Lost Lord Ranbu

Mao Lilan learned what happened from her father.

The recent bombings at the station were all planned by a policeman, who was caught simply because of his anti-social personality.

He also has the third insurance of the bomb - the remote control gun, even if the detonation is successful, the other end can also be detonated manually.

The stop of the previous countdown was precisely because the remote control device was in the possession of the police, and the incident was terminated at the nick of time.

As for why the mercury rod failed, Mori Kogoro explained: "According to our investigation, the detonator was made by the prisoner himself. It is impossible to achieve such fine craftsmanship. The design of the mercury rod is just a superficial camouflage. The prisoner's workshop What was drawn on the blueprints found in the Internet is simply wrong."

Even though he said so, Mao Lilan still couldn't believe it.

She vaguely remembered that the black-haired young man seemed to have done something extra to the bomb. The movement of those lines was too complicated. He could only acquiesce to what his father said and kept silent about it.

"...Then Dad, you can't rush up directly, what if it really explodes, it's too dangerous!" Mao Lilan was still a little scared when he thought of the scene just now.

"You are in no danger!" Mori Kogoro scolded his daughter angrily with his arms crossed, "You knew it was a dangerous item, but you just picked it up like this! If it wasn't for a kid who called you and told the police the key information……"

"It must be Mr. Ranpo!"

"Mr. Ranpo what? Who?"

Mori Kogoro scratched his head blankly.

In the past, in critical situations, the name that popped out of her daughter's mouth was always Kudo Shinichi, that brat, but now it's changed to a man's name?

"Dad, lend me your phone!"

"Ah?" Seeing his daughter's serious appearance, Mori Kogoro hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket and handed it over.

"You want to contact that kid..." He suddenly realized that the other party was still his daughter's savior, and quickly changed his words, "Do you want to contact that man named Luanbu?"

"Well, I promised Mr. Ranpo to buy him some snacks."

"Huh? What snacks..."

Mao Lilan's mobile phone is still in the hands of the other party, and now there is only this way to contact the mysterious young man.She dialed her own number and was quickly connected.

"It's so slow, it's taking so long, and your efficiency is too low!" The young man seemed to know who would be calling, so he omitted the greetings when he came up, and complained unreasonably, "If it's a hat In Jun’s words, people would have been tied up and thrown on the railway tracks long ago.”

... what hat gentleman?

Mao Lilan was stunned for a second, and felt that this was not the point. She quickly ignored the second half of the unclear sentence, avoided the noisy crowd, and asked with her mobile phone: "Mr. Luanbu, where are you? If so, can I treat you to a meal?"

"Well, since you sincerely want to invite Mr. Ranbu to dinner." The young man seemed to be reluctant to mutter for a while, and finally agreed, and at the same time emphasized, "Snacks are also indispensable, Mr. Ranbu wants to eat Thick dim sum."

— Accident is a childish person.

Mao Lilan felt as if he had grasped the point, and said following his heart: "Okay, then what is the position of Mr. Ranbu?"

The voice on the other end of the phone paused slightly, and the young man answered unsurely: "Exit of the station."

"Which exit?" Mao Lilan asked patiently.

"I don't know, you can find out such trivial matters by yourself."

Mao Lilan: "..."

I don't give any information, how can I find this!

Fortunately, she remembered the direction the young man left in the end.

Relying on intuition, it took about 10 minutes to touch, and Mao Lilan finally found the black-haired youth squatting on the side of the road.

He held his chin and squinted to see people coming and going, looking bored.The hem of the black coat was dragged on the ground again, and half of the shoe prints could be vaguely seen on it, as if he stepped on it himself, and he didn't realize it at all.

"Sorry, I'm late." Mao Lilan sincerely apologized before the other party complained, "Also, Mr. Ranpo, the clothes are dirty."

"Oh."

The young man stood up, just glanced at the dust on his clothes, but didn't make any moves to pat the hem of the clothes, as if his appearance was just an unimportant matter.

"I haven't introduced myself. I'm Mao Lilan. It's really thanks to you just now." Mao Lilan bowed to him and thanked him. "Actually, Mr. Ranpo has discovered the truth about the bomb just now, right? I didn't understand your instructions. I'm really sorry." Feel sorry!"

Logically speaking, no matter how arrogant a person is, he would say a few words of humility when he is thanked and apologized. Even the famous high school student detective Kudo Shinichi would say a few words that are in line with human nature, but the one in front of Mao Lilan This is obviously not a normal person.

He accepted the other party's thanks as a matter of course, nodded perfunctorily, pointed at the food billboard at the entrance of the station, showing a domineering expression: "Master Ranbu is hungry, I want to eat this."

Mao Lilan has the illusion of taking Conan's classmates to eat together, and this "child" who is over the age is not polite to adults at all, and can be called his own way.

