Lost Lord Ranbu

Devil's hour.

The burning clouds above the beach dyed a large area of ​​the sky red, and even the sea surface was also stained with blood.The golden-red sunset wraps around the city, and the glass curtain walls of the rows of buildings reflect the dazzling light, while the shadows on the other side cast indelible shadows, more like a sign of the coming of darkness.

— At least, for some people.

"It's fine if you don't come to Yokohama normally, but this time you actually came to your door by yourself, and even made a move on Mr. Ranpo...Who gave you the courage? You bastards." On the man's stomach, as if he was kicking an abandoned soda can on the side of the road, "You still have a partner, right? That woman can't escape the port mafia's revenge."

If it weren't for Ozaki Hongye's torture class to take over the follow-up work, Nakahara would have given this group of ignorant guys a taste of being pushed into the ground by gravity.But even without the use of supernatural powers, a cadre who is proficient in physical skills can inflict great pain on the opponent.

The snipers belonging to the black organization were kicked into a daze.

A quarter of an hour ago, Cohen and Chianti received an order from the organization to obliterate the enemy cadre Edogawa Ranpo.

The two of them have been partners all year round, and they are used to complementing each other's vision, and this time is the same.They each selected a sniper point, assembled their firearms, loaded ammunition, aimed at the highest point of the Ferris wheel cockpit, and waited for the "10 minutes later" described in the mission information to arrive.

Not long after, Chianti, who was lying in ambush on another building, told Cohen through the communicator that a strange man had climbed up from the other side of the Ferris wheel and entered one of the cockpits, "Ranpo Edogawa "Probably right there.

There is no difference between one more person and one less person, for a sniper who requires extremely high precision, the bullet will find the target person.

Cohen didn't take it seriously, and Chianti just reminded him which cockpit Ranpo Edogawa was in.

It's stupid to say that at the beginning they couldn't determine the exact location of Edogawa Ranpo, they just obeyed the orders of their superiors and carried out sniping at fixed points at regular intervals.Unexpectedly, that silver-haired man with extraordinary skills would appear in the field of vision. Such a capable person was the bodyguard sent by Mori Ogai to protect the cadres. It is not an exaggeration to say that he exposed Edogawa Ranpo's position.

Cohen felt contemptuous for a moment.

The timing was just right, and the two snipers tacitly pulled the triggers at the same time, firing a bullet at the cockpit of the Ferris wheel a hundred meters away.

Of course, neither bullet hit the target.

As the best sniper in the organization, Cohen, with an effective range of [-] yards, had no idea that he would miss. The bullet was blocked by the silver-haired man.Chianti's unbelievable exclamation came from the headset, presumably her actions also failed.

How can this be?

What kind of monster is this!

The two sniper bombs intersecting diagonally were both blocked?Just use cold weapons?Can it be done by manpower alone?

Cohen's heart was full of turmoil. If he hadn't picked the sniper spot himself, he would even wonder if someone had leaked the secret.

But even if that man can know their location in advance, how can a human being go faster than a bullet?Is this the Yokohama supernatural power that Qin Jiu mentioned? This man is one of them. Is his supernatural power chopping bullets with a knife?

Cohen wondered.

He was thinking about whether to take a second remedial shot. Even if Edogawa Ranpo couldn't be killed, he could use this to deduce what the bodyguard's supernatural power was, so that he wouldn't fail the mission and accomplish nothing.

At the moment when Korn pulled the bolt, a shadow suddenly cast down.

--shadow?

This is an unsheltered roof, where is the shadow?

Cohen looked up slowly.

The orange-haired man wearing a black top hat and a black coat jumped down from the air, his body was covered with a layer of scarlet light, it was unknown whether it was the halo painted by the setting sun or emanating from him.

He landed on the roof lightly, but when he landed, he directly stepped on the concrete floor to crack.Every time he took a step, deep footprints could appear on the ground.

Cohen, who has never seen such a sight: "..."

Even though he was a little confused about the situation, Cohen clearly realized that the visitor was not friendly, and his professionalism was unquestionable. He quickly gave up the long-distance sniper rifle, and drew a pistol from the gun pocket on his waist to point at the intruder.

But as soon as he took action, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and the gun flew out of his hand.

He might be ridiculed by his peers if he said it. The sniper, who is strong in eyesight and wrist strength, couldn't see the orange-haired man's movements clearly. After being kicked, Cohen couldn't even hold the gun in his hand.

"I'm very angry." The man who had the upper hand said, "The country bumpkins from outside must know the rules here when they come to Yokohama, learn from Vengley, be good, don't play this kind of—"

The force that could crack the concrete floor was exerted on Cohen's gun that fell on the ground. The 1.5-meter-long sniper equipment couldn't bear the pressure, and it was directly dented into a shape that could be sent to the scrap iron factory.

"--Toy."

The orange-haired cadre showed a cruel smile.

