The whole world has my vest

Everything has been settled, and the police officer in charge of taking notes did not embarrass Ranpo Edogawa, and let him rest well after a routine questioning.

After all, what happened to Edogawa Luanbo on the tall clock tower and the weird man with twenty faces, was faithfully recorded by the live broadcast room that inexplicably invaded the world's network system.

Edogawa Ranpo had fruit candy that provided calories in his mouth. Although he didn't feel that he was frightened, the ambulance that arrived still put a blanket on him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stood not far away, and when he saw the safe and sound Edogawa Ranbo, he exhaled softly, and hid his worries and anxiety back under his solemn appearance.

Kunikida Doppo is negotiating with the Tokyo police and the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and it is estimated that he will be responsible for the subsequent docking and communication, as well as document reports.

The surroundings were in a mess, the police, the people who heard the news, and the reporters were all around the clock tower, but Edogawa Ranpo just wrapped the blanket tightly around his body, blocking those voices from his own world .

Edogawa Ranpo didn't bother with the subsequent matters, whether it was the military police, the Metropolitan Police Department, or the inquiries from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he left them all to Kunikida Doppo to handle them—anyway, they were the two of them before. People tracked John and the weirdo with twenty faces together, and reporting these things should be left to Kunikida Doppo who has more experience in this matter.

Even though a week has passed since that night, the aftermath of the Twenty Faces incident has not stopped. Those who have justice and anger in their hearts have become the new "Twenty Faces" and the police have to allocate police force to investigate those cases. Is it really an accident, or is it infinitely close to an accidental murder.

Originally, if these matters were not resolved, they would have fallen into the hands of Edogawa Ranpo, but Fukuzawa Yukichi realized that he was in a bad mood, so he decided to temporarily reject these commissions.

Not only in Japan, but also around the world, twenty-faced faces are constantly appearing. Even if they know that those incidents may be caused by weird twenty-faced faces, however, the lack of police force and the endless stream of cases have made them tired. run around.

Not only that, after the emergence of those cases related to racial discrimination, it caused a new wave of demonstrations and protests. Many countries have also begun to amend their laws. This time, the laws are open to the entire public. The back door is now out of the question.

Although slightly, the world has indeed been changed.

"Ah...the weather is so nice."

Edogawa Ranpo did not stay in the Armed Detective Agency, beside him were the snacks he bought just now, the orange-flavored Bozi soda still carried the ice air that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, and the water condensed on the wall of the bottle The beads are constantly sliding down.

Sitting in the park, Edogawa was stunned for a while, the sun fell warmly on his body, as if the dark clouds that made him confused and confused some time ago were also dispelled by it.

The light sprinkled on his face, and even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the dazzling light enveloping him.

The detective opened his eyes, and then set his sights on the package that he brought out from the detective agency together in the snack bag.

Although the sender was not specified on the package, Ranpo Edogawa returned to Yokohama and came to the Armed Detective Agency to sign in. When he saw the package on the counter in the coffee shop downstairs, he knew it was for him.

——It was given to him by John.

Without opening it, Edogawa Ranpo knew that the package contained picture books.

John had shown him the draft of the picture book story "The Monster Without a Name" before, which made him depressed for several days.

Not only did he not open the package because what happened on the clock tower affected Edogawa Ranpo's mood, but also because he didn't know what kind of depressing story the picture book John wanted to give him would be.

But it has been so long, and all the mental preparations that should be done have been made. Now that I have bought so many high-calorie snacks that can improve my mood, Edogawa Ranpo finally made up his mind to unpack the food that was a week ago, or more. This package has been sent to Yokohama a long time ago.

After opening the package, as expected, it was a beautifully crafted picture book, even the pages were bright and colorful—the title of "God of Peace" was written on the cover.

The author's name is written as John Libet, but this is probably not John's real name.

The content of the story is this-

Long, long ago, in a small village, the God of Peace lived happily with the villagers.

