[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

As the car started, a strange awkwardness spread in the quiet atmosphere.

Xie Shuyi was sleeping soundly on Ranbu's legs, while Ranbu lowered his head and ate a lollipop. The two of them looked like misguided teenagers.

Oguri Mushitaro asked with some provocation, "What were you doing there just now?"

Ranpo paused in licking the candy, then licked the corner of his lips, savoring the sweetness that exploded in his taste buds.

"I'm a detective." Ranpo did not hide anything, but told everything he had just seen.

How the man fell into the corpse, how bloody and cruel the scene was, and how perfect the murderer's method of committing the crime was.

With every word Ranpo spoke, excitement filled Oguri Mushitaro's face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He suppressed the trembling of his mouth and said, "I see. It's so bloody."

Oguri Mushitaro hid his smile behind a helpless sigh, "It's totally not my thing."

Ranpo did not make any special comments upon hearing this, but suddenly said, "Now there is a clue. The murderer and the deceased exchanged shoes. So now he is wearing smaller shoes."

The smile on Oguri Mushitaro's face suddenly disappeared, and he retracted his feet under the car feeling guilty.

He turned his head cautiously, trying to see if Ranpo had noticed his little move, and when he glanced sideways, his gaze met a pair of silent, inky black eyes.

Oguri Mushitaro was almost shaking with fright. Just when he thought he was exposed, Jie Shuyi yawned, and his eyes, which had just focused, gradually became unfocused again.

This time he did not fall down and fall asleep. Instead, he propped himself up and leaned his head on Ranpo's shoulder.

The slightly longer hair covered her eyes, making the light from outside the car less glaring.

Xie Shuyi glanced at his phone, and after making sure that there was no new message from the uncle, he closed his eyes and continued to doze off.

Why does Ranpo insist on playing with him? I’m really... so sleepy.

Ranpo was pressed down by Jie Shuyi's weight and kept sliding down. He looked at Jie Shuyi with disgust, but he kept his body upright, just to make someone sleep more comfortably.

After making sure that Jie Shuyi was asleep again, he turned his head to Oguri Mushitaro and said, "I already know why this case is so difficult to solve. The murderer is a reality-tampering psychic."

Xie Shuyi raised his head suddenly, "Is there such a power?! Doesn't that mean I can do whatever I want?"

Ranpo: "Aren't you already asleep?"

Xie Shuyi: "I feel less."

Ranpo: “?”

Xie Shuyi: "Small amounts and multiple times."

Jie Shuyi laughed awkwardly. He couldn't admit that he pretended to sleep to avoid the topic because he was afraid that it was too boring.

"The ability to tamper with reality, such a person with supernatural powers..." Jie Shuyi didn't finish his words, but he couldn't help but glance at Oguri Mushitaro.

Just him?

......

People can't be seen.

Ranpo's lips curled up, "My reasoning can only be regarded as a technique at best. It is not a superpower, so it will definitely not be able to defeat the superpower of tampering with reality."

After hearing what he said, Oguri Mushitaro's panic became less evident.

That's right, as long as there is no one with supernatural powers that can counteract his abilities, his supernatural power [Perfect Crime] is perfect.

The beauty of his powers is that he can destroy all evidence of a crime.

Xie Shuyi stretched out his hand, and raised Ranpo's chin with his beautiful fingertips, "You're lying."

At this moment, those silent eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars. Ranpo could clearly see his own face from the depths of those beautiful and lively eyes.

Xie Shuyi smiled, "You've already pushed it out."

He moved closer. The space in the car was not big, and after Jie Shuyi's struggle, almost half of his body was pressing on Ranpo.

The latter did not push him away, but looked at him with a faint smile.

The two of them tacitly ignored the shock on Oguri Mushitaro's face. As for why he was shocked, whether it was because Ranpo had deduced the truth or because of the current posture of the two, it didn't matter anymore.

Ranpo finished chewing the lollipop in his mouth in a few bites, and his lips were soon stained with the shiny candy color.

