Heibu doesn't want to talk

"You're awake." Dr. Xie Ye clicked his tongue irritably.

Luanbu sat up with difficulty, stroked his chest dazedly.

No... die.

Although the wounds on his body have fully recovered under the effect of the supernatural ability [Please don't die], the tired pain is still entangled on the chaotic nerves.

Akutagawa, Kyoka, and even Miss Momiji all intervened in this matter.

Not to mention Mr. Thyssen, who is almost certainly the leader of all this.

Ranpo smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that he was really hypocritical, and while rejecting Fukuzawa Yukichi's invitation, he also regarded the armed detective agency as a backup.

But he cannot die, he must live.

Even if you suffer the pain of being betrayed and manipulated, even if you struggle against yourself.

Jinghua's knife sent him to the other side, and it really made him see a lot of things clearly.

Some things are really not good to hesitate any longer.

"Dr. Yosano, thank you for your treatment." Ranbu said these words with a hoarse voice, put on his clothes, and left the infirmary.

He went directly to the president's office without hesitation, and he wanted to see Fukuzawa Yukichi to end all this.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, the matter has become very clear at this point. I am very grateful to you for saving me, but... let's meet in this position for the last time."

Fukuzawa Yukichi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Ranpo is pretty much his own way, he doesn't need to listen to anyone, and therefore cannot be corrected.

As soon as he finished talking, he left the Armed Detective Agency.

When passing by a trash can, he casually threw his old pair of black-rimmed glasses into it.

Anyway... it won't be used in the future.

He curled his lips, as if he was trying to show disdain, but unfortunately, because of his immature appearance, he only gave people a feeling of anger.

"Welcome back, Mr. Ranpo." Akutagawa, who had just said the words that killed him easily not long ago, was respectful as usual.

Luanbu responded with a smirk, ignored it, and went straight to the chief's office.

"Oh, Ranbu-san, is your injury healed? I was really troubled when you were away." Mr. Mori pointed to the leftover documents on the table in distress.

"Thanks to you, my injury has fully recovered." Ranbu's smirk became even more hypocritical.

"Then I think, you may need a special mission to recover." Mr. Mori picked up a document that had been released alone without any refusal.

"I see." Ranbu glanced at the document blankly.

Mori Ogai took a deep look at Ranpo, and smiled, "I look forward to your good news, Ranpo-kun."

"... Live up to high expectations." Luanbu choked his throat a few times, but he still said this sentence.

Ranpo took the document and left in a hurry, but Mori Ogai, who got his compromise, didn't look very good.

"It seems to have grown a lot... Ranbu-kun." There was an unfathomable depth in his dark red eyes.

The growth of Luanpo is not a good thing for Sen, which means that his ability to control the opponent will be weakened a lot.

Ranpo didn't think deeply about Mori Ogai's thoughts, he went to the last stop, to torture the troops.

Koyo Ozaki, Kyoka Izumi, Chuya Nakahara, these three familiar people are all here.

"Good day." Luanbu greeted the three of them indifferently.

Jinghua lowered her head, clutching her cell phone tightly without saying a word.

Hongye calmly twirled her paper umbrella, and replied, "Good day, Ranbu-kun."

Zhong Ye was completely ignorant, as usual, he greeted: "Good day."

Luanbu opened the corners of his mouth and smiled.