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Arasuke smiled and nodded, "Then what did you see, Edogawa?"

"Call me Ranbu-sama!"

"Okay," Huang Jie changed his words naturally, "Master Ranpo, what did you see?"

The wind chimes at the door jingled, Nakahara Nakaya walked over with a floral fragrance, his cobalt blue eyes swept across the coffee shop, and his eyes fixed on Rakusuke's side, and strode over, the hem of the black suit coat rolled with the movement Like the wind and waves, "Zhongye, the leader is looking for you."

Arasuke raised his head, "Can you wait?"

Edogawa Ranpo greeted Nakahara Chuya, "Hat-sama, you are here!"

"Ah? Ah." Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little confused why an important member of the hostile force would greet him so enthusiastically, but he also responded well, "Did I bother you to chat?"

Arasuke nodded, "It's a little disturbing, I'm waiting for Ranpo-sama's reasoning result."

"Huh? Sorry."

Zhong Yuan also apologized sincerely.

Edogawa Ranpo crossed his arms in front of his chest, "Although it has been covered up too much, the clues you have shown are enough!"

Edogawa pushed his glasses at a random pace, stood up, and the bgm sounded in response to the scene, and Arasuke couldn't help looking at the speaker next to him. The waitress showed an embarrassed smile, and turned up the sound of the speaker again in her hand Spend.The cloak behind Edogawa Ranpo raised up and trembled, Arasuke looked away, but saw Nakahara Chuya's eyes drifting, and looked closely at Edogawa Ranpo's clothes, which were controlled by Nakahara Chuya's superhuman ability Wind automatic effect.

Kiyoki Arasuke: ...

"So, you should be dead!" Edogawa Ranpo said, "Although I don't know why you can still move freely, run and jump, but I already know that you are dead. You are just an unwilling soul wandering in the world."

Nakahara Chuya's expression remained unchanged, as if he already knew about this matter, and he still naturally used his special ability to create special effects for Edogawa Ranpo.

Arasuke raised his hand, Edogawa ranpo asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you see anything else?" Arasuke asked, "For example, who am I?"

Edogawa Ranpo took off his glasses, the waitress turned off the stereo and took them away, and Nakahara took back his supernatural power as if nothing had happened.

Edogawa shook his head in disorder, "It's all covered up, covered by a cloud of fog or something, it's terrible!"

Arasuke rubbed Edogawa Ranpo's hair, to be honest, he wanted to rub it a long time ago, "Well, Ranpo-sama is already very powerful! If it were me, I would never be able to see so much, really As expected of Mr. Detective No.1 in the world!"

Edogawa Luanbu slapped Aransuke's troublesome hand on his head, looked at Arasuke thoughtfully, "Are you going to die?"

Nakahara Nakaya looked at Aranosuke and wanted to say something, but he still didn't speak.

"No," Huang Jie shook his head, "I'm already dead. At that time, I just wanted to go to another place."

Arasuke looked at Chuya Nakahara, "Chuya, come with me for a while, don't worry about Rintarou for now, let's go to Aomori together."

The orange-haired young man lowered his eyes, the sun shining on him through the window, "I want to go there and have a look."

Edogawa straightened up in disorder, and looked at him with his face propped up on one hand.Zhong Yuanzhong nodded and agreed without hesitation, "Let's go now? I came here by bike."

Edogawa Luanbo raised his hand and asked the waitress to come over to pack, and said naturally, "My bill is on your cadres~"

Arasuke took out a tissue to tidy himself up, and said goodbye to Ranpo Edogawa with a serious smile, "Goodbye, Mr. Detective."

Edogawa Ranpo also said, "Goodbye, Mr. Sheep."

Arasuke and Nakahara Nakaya walked out of the coffee shop, and Nakahara Nakaya nodded in the direction of the locomotive, "I'll drive one out, shall I drive it or you?"

"You do it."

Nakahara Chuya straddled up, and Arashiya followed, hugging Nakahara Chuya's waist with both hands, and sighed in his heart: "It's so thin!"

Chuya Nakahara adjusted his direction and drove towards Aomori. They were flying on the ground, and a ringing sound came from Chuya Nakahara's pocket. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and hung up without seeing the caller ID, and then turned off the phone. Throw it in your pocket.

Inexplicably, Arasuke hugged Nakahara Chuya's waist, bent his back slightly, and rested his forehead on his short and thin but very secure back, and suddenly had the urge to call "geigei".

No, absolutely not, calm down.

Araki reflected on himself.

