Conjuring Ceiling runs with his best friend

'I thought I was dead, why didn't I fall into eternal sleep? Shuji Tsushima didn't care about his words, he was puzzled by himself, "The scenery of the river is very nice, Miss Fu Rong's hands are also very soft, and then I died. 'The memory after that was blank, but I just vaguely felt that something hit my body and it hurt.

"Dying into the water is really a good way to die," Dazai Osamu sighed meaninglessly, then changed the topic, "Did you run to me as soon as you died?" 'If this is the case, then he really has to carefully consider whether he should give up the perfect death method of entering the water, and when he dies, he will be attached to himself in the parallel world. What kind of torture is this.

"Probably not..." With the passage of time, Shuji Tsushima gradually recovered a certain degree of rationality, and occasionally the two of them could discuss like this, "I went to some strange places, but I can't remember~"

He didn't care about the missing memory, and began to persecute his young self happily: "Why don't you write a book, go write a novel, I want to get Akutagawa reward!" '

Next, he began to express his endless admiration for Mr. Akutagawa, constantly urging the 15-year-old Dazai to write.

This is not the first time that such a topic has been discussed, and Osamu Dazai couldn't bear it anymore: "I checked, and there is no Akutagawa Award at all, and there is no writer named Akutagawa in the literary world." '

Let him write novels?What a joke, it's too shameful to analyze my inner world with words, and what if someone really understands it?At that time, he will be forced to dry in the sun like a puddle of black sludge, dried and crumbled into slag!No pairing, no death!

'No Akutagawa-sensei! ? ' Shuji Tsushima's voice raised to a piercing scream, 'Why is there no Akutagawa-sensei! !Hurry up and find him! '

"Dazai-kun? Does the leader have any orders?"

After continuous harassment, they finally arrived at the Black Lizard's residence. Osamu Dazai found Hirotsu Liunang and showed him the oracle of silver, signaling them to obey his command during this time.

"What are you doing?" He looked at the paper and pen spread out on the desk in surprise, which didn't look like official documents.

Only then did Guangjin Liulang notice that his new hobbies had been discovered, and calmly swept them into the drawer: "I'm sorry, I want to do some literary creation in my spare time, but it's just an immature little idea." So it's not Fishing during working hours, please don't tell the leader.

Osamu Dazai understood his subtext. He didn't care whether Mori Ogai's subordinates were serious about their work, so of course he would not report it.

Guangjin Liulang breathed a sigh of relief.I don't know what's going on, but the head of the centurion, who has never been interested in writing, has suddenly had a high desire to create in recent months, and secretly wrote a lot of short stories in a row. If he is not rational, he even wants to submit manuscripts to the publishing house.

Ignoring these episodes, the two of them came to Radium Bowl Street to investigate.

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Coming out of Mr. Fujii's private house, Xia Youjie declined the accompanying personnel and wandered the streets by himself.

"Is this Yokohama? It doesn't feel much different from other cities." I thought the port concession would have a more Western style, but it turned out to be a very ordinary modern city, except for the five black buildings in the city center Too eye-catching.

He remembered Mr. Fujii's unconcealable jealousy when he mentioned the organization lingering in the dark night of Yokohama just now, and he couldn't help but want to laugh: "The government is not even more authoritative than Mafia. Is this also a characteristic of the concession?"

But this has nothing to do with him, he is just an innocent curser entrusted to investigate the resurrection from the dead.

Finding a coffee shop at random, Xia Youjie opened up the information he had just obtained, and studied it carefully: "So the first sighting was on Leibo Street? What kind of place is this?"

"The person who entrusted you just wants to know if it is really possible to come back from the dead. You can tell him that it is impossible." A crisp and lively voice sounded from behind him.

In the next second, the black-haired boy was wearing a brown detective suit and sat in front of him excitedly. His squinted eyes opened curiously, revealing pupils as pure as emeralds.

"It's obviously impossible, why don't you just say it directly?" He spit out a series of words in a small mouth, "Don't you also know what he thinks?"

Although he didn't know who he was, and how he knew his commission, Xia Youjie answered his question in a good-tempered manner: "Because you can get money this way, and I've been bored recently, and I want to find something to do."

He looked at the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy in front of him, and it was rare that he didn't reject non-magicians in his heart. Of course, this was inseparable from the change of mentality in the past few months, but more, it was because of the boy's clear eyes. Let him have a sense of déjà vu.

He recruited the waiter: "Please bring me a glass of milk, please."

The young man raised his hand completely out of sight: "I want to eat red bean mochi."

"...And then only eat red beans without mochi?" Xia Youjie said involuntarily.

"That's right, mochi is not sweet." The young man's attitude was very natural, as if red beans and mochi only eat red beans, which is a universal truth.

The visual sense is stronger... Xia Youjie laughed and agreed to his request.

"So, who are you?" He looked at the other party with great interest.

Holding the milk cup, the boy took a big gulp of satisfaction, leaving a milk stain on his mouth, like the white whiskers of a kitten: "My name is Edogawa Ranpo, and I'm a detective! My guardian got lost, so Waiting here for him to come, but I'm hungry."

"So you came to me for dinner?" Xia Youjie frowned, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

Obviously not a few years younger than yourself, why do you have the feeling of facing a child?Or the kind of child who gets lost easily and is easy to abduct, maybe a lollipop is enough, and when will he really be taken away?He doesn't seem to have the strength to realize it.

"I won't be abducted by a lollipop!" Edogawa Luanbu puffed up his cheeks, and said loudly dissatisfied, "And I'm not just looking for someone to grab a meal!"

Obviously he was looking for someone who would definitely meet his requirements, but he was regarded as a kid messing around. Edogawa Ranpo said dissatisfiedly: "My boyfriend and I have a similar personality in the past, right? So you definitely won't hate him. Mine."

