When Dazai Osamu approached him, Kaionji Suyou could feel his left pocket being gently touched.
This feeling was much lighter than the breeze brought by a butterfly flying by, but for Haiyin Temple Suyou, who had always been wary of others approaching, he still found something unusual.
When Dazai Osamu and Tanizaki Junichiro turned around and left, Kaionji Suyu also took out the foreign object that suddenly appeared in his pocket.
It was a business card, a business card with Dazai Osamu's name and contact information written on it.
Kaionji Suyou had heard of the name of the Armed Detective Agency before, and the thought that Dazai Osamu might be able to share his view of the world with him made him involuntarily excited.
This ultimately prompted him to call out to the two people in front of him.
"You mean Mr. Ranbu?"
When Kaionji Suyou heard Tanizaki Junichiro calling Edogawa Ranpo, he knew that he had asked the right person. Tanizaki Junichiro was undoubtedly acquainted with this man named Edogawa Ranpo.
"Yes, does Mr. Tanizaki know him?" Kaionji Suyu asked tentatively.
"I know him. Actually, Mr. Ranpo is also a member of our Armed Detective Agency. What do you want to see him about?" Tanizaki Junichiro seemed anxious to deal with the matter of his sister's disappearance, but he still asked patiently.
"I have something I want to ask Mr. Edogawa, something about Sojiji Temple."
Tanizaki Junichiro was stunned by the words about the journey back to Kaionji Temple, and the young man's expression became a little surprised again.
"Zojiji?" The light-haired young man couldn't help but repeat the word in a questioning tone.
"What's wrong?" Haiyinsi Suyou didn't understand where his doubt came from.
But the next second he changed his mind and understood. He had already seen Fukuzawa Yukichi's strength. The Armed Detective Agency also had a good reputation in Yokohama. If they intervened in Officer Tateda's case, it would not be impossible for someone to deduce the doubts about Sojiji Temple.
"No, no." The light-haired young man stammered, "But Ranpo-san has been busy carrying out commissions recently, so I might not be able to meet him."
"It doesn't matter. I have other commissions to publish."
The high school student opposite Tanizaki Junichiro spoke in a tone that could not be refused. Although he looked pale and gloomy, his aura at this moment was able to intimidate people.
Dazai Osamu stood aside and said nothing, watching with interest the boy talking with his colleague and taking the lead in the conversation with overwhelming advantage.
"I suddenly remembered some clues. Maybe they can help."
Roar, kill.
When Dazai Osamu heard the black-haired boy say this to Tanizaki Junichiro, he thought.
They squeezed into the same taxi, and when they got in, the young man in the light-colored windbreaker took the lead and rushed to the back seat, while Tanizaki Junichiro had to sit in the front.
The light-haired young man sitting in the passenger seat remained silent all the way, as if he was lost in thought about the trip to Haiyin Temple.
Kaionji Suyou did not deceive Tanizaki Junichiro, and he did have the other clues he just remembered.
So many people have visited Sojiji Temple. If something happened to all of them, it would have become a social hot spot a long time ago.
But now only a few people are affected by ghosts and gods, and he himself has not been to Zongji Temple, but he is also hunted by ghosts and gods.
Then these worshippers must have done something else. He immediately thought of the painted Buddha amulet that had been hung on Naomi Tanizaki's schoolbag just the day before she disappeared. It was one of the cheap souvenirs in Sojiji Temple and many tourists would buy it.
But the difference was that the girl sitting in front of him once told him in a boastful tone when they were on duty together that this was a gift from a monk in the temple who was moved by her spirit of praying for her brother.
He didn't know if there was a connection, but soon he was unable to concentrate because of the harassment from the young man next to him.
"How do students from Haiyin Temple feel about being killed by ghosts and gods?"
As soon as Kaionji Suyou came out of that detached state, he met Dazai Osamu's eyes.
The black-haired young man's eyes were filled with childlike curiosity, as if what he had just said was not about death at all.
"Maybe it's like having a nightmare, a nightmare that you will never wake up from." The body of Officer Tateda and the death report of his father with no remains left flooded into his mind again. Kaiinji Suyou hesitated for a moment and answered calmly.
"Then choosing to be eaten by ghosts and gods may be a good way to commit suicide."
When the black-haired young man said this, there was actually a hint of anticipation in his tone. This longing for death made Kaiinji Suyou consciously distance himself from Dazai Osamu.
"What do you think? Haiyin Temple classmate, if I could die with the beautiful lady who is by your side, it might be a kind of bliss."
