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This murderous aura was too cold, and Quanlian's body froze, her arms straightened almost by conditioned reflex, and she quickly jumped up from Edogawa Ranpo's body.

Beside him was a member of the detective agency staring at him blankly, even if he wanted to escape, there was no suitable route.

Kunikida Doppo's glasses at the front had a white light, his expression was dark and unclear, he just gently pushed his eyes under the bridge of his nose and remained silent.

Behind him, Yosano Akiko also folded his hands on his chest, his eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a bit of sharpness from it.

Both of them stared at He Quanlian with the same stressful eyes, which made He Quanlian more nervous, the arm hanging by his side trembled slightly, and decided at any time to break through the window and escape if they attacked.

"you……"

In this strange silence, Kunikida Doppo raised his head, and slowly spit out a word from his mouth.

But it made He Quanlian's heart speed up suddenly, and a coin slipped down in his palm, clutching it tightly as if praying for peace of mind.

Kunikida Doppo suddenly raised his foot and walked towards him, every step seemed to step on the apex of his heart, the heaviness was mixed with some depression.

After that, he raised his hand, and he was about to clasp his five fingers, stretching towards He Quanlian's neck.

——The coin in He Quanlian's hand has turned into the shape of a stun gun, her eyebrows trembling slightly, quietly waiting for the moment when the other party is careless.

"Are you OK?"

As soon as the words fell, the warm palm had already gently patted his shoulder, and he was looking at his body with those golden eyes, his eyes were full of worry.

Like an all-inclusive mother, Kunikida Doppo patted his cuffs that were stained with dirt, and showed a soft smile: "Mr. Ranpo, I'm sorry for your trouble, please don't take it personally."

Izumi Ren who was waiting to attack: "?"

This didn't seem quite right to what he had imagined.

At the same time, Yosano Akiko also helped Edogawa Ranpo up, and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Ranpo, don't bully children, he is ten years younger than you."

No matter who it is, it seems that Ren Izumi is the vulnerable group, and his tone is inclined to blame Edogawa Ranpo.

Even though Edogawa Ranpo puffed his cheeks angrily and argued that he had done nothing, Kunikida Doppo and Yosano Akiko, who knew his character well, didn't believe it at all.

He Quanlian was shocked by this scene.

He originally thought that the detective agency was a group of xenophobic people, and he admired the president and Edogawa Ranpo the most, and he would not pay attention to strangers like him, but the reality gave him a big shock.

Kunikida Doppo calmed his nervousness with gentle behavior, and apologized for Edogawa Ranpo's recklessness.

Yosano Akiko rubbed his hair boldly, showing the intimacy at a glance.

Contrary to the expected result.

"..."

So what's going on here? Could it be that these people are very good people, thinking that he was being bullied?

When these people left and only Hequanlian and Edogawa were left walking in the corridor, Hequanlian was still thinking in a daze.

"Although they are merciless to their enemies, they are very gentle to ordinary people, especially Kunikida."

As if seeing through the doubts in his heart, Edogawa Ranpo explained to him intimately: "And your appearance and age are very deceptive, and you belong to the type you want to protect."

He Quanlian's eyes lit up: "Then they won't beat me up even if they know I'm from Hong Kong gangsters, right?"

"Pfft." Hearing this, Edogawa Ranpo couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After a while, those interested eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a lake-like emerald green color: "That's not necessarily true, it depends on your performance."

"If you don't pay a reward that satisfies Ranpo-sama, as long as Ranpo-sama gives an order, your life will be held in my hands at any time."

He said jokingly, but the seriousness in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

"..." He Quanlian could only look at him speechlessly.

Facing such a despicable method, he can only endure it!

Therefore, at the request of Edogawa Ranpo, Izumi Ren conjured up a lot of snacks, and the packaging was twice the size of the normal package, which is simply a paradise for snack lovers.

Seeing Edogawa Ranbu happily stuffing food into his mouth with puffed cheeks, Izumi Ren couldn't help but be infected by his emotions, and also took out a pack of snacks and put them in his mouth to taste.

Well, it tasted similar to the convenience store ones he had tasted before.

"That's because your default flavor is sold in convenience stores. Of course, you can change other flavors if you want." Edogawa Ranbu said inarticulately, and handed him a piece of Picked off the leaves, "You have a try."

He knew more about He Quanlian's super power than He Quanlian, which made He Quanlian glance at him speechlessly.

However, he did not study his own superpowers before, and with Edogawa Ranpo present, he should get some new information.

Therefore, he took it obediently, and conjured a bag of potato chips according to his thoughts.

"Come and let me taste it."

Edogawa Ranpo threw away the empty packaging bag in his hand with great interest, then took away Izumi Renshin, and picked up a piece of potato chips and put it in his mouth.

