Has Mr. Shenshang submitted the manuscript today?

"As far as I know, you weren't a student at Saint Soya University in the first place, right?"

"Saint Soya University is a women's college known for its strictness. A student who can't wait to read the school motto in the morning and recite the school motto even when writing a leave note, how can she not remember the school motto? Unless... she Didn't come to school at all. Do you think so?"

Avoiding Ms. Shimamura's poisoned eyes, she explained calmly, "Let's not mention this for now. Your so-called 'study materials' and 'transcripts' were also forged by you, which should be You cheated Mr. Shimamura to get living expenses. There is no system and connection among the piles of materials and exercises. It is simply a patchwork of fragmented knowledge points. It should be based on your own guesses about university courses, and you can randomly search it from the Internet. .As for the so-called 'transcript'..."

He closed his eyes slightly, his pure white eyelashes trembled, and turned aside, "That would be even more ridiculous. Not to mention the fake official seal, even the calculation of grade points is wrong... I think Mr. Shimamura It is also after discovering this that your living expenses will be frozen and you will be ordered to come back."

"For a man who can only coax you with sweet words, is it really worth it?" Shenshang's expression softened, and his voice was soft and light, as if he was really puzzled. "Or for something else?"

"Shut up, shut up! It's impossible for Kusano to lie to me. We promised to love each other forever! This kind of feeling is something that a cold-blooded guy like you will never understand." Miss Shimamura Barking wildly, she twisted her expression exaggeratedly, clasped her scalp with her fingers, and roared madly with blue veins on her thin white neck.

Stopping Mr. Kunikida who was about to take a step forward, Sakuka Kamigami squatted down, and was at eye level with Ms. Shimamura.

"I don't know if I understand or not. But your so-called boyfriend is just a gangster who looks at a rich female college student and wants to make a fortune. Is it a fact?"

"The flattery words that came out of that man's mouth are really sweet and humble. They are completely based on the preferences of a lady with strict family education like you. Do you think he is pitiful and cute, and he is considerate and handsome, suitable for putting The little thing you keep in front of you?"

"Then, after raising and raising, do you feel that raising a man is really expensive? Do you scratch your head and think, 'It would be great if the money in the family was dominated by me?'"

His tone was long and drawn out, entangled Miss Shimamura's nerves, and dragged her into a further abyss, "Let me guess, you stayed up all night last night because you were thinking over and over again, 'If I As long as the younger brother is home, then the inheritance is all mine.', right?"

"In this way, your boyfriend is also a poor man. He must never have imagined that the girlfriend he caught with complacency is deliberately planning to push all the crimes on him."

"'It's just a pleasing thing, and one can be replaced when the other is gone.' You think so, don't you?"

After being speechless for a while, Kunikida woke up suddenly. He looked up, only to find that Miss Shimamura had passed out due to extreme panic, and the boy in front of her blinked innocently.

Kunikida: ...

……

The ideas given by God were confirmed by the police one by one in the follow-up investigation, except for the psychological deduction of Ms. Shimamura, which cannot be verified.But from the confession that Ms. Shimamura screamed "I will say everything, I will say everything! But don't let that devil come near me again." Judging from the confession of Kamigami Saku, Kamigami's deduction is basically correct.

On the way back to the detective agency, the two were silent in embarrassment. Kunikida endured and endured, and finally asked, "How did you find out?" Everything, how did he do it?

"What do you mean?"

"For example, Miss Shimamura's psychology?"

"Isn't this obvious..." Sakumo Kamigami swore that this sentence was his sincere words without any extra emotions, but Mr. Kunikida's strange expression made him swallow the second half of the sentence, and hurriedly Quickly remedied, "This kind of thing, just put yourself in the simulation and it will be fine..."

Sounds scarier, okay?How do you know what the criminal is thinking?

As if hearing the voice of the senior, he said slowly, "Sense, feel it?"

"You... Forget it." This junior, to some extent, is really a monster.

……

"So, the admission test didn't show the kindness of God at all."

"It's totally unimaginable that this is what the rabbit-like Kamishang-kun would say." These are the members of the Armed Detective Agency who have heard the feat of Kamisaka Saku.

"It's not so much a big change in personality, it's better to say that he has completely entered the prisoner's emotions."

"Hey, this kind of talent... should be said to be unique, or fragile and fragile."

"After all, he won't make any trouble in the detective agency. As for the assessment of the character of Kamishang Saku, it's better to observe it in the later stage." Fukuzawa Yukichi made the final decision, paused, then turned his head and asked, "Kamishang Saku Where did this kid go?"

"It is said that I have a new idea, and I went back to the dormitory to write a novel."

"Shen Shangjun's novel? I really want to read it."

"You should be able to see it right away. According to his editor, the first novel will be published soon."

"Oh, oh, let me look forward to it for now."

……

Rather than having an idea, it is better to say that there is a general emotional orientation and main elements.Kamikami recalled that Miss Shimamura whom he saw during the day, that viscous, hot, corrosive split-type emotion, like the turbulent roaring magma under the glacier, against the A proper and demure shell, but the inside is already rotten.

