The communication between Tokiwa and Nakajima Atsushi sounded rather aimless, and they talked about a lot of things without realizing it.

For Nakajima Atsushi, the ordinary daily life was enough to reveal information that he himself could not even think of.

Tokiwa took the lead in the beginning of the conversation, but unknowingly, it was Nakajima Atsushi who could not stop talking later. Tokiwa just propped up his chin and listened quietly.

Although he rarely agreed, the atmosphere between them was very good. At least Nakajima Atsushi could tell that the "Mr. Ranpo" in front of him was always listening to him very seriously.

Even if he didn't care at all after listening and would forget it after a while, at least in this process, both of them were relaxed and happy enough.

Tokiwa didn't really like the bloody battles described by Atsushi Nakajima, and preferred those trivial, easily forgotten but comfortable daily details.

Tokiwa liked that kind of peace. It was the same feeling as how he liked watching the clouds.

However, it was completely different from the infirmary - outside, in everyone's meeting room, the atmosphere was silent and stiff to the extreme.

"Mr. Ranpo, did you know this a long time ago?" He asked Akiko Yono, and it should have been a question, but it sounded like a statement.

"It's actually quite obvious, and the president noticed it, too." Ranpo Edogawa said.

Akiko Yono didn't notice the reflection from that angle at the time, but Yukichi Fukuzawa was able to tell the difference for a moment.

"I see..." Yoseno Akiko lowered her eyes and told her discovery as if she was reporting.

"The material of that pair of artificial eyes is something I have never seen before. At least, it has never appeared as far as I know."

Yoseno Akiko is a doctor, and a very good doctor. It's just because of her supernatural powers that people overlook her own medical ability.

"Isn't it glass?"

"No, it's a more special material." Yoseno Akiko pursed her lips: "It's a very excellent and rare material."

For patients who use glass artificial eyes, the most troublesome thing is the fragility of glass artificial eyes and the cost of subsequent maintenance. That is never a small amount. However

, the pair of artificial eyes of "Mr. Ranpo" are definitely made with the world's top technology. Yoseno Akiko can see it.

Whether it is the size, weight, or simulation, it is so good that it looks like a real eye. And it fits the person's eye socket perfectly, and will not cause any other damage to it.

"Is that so." Edogawa Ranpo responded.

The atmosphere was too strange. During the conversation between the two people, the other people did not speak.

After Edogawa Ranpo simply agreed, the room fell into a brief silence. Kunikida Doppo finally couldn't stand the feeling that the plan was beyond his expectations, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ranpo, that client, who is he...?" In

fact, at the moment the question was asked, everyone in the room already had the answer.

Rather than thinking with the brain, the intuition that came up in an instant - had already placed the answer in front of them.

Shi Wu is too special. He is like clear water and elusive clouds. His feeling is just like his name, almost nothing.

Such a personality is perfect for wearing a vest and pretending to be someone else.

It's not even a disguise, it's the nature of the vest itself.

That's why the system can complete almost every plan smoothly, and no one can tell the difference between Shi Wu's vest and the vest himself.

In fact, those vests are the identities of dead people, and the memories they left behind have been beautified by filters in the hearts of their relatives and friends. It has always been a truth that the living cannot compare to the dead.

"Don't you already have the answer?" The world's number one detective said calmly, easily and directly peeling off this thin layer of gauze.

Even though they already knew the answer, the other members of the detective agency couldn't help but gasp - for the stone that fell to the ground and represented the truth.

Edogawa Ranpo still couldn't confirm Tokiwa's identity because that guy was too "clean".

It was different from the cleanliness of deliberately erasing clues with special abilities - even if someone deliberately erased the clues, Edogawa Ranpo could still get the truth through reverse reasoning.

But the cleanliness of Tokiwa was truly blank.

Without any clues, even by investigating the material of the artificial eye, no answer would be obtained. Edogawa Ranpo knew this clearly.

As mentioned before, there are only two possibilities that led to this situation. One is an unscientific special ability - similar to the humanoid special ability of the mafia boss in the next port.

Another thing is that the other world is completely inexplicable.

The only thing that can be confirmed is the fact that the man is indeed "Ranpo Edogawa". That's why Ranpo Edogawa will confirm this in front of everyone.

No matter what kind of conspiracy the person behind the scenes has, the identity of "Ranpo Edogawa" cannot be denied, and Ranpo Edogawa does not want everyone to be hostile and defensive towards that guy.

