On when Echizen will reveal his vest

The lights in apartment 301 were all turned on.

Ryoma squatted beside the sofa, opened the suitcase, took out his own toiletries and clothes and put them on the table.

Edogawa Ranpo did not speak, and squatted beside him like a Ryoma, watching his movements seriously, as if he wanted to fill in the vacancy of five years.

Bubbles of happiness also bubbled up in his heart, Ryoma must have just come to Yokohama.

He still has his suitcase, is he looking for me?

So the first person who thought of it was me.

"Mr. Ranpo, is there a guest room here?"

Ryoma turned his head and took the clothes from the table and looked up at Edogawa Ranpo.

Edogawa nodded in disorder, thought about the guest room that hadn't been lived in for a long time, then shook his head, "But it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, Ryoma will sleep with me."

The famous detective with a child's heart did not feel that what he said was so intriguing.

If Zhongyuan Zhong also saw this famous detective saying this to his grown-up students, he would definitely go crazy.

But standing in front of him was Echizen Ryoma.

A person who has never even talked about love.

"I don't care." Ryoma nodded, carrying the clothes into Edogawa Ranpo's room.

Edogawa hurriedly followed, pulling on his slippers.

"Why did you suddenly return to Yokohama? Is there something to investigate? If I remember correctly, you just returned to Japan today."

Edogawa looked at the figure who was busy putting the clothes on the bedside table, and asked by the door.

"Mr. Ranpo, do you think it would be better to add some emotional factors to the reasoning?"

Ryoma looked up at the man rubbing his chin and watching him chattering.

These words made Edogawa Ranbu speechless for a moment.

Add emotional factors to reasoning?

"Is it guilt?" Edogawa Ranpo followed Ryoma to the living room, and jumped into the sofa like a boy.

Thinking of five years, there was no contact even once, and he said angrily, "After all, I only have tennis in my heart, so I can only leave us and the clan members."

Sure enough.

When contacting the old man, Ryoma knew that there would always be a day of reckoning.

Who would have thought that everyone didn't hide it, and settled the score directly on the first day.

"I…"

Ryoma also knew that he couldn't justify himself. After all, this was the truth. He stroked Edogawa Ranpo's soft hair like smoothing a cat's hair, "I'm sorry."

Feeling the touch on his head, Edogawa Ranpo first squinted his eyes, suddenly felt a little strange, looked at Ryoma, "Did you treat me like a child?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and struck Ryoma's head, "Master Ranpo wants to touch it too!"

Ryoma didn't bother to struggle, causing Edogawa Ranpo to ruffle his hair into a chicken coop.

"Enough is enough." The young man reminded Wuke.

"Don't avoid the topic." Ranbu stopped his movements, and instead pinched Ryoma's face softly.

He could tell that Longma definitely didn't like to laugh these few years, and must be serious every day with a sullen face.

"Welcome back."

The two sat on the sofa shrouded in light, Edogawa Ranpo's hands squeezed Ryoma's face almost out of shape, the voice fell into the air, but Ryoma's heart suddenly felt sore.

Sure enough, he not only hated the parting scene, but also hated the reunion scene.

"I am back."

"Okay, what exactly do you want to do in Yokohama?"

The two people who don't like to be sensational quickly separated immediately after the sensationalism, Edogawa Ranpo's mind kept running, "For your mafia teacher? Impossible, you can't even contact me as a good friend. "

Ryoma gave Edogawa Ranpo a threatening look, but he couldn't stop the famous detective from continuing to think.

"A member of your clan, right?" Edogawa Ranpo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Push away all the reasoning process and tell the other party the result to make people more surprised.

"You said that one of your clan members is your senior, but it shouldn't be related to Yokohama, so it's the other two?"

Edogawa looked at Ryoma randomly, waiting for the verification of the result of his reasoning, "You want me to help you?"

Ryoma let out a breath of relief.

Really worthy of being Mr. Ranpo.

"Yes, I have some doubts... My clan members Wynyard and Black Ze, that person can also be called Gin."

"what."

Hearing this, Edogawa threw his head up on the sofa in a bored manner, spread his hands and said, "Shouldn't you have suspected them a long time ago, it's so strange at first sight."

Ryoma was at a loss for words for a while.

It should have been suspicious.

But in the final analysis, it was the impressions and feelings left at that time that caused the trouble.

He knew that their identities might not be good or bright, but he wanted to see the facts, not the results of his own reasoning.

Seeing Ryoma's tangled appearance, Edogawa Ranpo didn't know what to do. The famous detective has always been lacking in interpersonal relationships, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, I'll help you. But will you go to the detective agency with me tomorrow?"

Seeing Ryoma's stiff expression for a moment, Edogawa pointed at him in disorder, "I can't escape."

"I didn't run away." Ryoma gently knocked off Edogawa Ranpo's hand, "I was just thinking about how to face everyone."

"That's easy to say."

At night, Ranpo Edogawa and Ryoma lay in bed after taking a bath.

The bed in Ranbu's house is big, and with the cool breeze at night, it is not very hot.

Looking at the moonlight leaping into the room outside the window, it seemed like returning to the days when we were carefree five years ago, eating snacks and watching TV together.

The two faced each other, silent for a moment, the sound of cicadas outside the window came into the room.

The silent atmosphere was suddenly broken.

"Do you still have those glasses?"

Luanbu looked at the young man's dark green and slightly wet hair spread randomly on the floor, said in a low voice, and the fingers on his waist trembled slightly.

Although there were only the two of them on the entire third floor in this apartment, they still talked in a low voice, with a sense of mystery in whispering.

"I kept all the things that everyone gave me and took them to the United States."

Ryoma couldn't help smiling when he thought of the pile of presents that he often took care of in his bedroom.

Although Ranpo didn't know what life Longma had lived in the past five years, he could roughly guess it.

Five years of devil training can cultivate such a world champion.

"Playing tennis is very tiring, why don't you come back and handle the case with a famous detective."

Luanbu looked at the moonlight pouring on the thin quilt they were covering, and suggested in a low voice.

Playing tennis is tiring.

very tired.

But very happy.

"It's very tiring." Ryoma nodded, "But we have to wait."

"Wait until you win the US Open this time?"

Luanbu continued to ask, persistently trying to find an answer to this question.

A sudden silence enveloped the room.

"Okay, Lord Ranpo knows."

After talking in disorder, he changed the subject abruptly, "We will watch every game of yours, of course I was dragged by Xie Ye to watch."

After all, he clutched the bed sheet aggrievedly, "The president actually installed a small TV in the detective agency to broadcast every game live. It's too disgusting."

Is it so grand?

In the dark night, Ryoma's earlobe was slightly red, and he didn't expect everyone to attach so much importance to him.

"So I'm back."

"You still know how to come back." Luanbu spat out with a poisonous tongue.

"Hey, Mr. Ranpo." Ryoma glanced at Edogawa Ranpo.

"You want to win the world championship, I bet you will win the world championship, don't let the famous detective down."

Edogawa Ranpo yelled in a low voice, stretching out his fist from under the thin quilt to look at Ryoma.

Ryoma also clenched his fist.

The two fists collided heavily.

"I will, don't underestimate me."

In the early hours of the morning, Ryoma, who rarely woke up, took a look at Luanbu who was still asleep, and touched his mobile phone.

2:39

Information on the screen stands out.

It is from Teacher Zhongyuan.

【came back? 】