rambunctious lover

"By the way, what were you discussing just now?"

Tong Mo approached, his harmless smile was like a perfect mask.

Ranbu: "We..."

Speaking of the beginning, I was robbed by Sayuri:

"We are just teaching so many believers in Gossip Bliss, I don't know if you have ever liked anyone."

After all, she is the top female publicist of her predecessor, and her quick wit is beyond the reach of even a detective.

Tong Mo nodded.

"like?"

This mediocre word lingered in his mouth, and the next second, those colorful glazed eyes slowly flowed out of sadness.

"What does it feel like to like?"

"Ah?" Sayuri gasped, as if she hadn't expected Tong Mo's question.

"Like is... the feeling of rapid heartbeat."

If this kind of ambiguous answer was placed in the previous business period, it would be completely disqualified.

But Tong Mo believed it was true: "Then I..."

[Then my heart beats faster when my head is chopped off by His Highness Yiwozuo, do I like him? ]

Luan Bu was too close to him, even if he was a superficial ghost, he could hear his inner voice clearly.

"..."

These are all messy associations.

The famous detective's temples were throbbing. In order to prevent Tong Mo from expressing his thoughts, he had no choice but to abruptly interrupt the conversation between the two:

"My lord, it's almost time to get off work, don't you need to prepare to welcome the believers?"

Tong Mo glanced at him slowly: "That's right."

He pulled out his red fingers from the gap in the window, put it to his mouth and blew it belatedly, and waved the golden fan to say goodbye:

"Then I wish you both a safe journey."

It was that bland smile again.

It is said that Shangxian No. [-] is born with a lack of emotion, and Ranpo accidentally thinks of a colleague who is pursuing suicide.

In all fairness, they are a good match.

He rolled up the car window in random steps, and Sayuri beside him couldn't wait to start the engine.

boom—

The car rushed away like an arrow off the string, and Tong Mo stood in the same place in the rearview mirror, motionless until it turned into a black spot that could no longer be seen.

After driving the car out of the classroom, Sayuri let go of her pale fingers that were gripping the steering wheel. She asked hesitantly:

"Mr. Ranbu, did you say that Master Tongmo heard our conversation?"

The answer is yes.

Shang Er's hearing is excellent, not to mention the negligible distance just now, even now their conversation may have passed into each other's ears verbatim.

However, it seems that Tong Mo doesn't intend to care about it.

Ranbu didn't want to add trouble to Sayuri, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled:

"To be on the safe side, you'd better not show up here recently. But..." He changed the subject: "Your response was quite calm."

Mental quality and responsiveness are impressive.

"Yeah." Sayuri lowered her head, hiding the lingering fear on her face: "But my friend..."

"It's okay, I'll help you find it."

A detective volunteered.

If it is really missing in the church, then...

Luanbu resisted the urge to sigh, and could only hope that Tong Mo had the habit of storing food in advance.

Yashiki Yoya had already told him about ghost cannibalism.

About half an hour later, the two drove to the orphanage in the suburbs.

Sayuri stopped the car, and Ranbu took a few pots of delicate flowers from the back seat and held them in their arms.

A group of half-grown children scrambled out, shouting:

"Sister Lily, sister Lily."

While surrounding Sayuri who just got off the car, in contrast, Luanbu was ignored.

The famous detective was happy with this occasional cold reception, after all, he couldn't guarantee that Hua'er would be safe and sound in that state.

Just thinking about it, my arms lightened.

Luanbu looked up, and what caught his eyes was the black cloak that he hadn't seen for a long time.

He licked his dry lips and smiled:

"Dragon Nosuke."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched because of this title. He concealed the surprise in his eyes, and said flatly:

"I heard you disappeared a few days ago."

Touching his nose in a random step, he skillfully said that set of rhetoric:

"Ah, generally speaking, he was stabbed and sent to the hospital for deliberate revenge, that's all."

He deliberately said it calmly, but he was worried inside.

I always feel that if I repeat this all the time, unfortunate things will become true.

The gust of wind that came from behind rolled up Akutagawa's robe, and his body was full of evil spirits.

"Who did it, did you find it?"

Of course, the detective was even at his beck and call.

Thinking sarcastically, he held his neck high and pretended to be arrogant:

"Does it matter? There is no prisoner that this detective can't catch."

Akutagawa didn't speak, and looked at him indifferently, as if trying to discern the authenticity of what he said from his face.

Or maybe, he was thinking about whether or not he needed to help Luanbu kill the bad guys on his behalf.

Well, quite possible.

After all, he is a frightening member of Hong Kong gangsters.