"Are you interested?" He stared at Jie Shuyi and said that, then slowly turned his head to look at Oguri Mushitaro.

The latter pulled the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face was very far-fetched. "Of course I am very interested. I didn't expect to hear the reasoning of the case from the mouth of a detective I met by chance."

Xie Shuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and Oguri Mushitaro agreed quite readily.

He climbed down from Ranpo's body, holding two nougats that he had just taken advantage of the opportunity in his hands. He pursed his lips and suppressed his greed.

He saw it all clearly the last time the president secretly stuffed candy into Ranpo's mouth.

Little Ranpo hid it so carefully before, but I still found it.

Exactly two.

The uncle and Mr. Dazai each had one.

Ranpo also got into the state at this moment and began to truly solve the mystery of the case.

"The key lies in the red envelope. The Hidden House wants us to think he's dead, so they're targeting my friend, Poe."

Xie Shuyi was probably the only person in the car who didn't know the truth, so he listened very carefully at this moment.

"Po? The raccoon guy in the group." Xie Shuyi often gave nicknames to people he met only a few times.

"So, someone set him up to buy the manuscript?" Xie Shuyi asked.

"Bingo." Ranpo snapped his fingers. "In the observation tower, when we took the manuscript, push the stand-in downstairs. Everything is for us to see that moment."

"It is to let you, as a detective, clearly see the deceased's appearance and let you become a witness to confirm the deceased's identity." Xie Shuyi couldn't help but applaud, "What a nasty murderer."

Ranpo tilted his head. "Then the question is, where did the murderer get the envelope, or the manuscript?"

Xie Shuyi was like a student who was called upon to answer a question in class. He subconsciously bit his thumb and began to think seriously.

Ranpo chuckled, "The answer is actually very simple."

Xie Shuyi also raised his head at this moment.

The two said almost at the same time, "Kill people to steal manuscripts."

Their eyes all turned to Oguri Mushitaro's face, and Ranpo continued to add word by word, "From the hands of the author himself."

Xie Shuyi made a sound with a long tail, and there was a humming tone in the wavy line with vibrato.

"That means the murderer of the falling building case and the murder of the famous writer Kindaichi is the same person."

Oguri Mushitaro interrupted them quickly, "That's too far-fetched. Even if it wasn't the murderer who killed the writer, there must be a way to get the manuscript."

Xie Shuyi hissed and turned his head slowly, "I think what he said makes sense."

Ranpo calmly pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, pinched it between two fingers and shook it, "I have evidence."

His expression seemed to be asking Jie Shuyi if he wanted to see it.

Xie Shuyi curled his lips. He was not the murderer, so how could he be so curious?

As he thought about this, he took the paper from Ranpo's hand, opened the folded page, and what appeared before him was what seemed to be the last chapter of a novel.

Xie Shuyi picked it up and looked around. "Nothing special. It's just an ordinary manuscript."

He seemed to have realized something, and his expression suddenly froze. "This is the original manuscript of the novel written by Jin Yitian, isn't it all in the red envelope? Why is the last page here?"

Ranpo was very considerate in answering Jie Shuyi's question, but his body had already slightly shifted to the right, and his eyes met with Oguri Mushitaro's. "This original manuscript was folded up and hidden in the gift shop on the second floor of the observatory. After receiving the red envelope, I immediately checked what was inside. However, I found that for some reason, only the last page was a photocopy."

Xie Shuyi screamed, then he knelt on the back seat, leaned close to Luanbu, and put their heads together. His movements were so big that they left several footprints on the car mat.

After finding a comfortable position, he looked straight at Oguri Mushitaro, admiring his ugly expression. Xie Shuyi laughed even more happily, "Could it be that the murderer wanted to leave the manuscript behind? Then he should have copied the entire manuscript, why did he only change the last page?"

"Yes, why? So I thought that the murderer might have hurriedly copied it nearby before delivery. So I went to a nearby stationery store to check. As expected, the printing paper was the same."

"That means the murderer switched to that page in a desperate situation."