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Bright light penetrates the eyelids.

When I was forced to wake up, what came into view was a dead body like a marionette, strange and beautiful.

Memory is a raging tide.

The name of the deceased was Jiaai Liu, who was stabbed to death with a dagger in the chest, not only that, but also brutally cut off the tongue.

"you're awake?"

My swaying movements caught the attention of a man not far away.

"Yes, Takeido."

Thankfully, I still remember his name, and even more.

Soon, two unidentified men will arrive at the theater.

One of them is Edogawa Ranpo who has the same face as me, and the other is a man named Onimai Tsuji Mumi, with plum red vertical pupils inlaid on his face.

Those are a pair of depraved eyes that should not exist in this world.

I swallowed, suppressed the intermittent dizziness, and got up from the scarlet carpet.

By the way... I looked down at the cloak carefully.

"Is the blood still there?"

Takeido, who saw through my thoughts, asked loudly, and there was no trace of fear in his slightly deep voice.

Obviously we experienced the collapse of the world together, and I immediately admired him more.

"……Um."

My fingers lingered in one sticky place, and soon my fingertips were stained with dark red blood.

Strangely, this time I didn't touch Karelu's body at all.

So what does this liquid sticking to my cloak from the beginning mean?What are you implying again?

"Twitter...twitter..."

What disturbed my thoughts were, of course, those gray birds, for which Nightingale was their name.

Although the plumage is a dull gray-brown, it can still be spotted if you have a skill.

It's like the cliché that "it's gold and it shines."

I shook my head to get rid of distracting thoughts, and jumped onto the stage in two or three steps.

"What do you think is the way to stop the world from collapsing?"

I cast my gaze down the stage and asked with a serious expression.

But this statement is too chubby, save the world or something, no one is a superhero.

I couldn't help but hook my lips mockingly.

"Edogawa Ranpo..."

Takeido stroked his chin, and murmured this familiar name.

I nodded in agreement.

"Often, the key to solving a case is hidden in an inconspicuous detail. What if..."

I slowly turned my gaze to Jiaairu's right hand, there was a thin wire that was almost negligible connecting her wrist and Nightingale's leg.

"...what if we take the chosen bird early?"

I gently asked questions, rather than interacting with Takei, it would be more appropriate to say that I was talking to myself.

I stepped forward, and an indescribable excitement ignited in my chest.

This seemingly ordinary bird is no different from the organ that determines our life and death.

What will happen?

It must be admitted that the reason why I engage in detective work is not unrelated to my pleasure in this kind of "gamble".

I didn't expect that someone would seize the opportunity after hesitating for a few seconds.

"Takeido, what are you doing? You don't think I'm afraid of corpses, do you?"

Takeito's deep, pool-like eyes glanced at me slightly, and his body stood firmly in front of me like a mountain.

"No, I'm just afraid that you will be pecked by the nightingale when you untie the rope, that's all."

I am still indignant.

Everyone has to be careful about such a delicate job as untying a rope, right?

Could it be that he still intends to use the knife at his waist?

"Wow—"

As I was thinking sarcastically, a cold streak flashed past my eyes.

Takeido actually drew his sword!

"Stab—"

My mouth gaped open in amazement as he slid his blade across the string and...

The nightingale flies away with the sweetest song.

This is an image that will stick in my heart—the moment when a bird breaks free from restraint.

"Patter—"

At the next moment, Takeido jumped up lightly, grasping the bird's wings with quick eyes and hands.

"grumble-"

Like a sinner unwilling to submit to judgment, Nightingale twisted her body and responded with a long cry.

I lowered my eyes, feeling sad.

Others are hell, and the world is a prison.There is no real "freedom" in this vast expanse of land.

Takeido turned around flauntingly, and our gazes met in the short sky.

I clapped my hands in a strange way: "Good job."

The dissipated words did not completely dissipate in the air, "Boom—"

The familiar loud noise broke through my eardrum again, and I raced against time to look at Takeido who was not far away, and saw helpless emotions in his deep pupils.

Then the world collapsed and I lost consciousness.

The harsh spotlight took me out of the dream for the third time.

Ignoring the brief dizziness and sore back, I quickly got up from the ground, this time even faster than Takeido.

I ran to him and slapped his face hard.

"Wake up!"

In the next second, he grabbed my wrist so hard that it might break at any time.

He opened his eyes suddenly, the murderous intent flickered in his black eyes like ink, but he quietly disappeared when he saw my face clearly.

"Don't wake me up in this way in the future, your wrist is so thin, it will be troublesome if you break it."

Hearing this, I stared at him with wide eyes:

"Next time? You still have a next time. No, this detective will be able to solve the puzzle smoothly this time, I promise."

"Well, it's all up to you."

Some laughter overflowed from Takeido's slightly parted lips, his always frowning brows slowly relaxed, and his facial features were still subtly tense.

I watched him and blurted out the question:

"How long has it been since you laughed?"

"..."

He answered me with silence.

I shrugged my shoulders as if nothing had happened, patted off the dust that didn't exist in my palm, got up and walked to the stage.

I claim to be a famous detective who respects other people's privacy. Since others don't want to say it, there is no need to force it.

"...I am not qualified to laugh."

There were tiny whispers coming from behind, which should have been easily overlooked, why did I capture them accurately?

Because I am always paying attention to his actions, after all, he is a companion who has "died" twice together.

I guess I must have developed some strange feelings for him?