Dazai Osamu's voice sounded a little nonchalant. Kaionji Suyou was not sure whether he was serious or joking, but the disappearance of the smile on the young man's face made him feel like he was something strange.
[A suicide enthusiast appears and speaks]
[Today, let's see what kind of suicide posture Mr. Dazai will show you]
[Speaking of which, the setting of Lady Hachishaku is really beautiful. I would be very willing if I could be killed by a beautiful sister.]
[Have you forgotten the time when she was a lizard on the glass of the black-haired boy's house?]
[I don’t care. In cases like this we usually just call her wife]
[What you played earlier was really perverted]
[Haienji's expressionless face with pupils trembling is so cute]
[Travel to Haiyin Temple: Children, do you have many questions?]
"Are you serious?"
There was nothing to say, and Haiyin Temple Suyou could only answer this gloomily in the end.
I don’t know if she heard the sound inside, but the woman’s face pressed against the car window seemed to have changed, and the smile on her lips became deeper.
Yes, Lady Hachisha was right next to Haiyin Temple Suyou, and even now she had her face pressed against the car window, staring at him with a smile that was so gentle that it made people's hair stand on end.
Perhaps because the attack would take place tonight, Lady Hachisha no longer seemed content to stay near Kaiinji's house, spying on Kaiinji's every move. Since yesterday after school, she even came to the school gate.
The woman in the white dress and her beautiful white lace hat stood gracefully at the school gate. If her body was not more than half a head taller than the school gate, she would have been a truly well-educated lady.
This is not a good sign. It only means that Lady Hachisha's power has become even stronger.
It seemed that getting in a taxi would not get rid of her. Soon after the car started to accelerate, Mrs. Hachisha gave up the chase and stayed where she was.
When he was traveling upstream from Haiyin Temple and thought he would not see the woman for a while, she kept waving at him at every corner, which was weird and scary.
Now that she encountered a traffic light, Lady Hachisha greedily pressed her face against the glass on the Haiyin Temple side.
"Hmm." Dazai Osamu responded in a good mood.
"Okay." Haiyinsi Suyou frowned and tried to skip the topic.
This is not the crux of the problem. He just wants to know whether Dazai Osamu is "the same kind of person" as himself.
"Mr. Dazai, you can also see Lady Hachisha."
Taking into consideration the driver who was an ordinary person and Tanizaki Junichiro who was sitting in the front, who was a psychic but whose abilities were not enough to see Hachishaku-no-Madame, Kaionji Suyou lowered his voice and spoke.
The black-haired young man nodded lightly. He had an ability to make people trust him, and seemed to be very sure of this fact.
“…”
Dazai Osamu maintained a smile as he looked at the high school boy opposite him. He originally thought that he could get some more information from the boy, but after he said this, he did not receive any further response.
The boy opposite him pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head, and clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides.
The overly long bangs blocked his eyes, making it impossible for Dazai Osamu to see the high school student's eyes.
"Kaionji-san?" Dazai Osamu asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Haiyinsi Suyou's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, but there was no sign of anything unusual in his expression.
The distance between Kaionji's school and the Armed Detective Agency was not particularly far, but Tanizaki Junichiro was impatient because of his sister, so he chose an expensive taxi to save time.
As soon as he opened the door of the Armed Detective Agency, Tanizaki Junichiro said nervously, "Mr. Ranpo, someone is looking for you!"
The petite black-haired detective was sitting on the sofa in the Armed Detective Agency, fiddling with a red glass marble out of boredom. When she heard Tanizaki Junichiro's voice, she immediately paid attention like a cat hearing a can of cat food being opened.
When he saw the face of the high school student client clearly, Edogawa Ranpo couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Tsk, it's you."
The black-haired young man jumped off the sofa, walked quickly to the front of Haiyin Temple, and his green eyes suddenly opened.
Before Haiyin Temple explained his purpose, he heard the detective with beautiful green eyes across from him confidently say:
"Ranpo-sama already knows. For the sake of that nosy police officer, I will be merciful and tell you. What do you want to know first?"
"Is it about your things, or is it about the theft at Sojiji Temple four months ago?" the young detective paused, changing his arrogance and speaking in a more stable tone.
Edogawa Ranpo's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything that happened at Kaionji Temple, causing him to tremble slightly with discomfort.
His voice had somehow become unusually dry, and some unknown emotion was sticking to his palate like glue.
"You knew my father?"