Ranbu nodded confidently, seeing Akutagawa's doubts, he immediately smiled:

"I didn't expect you to like children."

"No, I hate kids. They're generally vulnerable."

"..."

The two were in a stalemate, and a girl in a white skirt came like a savior.

When she saw Luanbu, a smile appeared on her quiet face:

"Mr. Ranpo."

Luanbu's eyes wandered between the two of them, and he instantly understood.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa must have been dragged here by his sister.

"Talk while you walk."

The famous detective laughed, and carefully walked in with the only remaining flowers in his arms.

In front of them, Sayuri had disappeared.

When he arrived in the courtyard, Luanbu was immediately attracted by the noise, and his eyes flicked over the children by the window one by one. Those immature faces soaked in sweat were undoubtedly the portrayal of "youth".

Suddenly, he found a boy sitting alone in a corner. He was wearing a plain kimono, staring at the red thread in his hand intently. With a few flexible movements of his wrist, the ordinary silk thread changed into several styles.

Ranbu's emerald eyes narrowed like cats.

He kept silent, and saw Sayuri walking in front of the boy with a daisy in her hand, and knelt down.

The woman raised her face, the corners of her eyes and brows were tender, and she handed over the flowers as if offering a treasure.

The wind passing through the hall stirred the ends of her chestnut hair, and a faint stench floated into Luanbu's nostrils.

The elderly dean walked to his side with his hands behind his back:

"Tired and not so gregarious. Fortunately, there is Miss Sayuri. Recently, this child's smile has obviously increased."

child?

Ranbu raised his eyebrows with great interest, being easily confused by appearances is a common human problem.

He was noncommittal.

On the other side, Lei took the daisy under his nose and sniffed lightly, followed Sayuri's fingers to look at the detective's face.

Their gazes collided in mid-air, and for a moment, the young man's eyes glowed a coquettish red.

"It's hard for a defensive person to open up, but for him, Sayuri seems to be a special existence. It's good."

Ranpo said to the dean meaningfully.

He looked thoughtfully at the person and ghost interacting not far away.

The tree in the front yard is lush, and there is a wooden swing under the tree.

Sitting on it in random steps, with dangling legs, humming the theme song of "Princess Superman", it was very pleasant.

"Mr. Ranpo won't play with them? I think you will be very popular with the children."

The detective wrinkled his nose and hurriedly shook his head:

"No, physical work is not for me."

This reason is not the most important, the key is to create opportunities for "them" to be alone.

Then again, is Sayuri a natural physique to attract ghosts?

Gee.

Guessing that it was almost time, Luanbu straightened his legs and jumped off the swing with a bang.

He stretched contentedly, took out a candy wrapped in colored paper from his cloak pocket and stuffed it for Akutagawa.

"No, take this as your thank you for pushing the swing for me."

Akutagawa's eyes widened, but he didn't move for a long time.

"For... mine?"

"Yes."

The famous detective nodded solemnly:

"Don't worry, it's not expired, it's just a little heated, if you mind..."

He just wanted to "fake public affairs for personal gain" when he was snatched away by Akutagawa.

"It's okay, I'm just a little surprised that no one has given me candy since I was a child."

Akutagawa threw the candy into his mouth, and the candy wrapper was put in the pocket of the cloak.

Ranbu glanced at him suspiciously.

"Thank you." Akutagawa said vaguely, the cheeks that were blown by the wind felt a little warmer.

Deng Deng Deng-

The hurried footsteps approached, the two looked together and saw Yin Zhuo running in a hurry.

A clear smile appeared on Ranbu's lips before disappearing, and he leaned forward:

"Miss Yin, what happened?"

Thick sweat dripped from her silvery and white forehead, and she looked directly at the two of them:

"Miss Sayuri is missing."

"what!"

Edogawa's random screams aroused the crows dozing on the treetops.

Oh yes, very good.

Thank you for not living up to his expectations.

"Then let's split up and find each other!"

In order to avoid panic, only the three of them knew about Sayuri's "disappearance".

Ranpo bid farewell to Gin and Akutagawa, and held his breath in an imperceptible corner.

The subtle summer wind caressed his cheeks, bringing that familiar stench.

After Luanbu confirmed his position, he immediately ran wildly.

The destination is an abandoned kindergarten tens of meters away.

In recent years, the phenomenon of declining birthrate has intensified, and many schools are facing closure.

Panting in disorder, he ran to the roof of the building. There was a rusty lock on the door leading to the roof, which was useless.

He patted his face, took a deep breath, and just started to panic...

wow-

The door was blown open by a gust of wind.

"Thank you for finding this place."

