Home from scratch in another world

This morning, Yosano Akiko was still reading "The Exiles Suite". She has always been a fan of Teacher April. Her favorite novel before was "Red Moon Manor". The escape that exposes everyone's inner past - thrills, madness, depression, despair...

While she was terrified by it, she also enjoyed it, like the chainsaw swung down before every treatment, the skin and flesh were cut, the blood splashed on her face, as if she could smell the smell of gunfire and gunpowder smoke , so familiar, reassuring.

So yesterday, she held up the chainsaw as before, but trembled at the moment of cutting... It was not until the dying patient who came to the hospital bed for help that she wailed in pain that she steadily lowered the knife and used- "Please don't die."

The golden butterfly flutters, and the dying person under the dance regains a new life...

This time, the entrusted patient came out almost within a minute. The members of the detective agency who didn't hear the screams couldn't help being surprised. Didn't Ms. Xie Ye do the anatomy four or five times?

The intact client thanked President Fukuzawa again and again, added a large amount of commission fee, and left gratefully.

The sincere words of thanks and the tears of regaining new life, sitting in the innermost Edogawa, walked in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear. It is nothing unusual for the patient to thank the doctor.

He didn't want to care about this matter at first, and let her go and persuade him when that guy comes tomorrow, but the president has noticed something wrong with Xie Ye these days. Snack, jumped off the table and entered the infirmary.

The doctor in the infirmary is quiet and autistic, with the novel turned to the end page again on his lap, but his eyes are wandering, watching the gloomy sunlight outside the window through the clear glass window.

The sound of the door opening did not reach her ears, the sound of eating snacks was very clear, the sound of cracking biscuits, the sound of plastic packaging bags, and the sound of people coming in dragging chairs on the ground finally woke up the doctor who was immersed in his thoughts.

Edogawa dragged the chair in disorder to find a place where there was no blood, and continued to eat coarse snacks.

"Mr. Ranpo... am I... a patient."

After a long silence, the female voice in the closed ward was dull: "Am I, sick?"

A detective patted the biscuit crumbs for Akiko's sake, took out his glasses from his pocket, activated his supernatural ability, and diagnosed: "Well...you are not sick, you are healthy."

He draws conclusions.

"But I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by an impatient detective: "So what if you like anatomy, Master Ranpo also likes reasoning, it's such a simple thing to heal to fullness, of course you have to pay a little price."

Edogawa Ranpo took it for granted, "But Ranpo-sama doesn't like pain, so Akiko wants to give me anesthesia."

The cloud outside the window seemed to recede a bit, the light came into the room, the temperature shone on her body, she no longer lost sight of Yosano Akiko, she nodded vigorously, and her hand touched the book on her lap - "The Exile Suite".

A war novel without supernatural powers, a novel without depicting battlefields, a novel without doctors, and a story about ordinary people fleeing for their lives.

She silently recalled the contents of the book, keeping all the words and sentences firmly in her heart. When she reached the last page of "The Exile", she once again found that her doubts were increasing.

Yosano Akiko couldn't help confiding to the person she trusted, to the smartest person in the world: "Mr. Ranpo, haven't I already rescued everyone and cured everyone? Why don't they want to be like ordinary people?" Struggling to live like that? Why did you show me that look at me?"

Edogawa was puzzled, and gave her a look—why did she ask such a low-level question.

But he had already completed his task, so the detective walked out of the infirmary door with the package of coarse snacks he had eaten.

……

Does she really not know?

Maybe she knows it, because "Please don't die" can only save people, but not people's hearts...

The conversation with Mr. Ranpo yesterday seemed to have untied a little knot in her heart, but she still felt a little uneasy and confused with Yosano. Regarding what happened on Ever Darkness Island eight years ago, she dared not recall it, nor could she forget it—that and She got along for a long time, but in the end she hated her group of people, those... exiles.

Exiles... am I an exile?Are they exiles?It turns out that in a world without supernatural powers, there are also wars. It turns out that in a world with wars, everyone lives in such pain.

Akiko was taken aback.

By the way, Yosano Akiko suddenly remembered that Mr. Ranpo said that Mr. April would be visiting the Armed Detective Agency today.

