fall in love with chaos

I remember that elementary school always asked people to write the composition "My xx".

If it were now, I would definitely write Luanbu.

How clingy, entangled and willful the whole article is written.

In the past, dysmenorrhea was spent in the dormitory when there was no class, no one disturbed, and I just lay down for a whole day.

Who knew that now he was being haunted for his life, saying that he was afraid that I would catch a cold, but what he was doing was sticking between his lover.

Even the next day, it was sticky together. I woke up early, washed up and ate porridge. Lying on the bed, I did start to feel hot. I grabbed my ears to keep Luanbu away, breathless and said, "You...you won't work. ?"

Luanbu's face was blushing, and the hot air he exhaled was like fog, creating a beautiful scenery between us.

"don't want……"

Rejecting it outright, I had the feeling that I had been lured into the center of the Armed Detective Agency for a moment.

"Isn't Peach Jam cold? Isn't it easier to get cold during menstrual period?" Luanbu changed the topic, and then he slid into my clothes under the quilt, his palms warmed up somehow, and his body temperature was much higher than mine. The friction brought a burst of warmth.

I just remembered the work problem, and now I can't squeeze out my thoughts to think about it.

For a long time, I touched my stomach, Luanbu is usually far away from physiological knowledge, and has never been close to any girls. The current self-teaching or private learning is just to please and worry, and has inner selfish desires.

Pressing it out of curiosity, I frowned.

"Ah... why are you kicking me, Tao Jiang! Wait... wait!" Luanbu almost rolled out of bed all at once.

Me: "Don't press my stomach! It's already uncomfortable."

"But I think Tanizaki and the others are like this..." Ranbu felt aggrieved.

I was taken aback...

Tanizaki... Oh, it seems like a brother and sister from a detective agency?

I was lazy to argue: "Anyway, don't press it."

The room fell silent.

After a while, Luanbu slowly climbed onto the bed and rubbed over.

I was hugged again, and in my memory, I have never been away from it for the past few days.

Me: "Luanbu, you are so clingy..."

Luanbu didn't care about the erratic complaints, a slight sound of comfort and satisfaction came out of his throat, and he hummed and chirped for a while as a coquettish response.

In the afternoon, Qingtao fell asleep completely, and got used to it after sticking with Luanbu for a long time.

The young man stared at it for an unknown how long.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set and the red color of the setting sun shone into the room that Luan Bu finally let go of his lover.

Then there was the sound of closing, and there was no one around the sleeping girl.

……

The damp and dirty alley is the place where Qingtao was kidnapped some time ago.

The detective quickened his pace impatiently.

The dilapidated building was kicked away, completely scrapped, and smashed on the concrete floor with a bang, creating countless cracks.

have what……

Something is not found.

Edogawa frowned at random steps, his emerald green eyes looked at every corner slowly and heavily.

It is easy to miss clues when you first come, and you will be restless, so you must come to investigate in person.

Broken tape recorders, black walls, and rotten hemp ropes.

Countless information was collected, reorganized, and constructed in the detective's mind, and soon the original scene seemed to resurface in his mind.

How to be threatened to advance, carefully pushed away.

The detective approached the wall of the entrance. There was a black hair entangled in the discarded picture frame on the wall. He took it off and put it in front of his eyes.

Zaijin staggered a step, and a hair caught by the picture frame, but the atmosphere was dangerous and tense, so he didn't notice it.

Luan Bu put his black hair into his pocket without any clue, and turned around, the coagulated blood remained quietly on the ground, mottled.

It was the first time Qingtao hurt someone.

Luanbu felt irritable, feeling distressed for his lover and jealous of his first title.

It's really childlike possessiveness, there is no reason at all, and even this will feel a little bit jealous.

Just like Katsumura has always been among them, at first he felt distressed, but in the end it turned into dissatisfaction.

No matter what, it always occupies Qingtao's mind, and when she thinks about it, she feels bored.

Walking randomly to the window, the window frame does not fit the glass, and it is easy to be blown by the wind, and the eyes carelessly glance at every detail.

The inmate dared to touch the pulled hair before he even had time to kiss her.

There was a small piece of bent tinfoil on the bloodstain, which was run over by the detective without hesitation, and immediately made a crisp sound under his feet, and then was slowly crushed flat.

The bloodstains did not stain the soles of the shoes because they had dried up.

Luanbu bent down to pick up the rope.

Qing Tao broke free.

Can any knot be undone... No, no.

Luanbu twisted the thick rope carefully.

The meticulous reasoning brain immediately refuted.

Not every kind. If you tie your hands behind your back, wrap the rope a few times, and then tie the rope around your elbows to get closer to the elbows, you will not be able to break free.

The detective straightened the rope, and there was no break.

There were blood spots on the stairs, which were left by the prisoner when he went up. Now the detective's shoes stepped on them, and the stairs made a slight sound.

The one on the second floor was opened, and fragments of the tape recorder moved away at a glance.

Until the red-stained knife appeared in sight, his cold green eyes narrowed slightly, and he bent down to wrap it tightly with the handkerchief he brought from home.

The knife is not big. The detectives who have confronted countless criminals all the year round have seen bombs, submachine guns, and sniper rifles. Even the knife is extremely fierce. Cutting human flesh is like cutting a piece of tender tofu.

