Chapter 92
[Oh my god, Ranpo is wearing glasses! What does he want to see?
[To be honest, every time Ranpo wears glasses, I’m afraid he’ll see our comments]
Do you want to see the flow situation? For the people in the wild world, they haven't seen each other for 4 years.
[He wouldn't be able to tell that Liu had just killed a cursed spirit, right?]
[It would be better to let Ranpo analyze it, so that Dazai won't suspect that Ryuzai is being used by some kind-hearted Russian and worry that he is a time bomb or something.]
A large number of comments floated over, and the air at the scene was silent.
No one stopped Edogawa Ranpo from wearing glasses.
Shen Du Jian Liu simply thought it didn't matter.
Out of politeness, he did not interrupt the other party, but planned to wait for the other party to finish before asking about Nakahara Chuuya.
Unlike the black-haired young man who was analyzing carefully, Yosano Akiko was thinking about what Edogawa Ranpo said, trying to recall the past in her mind...
There seems to be a vague impression.
But I really can't remember.
As the second member to join the Armed Detective Agency in its early days, she has been in the detective agency for more than 10 years.
Especially in recent years, the customer base has become increasingly broad, and the detective agency has received countless clients. It is really difficult for Yosano Akiko to remember a client she had only met once.
But this face is definitely familiar...
In other words, they are more compatible.
It's rare that Dazai Osamu comes to me for help, so it's not impossible to save him.
"No wonder you're still alive."
Edogawa Ranpo suddenly spoke at this time, squinting his eyes and pushing up the frame of his glasses.
"So I've already died once... Patient-kun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him became cold and silent again.
Dazai Osamu, who was standing silently at the side, looked straight at the other party.
"By the way, do you mind if I ask you here?"
"random."
Kamado Miru has not forgotten that Edogawa Ranpo is a "super high school level detective".
He admired such talents very much, and as long as they didn't cause the spread of despair, it didn't matter what they did.
Of course, it would be even better if he could help people in despair use their reasoning abilities.
Using your talent on yourself doesn't actually have much effect in spreading hope.
"Then I'll be frank—"
"Is there someone behind you who helps you revive?"
The black-haired young man wearing glasses opened his emerald green eyes again and stared at Shen Du Jian Liu without blinking.
“It’s not the Demon Fyodor. ”
“It’s other existence.”
Even Edogawa Ranpo couldn't see through this existence.
According to his observation and analysis, the boy in front of him was more like the real person in terms of behavior and the causes and consequences than a clone with memories.
If nothing unexpected happens, someone should have cloned the body of Shen Du Jian Liu and resurrected him. Based on the current level of technology, it can be inferred that the only people who can do this are the official military and police with supernatural powers.
But who is it from the government?
How did they do it? What kind of power was used? If it was successful, why didn't the government do anything and just let Fyodor take away? Edogawa Ranpo couldn't figure it out.
Is there a traitor? wrong. It would take a lot of effort to make this kind of experiment succeed. Even if a traitor sneaked in, it would not be easy to take away the successful experimental subject.
After all...is it really possible now to achieve the technology to resurrect people in disguise?
There are too many contradictions.
It's as if someone pointed all the evidence to the military and police laboratory, and used supernatural powers such as "perfect crime" to modify the traces, but the logic is not self-consistent.
If we give him more information, including the experimental records from the military and police...
Perhaps Edogawa Ranpo could analyze it more thoroughly.
This was all he could see simply by observing Shen Du Jian Liu with his eyes.
“There’s more.”
Edogawa Ranpo put down the cake plate and pointed in the direction of the white-haired boy's trouser legs: "I suggest you go back and clean your shoes."
"It's all splattered with weird stuff. Going to the bathroom in the room is a disaster."
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
Did I step on the blood of a cursed spirit?
He was used to it in the previous world, when there were more of them, so he hardly paid any attention to it.
[Oh my god, it’s awesome!]
【ah? Did Ranpo see the cursed slime on the soles of Miru's feet? Aren’t Wenye and Juhui two different systems?】
[He shouldn't be able to see it, so you are simply making a guess based on reasoning? From this perspective... the worlds are truly merging.]
