I stood there with endless regret in my heart, but I was shocked to find a letter appearing out of thin air among the scattered white feathers.
Edogawa Ranpo was one step ahead of me and picked up the letter.
He probably saw the white dove logo on the envelope and frowned.
"Why don't you take it apart and take a look?" I walked to Edogawa Ranpo's side and asked.
"Tear it down." Edogawa turned his wrist and said lightly.
I glanced at Edogawa Ranpo in surprise, but when I thought about his unique super reasoning, I suddenly felt that everything he did was justified.
I opened the letter and found that it was very short, only one line.
But just this line of words can make my heart stop.
"The Armed Detective Agency has a bomb. If you don't want to be razed to the ground, please hand back 'that one'."
"I really can't figure it out..." Edogawa took off his glasses randomly.
I didn't say anything, but looked at Edogawa with a slightly melancholy look.
The letter did not specify the time when the bomb exploded, nor was it clear what "that person" was referring to.
Not only that, Edogawa Ranpo’s worried yet relaxed attitude also made me unpredictable.
This is very unbeaver.
This is quite unbeaver.
"Mr. Ranpo, where have the others gone?"
Perhaps I knew that Edogawa's random steps were unreliable, so I spoke several times faster.
"Ah, don't you know," Edogawa Ranpo looked a little sleepy, "The mafia headquarters was besieged, and the people who came didn't know their origins. Then, the president led people to help."
"What! Why didn't I know?"
"Adun said he told you."
I frowned, and I couldn't find any clues just by looking at Edogawa Ranpo's expression, but this fact was contradictory in every way.
"Then I'm going!"
After thinking for a while, I got up and prepared to go to support.
"Aren't you looking for bombs?" Edogawa asked leisurely as he walked behind me.
"Mr. Ranpo should be able to do it himself!"
"puff."
Hearing the sound, Edogawa Ranpo couldn't help laughing. He raised his head, and his dark-green pupils instantly emitted several rays of light, which came from the unique confidence of a famous detective.
"A detective who can do anything."
He slightly outlined the corners of his mouth, he was the darling of heaven.
"Then please leave it to Mr. Ranpo."
I smiled softly, turned around and left, never looking back. Instead, I let the wind follow my path and cover up the undue haze.
No matter how the clouds turn, they will remain true to their origins.
…
The mafia building is usually easy to find, but today it became even harder to find.
Probably because of the sounds of fighting in the distance, the road was completely silent.
There was obviously no advance warning in this battle. There were rollover vehicles everywhere on the street, many of which looked familiar.
As I walked, I wrapped my pocket watch around my forearm. With a slight movement of my wrist, the dial fell into the palm of my hand.
Sensing the nervousness of the residents in the building next to the street, I turned my head and smiled relaxedly.
With the Armed Detective Agency here, they will be fine.
After all, we have to protect this city.
Stepping to the edge of the battlefield, I quickly found a bunker to cover myself, then I stuck my head out and quietly observed the current situation.
I saw that the mafia buildings were surrounded by a group of people wearing light blue suits.
The faces of these people were all wearing the same blue-toned bandanas, making it difficult to see their general facial features.
But for some reason, this group of people makes me feel strange. The most fundamental reason seems not to be their uniform clothes, but something else.
Unfortunately, my powers of observation are limited, and I frowned and looked for a long time without finding any clues.
But I discovered another strange thing: I saw that they allowed the members of the mafia and detective agency inside the building to attack arbitrarily, but there was no sign of fighting back.
In this way, they feel more like victims.
But in fact, this is not absolute.
Because the bullets fired by the mafia hit them. But they still stood there as if nothing had happened.
It was so weird, as if he was using an unheard-of power to deliberately delay time.
Are they waiting for someone?
Waiting for a strong man who can annihilate Yokohama in one fell swoop.
If my idea is right, then it's no wonder that the mafia and the detective agency are so afraid of them.
But there is also the possibility that something is wrong.
Thinking of this, I couldn't stand still, and I moved my steps to get over the siege and reach the many seniors of the detective agency.
Thinking about it this way, your heart has finally settled down a bit, right?
I glanced around and saw that the people surrounding the Mafia Building seemed to have dull faces and did not notice that I was "ready to make a move" on the side.
Seeing this, I became a little bolder and rushed into the bushes nearby, thinking about using a bunker to break through the encirclement.
"I saw you." A familiar old voice sounded behind me, and I felt my movements stagnate.
My body tensed up due to being too nervous, and I turned my head slightly, only to see a familiar and old figure - Rabindranath Tagore.
"Superpower - Bird Collection." He said and tapped the ground with his cane.
Along with the dull sound, I was surprised to find that I turned into thousands of white feathers. From my feet up, I was constantly dissipating and flying, but I couldn't feel any pain.
I fluttered, trying to get to Tagore's side. But obviously, his powers still gained the upper hand. Before I could move even half a step, my eyes turned white and my stomach was in turmoil.
Simply, I closed my eyes.
…
When I opened my eyes again, the scene in front of me had already changed.
It was no longer daylight, but pitch black, like a secret room.
I looked around and was surprised to find a huge ball of light floating above my head. In the light ball, there is a scene of the blue suit receding, accompanied by a few white feathers.
After they finished leaving, everyone from the Armed Detective Agency immediately rushed out, led by Dazai Osamu and Kunikida Doppo.
how come?
Could it be that those people are waiting for me?
This is too ridiculous!
However, just when I was confused, a rough voice sounded condescendingly, which was quite helpless and joyful.
"Do you still think kneeling is more in line with your identity?"
Very complex emotions, but chilling.
The light suddenly rose up, making me unable to open my eyes for a while.
The man in front of me was sitting on a high platform, with his palms spread out as if asking for something from me.
"The time has come," he said again.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking uncontrollably.
"I am your everything," he stood up and walked closer to me step by step. "It's time to give it back to me. You've had it for too long."
After he said this, I felt a sense of crisis coming towards me.
I jumped up suddenly, but I was still one step behind him.
He pressed my body firmly with his palms. I staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Then, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he kept mumbling something.
"Is that so? Then let you fend for yourself."
After finishing speaking, the dazzling white light passed, followed by another burst of darkness.