——Then, he covered his mouth for an instant and almost didn't spit it out.

"Huh?! What is this?"

With an ugly face, he threw the whole bag of potato chips away, and breathed in the fresh air hard.

"Is it really delicious?" He Quanlian nodded thoughtfully, "I want to challenge the taste of a food that doesn't exist in the world, so I tried the strange taste."

He tilted his head, and an extremely bright smile appeared on his face: "It tastes like stinky socks, how do you feel?"

"..."

Edogawa Ranpo's face turned green with his words. He, who has been so wise and powerful all his life, would one day overturn his favorite snack, which was unexpected.

The stench in his mouth and the sour feeling made his stomach retch, and he couldn't stand the terrible torture any longer, so he ran to the trash can and vomited.

And He Quanlian watched him vomit with a smile the whole time, a sly light flashed across his eyes.

Hehe, let you threaten me, and now I have tasted the bad results.

With such a sneer in my heart.

Refreshed, he picked up the tomato-flavored potato chips that he had just eaten, and swallowed them in one gulp.

immediately--

"vomit--"

He Quanlian's complexion immediately became extremely ugly, and she subconsciously covered her mouth.

The weird sour smell in his mouth made the alarm bell ring in his mind.

This, is this? !

He immediately raised his eyes to look at Edogawa Ranpo, only to see Edogawa Ranpo's pale face raised the corners of his lips and smiled provocatively at him.

"I put it in while you weren't paying attention, how about it, doesn't the smell of your own stinky socks be wonderful?"

He Quanlian: "..." My day.

Just now, Edogawa Ranpo was clouded, and then he was turned back again. He Quanlian gritted his teeth fiercely, and before he could figure out how to fight back, he couldn't help but ran directly to the trash can.

Edogawa Ranpo smiled happily at the side: "Hahaha, if you want to win against Ranpo-sama, wait 100 years before coming back!"

He Quanlian casually conjured up a towel to wipe the unknown liquid from the corner of her mouth, and gave him a hard look.

But this time it was a dead end and I don't know which string stimulated the two of them. Edogawa Ranpo was eager to taste other exotic flavors. Of course, he had to taste it with Izumi Ren.

Ranpo Edogawa proposed all kinds of horrible smells such as toothpaste, dog food, and dead fish, and Izumi Ren was responsible for conjuring them.

Because the potato chips are too big, they created small oval-shaped jelly beans. They say they are small jelly beans, but they are actually all kinds of wonderful flavors intertwined.

Like a test of courage, in front of every terrible taste, the two would hesitate to refuse each other, until they found that there was no way to escape, they could only grit their teeth and bite down vigorously.

In an instant, the indescribable wonderful taste filled the mouth.

Soon, the wonderful scene of two people fighting over the trash can will be staged again.

As if never getting tired, they tried various flavors and deepened their friendship virtually.

According to He Quanlian's description, it is a friendship of rushing to grab trash cans and vomit together.

Even He Quanlian is now able to casually talk to Edogawa and ask some more intimate questions.

Probably because they share a common secret, they will not shy away from it.

"...So that's it, you were picked up by that terrible president and opened this detective agency."

After listening to Edogawa Ranpo's free-wheeling background introduction, Izumi Ren lazily responded while eating snacks: "It seems that the president is really a good person, but he is a bit rigid."

"You can make the president angry like that, it's also a great talent." Ranpo Edogawa sat side by side with him, and replied with a smile, "I've never seen a person who can make the president angry just by meeting him." Where is the president who drew the sword?"

"...I don't want this kind of treatment." He Quanlian's head was full of black lines.

"Speaking of how long are you going to stay in Hong Kong and Hera?" Edogawa Ranpo suddenly mentioned his affairs, "If you just need to steal, we can provide it for free, provided that you want to join us."

"You have stolen enough times there, it's time to choose to leave."

He Quanlian paused, and Edogawa Ranpo's words were extremely rational, and he couldn't refute them at all.

Now, the day when he starts school is getting closer and closer, and he has met all the targets of Hong Kong gangsters. If it is true that staying any longer will only have disadvantages but no advantages.

But if you want to leave Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, you have to consider two factors.

One is the pursuit of traitors by Hong Kong gangsters.

The second one is...

"Ah, love really turns people into fools."

Before he could speak, Edogawa Ranpo shrugged helplessly and spoke first.

He Quanlian, who had been exposed the truth, gave a dry cough in embarrassment, and argued: "This is only one aspect of the factor."

But in fact, when he thought about not being able to see Nakahara Chuya, his chest felt empty, and he couldn't even think about doing anything.

Therefore, he became more and more reluctant to leave Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and he also had the terrible idea that it would be good to continue like this.