[I am more curious about what Ranpo meant by "resurrection"? 】
[He also noticed that there was someone behind Jian Liu...who was it? It makes me feel scared. What happened when the live broadcast room was closed for too long?]
[No matter what, Ranpo personally stamped his seal so there’s no problem with Liu! 】
"Can he see the cursed spirits?"
Shen Du Jianliu asked the system in his heart.
[System: No! People with special abilities and sorcerers are two different concepts... Of course, Edogawa Ranpo is not a person with special abilities. ]
[System: Ahem, in short, after the fusion of the worlds, these two official organizations and official-related institutions coexist peacefully. They know each other’s existence but do not interfere with each other. ]
"Um."
"What do you think of telling him that there is a being behind me who helped me to resurrect?"
[system:……]
[System: I’m logged off! Anchor. ]
The mechanical sound in his head disappeared along with a buzzing sound in his ears. Shen Du Jianliu thought for a moment and did not continue discussing the matter.
There is no point after all.
Not to mention that when the system signed the live broadcast agreement with him, it only set the rule that he must keep it confidential and not disclose it actively, but did not say what to do if others guessed it.
"Thank you for the reminder."
The frail-faced boy withdrew his thoughts and sincerely thanked the black-haired young man standing opposite him.
"And, do you know where Mr. Chuuya is?"
“…Ah, him.”
When the topic was brought up again, Edogawa Ranpo puffed up his cheeks with a slightly dissatisfied expression.
"I just heard it from Atsushi-kun."
"That cute hat-kun is still in the detective novel. He has given up reasoning and plans to beat everyone up."
"Are you going to go in and get him out?"
"To be honest, I don't really want to agree - the novel is in Mr. Po's hands now. What if Mr. Hat comes out and wants to kill Mr. Po in anger?"
"I will protect the other party's safety."
Shen Du Jianliu promised seriously.
"Really? Well... you are indeed very strong."
Edogawa Ranpo touched his chin and said, "It's not impossible."
"But instead of you going in by yourself, wouldn't it be better to let Dazai use his special ability to neutralize it?"
He squinted his eyes and glanced at someone next to him.
Dazai Osamu, who had been keeping his eyes down and very quiet since a while ago, raised his head when he was suddenly called.
"Sure."
He raised a gentle smile on his face and said in a normal tone: "Although I don't want to see the face of that dark dwarf, as long as I see Liu's willingness..."
"Of course I agree to that."
“…”
Shen Du Jian Liu blinked his eyelashes.
He lowered his eyes in a rare look of distress.
The desperate person wanted to offer help, so logically he should agree to it.
However, the opponent's actions did not have the effect of spreading hope. If Nakahara Chuuya's situation in there was very desperate, being rescued by those desperate people would mean he was simply being rescued.
It is even possible to be infected with despair.
Maybe because he saw his hesitation, Dazai Osamu changed the subject and continued, "But..."
“I’m sure Miru wants to rescue that guy Chuuya with his own hands.”
"Then I'll just stay aside reluctantly."
"...Really? Are you sure you don't want to be lazy?"
Yosano Akiko didn't know how things had suddenly developed to the point of rescuing the PortMafia executives, and she wasn't very interested in the topic.
She looked at Dazai Osamu, and then at Kamado Miru.
Since this sick-looking guy doesn't need treatment now and I have no interest in joining in the fun, there's no need to get involved.
Signaling to Dazai to bring his people to find her after the banquet, Yosano Akiko raised her hand, turned around and left the area.
"Ah, that looks delicious..."
After telling Kamado Miru the location of Edgar Allan Poe and reminding him of the names of a few murderers who were very difficult to recognize, Edogawa Ranpo ran away to get new desserts.
So, only Kamado Miru and Dazai Osamu were left there.
"Mr. Dazai."
The white-haired boy with delicate features looked at the black-haired young man calmly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You have become much more patient and tolerant."
"Thank you for being with me."
If it were the previous PortMafia period, Dazai Osamu would not have said what he just said.
It seems that joining the light side is effective, and in such an environment he will be influenced by some talented people.
Shen Du Jianliu was very happy.
Dazai Osamu: “…”
The handsome young man with fluffy and soft hair did not speak.
