Fourth Dad
Xiao Luo successfully led her entire family into the house. Edogawa Ranpo tilted his head and met Dazai Osamu's gaze. The boy narrowed his eyes in displeasure: "You—,"
Dazai Osamu interrupted with a smile and introduced himself first: "I've long admired your name, Mr. Ranpo of the Detective Agency. I am Xiaolu's father, Dazai Osamu."
Edogawa Ranpo choked. How could this guy be so annoying? Didn't Lord Ranpo see it? Did he need to remind him?
The boy turned around and chose to face Dazai Osamu with his buttocks.
He looked curiously at the little girl beside him and asked in confusion, "You are his daughter now, so why will you become Ranpo-sama's child in the future?"
Xiao Luo thought for a moment and replied, "Because Xiao Luo is omnipotent! Unlike other children who can only have one father at Xiao Luo's age, Xiao Luo can already have seven."
"...You actually have another father." Someone muttered.
"So, you've encountered danger and come to the detective agency for help?" Edogawa Ranpo lazily lay on the child and asked Oda Sakunosuke and the others with certainty.
Before he could even nod, Edogawa Ranpo invited him, "Why don't you come work at the detective agency? Ranpo-sama thinks this place would suit you."
"Is it alright?" Oda Sakunosuke hesitated, knowing about his past.
Edogawa Ranpo held out his hand earnestly: "You can do it. Look at how you've changed. Mr. Killer, don't you believe in yourself?"
Oda Sakunosuke was stunned, and after a long while, he suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "It's you!"
Dazai Osamu, standing to the side, was genuinely surprised: "You two know each other? When did this happen?!"
Oda Sakunosuke calmly explained to him the story of how he was framed and arrested.
“I see,” Dazai Osamu said thoughtfully, glancing at Edogawa Ranpo with a hint of provocation. “Then I wonder what the famous Edogawa Ranpo has up his sleeve.”
Dazai Osamu had many ways to help Oda Sakunosuke escape danger, but he had devoted most of his life to the mafia. If he wanted to help Oda Sakunosuke, he might not be able to hide it from the mafia, and thus from the mafia boss who wanted to kill Oda Sakunosuke and force him to make a choice.
Edogawa Ranpo didn't take Dazai Osamu's provocation seriously; after all, he had his daughter and his friend. It was understandable that the other party would be a little jealous.
"No rush, Xiao Luo can only stay for one day, right?" The boy hugged the girl and said seriously, "How about we play for one day today, and we'll talk to you when the club president comes back tonight."
He looked at the little girl with surprise and said earnestly, "Let's go buy some snacks and treats for Xiao Luo first!"
Xiao Luo: ...? ? ?
Her mouth was covered, and Edogawa Ranpo looked at her with the intense gaze of a child eyeing snacks, and said seriously, "Don't say it. I know you love to eat."
Finally, the defiant little girl angrily returned to her spatial dimension.
*
[Host: Koro]
Age: Eight years old.
Current identity: Little Lolita from the House of Dead Rats.
Task completion rate: 3/7.
[Ding, navigation started. Turn left 100 meters ahead, and you will arrive at your father, Fyodor.]
The system said that because Xiao Luo's approval rating has increased, the system has been completely upgraded.
The young girl, who had initially been unimpressed, finally understood when she saw the black-haired policeman amidst the bustling crowd on the street, with four large, shining characters above his head.
Fyodor
As she looked at the glittering golden words, Xiao Luo's eyes lit up instantly. So that's it! This is the magic tool to find Dad! With it, Xiao Luo no longer worries about losing her dad.
And this time, the dad is a policeman!
The little girl walked out of the alley with joy in her heart. After happily going out, she looked at the remaining 100 meters and happily took her first step.
"boom!"
Xiao Luo: ……
The child silently pulled his foot back. Was this place a little dangerous?
A cloud of smoke from the explosion rushed in from the front, followed by the sound of the explosion and screams from the crowd.
Amidst the swirling dust, the familiar middle-aged man was lifted and flown out by a giant blonde, blue-eyed girl.
But Xiao Luo's new father actually ran towards that direction without fear of danger.
Oh my, the little girl was so touched. She never imagined her father was such a dedicated person.
Xiao Luo was determined to go and protect her father!
*
Fyodor, a kind-hearted Russian with lofty ideals. Today, for the sake of the symbiotic plan that has thrown Yokohama into chaos.
The kind-hearted Russians also left small gifts in the mafia boss's car, and to avoid arousing suspicion because of his attire, they also kindly ran over dressed in police uniforms.
The young man, wearing a hat, whose face was obscured, ran over breathlessly and asked loudly, "Sir, are you alright?"
While suspended in mid-air, Mori Ougai saw the police approaching. He quickly signaled Alice to lower him down, then walked up to the police with a worried expression.
