Started with a green hat for Verlaine

afterwards.

Mori Ogai successfully joined the job, went to the bank after get off work, and silently checked the amount on the card.

The password is the original password, six zeros.

The balance on the card... has one more zero than the PIN!Seven zeros! ! !

Mori Ogai read it three times, and decisively stuffed the card into his pocket, shouting in his heart that the mafia is to make money!The Hong Kong black analyst is indeed the richest member of the entire organization!

"It's not a disadvantage to be his direct subordinate and not have to obey the orders of other cadres."

"Am I... am I on the right track?"

Mori Ogai, who is proficient in Chinese, joked about himself inwardly.

With the mood of getting rich one day, he walked to the clinic, preparing to take Alice and Akiko to have a big meal, to make up for the fact that he was too lazy to cook so he always ate instant noodles.

When he arrived at the clinic, he greeted his lovely Alice with a smiling face.

It was indeed the figure of Alice with tears in her eyes, panic-stricken, the blond girl grabbed the white coat coat on Mori Ogai's chest, and said loudly, "Rintaro, Akiko is gone!"

Mori Ogai's face changed drastically, and he asked forcefully, "Where did you miss it?"

Alice didn't get angry with him, and quickly told what happened: "I didn't go out today, I was helping you look after the shop in the clinic, and Akiko was staying in the room, and then I found out that she ran to the next room, the window over there The guardrail was cut off, and Akiko got out from inside!"

Mori Ogai asked in confusion, "Didn't you hear anything?"

Alice shook her head: "The time is short, I only heard a little sound, I'm not sure."

Mori Ogai came to the window where Yosano Akiko escaped, there were traces of dust being wiped off the window sill, and the metal guardrail even left broken cracks.

Mori Ogai touched the crack with his white-gloved hand, as if he could be hurt by the sharp edge.

He withdrew his hand sharply.

"It's a sword!"

A top swordsman can cut through the wind without hurting anything around him.

The entire metal guardrail was cut open from the left and right sides with two swords. The speed was so fast and the explosion was so strong that the metal strips that should have made a huge impact sound were cut down like tofu.

"Someone was eyeing Akiko, stepped on it early, and snatched Akiko while I was away..." Mori Ogai's eyes were cold, and it was difficult to say later, "Akiko left on her own initiative."

The little girl who has been sad and autistic in his clinic has lost interest in the outside world. He has taken her to amusement parks, cake shops, and various places that can make her happy, but she always treats her in a dull way. She looked at the world with her eyes, as if she would not leave even if she let go of her hand.

Mori Ogai was deceived by Yosano Akiko's submissive attitude.

It's not that she doesn't want to leave!

She... dare not reveal such thoughts in front of him!

Mori Ogai closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and then thought again, he had no way to enlighten Akiko in the clinic, and then he would work in the port mafia, if someone from the outside world could make Akiko open her heart and accept the world again , maybe the ability will recover?

Akiko's greatest value is her top-notch healing ability that can heal the seriously injured in one go - "Please don't die".If Akiko hadn't been tested and lost her supernatural powers, the government wouldn't have put her in a nursing home and allowed herself to take her away without pursuing her.

Because, the government also hopes that someone outside can awaken the power of the "angel of death".

A crystal without power loses its preciousness.

"Find her whereabouts first, and talk about other things later."

The person who dared to take Akiko from him must not be an ordinary person. He was not ready to start a war with others. The best solution is to improve his status and force.

Alice obeyed his order, the smile on her face disappeared, she nodded and said, "Yes."

Mori Ogai touched the top of Alice's head, a chill appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Alice. I wanted to go eat with you. Now let's follow her escape route and hope to find some clues."

"Is Rintaro sad?"

Alice stood on tiptoe and hugged Mori Ogai's neck like a daughter attached to her father.

This is... an extremely rare move for her.

In her character, she was "set" to be loyal to Mori Ogai, but hated Mori Ogai like a little girl.

"It doesn't matter even if you cry, Alice likes it the most."

"……puff."

"Rintaro?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Alice is so cute, I can't be sad anymore."

"Stupid Rintaro! How dare you tease me at this time!"

"I only need Alice to survive. Alice is the person I love the most. Akiko is gone... let's go, I am not indispensable to her."