But still hidden in the clothes.

In this space, apart from the traces of Qingtao and the prisoner, and the traces of trying to kill the prisoner, there are only the intimate memories of the detective and his lover.

Detectives used to be able to solve the case in a few minutes, but this time they took it easy, went through it carefully, and left after confirming that there were no factors that affected Qing Tao's psychology.

In the dark night, the moon hangs the curtain, and the armed detective agency is reopened.

The rest of the people got off work and left early. The silver-haired boy stayed here, and when he heard the voice, he rushed forward and said hurriedly: "Mr. Luanbu, you are finally here! We...how soon will we be handed over to the police station? Yes..."

The prisoner is being locked up in a room of the detective agency.Yes, not executed, but taken halfway by the detective agency.

It's Luanpo's idea, and the others' default.

They were not pure and kind people, and everyone was angry when the prisoner hurt someone related to the detective agency.

Atsushi Nakajima paused, his purple-yellow eyes slightly lowered, and his voice lowered: "Yes, we can solve it ourselves?"

"No, Tao Jiang will go to the court to see the execution result in a few days." Luanbu smiled.

"So...how soon will we hand it over?"

Luanbu opened it: "Tomorrow. Thanks for your hard work, Dunjun, keep watch."

Atsushi Nakajima shyly said: "No, it's not because I'm afraid of starving to death..."

Or be played to death by the detective agency.Atsushi Nakajima has a close heart.

Luanbu looked into the room, the man who was also tied up with hemp rope was unconscious or lethargic.

The sound of the voice woke the man up. Seeing that the detective had long since lost his former hatred and disdain, he tearfully begged for mercy: "I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Luanbu was silent.

Atsushi Nakajima carefully glanced at the detective's face, never seen such a look.

Ping has a cunning move like a willful cat, and Detective has an extremely arrogant hooked lips. I have never seen such a icy and cold expression.

"I wanted to pull your hair at first, but I'll let it go if I want to touch the peach sauce later." Luanbu spoke surprisingly, but he didn't seem to notice, "I won't hurt you, I won't kill you. There's no way, Qingtao..."

The last words fell between his lips.

The man calmed down a little, and then he heard the detective leaning down and whispering calmly in his ear: "I can help you find the child you threw away, how about it?"

The man gasped for breath.

"How about I help the police find the bones of that innocent, unidentified person you killed a few years ago?"

The man's lips trembled: "No..."

The crimes and punishments are constantly increasing, thinking that the clothes are perfect, and disapproving of the current sentence——

There will always be escape, not to mention that so many crimes need to be borne for a small amount, and the rest will not be discovered, it is a profit.

Luanbu's emerald green eyes were astonishingly bright under the dim light, and the coldness made people tremble: "I want you to stay in prison for the rest of your life."

While the man was trembling, he straightened up and returned to his lazy posture: "It's just you asking for it. The criminal is so stupid. I caught him right away. It's boring."

Turning around and leaving without hesitation, Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback and hurriedly followed.

"Then let the police take him away tomorrow?"

"Hmm..." Luanbu said, "By the way, I have included the evidence. Others' investigation is too slow and direct."

"As expected of Mr. Ranpo!" Nakajima Atsushi's eyes lit up, "Even a few years ago, he can detect it!"

"Hmm... because the buildings are left behind, and there are many evidences left behind." Luanbu said lightly.

Atsushi Nakajima admired: "It's super powerful!"

"Yeah, of course." Luanbu smiled.

The lights of the Armed Detective Agency were turned off, blending into the night.

I woke up with no one around me, and got out of bed in a daze.

Very hungry……

I just realized that it was already dark outside, and I don't know where Luanbu went.

I opened the refrigerator and it was full of food.

Looks like Ranpo is replenishing frequently...

I took a rice ball, which happened to be my favorite filling, and heated it in the microwave.

The entrance was opened by a key.

I was taking a bite out of the rice balls, and walked into the kitchen in disorder: "Ah, you steal the peach sauce!"

"No way!"

He leaned closer, hugged my waist with a smile, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against mine, with the familiar stickiness.

"I want to eat." Luanbu acted softly.

I can……"

I took a bite of the rice ball I was holding up, and laughed when I didn't swallow it.

Me: "Why? What are you laughing at..."

Swallowing indiscriminately, without eating, the ball came closer and rubbed my right cheek with his cheek, "It's nothing, I'm happy."

I:"……"

I seemed to smell a faint smell of blood on my body, but the expression of Luanbu's smile remained unchanged, and I couldn't smell it in the next second, so I gave up.

When I came back, I was sticky to people anywhere, I held up the rice balls and refused to eat: "You don't like this taste, don't you?"

"Qingtao, have you forgotten that you are not taller than me?" Ranbu easily grabbed my wrist and said with a smile.

"Humph……"

Clingy to the living room, even sniffing my hair like a puppy: "Same shampoo as me."

I tilted my head, because I was unexpectedly kissed on the side of my hair, and the kiss was a little hard, so I was forced to tilt my head in a daze.

I have to endure the stickiness and intimacy while eating a rice ball. I couldn't help it, and used the palm of my hand to push Luanbu away: "Don't disturb my meal! You are hungry and eat hot rice balls."

Luanbu's face was pushed out by me, and he said inarticulately: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"