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The white cold light, which is completely different from before, separates illusion and reality.

Edogawa Ranpo in the operating cabin moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.Before the vision returned to clarity, Baigui had already strode over.

"Ranbu, are you alright?"

He bent down and asked nervously.

Following the head of the room, Dongxiang and Ruolu followed one after another.

They all booed and asked warmly:

"Ranpo (sir), are you feeling alright?"

If this is a stage, bunches of spotlights should be shining directly from the top of Ranbu's head.

After all, the famous detective who meets once in 50 years is the eternal protagonist.

And Tomioka Giyuu, who was less than one meter away from him and also in the cockpit, suffered the expected cold reception.

He is like a puppet discarded on a street corner in a rainstorm, and also like a passerby who has never been known in a musical.

Tomioka sat up straight, his eyes drooping to his palms.

He clenched and loosened his hands several times, as if he wanted to grasp the real feeling of confronting Kimai Tsuji.

How unbelievable that he actually confronted the King of All Ghosts head-on.Even if this Wu Mi is just a product of his subconscious, its strength is not as good as the real one.

"Ranbu, are you alright?"

"Ranpo (sir), are you feeling alright?"

Finally, the noisy greeting passed through the barrier and reached Tomioka's ear.

Oh yes, Edogawa Ranpo.

Edogawa Ranpo who lived and died with him in the world of killing intent, Edogawa Ranpo who unexpectedly rescued him from the illusion...

Edogawa Ranpo who had been on his chest.

Yoshioka Tomioka accidentally raised his hand to touch his black suit, of course no one's temperature remained there.

Reluctantly, his eyes crossed the gap between the crowd and stayed on the profile of Edogawa Ranpo for a long time.

"How long has it been since you laughed?"

"I... have no right to laugh."

He even easily revealed the secret deep in his heart.

Could it be that the so-called world created by the subconscious can trigger the vulnerable side of people?

He pursed his lips, expressionless.

"I'm fine Funataro, there are more important things to do now. When Tomioka and I were sleeping, did any new suicides happen?"

As soon as this was mentioned, the members of the warehouse fell silent in unison.

They looked at each other, witnessing the panic in each other's eyes.

"...Well, at least five cases have been reported in Tokyo." Baigui said.

"I didn't expect that the juvenile spirit would detect the killing particles around the suicide." Ruolu bit his lower lip, his voice trembling slightly with fear.

He clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails draw a few red marks on his palm, and forced himself to regain his composure after a few seconds.

"Mr. Ranpo, is this really abetting suicide worldwide?"

Edogawa Ranpo stood up with Baigui's hand, but at first his steps were a little staggering.

He looked around at the people with different expressions in front of him, and purposely lingered for a few seconds when his eyes flicked across Tomioka's face.

He nodded heavily.

"Yes."

"hiss-"

The sound of breathing in the huge room came one after another.

"But...but we can't analyze the identity of the perpetrator from this world of killing intent. We... don't even know what this world implies."

Dongxiang said hesitantly.

She lowered her head, her long wine red hair drooping, revealing half of her beautiful and sad side face.

Seeing this, Ranbu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said in the firm tone of "exclusive to famous detectives":

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I already knew the identity of the suspect."

"are you serious?"

Headed by Baigui, everyone looked up one after another, and the once silent pupils sparked again.

"Of course." Edogawa Ranpo deliberately raised his neck arrogantly: "A famous detective never tells a lie."

He pushed aside the crowd and walked to Tomioka's control cabin step by step.

Instead of the spotlight, people's eyes were belatedly focused on the police officer they were not familiar with.

Edogawa Ranbu hooked his lips and smiled slightly:

"Officer Tomioka," he called his companion who had shared weal and woe too distantly, and when the man frowned dissatisfiedly, he reached out his hand appropriately.

"Are you going to save the world with me?"

Save the world, second to funny lines.

As a result, Tomioka Yoshiyuki's frowning brows slowly relaxed, his facial features were still strangely tense, and he smiled.

Inevitably, the question of "Hanaido" flashed back in my mind.

[How long has it been since you laughed? ]

One day, one month, one year?

Mr. Shuizhu suddenly felt that the answer to the question was not that important.

He grasped the olive branch that was thrown at him by random steps.

