A strange gamble

There was no light in the dim room, but the dim light from outside still seeped in.

I walked around in the light and got a clear look at the layout of the room. It's not entirely accurate to call it a room, as it looked more like an abandoned factory.

Except for a few tables in front of me which were still in good condition, everything else, including the wallpaper on the walls, looked very worn.

When I looked out, I could see a familiar building in the distance. It was the theater used for the exhibition, about 300 to 400 meters away.

The computer screen on the table suddenly lit up. Luanbu focused his eyes on the computer and quickly realized where he was.

On the computer screen was a map of Yokohama, with three locations highlighted on it: the theater, the Sky Casino, and the building they were in.

This building was originally a shopping mall in the city center, but due to the terrorist attack, it was temporarily closed for renovation.

"Now, let's start our guessing game!"

There was a slightly noisy sound, and Gogol pulled the hood tightly and turned around in place, and then he took out a complete set of tea sets as if by magic. The coffee was already cold, but it was already very good that this guy could remember these.

Luanbu sat down in the seat that was reserved for him. The person in front of him had a faint smile on his face and a hint of expectation in his eyes. But with the flashing light, it looked a little creepy.

The demon Fyodor D, who was supposed to be in Meursault prison, appeared outside. This was not something incredible. It was more like Ranpo had expected this day since the moment Dazai Osamu disappeared.

But he didn't expect that Fyodor would come to him so directly.

"I wonder if Mr. Detective has any clues about Dazai-kun's disappearance." Fyodor picked up the coffee cup and asked calmly, "Dazai should have been sitting here, but since we really can't find him, we can only put up with it, Ranpo-kun."

The moment he sat down, handcuffs suddenly appeared on the ordinary chair, tightly handcuffing his left hand that was resting on the armrest of the chair.

Similarly, Fyodor, who was sitting in the same chair, was also controlled.

"Haha, hahahahaha—" Gogol laughed loudly, and the sound echoed in the empty room. "Now! Let's start our game!"

"Please place your bets. Will the mysterious treasure land safely or disappear?"

Gogol excitedly talked about precautions and rules, and then reached for the coffee on the table with his right hand, and then said in disgust: "It's too bitter."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Gogol came closer with narrowed eyes, his face not obviously unhappy. Then a few sugar cubes appeared as if by magic, but the cold coffee could not be brewed at all.

The two of them sat facing each other, fixed in their chairs, with a long table in the middle, on which were two computers.

Just as Gogol said, once they entered this room, it was not easy for them to leave.

"Come on, place your bets. Are you betting on the detective agency's victory or the five declines of the gods?"

A pair of hands fell on his shoulders, but Luanbu remained calm. He tilted his head and said firmly, "I won't lose, and neither will the detective agency."

"Hahaha, it's settled then." Gogol smiled contentedly. "Ranbu Ya Detective Agency wins, but where's my best friend Fyodor?"

Fyodor kept looking at the screen, and then he said meaningfully: "Ranpo-kun, do you say that because you have a backup plan?"

"No, because I'm the best detective," Ranpo said, "and even without me, the detective agency won't lose."

Fyodor put down the cup gently, and the sound of dripping water echoed with his voice: "Then I'll bet on the detective society losing."

The dim light was uncomfortable for his eyes, so he put on his glasses and focused on the screen again.

The screen was showing the situation in Sky Casino in real time. The figure running wildly in the camera was very familiar. It was Nakajima Atsushi. To be more precise, it was Nakajima Atsushi who was being chased by Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

It was not surprising that the Port Mafia would intervene in this matter. He just began to think about why Tianren Wushuai was so confident.

Their determined tone made it seem as if the detective agency was bound to lose. But Ranbu had more than one move left, and at the very least, there was still Mr. Fukuzawa, so this mission would not fail.

The only uncertainty is the disappearance of Dazai Osamu, but although he seems unreliable, he will not make mistakes in major matters.

After yawning, he slumped in the chair with his eyes squinted and complained about the bad environment.

As the first rays of sunlight appeared from the horizon, Yokohama was gradually illuminated by the sun. But almost at the same time as the sun appeared, several explosions were heard one after another on the side of the Sky Casino suspended high in the sky.

"Still haven't contacted Ranpo?" A worried voice asked, and Xie Yejingzi said "tsk", and put down the phone angrily, "Who on earth would take Ranpo away right under our noses?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, but he quickly calmed down and arranged for the members to act according to the previous plan.

It seems that Ranbu had anticipated the unexpected, so he had made arrangements beforehand. And according to the plan, they were still able to complete the mission without Ranbu.

But what worries everyone is Luan Bu's safety, because there is simply no one left to look for him.

Sensing everyone's concern, Kunikida Dopo stepped forward and said sternly, "Trust Dazai. Ranpo specifically asked me yesterday if I had any news about Dazai, so he must have a backup plan."

