Chapter 33

After finishing the bad things (crossing out the good things), Douma, who was planning to starve the panda to death, quickly left with Ran while Mouri Ran was still sluggish.

As for how Kudo Shinichi will explain to his childhood sweetheart after waking up, what does it have to do with Tong Xiaomo? A real man must have the courage to face the bleak life, come on.jpg

Randou remained silent throughout the whole process and did not express any opinion. He just looked at Douma's profile inquiringly.

That handsome face that always wore a gentle mask, under the illumination of the colorful neon lights, added a bit of weirdness, which happened to match the impression that Douma had given to Randou before.

False, empty, cold, his essence is like a monster, this is how Douma has always been in Lantang's eyes.

However, what Douma did just now was beyond Randou's expectations. He neither killed the shrunken detective nor ignored it as if nothing happened. Instead, he chose to send the person back to the detective's girlfriend personally.

Tonight's Douma looked very discordant to Rando, and he even had the illusion that the person in front of him was a fake.

Feeling the burning gaze from the side, Douma, who was immersed in the joy of misfortune and smiled with two small canine teeth, immediately came back to his senses. He avoided the puddle under his feet and turned his head to ask: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

Randou stopped, and Douma, who noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, also stopped and gave Randou a puzzled look.

Unfortunately, due to the poor signal, Randou was completely unable to receive Douma's doubts.

In this dark alley far away from the hustle and bustle, the flickering light shines on Douma. His usually gentle and affectionate smile seems unusually discordant at this moment, especially the two pointed little canine teeth pressing on his rosy lips, which makes him look extremely dangerous.

However, it was this sense of disharmony and danger that dispelled the doubts in Lan Tang's heart. It seemed that no one could imitate such a unique and contradictory temperament.

Moreover, this kind of character-destroying behavior had already happened when he and Douma first met. He was clearly offended by a lower-level member but he pretended not to hear it and did not even punish the other party.

"No, nothing." Thinking of this, Lantang smiled lightly. Just when he was about to end the conversation, he unexpectedly found that the remote corner where they were at the moment was very suitable for the private conversation he had always wanted. He immediately changed the subject: "It's just that there are some things I want to talk to Douma-kun about."

As he spoke, Rantang's eyes, which were always gloomy and dark, gradually became sharp and intimidating, which made Douma, who was facing pressure, jump in his heart: He wouldn't want to take advantage of the fact that no one is around and stab me with a knife, right?

That’s right, ever since he traveled through time, he has been trying hard to adapt to his new body, and his strength has greatly improved. Now, even if he were to confront Hara Chuuya head-on, Douma would not be afraid.

But can a 15-year-old Nakahara Chuuya compete with a Transcendent-level Rambo? Even if Rambo is now a weakened version of Randou with amnesia, it still won't work.

Douma, with his creative mind, quickly compared his own strength on paper with that of Rimbaud in his mind, and unsurprisingly came to a disappointing result.

If it's a head-on battle, he will most likely not be able to defeat Rimbaud. His space-related abilities are too cheating.

If you really want to fight, please tie a Dazai Osamu to him, [No Longer Human] yyds.

Facing the Transcendent-level Rimbaud alone, Douma was a little confused, but he didn't lose the battle. Douma was strong enough to withstand the pressure and didn't look away. He looked into the other person's golden eyes and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Douma's consistently cold eyes made Rantang realize that he didn't need to waste his efforts on him anymore.

After all, for a monster like Douma who has no emotions at all, even if he tries his best to get close to the other party, he will not get what he wants. It is better to be direct and make an equal exchange.

After figuring it out, Lan Tang started the [Color Painting Collection] without hesitation.

Under Douma's vigilant gaze, a golden light flashed by, and a long wound appeared on Rantang's right wrist. A large amount of blood immediately gushed out from the wound, winding down along Rantang's slender white fingers and dripping onto the ground.

The sound of blood dripping was infinitely amplified in Douma's ears, and the seduced Douma's pupils shrank.

If the fragrance of Randou was overbearing when she was intact, then the aura emanating from the battle-damaged Randou now that the packaging bag had been torn open was simply irresistible to Douma.

No ogre can refuse the Transcendent's blood, which is the rarest of rare blood. Douma is certainly not one of them. His self-control, which usually seems pretty good, suddenly collapses.

Douma's beautiful, colorful gradient eyes underwent a breathtaking change. Originally, his eyes were as cold as the ice in the deep sea, but now they were like a volcano erupting, filled with terrifying heat and desire, like an irrational beast.

That's an overload of appetite.

Randou, who has been secretly observing and collecting all information about Douma, knows this very well. According to his observation, Douma likes the blood of people with special abilities more than ordinary people, and the stronger the strength, the more attractive it is to Douma.

