On when Echizen will reveal his vest

Because Ryoma and Ranpo had to go to the detective agency, they didn't sleep for a long time.

"Anything you want to eat?"

Edogawa piled the quilt on his waist at random, and tilted his head to look at Ryoma, who was sleepy and struggling not to get up.

"Do whatever you want."

Ryoma rubbed his hair, yawned lazily, and lay down on the bed again.

Seeing this, Edogawa Ranpo didn't wake him up, but went into the kitchen in his pajamas.He is not very good at cooking, but the basics are still ok.

such as.

"Qiang Qiang, come and eat a sandwich, or I will finish eating."

Luanbu stood at the door with a ready-made sandwich sticking out his head.

There are only these simple ones.

"Understood." Ryoma stood up, put on his slippers and took the plate from Ranpo's hand.

"How is it?" Ranbu looked expectantly at the boy opposite, waiting for his evaluation of his sandwich.

Surprise flashed in Ryoma's eyes. Although it was a very simple match, he didn't expect Mr. Ranpo to do it beyond his expectations.

"good."

After all, the phone rang.

Ryoma looked apologetically at Edogawa Ranpo who was looking forward to seeing him, and connected the phone.

"Yes."

Edogawa ranpo crossed his arms and looked at the cell phone in Ryoma's hand.

Who could be calling?

Central Plains?No, I sent a text message yesterday.

Gin?impossible.

Ryoma's father?

Edogawa ran out of choices step by step.

"Are you doing an interview?"

Ryoma looked at the inexplicably contemplative Luanbu on the opposite side, and continued to reply calmly: "But I haven't been in Tokyo these days, well, it may be delayed for a few days."

Hang up the phone within a few minutes.

"Did you figure it out?" Ryoma continued to eat his sandwich, and looked at Edogawa Ranpo in a leisurely manner.

"It was exposed when you just spoke."

Edogawa Ranpo was not embarrassed by being punctured, he just ate the last bite of the sandwich, picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

Seeing this, Ryoma also quietly ate his sandwich.

However, the person on the opposite side flipped through the newspaper in his hand every two seconds, making a lot of noise, and it really couldn't attract other people's attention.

"Have you read the newspaper?"

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at Ryoma from the side of the newspaper, and said in an awkward voice, "I saw you looking at your phone last night."

"Ah."

Ryoma nodded calmly, but was a little surprised, "Did you not sleep at that time last night?"

"I was the only one who slept in the famous detective's bed before." Edogawa ranpo curled his lips.

If it is deep, it is the first time to sleep with others, and the sleep is light.

"That's it."

Ryoma nodded understandingly, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I live in the guest room. How about tidying up the guest room tonight?"

"You avoid the topic."

"Okay." Longma shrugged helplessly, and glanced at his mobile phone, "I didn't say anything, I just made an appointment with Teacher Zhongyuan."

Edogawa Ranpo also knew that was the case, nodded, and could only tell himself in his heart.

He and Ryoma are friends, and he can have his own social circle.Not to mention Nakahara Chuya, the mafia teacher.

But it still feels weird.

It feels like the problem is with me.

For the first time, the omnipotent detective was puzzled.

After the two packed up, they set off directly to the detective agency.

Looking at the young man who was standing at the door of the house and hadn't moved, Edogawa Ranpo stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "Let's go, they won't blame you."

After all, he added: "Probably."

The probability is 10%.

"understood."

The two walked on the same road as before, the river in Yokohama was still flowing quietly, and the broken sunlight shone on it.

The boy was wearing a black and white sportswear and a white baseball cap. He was pulled forward by a young man in a Sherlock Holmes detective outfit, like a 20th-century sports hero who traveled to 19th-century England.

Although it reveals a bit of weirdness, but because of the expressions of the two of them, they seem to be extraordinarily harmonious.

"Mr. Ranpo, has the detective agency changed in the past five years? Has there been any new members?"

Ryoma also grabbed Ranbu's hand, and raised his eyes to look at the person in front.

"Too many, it's a little girl named Izumi Kyoka." Edogawa Ranpo said.

Ryoma nodded, curious, "What is her supernatural power?"

"Yasha Shirayuki, Ryoma will see you then."

Edogawa Ranpo looked at the detective agency that was about to arrive and said.

"Then are you all okay these past few years?" Long Ma asked in a low voice.

No casualties?

Turning his head to look at Ryoma squarely, Luanpo solemnly shook his head, "But Ryoma will be off work again if he doesn't go in."

After finishing speaking, he strode open the door of the detective agency.

"Who do you see coming?!"

"Why is Mr. Ranpo in such a good mood today, and why is he going to work so late?"

Atsushi Nakajima held the newspaper and looked towards the door inadvertently, but unexpectedly, the newspaper fell to the ground with a "crash".

"What's the matter, Atsushi-kun." Kunikida Doppo adjusted his glasses and looked at Nakajima Atsushi who was shocked in place.

Atsushi Nakajima pointed in the direction of the door, but was speechless, "Yes... yes..."

"What's the matter?" Kunikida Doppo asked with a frown, and was stunned when he saw the person walking in.

"I'm back, everyone."

Ryoma looked at the familiar members of the detective agency, bowed, and smiled at his senior brother, Kunikida Doppo.

Unexpectedly, the detective agency suddenly fell into an embarrassing silence.

Longma glanced at Ranbu suspiciously, "Are you alright?"