The god of peace is very busy.

I blow the trumpet every day, and I don’t even have time to look in the mirror. The trumpet of the God of Peace will make everyone happy.

The God of Peace is very busy, pouring mysterious water every day, and he doesn't even have time to look in the mirror.

The mysterious water will make the mountains green, the fields will be harvested, and the flowers will bloom.

The God of Peace is very busy, picking names for everyone every day, so busy that he doesn't even have time to look in the mirror.

"Your name is Otto. Your name is Hans. Your name is Thomas."

"Your name is John."

In order to thank the God of Peace for naming him, John gave his hat to the God of Peace as a gift.

The god of peace was very happy.

Eager to see how he would look wearing the hat, he stood in front of a mirror for the first time.

However, what was reflected in the mirror was a demon.

Said the devil in the mirror.

"You are me and I am you."

what to do!As long as there is this demon, everyone cannot live in peace.what to do?what to do?

troubled god of peace...

"—do you know what the 'God of Peace' did next?"

When Edogawa Ranpo saw the picture drawn on this page, his breathing suddenly became disordered. He curled up his body as if trying to protect himself, and lowered his head deeply.

The detective's heart was beating violently, as if he had returned to the bell tower that night, and the blond young man smiled clearly and transparently like an angel.

The god pointed to his forehead and looked at Edogawa Ranpo calmly with both eyes: "Kill me."

"Even if you just want to hurt my leg, it's impossible to take away my mobility. This distance is enough for me to jump before you catch me."

John turned his head and looked at the almost pitch-black scenery under his feet, like an abyssal monster that wanted to devour people, enough to scare ordinary people.

"There's no death penalty in this country, and even if I were to go to court, there's a good chance I'd be released on bail because of the 'twenty faces of weirdos' procedural formula—just like they used to do."

John laughed slightly mockingly.

"But I probably won't regain my freedom again. A dangerous person like me will be under constant surveillance—I really hope they can use their manpower to where it is more needed."

"But you know, I won't compromise. If I want to serve those self-righteous superiors with my ability and wisdom, it's better to be cut off by you here."

"Why me?" Edogawa Ranpo's voice was very hoarse, he took out the gun not to take John's life, he wanted to hit John's leg or a less deadly place, temporarily taking him away ability to move, so that I can pull him back from the brink of falling.

However, Edogawa Ranpo is indeed not a good gunman, let alone try to avoid John's vitals, he is not even sure whether he can hit John with the bullet.

Of course, the hands that are still trembling at this moment are probably also one of the factors that will lead to failure.

"Every famous detective needs to step on the blood of his old enemy to become stronger."

John laughed. He didn't feel that he was going to a certain death situation tonight, as if he was sitting with his friends in a coffee shop on a high-rise building and was about to taste delicious food.

"Then you asked, did the famous detective want to step on the blood of his old enemy!?" Edogawa Ranpo finally couldn't help it, he stepped forward and asked loudly aggressively.

"If you watch others die, or even do it yourself, what is the difference between this and the murderer you hate?!"

The world is paying attention to the scene of the confrontation between the two on the clock tower. Even though the camera is blocked by John, it is impossible to see the appearance of Edogawa Ranpo, and even the sound has been processed by the Red Queen, but this does not affect their enthusiastic discuss.

"What is this?! A detective and an old enemy? It feels like there is a deep story in it!"

"I smell something unusual! A detective and an old enemy should be a couple, right?"

"I heard the detective's voice and felt that his heart was about to break..."

"Why does the weirdo with twenty faces have to die?! He is clearly doing justice!"

"I have established #投奇人[-]面脸# on Twitter, and I can't keep silent like this!"

"We have been silent for too long, and the twenty-faced man is helping us resist!"

"We are not leeks that can be bullied, let alone reeds that can be trampled on at will!"

In Joshua's live broadcast room, there were also audience comments.

