At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time, and the sun was whitening the sidewalk.The small young man shrank into the shadow of the tree, pressed the soda bottle to his face, and watched the policemen nervously busy.

"No area C."

"How about A05?"

"No area D."

"F..."

The occasional short conversations aggravated the tension in this blocked block. Yasui wiped his forehead, but couldn't tell whether the wet sweat on his hands was hot or cold.

"Mr. Ranpo." He walked towards the short young man under the tree, with a sincere tone, "We have searched for more than half, but found nothing..."

"Don't worry, Officer Yasui." The young man hid in the shadow under the street tree, took a sip of the cold soda, and leisurely said, "The bomb is in this block, and so is the prisoner. The police have already surrounded the place. Are you afraid that he will insert it?" Did you get on your wings and run?"

"But there are only 10 minutes left before the forecast time for the bomb explosion..."

The young man pressed the brim of his hat impatiently: "Oh, oh, it's really useless. If Mr. Ranbu doesn't go out, can't you even find a prisoner who is surrounded?"

"In that case—" He lazily pulled out a pair of glasses and placed them on the tip of his nose.Immediately, the young man's squinted eyes suddenly opened, his emerald green pupils scanned the scene, and suddenly pointed at the young policeman who hurried past beside him: "Hey, where did you hide the bomb?"

The police officer paused, and before he could refute, the young detective added unhurriedly: "The method of using the position to transfer the bomb has long been outdated, and even the method of pretending to be a policeman is so old-fashioned. It's really nothing new. Crime, I see, the bomb—is it on you?"

"Hey," Yasui's expression darkened immediately, and his hand reached for the holster on his waist, "What's your name? Lift your head up!"

Before the word "come" could be said, the young policeman drew his gun faster than Yasui, and shot Edogawa Ranpo under the tree.The small young man was happy and fearless, and even raised the soda bottle, taking another sip slowly.

"Too late," he muttered.

With a sound of "Dang", the bullet was knocked down on the cement road, creating a light white spot.The gray-haired boy with the knife appeared without warning, and only the rustling of the treetops on the roadway hinted at his hiding place.He didn't give the bomber disguised as a policeman any time to react, the short knife pierced his wrist like lightning, the gun fell to the ground, and his high-toothed clogs stepped on the opponent's shoulder.

The blade dripping with blood was stuck to the side of the bomber's face, and the young man's red eyes were curved, and he greeted livelyly: "Mr. Bomb, hello!"

Immediately, the police surrounded him to collect the bomb, and handcuffed him again.And the young man with the knife deftly turned out of the crowd, and the high-toothed clogs landed in front of Edogawa Ranpo with a "click".

The two who had made the first effort clapped tacitly: "Full marks!"

On the other side, Masa Yasui ordered people to look for the missing policeman.The red-eyed boy jumped in front of the responsible policeman in two steps, and raised his hand to answer the question: "He's in that clothes store! Luanbudian has found him a long time ago!"

"Ah..." Even though he has seen Edogawa Ranpo's astonishing ability many times, Yasui is still frustrated that he has nowhere to use his force.But it's lucky that his subordinates are fine. He sincerely thanked the two of them: "Thank you, Mr. Ranpo, and Jinjian. Without the two of you, I don't know how it will end today."

"Hmph, there is no Ranpo-sama, I really don't know what you should do!" Edogawa Ranpo accepted Yasui's thanks as a matter of course.

Imaken is also unceremonious: "Of course! I am a super powerful tengu!"

"Let's go, Imken! The president is coming soon, let's go buy some snacks from him!"

"Yohoo!" Imaken cheered and followed Edogawa Ranpo's footsteps, "I want to eat dumplings!"

The police officers were still busy at the end, but the senior and junior had already walked away side by side.Yasui followed a few steps worriedly, and when he saw a middle-aged man with white hair in kimono greet the two of them, he turned back silently.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't have to come. He had just returned from a business trip and was away for a few days. Haruno had accumulated a lot of work.Although Ranpo doesn't know the way, Imaken is very familiar with the streets and alleys of Yokohama, so he doesn't have to worry about getting lost.

but……

Forget it, Fukuzawa thought.There are still two children. After a hard day, it is not impossible to buy some snacks to reward them.

The two who were rewarded had new snacks, and they were both in a bright mood.Jinjian was bouncing up and down the wall, eating happily with a few sticks of glutinous rice balls in his hand.

"Master Ranpo wants too!" Edogawa Ranpo raised his head and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Here you are!" Jin Jian was not stingy, jumped down and handed him a bamboo stick with dumplings on it, then turned around and jumped onto the guardrail on the other side of the street.

"Not only are the dumplings from this restaurant not as delicious as the ones at home, they are even worse than the ones I bought last time!" Jin Jian ate a bunch and suggested dissatisfiedly, "Fukuzaden, let's change to another one next time." !"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded indulgently, listening to Jin Jian talking about the commissions these days and the basic situation of the detective agency.

"That's right!" Jin Jian suddenly jumped hard on the railing.Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his hand subconsciously. Even though he knew that the little guy had amazing balance ability, he still couldn't help being frightened when he saw him jumping around on the bridge railing like acrobatics.

Then he heard Jinjian say: "I heard that a very powerful samurai appeared in Yokohama recently!"

These days, there are not many traditional warriors.Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his head unexpectedly, and looked at the Imaki sword swinging on the bridge railing.

"It was Dazaiden who told me, it seems that he came from Tokyo." Imai Kenkuku drew an inaccurate route map, "Kyoto, Nagano, Tokyo, and Yokohama. I have already stayed in Yokohama for three days."

Fukuzawa Yukichi heard Imken's concern: "Is there anything special about it?"

Jin Jian shook his head.

External forces are not the detective agency's problem. He is just reminded of this outdated word.

