Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Since he promised to invite others to eat, naturally he couldn't be perfunctory.Rimbaud specially went to the crepe shop across the road to buy a carnival-flavored one, and took the opportunity to ask where the famous pastry shop is.After getting instructions from the boss, she walked back and handed the crepes to the impatient teenager: "To eat red bean soup, you have to walk a certain distance, you eat this pad first."

"Yeah!" He almost jumped up from the ground, patted his clothes like a child and took a big bite of the crepe: "Red bean soup! Thick dim sum! Summer orange candy!"

"The appetite is really good!" She sighed honestly, and the boy happily ran around her several times: "Hurry up, hurry up, big sister!"

"Don't call me big sister, I've just come of age!" She almost hugged her head and howled, the boy stood still and touched the brim of his hat: "Then what should I call you?"

"Attila, or Mademoiselle Rimbaud, whatever you want."

"The names of foreigners are so troublesome..." He muttered and introduced himself: "Edogawa Ranpo, you can't call it casually, you can only call Mr. Edogawa or Ranpo-sama!"

"Hey hey hey." She snorted perfunctorily, carefully recalling the route she asked just now.The black-haired boy didn't get a satisfactory answer: "You haven't called my name yet!"

"Yeah, I'm listening, Ranbu-kun. I think the rough pastry shop should not be far away. It smells like sugar and flour."

Turning the corner, I saw a small shop full of people. According to Rimbaud's usual habit, he turned his head and left, but this time there was a small tail sticking to his back, and Luanbu had asked her to lie by the door and try to smell the sweetness coming out of it. Breath: "Red bean soup! Thick dim sum! Summer orange candy!"

"Got it, find a place to sit down first."

The store was a bit crowded, and the hospitable lady proprietress temporarily set up a table in the corner: "I'm sorry, the thick dim sum has not been cooked yet, and it will be ready soon. Or you two can choose to take it away to eat, so just Wait outside for a while."

Before Rimbaud opened his mouth and walked around, he was unhappy: "The most delicious moment of thick dim sum is when it is just out of the pan. It would be a pity to miss it!"

"Just sit here, please serve red bean soup first." She knocked on the table, and the proprietress noticed that the guests were a little impatient, so she immediately silenced and retreated.

The red bean soup has been boiled in advance, just put freshly baked rice cakes in it.The proprietress quickly brought two bowls of red bean soup to the table, dragged a bowl in front of her in a circle, took out the rice cake and put it on the plate, and then picked up the small porcelain bowl and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

The red bean soup is very sweet, so the relative portion is not a lot.Most people have to balance their palate with baked rice cakes to finish a bowl, but Luanbu probably only took four mouthfuls in total.

He is starving.

She didn't say anything, and silently pushed the red bean soup in front of her.The boy glanced at her, took the bowl with a smile, took out the rice cakes and ate only red beans.

At this moment, the summer orange candy was also brought up. He reached out and picked up the cut oranges, peeled off the outer layer of skin, and only ate the agar cubes wrapped in orange juice. There were four pieces in a row, and the piles on the plate were all picked by him. Food that came out unwilling to eat.

The thick dim sum was not ready yet, so the boy touched his stomach and raised his hand in a rather impolite manner to call for the proprietress to order two more bowls of red bean soup.Seeing the rice cakes and citrus peels picked out from the plate, the proprietress couldn't help but persuade him: "If you eat the rice cakes, you'll be full. Why don't you eat rice cakes? Is it because we didn't do it well?"

"No! The rice cake has no taste at all, I don't like to eat it!"

The proprietress had no choice but to turn to look at Rimbaud, who remained silent, and took out a ten thousand yuan bill from his wallet and handed it to her: "Is that enough? Two bowls of red bean soup."

After she finished speaking, she dragged the plate in front of Luanbu and picked up the rice cakes that he refused to touch and slowly ate them. The proprietress didn't say anything when she saw this, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

The thick dim sum didn't come out until the seventh bowl of red bean soup bottomed out.It was also two servings, but Rimbaud still pushed his own share out, touched his phone and pulled his hair until he finished eating.

After paying the bill, the two walked out of the dim sum shop together. She looked at her watch and decided to go back to the office for coffee. The problem was that the boy behind her kept following her. He followed her wherever she went, just like poop stuck to the tail of a goldfish.

"Please have eaten red bean soup, thick dim sum and summer orange candy. Why are you still following me?"

The boy turned his face aside and puffed up half of his cheeks: "I only said that I would forgive you. Is there a logical conflict between forgiving you and following you?"

Er... this, really not.

But she can't just bring a strange boy back to Port Mafia in such a big way, and tell the child's parents to think that she kidnapped him?

I am obviously a good citizen!

