How I was forced to be a boss

If you want to satisfy Mr. Ranpo's interest, you don't know how many cases will be needed, but this is not a good thing after all.So I came up with such a method, which can not only satisfy the competition between the two of us, but also satisfy my little selfishness.

Mr. Ranpo and I published serial detective novels in the newspaper at the same time. Every time at any stage before the end, if the other party guessed the murderer, the process of committing the crime and the evidence, they can make public comments in the newspaper. At this time, the creator of course Subsequent plot modifications can be made at any time, but everything must conform to the existing conditions and logic, until one party can no longer make changes to avoid the ending the other party imagined, and has to follow the other party's story line, then this People lose.

"How is it, Mr. Ranpo, it seems very difficult, do you want to give up?" The girl looked at him with a confident smile, and there was a bit of provocation in her eyes. The feeling of introverted and reserved, seldom has such a publicity.

Teacher Takenishi who is good at guessing and manipulating people's hearts...

Edogawa Ranpo felt that he was gradually getting excited. Facing the girl's provocation, he replied without hesitation: "Then try it, and don't cry when you lose to a famous detective in front of the public." Ah, Teacher Takenishi."

This matter is so determined.

After I couldn't see the figure of Mr. Ranpo, my face immediately collapsed, and I couldn't help but burst into tears in my heart.

It has been said that I am really not good at reasoning related things, as long as I think about what will happen next, my head will get big, but I thought about it, and there are many benefits to this matter being done.

In addition to being able to encourage Mr. Ranpo to create, I have also carefully considered the choice of this method.

Due to the lack of a large number of classic literary works, the current literary world is simply depressed, and naturally it is difficult to attract more people to join in. The progress of literature is so pitiful that people can't help but cry.

Therefore, the literary world needs more outside attention and attention.

Then it is necessary to create something that can interest even people who don't pay attention to the literary world.

Is there anything more fun than a public competition between two writers?

Even those who come to watch the show with the mentality of gossip or want to see who wins and loses in the end, as long as the base becomes larger, then this will definitely become a great opportunity to promote the development of the literary world.

So I absolutely can't lose too badly, I have to keep in touch with Mr. Ranpo.

To have a relationship with Edogawa Ranpo...

I don't think I'm looking good right now.

After that, I need to discuss the specific matters with the editor. I plan to make this into a plan. In addition to me and Mr. Ranpo as the protagonists, the reader's participation in the guessing of the plot is also a point of focus.

Looking at the various plans and unfinished novels on my messy desk, I suddenly fell into doubts about myself.

Did I lose my mind when I promised things everywhere?

How on earth did I live my life like a social animal like Mr. Sakaguchi who has no rest?

In line with the principle of not worrying about debts, I plan not to finish these tasks for the time being, and go to Hong Kong to visit Mr. Sen and the others.

After all, Mr. Mori and I may still have something to discuss.

"...Then, I'll be here waiting for your arrival, Teacher Zhuxi."

After confirming that Mr. Mori was in the building in Ganghei at the moment, I took a taxi directly there.

When I arrived, the beautiful young lady in kimono I had seen before was already waiting for me.

The news that Teacher Zhuxi is coming to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang today caused a commotion in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

"Is Hong Kong black going to make any big moves?"

Facing the seriousness of his colleagues, Hayakawa Gujian thought: Maybe Mr. Takenishi just came to catch up with the past, and it might not be true.

"Teacher Takenishi, I haven't introduced myself before. I am one of the five cadres of Hong Kong and Heroes, Ozaki Momiji."

The young lady gave me a good-looking gift, and I always felt that her attitude towards me carried an unspeakable sense of intimacy.

"I'm really sorry to ask you to come here in person, but I can ask someone else to pick me up." For example... Mr. Oda's level?

Send a cadre directly, what does Mr. Sen mean?

Ms. Ozaki covered her face and smiled, "After all, you are the one who came here. If the person who greets you is too low-status, I'm afraid it will cause quite a commotion in Hong Kong."

I think Miss Sister's words are a bit too informative.

Is it because I got a lot of money for Hong Kong gangsters, and I'm considered half of the money owner's father?

Koyo Ozaki looked at the teacher, she lowered her eyes without any fluctuations in expression and asked, "A commotion?"

"It may be misunderstood that you have conflicts with Hong Kong gangsters, and you are at odds with Hong Kong gangsters."

"After all, you are the mentor who guides the development of Hong Kong black people. If this news spreads, it is normal to cause widespread commotion."

"Teacher, everyone knows your methods, so naturally you dare not challenge them."

With my head full of question marks, I followed Ms. Ozaki to the top floor.