To be honest, Takeido's answer was enough to make me scratch my head like a curious cat.

However, there are obviously more important things to do now.

"Shall we sort out the clues again?" I sincerely invited.

Takeido and I worked together as quickly as possible, searching the theater and around Kariyu's body, but we still found very few clues.

To be precise, it is still the first three.

First, the blood on my cloak, second, Jiaelu's missing tongue, and third, the chattering nightingales on the stage.

As we all know, cases with fewer clues are more difficult to solve.

What's more, we have invisible time constraints.

I lay prone on the ground not to let go of any clues.

thump-

There was a muffled sound, and something fell from my cloak pocket.

I took a closer look, and it turned out to be a pair of glasses.

"Huh? You still wear glasses? Are you nearsighted?"

Takeido picked up his glasses and looked at the light, shaking his head in doubt for a moment.

"No, it's flat."

He handed me the glasses back, and I put them on the bridge of my nose.

A gust of flat wind rolled my cloak like desert dust.

I raised my head in disbelief, and the moment my eyes touched Jiaairu's body again, I had a flash of inspiration.

"I see!"

I proudly announce to the world.

Even at this moment, Takeido is the only one in my world.

Takeido and I hid behind the scarlet curtain.

In order to observe the outside world at any time, we got very close, so close that his warm breath sprayed on the back of my neck.

I may have goosebumps on my skin, but I don't feel uncomfortable inside.

Probably, I got used to his existence subtly.

After waiting for a while, footsteps came as expected.

"Heh, I told you to watch less TV a long time ago..."

A curtain later, Edogawa Ranpo and Kimai Tsuji approached gradually.

Takeido and I held our breath in tacit agreement.

"What a strong coercion." He leaned close to my ear and said.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Watch out for yourself."

He instructed me in a voice mixed with a little gentleness, he clenched the knife in his hand tightly, and his bones made a rattling sound.

"...Here, is this woman dead?"

"Tsk, Edogawa Ranpo, I said it earlier. You shouldn't be a famous detective who meets once in 50 years, you are a walking dead..."

Before Guiwu Tsuji Wucan could say this unlucky description, a gust of wind suddenly passed by my side.

wow-

Takeito rushed out like an arrow leaving the string, the target was...

The unsuspecting Edogawa Ranpo ahead!

I hid behind the trembling curtain, spying on the situation.

The so-called mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, there is no need for the two of us to appear together.

prickly—

Whose clothes will be cut by a sharp knife.

Could it be that Takeido succeeded so quickly?

Not daring to be careless, I opened the curtain a crack and looked out warily.

So I saw the man who was guarding Luanbu tightly—Gimui Tsuji Wumi.

He wears a white hat, and the cuffs of a suit of the same color have a not-to-be-ignored slit.Whenever the draft passes by, the sleeves will turn gracefully.

"Stay away from me, wandering."

While confronting Takeido, he said to the man behind him without turning his head.

"Know~know~."

He turned around and walked towards the stage.

He carelessly exposed his back to the area within Takeido's reach, as if he had no scruples.

This scene made me secretly startled. Could it be that his trust in Oni Wu Tsuji has reached the point where he can entrust his life?

Thinking of this, inexplicable sorrow and pain rolled in my chest.

"Blood ghost technique!"

Onimai Tsuji growled words I had never heard before, and then my eyes blurred, and I saw his arms were extremely swollen, and even the color turned into a frightening deep purple.

Crackle, crackle—

After the sound of exploding firecrackers, barbs sprouted like mushrooms on the extended arm, and he grabbed Takei's neck.

"!"

Edogawa Ranpo was still slowly approaching, and at the last minute, I took off my favorite beret and threw it, and it landed at his feet impartially.

"Ok?"

He stopped, picked up his hat, glanced at it with interest, and walked towards me as expected.

I clenched the dagger in my hand—the dagger I took from Jiaairu's body, took a deep breath, and rushed out at the right time!

If my calculations were correct, the dagger should have pierced Ranpo's heart 1 minute later.

We were so close that escape was impossible with his reflexes.

As for why I am so sure?I can't tell either.

40 seconds later, I met him on a narrow road.

When the surprise in his eyes flashed away, what was reflected in it was my ferocious face, because of the desire to survive, because of unreasonable jealousy.

After a while, he should suddenly fall to the ground under the eyes of Onimai Tsuji.

What an exciting picture that would be.

At the critical moment, I was stunned.

He and I are so similar, not only the emerald eyes, but even the freckles around the nose are carved out of the same mold.

If I kill him, it's like killing myself.

I can not do it.

"Hanai!"

After losing the wind, Takeido was still stubbornly resisting, and his urging sounded in his ears.

I bit my lower lip, and tasted a faint taste of blood in my mouth.

I didn't have time to hesitate, I raised the weapon in my hand.

But before I had time to ruthlessly stab it into Luanbu's chest, the walking god of death fell limply.

I stood dumbfounded until a sharp pain came from my back.

"what--"

I screamed in pain, and fell forward on the lifeless corpse, letting the still warm blood soak my cheeks.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan in front of him disappeared out of thin air just like when he appeared.

I smiled smugly, and before I lost consciousness, a vain shadow walked up to me quietly.

He bent down and kissed lovingly on my other clean side face.

He seemed to say something to me, but I couldn't make out.

I reluctantly closed my eyes and fell into darkness...

作者有话要说：下章开始解谜~感谢在2020-06-2421:11:47~2020-06-2522:06:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Elaine 2;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!