The doctor in a white coat hurriedly took a look at the side of the machete. Seeing that he was well-dressed, he finally felt relieved.

……

Not long after, Jian Guanyi and Fu Heshier from the "Deep Space" team secretly visited President Fukuzawa of the Armed Detective Agency. This matter had been made an appointment in advance, and as the IQ responsible for this time, Jian Guan Yi and Fukuzawa Yukichi entered the office for a detailed discussion.

Fu Heisher came mainly as a bodyguard. He thanked his secretary, Ms. Haruno, for bringing the tea. He sat on the reception sofa and looked around boredly. Most of the people were working at their workstations. There was only one green eye. The boy with a baby face had nothing to do, he sat on the table and stared at him with a strange scrutiny that made his hair grow dark.

"Why doesn't she come?"

Ok?

Fu Heisher looked puzzled, but he realized who the "she" was in the other party's mouth. He was a little unhappy and asked in a baby-faced tone, "Why did she come? She is very busy."

"She's not busy today!"

Edogawa retorted loudly in Luanbo, and collapsed from the table in dissatisfaction, waving his small cape.

"She actually chose to go to the other side where she didn't choose to come to a detective. Damn, what's so good about the mafia, hate, hate, hate!"

Fu Heisher looked even more puzzled, and the members of the detective agency were taken aback by the outburst of emotions from the treasure of the town, and quickly coaxed the unhappy Mr. Ranbu to sneak a look at the gentleman who came to visit today.

In fact, before the deep space visit, Mr. Ranpo was very happy, and said that there was an 80% possibility that the other party would come, and in the case of a famous detective, it must be 100%!He took out his treasured chocolates and refreshments and prepared to receive today's visitors.

But Ranpo-san stopped talking when the two of Shen Kong entered the door, Kunikida Doppo shook his head, and couldn't help worrying about Ranpo-san's making friends.He turned to the page of "Coaxing Quotations" excerpted from his notebook, and picked out the most suitable piece of persuasion:

"Mr. Ranpo, even if a mature person is angry, he will pretend to be calm; even if he is unhappy, he will try his best to smile; even if he cares too much, he will not explain too much."

Ranpo Edogawa was so enraged by the president's personal disciple that he looked for words to scold him everywhere: "Idiot Kunikida, idiot, big idiot, super big idiot!"

Fu Heisher watched the farce speechlessly. At this time, Yosano Akiko, who was flipping through the "Exile Suite" in the infirmary, heard the movement and came out from the room. Her eyes were still a little red, and her face was missing to the disappointment of key figures.

But seeing Mr. Ranpo's tantrum, he deftly smoothed the hair of this older child.

"Humph!"

Edogawa Ranpo, who came down this step, was still angry. This was the second time that she had failed in "super-reasoning", so she waved her hand to emphasize.

"Master Ranpo, don't bother with her anymore, she definitely won't! She will never know what she missed, it's a detective's friendship!"

……

At this time, the two people in the conference room who were about to finish discussing cooperation also heard the chaotic movement outside, Fukuzawa Yukichi said helplessly: "I made you laugh, Mr. Jian."

Jian Guanyi naturally waved his hands and said nothing happened, but he couldn't help worrying, don't let the 28-year-old adopted by Xuezhi provoke children from other families to make a fuss, no, he has to speed up the conversation.

"President Fukuzawa, what do you think about the cooperation on the 'slums'?" Jian Guanyi asked.

Fukuzawa Yukichi had a serious expression on his face: "For the benefit of the country and the people, the merits will last for thousands of years. The armed detective agency is duty-bound."

"Then please ask President Fukuzawa to introduce us to the government." Jian Guanyi said with a smile.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded solemnly, feeling an indescribable touch in his heart. He recalled what he said just now, and felt that his mood at this moment was very similar to when he read "The Poor Hundred" three years ago, and he desperately wanted to do it. Something, something urgent to change.

He remembered the reply letter from Teacher April received three years ago. Her words "obey your own heart and don't ask questions" made Fukuzawa Yukichi finally determined to help the children in the slums. Determination is useless. The proposal of "reconstruction of slums" that Luanbu spent a long time sorting out was not accepted by the government from the very beginning, and it was evaded in every possible way...