The policeman, leaning on his knees and panting, stopped in front of him. He quickly leaned closer and asked, "Sir, are you alright?"
"It's alright. This must be something the mafia's rivals found out he was out alone," Mori Ougai thought calmly, still feeling the urge to be assassinated.
There's no need to talk about this with an ordinary police officer.
So Mori Ougai opened his mouth, intending to quickly brush the matter aside.
Just as he was about to speak, a small black figure suddenly ran out from the dust cloud. The child cried out and rushed to the policeman, "Daddy, don't touch the bomb! What will I do if you get blown up?"
Mori Ougai shut his mouth. When did the Yokohama police become so dedicated? They even remembered to go on a mission while taking their daughter out for fun.
As the dust gradually settled, Mori Ougai looked at the small figure that was vaguely revealed and felt that something was familiar about it.
Fyodor was caught off guard by the sudden stabbing, and at that moment he was still in the mood to wonder who had attacked him.
Few people knew about his plan, but only Gogol dared to do it.
The black-haired youth couldn't help but cough softly twice amidst the swirling dust.
That shouldn't be the case, didn't I just manage to fool him?
He glanced at the little girl clinging to his lap, and seeing her familiar attire, Fyodor quickly changed his original plan. Before Mori Ougai could react, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed her forcefully.
Mori Ougai reacted quickly and took a step back, but he was still unable to dodge in time and was slashed in the waist and abdomen.
The man commanded: "Alice!"
Upon hearing the order, Alice, the superhuman beside him, rushed forward quickly, while Fyodor immediately stepped back to dodge after drawing his sword.
...didn't dodge.
The child clinging to his leg was so lazy that his feet barely touched the ground, making him a complete burden.
Fyodor, who was already feeling some discomfort in his lungs from the dust from the explosion, turned ashen-faced in an instant.
Is something this small actually solid?
Fortunately, at this critical moment, golden ripples appeared out of thin air, and a hand grabbed Fyodor's arm, pulling him and the child inside with joyful laughter.
"Feijia, Feijia, look what I found!" The clown's cheerful voice rang in his ears. Fyodor coughed lightly, feeling a slight discomfort, and instantly felt the burden on his legs lighten.
Xiao Luo was lifted up by the arm with a confused expression. What happened?
She had just watched her father run towards the blast zone, and the child was terrified that her newborn father would be killed in the explosion before she even got to meet him.
He rushed over in a panic, grabbed his leg, and pulled him away.
So what's going on now?
How did she suddenly move from one place to another, and then the legs she was holding tightly were gone, and the empty child in her arms was lifted up from behind?
"Dad?" Thankfully, what reassured Xiao Luo was that the person in front of her still had the four golden characters "Fyodor" above his head. Great, Dad wasn't lost.
Fedor clenched his right fist and covered his mouth, finally stopping his cough.
He turned his head indifferently to look at the cheerful silver-haired youth.
And the little girl in his hand, whose clothes were similar to his usual attire.
His long black hair became somewhat disheveled because of Gogol's actions, and his grape-red eyes looked at him with affection and trust, as if he were the only meaning in the world.
Fyodor gave a barely perceptible smile; he would have believed it if he hadn't almost ruined Fyodor's plan.
The young man looked coldly at the little girl who looked exactly like him. They were indeed very similar. It was a pity that Fyodor had no relatives left.
He looked up at the surprised clown and asked, "Nikolai, where did this come from?"
Gogol curiously examined the miniature Fedya, cheerfully shaking his head, and said tentatively, "I don't know. I didn't have time to put her down earlier, so I brought little Fedya with me. She calls you 'Dad'!"
Fyodor chuckled twice. If it wasn't Gogol who did it, then this is interesting.
He waved to Gogol, signaling him to let the little girl come over. As soon as her feet touched the ground, the little girl ran happily to the black-haired youth and asked in surprise, "Daddy, are you a policeman? That's amazing!"
The young man smiled but did not answer. Instead, he asked in a gentle tone, his voice calm and unhurried, "Could you tell me who sent you here to find me, and who told you that I am your father?"
Xiao Luo was completely unaware of anything amiss. She excitedly exclaimed, "It was Xiao Luo herself! Aren't I amazing, Daddy? Do you think someone as amazing as Xiao Luo deserves to be called Daddy?"
Fyodor paused, then said, "Very well, I didn't understand."
Looking into the girl's sincere eyes, he realized she wasn't lying. The young man gave a faint smile, tinged with a divine compassion. "Is that so? You know nothing?"
That's truly pathetic.
"Huh?" Little Luo, who was chattering away, looked up in confusion when she heard her new father say something strange.
The crimson grapes carried the deep patina of time. Fyodor closed his eyes slightly and gently stroked the little girl's hair with his hand.
Then, in the next second, a straight beam of light streaked across the distant sky, instantly piercing through the little girl's head.
"...How did he die again?"
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