Chapter 130

He didn't want to vomit; he just didn't dare to.

Gin's forehead was bulging with veins, and he felt like he was going to pull out his dick in the next second.

He parked the car at the entrance of the alley and spoke out word by word, gritting his teeth:

"Go down and buy the medicine yourself."

OK!

Kono Seiyoshi was very grateful and quickly picked up the package from the back seat and got out of the car.

The parking spot was not far from a 24-hour convenience store. He chose to go in when the previous customer was paying, and deliberately walked lightly. There were not many people inside, and no one noticed him.

Gongye Shengliang didn't even look at the over-the-counter medicine shelf, he walked lightly into the bathroom and changed his clothes first. In addition to clothes and biscuits, the package also contained a brand new cell phone, a dozen largest denomination banknotes, and a handful of □□.

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

Quite corporate-style.

If the time shown on the phone is correct, five days have passed since he lost consciousness after hearing Bai Lan's voice.

Although I wanted to contact the Fengji Foundation immediately, I couldn't use the electronic equipment provided by the organization.

The cooperative attitude he showed along the way worked, or maybe it was because Gin still regarded him as the old Vin, so he actually let him out alone.

The devil would go back.

The wound on his finger felt a slight sting from the cool water. Gongye Shengliang wiped his face vigorously and watched his pale lips in the mirror slowly turn red. He finally felt a little more alive.

If we were in another place, with Gin watching outside, the confidence of escaping successfully would be discounted, but this is Yokohama, and it feels like everything is possible.

He thought about it for a moment and left all the equipment in the package in the bathroom without moving it.

A man suddenly appeared at the door, and Gongye Shengliang's steps, which were about to slip out through the back door, were stopped.

The humanoid obstacle was wearing a brown beret and had a baby face whose age was unknown. He was holding a bunch of snacks in his arms and chewing something in his mouth, with bulging cheeks.

The boy in the hat noticed someone behind him, tilted his head to look at him, pinched a cookie, and chewed it slower and slower.

Kono Seiryoshi didn't want to have too much contact with people, so he lowered his head to avoid their sight and took a step forward to walk around him.

"That car outside looks suspicious."

A vague but firm voice came from behind him. There was no one else here, and the boy was indeed talking to him.

"It's a small, compact old car, but it has a great reputation. It's the type that killers from some criminal organization would like."

Gin's face with a gun and a smile appeared in his mind. Kono Seiryoshi: "..."

He gritted his teeth and coughed to cover it up.

"Oh," the boy swallowed the last cookie and said nonchalantly, "He's also a left-handed killer with a strong desire for control and a sniper rifle."

“…”

Gongye Shengliang frowned and slowly turned around, "You——"

This inference about the identity reminded him of a little boy named "Conan" whom he had met a while ago. However, although Conan was a child, he was very observant, and the reasoning of the strange boy in front of him was even more sharp and merciless.

If Gin heard the above words, the cold-blooded and suspicious killer would probably kill him on the spot regardless of the risk of being exposed.

The boy in the beret looked up at him with a bit of doubt.

Kono Seiryo sighed, squatted down, looked the boy straight in the eye, and said seriously: "You can't tell anyone what you just said."

The boy held his chin, as if he didn't understand: "Why?"

Kono Seiryoshi glanced at the pile of snacks. Although the other party looked like an adult, he thought about it and used the same tone he used to coax Rambo before, saying patiently, "If that person hears this, he will get angry and take all your snacks away."

They will also eat your fingers as if they were cookies - it's so bloody.

The boy leaned back and let out a long hiss - he really cared about the personal safety of his snacks.

"...Okay, it's decided."

After a while, the boy stood up and patted his clothes which were stained with snack crumbs. "How about it, do you want to commission a detective? This is a one-time discount today."

The boy - no, young man opened his eyes. His pupils were a very clear emerald green. His narrow and long eyes immediately diluted his naive youthfulness.

Gongye Shengliang was startled by his change and blinked slowly, "Commission?"

The man who claimed to be a detective raised his lips meaningfully, "Of course, the escaped kidnapper."

“…”

Before Gong Ye Shengliang could think about it, the mysterious and strange atmosphere was soon broken by the detective himself. The young man jumped out as if he saw something and waved his hand to the other side: "Hey - over here -"

Following his line of sight, Seiryoshi Kono saw first the deep red hair, then the deep blue eyes that were fixed on the direction where the two of them were standing.

It should have been a familiar face, but the gaze was so cold and sharp that he couldn't help but take a step back.

The other party seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, and his eyes darkened.

Gongye Shengliang didn't dare to move anymore.

Oda Sakunosuke strode forward, and the distance was reduced to his sight in the blink of an eye. He stood very straight, his back as stiff as a sculpture, and glanced around briefly before nodding to the young man in the hat: "Mr. Ranpo."

Edogawa Ranpo narrowed his eyes, his gaze moving twice between his stern-faced colleague and the guest who buried his head and pretended he didn't exist, and suddenly sighed.

He turned around and rummaged through the pile of snacks, picking out a pair of black-framed glasses.

"Here, for you."

"……?"

Kono Seiryoshi looked at the glasses handed to him in surprise, not knowing whether to take them or not. "Are they for me?"

