The number one heartbreaker in Hong Kong and black

Edgar Allan Poe stumbled and said, "I, I have already booked the number of detectives, we can't add them temporarily..."

This young man has an undisguised noble face. Anyone who sees him will immediately realize that he must be well-born, highly educated, and in the upper class of the social class.

Edgar Allan Poe's European-feeling facial features have such a sense of extravagance for no reason, which can only make people think of operas, carriages and flowers along the road.

His brown hair is slightly curly and slightly long, swirled and tied up with a dark green ribbon, and draped obliquely over his shoulders, like an elegant nobleman in the Middle Ages.

However, it is too easy to be shy.

In his sight, this detective from the United States looked flustered and pale. He wanted to dig a hole and bury himself and the little raccoon Carl in the soil. Unfortunately, Ryosuke Araki reached out and grabbed his neckline, making it impossible for him to get rid of it. , I had no choice but to cover my face with my hand, pretending that I would not be burned by the sight of outsiders.

Araki Ryosuke: "... Poe, I really feel offended by you."

"I don't mean that!" Edgar Allan Poe hastily retorted, "I just, just... don't allow people to casually join my game."

His Japanese is astonishingly pure, without any foreigner's accent, which shows the other party's outstanding language talent.

"I can guarantee that this detective is more famous than you think." Ryosuke Araki said, "And I bet you have heard his name."

Hearing this, Poe's fingers covering his face revealed a gap, revealing those keen gray eyes. This young man full of aristocratic temperament observed Ryosuke Araki silently for a while, but still did not come to a conclusion, so he finally Can't help but ask: "...Yes, who is it?"

— hooked.

"Since I satisfied your curiosity, you have to satisfy me too? I have two questions. I will answer you after you answer me."

"Why..." He refused to say it, and Carl, the little raccoon squatting on top of Poe's head, yelled, and slapped his face with his tail, making him cry out in pain, and he had to say aggrievedly, "Okay Carl, you actually betrayed, don't fight! You can ask..."

Ryosuke Araki couldn't bear to bully this American detective and his pet, because the character of the other party was so innocent that he didn't expect at all, among Ranpo and Ayatsuji pedestrians... no, it should be among all smart people A stream of clear air seemed particularly lovable.

"How did you convince Xiongying to set up the competition venue in the school?"

Edgar Allan Poe's shoulder moved. He pulled out his free arm from under the small shawl. The messenger bag on his shoulder almost slipped off. He pulled it up in a hurry, and then covered his face and stretched out his finger to the playground, whispering : "Well, did you see that over there?"

Ryosuke Araki looked over, and there were only a few buildings in sight, showing a puzzled expression: "Which library are you talking about?"

"Well, it's the library, which I donated a few months ago."

"Donated?"

"Also, the playground over there was also donated by my generation."

"..." ok, fine.

As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about.

Ryosuke Araki has heard of the [group], an American organization. They are famous for being rich, rich and rich. It is said that as the leader, Fitzgerald's supernatural ability is to strengthen himself with money, and then fight— —In layman's terms, it is the krypton gold player route.

It is understandable that Poe earns a lot of money as a consultant to [the portfolio].

"Actually, we should have come here long ago. It's just that [the group] needs us to stay there to plan, so I'm late for so long..." Thinking of this, Edgar Allan Poe's voice was a little low, and Carl's tail squatting on top of him also Hanging down, both of them were a little pitiful, "I plan to return to the United States after I am busy this time, and I don't know when I will come to Japan, so this competition is really important to me..."

All the planning of [Group] required his calculation and reasoning. Edgar Allan Poe couldn't find any free time to come to Japan, so long as the donations of tens of millions of dollars arrived in the account, and even the teaching buildings were built, he was able to He has the opportunity to come to Xiongying to meet the two top detectives he has been fascinated by for a long time, and start an exciting reasoning contest.

"Okay. The second question, what is the competition method this time?"

Araki Ryosuke intends to leave Ranpo and act alone. Although he has planned to let the Cave King protect Ranpo instead of him, and at the same time let Holmes play with him, it can be said that the arrangement is comprehensive, but he still doesn't want to just throw Ranpo into danger. Going to the environment - he is sincere about Ranpo, he can be sure of it.

On that cloudy and rainy day, for the first time, he felt wet tears pouring out of his eyes. This strange emotion made him feel so bewildered that he was at a loss where he was.

Although thinking about it now, it was no different from the tears of a crocodile, but Luanbu, who had witnessed all this, still walked towards him, gave himself a hug without hesitation, and wiped away his tears with his hand.

At that moment, whether Ranpo was aware of it or not, he was watching him.

If Ranbu felt any sarcasm, hypocrisy and impatience at this time, Ryosuke Araki would give him a cross in his heart.Of course, he won't say it out loud, but after that, he will gradually downplay his sense of existence and part ways with Ranbu completely.He doesn't like anything that makes him uncomfortable.