Ranpo also shrugged, with a "who knows" expression on his face, he directly pulled Ryoma to sit in his seat.

Until the broadcast of the amplified voice broke the silence.

"Game over by Echizen Ryoma."

Coincidentally, what was broadcast was the video of Ryoma winning the Wimbledon championship.

"Welcome back, Ryoma."

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the table holding the remote control, shook his feet and looked at the grown-up child with squinted eyes and a smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dazai." Ryoma waved at Mr. Dazai.

I don't know if it's his illusion, he always feels that the appearance and temperament of these people in the detective agency have not changed a bit after five years.

After being interrupted by Osamu Dazai, everyone returned to normal.

"Is it Ryoma?" Atsushi Nakajima jumped over the newspaper and ran towards this side.

"It's me, Don."

Ryoma looked helplessly at Atsushi Nakajima's cheerful appearance. Unexpectedly, the white tiger became more enthusiastic, rushed over with a hug, flipped the boy's hat to the ground, and pressed it firmly into the seat. Also full of excitement, "You're finally back, and you haven't contacted us for so many years. If it wasn't for Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Dazai saying that you are fine, I would have thought something happened to you..."

Hearing this, Ryoma scratched his head without a hat in embarrassment, and coughed with fists, "So I came back."

"Finally back, we all miss you."

Atsushi Nakajima let go of the shackles, and tears even flashed in his eyes, "The president still installed a small TV here to watch your games. We have watched your three world games many times. You really Bravo."

"It's this one." Dazai Osamu kindly pointed to the TV facing Edogawa Ranpo.

This location... is really conspicuous.

"I miss you too." Ryoma patted Atsushi Nakajima on the back comfortingly.

The boy really missed him, and he kept talking while pulling him, "Everyone really misses you, especially Mr. Kunikida and the president."

"Dun Jun, go and pick up the newspaper first."

Kunikida Doppo's voice came from behind Atsushi Nakajima, the young man suddenly thought of his mission just now, so he had no choice but to answer yes, and quickly turned to pick up the newspaper.

"Ryoma." But after the enthusiastic boy left, Kunikida Doppo with a serious face appeared.

It's just that the man who is always serious is not serious at this time, the corners of his mouth tremble slightly.

"Brother, don't you want to cry too?"

Ryoma looked at Kunikida Doppo's appearance, and said tentatively.

After saying this, Kunikida Doppo's soreness disappeared, and he punched the boy on the shoulder directly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I haven't contacted you for so many years, I know how much my teacher and senior brother miss you."

"sorry."

In front of his senior brother, Longma returned to his obedient manner before, and lowered his head guiltily, "I miss you too."

"Just come back."

Kunikida Doppo patted Ryoma's shoulder, "I'll take you to see the president, he misses you very much. You watch that TV..."

"Okay, I see." Ryoma blushed and interrupted Kunikida Doppo's words.

Why can't the stalk of TV go through.

Kunikida Doppo knew how thin-skinned his junior brother was, and shook his head with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to find the teacher."

"Yeah." Ryoma nodded and turned to glance at Edogawa Ranpo.

Luanbu, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly stood up and waved at Ryoma as if letting go, "Go, go."

"I said that Ryoma will definitely come back!" Kenji Miyazawa affirmed.

"Finally grown up, I said back then that Ryoma would look good when he grows up." Clerk Haruno Kirako said.

Gu Qi Naomi echoed.

"Dun Jun, is he the dragon horse you often say?"

Quan Jinghua poked Nakajima Atsushi who was sitting next to her but couldn't hide her excitement, her voice was calm.

Atsushi Nakajima nodded heavily, "It's Ryoma, the president's student and a member of the detective agency."

After all, he looked at Quan Jinghua and whispered, "And Ryoma is still the king of colorless, with super powerful abilities."

"Is it more powerful than Dunjun?" Quan Jinghua asked curiously.

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned when he said this, thinking that Ryoma wanted to become a white tiger back then, but the little tiger who changed for a day couldn't help laughing, he waved his hand at Izumi Kyoka, "Ryoma is very powerful, and he also won world champion."

"I know." Taking a look at Atsushi Nakajima's inexplicable "proud" appearance, Izumi Kyoka also bent her mouth helplessly.

"teacher."

After Kunikida Doppo brought Ryoma in, he retreated out quietly and understandingly, and closed the door gently, giving the teacher and student some time to spend together.

"I'm back." Fukuzawa Yukichi was also very happy to see the student he had been worried about. He got up and walked in front of Ryoma, sizing up his student.

"I watched your game, and you played very well."

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at him with admiration, the student who had missed five years of growth, and said in an exceptionally gentle voice, "We must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and move on."

"Yes."

Hearing Fukuzawa Yukichi's fatherly teaching as before, Ryoma felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Teacher, don't you blame me for not contacting you in recent years?"

Ryoma couldn't help looking up at Fukuzawa Yukichi, met the middle-aged man's benevolent gaze, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Ryoma, our life is very long. Everyone can only walk with others for a while. Birth, old age, sickness and death, there are many hopeless and helpless things in the world. But we will be grateful for the time that others walked with us." Fukuzawa Yukichi said , "The teacher is also very grateful for that time."

"teacher."

Ryoma looked up at his teacher, his nose slightly sour.

"Did you see the small TV I put outside?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked suddenly, causing Ryoma to lose his skills all of a sudden.

"teacher!"