Mori Ogai held Alice, who was beating him, and begged for mercy while looking for traces.Unexpectedly, although the person who snatched Akiko Yosano came prepared, they were very arrogant and did not deliberately clean up their traces. Mori Ogai and Alice saw some of their footprints in the complicated alley.

There are two people, one big and one small.

The small ones are teenagers.

The big one wore wooden clogs, so he should be an old-school swordsman.

Akiko stumbled and ran away following the young boy with small footprints and light weight.

Mori Ogai gritted his teeth secretly: These are the two kidnappers!

Alice asked, "Does Rintaro have any clues?"

Mori Ogai nodded, "I still need to look up the sword masters in Yokohama City."

It shouldn't be that one...

After all, the trouble with the ability to open a license has not yet been resolved. How dare they cause other troubles?

Mori Ogai has never seen Edogawa Ranpo, and the conclusions deduced by common sense are biased.

Fukuzawa Yukichi can't do it, but it doesn't mean Edogawa Ranpo can't do it!

Edogawa Ranpo shared his snacks with the abducted little butterfly, "Akiko, come and eat, let's play peek-a-boo with the adults in the city!"

Infected by his strong confidence and joy, Yosano Akiko looked at him in bewilderment.

She didn't understand why the other party was so happy.

"Aren't you... not afraid?"

Mori Ogai is not easy to mess with, and he will never let go of the two who rescued her.

"There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Edogawa stretched his waist randomly, pushed his hat down, and said handsomely: "You are afraid of that doctor, right? Don't worry too much. His opponent is my guardian. We don't have to face him directly. So what if you come to the door?" He shouted towards the door: "Uncle Fuze! If someone restricts the personal freedom of minors, what should they do?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi said without saying a word: "Down, send it to the police station!"

Edogawa Ranpo snapped his newly learned fingers, and then rubbed his knuckles.

"listen."

The youth's emerald green eyes were very close to Akiko Yosano.

Yosano Akiko blushed unconsciously, but listened attentively to the other party's clear and energetic voice.

What to hear?

"It's justice, idiot! We represent justice that saves others!"

"Qiu also said that the evil does not suppress the good!"

No matter what you do, it is more correct to follow the way of glory than to follow the way of conspiracy and calculation.

Therefore, he chose to deduce Akiko's situation and then rob him!

So what?

If you have the ability, come and defeat them!

The correctness of society is on his side, and the righteous are on his side. He has mastered the survival rules of ordinary people and can write novels that ordinary people can understand.

Ranpo-sama——He is the emperor's beloved son, the world's number one detective!

The mere work of saving lives is trivial.

After get off work, the villa.

Before the sink, Ma Shengqiu also cleaned his hands before meals.

The soap suds were rubbed out.

He blew on the foam, watching gently as the foam floated and landed on the mirror.

The aftereffects of murder exist and can only be overcome, not ignored.

After killing the leader who once admired him but is now eager to strangle him, Ma Shengqiu also had a strong negative psychology, and then he adjusted his emotions through dialogue with Lantang.He can't make everyone like him, that's something he can't even do with [-] yuan bills, all he can do is to make sure that he won't regret it by recalling that day.

Every hand washing is like a repeated confirmation.

The water is so clean...

It shows that no matter how red the sin karma is, it can be washed away by clean things.

Aso Qiu also fell into a strange state. When he was rubbing out the foam, he would think of Nishida Shibashi's supernatural power. Looking at the non-mainstream gangster outside, he would think of Kimura Seaki who dyed his hair. He opened a bottle of red wine, inside The blood seems to flow out of Yukisada Watanabe's body...

Seeing the man who set the table staring at the red wine in a daze, and the corkscrew had not been put down for a long time, Lan Tang hugged him from behind, "What are you thinking about?"

Ma Shengqiu also said distressedly: "I lose my appetite just looking at the red wine."

Lan Tang raised his eyebrows: "Because it looks like blood?"

Ma Shengqiu blinked his eyelashes unnaturally, as if he was embarrassed by his excuse.

Lan Tang took his bottle opener and put it on the shelf, then walked over and poured red wine into two wine glasses, the two of them were the only adults in the house who could drink.

"I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for the leader."

"Hey, it's not as good as you thought..."

"The refutation is invalid, I don't listen to Qiu Ye's flickering, do you want to hear my method?"

