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"Master Long Yan, you can eat some."

"Master Longyan, if you don't eat lunch and dinner, it's not good for your health."

Outside the bedroom of Shibusawa's house in Kita-ku, Tokyo, the housekeeper was locked out and tried to persuade him.

But no one inside responded to him.

Shibusawa's Bai Qilin has always been a difficult person to deal with.

The housekeeper turned to discuss with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's parents, but the other's parents also shook their heads, "Lyuyan-kun has his own ideas, let him stay alone quietly." "He has never been close to anyone since he was a child. Even his parents can only watch him from afar."

The young butler was speechless for a while, how could there be such a family that raised his son.

Thinking of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's aggrieved attitude as if he had been bullied today, which was in great contrast to the cold and ruthless past, the housekeeper felt that his old father's heart had awakened more than ten years earlier.

In the past, he would have let the other party go, after all there is a difference between master and servant.

But now - must eat!

The butler recalled today's details, and after making arrangements, he walked to the door of the study and knocked again.

"Master Long Yan, the book you want has already been bought, how about reading it after dinner?"

"..."

The door opened, and a young man with loose long hair was revealed standing behind.

The other party's red pupils were still unkindly cold, and the corners of the eyes were reddish, like an illusion. Even though the hair was scattered, he was still wearing the blue headband that could be bought in boutiques on his wrist.

The butler ignored the terrible chill on the master's body and held the plate, "Please take care of yourself."

If you fail, you can fight again!

"Where's the book?"

"I put it in your study, and you can read it after you finish your meal."

While the door was about to close, the butler quickly handed over the plate, and the other party took it.He believed that a young master raised by a big family would not do something that would break his promise and make him fat.

Subsequently.

The door slammed shut immediately!

If the butler hadn't practiced ancient martial arts and retracted as quickly as possible, his wrist would have been pinched off at this moment.

The butler felt lingering fears, and thought with satisfaction: "Master Long Yan is delicate and expensive, and has never experienced high-intensity physical training. I don't know if he will develop in this direction in the future—"

Thinking of this, the butler went to contact Shibusawa Hon's family, thinking about all aspects of things for the master in advance is what a qualified butler should do.

For a whole night, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko sat in his study and stayed up reading novels.

Even after eating some dinners while in a bad mood, he was a bit hypoglycemic.

The beauty stays up late, the impact is significant.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked a little pale, sitting on a large chair with a pillow on his slender waist, his abdominal injury was still not healed.Holding the harem novels written by the "reader" in his early days, he endured the discomfort on the psychological level and flipped through them page by page, looking for something valuable in the analyst's writing.

One after another, each novel has between 20 and [-] words.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's reading speed is very fast, ten lines at a glance, and never forgetting. These are all basic operations. The meaningless plots are discarded by his proud brain, and what is left is what he thinks is meaningful. For example, there is no The world background of people with supernatural powers, for example, the open and secret struggles of various countries in peaceful times, and the traces that the author alludes to the protagonist and supporting characters.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's face showed some tiredness, and he got a better understanding of Aso Shuya.

see behind...

There was less clutter, and he slowed down turning the pages.

At this moment, the book in Bai Qilin's hand has become the later work of Aso Qiuya - a pure love novel.

"It's completely different. The plot, concept, and setting are completely new." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked at the protagonists who no longer have their kidneys but their hearts, revealing the sweet fragrance of love between the lines, "Is he in love? Stop writing random stories."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko suddenly resisted and said, "Love, something boring."

He has seen too many men who have become weak because of love.

strong.

Usually there is no flaw.

He still honestly flipped through Aso Qiuya's works, thinking that if the other party's weakness is love, as long as he finds the other party's lover, it is tantamount to grasping this person.

After staying up all night, his heart speeded up slightly, his blood was flowing, he was feverish, and his desire for victory was surging.

I want to win once, and I want to beat those people in Yokohama.

Take, take, take... power!

At eight o'clock in the morning, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko kept his mind awake, put down his books, went down to have breakfast served by the butler and servants, and got ready to go out.

Ten minutes later, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, combed his hair, braided two braids around his ears, and tied a headband to make sure it was consistent with the hairstyle Ma Shengqiu had tied for him.He looked in the mirror and changed into a set of clothes, elegantly dressed that would not be left behind in foreign countries, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The costume designer... Maybe he really likes it, ah, it's a little more understood.

Next time, buy materials as in the novel.

The aloof Bai Qilin picked up the shattered self-confidence, put it back together, glued it together, stuffed it into his chest, and suppressed a faint cold flame in the seemingly supercilious vermilion pupils.

He walked out of the room, dressed in white, with no dust on his feet, paying more attention to the beauty of details than before, and confessed to the butler: "I'm going to Yokohama."

Setsuko Shibusawa, who was dressed in a kimono, covered her lips in surprise, and misunderstood her son who had recently changed.

"Is Long Yan-jun going on a date?"

"Dating……"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood where he was about to go out, his eyelids were raised, and a ray of boredom flashed across his eyes.

The minds of ordinary people are always linked to these things.

"You think so, so be it."

—I am seeking revenge.

In Yokohama City, the morning time is accompanied by sea breeze and humid chill. The weather in early February is not very good, and the number of foreigners appearing in Yokohama City has gradually decreased.The Yokohama "Concession" area is under the jurisdiction of the Japanese government, and the overall crime rate is much worse than that of Tokyo.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko observed for a while and understood the situation.

Under the hospitality of the chief of the police station, he waited for Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo.

"When it stabilizes, let's pick up Chuya-kun."

"Uncle Fukuzawa is looking for a house? No need for this, Qiu also helped us prepare."

"Not so good……"

"It's okay, Qiu Ye has a lot of money!"