Spider Tired was indeed the culprit who kidnapped Sayuri—although Luanpo let him do so.

A detective approached the two of them without haste.

"Mr. Ranpo!"

Sayuri's cry for help broke through.

The famous detective gave the flower shop owner a consoling smile, then looked directly at his subordinates, not annoyed:

"I advise you to let her go quickly."

"Impossible. She is the 'sister' I have chosen out of thousands of choices."

Tired fingers caressed the side of the woman's face lovingly.

elder sister?

As a ghost, this child is lurking in a human orphanage just to find a playmate?

Luanbu jokingly smiled, and deliberately slowed down his speech in order to ensure that he could hear the next words clearly.

He said word for word:

"If you want a sister, you can find anyone, but she can't. Because she is the best candidate to make the 'Blue Flower of the Other Side'."

"what?"

Tired and half-believing, he narrowed his eyes.

Luanbu shrugged his shoulders: "Didn't you see those blue roses she dyed? How much difference can it make if they are all dyed flowers? At most, the process is a little more complicated. Alright..." He patted the dust that didn't exist on his palm: "I want to bring This woman has returned to Master Wu Mi."

"Luan, Mr. Ranpo, you... what did you say?"

Sayuri was dizzy, as if she had seen a ghost from hell, her thin body shook like a sieve.

Edogawa Ranpo looked at her, and smiled cruelly.

"I'm sorry, Sayuri. Actually, I became a ghost, and I don't remember you at all."

The summer wind fluttered, fluttering the hem of the cloak, and a deathly silence enveloped the rooftop.

With no shame on his face, he approached step by step, and his outstretched fingers were about to touch Sayuri's shoulder.

suddenly-

Bloody red flashed before Ranbu's eyes, piercing—

There was a barely audible sound, as if something had been stepped on the sole of his foot, and he fell forward uncontrollably.

"Tired, you..."

"Mr. Ranpo!"

Sayuri's screams were deafening.

"Hmph, you want to snatch someone just because you, who can't even learn vampirism, want to rob someone? I want to let my lord know that the bond between me and him is the strongest!"

The spider kicked Luanbu's head hard and let it roll away.

Dizziness, plus seeing stars.

When his head hit the wall, Ranbu thought indignantly.

When he came back to his senses, the spider Leizao took his precious prey with him and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey……"

Luanbu turned his head slowly, watching the torso staggering closer.

After perhaps a century, he barely reached out and pushed the noble head back into place.

Mingming Luo Ji and Tong Mo seem to do this kind of thing easily, why is it so difficult when it's their turn?

Once again, manual work is not suitable for Ranpo Edogawa.

Oh, by the way, he has to thank the supreme Lord Onimai Tsuji for keeping his head and body strong enough to survive even if they are separated.

It is simply a wonder on earth.

tap tap —

Footsteps came one after another in the corridor, and they raced against time to smear some blood on their hair.

pat—

His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, "fainting".

boom—

The broken door was torn apart by the red-glowing whip.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke strode forward and hugged Ranpo in his arms.

"Random steps? Random steps?"

He was coughing uncontrollably from excessive anxiety.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Brother, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Gin hurriedly stroked Akutagawa's back.

"hiss-"

Edogawa Ranpo wakes up with a scream of pain just right.

"What happened? Someone attacked you?"

Akutagawa's questions were as dense as rain.

Luanbu blinked and blinked his eyes, as if desperately recalling his memory.After a while, he said hoarsely:

"Ryunosuke, there is something I may need to trouble you with."

At night, Ranpo responded to the call and appeared in the infinite city.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the spider tired sitting in the front row, and Sayuri beside him was surrounded by ghosts, and he didn't dare to breathe.

The woman looked back at the sound, made eye contact with Ranbu, and turned her face away as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, the oiran Luo Ji pointed at Ranbu's nose and cursed angrily:

"Ranpo Edogawa, aren't you a famous detective who claims to meet once in 30 years? How could you lose to this stinky spider!"

Hey, why do these words sound a bit like hating iron for being weak?

Tong Mo looked at Ranbu sympathetically: "Your Highness Luo Ji, don't rub salt on Lord Ranbu's wound."

"Fifty years." The detective said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Huh?" Luo Ji yelled.

"I'm the one-in-50-year detective."

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, and Oni Wu Tsuji, who was wearing a pure white suit, arrived late.

He walked past Luanbu and hummed unabashedly, his signature plum red vertical pupils shone brightly.

"You've let me down, honey," he said in a lover's whisper.

The author has something to say: Sister~sister~, there are still 2-4 chapters left for this article to be finished ww

I will continue to work hard, okay~