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Mr. Detective followed Chuya Nakahara to Chuya Nakahara's residence.

It was a small villa with a yard full of sunflowers. When the wind blows, those flowers sway along with it, like a golden ocean.

"Wow," the detective exclaimed, stopping and looking at the flowers, "you take good care of these flowers."

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also took a look, and raised the corners of his lips, "That's our flower," when he said this, an orange figure appeared in Zhongyuan Zhongye's mind, as if standing The courtyard was swayed by the wind, and the long hair as thick as wool also swayed and swayed with the master's movements, "Me and Zhongye's flower."

"It seems that Mr. Hat is living a good life here~"

Mr. Detective threw himself on the seat, skillfully found the most comfortable position, and nestled himself in it with ease. Because of the restless movement, the detective's hair became messy. Nakahara also bent down to tidy up his surroundings, and passed by the black clothes Detective Mr. Shi couldn't help but sighed, and told the detective not to move around, "I'll tidy it up for you, don't move around, just talk about it."

"Zhong is also very long-winded."

"Who am I doing this for, you bastard!"

The Central Plains also flicked their tongues.

Just as the detective had finished tidying his hair, Zhongya Zhongya's cell phone rang. The detective pulled Chuya Zhongya's arm and pressed the connect button. Before Zhongya Zhongya opened his mouth, he spoke to the phone and said, "Mr. Mori!"

There was a hint of weakness in Zhongyuan Zhongye's steady voice, "Boss."

Mori Ogai sighed, "I told you not to call him 'boss'... Good evening, Ranpo-kun."

The detective sneered unceremoniously, "Isn't Ms. Ozaki also called 'big sister'? Resign yourself to your fate, Mr. Mori, that's how it is!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes vaguely.

"Boss, Edogawa Ranpo has received the call. I will go to the chief's office with him to meet you at work tomorrow." Nakahara Chuya pressed the detective's head, "Also, Fukuzawa Yukichi from the Armed Detective Agency is temporarily missing. "

Mori Ogai slowly put a question mark on the opposite side.

Mr. Detective's triumphant voice came out of the phone receiver, "I did it!"

"Yes," Nakahara Nakaya said, "and before he left, he told the people from the Armed Detective Agency that he and I were partners, and that he wanted to welcome the new world."

Nakahara Chuya said in a serious tone, "Boss, I have reasonable doubts," Nakahara Chuya paused, and took the trouble to reach out and push Mr. Detective's head down again, "This Edogawa has a mental illness."

Mori Ogai hesitated to speak: "...Chuya-kun, it should be the port mafia who suddenly took the blame now, right? Do you need to take a good rest during the holiday?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also shocked: "What?! Can I have a vacation?!"

Mori Ogai:?

Mori Ogai: That’s not necessarily the case.

Mr. Detective patted Nakahara Chuya on the shoulder, "Tsk, social animal."

As he spoke, he shook his head quite heavily.

"Okay," Mori Ogai cleared his throat, bringing back the topic that had strayed, "Ranpo-kun, can you explain what you did?"

"What do you mean by the new world?"

The detective sat back in his seat, propping his chin with one hand, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his mobile phone to the outside, put it on the table, went to the kitchen to pour two glasses of water, and put one of the glasses of water in front of Mr. Detective.

"Mr. Mori," Mr. Detective did not answer Mori Ogai's question, but asked Mori Ogai another question, "How do you think 'peace' should be achieved?"

"I haven't found the best answer to this question yet, and now I only have one answer," Mori Ogai's voice played by the phone carried an indistinct faint sound of electric current, and perhaps the sound of wind, "that is balance."

"Do not."

The detective calmly denies.

"The balance cannot be a long-term balance. Peace should be that everyone's wishes come true, everyone's happiness is achieved, and everyone——!"

"All live happily in a peaceful world."

"Dirty, malicious, not good, should not exist..."

The detective said, "Master Ranpo will all be wiped out."

From another world, bruised and bruised, planning everything, with extreme wisdom and absolute force, the detective who turned Yokohama and the whole of Japan together laughed, with a sweet and gentle voice, "Master Ranpo will do it, no matter which world it is, Master Ranpo will save."

"Ah," exclaimed the detective, "how great."

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes without any concealment.

The detective accused dissatisfiedly: "Zhongye, I saw it!"

"Oh, that's really embarrassing."

Zhong Yuanzhong also apologized without sincerity.

"If that's the case, Ranpo-kun, you know that the port mafia won't stand by, and Yokohama is not a piece of paper you scribble on."

"Yokohama is not," the detective smiled, with inexplicable malice, "but 'Book' is."

Nakahara Chuya said, "I'm not your Nakahara Chuya, and I won't participate in any of your plans."

"I know, but so what?"

The detective stretched himself, took a sip of the water that Zhongyuan Zhongye poured for him,

"Who cares? I'm just in charge of the situation, as for the finishing touches,"

The detective tilted his head, "Isn't it your business?"

"If you want to protect, just go, if you want to stop, just stop."

"If you want to finish it, finish it. If you don't want to finish it, just watch it."

"Seeing the birth of a new world, for this birth

- Present the salute! "

The detective sat up and put the cup in his hand back on the table, "By the way, I am resistant to drugs, and this amount of drugs is not enough at all."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "I just tried it, and I didn't think about the effect of this medicine."