"Of course," he said.

Luanbu first contact colleagues.

After three busy tones, the phone was connected, and he pretended to clear his throat:

"Hey, Kunikida, I'm Ranpo. Are you with Tori now? Can I come and find you?"

After throwing two questions in succession, the detective began to wait for up to 1 minute.

This is also in his expectation.

"...Yes, Mr. Ranpo. How about it, I'm noisy at the scene, and I will send you the address later?"

The hesitation in Kunikida's words was like a rising tide of sea water, ready to spill out of the receiver at any moment.

There was a playful smile drawn on Luanbu's lips, but nothing could be discerned in his tone.

"Okay, thank you."

He hung up the phone and dialed another number seamlessly.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki who was beside him raised his eyebrows at him and asked with mouth shape:

"Didn't your colleague say to send it in a while?"

No one answered the phone yet, and Luanbu had the time to answer other people's questions.

He blinked ambiguously, and asked:

"Would you like someone to interrupt your date?"

With his calm appearance and sophisticated tone, he looked like an experienced person.

But in fact, these eloquent words are just word of mouth from the girls when they go to the club [Flower].

Yoshiyuki Tomioka believed it naively, and looked at him with inexplicable admiration.

Worship...worship?

Luanbu was puzzled by this man's strange reaction, so he heard him say:

"I don't know. I've never dated before. Thinking about it is... troublesome."

After Tomioka Yoshiyuki said this, he turned his head nonchalantly.

But who is Edogawa Ranpo?

A detective who meets once in 50 years can spy on the police officer's anger simply by clenched fists hanging at the hem of his trousers.

Take a closer look, Tomioka's pinnae are still a little red!

Edogawa Ranpo opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Hi, I'm Akutagawa."

The cold voice of the wild dog came from the receiver, and he settled down:

"Akutagawa-kun? Please send me the location of Kunikida, thank you."

"understood."

pat—

The other party hung up the phone mercilessly.

"..."

Luanbu stared at the phone for a while, then smiled slowly.

Akutagawa's blunt character may be the reason why Osamu Dazai teases him from time to time, right?

He patted Yoshiyuki Tomioka, who was also dishonest:

"Go save the world, officer."

Walking out of the warehouse, it was cloudy again.

Without further ado, Ranpo and Tomioka drove to a certain suburban studio.

As expected, he never received a message from Kunikida.

Well, maybe the signal is really bad where my colleagues are?

While thinking about it jokingly, a heavy boulder gradually weighed on his heart.

He sighed, and speaking of that guy Kunikida... how far has he gone?

Half an hour later, they reached their destination.According to the clues given by Akutagawa, it is easy to find Tori.

"Miss Tori, we meet again. I hope you were not surprised yesterday."

Walking through the busy staff, he walked straight to Tori and bowed to shake her hand.

"Mr. Ranpo, you are here."

Tori, who was touching up her makeup, greeted him familiarly like an old friend, and her dark eyes inadvertently fell on the man in a suit behind him.

"Who is this……"

Ranpo took advantage of the situation and pushed Tomioka forward, seeing Tori take a step back warily.

He turned a blind eye to it all.

"He's Police Officer Tomioka Volunteer. Ms. Tori, if it's convenient, can we go outside and have a talk? About what happened yesterday."

"it is good."

Tori smiled naturally.

In Ranbu's impression, women seem to seldom smile from the bottom of their hearts, but at such moments.

There was some vibration in his heart, until the sound of tapping high heels echoed in his ears.

The woman crosses Tomioka and leaves first.

"Mr. Ranpo, then I too..."

Unable to restrain himself, Kunikida rushed out, his face was full of eagerness that he was not familiar with, and his body was leaning forward, ready to ride the wind and waves at any time.

Luanbu suddenly opened those insightful emerald eyes, looked at his colleague seriously for a while, and said firmly:

"No, Kunikida. Please stay here."

"..."

Kunikida didn't say a word, the eyes behind the golden silk rim looked straight at him without any hesitation.

Invisible gunpowder smoke permeated the room, sparking even the air.

"Don't waste your time, messing around."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki gave Kunikida a thoughtful look, and walked away with a chaotic wrist.

