Healing Vest Essence

When the flying bird fell into the sea, it stirred up a white spray, which was then covered by the choppy and surging waves.

Without the slightest preparation—or maybe it should be said that he jumped into the sea with the determination to die, [Edogawa Ranpo]'s mouth, ears and nose were instantly filled with seawater, and he opened his mouth to absorb oxygen out of instinct, but was choked repeatedly There were several mouthfuls of sea water, and the eyes were irritated, tears flowed as soon as they opened them, mixed with the blue sea water with some turbidity, and it was impossible to distinguish each other.

【Edogawa Ranpo】I'm not good at swimming at all, let alone relying on my own ability to find a chance of survival in this stormy sea. This is a whimsical thing.

[Edogawa Ranpo] Floating and sinking with the waves.

The air pressure at the bottom of the water squeezes the lungs, and the little oxygen turns into a series of bubbles spit out from the lips, and the sea water takes away the heat stored in the body bit by bit, which makes [Edogawa Ranpo] start I shuddered.

The gradual loss of body temperature in the cold reminded him of the dead Silver Wolf Swordsman, his most respected elder.

So far, [Edogawa Ranpo] had a faint smile on his mouth, and the instinctive fear of death disappeared.

——If we die together on this day, then no one can separate us.

Right, President.

【Edogawa Ranpo】Holding Fukuzawa Yukichi's sword tightly, as if returning to his mother's arms, his body slowly relaxed in the sea, and his consciousness fell asleep in the darkness for a moment.

It seems that there will never be a time to see the light again.

Unfortunately it backfired.

[Edogawa Ranpo] When he woke up again, he was lying on the hospital bed.

The white ceiling, the unpleasant smell of disinfectant, and the discomfort from every part of his body reminded him that everything was not a dream before, but he, who was determined to die, was rescued.

Before he had time to shed tears, mourning the death of Fukuzawa Yukichi, the detective suddenly remembered something and pulled out the infusion needle abruptly.

The needle sucked some blood back into the tube, which can be used for [Edogawa Ranpo] who hates pain and is almost unbearable to pain. For the first time, instead of being coquettish or yelling in pain, he jumped out of the bed and put on it quickly. Put on your shoes, even if you haven't put them on, you still open the door regardless, wanting to run out directly.

If it wasn't for the Supernatural Secret Service Division who rescued the famous detective, there were still people in charge of taking care of [Edogawa Ranpo], waiting outside the ward, I am afraid that with his temper, he would really have to run back to the Armed Detective Agency all by himself without stopping up.

"Why are you stopping me?" [Edogawa Ranpo] had an irritable and uneasy expression on his face, he had clearly seen where the two people in suits and looking like civil servants in front of him came from , "Master Ranpo still has important things to do, I have to go back to the Armed Detective Agency!"

"Mr. Ranpo, let's go back to the room and rest first." A younger man did not respond to [Edogawa Ranpo]'s words, but resolutely stretched out his hand to block the door, begging him to go back.

Just when [Edogawa Ranpo] was about to start a conflict with two staff members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, a Qingyue male voice came from not far away.

"Please wait, Mr. Ranpo."

It was a black-haired man in a reddish-brown suit with a capable and calm appearance, a pair of round-frame glasses on his nose, and a beauty spot on the corner of his mouth.

Sakaguchi Ango's eyes sparkled, he stared at this famous detective who was well-known in Yokohama and even in the whole of Japan.

His face was pale from a serious illness, but his blue eyes danced like fireworks, burning with the vitality from the soul, transparent, fragile, dazed, anxious...Emotions are too complicated, even Ango Sakaguchi can't It's hard to tell.

I already guessed it, Mr. Ranpo——Ango Sakaguchi let out a heavy sigh in his heart, looking at the slightly chapped lips, waiting for the judgment of the gods, feeling uneasy, desperate but unwilling to give up a glimmer of hope [Edogawa random step].

The gray-black pupils hidden behind the glasses closed for a moment unbearably, and Ango Sakaguchi's lips moved slightly, finally making up his mind.

"I'm afraid . . . you will never go back, Mr. Ranpo."

Those blue eyes seemed to be raining, [Edogawa Ranpo] showed a smile uglier than crying, like a lost child, longing for Ango Sakaguchi, begging the gods not to give up on him, even for a A little pity is fine: "Tell me, this is a nightmare, right?"