***

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not wait for the second wave of sniping.

Luanbu followed his suggestion and squatted on the ground, holding his knees with his hands, looking up at him, looking very cute.

However, Ranpo is a person who can't calm down at all when facing the characters he is interested in.After a while, he tugged at the hem of Fukuzawa Yukichi's clothes, and began to find nothing to say: "There are still 8 minutes to go to the ground, it's rare to come and ride the Ferris wheel, if you don't want to see the scenery, Fukuzawa, please chat with me." Let's chat! Do you think the color of the hot air balloon outside is so ugly, green, like a lizard."

Fukuzawa Yukichi showed a look of disapproval. He was not in the mood to look at the green hot air balloon that looked like a lizard. He held Wakizashi tightly in his hand, guarding against possible attacks.

"Don't worry, since you haven't been attacked by the second wave until now, it means Mr. Hat has led people to deal with the enemy." Ranbu explained.

He thought of Mr. Mori who was misunderstood by His Excellency Fukuzawa. In order not to let future collaborators' impression of Mr. Mori fall to the bottom, Ranbu specially added a sentence: "Mr. Mori is very good to me, he asked Mr. Hat to help me Me!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi asked back, "Is Mori Ogai's calculation of your almost being shot in the head by two bullets?"

Ranbu: "..."

This matter is indeed not in Mr. Sen's calculations, but it is in his calculations, but if you say it, you will be taught a lesson... Well, Mr. Sen likes him so much, and he is definitely willing to help him take the blame.

Luanbu stopped talking.

His silence made Fukuzawa Yukichi more convinced of the guess in his heart.

Perhaps it was because Mori Owai couldn't tolerate the bright-minded Ranpo, and wanted to take the opportunity to clean up the cadres he didn't need, so he let Ranpo be the bait.After all, that man is such a profit-oriented and extremely cold-blooded character, Fukuzawa Yukichi can't trust him in this kind of thing.

It was quiet for a while in the cockpit.

"Hey, Your Excellency Fukuzawa."

"what?"

Luanpo kicked half of the cone that was thrown away by Fukuzawa Yukichi: "I'm telling you quietly, the pivot point of this Ferris wheel is installed with enough explosives to blow us into the sky."

"..."

Dynamite?

Right on the axis of the Ferris wheel?

Fukuzawa Yukichi only felt his blood flow upstream to his brain, and his temples jumped up.

"But, Odasaku has already gone to dismantle it." Ranbu's conversation suddenly changed, and he began to gossip, "Odasaku is my assistant, a good old man who has adopted more than a dozen children, his supernatural ability can He can predict the crisis that will happen in five seconds in the future, so it would be best to ask him to dismantle the bomb. I think it would be good for him to apply for the explosion-proof force in the future, but will the police recruit a person with a dirty resume? Your Excellency Fukuzawa, do you want to consider sending him He recruited into the detective agency? Odasaku is very useful."

Fukuzawa Yukichi has no time to think about the feasibility of a mafia working in the public security. We will discuss the matter of the detective agency later. He patiently and dignifiedly asked: "Except for poisons, snipers, explosives, random steps, Is there anything else you are hiding from me?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn't care if he is put into a chess game by Ranpo. It's one thing to be willing to be used as a blade by Ranpo, but he can't tolerate Ranpo not paying attention to his own life.

Is it for the port mafia, or for Mori Ogai?

And whenever Fukuzawa Yukichi tried to get an answer to this question, Ranpo would always say something else.

"Ah, maybe they still have a helicopter gunship? But that model has a flawed design, and it's easy to fall... Don't worry, the Supernatural Secret Service Division won't let a helicopter gunship from an outside force crash into Yokohama mindlessly, In addition, Mr. Mori has notified in advance, if Mr. Hat is there, they probably won't even be able to take off."

Fukuzawa Yukichi still felt that he was perfunctory.

"Legs are numb." Luanbu said, stood up and stretched his legs.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was a little worried, but the Ferris wheel had almost completed a cycle, and the cockpit was close to the ground.When he looked down, he saw a lot of mafia waiting below, standing in the dark, presumably this crisis is over.

Mr. Silver Wolf, who was used to being alone, was not very used to this kind of battle. Before the cockpit turned to the bottom, he jumped out from the open hatch.

"Your Majesty Fukuzawa, I have taken a fancy to the office of a detective agency, and I have made an appointment to see the office building together!" There was a happy voice like a bird singing from behind.

"...I'll take care of this kind of thing."

"That's right, after all, Your Excellency Fukuzawa knows a lot of people."

Under the strange gaze of the mafia, Fukuzawa Yuji pulled his scarf and almost fled in despair.

However, not long after he walked out, he heard a "bang" sound behind him, as if something had exploded.When Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his head, he saw only the mafioso commotion, and a thick purple fog covered the black-haired cadres.

"... Random steps?"

No answer was heard.

Fukuzawa Yukichi started to panic.