Has Mr. Shenshang submitted the manuscript today?

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"Actually, you don't have to think so much..." Sensing that his lover's heart was in turmoil, Edogawa Ranpo did not take the opportunity to come up to comfort him tonight, but rolled beside him, shrinking In the arms of the partner did not move.

"Anyway, I'm here."

"Thinking so much...?" Shen Shangshuo's chin rested on the top of his soft hair, and he responded softly.Being sensitive by nature, he could tell that the husband was not in a good mood tonight, and there was something in his words, so he couldn't help but pause, "Sir?"

He asked this question very implicitly, but Edogawa Ranpo understood.He understood that what the boy really wanted to ask was, is there something you are hiding from me?

"..."

The white-haired boy just asked casually. He thought that the reliable Mr. Detective would answer the troublesome things with ease.

But what he didn't expect was that what followed was a long silence.

"This..." Edogawa Ranpo said in a muffled voice.Unexpectedly, he actually showed his secrets in such a small place. He paused for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "It's nothing... I was just a little sleepy just now."

As soon as the words started, the following words flowed smoothly. With his usual coquettish expression, he wanted to fool the past, but the villain complained first, "It's already so late, and the little god is still not sleeping, walking around in disorder. Everyone..."

"Sir!" Rao had such a good temper as Shen Shangshuo, so he couldn't help being anxious and angry at this time.If he can't see that Ranpo Edogawa is hiding something from him, then he has something wrong with his brain, the kind that can't be cured.

Shenshang Shuo said seriously, "What happened? I'm stupid, I can't figure out the key to it, and I don't have the ability to predict the overall situation..."

"But I want you to tell me, it's not for anything else, I just hope that you don't have to bear the burden yourself, and if there is something to do, we can work together..." The white-haired boy stopped talking halfway, feeling that his words were a bit heavy, He hugged the fluffy head in his arms anxiously, and said softly, "I don't mean to blame Mr., I just..."

"I'm a little scared." Shenshang Shuo said softly.He clearly understands that more than half of this unreasonable panic and questioning is due to his own unbelievable weakness, and he can't blame the innocent Mr. Ranpo.

Although Mr. Ranpo must be busy with something he doesn't know.

The young man put his arms around his lover's head, with his fingers stuck in the fluffy hair, as if he was holding a warm sun, he leaned over to rub against it attached.

He always felt that the days after he met Mr. Edogawa Ranpo were like a soft dream, like a dirty beggar who suddenly got a treasure that he didn't even dare to hope for, lest he would defile it. it.

Unexpectedly, this radiant sun bounced and fell down by itself, and jumped straight into Shenshang Shuo's arms.After living like this for a long time, he sank headlong into it in a daze, and whenever he hesitated, there was a bright and firm light pulling his hand to move forward.Although this is safe and happy, but there are times when he is worried, making him afraid that he will wake up the dream if he steps on the air.

Ashamed to say, he is too greedy for the warmth brought by another person.

When Kagami Saku said this, Edogawa Ranpo was afraid that he would be really angry, so he kept looking at him.Under the pale moonlight, the young man seemed to be talking in his sleep in a trance, his tone was light and soft, and he didn't dare to accuse him confidently, for fear of disturbing something.It's just that the child's own pair of cats had red eyes, as if they couldn't get enough of a heat source in their arms, they still wanted to carefully look at the handful of daisies on the windowsill, and refused to look at him.

Edogawa Ranpo's heart softened in a mess.He made a little bit of money, changed to a higher place by himself, and hugged Shen Shangshuo back, the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms was full of hugs, and his heart was as comfortable as if the painstaking investigations of the past few days were exhausted. Swept away.

What could be more comfortable than hugging your wife?

Seeing that he just changed his posture and didn't speak, Shenshang Shuo frowned and pushed twice, and asked, "What's going on? I want to hear the truth."

"What's going on... I just wanted them to work for free at the beginning. I didn't think about it. When I found out all these things later, I found something wrong. I've been busy with this recently. .But believe me, my God, Lord Ranpo will solve this without any problem!"

Someone who couldn't escape the continuous questioning said angrily, now he looks like a big cat, panting slightly on Shenshang Shuo, with the tip of his restless tail wrapped around his lover's waist, and he is relaxing in his waist as if looking for relief. Slowly, "And I'm not sure about my last reasoning yet, thank you for waiting a moment, I still have doubts to verify."