Staring at this rotten mud for a long time, you will be entangled in a kind of dizzying despair, and you will be dragged into another unimaginable realm by doubt and indignation.However, such a state is undoubtedly charming and dangerous for the author. It can promote your writing and thinking to flow smoothly, all obstacles are swept away, and you can write freely as if with the help of a god, but it seems that you are not you during this time. What is there? Takes over your hand, your pen, your nerves.You are no longer you, you are just another person's vehicle for self-expression.

The current Shenshang Shuo obviously failed to suppress this strange impulse, he was immersed in it, and the tip of his pen quickly outlined the outline on the manuscript paper. "Child...venom...injection? It seems unnecessary...it would be much better to add a little reverse growth, um, let's improve the background..."

"Boom, boom, boom!" A cheerful knock on the door directly threw Shenshang out of the mysterious realm.He raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Mr. Ranpo who "slapped" kicked his little leather shoes and barged in with a bewildered expression.

"Mr. Ranpo," he said hesitantly, "excuse me, did something happen?" It must be an urgent matter for Mr. Ranpo to come and call him!God frantically put away the manuscript paper, stood up abruptly, and waited for Luanbu's next words.

"Oh, you haven't reacted yet? Listen, it's almost late at night. It's only natural for me to be hungry. You promised me to make delicious food for me, but now you are here like nothing happened. Sitting here for nothing—it's too much!"

"?" A wild and unruly long hair suddenly appeared in the white soft hair, standing alone on the god's head.

"Hurry up, it's time for Ranpo-sama's snack! Hurry up."

"Ah, huh? Okay, okay." This was Kamisami Saku who was being pushed away by chaotic steps.

Can he still live up to Mr. Ranpo's expectations in this respect?

……

"What do you want to eat? It's better not to eat something sweet and greasy at night, and it's better to eat cold..."

"Sweet ones, you want to eat sweet ones. It just so happens that the president just went out on business, so Master Ranpo can eat as much sweet ones as you want!"

It's like a little sparrow "chirping" waiting for food, it's so cute jumping up and down...

"What strange things are you thinking in your mind! I don't care about you for the sake of desserts, so hurry up and do it."

"terribly sorry--"

"May I have water mochi?"

"Everything is fine, I'm really hungry..."

"Here are two pieces of strawberry nougat I made recently, if you..." If you don't mind, you can fill your stomach first.A brown shadow flashed, and the candy between his fingers disappeared.Seeing Luanbu who took the nougat in his mouth without opening his eyes, he walked into the kitchen in high spirits.

To make Mr. Ranpo hungry like this!He is so useless——now he can only do his best to remedy it, absolutely can't let Mr. Ranpo go hungry again!

Kunikida stared dumbfounded at Kamisaku Saku, who was still soft and dazed just now, suddenly woke up, as if he had stepped on a hot wheel, his eyes became sharp in vain, and even his walking posture had an air of majesty and arrogance. Anxious... stepped into the kitchen?

This child, did you imagine something extraordinary?

No, this is Super Ri Kamigami who was blinded by the cute thing called Ranpo, Kunikida-kun.

Add underwater tapioca flour to the cold pot, add sugar and condensed milk, and stir quickly with a silicone spatula. The solid-liquid mixture seems to sense the determination of the "cook" in front of you, and gelatinizes quickly.Shenshang Shuo opened his bow left and right. On the left hand side, he added brown sugar longan and red dates and even sprinkled a layer of dried osmanthus.

"Mr. Luanbu, let's pad your stomach first." Hurriedly brought the glass bowl to Mr. Luanbu, paired it with a small carved spoon, and quickly returned to the kitchen. How can we eat only dessert for dinner!

The pure white mochi has a delicate entrance and a rich milky taste. It feels like biting into a chubby baby's face when biting.After Luanbu finished a bowl of water mochi in satisfaction, he was poked on the cheek by a slender finger with a milky scent.

"Hmm?"

"Cough, cough. It's nothing. Are you still hungry, Mr. Luanbu, I just made a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, if you don't mind..."

With a click, the white porcelain bowl disappeared out of thin air.

Don't be in such a hurry, you will burn your hands, Mr. Ranpo!He could only scream secretly in his heart, staring nervously at Edogawa Ranpo's fingers, squinting his eyes to see if his fingertips were burned red.Damn it, if only I had just iced the porcelain bowl with a supernatural power!

"It's not sweet...but I like this simple and clear food." After taking a sip of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that was forced to cool to slightly higher than body temperature, the warm porridge was soft and crystal clear, and it was smooth in the mouth , The salty fragrance and the cereal fragrance melt together in the mouth-this kind of experience from the tip of the tongue to the stomach is really wonderful.

After finishing eating, Mr. Ranbu looked like a lazily sleeping cat in the sun, squinting his eyes unconsciously, and said softly, "Bring your breakfast here tomorrow morning, God Lord." He flipped over body, and continued in a daze, "I still want to eat sweets, so it's a deal!"

A heart attack.

As a result, Shen Shangshuo searched through the recipes and nutritional guidance of various countries overnight, and got up to cook at five o'clock in the morning with dark circles under his eyes.