sabotage my plan! It's all their fault!"

"Ah?" The visitor murmured in a long voice, "It's obviously uncle, you are so stupid, you can tell whether it's a plan or the route you want to escape at a glance, why don't you understand such a simple question? I knew it earlier If it’s a prisoner like you, the famous detective won’t come.”

The man's eyes widened suddenly, roaring like a wild beast, "You're looking down on me!"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stood between the two of them with the flyer in his arms. He looked down at the flyer in his arms and thought: It seems that there is really no end to handing out this time.

"Obviously you are so stupid, uncle, you should look for the reason in yourself." The young man didn't care about the man's threatening words at all, and just continued to speak indifferently.

The man gritted his teeth and looked at the young man, like a mad dog that was about to jump up and bite. The man was trembling all over, and his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. Kiyotaka Ayanokōji took a step back silently. This kind of thing is better, whether this man is a prisoner or what, it has nothing to do with him.

But at the next moment, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw the man who was about to go crazy suddenly rushed out and hit his head against the wall.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka: ...?

"Mr. Ranbu!" Just at this time, a helpless voice came out, and the young man in casual clothes chased after him out of breath, "It's too dangerous to chase after the prisoner after noticing the escape route. ! Mr. Ranpo, did you hear that?"

"Oh, it's Junichiro." The young man called Ranpo turned around and said confidently, "A famous detective will be fine!"

"But..." Tanizaki Junichiro looked helpless, "Mr. Ranpo, please tell me next time."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at the two people who were still talking, and then at a certain man who was still trying to hit the wall.

"Well, may I ask, what's the matter with him?"

Tanizaki Junichiro was stunned for a moment, he turned his head blankly, as if he had just noticed Ayanokōji Kiyotaka just now, after confirming that Edogawa Ranpo was not the only one here, Tanizaki Junichiro quickly apologized.

"Sorry! I was only paying attention to Mr. Ranpo just now, but I didn't notice that there are other people here, please don't pay attention!"

"No, I didn't care about that." Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the boy who was about his age, "That person..."

Tanizaki Junichiro breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's a supernatural power, he sees the wall as Mr. Ranpo, and the police will come and take him away soon, wait! Mr. Ranpo, where are you going?!"

In such a short interval of talking, the young man called Mr. Ranpo had already looked at the leaflet in Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's arms, and walked towards the place marked on the leaflet very accurately. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at him , After a while, he picked up a leaflet and took a look.

It's a dim sum shop.

"Junichiro, the famous detective wants to eat rough snacks!"

"Okay, I'll buy it for Mr. Ranpo, can Mr. Ranpo wait for the police to come here?"

What a strange person, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka thought.

Regardless of the attire or the self-proclaimed name, the young man named Ranpo is probably a detective, but he is not the same as the detective he imagined. After buying the rough snacks, he squatted in place, not knowing what he was looking at.

A detective who doesn't care about the people around him, and doesn't care much about the prisoner.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka walked over, and he handed him the remote control in his hand, "Is this something important?"

Seemingly noticing Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, Edogawa stared at him in disarray. After a while, he narrowed his eyes, "No, this is useless long ago. A detective has already found all the bombs."

"bomb?"

"That's the uncle." Edogawa Ranpo pointed at the man who was spinning behind him, "He planted a lot of bombs in the station, as if he wanted to blow up the station, but the method was too rough, and a detective could see it at a glance. I can see it."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at the remote control in his hand, "You are amazing."

"It's because he's so stupid!" Edogawa Ranpo stood up, complaining in his voice, "I thought it was a difficult case, but it turned out to be just an idiot uncle taking revenge on the society. Only then will you calm down! Why hasn't Junichiro come back yet?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka nodded, and he stood up after a while, "Then I will continue to work."

"A job like distributing leaflets has no future at all. Why do you distribute leaflets on the street? It is not difficult for you to find other jobs." Edogawa Ranpo asked with some doubts.

Ayanokōji Kiyoshi remained where he was. There was no malice in this young man's words. He just thought it was normal to ask questions. He didn't realize that his question might touch something else.

"Ah, because it's very free." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at him slightly, "My wish is the freedom to go to any place and do any kind of work, even handing out leaflets is just one of many jobs. , nothing surprising."

Holding his chin with one hand, Edogawa shook his head in disorder, with disapproval in his tone, "The world of adults is really strange."

"If I'm not mistaken, sir, you are older than me."

"Really?" Edogawa Ranpo didn't care much and stood up, "But a famous detective never tells a lie."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sighed expressionlessly, "Are you saying I'm lying, sir?"

"It has nothing to do with the famous detective. The famous detective just wants to eat rough snacks!" Edogawa Ranpo muttered, and frequently looked in the direction where Tanizaki Junichiro left, until he saw the figure of Tanizaki Junichiro, he was relieved , looking like a contented child.

Just like Junichiro Tanizaki said, after a while the police came and took away the man who was still hitting the wall.

"It's amazing, none of the people around have noticed, there are obviously so many people." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka held the flyer and said, "Is this a supernatural power?"

Edogawa, who was chewing on the confectionary, walked away from the original place in disorder, Junichiro Tanizaki followed him, holding the confectionery he bought at the store just now, because he didn't know which one Ranpo-san liked better. He bought some of both.

"Well, Mr. Ranpo." Tanizaki Junichiro looked at Edogawa Ranpo who was walking in front, "What did you say to that gentleman just now? It seems that Mr. Ranpo doesn't often talk to strangers."

"It's not sir, it's a child, a child as old as Junichiro." Edogawa swallowed the thick snacks in his mouth, "Junichiro must remember him, maybe we will meet again sometime."

Tanizaki Junichiro froze for a moment, "Oh? Really?"

"Because he is not an ordinary person, it feels strange to me, a little unclear, maybe he is the same person as Dazai."

"Mr. Dazai?!" Junichiro Tanizaki opened his eyes suddenly, "Is what Mr. Ranpo said true?"

"A good detective never lies!"

Tanizaki Junichiro swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he turned his head to look at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka who was still there, and the young man handed out the leaflet expressionlessly, perhaps because it was a little scary and no one dared to take it from his hand, it seemed that he was A little lonely.

The sunlight refracted on the flyer, printing a bright band of light, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka turned his head and took a look, and happened to be looking at Junichiro Tanizaki.

Those eyes seemed to have penetrated into the sunlight, with a bright golden color, but they were as cold as metal.

Tanizaki Junichiro couldn't help shivering, feeling a little hairy in his heart.

Turning his gaze back hastily, Tanizaki Junichiro looked at Edogawa Ranpo who was biting a thick snack in front of him, "Mr. Ranpo, is this okay? If it's someone like Mr. Dazai, it will be very dangerous, right?"

"Huh? Is Dazai dangerous?" Edogawa Ranpo thought for a while, "I don't think it's very dangerous."

Choked, Tanizaki Junichiro sighed, "I see, Mr. Ranpo, let's go back to the detective agency first."

……

"So this is why Qinglong didn't send out even half of the leaflets?" Atsushi Nakajima looked at the remaining leaflets in his arms, "If this is the case, we won't get any money, Qinglong!"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at him with no emotion in his eyes, "Sorry, I will try harder next time."