"As long as, as long as I wake up, everything will be the same as before, right..."

"Please, don't, don't deny it...no...uh, it's all deceitful..."

"...They're all liars."

The black-haired youth cried and knelt down, hugging himself tightly.

Ango Sakaguchi also squatted down slowly, showing his respect for [Edogawa Ranpo] with a head-to-head posture, even if the famous detective in front of him had lost his shelter and became a distressed, homeless Returning person: "Are you...going to see them?"

"Today, they will arrange for the burial."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's death was just the beginning of this nightmare.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division has collected all the information on the destruction of the Armed Detective Agency.

Seeking longevity, acting boldly, trying to reverse life and death, and controlling the life and death of everyone like a god, the black organization came to Yokohama with the lure and assistance of Fyodor Dostoevsky and found an armed detective agency.

When Dostoevsky passed the information to the Black Organization, he cunningly concealed the information that he and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko joined forces to activate the ability.

The target of the black organization is the undead angel Yosano Akiko who has the healing ability "Please don't die".

Before the crows arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, the white mist invaded the office silently. There are only two of them left in the detective agency.Unlike the situation of most people with supernatural powers, the supernatural powers lost by the people of the Armed Detective Agency did not stay in place.

Before Yosano Akiko, Kunikida Doppo and the others followed the supernatural body out, they only heard that the doors and windows were violently destroyed by guns/fire. This group of illegal people who came here for no reason, even ignored the ordinary people inside and mobilized/ Shut down the gun and shoot.

Yosano Akiko, who has been on the battlefield and has a certain physical ability, and Kunikida Doppo, who has learned from Fukuzawa Yukichi, had to deal with these enemies first.

A battle begins.

The long silver-haired man in black and the loyal big man fought with them in close combat. During the period, the short-haired woman with a butterfly tattoo near her eyes and the agile, taciturn man combined, aiming at the limbs from a distance from time to time and shooting coldly.

The gap in firearms and snipers made Yosano Akiko and the others weak. After all, one side was well prepared and fully armed, while the other side was in a hurry to defend and counterattack.

And when the enhanced version of hypnotic gas was suddenly thrown over, although the vigilant two held their breath quickly, they still missed the opportunity and accidentally inhaled the gas and passed out.

The people sent by the organization in black didn't know that Yosano Akiko and the others had been stripped of their supernatural powers, and they still injected/injected into their bodies the dose of neurotoxin suitable for the physique of supernatural beings.

The deaths of Akiko Yosano and Doppo Kunikida happened so dramatically. The black organization wanted to paralyze them, but unexpectedly, they used too much, which directly led to their deaths.

The organization in black who discovered the death of the target person did not stop doing anything, and left the office quickly, detonating the bomb/bomb before leaving.

The entire armed detective agency was destroyed, and no one survived due to the powerful destructive force and the burning fire behind.

Not even the body was left behind.

Armed Detective Agency, only their soul character, 【Edogawa Ranpo】is left.

It is often said that without [Edogawa Ranpo], there would be no armed detective agency.But they also knew that without an armed detective agency, [Edogawa Ranpo] would no longer be [Edogawa Ranpo].

The battle of trapped beasts.

Only [Edogawa Ranpo] knew that he was forever trapped in the nightmare of that day, trapped in the desire for revenge.

How sweet and joyful it was in the past, how desperate and painful it is now.

The little prince no longer has the knights he loves passionately and also enjoys the infinite love of the other party.

The little planet belonging to him collapsed suddenly, becoming a piece of history that will eventually be passed by the world, and becoming an annihilated speck of dust in the universe.

No one will come back.

revenge.

He wants to drink the flesh and blood of his enemies without end.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Black Organization...

Since then, [Edogawa Ranpo] has been forced by fate to embark on a road that has never been related and is completely opposite to the light.

Involuntarily.

[Edogawa Ranpo] You must choose a temporary shelter that can give him the power of revenge. He provides his own wisdom, and the other party offers strength and power.

【Edogawa Ranpo】I will neither choose PortMafia who controls the night—even though his soul is owned by Nemesis, but this is definitely not what Fukuzawa Yukichi and the others hope to see—nor choose the dragon war One of the culprits, the Supernatural Secret Service Division, if they hadn't made a stupid decision and believed that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko could be controlled, how could such a thing have happened... They also killed everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.