Edogawa Ranpo waved his hands casually. "As long as you wear glasses, you won't be recognized. This is often the case in comics."

"Ranpo-san," Oda Sakunosuke finally spoke, still calmly, "Are you going back to the detective agency?"

The latter squatted back to his original position, picked up two packs of snacks and thought carefully about which one to eat first. Hearing this, he replied casually: "No, I have to stay to deal with the commission. You go back first. Remember to ask Dun to pick me up in half an hour."

As one of "you", Kono Seiryoshi carefully glanced at the young man with crimson hair beside him.

The system said that four years had passed, but Oda Sakunosuke's impression hadn't changed much. Was it because of his deep sleep? He remembered that the system had mentioned this price.

When I first met him, I seemed to think he was an enemy. Did I think he was an illusion, or did I forget the past? Or was I disappointed and angry with him...?

Kono Seiryoshi was confused and felt very nervous. He did not notice that the air suddenly became silent.

Oda Sakunosuke had already anticipated Edogawa Ranpo's answer, and had even been using his special abilities before he stood here.

…It is because of the future that has been repeated so many times that he is able to maintain a calm appearance.

Only one eighth of the iceberg is above water.

Oda Sakunosuke's emotions have never fluctuated strongly, and his ability to predict the future has made him accustomed to not getting startled. However, there are always some things that he can never get used to, no matter how many times he repeats them.

Even he himself was surprised at how deeply these thoughts were buried and how he could not extricate himself when they were exposed.

Want to take him away.

I want to go somewhere where no one knows me.

He could take good care of him. At worst, he could keep him under control.

——But that didn't seem so bad, at least this way he wouldn't get hurt again.

…

Oda Sakunosuke lowered his eyes and slowly clenched his hand away from the opponent into a fist.

By the time Kono Seira finally realized that he had been silent for too long, Edogawa Ranpo had already finished half of his pine nut candy.

"……Thank you."

He put on black-framed glasses and spoke with some difficulty, "Then I—" and left the two of them first.

However, before he put his hand down, someone grabbed it.

Kono Seira was startled and turned around to meet Oda Sakunosuke's gaze, which was fixed on him.

The young man frowned, and for some reason his voice sounded very deep:

"What happened to the injury on your hand?"

The marks on the knuckles of my right hand were already red and swollen, but no longer bleeding. It was not difficult to tell that they were tooth marks left by an adult.

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

He was speechless, feeling that if he said "bitten by someone else", things would get very bad.

Mr. Oda's expression was already looking strange, and Mr. Detective also looked over - damn, he wouldn't come up with his reasoning the next second!

Another person at the scene seemed to want to hear it even less than he did.

"We're leaving first, Mr. Ranbu."

As if he didn't want to waste even the time waiting for an answer, Oda Sakunosuke didn't let go of his hand, but strode away with him in an attitude that did not allow any arguments.

"wait--"

Kono Seiryoshi didn't know what to say, and subconsciously turned around to look at the black-haired detective for help, but the other party waved to him in a good mood.

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

Yokohama is truly an inclusive and open city.

After leaving the store from the back door, Oda Sakunosuke, who was walking in front of him, said nothing more except "I'll take care of your wound." His walking speed slowed down to take care of him, but the strength of his grip on his wrist remained the same.

Looking at the small area of ​​the other person's tense jaw angle that was exposed, Kono Seiryoshi silently eliminated his initial guesses.

Maybe the glasses really had some magical effect, as few people noticed them along the way.

The final destination was on the fourth floor of an old office building, with a sign that read "Armed Detective Agency" hanging on the door. The moment Oda Sakunosuke pushed the door open, the originally noisy office suddenly became silent, and everyone looked over.

It's not like he hasn't been stared at before, but it's rare to see such a neat stare. Although he could sense that most of the stares were out of surprise and not malicious intent, Kono Seiryoshi still rubbed his wrists a little awkwardly.

In this situation, he should at least say "nice to meet you" or something like that.

Oda Sakunosuke noticed his struggle and grabbed it tighter.

He was not affected by the surrounding gazes at all, nor did he want to introduce himself. He calmly said, "Dr. Xie Ye, can I borrow the infirmary?"

The surprise on Yosano Akiko's face had not yet disappeared. She immediately coughed and said, "That's no problem. Do you want my help?"

Oda Sakunosuke simply said "No thanks" and walked straight to the infirmary.

The person behind him was mostly hidden by him, and he was wearing thick glasses, so only a pale face could be seen passing by. Even until the door was closed and everyone's sight was blocked, no one could see his true face.

The quiet office suddenly erupted into gasps.

"Is that really Mr. Oda? Didn't he go to handle the commission with Mr. Ranpo? It feels so scary!"

"Not good... Mr. Oda is possessed."

"That person in the back can't be a customer, that's terrible, I'm going to get a bad review."

Yosano Akiko tapped the pen in her hand and suddenly said, "Do you think the person behind Oda looks familiar?"

Nakajima Atsushi, who was closest to the scene, tried to recall: "I didn't see it clearly...ah! But I feel like it must be someone Mr. Oda knows."

She is acquainted with Oda Sakunosuke, and it is definitely more than just an acquaintance. There is obviously something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them.

The detectives' eyes met in mid-air, and they thought at the same time;

——Let’s call that Dazai guy/Mr. Dazai back!