rambunctious lover

My name is Ranpo Edogawa, and I'm known as 'the famous detective who meets once in 50 years'.

As smart as I am, I also encountered a puzzle, and the situation is as follows:

Just before I went to a wedding photo shoot with my fiancée, I found out by accident that she wanted to change gender.

"Wait, aren't you transgender?"

I don't know why, but his masculine appearance is deeply rooted in my mind.

Despite her vehement denials, I believed in my memory and thought it was time to take a stand.

I brewed a gentle rhetoric, and licked my lips boldly:

"Yuriko, you know that I support you 100% in wanting to become a man. But there is one thing that must be confirmed with you now..."

Yuriko looked over with gloomy eyes, like a sharp arrow aimed at my heart.

I timidly swallowed my saliva and took a deep breath:

"I will never be below, this is very heavy..."

"I answered it just now. If you can't understand human language..."

I sensed the anger in Yuriko's words and wisely chose to shut up.

Well, today is our wedding photo shoot day, and it's okay to be stiff.

After thinking about it, we went to the photo studio.

Pushing open the door, a young man and woman turned their backs to us, and the lady was venting her anger at the clerk.

"Is there any mistake? I don't think you are busy at all. Why should I wait!"

The clerk shrank his neck and kept silent like a cicada.

I couldn't see it, so I made a sound:

"Hello, I am Ranpo Edogawa who made an appointment to take wedding photos at [-] o'clock this afternoon."

When the clerk heard my name, his shrinking pupils lit up immediately.

She walked up quickly: "Mr. Luanbu and Miss Baihezi, we have been waiting for a long time, this way please."

I nodded and walked forward holding Yuriko's arm. When I passed the lady, I couldn't help but look back.

Her delicate facial features are distorted, but the flower tattoos on her cheeks are set off more vividly.

Wait, this woman...

It was as if a tiny bolt of lightning had passed through my mind.

I looked at the curly-haired man in a white suit beside her again, his brows were frowning, and his red pupils, which were the same as those of Yuriko, were as calm as water.

"Luo Ji, you are too noisy."

He said in a tone without ups and downs, not angry and pretentious.

"Why don't you go?"

Yuriko noticed my abnormality and stopped to ask.

"It's nothing, I just want to see what a shrew looks like."

Out of a certain unspoken state of mind, I turned my body slightly, skillfully blocking Yuriko's sight, and dragging her away from the couple quickly.

Yuriko's wedding dress was tried before.

That being said, women also spend far too long wearing makeup.

After I was bored cutting the fruit, my mind turned back to the man and woman.

Somehow, I was convinced that I still had an unfinished mission in this world, connected to the stranger I just met.

While Yuriko was not paying attention, I sneaked to the clerk.

"Where is the lady with the tattoo on her face now?"

The woman's rude behavior obviously left a lot of psychological shadow on the clerk, she blurted out without thinking:

"In waiting room 3."

"OK, thanks."

I took a few steps forward, and suddenly remembered that I was a real road blind.

Not to mention that it is the first time I have come back, even if I have been there dozens of times, even if it is only the difference between day and night, I still can't find the north.

"Can you please take me there? Please."

The clerk bit his lower lip, couldn't help my pleading, and reluctantly agreed.

Waiting Room 3

"...It's like a dream to be able to marry you."

"Luo Ji, have I allowed you to speak?"

I overheard the conversation in the room, and the man's impatience seemed to spill to the floor at any moment.

What a strange couple.

I brewed a polite smile, knocked on the door and entered.

"Who?"

"Hello, my fiancée is changing her wedding dress. I suddenly realized that I forgot to bring a lighter. Excuse me..."

As soon as she heard the word "lighter", fleeting fear appeared on the woman's face.

She hurriedly tried to wave me away.

"Go away, who has that kind of thing?"

I turned a deaf ear to her resistance, and looked at the man with red plum eyes as if nothing had happened.

"Do you have any?"

The man frowned displeasedly:

"Who let you in"

"Don't be angry, there's no need."

I fumbled in the pockets of my suit with a smiling face, and finally found a silver lighter by "coincidentally".

"Oh, so you hid here."

I happily pressed the lighter, and a cluster of orange flames burst out immediately.

"Ah—" the woman screamed and backed away hastily.

Her legs hit the coffee table, and if I hadn't been quick to help her, she would have fallen into nothingness.

"Sorry, sorry, are you afraid of fire?"

Apologetically, I stuffed the lighter I prepared in advance into the inside pocket of my suit.

The woman shook off my hand mercilessly:

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

I shrugged and looked nonchalantly at the man next to me who was indifferent to his girlfriend's plight.

"You and your boyfriend are a perfect match!"

Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, the woman's face became cloudy and sunny.