"Everyone in the family also has a lot of samurai." He mentioned his family with great interest, "This style is very similar to Yan Rong. His sword skills are super-powerful!"

"Imaken, you idiot, you've been talking about it for four years!" Edogawa shouted dissatisfiedly.

"But Yan Rong is really powerful!" Jin Jian plausibly said, "He used to hunt with knives! He hunted with knives! He has hunted 99 knives!"

Edogawa turned his head in a hurry, and looked at the boy who was jumping on the fence: "Huh? Are there still people doing such old-fashioned activities?"

Bad, bad!Leaked!Jin Jian hastened to make amends: "Who said you are old-fashioned! I...everyone in my family is like this, can't you!"

Edogawa ranbu glanced at him and snorted softly.Of course, Imai knew how smart Edogawa Ranpo was, so he looked around guiltily. This look, he happened to see the back of a tall monk with a naginata at the bridge not far away.

The monk attracted not only Imken's attention, but also Fukuzawa Yukichi who subconsciously became vigilant.He wanted to stretch out his hand to protect Edogawa Ranpo behind his back, but Ranpo pulled his kimono sleeve first, motioning him to look at Imken.

The usually lively boy was strangely quiet at the moment.He stood on the railing of the bridge, staring blankly at the monk with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.Fukuzawa Yukichi just wanted to ask him what's the matter, when he blinked hard and put on his usual smile.

"Yan Rong!" Shouted Jin Jian, he stuffed the rest of the dumpling into Luanbu, stepped on the high-tooth wooden clogs and jumped a few steps on the railing by the side of the street.

"Be careful--" Fukuzawa Yukichi worriedly told him that before he landed, Imken accelerated his run-up and rushed out.

Hearing the call from behind, the orange-haired monk spun the naginata in a circle, and swept it back without turning his head. When the sword was about to strike, he lowered his body and turned over in the air against the edge of the sword. With the handle of the knife, he slashed at the monk's hand holding the knife.

Yan Rong turned around abruptly, retracting his hands, dodging the blow accidentally and lightly, the naginata was lifted from the bottom up, and the sword did not even fall to the ground. On Yan Rong's shoulders.

The monk laughed and threw the naginata into the air. Imaiken cheered and hugged his neck with the hand that was not holding the sword, and was supported by him, turned half a circle, and threw it on his shoulder.The naginata fell from behind the two of them, and Yan Rong stretched out his hand, holding the long handle of the knife, and stood beside him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is himself a master of swordsmanship, was also frightened by the fight between the two of them.He asked himself, under such circumstances, there was no way for him to resolve the surprise attack from Jinjian so perfectly.

Even if there were some reasons why he didn't understand each other as deeply as those two, the monk himself must be no worse than...even better than his swordsman.

He walked slowly in front of the monk with chaotic steps, just in time to hear the man laughing loudly: "It's really powerful! Today's sword!"

"Of course!"

Edogawa Ranpo opened his emerald green eyes, looking at this surprisingly harmonious combination of large and small.

"I see." He didn't know what to see, he whispered to himself.Just as Fukuzawa Yukichi was about to ask, he saw Edogawa suddenly raised his head in disorder, and looked over with a pair of cat-like eyes: "President!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Imaken sitting on Yan Rong's shoulder, and then at Edogawa Ranpo, and understood something inexplicably.

He refused with difficulty: "Luanbu, you are getting old."

"Hey." Edogawa Ranpo immediately raised his head, staring at Imaken, "Childish brat!"

"If you can't eat grapes in Luanbu Palace, you say the grapes are sour!" Jinjian fought back not to be outdone.

"Master Ranbu just doesn't have the same knowledge as a kid!"

"Obviously envy—"

"Gahahahaha!"

At this moment, the bridgehead is full of laughter and laughter, but the port is full of guns and bullets.Several black suits hid behind the container and shouted to each other anxiously.

"Where is the answering person?"

"The firepower is too strong!"

"Goods! The goods are going to be lost!"

"Just suddenly—"

Before the word "Wei" came out, the man fell silent, causing a burst of exclamations of "sniper".In less than a moment, more than half of the black suits were broken, and the rest of them did not dare to act rashly, and carefully hid themselves, anxiously looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements.

After a while, the gunshots suddenly became sparse.After a while, it was already quiet outside.Immediately afterwards, the sound of panicked footsteps got closer and closer, they turned a corner, and met them face to face.

It's the leader of the robbery!It's just that now his expression is panicked, and he is no longer as arrogant as before.

Before the black suits had time to react, he fell to the ground screaming miserably.With a flick of the dagger, he scraped half an inch into the ground on his neck, the man trembled, and turned his head tremblingly, his eyes reflected the appearance of chasing soldiers.

It seems that she is about the age of a primary school student, wearing a delicate and beautiful dress, and after a chase, "she" didn't even mess up her hair, so she single-handedly and simply drove him into the current desperate situation: "You, you yes……"

The pink high-heeled shoes stopped in front of him, and the "girl" bent down with a smile, her blue eyes blinking slyly: "The port mafia cadre Nakahara Nakaya is directly under, Ranto Shiro. I really like this mess! "

The author has something to say:

It is the new card face of Miracle Sword - Butei Jin and PM Chaos!

Woohoo messy sauce really suits Port Mafia he's just a little princess (you

Suddenly there was an idea that my aunt was the leader of the port mafia, and Luan Jiang was the naive and cruel Mafia little devil who was directly under the guerrilla captain

After being set fire by the enemy, rely on ultra-high mobility to counter-kill, "Make him like this, and be prepared to be do whatever you want!" Then aim at the enemy leader with a backhand and open his chest or something (I'm not right

感谢在2021-05-1523:51:17~2021-05-1823:25:50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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of blue;

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

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