"No, they have all passed away. No one would think that I was kidnapped by the leader of PortMafia, and no one would even call the police to look for it." He said it as casually as if he could read minds.

Peeling off the paper of the lollipop and putting the candy in his mouth, the boy opened and squinted his eyes to reveal emerald green eyes: "I am very useful, I can see things that no one else can see. Although I don't understand why it is simply They can turn a blind eye to things as obvious as right under their noses, but at least you're a man with a little brain. Don't you want me too?"

What kind of big stray cat touch porcelain scene is this?

The one who narrowed his eyes was replaced by Ms. Rimbaud: "The police cadet, you have been homeless for at least two days, and you were kicked out by the dormitory supervisor or some similar small person. What did you do? I guess it was to throw out some bad words Get revenge on someone else!"

He is wearing a police school uniform, stains and hunger testify to his current state. Those who have the most contact with children of this age and the most "powerful" are the dormitory supervisors. By students wandering around.As for why he got into trouble?Hearing what the kid said along the way, he would understand.

Not everyone can tolerate the slightly weird preferences of others, and not all adults can bear to be exposed in public. To be precise, no one can accept it.However, Edogawa ran out of words, he is not a member of the inner world who understands the importance of keeping his mouth shut, he is just an ignorant child.

"Ha!" The boy opened his mouth: "You seem to be very smart!" As he spoke, he took another two steps forward, not like a poop behind a goldfish, but like a chicken trying to get under the wings of a hen .

"..." It seems that it is impossible not to pick him up.This kid guessed her identity and saw her face, if he left it here and ignored it, what would happen to him.

She turned around, with beautiful ripples on the hem of her clothes: "Follow me, PortMafia is not a school."

"Coming!" The voice became louder, and you could tell that happy little flowers were scattered all over him, like a lost animal rediscovering its group.

"Random," halfway through Rimbaud began to express his worry for him badly: "You have to know that 90.00% of people in this world do not match the growth of their brains with the development of their limbs. There are many people who look mature but actually have brains A kernel isn't necessarily bigger than a walnut. That's the sad reality, and there's nothing anyone can do about it, especially in PortMafia."

"Those people with underdeveloped brains are actually just babies?" The boy suddenly realized.

Believe it?And with a look of relief?

If a barrier is not set up for the young man, his childlike character will definitely collapse in the cognitive fault.It's not that there's something wrong with him, he really doesn't understand why only his own eyes can see the unusual details.

Rimbaud nodded and affirmed his thoughts: "In a sense, they may not be as good as babies, so...you need to be patient with babies. They can't understand too complicated vocabulary and too long sentences. They can't even understand , let alone saw it, this is the answer I gave you, understand?"

"Why am I different from others?" The overly smart teenager tilted her head and bit the lollipop. She hesitated for a moment and then snapped her fingers. , you know? The number of people with strange powers is not large, but they are mainly gathered in Yokohama."

"There are many forms of supernatural powers. I think you are probably one of them. It is very rare and very special. Others strengthen their bodies or force. In your case, you should strengthen your brain, even if you are a child. The thinking ability can surpass that of 90.00% of adults with nine brain dysplasia."

He became happy, ran up to Rimbaud, then turned around and ran back to wave his hands in front of her: "So, I am also a person with supernatural powers? No wonder!"

Hello!I didn't say that!I just said that your brain is as developed as if you have supernatural powers...

Only willing to listen to what you want to hear, only willing to eat what you want to eat, a standard child.

Rimbaud smiled broadly: "Hey, you are a very, very special type among people with supernatural powers. You are very powerful, ah, I am so envious!"

Any adult can understand that this is just a polite compliment, but a child will take it seriously.He stood up straighter than before, happily biting a lollipop and sticking to her, announcing: "Of course~ Not everyone can be as smart as Ranpo-sama!"

The two walked back to the PortMafia building together, and the black suits bowed their heads to welcome the leader back.Dr. Sen, who asked for leave in the morning to coax the supernatural life forms, also came back at this time, and was sorting out the documents sent to the office for her in the afternoon.

"Ah...! Why are there so many files again, are all the idiots in PortMafia? Why are there always so many questions!"

The leader lady wailed on the sofa and didn't want to work, but the private doctor didn't rush this, but asked other questions: "Boss, who is this boy?"

"Huh? Luanbu is the important secretary I picked up, ahhh, please come back. Wait, this seems to conflict with your function, Dr. Sen? How about I give you the guerrilla team, or you want to be a cadre. Anyway, five Four cadres were killed by me, and there are a lot of vacancies, take your pick." It was like jumping off a building to make a big sale.

Dr. Sen smiled mysteriously: "I'm just your personal doctor, that's all."

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Port Mafia

Seven Mysteries

vinegar in the canteen

baffling

Will disappear

lied to children

Miss Chief

no conscience