['If you watch others die, or even do it yourself, what is the difference between this and a murderer you hate', I always feel that the implication is like saying: 'I don't want to be hated by you'? 】

【Woooooh, does John have to die?Can't John survive and shine in the Armed Detective Agency with Ranpo? 】

[Impossible, the John vest that Jojo is wearing is obviously mentally clean, no matter how much he admires Edogawa Ranpo, he will not stop for anyone]

[I think Edogawa Ranpo is also very clear about this, so he raised his gun, trying to injure John and save him! 】

[However, Jojo should have arranged for John's ending, right?]

【Oh, I really like John's vest. Although I know what he did is wrong, it's really satisfying. If our world also had twenty faces, there would be fewer people committing crimes.】

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. Your hands really shouldn't be stained with blood." John sighed in the cold evening wind.

"I want you to remember me so much."

John turns, and this time his face reappears in the camera.

The members of the Armed Detective Agency who were blocked outside the clock tower were always watching the live broadcast. When they saw John's expression clearly at this moment, whether it was Fukuzawa Yukichi, Kunikida Doppo, or Yosano Akiko, they The reactions at this moment were surprisingly unanimous.

They gasped at the same time, and silently hoped that Ranpo Edogawa would not see John's expression at this moment—that expression was too lethal for the famous detective standing at the scene of the clock tower.

"Goodbye, Detective, this world has finally become a little brighter with you."

John opened his arms and walked into the black nothingness.

When John fell down, many people were actually relieved—even if the background password of the twenty-faced weirdo couldn't be found out, and they couldn't enter the backdoor program, but this unfavorable condition is for all those who covet the terrifying twenty-faced weirdo are consistent.

At least after the death of its maker, there will be more room for manipulation. As long as it is used properly, it is not impossible to use the twenty-faced monster as one's own weapon.

The camera fell together with John's body, shaking out a blurred phantom. However, the fall had just begun, but Edogawa Ranpo rushed over and grabbed John's arm at an unprecedented speed.

"The bet is not over yet!! We haven't decided the winner yet, you are not allowed to abandon the game in this way!"

Edogawa ran at the top of his lungs, leaning on the edge of the bell tower terrace, trying to drag John up with all his strength.

You can see that well-known detective who is strategizing, flexible, and even Osamu Dazai, who is recognized as the smartest in the original work, is willing to bow down, his voice is trembling, and the eyes that are like emeralds are almost dripping with water. Probably the only one.

As the camera stopped, the audience who watched John and Edogawa Ranpo through the live broadcast room could only see part of John's face and the white wall of the clock tower.

John's fall aroused the concern of the audience who supported him. They sweated for the two people who were tottering. Some people even began to pray, hoping that the unknown "detective" could bring the "God of Peace" to the fore. rescued.

John watched as Edogawa Ranpo grasped his hand so hard that even John felt pain.

If you can't hold it with one hand, use two hands.

However, even so, Edogawa Ranpo still couldn't pull John up, and could only watch John's hand slip from his palm little by little.

Even the city wind came to make trouble, the fierce wind blew across the detective's cheeks, and even made his body slide down.

"I won't let you fall."

Even though Edogawa gritted his teeth in Luanbo and uttered such a sentence, it was obvious to the naked eye that he was about to lose his hold.

If the stalemate continues like this, it will not only be John, but also Edogawa Ranpo who will fall down the [-]-meter-high clock tower.

His body has been gradually brought down by John, and almost half of his body is hanging on the edge of the roof.

"...Don't let go! Hold on to me, I will pull you up!" Edogawa's voice was obviously choked with sobs.

"Please close your eyes, detective."

Finally, the 'god of peace' said with a sigh.

"do not look at me."

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"At least, I didn't die alone."

Edogawa Ranpo did not listen to John's words and closed his eyes.

He watched helplessly as John, who had been smiling quietly until the end, slipped from his palm and was swallowed by the dark and gloomy abyss.