Mao Lilan looked thoughtfully at the young man who had had a full meal. He was turning upside down the glass bottle of marble soda and took out the transparent blue-green glass bead to play with.

As long as you follow him and satisfy his requirements for snacks, he will stay there quietly and play alone for half a day.

——This is a child who is too smart and withdrawn.

Although it is strange to describe a youth in his 20s as a child, the youth named "Ranbu" does not behave like an adult in all aspects, and his temper is a bit weird, but it is very easy to understand if he is regarded as a child.

Mao Lilan couldn't help thinking of her childhood sweetheart who had disappeared recently. Kudo Shinichi was also very smart since she was a child. In some people's eyes, this high school detective was a bit too arrogant, but Mao Lilan was used to getting along with such a childhood sweetheart.Now meeting Mr. Ranpo, who has the same traits as Shinichi, she showed extraordinary patience.

"Is there anything else Mr. Ranpo wants to eat?" Mao Lilan asked while holding the menu.

"Oh, I'm full." The young man replied casually.

Meaning the joke deal is over?

Mao Lilan thought with some doubts.

She had asked her father to buy two big bags of snacks before, and now she was placing them by the young man's hand, and beside him was Kogoro Mori, who was being ordered around with a displeased expression on his face.

After paying the bill, everyone shook their empty wallets, and couldn't help complaining: "I said you are really impolite, you only pick expensive ones? You are too good at enjoying yourself!"

"Dad!" Mao Lilan shouted reproachfully.

The young man didn't mind at all, as if he didn't hear Mori Kogoro's accusation, he raised the marble to his eyes, looked at the sunlight projected from the window, and immersed himself in his own world.

This attitude made Mori Kogoro even more upset, but he couldn't say anything harsh to the benefactor who saved his daughter, so he could only turn his head away and "cut".

Mao Lilan thought more.

Mr. Ranbu's attire doesn't look like a tramp who can blackmail people, but more like a young master who escaped from a rich family.

I don't even have a mobile phone on me, and I haven't shown any intention of contacting acquaintances. I sat at the station hungry for so long, why?

"Hey, uncle, are you a private detective?" the young man said suddenly.

"Huh? Ah..." Mori Kogoro didn't expect the other party to talk to him, and he was stunned for a second before he realized it.

As soon as he mentioned his profession and the recent reports, he became excited. It seemed that this impolite boy had heard of his name, and he couldn't help but complacently said, "That's right, I just recently cracked the case." A famous detective with many cases and rumors——Kogoro Mori!"

"Hey..." The young man opened his eyes and looked at him, and let out a long sigh in a dull tone.

Seeing that the other party did not show corresponding admiration, Mori Kogoro patted the table with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, what's your attitude?"

"It's a detective agency..." The young man ignored him, stared at the marbles and whispered to himself, "Mr. Sen said that everything should be exchanged at equal value. If you exchange labor for food, it should be feasible, right? Mr. Bu's work is not so cheap, and I always feel a little bit at a loss, but there is nothing I can do about the current situation..."

"What?" Mori Kogoro couldn't hear what he was muttering clearly.

"Okay, it's decided." Luanbu clasped his hands together and patted lightly, "Uncle, is your detective agency still short of manpower? No salary is required, as long as I can eat on time."

"--what?!"

It is impossible to agree to agree.

After realizing the other party's intentions, Mori Kogoro resolutely rejected him regardless of his daughter's disapproving eyes.

Mori Kogoro didn't think what would happen if he rejected him, he was already an adult in his twenties, so he should have his own plans.Whether it's a typist, a cashier at a convenience store, or even moving bricks at a construction site, since you're looking for a job, you should learn to bow to life.

The work of the detective agency is not busy, and there is no need for another uncle who can only eat but not work.Wanting to borrow the kindness of a call to the police in exchange for the opportunity to live and eat in the office for free, the idea is too beautiful.

"Is it really not possible?" the young man asked again.

"I still don't need assistants." Mori Kogoro waved his hand, "If you want to find a job, you can go elsewhere. The cafe downstairs seems to be recruiting waiters who wash dishes. You might try it."

The young man's expression collapsed: "I don't want it."

"Just looking at you, you have never experienced the beatings of the society." Mori Kogoro grumbled, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, you know that washing dishes is a good job after you have been hungry for two days."

The young man retorted: "Even if I go to wash the dishes, I will be kicked out soon. It is not a job suitable for me."

"What else do you want to do?" Mori Kogoro already subconsciously thought that the other party was a scoundrel who pushed his nose on his face and threatened to repay him with kindness, so his tone was naturally a bit bad.

The youth fell silent.

After a while, he picked up the windbreaker and stood up. Without taking the snacks bought for him, he walked out in a fit of anger, and quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street corner regardless of Mao Lilan's anxious shouts behind him.