[Edogawa Ranpo] He had no choice but to leave Yokohama, the city where the people he loved were buried, and go to Tokyo.

After three months of training, he joined the Japanese police public security, a government agency that also tracked the black organization, under the recommendation of the chief of the field, and became a consultant for the zero group.

At the beginning, the public security personnel were very unconvinced, but after [Edogawa Ranpo] cracked several bad cases with amazing ability, and pulled out a few nails planted by international criminal organizations at the top of the government, they quickly turned to admiration and worship.

However, they found that no matter how much they wanted to get closer to this famous detective—now it should be said that he was a public security lord [Edogawa Ranpo], the other party would obviously distance himself and would not have further contact with them. come and go.

[Edogawa Ranpo] In the end I was scared.

Even though he knew that Dostoevsky's words were lies and the other party's target was not him at all, the death of everyone in the Armed Detective Agency still became his nightmare, a demon that could not be eradicated in his heart.

If, if everyone in the Armed Detective Agency hadn't met themselves, would they have survived?

[Edogawa Ranpo] I feel like a disaster, bringing death to those close to me, such as my father and mother, the president, and Dr. Yosano.

There is no need for an armed detective agency anymore.

After all, he is not a little prince, there will be no knights.

The [Edogawa Ranpo] in the memory began to change, and it changed in the direction of the [Edogawa Ranpo] in the impression of everyone today.

He replaced his favorite Sherlock Holmes-style detective suit, which Fukuzawa Yukichi handpicked for him, and put on the light blue police suit.

In the knockdowns, he has developed a skill that is much stronger than that of the elite police officers, and his arrogant and cheerful personality has gradually transformed into smooth and patient.The proud Mr. Ranbu was still worn away, like a piece of white paper dyed with other colors. His thinking mode is not good at calculating people, and he has also learned to plan conspiracies and tricks.

This is [Edogawa Ranpo] who can only rely on himself.

He no longer cried, no longer trembled at night trying to find Fukuzawa Yukichi, and no longer laughed.

[Edogawa Ranpo] Ango Sakaguchi, who is dubbed a "robot" in the special agent department, is more like a humanoid.

Over the past few years, he has conducted investigations day and night, using various means to expose the undercover agents of the black organizations in major intelligence agencies around the world, and ruthlessly eradicated the high-level moths in the country's operating machinery.

If it weren't for the genes that his parents gave him with thick black hair, he could guarantee his own hairline, and he would most likely be as worrying as Ango Sakaguchi.

[Edogawa Ranpo] It's rare to make a bad joke for myself.

He knows where the limit of his body is, and if he exceeds that threshold, he will definitely fall down on the road of revenge in advance, so [Edogawa Ranpo] will not squeeze himself too much, but it is limited to this.

[Edogawa Ranpo] I know that I will die earlier than everyone else except my enemies.

After he jumped into the water that time, because he didn't receive timely treatment, and he didn't have the willingness to cooperate with the treatment, his body suffered from the root cause of the disease, a troublesome but curable lung disease—if he hadn't worked so desperately.It's a pity that [Edogawa Ranpo] chose to burn his own life in exchange for a revengeful ending. His lung disease has become more and more serious, and it is now incurable.

If he does not come to another time and space, he will face the final blooming period, and then die as he wishes.

...So, what now?

Yazawa Haruto, who had a synchronization rate of 90.00%, looked up.

The silver-haired man was right in front of him, calling his name softly, trying to wake him up from the nightmare, the anxiety in his eyes could be clearly seen by anyone.

Facing this injured child, Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't know what to do. He wanted to give him a hug, but he was afraid that he would scare him.

[Edogawa Ranpo] I dare not, and I don't want to refuse.

"Random steps," Fukuzawa Yukichi softened his face, and gently wiped away the tears of the black-haired young man who was weeping in a daze with his big hands covered in thick calluses, "Don't cry."

Fukuzawa Yukichi has never been a romantic and eloquent person. On the contrary, he was born in a traditional family, received traditional education and ideas, and shaped a rigid, honest and selfless swordsman.

He is not good at modifying language, but he also knows how to be warm and straightforward.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't want to see [Edogawa Ranpo] cry.

He always hoped that his children would be happy all the time, and their blue eyes would always be clear without any haze.

——"As long as you are willing to stay, I will not leave."

--"forever."

Fukuzawa Yukichi promised so.