And Ranbu's green glass bead-like eyes were full of worries that he himself may not have noticed, which made him change his mind, it can only be said that Ranbu chose the right route.Otherwise, after this night, their lives would never cross again.

Therefore, Araki Ryosuke certainly knew what he really cared about, and Ranpo was one of them, and he passed his test.

"..." Poe pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell you about my supernatural powers, but I'm sure that if they are detectives, they won't be threatened."

He added silently in his heart, of course, the premise is that as long as they are qualified detectives.

If they are not as smart as Poe thinks, then there is no doubt that they are defective products. For Poe, there is no need for them to keep their lives!

He would not tell this good-looking black-haired boy, because to Poe, people who are not smart enough should die obediently. This is common sense!

How can the title of detective be tarnished so casually?

Poe put the shoulder bag on his shoulders together again, his ears turned red from embarrassment.

Ryosuke Araki glanced at his untightened zipper, revealing the gilded back of the book, signed by Edgar Allan Poe.

"...This is a novel written by my generation!" Sensing his gaze, Poe proudly puffed out his small chest, lying on top of his head, he felt the little panda Carl also yell, and patted his master's curly hair, as if They clapped together, "—I am the most outstanding novelist and detective in the world!"

Then, he looked at Ryosuke Araki, with a shy expression waiting for praise, but gradually, his gaze became surprised, and he stretched out his finger behind him, and said in surprise: "...this detective is Do you want to recommend someone from my generation to join?"

Ryosuke Araki didn't look back, he knew it was Holmes.After all, he was the one who summoned him from the bottom of his heart just now, reminding him that it was time to come out.

"..."

Edgar Allan Poe's voice became stuttering, his pale cheeks flushed red, although Ryosuke Araki knew in a short time that he had this kind of personality that was prone to shyness and autism when meeting strangers, but the behavior of the other party this time was different from the past .

If I had to say it, it would be that little stars of excitement suddenly burst out from his plain gray eyes, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, his whole body seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, and he could hardly speak. Complete words come.

But Ryosuke Araki chose to forgive him.

After all, if anyone who is in awe of the title of detective is here, he can't help but feel overwhelmed by the real identity of the person standing behind him, and he can't help himself, let alone Edgar Allan Poe, who was originally a detective. up.

"——You are, no, you are Sherlock Holmes!" Poe's eyes widened, and the little raccoon Carl also let out a rapid cry, his breathing became rapid and his voice was trembling, "My generation Your portrait hangs in the corridors of the old castle! Even our kitchen maids know your name, Holmes!"

Ryosuke Araki: "..." Wait?Castle, maids?

This guy is indeed a nobleman!

Poe looked at Ryosuke Araki, spoke quickly, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and said enthusiastically: "How did you do it? Can you summon the heroic spirit? Did he return from the Hall of Valor? My God! My generation It would be our greatest honor to have Sherlock Holmes participate in the game!"

"So, what is his superpower." Ryosuke Araki asked.

He was asking Holmes. Although the other party is a heroic spirit without clairvoyance, he has a power called "innate insight" that is no less than his ability. He can achieve the same supernatural level as clairvoyance, and can easily see through the future. make equivalent predictions.

"Hmm." Holmes made an unintelligible voice. He glanced at Edgar Allan Poe's book. The riddle set by the author, otherwise you will be trapped in the book... and before today, this novel will be finished."

"Yes! My generation's supernatural power is called [The Black Cat of the Rue Morgue]. No one can use supernatural powers in it. If you die in the book, you are dead." Edgar Allan Poe said happily, his slightly longer bangs His eyes sparkled, "If it were you, we would be very willing to add your role in the novel!"

He is so excited!

Edgar Allan Poe took his novels to many places, most of the people were trapped in the book, killed by his plot characters, and he is constantly perfecting the details of this killing story, if the book can squeeze out In terms of blood, this book must wring out a foul-smelling river.

...Really, his books are tainted, thought Poe, let this be the stage for their competition, the perfect finale!

"Then I'll wait and see."

"However...how did you know about my supernatural power?" Poe asked in puzzlement, "I thought it couldn't be deduced."

"It is common sense to me, my dear friend."

"Well! That's right, you are him!" He became even more excited.

This sentence can be said to be a famous quote of Holmes, and this is the last trap set by Poe to confirm his identity. His pair of gray eyes stared at Holmes, shining slightly.

"Yes, yes... I have a good idea!" He clapped his hands, "You will be satisfied!"

Poe immediately took out the book, took out a pen from nowhere, and walked to the locker talking to himself. Carl jumped off his head first, while he lay on his back. After I came down, I started to write like no one else was there, and started to add new plots, obviously already entered the state.

Araki Ryosuke watched his back.

"Holmes, I am sorry to trouble you." He said, "There is also the King of the Grotto, so shall I go?"

"..." Holmes shook his head helplessly, "As you wish, Master."

Cave King: "... Tsk!"