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Fukuzawa Yukichi was too sudden when he received the news, so he only bought a little dessert and hurried over, so that the two Edogawa Ranpo didn't eat long, and the dessert they brought was finished.

Fukuzawa Yukichi took out two sheets of paper from the paper drawer on the side, and wiped the faces of the two detectives one by one.

Mr. Detective wearing a black coat wanted to escape a little bit, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he gave up his action, sat obediently on the spot and got his face wiped, and even made a face at Edogawa Ranpo who was sitting next to him: "Slightly~ "

"Go back," Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "It's getting late."

Mr. Detective tapped his toes, "Where are you going?"

Edogawa Ranpo answered, "Of course I'm going home!"

"Master Ranpo doesn't think that dormitory is home," Mr. Detective looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi with a half-smile, showing an expression of eagerness, which was automatically understood by Fukuzawa Yukichi as wanting to make trouble, "I'm going to your house! "

Edogawa Ranpo blinked, raised his arms high, and shouted loudly: "You actually sneaked away, no, Ranpo-sama is going to the president's house too!!"

"You..." Fukuzawa Yukichi originally wanted the two Edogawa Ranpo to live together, and he only sent the two older children back to the dormitory, but now, "Forget it, let's go back."

The two detectives looked at each other and clapped their hands in celebration: "Good job!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up when he turned around, "Let's go, remember to lock the door."

The detective in black stepped on a certain rhythm, followed behind Fukuzawa Yukichi happily, made a face at Edogawa Ranpo who was forced to lock the door by himself, took out his mobile phone and chatted with Nakahara Nakahara. Also send a message to ask to hang out together next time, and then call Mori Ogai.

There were hurried footsteps behind him, and Edogawa ran downstairs in disorder, loudly accusing the detective of being annoying, he ran to the right of Fukuzawa Yukichi, and grabbed the hem of Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat, "Stupid! ghost!"

Not to be outdone, the detective also ran to follow Fukuzawa Yukichi to the left, holding the phone in one hand and tugging at the hem of Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat with the other, "Fool! Childish!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked his own way, pretending that he could neither hear nor see, like a walking cat climbing a tree without emotion.

There was a notification sound from the phone that the call was connected, followed by Mori Ogai's questioning voice with a smile, "What's the matter, Ranpo-kun?"

"I'm going to Fukuzawa Yukichi's house to play! I'll see you later!"

Mr. Detective said this to the other side of the phone while firmly holding the hem of Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat with one hand.

The other side was silent for a while, "Is Ranbu-kun's decision to go to the Armed Detective Agency?"

"No," said the detective, and he and Edogawa Ranpo glared at each other between words, "Ranpo-sama has not decided to go to an armed detective agency, nor will he make any decision to go to the port mafia. It should be said that as long as it is It’s interesting, even adults like Ranpo can do it!”

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, and glanced at the detective in disapproval.

The detective pretended not to see, and looked away as if nothing had happened, and then saw Edogawa Luanbu walking and eating a lollipop.

detective:!

"You steal it!" The detective tugged on Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat in dissatisfaction, "I want it too!"

Mori Ogai wanted to remind him that the phone hadn't hung up yet, and he could hear it from his side. The next second, he heard a familiar voice, with the powerlessness and calmness he had become accustomed to, and skillfully comforted him, "Ranbushi It's the candy I rewarded him before, I don't have it with me now, and I'll get it for you when I get home later."

Holding the phone, Mori Ogai took a deep breath secretly, "Then what does Ranpo-kun think is 'interesting'?"

The detective thought for a while, "Well... Well, you will know when I go to you tomorrow!"

Mori Ogai paused, and said cautiously, "Really? Then I am looking forward to the arrival of Ranpo-kun, and I believe that Ranpo-kun has his own sense of propriety."

"Yeah," the detective agreed casually, "Tomorrow the hat will belong to me, don't send him any missions."

After a few words with Mori Ogai to make an appointment to meet tomorrow, the detective hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket, dragged Fukuzawa Yukichi for a few steps, then raised his head and looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi carefully while walking.

Fukuzawa Yukichi reached out and pressed the detective's shoulder, "Look at the road."

Mr. Detective said confidently: "Anyway, you are beside me, so you won't let me fall!"

"Then you have to watch the road carefully." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "Pay attention to your steps."

The detective reluctantly agreed, "Oh."

Edogawa Ranpo asked from Fukuzawa Yukichi's right, "What do you see?"

The detective thought for a while, "It feels very similar to my Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is also an uncle,"

Fukuzawa Yukichi vaguely felt that he had been hit by an arrow.

"And also hated by cats,"

Second arrow.

"And I also have a little bit of middle-aged facial paralysis,"

Third arrow.

"However," the detective nodded to himself, "he is also a good fool."

"Okay," Fukuzawa Yukichi thought, calming himself skillfully, "Ranbu is like this, it should be a compliment."

The detective said, sighing, "Uncle, take care of yourself," he said with a bit of resentment, "Not everyone deserves to be rescued, idiot."

Edogawa Ranpo spoke first before Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "But if it's 'Edogawa Ranpo', the president will save him, right the president!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I have certain standards. If I reach out, it means I approve of it, at least I don't hate it."

"It's as if I stretched out my hand to you, which means I recognize you."

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked on the road unhurriedly, with his hands in his wide cuffs, and his voice was calm and powerful, "When Fukuzawa Yukichi over there stretched out his hand to you, he must have embraced you. Touch your head and tell you about your hard work."

The detective said a cold joke, "It's like the cat scratched the face of the uncle with a small dried fish?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi was inexplicably lost for a moment, "If you want to compare it that way, yes."

"Well," said the detective, "I don't understand."

"Then don't understand," Edogawa Ranpo said as a matter of course, "Is it necessary to understand? When someone reaches out to you, just hold it."

Edogawa Ranpo let go of the hand holding Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat, and raised his hands in the air in a gesture of throwing flowers, "Besides, it's the president!"

"You sound like you are introducing a product for a big sale in a supermarket." The detective commented.

Fukuzawa Yukichi who was sold at a big sale: ...

The detective said, "But thinking about the situation on my side, I still can't hold Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand over there." Yosano-san should have been cured."

"The president not only broke his hand, but was shot by you," Edogawa Ranpo pointed, "Although you are trying to save him, you can do it in a different way! And you deliberately misled them at the beginning, naive!"

The detective didn't take it seriously, "Don't you think these reactions are very interesting? And you believed it at the beginning, right? Admit it, you were deceived by me!"

"Master Ranpo was just tricked!" Edogawa Ranpo compared his index finger and thumb to the height of a hair, "Just like this!"

Edogawa Ranpo said dissatisfiedly, "And you definitely didn't care at that time! You don't care about life or death, whether it is the proficiency in suicide or the tolerance to pain," Jiang said. Togawa Ranpo stopped, "You must have tried it more than once," emerald green eyes fixed on the Mr. Detective beside him, "It should be that you often repeated the process of self-mutilation or suicide and then being rescued."

The detective let go of Fukuzawa Yukichi's coat and applauded applaudingly, "That's right!"

"Under the surface of doing whatever you want is your step-by-step chessboard. It is picked up and put down by you like backgammon. Your goal shouldn't be Yokohama. Why do you cling to Yokohama so that Yokohama will be destroyed with you? Refuse all help, But he rescued the president in the most troublesome way, and made a deal with Mr. Hat."

"There is someone on your side who takes care of you and is trusted by you," Edogawa Ranpo stared at the detective's face, "Who is that person? What role does it play in your plan?"

"What exactly did you do?"