"Ah, ah, ah,"

The detective stood up and opened the door to the yard. The call on the table was still going on. At this time, there was wind, and the sunflowers swayed with the wind. The detective hummed in a low voice and stretched his arms.

"What kind of world is that?~"

"A best world~

A worst world~”

"Everything you need~

Nothing~”

The detective turned his head and smiled at Zhong Yuan Zhong,

"If you want to stop me, kill me."

The voice is as sweet as honey, the smile is soft as the spring breeze,

"In Sunflower's courtyard."

Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned against the wall, his hat and coat had been placed on the coat rack when he entered the door, and he was holding a mobile phone that showed a call in his hand, "Even if I don't kill you, you won't live long."

"The Armed Detective Agency found Yukichi Fukuzawa," Nakahara Nakaya shook his phone at the detective, "You really like storybooks, and it's in the book again."

"Do you remember the time when you were sucked into the book by the Edogawa Ranpo of this world?"

The detective laughed and asked, "It's good if you find it. Wait until dawn, it's a new story."

"A well-meaning Russian went the wrong way~"

"Traveling in Gensokyo without supernatural abilities~"

The detective rubbed Nakahara Chuya's body and walked over. It started to rain outside, and the sky was covered with a layer of black gray.

"A writer with an unshaven beard~"

"Open your eyes in the coffin~"

"The thick soil buried the writer's coffin, and the heavy tombstone pressed the writer's body~"

There was a heavy muffled sound from the phone call, as if someone quickly pushed something away and ran out in a hurry.

"Female Doctor's Butterfly Hair Accessories~"

"Countless butterflies flew out~"

There was an exclamation with Akiko Yosano during the call.

"The person who pulled out the artificial god suddenly appeared~"

"The resurrected body is as stiff as a puppet, creaking~"

"The god who wrote poetry silently was taken aback~"

Zhong Yuanzhong also changed his face.

"Look, look, look,"

The detective did not take the long umbrella placed at the entrance, and walked on the road in the rain,

"Five sewn corpses are stroking the joints on the body~"

"Listen and listen,"

"The five sewn corpses are asking~"

"Where are my bones? Where is my blood?"

"Where is the man who killed everyone?"

"Where is our companion?"

Zhong Yuan also squeezed the phone tightly, "Boss!"

"I have already sent people to their cemetery, don't worry, Chuya-kun."

Mori Ogai's voice came from the phone.

Zhong Yuan rushed into the rain with the detective behind, and the gravity kept the rain from getting close to him.

The detective was still humming, holding a black book with white inside pages.

The rain had wet his hair, and the detective seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and used his fingers to comb the hair back from his forehead, revealing his fair forehead and bright green eyes.

"You're right," the detective stopped, turned his head and said to Nakahara Nakaya, "I'm going to die! Even if I was cured by Ms. Yosano right before I died, I'm still going to die. "

"Although everything over there has been completed, and I can fully imagine the current situation over there, I really want to go and see for myself." The detective said, "I originally wanted to try here, but I have already met with Jiang. It's a pity that Togawa Ranpo agreed to a competition."

"'Books' can't afford me anymore," said the rain-drenched detective like some kind of furry animal living on the street, "so I have to pick up the pace."

"Countless foreign forces will soon attack Yokohama. What will the resuscitated dead do? The identity of the cadres of the port mafia will be exposed. What kind of reaction will Japan have?"

"The traitor is ambitious, the superior is ignorant and short-sighted, and the outsider is powerful,"

The detective said, "I was ahead of Edogawa Ranpo, so I won. You guys failed to stop me."

"Now Yokohama has become the center of the game."

The detective took out the mobile phone in his pocket and threw it towards Zhong Yuanzhong, "Master Ranbu doesn't need this, you can't take this thing to hell."

"It was a big melee," the detective imagined, "I have already stirred up the current situation, and you have half a month to prepare~"

"Oh, what a pity, I can't see it here. But I prepared a little prank for you. After all, Lord Ranpo is a bad student. When Sunflower looked up at the direction of the sun, , you can see my pranks!"

On a rainy night, the detective in black started from his fingertips, and there were countless cracks spreading all over his body, like a puppet shattered, and the pottery ashes scattered, and then were wet by the rain, fell to the ground, and merged with countless dust.

"On top of my revenge, there will eventually be a dove of peace."

The detective turned around in the rain, and the "book" was between him and Zhongya Zhongyuan.

"Maybe you don't understand, but who cares?"

Finally, the detective continued humming,

"What kind of world is that?~"

"A world full of war-

A world full of peace~"

"People have everything...

People have nothing~”

In front of Chuya Nakahara, the detective in black was walking unsteadily on the ground, gradually disintegrating step by step, starting from the fingertips and soles of his feet, and dissipating into the air bit by bit.

Edogawa Ranpo's voice came from the other end of the phone, "He is right, the situation has begun to become chaotic, and the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division have sent news that there are many supernatural riots happening all over the world tonight. Time is short, keep calm, Mr. Hat."

"I see."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hung up the phone.

When walking back, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw the sunflowers in the yard were wet by the rain, still shaking tremblingly, and then remembered the prank the detective said before leaving.

"boom--"

A huge explosion sounded, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head in horror, looking at the place where the explosion occurred,

—is the central building and armed detective agency of the Port Mafia

The phone rang again, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also answered the phone, "Please rest assured Mr. Hat, there are no casualties."

Edogawa Ranpo sighed, "It's just a prank."