Even if the detective agency tried its best to help the orphans in the slums, people's hearts were messed up, and it was a drop in the bucket after all.

The president of the detective agency, who had passed his forties, let out a long sigh.

And when he looked up and saw the young black-haired young man opposite him, he was suddenly moved and excited. These young people are all fighting for Yokohama, and the elders like me naturally have the ability to swing a sword for it.

He is going to use all his contacts and resources to promote this matter, and he even thinks that he can also seek help from his teacher!

……

That night, Fu Heisher sauntered home with his wife.Jian Guanyi also went home today, and the two big men and the head of the family reported that the talks with the Armed Detective Agency went well.

Attil's Hong Kong meeting time was changed to tomorrow, and when she went home to help wash the vegetables, Shimeng held up a spatula and nodded in satisfaction, she knew that the two of them could do it, and President Fukuzawa was also a righteous person .

Then the family of eight had a lively dinner, and the table with children was often noisy, especially when there were two little boys.

The mapo tofu cooked by Shimeng herself was ignored by everyone. She felt that the taste was mediocre after eating it herself. She wondered when she would go to Treasure Restaurant and try the spicy curry. Maybe she could meet up with old friends... …

Afterwards, the two children played with toys, the remaining three did their homework, and the oldest one started to do intelligence work again. Shi Meng was teaching Fu Heisher a supplementary lesson, and the living room was filled with warm and noisy TV background sounds and occasional conversations .

Just when the time was quiet, a special phone rang, from Shimeng's pocket.

!

——It belongs to Matsuura Fumichi!

Shi Meng jumped on the spot, afraid that he was here to urge the new book, so he stuffed the mobile phone into the hand of Akutagawa who was doing homework, and motioned for him to pick it up.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke silently waited for her to turn off the TV, threatened Megumi and Hisakusa not to speak, and waited for the living room to quiet down before turning on the speakerphone, and said "Hi".

Editor Matsuura sounded uncomfortable, and said, "Is it Teacher Liu Chuan? Is Teacher April there?"

Shi Meng snatched the pen and notebook from Fu Heisher's hand, and drew a big cross with the pen.

Akutagawa organized his words: "She's not here, she went out a few minutes ago."

"When will Teacher April come back?" Fumiichi Matsuura believed what Teacher Yanagawa said, and mentioned, "I have an important matter to ask Teacher."

Shi Meng clenched the pen tightly with a look of horror, it must be something to urge the manuscript, and hastily raised the big cross that he drew just now.

After seeing it, Ryunosuke Akutagawa lied to her stomach against her conscience, and said cautiously: "It should take a lot of time. It's Kusaku who is clamoring for something to eat. She took a few children out for supper. gone."

Yumeno, who was blamed, waved his hand in protest, and just about to speak, Fu Heisher covered his mouth faster than he was doing the task.

Shimeng, who almost used "Fantasy Collection", was relieved.

In the next second, Matsuura Fumiichi's hoarse voice came from the microphone: "Is that so..."

He paused and continued: "Actually, this is Mr. Liu Chuan. There are several letters from readers here, one is from Yokohama, and the other is from overseas. Please take the time to read, Mr. April... How about I send it home now?"

Shi Meng scribbled on the sticky note: Don't reveal your home address, write deep space!

Akutagawa Fuzuo replied to Editor Matsuura, "She told you to send it to her place of work—"

"She said?" Fumiichi Matsuura caught the key word.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa: ...

He silently looked at Shimeng, who was lying on the ground holding his notebook, and Akutagawa Yin and Tsumiki, who had "fool brother" faces all over his face. He repeatedly shook his head and felt that this kid was too honest. He Kusaku, and Fuheshier, who obviously showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke took a deep breath, with a stern expression as if he was on the battlefield.

"She said last time that you will go to the office in deep space to contact her in the future."

"That's it!" Matsuura Wenyi didn't think much about it, "Then I'll send the teacher to Shenkong's current office tomorrow."

Shi Meng, who was lying on the ground, let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, this phone call passed without any risk.