They flew close to the ground and the surface of tall buildings defying gravity all the way until they arrived in Aomori, where they stopped in front of a slightly dilapidated shrine. Chuya Nakahara twisted his neck and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Ah," the orange-haired youth nodded, "As expected of Chuya, this is what I was thinking of."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hooked his lips, got out of the car and came to the entrance of the shrine, "It seems that there are not even priests here."

"After all, it's a small shrine," said the orange-haired youth, "and you, as the 'Rage God' here, don't come to visit the believers at all, so it's totally understandable that there are few people here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand and pressed his hat, "I'm just a safety device for the human world, not a god."

While talking, they entered the shrine, and they could faintly smell the smell of burning spices at the tip of their noses. Nakahara asked, "Do you want to go to the tree?"

Nakahara is also talking about a big tree in the courtyard of the shrine. It can be seen that it is already a very old tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the roots are deeply rooted in the ground. It is not so much that this tree belongs to the shrine. It is said that this tree and this shrine survive together.

Huang Jie walked over and looked up at the tree, and gently pressed his scarred palm on the trunk. The branches of this tree were covered with red silk and satin, and the silk and satin were full of people's thoughts and wishes. When it blew past, the leaves and the red silk fluttered together, a few footsteps came from the wooden corridor, and a voice sounded hesitantly, "... who are you?"

The orange-haired young man turned his head and saw a little girl wearing a maiden costume, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. Zhongya Nakahara pointed his index finger at the girl and put it on his lips. Run on tiptoe to see them.

"Did the Rage God come to see us?"

The little witch looked at the two identical faces and asked.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the orange-haired youth and shrugged, meaning that you will solve it.The orange-haired youth withdrew his hand and walked to the witch, and smiled at her, "Can you keep it a secret? We just came to visit you quietly."

While speaking, the orange-haired young man stretched out his unscarred hand towards the witch, and lightly tapped her forehead with her fingertips. There were dark red lines quietly imprinted on the witch's forehead. The girl curiously raised her hand and touched the slightly hot spot. Position, "Is it the mark given by the gods?"

The orange-haired youth smiled and said, "No, it's a curse. If you don't keep it secret, you will die immediately."

The witch stared wide-eyed, covered her forehead with her hands, and took two steps back, "!"

Nakahara Chuya stood beside the orange-haired youth and winked at the witch, "If you keep it secret well, this is a blessing."

The two people with the same face as twins sang together and spoke so seriously that the witch almost swore to God that she would keep it secret, and then asked with sparkling eyes, "Master Ragegami, are you twins?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said, "I'm not Rage God, the one next to me is."

The orange-haired youth said, "I'm not the Rage God here, but the one next to me."

Miko:? ? ?

Huang Jie raised his hand to touch his hair, and he touched the lamb hair rope that Zhong Yuanzhong also tied for him, so he simply straightened the hair rope down, and the long hair was immediately spread on his back as thick as wool, and Huang Jie put the hair rope on his back. Throw it to Chuya Zhongyuan, "Return it to you, and keep it as a souvenir."

"Leave now?"

Arasuke nodded, and gradually disintegrated into flying ash from the fingertips. The witch covered her mouth with her hands to suppress the exclamation, and Nakahara also wrapped the hair rope around her right wrist, "Don't you want to see more?"

Arasuke shook his head, "Chuya, you know us," he exhaled softly, covered the beating heart, and said with a smile, "Rin Taro is right, obedient children can be realized Wish, I'm already tired."

As if an invisible eraser was erasing the traces of his existence, Rakusuke, who began to crumble into fly ash from the edge, said to Nakahara Nakaya with a smile, "Thank you, Nakaya, such a possibility is really great. Great! Remember to take good care of the flowers in the yard, I really want to see the sunflowers bloom again."

The orange-haired and blue-eyed young man sighed, the wind blew past, and just dissipated in the courtyard of the shrine. Nakahara Nakaya flicked the hair rope on his right wrist with his left finger, and said to the empty courtyard with a smile, "I know I will take good care of those flowers."

The witch asked cautiously, "Is he dead?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head and smiled at the girl, "No, he went to find his Sunflower."

The witch's eyes were bright, "Can Lord Rage God find it? I know where there are sunflowers here!"

"It can be found," Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked towards the door with certainty, "he will find it."

The witch tilted her head, watching the god she believed in leave the shrine step by step. The girl thought for a while, found a red ribbon, brought a ladder, and stepped on the ladder to tie a knot on the branch, clasped her hands together , ignorantly said in his heart, "Lord Rage God, don't get lost!"