What is she saying?What means?Who guided the development of Hong Kong and Black?

I looked at her seriously, "You guys won't receive any weird information about me recently, right?"

Ms. Ozaki shook her head blankly, and I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not easy to live a peaceful life for two days.

As long as they are not making trouble, they can understand it however they want.I thought vicissitudes.

This time I came to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang again, and I obviously felt that the guards have become stricter. This road has passed through layers of checkpoints, and it can almost reach the level of five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry.

Those men in black seemed to know me. Seeing that it was me, they put down their guns and saluted me.

I have the illusion that I am also a gangster...

Before I opened the door and greeted Mr. Mori, a small figure rushed over and threw myself into my arms.

"It's so slow! I haven't seen you for a long time." It was the little girl's delicate complaint.

Who can say no to a cute little loli?

As long as I don't think deeply, I can play happily with the little loli.

Mori Ogai watched the girl's expression gradually soften, she slightly lowered her head and said to Alice with a sense of guilt: "I'm sorry, because I was too busy before."

Then she raised her head and smiled at him, "Long time no see, Mr. Sen."

Mori Ogai gently leaned on his cheek with his hand, tilted his head slightly to look at the girl in front of him, and returned the same smile.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Zhuxi."

When I chatted with Mr. Mori, Alice was obediently drawing on the side.

"What a wonderful adventure!"

After briefly talking about some things about me in Tokyo, Mr. Mori sighed in surprise.

Surprisingly fake...

I don't believe that Mr. Mori doesn't know about things over there, after all...

"You already knew that someone handed over the information about me to the King of Gold, didn't you, Mr. Mori?"

"You let this happen."

"Do you wish me to leave Yokohama?"

Sen appeared and stared at me silently for a while, then sighed helplessly.

"I'm afraid I can't hide anything from you."

Mr. Sen directly admitted this matter, and I am very puzzled. Why does Mr. Sen always seem to be so wary of me for a writer like me?

"You said that you recognized the value of Hong Kong's existence, but that's just because you haven't seen what Hong Kong really looks like." Mori Ogai said word by word, his voice gradually became softer, and in the end even brought There was a hint of a sigh.

"The port mafia is a violent group, Mr. Takenishi."

"If you have seen the way Hong Kong gangsters operate..."

"I'm afraid you may have the idea of ​​getting rid of Hong Kong gangsters."

It turned out to be the case.

Mr. Mori was worried about this.

At some point, the sound of rustling paintbrushes rubbing against the paper stopped, and silence spread in the room.

Mori Ogai looked at the girl looking up, she was still sitting there so well-behaved, but at a certain moment, the cute and quiet temperament that the girl has always brought to others gradually faded away, and there was something hidden in the layers of appearance What was underneath was gradually exposed, and all the emotions in those dark pupils were slowly fading away. Mori Ogai watched the little girl's changes with his own eyes, and faintly felt that something was released, and his heartbeat was accelerating. , hands trembling slightly.

"Mr. Sen..."

The girl's sigh echoed in the room, Mori Ogai suffocated, and Alice stood up at the side. The next moment, she saw a smile on the corner of the girl's eyes, and said to him: "Why don't we try it?" Give it a try and see if my attitude towards Hong Kong gangsters will change."

Mori Ogai looked at the girl in front of him with heavy eyes, and then sighed softly: "This is really a dangerous attempt."

He ordered someone to take Takenishi-sensei to Dazai and Chuya, and seeing the girl leaving, the expression of the girl just now appeared in Mori Ogai's mind.

"It's too bad! Rintaro!"

"Alice~ You can't blame me~"

"Teacher Zhuxi looks like that, I can hold back and not attack directly, I have already controlled it very well!"

Alice ignored Mori Ogai's explanation, and stepped aside with a look of disgust.

"So since you're so worried, why don't you just do it!"

"Hey, it's so simple..."

"I thought I valued her enough..."

"But I'm afraid I still underestimated this teacher."

Night in Yokohama is very dangerous, this is common sense shared by people living in Yokohama.

The combination of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya has gradually reached a frightening level in the other world.

Tonight Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also came to solve the problem of a stolen shipment. For these two, it was a daily part of the mafia, until there were clear footsteps in the quiet port.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and looked back, seeing the figure of the person coming, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Oh, did you come here?" It was Osamu Dazai's voice.

The figure of the girl slowly appearing under the moonlight is incompatible with the scene at this moment.The girl walked towards this side calmly, and the big men in black on both sides moved aside one after another, bowing their heads to this one after another.

Standing still in front of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya, the girl smiled slightly at the two of them.

"Good evening, Aji, Chuya."