Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"They still ran away." Edogawa rubbed his stinging ears in disorder, and walked out of the coffee shop slowly. He didn't pay much attention to the successful departure of the ghost fire spirit and Yumeno Kusaku.

The white-haired swordsman didn't have much expression on his face, but he was still a little confused about the detective letting himself stop the two just now: "Ranbu, did you find anything just now?"

"That kid with the second illness in middle school should have some connection with this commission."

The two round pendants were taken out of the pocket by the young man, making a slight collision sound, shining, but not like the texture of ordinary metal, Edogawa Ranpo looked at the pattern on the evidence again facing the sun .

This is a long-term entrustment from the Supernatural Secret Service Division that he and the president received not long ago.

A strange phenomenon spread in Yokohama without warning.Unknowingly, a legend suddenly spread on the Internet, if you pray sincerely, you may get a necklace that can fulfill all your wishes.

The popularity of this legend on the Internet is not high for the time being. The vast majority of ordinary people still don’t know the world of supernatural powers, and scoff at this kind of speech that seems like a child’s fantasy, but Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi Know it's real.

The evidence is the two necklaces in the hands of the detective, which are exactly the black and white snake patterns mentioned in urban legends that eat each other's tails.Whether the necklace can really fulfill the owner's wish remains to be seen. It may have been an unintentional move by the rumorer at the beginning, but the spread of this legend is definitely fueled by unpredictable people in the dark.

"Is that so?" The swordsman unconsciously expressed a bit of annoyance.

He and Edogawa have been chasing this entrustment for some time. Although this incident has not yet caused any particularly bad consequences, the entrusting party is not too urgent, or even doesn't care too much, otherwise it will not be their turn to take responsibility.But after such a long time without much gain, Fukuzawa Yukichi is still very concerned about the clues slipping away.

"Don't worry, if there are no accidents, they will come to us again." The black-haired young man walked ahead confidently, stretching his waist, "I'm going to buy soda."

The glasses were placed on the bridge of the nose by the detective again, the black-haired young man stood on tiptoe and looked at the convenience point at the end of the road. He immediately bent his eyebrows with a smile, and strode towards the destination with satisfaction: "Let's go, president, super lucky, today There's even a soda co-branded with My Little Pony!"

"You have eaten dessert today." The white-haired man said behind the young man.

The tall, white-haired man in a kimono stood expressionlessly with his arms folded outside the colorfully decorated convenience store. When the young man was about to reach out for the second bottle of soda, he cast a sharp eye knife at him, a bottle of wave soda Is his last bottom line.

The man once again spurned himself in his heart just now.Ranpo Edogawa had just eaten dessert, and it would be unfriendly to his teeth to bring the little detective to buy soda. The man still unconsciously acquiesced to Edogawa Ranpo's actions.

The phone in the man's pocket seemed to vibrate.

The black-haired young man who has been wandering in the sea of ​​My Little Pony and Pop Soda doesn't care about this, he can be said to be like a fish in water in the snack and drink section of the convenience store.

"It's even worse than purple." The little detective said to himself, but unfortunately the grape-flavored wave soda was placed too high for him.

"Damn it, Lord Ranpo will never admit defeat!" The petite young detective jumped up and down without giving up, trying to reach the glass bottles on the shelf, but he missed it by a little.

A strong arm stretched out, and easily took down the bottle of wave soda that the young man had taken a fancy to.

"Here you are." A teenager with swirl buttons on his collar and orange-red lion-like hair held a large box of soda in one hand, and handed the soda to the detective friendly with his free arm.

"Thank you." Edogawa Ranpo took it and left without rushing.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was communicating with the person on the other end of the phone with a serious expression outside the store, and Luanbu simply paid the bill and sat down on the chair by the window, watching the boy who had helped him carry a large box Bozi Soda walked towards his companion.

"too slow."

The girl with the ponytail slapped away the disposable chopsticks, turned her head dissatisfied and showed a stern expression at her procrastinating classmate, but the heat from the bento made his glasses fog up, making the girl His eyes are less intimidating.

"Sorry, sorry, because it's really too difficult to choose." The boy's hair turned light blue strangely, and he smiled foolishly and rubbed the back of his head.

"That's why Grau bought so many bozi sodas?" Seeing the sodas piled on the table by the young man, Zenyuan Maki raised her voice in disbelief.

The descendant of the white-haired spellcaster on the side also stopped his crusade against the rice balls, apparently also shocked by the spectacular number.

"But I like soda, so I'll finish it well." The teenager, whose body was a big cat, tried to defend himself aggrievedly.

"Let's not talk about whether drinking so much soda will cause problems," Chanyuan Maki casually held up a bottle and squinted her eyes to see the liquid inside, and compared it with the ordinary bottled soda she bought. Looking at the young man weakly, "It's fine to buy one or two bottles for playing, don't be fooled by the marketing methods of the merchants, there is almost no difference between these two bottles except for the packaging, if it is for drinking soda, there is no need Buy so much."

"Salmon." Curly Thorn also nodded in agreement. His classmates were too natural, and they always worried that the boy might be scammed out of his money within a few minutes if he went to the street alone.

"But—" Graugramman opened a bottle of soda as he spoke, glass beads of the same hair color as his now were shaking in the bottle, and the blue cat pupils stared eagerly at the moving glass beads.

"But there are glass beads in it that will fall out."