In fact, he should have known it long ago.
The other party had a theory of being a good person who wanted to save everyone personally, and I took advantage of this and indirectly killed him.
If this is really the "resurrection" after seeing the flow...
I will definitely make the same choice as just now.
The two of them left the area and there was silence for an unknown amount of time before Dazai Osamu suddenly glanced at him.
"Have you ever been to a detective agency for a commission?"
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
A question without warning.
Dazai Osamu naturally didn't know about this.
To ensure that everything went smoothly, he once found Edogawa Ranpo and asked about Mimic's location.
But this cannot be told to the other party.
Shen Du Jian Liu turned his head away and did not look at the handsome young man walking beside him: "It's something unimportant."
"Oh, really."
Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "What about the red umbrella under the desk?"
"That's great. There's also a Miruyou umbrella. I don't even have one."
“…”
"Before joining PortMafia, I gave it to him by chance."
Kamado Miru didn't understand why Dazai Osamu cared about his friendship with Edogawa Ranpo.
"Mr. Dazai, do you care about what happened between me and that person just now?"
"You are the most important person to me."
"I will carefully select an umbrella for you as a gift in the future."
Dazai Osamu: “…”
The topic ended naturally.
The tall, dark-haired young man quickened his pace and stopped talking, and the two soon found Edgar Allan Poe huddled in a corner.
That's right.
Edgar Allan Poe was also on this ship.
He came here originally to find Ranpo to discuss the sequel of the detective novel, but there were too many people around and he didn't dare to go over.
Kamado Miru communicated with him and successfully got the detective novel called "The Black Cat of the Rue Morgue" from Edgar Allan Poe.
——The number of people on stage is as high as thousands, including more than 500 murderers.
You must find all the murderers before they are killed in order to escape.
"Then I'm going in."
Holding an unopened book in his hand, the slender young man with transparent white skin coughed and swallowed the following cough.
"30 minutes."
Before Kamado Miru completely entered the world of the book, Dazai Osamu, who was standing nearby, suddenly called out to him.
"If you don't come out by the 30th minute."
The other person's handsome expression was the same as always. He stretched out his arm gently, and his slender fingers casually brushed the broken hair and earrings around Shen Du Jianliu's ears.
The gentle and affectionate tone was deep and quiet in the corner of the banquet.
"I will remove the supernatural power of this book."
"See the flow."
***
At this moment, it is deep into the night and dim.
The silvery moonlight poured thinly on a remote and quiet street. Deep in the street, there was a magnificent luxury apartment.
Huge stone pillars support the intricate and elegant carved porch. The glass curtain wall flashes cold light under the flickering street lights, reflecting the twisted shadows of the surrounding trees, adding a bit of ominous atmosphere.
Different from the palace-like appearance with carved beams and painted buildings——
The air pressure inside the mansion was extremely tense.
"Which guy is next?!?"
The voice of intolerance rang out in the empty hall. Nakahara Chuuya let go of the 381st murderer who had confessed his guilt and threw the guy who was beaten into a pig's head aside without mercy.
As if in response to his answer, the door of the banquet hall not far away suddenly opened.
An extremely white hand reached in, holding the door handle.
Nakahara Chuuya raised his handsome eyebrows.
He narrowed his beautiful blue eyes and sneered extremely violently.
You came just in time.
He was worried that no one dared to approach him.
He quickly passed by the "corpses" lying around and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall. Nakahara Chuuya rolled up his sleeves with great momentum.
He just didn't believe that he would strangle the throat of the person outside the door and make him look like a pig with a head like the murderer just now. The other party would not tell the truth about whether he had killed anyone or not.
When I thought about that smiling bastard from the detective agency had already left...
Nakahara Chuuya scratched his hair and felt even more annoyed.
The handsome red-haired boy stretched the muscles in his wrists as he walked, took off his gloves, exerted great force on his feet, and rushed forward.
However--
After taking a closer look at the appearance of the young man opposite him, the fist he was about to swing forward stopped abruptly in mid-air.
"you……"
Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know how he pronounced this syllable.
His eyes widened, and he slowly backed away, unable to utter a word due to his dry throat.
At that moment, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but release all the strength in his body.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