"Luanpo, you need a correct concept of money, you can't even know the price of goods."

"I know! I really know, when I solve the case, I can know the price of everyone's luxury goods--! This is super useful, and I can also see what is a fake!"

"Don't learn this from Mr. Lantang..."

"Ah! I'm defeated."

Edogawa walked in hurriedly, pushed open the door inside, and saw Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

Today, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa's calm mind was ups and downs again.

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It has long been predicted that there will be no good words in his mouth. If there is anything to be angry about, you will lose if you get angry.Such thoughts flashed through Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's mind, his face calm.

"Ranbu-kun, I will fulfill the bet."

"Oh~."

Edogawa looked up and down Ryuhiko Shibusawa in random steps, seeing the other's well-dressed appearance, and reluctantly admitted that the other's dressing taste was as good as his own.

"I want to drink hot water brewed with wolfberry, angelica, and ginseng. The taste should not be too strong, and it should be sweet." Edogawa randomly pulled out the chair, sat opposite, straightened the detective hat on his head, his face The face was full of malicious expressions, officially opening up to make things difficult.

"Random steps!" Fukuzawa Yukichi wanted to stop the nonsense detective Maomao.

"Okay." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko interrupted Fukuzawa Yukichi, walked forward, found a place to receive disposable paper cups and hot water without asking, and then called someone outside: "I want Some goji berries, angelica, ginseng, and rock sugar that can be purchased from pharmacies and shopping malls."

With the help of money and manpower, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko fulfilled Edogawa Ranpo's request, and put hot water brewed with medicinal materials in the correct way on the other party's table.

The chief of the police department watched this scene silently, hissing inwardly.

He already knew that the detective duo had an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect that the young master of Shibusawa's family could serve tea and water!

Who is Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?

That is the son of a chaebol who even the officials in Tokyo do not dare to slack off!

Edogawa took a sip and covered his cheeks. The rock sugar couldn't suppress the weird taste of medicinal materials. He really didn't understand how Qiu drank it. "It really doesn't taste good."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said indifferently: "It's just a health-preserving tea soup."

Is there anyone around Edogawa Ranpo drinking this kind of thing?

who is it?

Is it Aso Akiya?

His observation of the detective boy has never stopped, and he believes that the other party is the same.

Edogawa straightened his legs in disorder, and greeted Mr. Director: "Give us the case!"

The chief of the police station came over flattered: "Mr. Ranpo, are you going to work today? It's such a cold weather, why don't you go out after a rest."

Edogawa Ranbu said disdainfully: "Please restrain yourself a bit."

Edogawa jumped up in disorder and stood firmly on the ground. His trousers were cropped trousers, and short boots protected his ankles. British-style cotton socks could be vaguely seen.

"From today, for a month, you will be Lord Ranpo's follower!"

"can."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko opened his pale lips slightly and spoke the answer.

Spending a month to investigate the enemy's situation is quite a matter of humiliation.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko followed Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo, walked behind, said nothing, and only showed his presence when Edogawa Ranpo needed it.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was very uncomfortable. He was born in a big family, and family etiquette did not allow him to treat Shibusawa Tatsuhiko like this.But Edogawa Ranpo did not allow him to help the other party, grabbed his hand, and walked forward, "Uncle Fukuzawa, just get used to it! You are not in their circle! You are already free!"

Listening to his innocent remarks, Fukuzawa Yukichi gradually let go of the grievances in his heart.

His eyes are also empty.

If you think about it carefully, it is a virtue to be willing to gamble and admit defeat.

That's right.

Treat it as a game between two teenagers, and hope that no one will die.

At the end of a long working day, Aso Akita got off work, and sent a message to Edogawa Ranpo, saying that he would cook a sumptuous Chinese meal today, and asked him not to delay returning home until too late.

Edogawa Ranpo replied to the message on the phone, and when he turned around, he saw Shibusawa Ryuhiko's staring eyes.

Of course, this is "undisguised" in his eyes.

"What are you looking forward to doing? I won't take you there, give up!"

"..."

"...?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi was puzzled, and went to look at Shibusawa Ryuhiko who did not make a sound or showed an expectant expression.

Luanbu, how do you see the expectation from the other party's indifferent face!

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said softly: "Last night, I read Mr. Qiuya's works, and I couldn't sleep all night. I had some doubts in my heart. As a reader, I have a reason to visit Mr. Qiuya."

Edokawa blocked the road with random steps, and said with a smile, "Qiu doesn't accept any readers' visits either."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "It doesn't make sense for you to do this."

Edogawa ranpo replied capriciously: "It is meaning to make you unhappy, my family will not let you in! Don't forget your bet, you are my follower, you must listen to me within a month!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko thought deeply, his eyes were slightly cold, "You asked for that on purpose."

"Is there a difference between one month and one month later?"

"Have."

Edogawa Ranpo used the expression of the boss of the script team, and said with a half-smile, "You will be picked up by those people, and then you won't have time to harass us."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "..."

On the street, Fukuzawa Yukichi felt the cold wind, held the sword, and silently gathered his sleeves.

Not only is the biting cold wind, but also a thin mist.

Mr. Qiuya.

What a sinful man you are.

In the next second, Fukuzawa Yukichi fell into a similar world and saw similar people.

Edogawa Ranpo is still not affected by "Ryu Yan no Ma", proudly standing in the real world and laughing: "I know you will not let it go, Ranpo-sama accepts your challenge at any time, whether it is different abilities or reasoning , Let’s all come here! By the way, don’t hurt my babysitter, give him some exercise at most, and if you lose, be obedient to me!”

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko appeared again, his eyes were gloomy when he heard his words.

Edogawa Luanbu happily said: "My servant, carry me home, I'm just tired from walking."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was startled: "Back?"

I carry you?

I can carry you home? ? ?