Eri's daily life

I recalled Mr. Zhongyuan's words, and replied: "Please refer to the real thing, Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth: "Oh..."

Hey, it's cold.No matter, let's finish eating first.

"Ding"

He took out his phone, it was a text message from Sawada.

——Where is Sen, the teacher asked me to give my homework to Sen.

Leaving aside the fact that Mr. Zhuda doesn't care about my homework at all, and, Sawada, aren't you from the class next door? ?

---I don't

Before I finished typing, a creepy sense of crisis swept over my body. I stood up abruptly, and Zhong Yuanzhong immediately came over to protect my head.

Bloated!

The glass was shattered in an instant, thick smoke came out, and there was a choking smell.

The guests all hid in the depths of the store, screaming and screaming.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also hesitant. It stands to reason that he couldn't be half a step away from the eldest lady, but this dessert shop is also under the name of Hong Kong gangsters, which is already considered a provocation.

Me: "Go and see who it is, Mr. Zhongyuan. I will protect myself." Remember to blow the prisoner's head off.

Nakahara Chuya: "Can you do it?"

"I can."

Looking at the back of Mr. Zhongyuan going away, I always feel that this back looks like a villain, that kind of murderous feeling of finding someone to settle accounts.

"puff"

Who farted?

"Isn't it just farting! The world's number one detective can't fart!"

I followed the prestige, and a young man dressed as a modern London detective stood up from behind the counter, his emerald green eyes were like crystal clear emeralds.

Such beautiful eyes, such messy hair.

"Master Ranpo just doesn't want to have a haircut!" He pouted angrily.

Pouting?

I am deeply puzzled.

Who is this, why does he look like he can read minds?

He walked over, followed by a silver-haired middle-aged man.

The young man who called himself "Master Ranbu" stepped on the ruins of glass, not caring about the cries around him, and walked over with ease.

And I squatted on the ground in a state of embarrassment, my body was covered in ashes, and there must have been dust on my face, so I just stared at him blankly.

I felt it, he was in a completely relaxed and happy mood, I have never seen a person with such a pure heart.

...except for the three-year-old son of Mrs. Chun next door.

"I'm the world's number one detective Ranpo-sama! How dare you compare me to a three-year-old child!"

All right...except Mrs. Chun's five-year-old son next door.

"Five years old is not enough! And his real age is four years old, right?"

...except for the four-year-old son of Mrs. Chun next door.

"..." Both sides fell silent.

"Pfft" Edogawa Ranpo looked at me and suddenly laughed, "Sure enough, you are super interesting!"

I:……

I was silent again, I really can't handle this kind of mind-reading contestant.

"Master Ranpo can't read minds." Edogawa Ranpo straightened his beret, and raised his tail like a proud kitten, "It's Master Ranpo's super power - super reasoning! Besides Now, your ability is more like mind reading."

I was caught off guard, and I was stunned.

Mr. Zhongyuan, Feng Shui turns around.This will be my turn to be surprised.

"...Eri Mori. Hello." I introduced myself.

"Hmph, Edogawa Ranpo. He is the world's number one detective." He hummed like a pig.

"Master Luanbu is not a pig!"

It's over.I stared at him with dead eyes.I am done.

What a person like me who loves to complain about in his heart is most afraid of someone being executed publicly.

I can no longer happily post barrage in my heart!

"Eri, long time no see." Said the solemn silver-haired man next to him who was ignored by the whole world ( ).

Um?I observe carefully.This man looks familiar.

It doesn't matter, just like meeting someone you don't recognize at a class reunion, you will slap your eyes, just pass by!

I was about to activate the "Oh, it's you" skill to get past.

"Don't lie to the president! You obviously don't remember!" Edogawa Ranpo interrupted suddenly, looking at me condemningly.

The silver-haired middle-aged man didn't respond, but my eyes were dead.

Ah, this feeling of being seen through, is it possible that you can no longer move around in a snake skin, can no longer operate in a show, or even complain.

My expression is very serene, what I said just now is enough for me to die socially for a while.

It's that, it's definitely that.It's the one that often appears in comics, a natural opponent!

Eri Mori and Ranpo Edogawa meet each other on an ordinary day!Then Mori-Eri was beaten to nothing... wait, then we are no longer opponents.I should be Edogawa's experience pack.

Damn it!Once again, I hope Mr. Zhongyuan will come soon.

Where are you, handsome!

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Because a black mud is too difficult to write, so he was sent to Italy by the author (x)

he won't play at the moment