Although he has lost his memory, Lantang has always had some guesses about his identity. He is vaguely aware that before he was injured, his strength in his prime was extraordinary, and this is an important bargaining chip for him to make a deal with Douma.

Faced with a monster like Douma who has no desires or ambitions, Randou can only resort to this last resort. It is impossible to make the other party give in by using force, and he may not be able to defeat Douma.

"Don't you want to try it, Douma?" Lantang took a step forward with a determined look, raised his arm and handed his bleeding wrist to Douma, and said firmly: "Douma-kun has always wanted it."

Randou had long noticed Douma's unique passion for him, and he accurately eliminated all interference and found out Douma's real desire: he wanted his blood.

"What do you want?" Douma swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He couldn't even take his eyes off the injured wrist. He was completely mesmerized by the blood of the Transcendent level.

Hearing this, Lan Tang knew that this matter had been accomplished. He smiled very happily, like a child who finally achieved his wish.

"Douma-kun, you know what I want, don't you?" After saying this, Randou put his wrist to Douma's lips, leaving him no room for regret.

And Douma obviously didn't want to go back on his word, there was no way he would let go of the meal that was offered to him.

He licked it tentatively at first, and when he didn't get any rejection signal, Douma couldn't help but suck it hard.

As he swallowed the blood of the Transcendent, a pure power filled Douma's whole body. Not only was his appetite satisfied, Douma could even feel that his blood demon arts was constantly improving.

The instinct of a living being to become stronger made Douma's mind even more blurred. He was no longer satisfied with this small wound. His two sharp fangs, which were not decorative, were deeply embedded in Randou's wrist, tearing open the already injured flesh and allowing the thick and sweet blood to flow into his mouth faster.

"Hiss." Ran Tang couldn't help but groan after being bitten suddenly, but he didn't pull his hand back. Instead, he tacitly agreed that Douma could continue eating.

As time passed, Lan Tang's face gradually turned pale, and his body became a little unstable. Realizing that he had lost too much blood, Lan Tang no longer allowed Douma to continue.

[Coloring Book] was activated, and a golden light appeared, separating the two people.

The fleeting breath of danger brought Douma back to his senses after running away from home, and his beast-like predator eyes returned to their usual "normal" state.

As a cannibal who is never satisfied, Douma's eyes are full of desire when he looks at Randou. It seems like he can't eat enough and can only fill his stomach with difficulty.

Ever since he was seriously injured and lost his memory, Lan Tang's health has not been very good. The sequelae of severe chills is not only due to the emptiness in his heart, but also has a lot to do with his not fully recovered body.

The excessive blood loss made Rantang dizzy for a while, but he was facing Douma now, so Rantang did not dare to show any signs of fatigue. If Douma caught him, he would probably die, right? No, he might become a blood bank.

Knowing that he was in a conspiracy with a tiger, Lan Tang forced himself to cheer up, stood up straight, and said with a calm smile, "The reward has been received. Douma-kun should pay me for what I want."

The mouth that eats is grateful, and the hand that takes is grateful. Douma, who couldn't control his appetite, sighed and said, "I don't know much."

This is the truth. There is not much about Rimbaud in Bungo Stray Dogs. At the age of 16, he had not even watched it. He only vaguely knew about the entanglement between Rimbaud and Verlaine.

If he had known that he would travel through time, he would have memorized the entire texts of "Bungo Stray Dogs" and "Detective Conan".

However, Douma at least knew what the most important news was for Rimbaud, and he just happened to know that.

"Paul Verlaine, or Black No. 12, your partner is not dead." Douma was always paying attention to Rimbaud's reaction, wondering if he would recover all his memories after hearing his partner's name.

After hearing the name 'Paul Verlaine', Lan Tang's pupils dilated for a moment, and the next second he hugged his head tightly, groaning in pain.

In the midst of a severe headache, Lan Tang, or should I say Arthur Rimbaud, remembered a lot of things, and a large number of memory fragments emerged from the depths of his brain.

When I used the [coloring book] for the first time, my teacher and family were ecstatic.

When the superpower war breaks out, he, as a teenager, collects the corpses of powerful superpower users under the protection of his colleagues and transforms them into superpower life forms.

After becoming a Transcendent, he became a partner with "Black No. 12" and exchanged his name "Paul Verlaine" with the other party.

Finally, he tried to steal the gene fragments stolen from Japan and created the experimental sample A-258. However, the mission failed and a huge explosion flattened the entire military base. In a hurry, he used the [Coloring Book] to protect himself.

Rimbaud tried hard to recall, but still could not remember why the last mission failed. That memory seemed to be covered by a veil, making it impossible for him to see clearly what happened at that time.