"But if you go on like this, your identity will be exposed one day." But Edogawa Ranpo's words were like a basin of cold water poured over his head, which made him wake up instantly: "Think about what should be done now." Best policy."

"..."

He Quanlian's heart gradually sank following his words.

Even Luanbu, who can almost see through the future, said so, and sure enough, his identity will inevitably be exposed.

Either, he will leave early and never see Zhong Ye again, or he will be debunked in public and detained as an enemy in Hong Kong gangsters, where his life and death are unknown.

Ah... there is no happiness in either outcome.

He Quanlian thought in despair, the delicious snacks in her hand were no longer fragrant.

"Well, but this incident is not all a tragedy. As long as you have a strong backup, everything can be easily solved."

Edogawa Ranbu suddenly stretched out his hand and poked his cheek, his half-bent eyes opened slightly, revealing a clear greenness.

"If you need Lord Ranpo's help, you only need to pay a small price. After all, Lord Ranpo has a very broad mind."

He Quanlian moved back to avoid the finger that poked his cheek sorely.

"For example, help you make more snacks?"

He rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"The answer is correct." Edogawa Ranpo raised his arms in a tone of surprise like a child, and digging the corner of the wall reluctantly said: "So hurry up and join our club, Lord Ranpo hopes to be able to do it every day." Surrounded by piles of snacks to sleep!"

Thus, Izumi Ren realized again that, in the eyes of Edogawa Ranpo, he was indeed a proper tool man.

The kind without emotion!

"Okay."

Before he could respond, Edogawa Ranpo suddenly jumped up slightly from the ground, patted the messy skirt casually, and looked at Izumi Ren: "It's time, we should go out."

He Quanlian was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look out of the window. Sure enough, the afterglow of the setting sun outside was shining beautifully on the ground, and people who had worked all day were rushing home.

I didn't expect that such a long time would pass unknowingly after their chat.

Chatting with Edogawa Ranpo is too easy, probably because facing him, Izumi Ren doesn't need to pretend to be himself, and can reveal his secrets at will, so he doesn't want to end the topic so quickly.

If possible, he wants to cherish this time alone, and when he steps out of this room, he will become that He Quanlian who wrapped himself up as a sunny boy again.

However, time is always moving forward.

He also has to face all difficulties head-on, and open up his own happiness with both hands.

"Let's go."

He picked up the document that Osamu Dazai gave him, put on a familiar smirk, and nodded towards Edogawa Luanbo.

……

President Fukuzawa Yukichi just stepped into the door, as if he was stepping on a spot, and Ren Izumi and Ranpo Edogawa happened to block him.

Every time he faced this arrogant and angry president, He Quanlian could recall the murderous appearance of the other party who drew his sword that day, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

But remembering his responsibilities, he still bowed respectfully to Fukuzawa Yukichi in front of everyone, and handed over the document in his hand.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, this is a commission from the Port Mafia, please check it out."

In just one sentence, a stormy sea was stirred up.

Kunikida Doppo who was acting as an assistant at the side almost knocked over the teacup in his hand, his expression of surprise was undisguised.

"Are you... a member of the Port Mafia?!"

He Quanlian's body tensed up, fearing that these words would explode like a thunder in the detective agency.

But there was still a shy smile on his face, and he stroked his hair embarrassingly: "That's right, but I have only joined the organization for less than two months, and I am just a low-level errand runner... "

He deliberately revealed his insignificant identity in order to protect himself, while Fukuzawa Yukichi accepted his document with lowered eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Who sent you here?"

"It is one of the five major cadres, Mr. Osamu Dazai." Izumi Ren explained, "But it is the order of the boss to issue the entrustment."

"It turned out to be Your Excellency Sen."

Fukuzawa Yukichi recited the name of the Hong Kong black boss without paying too much attention to it, nor did he show disdain, and he had the temperament of a high-ranking person.

He took out the documents neatly, his back was straight all the time, and his whole body exuded the spirit of a warrior.

Looking at him, it seems that you can go back hundreds of years to the orthodox Japanese sword-wielding samurai.

No wonder he was so angry after a little teasing.

He Quanlian had a smile on her face, but she kept slandering her in her heart.

But when meeting such serious people, it just aroused the bad factors in He Quanlian's heart, wanting to see them become angry and chaotic.

However, if the opponent is Fukuzawa Yukichi who is about to kill someone if he disagrees... He Quanlian is so cowardly that he can only think about it.

Just thinking about it doesn't kill anyone.

Just as he was thinking in a mess, Fukuzawa Yukichi had carefully read Mori Ogai's dictionary, and slowly put away the documents.

"So that's it, I've figured it out."

After saying this, he closed his eyes silently, put his hands in his cuffs, and stopped talking, as if he was lost in thought.

He Quanlian carefully read the hesitation in his heart, and tentatively said: "We will pay your company a lot of money as a reward."

