[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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There was a piece of paper taped to the door at the end of the corridor.

"Crossword puzzle?" I looked at the blurred content on the paper for two seconds, but couldn't understand it.

However, this paper is pasted on the door, it is not a mechanism, even if you can't answer it, it will not affect your entry at all.

"The first level." Edogawa Ranbu took out his glasses and opened his eyes slightly: "Mr. Boye, lend me a pen."

I handed him the pen, looked at the paper suspiciously, it was fine, but I still couldn't read it, then Edogawa Ranpo wrote the answer on the paper without any hindrance.

Are we here together?They all just glanced twice, right?As a result, one was dumbfounded, and the other saw the answer at a glance.

This may be the difference between a famous detective and me.

When I was in school, I heard a friend who was a top student described how he made papers.

Take multiple-choice questions as an example. We look at the questions, the questions, options, recall knowledge, and find key points. If you are a master, look at the questions. Choose B for this question.

IQ is something I can't envy.

After Ranpo Edogawa finished writing the answer, I opened the door, and sure enough, the piece of paper was just a piece of paper.

This first level is really crude enough.

Can people answer it instead of ignore it, all because of Mr. Detective's interest?

"Are you the one who challenged me?" Edogawa Ranpo asked.

A gloomy young man sat in the back of the room, behind the desk, his eyes were covered by too long bangs, a raccoon was lying on his shoulder, he was writing with one hand, and there was a book on the table: "It's been a long time It’s gone, Ranbu-kun, have you solved the riddle pasted on the door?”

This dress?

Covered by bangs, quiet and shy, a book writer, and a raccoon...

"Are you Mr. Po?"

When Edogawa ranpo raised the puzzle in his hand, I couldn't help asking.

Then two people in the room looked at me, one was Edogawa with dissatisfied eyes, and the other was Edgar Allan Poe, who couldn't see his eyes at all.

"Do you know us?" Poe's tone was not fluctuating: "It doesn't matter, anyway, our target enemy is only Mr. Ranbu."

This time, even the self-proclaimed one is right.

"Miss Fanny Caroline, is my friend. She mentioned you to me, Edgar Allan Poe, a great novelist." Of course, you will blush when you tease me, and you are especially prone to shyness. Did not mention.

"Miss Caroline." Edgar Allan Poe said kindly, "My novel has not been published, but a few friends have read it... Forget it, no matter what, defeating Ranbu-kun now That's what matters."

Edogawa Ranpo took off his glasses: "Now it's my turn to ask questions."

With a serious face, he leaned forward and asked, "Who are you?"

"???"

"what?"

The room was full of question marks.

Edgar Allan Poe lowered his head, as if he had been hit: "Don't you remember, it was a waste of time for me to join the union's expedition in order to stand with you."

He slapped the table, stood up, and pointed to himself: "I am Poe, a detective and a giant of wisdom."

What I pay attention to is the raccoon on his shoulder, which is so cute and looks good to touch.

Poe held out his hand: "I lost to you six years ago..."

Edogawa Ranbu interrupted him, and turned around: "Forget about telling a bedtime story, Bo Ye-kun, let's go back."

Edgar Allan Poe was in a hurry: "This is a deduction contest!"

He touched the book on the table, closed it, and picked it up: "Read this mystery novel I prepared, and deduce the truth about the serial murder case."

Edogawa Ranpo was slightly interested, and turned around with a bit of disgust on his face: "Points deducted, if you can make inferences by reading novels, then you can't be considered a detective."

Having said that, Edogawa Ranpo approached Edgar Allan Poe's desk. For his safety, I could only follow behind him, holding the shield at any time.

Edgar Allan Poe raised his lips: "I expected you to respond like this, if you can beat me."

He pushed a file bag forward: "I'll tell you about the weakness of the combination."

"It says combination stronghold, the method of capturing the white whale."

"Add one point." Edogawa Ranpo seemed to be moved, and took a few steps forward: "But why are you doing such a stupid competition."

"The combination's combat is extremely barbaric and boring, and it's the only thing in the world worthy of human admiration and admiration." Poe pointed to Edogawa Ranpo: "It's your superhuman, super reasoning."

Poe revealed a gray eye: "Did I say something wrong?"

Edogawa Ranpo was praised, and happily took the book: "Five points, let's compare."

He sat down on the chair and opened the book.

I stretched out my hand behind the chair, and then silently retracted it. I have to say that I, who was thinking about grabbing materials just now, was caught by Edgar Allan Poe's extremely barbaric connotation.

To be able to say such things, people like Edgar Allan Poe should have their own arrogance and disdain to play petty tricks. Edogawa Ranpo can get this information by himself.

As for the possibility of Edogawa Ranpo losing?

What a joke, this is more ridiculous than having an enemy that can't be dealt with by two blacks.

After I leaned over to the chair, I read the contents of the book.

"The beginning of the story is like this. On a certain night in a certain era, several tourists were trapped in the mansion by a snowstorm, but they could only flow for one night. As the protagonist of the private detective, because of the strange noise coming from the room, woke up..."

As his words fell, the book Edogawa Ranpo was holding exuded a golden light.

Can't move!

This guy... what about being arrogant and not playing tricks?Have you been calculated?A power that cannot be resisted when encountering a book?

"This is my ability, the ability to pull readers into the novel world." Edgar Allan Poe's voice came: "Welcome to the House of Tragedy."

A white light flashed before his eyes.

A picture suddenly appeared in my mind.

It was an open door, and a dazzling golden light flashed, accompanied by the words of introduction.

"The protagonist opened the door of the room with the key he kept, and then he saw the victim."

The sound ended, and I found myself sitting on a bed, my windbreaker was replaced by a white coat.

I hesitated for two seconds and looked at the strange environment. This is a strange room with a gorgeous western style. Combined with Edgar Allan Poe’s words, are we now in a novel?

My first reaction was to use the power.

no response.

A world where the use of abilities is prohibited?

So if you want to leave, you have to find out the real culprit as he said?

It doesn't matter, anyway, there is Edogawa Ranpo, isn't it, the famous detective is so smart, and it's just a case.

I heard the noise outside the door, pushed open the door, saw a bunch of people running in one direction, and followed.

First meet Edogawa Ranpo.

Those people stopped in front of a door, I squeezed past and saw Ranpo Edogawa in a black kimono standing motionless in front of the people who were lying in a pool of blood.

"Get out of the way." I squeezed through the door and ran to the victim.

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The author has something to say:

I found that I really love this man Jono?

The new book is all about him.

In other words, Jono's color scheme, white and red, does it look like a red plum in the snow, and Suehiro's ability is called a plum in the snow?

He loves him so much.

Their names are also easy to match, and there are a batch of them.