Although he still hadn't recovered all of his memories, the good news that his relatives and friends were not dead made Rimbaud feel very happy. Now he just had to complete the unfinished mission that year and then return to France with the mission items.

Rimbaud, whose memory was still somewhat confused, did not dare to think too deeply. If his relatives and friends were not dead, then why did they leave him alone and seriously injured in Japan, and why did no one come to look for him afterwards.

Too many questions piled up in Rimbaud's mind, and the ominous premonition made him unwilling to think about it anymore.

"Thank you for telling me this news." Rimbaud straightened up and thanked Douma solemnly, "This is very important to me."

"No need to thank me, it's just a deal." Douma waved his hands and licked his lips when he recalled the wonderful feeling just now. A feeling of regret welled up in his heart because he knew there would never be a next time.

The headache that Rimbaud had after listening to it just now can’t be said to be exactly the same as the amnesiac hero in the TV series who regains his memory, but it can be said to be completely consistent.

He had no intention of provoking a transcendent who had recovered his memory. The question was simply that he had not lived long enough.

At this time, Rimbaud was preoccupied with other matters and was in no mood to continue dealing with Douma, so he suggested straightforwardly, "It's late, let's go back. We still have to report the mission details to the leader later."

"Okay." Douma responded.

Looking at Rimbaud's weak and pale back, Douma, the culprit, couldn't bear to tell him the truth that he was betrayed by Verlaine.

Sometimes it's happier not to know the truth.

The following days were peaceful, which made Douma, who was always on guard against Rimbaud's mischief, a little confused. He thought that since Rimbaud had recovered his memory, he would definitely take some action, but he didn't.

Because Rambo has been working hard recently and has completed many difficult tasks, he was even promoted by Mori Ougai and received a promotion and salary increase to become a candidate for cadre.

Just as Douma gradually let down his guard and indulged in the daily life of raising cubs, the well-informed Masaki Yuto brought him a piece of news.

The dead previous leader was resurrected.

Ah, Douma couldn't help but reveal a look of understanding, so Rimbaud has really started to take action?

However, this seems to have nothing to do with him. If it follows the original story, Rimbaud would soon be killed by the two black villains.

Douma felt a little sad that the blood of the Transcendent was going to be wasted, but he didn't have any other unnecessary thoughts.

After all, Rimbaud is not a child. The other party is a determined French transcendent who will not give up his goal because of other people's irrelevant persuasion. So Douma has no intention of interfering in this matter.

As for why he didn't tell Mori Ougai about this in advance? Because there was no need at all.

First of all, his relationship with Mori Ogai is just like that. More importantly, from various clues in the original work, Mori Ogai, as a mind control master, is actually well aware of many things, and even Mori Ogai is behind it.

Therefore, there is absolutely no need for him to do anything unnecessary.

Compared to these plot lines that have nothing to do with him, taking the children (crossed out) to find the blue spider lily is the top priority that he needs to pay attention to.

At this time, a long time has passed since Douma went to the Armed Detective Agency to receive a commission, but there is still no news from the side. Douma has a hunch that blue spider lily may really not exist in this world.

But it was impossible to give up, so Douma called Haruno Kirako, the operator of the Armed Detective Agency.

After waiting for a few seconds, Haruno Kirako's energetic voice came from the receiver: "Moshimoshi, this is the Armed Detective Agency, how can I help you?"

"Hello, my name is Douma. About two months ago, I received a commission from the Armed Detective Agency, and it was Miss Haruno who received it at that time." Douma said as he reached out to support Hisasaku Yumeno, who was lying on his back and leaning over to listen to the phone call.

With Douma's tacit consent, Yumeno Hisaku, who sneaked over, had his eyes lit up, and the stars in his right eye seemed to be shining.

In fact, Yumeno Hisasaku had no interest in what the person on the other end of the phone said. His main purpose in doing so was purely to test Douma's tolerance for him, and the result was very pleasing. After getting a response from his parents, Yumeno Hisasaku rubbed Douma's neck affectionately.

Douma felt a little itchy when being rubbed by Yumeno Hisasaku, so he quickly covered the microphone and turned his head to whisper to his naughty child, "Be good."

Yumeno Hisaku nodded obediently. He squinted his big almond eyes, shrunk his neck, and replied in a cute little voice, "Yeah, good boy Hisaku."

After that, Yumeno Hisasaku no longer rubbed his head against Douma's neck, but continued to stick close to the guardian, looking very insecure.

A handful of lovable.

What can Douma do when his child always pokes his soft spot? He can only use his free hand to rub Yumeno Hisasaku's half-black and half-white fashionable short hair, hoping that patting the head can give his child more sense of security.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Douma. Regarding the mission you entrusted us with, our Armed Detective Agency has not made any progress. The only relevant information we found is that the blue spider lily does not exist." Haruno Kirako's tone was full of apology, but her face was extremely calm.