After hearing this, everyone felt relieved. After all, Dazai Osamu was still outside, and if anything unexpected happened, he would definitely be able to protect Ranpo.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded and said, "Don't tell Atsushi and Kagamika about this for now."

"yes."

A few yawns blurred his vision due to physiological tears. Having not slept all night, Luanbu was in a bad mood. He rubbed his eyes and temporarily took off the glasses.

Fyodor sitting opposite him was still sitting upright. His eyes were no longer on the screen, but were staring at himself.

"Ranpo-kun trusts Dazai very much." Fyodor put his chin on one hand and analyzed, "Dazai's disappearance was an unexpected change in your plan. Aren't you worried that the mission will fail because of him?"

"He won't." Ranpo answered directly, "Although that guy often causes trouble for Kuniki during work hours, he is still reliable."

Fyodor chuckled and shook his head. He seemed to sigh, "What an enviable sense of trust."

There was chaos in the Sky Casino because the easiest part of the shipping process to tamper with is when the cargo is loaded into the plane.

On the screen that could clearly show the current situation of the Sky Casino, Ranpo saw the figure of the port mafia executive, Nakahara Chuuya.

There was not a single guard standing in the dark-carpeted corridor; they had all been knocked unconscious by the clever attack.

There was no sound of footsteps when walking on the carpet, but Nakahara Chuuya still deliberately shouted loudly while adjusting his gloves: "This guy is really good at ordering people around."

The figure in the dark curled up and then retreated cautiously. Jinghua was not sure if she had been discovered, but now she needed to pass on the message quickly.

But just when I got to a relatively safe place and called the phone, the first ring came from a very close place.

Staring at the corner not far away, Jinghua opened her eyes wide, holding a dagger, with a wary look on her face.

The ringing cell phone was getting closer and closer, and a figure in black walked out from the corner: "Mirror Flower."

After seeing Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Kagamika frowned as if facing a powerful enemy: "Where's Atsushi?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke hung up the phone with one hand, and then destroyed the phone without hesitation.

At this time, Nakajima Atsushi was relieved because he had luckily escaped the pursuit. He wiped his forehead. Although he found that his mobile phone was missing, the situation in front of him made him even more nervous.

Inside the heavily guarded secret room, one could see what was inside through the transparent glass. It was a box as tall as a person, and it was also the treasure they were transporting.

When the time came, the various locks outside opened one after another.

Sigma was equally nervous, but when he saw the dozens of guards around him, he felt a little relieved.

"The outermost box is the final lock. Do not open it before arriving." Sigma instructed. "Also, where is your member?"

"Um... can I borrow your cell phone?" Nakajima Atsushi rubbed his head awkwardly. "I lost my cell phone and can't contact Kagamika."

After a few loud bangs, the connecting doors in the middle opened one after another. The sky was very close and the helicopter also stopped in place.

Now we just need to deliver the goods...

Sigma arranged for his men to carry the things up, but as soon as their hands touched the box, several explosions were heard at close range.

The ground seemed to tremble as well. Nakajima Atsushi tried his best to steady himself, but the close-range impact still knocked him over and he fell to his knees on the ground.

The wall seemed to have been hit by a huge impact. After a terrifying "bang bang bang" sound, the solid wall was deformed.

A flash of red light lit up from the crack, and then the entire wall was lifted up. Nakajima Atsushi sniffed, and after seeing who was coming, he suddenly felt a huge pressure.

It is the gravity user of the Port Mafia, Nakahara Chuuya.

The huge gap in combat power made the people around them tremble involuntarily. They pulled out their guns and fired, but the bullets stopped at a certain distance.

Then those people fell down easily, and only two people were left standing at the scene.

Nakajima Atsushi realized that he had no chance of winning, so he raised his hands and stepped back. Sigma also stepped back a few steps, and the two exchanged glances, and saw sweat dripping down each other's forehead.

Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows and did not continue to embarrass the two. He dialed the number and walked to the box.

"Mission accomplished."

Hong Guang wrapped the heavy metal box and then lifted it up easily. But I don't know what the other end of the headset said, and after a "Huh?!", the original metal box was thrown out with force.

"Fake?" Nakahara Chuuya's mouth twitched, and then he punched the wall in anger at being played with, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Nakajima Atsushi tried his best to reduce his presence, but at the same time he was very glad that Ranpo had already made arrangements.

Mr. Ranpo had expected that the port mafia would send out gravity users, and he would naturally not be able to defeat them in a head-on fight, so after discussing with the person in charge Sigma, he quietly exchanged the goods.

The real cargo was already on board the helicopter and had departed ten minutes ago.

"Damn it!" Nakahara Chuuya cursed inwardly, then quickly walked out.

Meanwhile, the helicopter carrying the actual cargo was getting closer and closer to its destination.