"Doubt?" After listening for a while, Shenshang Shuo still didn't quite understand, and hummed in confusion.In his world view, the five characters Edogawa Ranpo represent the reasoning itself, so how can there be times when he is confused?

With a deep filter, he really didn't think about it.

"Hmm, that's it. Your husband isn't omnipotent." Edogawa Ranpo was very satisfied with his little lover's trust in him, full of love (with a strange perspective), and rewarded him by biting the reddened tip of the boy's nose .

"The problem with this result is too big, and the conclusions drawn are outrageous. There must be something wrong with this detective. I have to reorganize it." The definite inference wants to be overthrown again, presumptuously believing in another, ideal ending.

He gently kissed his lover's lips, and let his lover's light and harmless breath invade his whole body, just like an addict trying to calm the soaring restlessness and restlessness in his heart, repeating over and over again, "You will be fine , I'm still here."

Everyone makes mistakes.This rapidly growing genius thought so.

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"Why, what did you ask me to do again?" Maupassant, who hadn't had the opportunity to come out two days after meeting Monamour, saw Dickens asking for something, and sarcastically said, "Our Dickens, who is busy with everything, Is the priest finally free?"

God knows, ever since she learned about the scam more than ten years ago from Balzac, she felt sick to her stomach when she saw this hypocrite, even looking at him was annoying.

Especially recently, in order to see her baby one more time, she swallowed her anger and expressed her desire to see him. I'm busy, please wait a moment, Your Highness." He refused to let go.Maupassant gritted his teeth in hatred, and felt nauseous looking at that face.

Dickens felt that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden finally understood his painstaking efforts and wanted to get close to him, and his mood was as excited as an old minister who had been wronged.He thought that there were saintesses on the left and right, and it would not be impossible to enjoy more good times, so he played some more innocuous "tricks".

If it wasn't for today, the news came from the Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service Prison that Balzac was going to be rescued today, and he still had the heart to drag the saint's schedule for a few more days.

Dickens could not hide his disappointment and replied, "Tonight our glorious temple will save that idiot Balzac from purgatory. I hope you will honor this matter."

After he finished speaking for a while, he added proudly as if he had just remembered that there was someone like Flaubert in the organization, "Oh yes, and Flaubert, I'm really sad that she didn't escape the clutches of the enemy."

Come on you.Hearing this, Maupassant, who didn't know that this woman had a dispute with Shenshangshuo, couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes. For the sake of friendship with his colleagues, he felt unworthy for Flaubert.

Flaubert's almost fanatical admiration and admiration for Dickens is obvious to all on the mysterious island. This crazy woman even wanted to change her face, and imitated her by learning aristocratic etiquette for a long time. Didn't learn home, still smell like dirt.

But what does this have to do with her?Maupassant twirled a piece of snack elegantly, and asked casually, "You didn't inform me of what happened tonight?"

"Master Dickens's ostentation is getting bigger and bigger." She has beautiful red lips, but every word she utters seems to have thorns, "I don't want to go yet. Put flowers here, let's enjoy The sun seems to be all right, don't you think?"

Dickens was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Maupassant to refuse.But immediately, he smiled slightly, as if the big brother next door was tolerant of the little sister who couldn't eat sugar and was ignorant and crying, and coaxed him in a good voice, "I know you've been suffocated these two days, it's mine. no."

He made a posture that had to be patient, "You can go out and play if you want, and I don't want to hold you back. It's just that Yokohama is too unsafe. If someone who doesn't have long eyes hurts you, what can you tell me?" manage."

"Okay." Maupassant was disgusted when he heard it, and the lady's gift was a bit of a failure, so he hurriedly interrupted the self-moving, and asked, "I want to go out anyway, are you willing or not?"

"As you wish." Dickens replied resignedly, like a caring knight who tolerated all the bad temper of the young lady, and gathered the shawl for Maupassant, "but you have to promise me that those dubious people in Stay away, so as not to dirty your eyes."

"I see." Maupassant took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to pull his hand away.

Anyway, the purpose of going out has been achieved, she secretly comforted herself.Due to emotion and reason, she had to go this trip.

Maupassant's eyes darkened. Balzac, I am afraid, is the only benefactor and help of her caged bird, the lunatic who woke her up in vain in the drunken dream of peace.

Although maybe, he didn't think so himself.

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