After hanging up the phone, Haruno Kirako closed the information about this commission in her hand, and she had some doubts in her heart that Mr. Douma was deliberately playing tricks on their Armed Detective Agency, because the blue spider lily did not exist at all.

Even Mr. Tayama, who is invincible on the Internet, can't find any information about the real existence of blue spider lily, so Mr. Douma is playing tricks on them, right? Haruno Kirako puffed up her cheeks, not looking very happy.

Ranpo Edogawa, who was playing the spinning game on his desk chair, suddenly said, "No, Douma is not kidding us. He really wants to find the blue spider lily."

"But the blue spider lily really doesn't exist. I've searched every corner of the Internet and even went to places I shouldn't have gone to, but it just doesn't exist!" Frustrated for the first time, Tianshan Hanadai jumped up from her chair, pulling her short black hair frantically, looking like she wanted to explode on the spot.

"So it's very interesting. He actually has a secret that even the world's best detective can't figure out." Edogawa Ranpo kicked his foot, and the chair under his butt slid to the side of the desk. He almost leaned into the cabinet and concentrated on selecting snacks. It was impossible to tell what he found interesting.

Douma had no idea about the Armed Detective Agency's discussion about him. He was worrying about how to create something out of nothing and find the blue spider lily that did not exist in this world.

For this reason, Douma specially asked someone to check and found out that there is no mafia organization called "Passion" in Italy of this world. There is the famous Vongola family, but "Katekyo Hitman Reborn" did not help him at all in finding the blue spider lily.

In this cold and sad world without Jojo, Douma cannot go to Italy in one go to ask Rongrong to make him a blue spider lily.

Damn, the road is blocked. Disappointed, Douma slumped on the sofa, and with lifeless eyes, he consciously chased after Yumeno Hisasaku beside him, watching the child running around very energetically.

"Book." Yumeno Hisasaku pulled out a fairy tale book from the bookshelf beside the wall, skipped over to Douma, and handed the fairy tale book to Douma with expectation in his eyes: "Husaku wants to hear Douma brother tell stories."

At this time, Douma was no longer bothered to coax the child. He muttered to himself thoughtfully: "Books... books... how could I forget? There are 'books' in this world!"

Just now, Douma looked disappointed with the whole world, but after finding the goal to move forward, he immediately revived with full health on the spot.

Douma somersaulted from the soft sofa to the ground. He excitedly picked up Yumeno Hisasaku and rewarded him with the high toss that all children love.

When he was first thrown up, Yumeno Hisaku was a little afraid and couldn't let go. But when he realized that he was not going to fall down and that he was safe, he immediately turned into a crazy kid: "Hahahaha... I want more, Hisaku wants higher."

For a moment, the whole room was filled with Yumeno Hisasaku's happy little voice, and the atmosphere was very warm.

After playing for a while, Douma held the red-faced Yumeno Hisaku in one hand. He was very skilled in holding a child and did not make Yumeno Hisaku feel uncomfortable at all. If outsiders saw it, they would probably be shocked.

"Kusaku, do you still want to play~" Yumeno Kusaku twisted and turned in Douma's arms like a clingy person, and said in a sweet and coquettish voice: "Douma brother~"

No child can resist a toss, no one!

"Not today, you're going crazy." Douma, who was covered in cuteness, remained unmoved. He touched Yumeno Hisasaku's sweaty back, put him on the ground, and gently pushed Yumeno Hisasaku's back: "Why don't you change your clothes quickly? Your clothes are all wet."

Although his personality was a little deviant, Yumeno Hisasaku, who was essentially a genius with a high IQ, knew that this approach would not work, so he didn't waste his time any more. Instead, he nodded obediently and trotted back to his room to change clothes.

So, when Yumeno Hisasaku changed his clothes and came out, he saw Douma who was fully armed and seemed to be going out to do something.

Yumeno Hisasaku:?!

Seeing the accusing look in Yumeno Hisasaku's eyes, Douma, who had agreed to take a day off today to accompany him for the whole day, rubbed his nose guiltily, squatted down and opened his arms to Yumeno Hisasaku: "Come on, I promised to take you out to play last time, let's go."

As for whether Mori Ogai would be unhappy after learning that he took Yumeno Hisayuu out? Ha, it was as if he cared.

Douma couldn't help but reveal a sneer on his lips. The matter of raising a child cannot be left to Mori Ogai, an amateur among amateurs, otherwise a good child will be ruined. This requires the help of Yosano Akiko and Dazai Osamu.

Look how well-behaved his child Kusaku is. Douma, the selectively blind future bear, puffs out his chest with pride.

Well, children sometimes get naughty and have bad tempers, but no one has died, thought Douma, the double-standard dog.