"It's not about money." It was Kunikida Doppo who answered him somewhat indifferently.

As if aware that his tone was not very good, he paused, the wrinkles between his brows relaxed a little, and even his tone slowed down a bit.

"Maybe you don't know, the relationship between the port mafia and our agency is not good, such a request is really..."

Although he didn't finish everything, He Quanlian immediately understood what he had to say.

In other words, it is very unpleasant to help the enemy.

He Quanlian's eyes rolled slightly, and a little puzzled expression appeared on her face: "But..."

He looked at Kunikida Doppo with the most innocent and ignorant expression, and said in a tangled voice: "Just now I heard you say that your company's finances are about to go into deficit. Money, isn't it really a problem?"

"Uh……"

The serious expression on Kunikida Doppo's face immediately collapsed.

He coughed dryly in embarrassment, and pushed his glasses as if trying to escape, but he couldn't say a word that could explain it: "That, that is..."

However, He Quanlian acted as if she didn't notice his embarrassment, and repeated again in doubt: "Is money really not a problem?"

"..."

Kunikida Doppo felt that Ren Izumi did it on purpose!

Almost every sentence pokes into his heart.

But facing the extremely innocent eyes of the black-haired boy and the moist luster inside, his throat tightened again, and he couldn't say anything.

His personality is quite similar to that of Fukuzawa Yukichi, so when Iquanlian teased him like this, I felt the pleasure of teasing Fukuzawa Yukichi. He Quanlian was extremely happy to see his deflated expression.But before the slyness in his eyes faded away, he vaguely felt a needle-like gaze coming from behind him.

When Izumi Ren looked back stiffly, he happened to meet Edogawa Ranpo's half-smiling eyes.

With emerald green eyes half-closed, he seemed to be sipping snacks, but there was something deep in his eyes looking at He Quanlian.

"..."

So Izumilian lowered her head listlessly, and could only seek benefits for her friends who snatched the trash can: "If you feel that the remuneration is not enough, I can ask Mr. Dazai to add some funds, what do you think?"

As a decision-maker, Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, before lightly agreeing to negotiate the salary again.

The two reached a consensus that He Quanlian would visit again tomorrow morning, and then decide whether to accept the commission.

There was no element of violence as imagined, and the distance between Ranpo Edogawa and Izumi Ren was in a good mood, and he bid farewell to Fukuzawa Yukichi very politely, planning to leave before it was dark.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was very impressed by his polite gestures, and his neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor overbearing attitude in this negotiation.

Therefore, before leaving, Fukuzawa Yukichi specially asked Kunikida Doppo to see him off.

It wasn't until the backs of the two disappeared from the field of vision that he relaxed his eyebrows and said with emotion: "This young man has a lot of etiquette, which is very good."

"puff."

Edogawa Ranpo, who was holding a teacup, happened to hear this sentence, and almost spit out the water in one gulp.

But Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't notice his movements, and was still sighing with relief: "Compared to that, the moon shadow a while ago is really far behind, I really hope he can learn from this young man." .”

This time, Edogawa Ranpo laughed so hard that he almost rolled on the ground.

God knows how funny the president's words are, to compare two disguises of a person hahahaha.

If he knew that Izumi Ren was Tsukage Mask, what kind of expression would the president show?I'm really looking forward to it~

Edogawa wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a gloating smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

And below, Ren Izumi, who had no idea that she had received such a high evaluation from the president, was still walking outside chatting with Kunikida Doppo.

Probably because of his young age, his bright smile is very deceptive, Kunikida Doppo unconsciously forgot his hostile identity, and answered his questions enthusiastically.

The two of them were basically talking about some trivial things about the detective agency, and when they were talking happily, Kunikida Doppo gently put his palm on Izumi Ren's shoulder, helping to brush some dust off his shoulder.

The atmosphere was just right, so no one saw the figure riding the locomotive heading this way.

It wasn't until the sound of the engine became louder that Kunikida Doppo finally realized that someone was constantly approaching.

And when he turned his head, what he saw was straddling the red locomotive, with one foot on the ground and the other controlling the balance of the locomotive, and a figure in a black suit stopped not far from them.

The man's shadow was stretched by the setting sun, and as the helmet was gently taken off, the orange-red hair was clearly displayed in front of him.

The young man with fierce eyebrows just stared at him like this, with astonishing killing intent bursting out of his eyes.

"Hey, let go of your hand now."

His body was instantly covered with a strange red membrane, and his awe-inspiring aura almost pierced Kunikida alone.

"Otherwise... I will kill you!"

The author has something to say: The detective agency was defeated by the deficit crisis.

And Kunikida alone - dangerous.

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Today is Osamu Dazai's birthday, and for those who do not exist, we will give out red envelopes.

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