"Ok?"

"Drink and forget about these things."

Lan Tang picked up the wine glass, toasted him, and half sat on the dining table amidst the sound of glass colliding.

"Tomorrow, you can see him sitting in the chief's room again, enjoying his rights."

"It's true to think so."

Ma Shengqiu also accepted his persuasion and drank red wine.

Lan Tang poked at his pain point: "Qiu is too soft-hearted, her neck doesn't hurt anymore, and she starts to think wildly."

Ma Shengqiu also had a mournful face: "How can it not hurt, I have been dumb recently."

Lan Tang asked, "Is no one in the organization surprised?"

Ma Shengqiu also said calmly: "People who don't know me think I have a cold."

Lan Tang found it interesting to ask: "People who know you?"

Ma Shengqiu also clenched his fist, coughed a few times uncomfortable in his throat, and made a swallowing movement, "Isn't it just a few throat exercises, a little love between us."

Lan Tang was stunned, and the red wine glass almost fell from his hands.

His snow-white cheeks were suddenly flushed, and even in his exasperation, the Frenchman seemed to be saying love words, "How can you say such a thing! You wronged me-I didn't!"

Lan Tang stepped across the dining table, pulled off the red scarf around the other party's neck to block the bruises and pinches, opened his lips, and bit the side of the other party's neck, wanting to be like a vampire but not daring to bite him, "Damn it, you In total, I haven’t done it a few times, which time have I hurt your throat?”

Ma Shengqiu also patted Lantang on the back, his voice was still gentle despite the hoarseness.

"They will only envy us."

Before he got to know Lantang formally, Ma Shengqiu used to boast about how he got along with the French beauty to his colleagues. After getting this person, he realized that there were some things he didn’t want to say, but he could say It must have been a joke when it came out.

On the outside, Ma Shengqiu no longer easily shared their love life.

Even if he restrained himself in this way, he still envied others, and let everyone in the port mafia know that Aso's prospective cadre had a French lover whom he had been dating for many years.

No one suspected the male Lan Tang.

They met in the daytime, their eyes intertwined, and they only needed to understand each other's sweetness.

Lan Tang rested his head on his shoulder, half of his body was sitting at the end of the long dining table, his body was soft and elegant, like a mermaid dragging sea water and romantic sentiment.

"Qiuya, there is no obstacle ahead of us."

It doesn't matter whether you are in the top position or not.

Ma Shengqiu also became the behind-the-scenes controller of the port mafia, and the old leader was their puppet.No matter what kind of drama is going on on stage, Lan Tang just sits under the stage to enjoy and enjoy, savoring the unique secret between the two, and catches the reflection of his lover on the stage with his eyes.

Ma Shengqiu also bowed his head to kiss him, and gave him the sip of red wine, the slightly sour fruity aroma intertwined in his mouth.

"Okay, next time we meet in the office, you can lie down with me to rest at noon."

"I'll prepare your favorite blanket for you..."

The black-haired young man with an Asian appearance hugged his French beauty, and slowly slid his hand on her back, as if trying to catch the mermaid's tail.

"Mr. Qiuye, Mr. Lantang, I'm back!"

At the door, Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was coming home from school, rushed in like a calf, making a loud and clear voice.He was sweating all over, and after playing basketball after school, he was full of energy, so he was ready to go home to take a shower and eat.

"..."

"..."

Hearing the sound of Zhong Ye running upstairs, Ma Shengqiu let go of Lan Tang calmly, blocked Lan Tang who was sitting on the dining table with his body, and urged the person who was about to lie down to get down.

Lan Tang said quietly: "Is he and Luanbu-jun important, or me?"

Faced with such multiple-choice questions, Ma Shengqiu said shamefully, "Of course my dear!"

Lan Tang felt wronged and said, "Really?"

Ma Shengqiu also gave him a kiss, and Lantang even wanted to be jealous of children. He was indeed a three-dimensional infertility advocate.

Ma Shengqiu also hugged Lan Tang who was lying on the dining table.

"Wife can sleep, but son can't!"

For single young people, the desire to have a wife trumps everything else!

Don't ask, the question is that I have coveted your body and soul for many years, and chose you four years ago.

Arthur Rimbaud, thank you for amnesia!

I can sleep with you!