After all, no matter what happens, that person is innocent.

The detective agency is so unreasonable - as long as the identity of "Mr. Ranpo" is confirmed, everyone will naturally give trust and care.

The lie of lending him as eyes is not a lie that can be discarded after it is said. Ranpo Edogawa will keep a good eye on the other "Ranpo" in the future.

So.

As long as this point is confirmed, it is enough.

Edogawa Ranpo smiled and clasped his hands together: "In short, you just treat him as an ordinary client with your usual attitude."

"As long as his memory is restored, you will know what to do in the future."

Yosano Akiko opened her mouth and looked like she wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, she didn't say a word.

She knew that she had nothing to do next, so she stood up first and smiled: "I know, then I will go see how Atsushi and the other Ranpo are doing."

She was the first person to call out this name in public.

Kunikida Dopo closed his notes, nodded seriously and solemnly, and left the place quietly.

The Tanizaki siblings who had returned at the beginning of this simple recollection looked at each other, and Tanizaki Junichiro called out to Miyazawa Kenji: "Then we'll leave first."

"My brother and I know what to do." Naomi Tanizaki said with a faint smile.

Kenji Miyazawa probably didn't understand what happened the whole time, and smiled gently: "Anyway, it doesn't matter if they are not enemies." Only

Fukuzawa Yukichi, Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu were left in the room.

The Detective Agency is a warm enough organization, and the members trust each other - but this does not mean that all the information between them is interoperable.

Just like they still don't know how the Detective Agency was established, nor do they know the past of Dazai Osamu and Yosano Akiko.

Sometimes, secrecy is also a kind of protection.

The matter may be related to a certain black organization, so Edogawa Ranpo does not intend to say it in front of Yosano Akiko.

Until there were only three of them left at the scene, and only two people who knew Dazai's former identity were left, Edogawa Ranpo glanced at Dazai.

Dazai laughed: "I need to confirm it."

The expensive and rare materials that appeared from nowhere were only used to make artificial eyes. This sense of luxury was as if it was marking something.

It must be a powerful organization with enough wealth. And Yokohama happened to have such an organization.

"Actually, I still care a little bit." Edogawa Ranpo was not surprised to get such an answer. He looked seriously at the swordsman who had lived with him for thirteen years.

"President, do you know any warriors who are similar to you in aura and as powerful as you?"

Without answering, Edogawa Ranpo knew the answer. Thirteen years of getting along was not a one-sided understanding of Fukuzawa Yukichi. He also saw through everything about Fukuzawa Yukichi, including his past.

There was only one person who had a similar temperament and was as powerful a warrior as Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Are you talking about Genichiro?" Fukuzawa Yukichi obviously sensed the meaning from Edogawa Ranpo's words - Fukuchi Sakurachi, whose original name was Genichiro. When he was young, he studied martial arts with Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was the same age as him, and joined the government at the same time to become a government killer.

Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head: "Genichiro is my childhood friend and the man I trust most in the world."

So, it won't be him. Fukuzawa Yukichi said so affirmatively.

Edogawa Ranpo's criterion for everything is to follow the president in everything, and he will not doubt the people the president trusts.

"I didn't say I doubted that uncle." Edogawa Ranpo shrugged his shoulders, his expression relaxed.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's attitude was also calm, and he didn't say anything.

Dazai Osamu looked at this scene and suddenly found it very interesting, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up a little.

——Obviously, you already have doubts, Mr. Ranpo. He said in his heart.

If he really had no doubts, Edogawa Ranpo would never mention that man in front of him at this time.

Dazai Osamu and Ranpo Edogawa briefly exchanged glances with their slightly cold green eyes, and chuckled as he said, "Come to think of it, there is one thing that I am a little concerned about."

"Oh, you want to talk about his amnesia, right?" Ranpo Edogawa threw a candy into his mouth: "It's obvious from his attitude that this is not the first time he has lost his memory."

When he said this, Ranpo Edogawa's tone was very calm.

"And he also clearly knows that this is not the first time he has lost his memory."

Tokiwa, who was shaking his legs in the infirmary, was unconsciously distracted for a moment while talking to Atsushi Nakajima. He asked the system: [How did I die?] After

a few seconds, he casually threw this doubt aside.

[Forget it, it's not a very important thing anyway. 】

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