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The news of Ranpo's injury, such as the passing of cold wind, made the atmosphere in the warehouse drop to freezing point.

Ruolu stared at the operating cabin, worried:

"Director, is this guy okay?"

"It's okay, he's our only hope."

Baigui bit the word "unique" very hard, but his face was full of shadows.

Rather than winning the trust of subordinates, it is better to comfort myself.

At the critical moment of the explosion, Ming Piao was confined and Luanpo was hospitalized.

He actually wants to hand over this serious case to a rookie detective.

hateful!

Baigui clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands popping out.

"Aha, what a stressful compliment."

In the operating cabin, Fukuta, spare tire, and Hozu scratched his head and smiled wryly.

"Then, Fukuta is about to be invested, countdown 3, 2..."

"and many more!"

pat—

Like the family members of criminals who have been waiting for amnesty on the execution ground, Dongxiang quickly pressed the stop button with a smile on his lips.

They followed the prestige, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ranbu! Shouldn't you be in the hospital?"

Baigui stepped forward to support Luanbu in three steps and two steps, almost pushing him into his arms.

The detective's iconic beret fell to the ground, revealing the thick gauze around his head.

He laughed out of breath: "Such an interesting case can't be done without me."

"But your body..."

"...a great shame."

"Ok?"

Luanbu, who was embraced by Baigui, lowered his head, trembling with anger.

He looked up abruptly:

"Whatever this detective says, I will be ashamed, Funataro!"

Luanbu has a youthful face that can be used by both men and women, and the gaze that is bound to win at this moment is like lighting a cluster of green flames in Baigui's heart.

Baigui looked away in embarrassment.

"15 minutes. Regardless of whether you solve the case or not, I will force you to leave the well."

Ranpo smiled gratefully, a lovely blush appeared on his pale face.

He lifted his jaw proudly.

"Ten minutes, within 10 minutes, this detective can solve the case."

"...You are still so arrogant."

A detective staggered into the operating cabin, and Baigui followed suit.

"Brother, you are treated like a VIP. I have never seen Chief Baigui treat anyone so well."

Baigui glared, threatening fiercely:

"Fukuta, shut up."

"This detective meets once in 50 years..."

When Luanbu saw clearly the man's festering right cheek and the black hole in front of his forehead, he couldn't help being stunned.

"You..." He calmed down and said nonchalantly, "My friend has a black hole on his forehead just like yours. Is this a new trend?"

Fukuta laughed out loud, strange nostalgia creeping up the corners of his eyes and brows.

"I think that's my masterpiece too. Hope he enjoys the breeze. By the way, what's your friend's name?"

Dongxiang: "Into the countdown, 3, 2..."

With Baigui's help, Ranbu found himself a comfortable position, and gently closed his eyes.

"Happy cooperation, newcomer."

"...1. Engage."

My name is Hanaido, and I am a detective.

The one who reminded me of my identity was the woman in front of me, Karu.

Unfortunately, she has become a charred corpse, and finding out the cause of her death is the purpose of my trip.

"what is your job?"

I looked suspiciously at the tall man with lake blue short hair beside me.

By the way, he looks stupid.

"Anaido, detective."

I was dumbfounded.

Is it true that in today's era, detective is such a proliferating and low-threshold profession?

"In this case, let's clarify the division of labor first. You investigate the corpse, and I look for other clues. Is that okay?"

The man scratched his head awkwardly.

"I don't seem to have the right to refuse."

"very good."

This stupefied.

I left Karyu's body behind and began to wander around.

There is no doubt that we are in the study.

The surrounding bookshelves are lined with many media-related books and newspapers.

I picked up a newspaper at random and read the headline:

[On June 2019, 6, a young woman spontaneously combusted at home. ]

"Spontaneous combustion?"

I repeat the word playfully.

"Have you confirmed the cause of Caria's death?"

I asked without looking back.

"Judging from the amount of soot inhaled in the nasal cavity, he was burned to death."

I read a few more newspapers, and the front page was without exception a spontaneous combustion incident.

It seems that TA is very concerned about the society's feedback on this case, and he may be a guy with a strong desire to express himself.

As I was thinking, my hand accidentally touched the digital camera on the edge of the bookshelf.

bang-

Seeing that it was going to be smashed to pieces, I quickly fished it out.

"Huh—it's okay."

I put the camera back, away from the danger zone.

The photo frame on the coffee table not far away caught my attention.

The man in the photo is wearing a long camel trench coat with bandages wrapped around his wrists to his forearms.

His facial features were smudged by the sunlight to a great extent, making it hard to see clearly.

But I presumed he must have melancholy eyes.

why?really weird.

"Ah, the sun is too harsh."

As I raised my hand to cover it, a burst of dizziness hit me.

"Hey, are you okay?"

An anxious cry came from behind.

"It's all right. Did you find anything?"

I slowly moved to the corpse, and an unbearable smell instantly ravaged my nostrils.

"Look at this."

Reflective fragments were scattered all over the body.

"Ah, this guy seems to have the same hobby as me."

Anai chanted exaggeratedly.

"The pieces fit together to form exactly three whole pieces, and 3 is my lucky number."

"Tch, you should pay more attention to what fragments are these than this?"

"What fragment?"

Anjing asked back, staring at me with eyes full of curiosity.

I sighed heavily and pointed to the precarious camera on the bookshelf.

"It's the concave lens of the camera lens. So the question is, what does this have to do with murder?"

Anaito pondered for a while, then saw the light coming in obliquely from the window, and suddenly realized:

"Use a concave lens to focus a light source and set it on fire."

"Bingo." I raised my lips and summed it up into words: "Then, let's summarize the characteristics of the criminal. He may be engaged in a media-related occupation and has a strong desire for performance..."

"Also like the number 3."

Being robbed, I rolled my eyes angrily.

"Wait, why does TA use this old-fashioned modus operandi?"

I knocked Anaido on the head, and shook my head resentfully:

"Do you need to ask, 'Spontaneous Human Combustion' is a good headline! Now we just need to determine the angle at which the lens ignites. Please give me a hand, my legs are numb, thank you."

"Tch, although you have a good brain, your physical strength is really not half of mine."

Anaido grumbled as he tugged at my wrist with such force that it might dislocate me.

I was uprooted like an unripe radish in the field.

then……

"hiss-"

I gasped, my headache was splitting, and my eyes were full of stars.

Finally, Anai's panic-stricken face was reflected in my pupils, and I fell into darkness...

Accompanied by the noisy call like a bee, Luanbu woke up leisurely.

"Are you all right, Luanbu?"

"It's okay." Luanbu subconsciously touched the bandage on his head.

Fukuta: "You scared me to death just now."

Baigui: "Your current physical condition is indeed too difficult."

"...Your physical fitness is too poor."

Amidst countless greetings, a cold voice shot like a sharp arrow.

There was no sound in the room, and the sights of Chaobu followed everyone to focus on him.

The boy was holding a knife, and he was wearing a familiar three-color haori.

Like the shattered rays of sunlight falling on the lake, Luanbu's eyes lit up.

He pretended to be annoyed and asked:

"who are you?"

"He is the police officer transferred from above to cooperate with our warehouse, called..."

Before Ruolu could finish speaking, the boy forcefully interrupted him.

"Pending Search Division, Yoshiyuki Tomioka."

"Unresolved, is this case within your scope of responsibility. Police officer Tomioka?"

Tomioka and Ranbu looked at each other quietly for a while, and opened their lips slightly:

"Currently, no."

Ranbu laughed.

He knew that this boy named Yoshiyuki Tomioka was neither the person he was looking for nor the person he was looking for.

"Oh yes..."

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