"Yeah, I can't believe he actually agreed to my marriage proposal."

"Really? A beautiful lady like you actually initiated the marriage proposal?"

I clicked my lips in surprise:

"However, this gentleman is really handsome, and he is somewhat similar to my fiancée, and their personalities are also exactly the same. So I can completely understand your mood."

I recalled the little things I had with Yuriko, and sighed sincerely.

After listening to my intentional confession, the woman revealed humble joy in her eyes.

"I also... didn't expect nothing at all..."

Whoosh—

A gust of wind with murderous intent flew past my ears.

Flutter—

With the fishy smell in the air, hot blood splashed all over my face.

"..."

I watched the man in the white suit slowly fall to the ground in front of me, his captivating red eyes gradually lost their luster.

And the woman who was chattering with me earlier disappeared without a trace as if she had never existed.

"..."

I froze for a moment, until my detective instincts drove me to a new round of work.

First I bent down and felt the man's pulse - there was no doubt that he was dead.

Out of humanitarianism, I closed my eyes for him.

This man died for me, I said to myself.

If I hadn't seen through the identities of the couple...

I suppressed the guilt in my heart, and my eyes fell on the murder weapon on his chest.

This knife with my fingerprints on it, if it is found, it will be finished.

Tread Tread—

There were footsteps coming from behind me, and I pulled out the fruit knife in a panic and hid it in my sleeve.

"Edogawa Ranpo, are you lost again?"

I turned around and saw Yuriko appearing at the door with a security guard.

Bathed in the afternoon sun, her sullen face blurred for a moment.

"Ah, what happened here?"

It was the security guard acting as an audience who first discovered the abnormality at the scene.

When he ran close and saw the man lying in a pool of blood, he immediately rushed towards me like a tiger.

I am a famous detective whose physical strength and mental strength are inversely proportional.

According to common sense, I couldn't escape the security attack. At the critical moment, Yuriko, who was wearing a pure white wedding dress, gave me a hand.

I fell into Yuriko's arms, hugged her waist with one hand, and stared up:

"Honey, I didn't expect to see you put on my wedding dress one day. It's so beautiful! I can't help suspecting that I'm dreaming."

Yuriko parted my fingers around her waist, with a half-smile:

"I think you should reflect on why nine times out of ten times where you are, you can be a murder scene."

Why do you remind me of such a terrible thing!

I rubbed my head against Yuriko's shoulder blades, and said in a low voice:

"So, I think 'The Walking Reaper' is more suitable for me than 'A Detective Once in 50 Years'. I really want to try..."

"Ok?"

I held the handle of the fruit knife and inserted it into Yuriko's chest with precision.

Blood stained a flower on her pure white wedding dress.

"you……"

I smiled affectionately at Yuriko's unbelievable red eyes:

"You really like to blame me. This is not the first time."

Before the words were finished, the world was spinning, and a strong suction pulled me out of this absurd dream.

I woke up in a world of ice and snow, the blood on my cloak frozen in the howling north wind.

The severe cold and low temperature put me at risk of freezing to death at any time. Fortunately, I have completed my mission in this world.

"I have found the murderer."

Edogawa Ranpo slowly walked out of the control cabin.

Bai Guifuuntaro waited not far away.

"We have informed Officer Matsuoka of the suspect's information."

Luanbu nodded casually, striding forward.

"Wait, Luanbu..."

"Ok?"

Edogawa covered his lips in disorder and yawned:

"Any thing else?"

Baigui hesitated for a while: "Just now in the well, what happened to the blood on your body?"

Luanbu turned around and stared at the man with a smile on his lips:

"Oh that, I just killed a counterfeit. Didn't you stipulate that only murderers can enter the well? Then I am qualified now, remember to come to me next time you encounter an interesting case, Funataro."

At the same time, the infinite city

Oni Wu Tsuji's swollen arms stretched infinitely until they pinched Yu Ji's slender neck.

"Wu... Lord Wu Mi, please spare me!"

Wuyou smiled indifferently:

"Stupid guy, if I hadn't appeared in time, what news are you going to reveal to that man?"

Without waiting for Luo Ji to start her pale rebuttal, Wu Mi made a forceful finger to separate her head and body on the spot.

"Hold your useless head and get out of here."

Luo Ji sobbed in a low voice, not daring to delay, and soon disappeared.

"Humph."

In a moment, there is only one ghost left in the alien space.

He touched his intact chest expressionlessly, and he still remembered the pain of being stabbed by a knife a moment ago.

The contemporary ghost king clenched his fists, his red eyes narrowed dangerously, and the overwhelming coercion made Infinite City crumble.

"Edogawa-ranpo!"

The author has something to say: important point: Luanbu is shorter than women's clothing, height determines attack, thank you ww