"Can you read minds too?" Xia Youjie didn't deny it. The black cat and the white cat are both cats. "But my boyfriend is cuter."

"The clues are so obvious, do you know after a quick look?" Edogawa Ranbu reached into his pocket, pinched his black-rimmed glasses, and wisely did not argue who is cuter, "Mind reading is cheating."

That is keen observation and pure intelligence, Xia Youjie concluded.There are all kinds of weirdos in the magic world, and he has long seen all kinds of shocking remarks and personalities, but this is the first time he has seen such a genius mind and pure heart.

"It's a pity you have a guardian." He sighed.Such an excellent brain is rare to come across, and it's a pity that I can't turn back.

"The president is very good, I will not leave Yokohama to join your great cause." Edogawa Ranpo concentrated on peeling off the soft skin of red bean mochi, scooped out the red bean filling and ate it.

Xia Youjie sighed, why can't the person he likes be dug back?

"However, in return for treating me to dessert, how about I help you find this?" Throwing the mochi on the plate contentedly, Edogawa Ranpo pointed to the folder in his hand, his face full of words. fair trade.

The president has just taught him that giving and receiving should be equal!

Xia Youjie glanced at him unexpectedly: "Can all of this be deduced?" He had just read this information, except for the location and vague witness reports, there was no valuable information at all.

Ranpo Edogawa took out his black-rimmed glasses and put them on in front of his eyes, and took the folder with confidence: "I am Ranpo Edogawa! Extraordinary ability—[Super Reasoning]!"

The black-haired boy flipped through the paper quickly, "Hmm~ I see!"

He raised his head, with absolute reason and confidence in his green eyes: "Don't worry about it, someone will solve this matter, just wait for the entrustment when the time comes."

It was said that Xia Youjie didn't know whether he should be happy or not. Although it's good to wait to collect money, he came to find an opponent who can move around a bit. Besides, Ranpo Edogawa is a person with supernatural powers?He heard that there are many people with supernatural powers in Yokohama, but he didn't expect to meet one when he first arrived.

"Is Edogawa-kun a person with supernatural abilities?" He decided to ask clearly.

"Isn't it obvious, my [super reasoning] is very strong, and I can see through the truth of everything!" The black-haired and blue-eyed boy looked proud, "It's completely different from your strange ability."

Well, he also noticed the spell.Xia Youjie thought with a blank face, but if his supernatural ability is really as he said, then it would not be surprising to be seen.

Spells and supernatural abilities are like products of two worlds. Although they are both born, the principles are completely different.Spells can also be said to extract the energy of negative emotions, but how the supernatural power works is still inconclusive, and it is all in an unknown state.

"Can I ask why you don't care about it?" He rubbed the corners of his eyes, giving up on the difference between supernatural powers and spells, and he is not a researcher.It's better to study your own commission instead. Direct business transactions also need to explain the situation to the client.

"Hey~ This is a thief calling catch a thief. No one is resurrected. It's all a falsehood. The port mafia has infiltrated spies," he hates explaining things that can be seen at a glance, but for the sake of red beans and mochi, Chuan Ranpo still racked his brains trying to explain clearly, "In short, Port Mafia and the others will solve this incident."

do not understand at all.

Xia Youjie didn't know what kind of expression to put on: "So it has nothing to do with the curse, right?" It is enough to be sure of this, and his commission only has this clear requirement. To hide the item, you can just fool around, anyway, Fujii doesn't dare to turn his face.

"Yeah." Maomao nodded.

"If you want to see the result, you can go to the seaside cemetery, you may meet someone you know." Luanbu added, but he may not be able to deduce the person's trajectory accurately, so it is only possible.

"Random step!" Wearing a traditional kimono, the silver-haired man with a serious face hurriedly pushed the door in, and walked directly towards them with a clear goal.

"It's good this time, I didn't run around," he praised the black-haired boy who jumped up in front of him blankly, "Next time I get lost, I will do the same, wait for me around, you understand?"

Then, ignoring Edogawa Ranbu who muttered that he was not lost, he turned around and bowed slightly to Xia Youjie, "I'm sorry for the trouble." He saw the remains of food on the table, and was about to take out his wallet, " May I ask how much he spent on Ranpo? I will pay you right away."

"I paid for it!" Seeing that the president didn't listen to his explanation, Edogawa Ranpo said aggrievedly.

Xia Youjie did not accept the money handed over by the silver-haired man, but shook his head and refused: "That's right, Edogawa-kun solved a commission for me, and he paid for it."

"That's good," he breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed the coquettish black-haired and blue-eyed kitten, "I'm Fukuzawa Yukichi, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"Xia Youjie," he glanced covertly at his callused palms, and his seemingly relaxed posture, but in fact he was ready to attack at any time. Xia Youjie knew that this was definitely a strong man. He said goodbye with a smile, "Since someone Come to pick up Edogawa-kun, then I will leave first."

The moment he opened the door and went out, he heard Edogawa Ranbu raise his head and ask Fukuzawa Yukichi: "President, how much did they pay for the novel I wrote?"

Didn't you expect that boy to be a writer?I don't know if his narration can make readers understand if he writes a novel.Xia Youjie thought of his jumpy words when he explained just now.

"Uh, Ranpo, let's go back and change it? The editor said that his thinking is too chaotic and he can't understand it." Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice was a little embarrassed.

It's really incomprehensible...

The author has something to say: Originally, I wanted Xia You and Lan Tang to fight, but after rewatching the first three episodes of the third season, I felt that the two-black love battle (bushi) is not so good [ cover face]

In short, let’s hook up Ranbu Maomao first~

感谢在2021-01-3000:00:30~2021-01-3021:13:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the lucky bag sank, woo woo woo woo 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!