The two found Tori who had been waiting for a long time at the door. The woman looked up at the sky with her back to them, her figure was lonely and determined.

"Miss Tori, it's been a long time."

The woman turned her head when she heard the sound, with a clear smile on her lips, and said softly:

"Mr. Ranpo, today is also cloudy."

The detective thought, this woman is worthy of being a singer praised by everyone, with a melodious and clear voice, just like a nightingale one in a thousand.

Tori was not annoyed when he didn't wait for Ranpo's answer.

She led the two forward, skillfully bypassing several cameras, and gradually left the bustling crowd.

Before he knew it, the scenery in his field of vision became more and more barren.

Finally, she came to the end of a dark alley, and Ranpo and Tomioka followed suit.

"Just here, no one will disturb us."

The woman who was originally facing the wall turned around slowly, and the strong wind from the ground blew her long ink-like hair, embellishing those deep eyes with vivid killing intent.

She opened her bright red lips:

"Vampire..."

Tomioka trotted forward, drew his knife and swung a stream of turbulent water.

"The breath of water. One shape, slashing on the water surface."

In just a few seconds, the soles of Luanbu's feet were completely soaked.

Standing in the stagnant water, his brows furrowed enough to crush a fly, he secretly damaged Tomioka a hundred times.

[Damn Yoshiyuki Tomioka, why don't you let me stand on a higher place first?Am I going to wear these wet shoes back...]

The detective was feeling aggrieved, and suddenly his breath became tight. He lowered his head and just saw the black whip wrapped around his waist, and he jumped up in the air.

"Ahhhhhh—"

After a nauseating weightlessness, his legs finally stabilized.

Panting heavily, he poked his head in shock, and after estimating the distance between himself and the ground, his legs trembled, and he was about to lose his balance forward.

At the critical moment, Ryunosuke Akutagawa gave him a hand in front of his waist.

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"...What are you doing! Who stipulated that famous detectives can't be afraid of heights?"

Undisguised ridicule came from his ears, as if he had lost his breath from laughing too wantonly, Akutagawa's expression changed and he covered his lips and coughed several times.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The whip in the man's hand trembled non-stop along with his trembling body, and he was so frightened that he walked wildly on the opponent's body, begging for mercy repeatedly regardless of his image:

"Akutagawa-kun, oh no, Ryunosuke. Can we stop coughing? Come, take a deep breath with me, 1-2-3."

Akutagawa stared at Ranbu aggressively, and obediently took a few deep breaths to suppress the itchiness in his throat.

He turned his head to meet the eyes of the last detective with a hint of a smile, and asked menacingly:

"Why are you looking at me, if you dare to say that I am in poor health..."

"No, no." Luanbu waved his hands again and again, with a sincere expression: "I just didn't expect you to obey."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke is really cute.

Of course, he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence openly in front of others.

after all……

Akutagawa's pale skin was now as red as a cherry on a tree.

Ranpo wisely changes the subject:

"Look, Ryunosuke, the tide seems to be ebbing underground."

"You think I didn't see it?"

Akutagawa snorted coldly, and reluctantly hugged his waist and jumped off the wall.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness struck, this time Luanbu gritted his teeth, not letting the scream escape from his lips.

"... Cough, thank you Ryunosuke."

Seriously, he was nauseous.

wow-

The other party tore away the black whip that he was proud of without saying a word.

Ranbu smiled weakly, and returned his attention to the dark alley.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki confronted a person eyeingly, the heroine of this drama hid behind that person, her eyes were as calm and sad as a pool of water.

Ignoring Akutagawa's obstruction, he approached like a leisurely stroll, like a roadblock lying between Tomioka and the man, his eyes stopped for a while on the bulging dark gold bag in his hand, and he said with a playful smile:

"Kunikida, are you going to be our enemy?"

The author has something to say: In order to facilitate everyone to understand the current plot, let me briefly sort out:

Tori's singing can have an influence on people, causing some people to commit suicide.

Ranpo suggested that the members of "Cang" use infant spirits to test self-sharks, build a world of killing intent, and enter Naruto's subconscious.

Slightly in the middle (to prevent spoilers for the next chapter)

Akutagawa arranged for Ranpo to follow Kunikida in advance, and then a confrontation occurred between several people.

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