rambunctious lover

"My subordinates plotted against me."

Onimai Tsuji buttoned up his shirt in an orderly manner.

Luanbu laughed angrily, he jumped out of bed, picked up the camel cloak and draped it over his shoulders.The valiant posture is like a warrior slashing through thorns and thorns in the jungle.

He approached step by step until his slightly raised chin almost touched the tip of Wu Mi's nose.

"Oh~" Luanbu sighed exaggeratedly with his arms akimbo, "Obviously I was forced to accept your blood, but in the end I have to be ordered by His Highness the Ghost King, tsk tsk..."

The first essence of defeating the enemy is absolute crushing in terms of momentum.

Luanbu is well versed in this way, even if Wuyou gives a stingy look, the play still needs to be complete.

He stared at the ghost king for a while, then shook his head sadly:

"I'm very sorry, but I, Edogawa Ranpo, never give in to others."

Oni Wu Tsuji, who was smoothing the folds of his cuffs, paused when he heard the words, and he walked wildly, with a smile in his red eyes:

"Never 'below'? Are you sure, Detective?"

[Famous Detective], with two flicks of the tongue and a pretentiously ambiguous tone.

Luan Bu looked at Wu Mi's opening and closing lips, and suddenly felt very hot.

Of course he understood the ghost king's hint, and his fair face was covered with a blush.

Shy or annoyed, or both.

Damn, shameless fellow!

He cleared his throat pretentiously, but before he could speak, he put his hand on the top of his head.

Wu Can flattened the curled short hair for him, and smiled comfortingly:

"It's okay." He said persuasively, "It's not the first time anyway."

Grass!

pat—

Ranbu slapped Wu Mi's hand without even thinking about it.

The overly crisp sound echoed in the room, and the scene was awkward for a while.

A solemn silence filled every corner.

Wu Mi rubbed the back of his red hands indifferently, exuding a suffocating coercion all over his body.

Her trembling legs uncontrollably fell to the ground.

"Luanbu, this is not the attitude you should have towards your savior."

Savior?If Wu Mi refers to the matter of rescuing oneself from the nightmare, then there is no need for it.

He looked up, cold sweat slipped down the broken hair on his forehead:

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Looking down at him without misery:

"Ranpo Edogawa, you were hit by a car yesterday evening, and you were dying. If I hadn't generously distributed the blood to you, I'm afraid you would have died here yelling at me."

"Oh, is that so? May I ask what time did the accident happen, His Highness the Ghost King?"

Wu Mi answered without thinking: "05:30."

Luanbu lowered his head, his short, sweat-stained hair pierced his eyes, causing a burst of soreness.

He shrugged his shoulders, as if he was finally defeated by the ghost king's detailed rhetoric.

A second or a century.

Wu Mi waited for him to bow his head and surrender, even his patience was slowly exhausted.

He stretched out his pale knuckles, suddenly!

Luanbu raised his head, his penetrating lake green eyes met Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi, and he smiled slyly:

"My lord, you may not know. In solving a case, the more specific the testimony is, the more doubtful it is. Because of a guilty conscience, the lie must be complete enough."

Gada—

Wuyan's hand hanging by his side quietly clenched into a fist.

He hated the confident light in Ranbu's eyes, the sun-like light that could destroy all shadows and filth.

The corner of the ghost king's mouth outlined a malicious arc, and he slowly knelt down in front of the detective.

"It's true that you were not hit by a car, but..."

Wu Mi clamped Ranbu's chin with two fingers, forced him to look up, looked into his eyes that were hiding panic, and said word by word:

"I was stabbed and lost a lot of blood. After all, we used to love each other, and I can't bear your betrayal. You can understand, right, Xiao Luanbu?"

[You can understand, right, Little Ranpo? ]

Seeing this smiling face at close range, Edogawa Ranbo was in a daze for a moment.

How did Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi manage to say the most vicious words with the most gentle expression.

He couldn't help smiling, and he could clearly feel the tremor in his chest.

Seeing this, Wu Mi frowned, and asked in a low voice:

"why are you laughing?"

"You're so cute when you're duplicity in front of this detective."

Wu Mi's face changed, and the anger in the red pupils was fleeting:

"The way you think you're smart is what I hate the most."

"Well, but if you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't give me your blood, would you?"

Wu miserable snorted, with an arrogant attitude:

"What do you think my purpose for doing this is, of course..."

"Of course there is something that your group of stupid subordinates are helpless, you can only turn to me for help."

Wu was suddenly at a loss for words.

He didn't expect that the famous detective who met once in 50 years was still invincible with his superb wisdom even though he lost his memory.

It's hard to put it down.

It's disgusting.

Two diametrically opposed emotions merged in his chest, breeding a contradictory and timeless love.

He sighed as if in surrender:

"I need you to help me find the 'Blue Flower of the Other Side'."

Luanbu murmured suspiciously: "The blue flower of the other shore? What is that?"

"It is an indispensable medicine that can make me turn back into a human being."

"Huh? I don't think you are quite immersed in the joy of being the king of all ghosts?"

Wu Mi glanced at him coldly: "I like sunny days."

[Hey, no misery.It seems that most of the days since I met you have been cloudy.Actually, I prefer sunny days. ]

Guiwu Tsuji Muyou dug out the words of Ranpo from his memory at the right time.

He realizes that it is not easy to deceive Ranpo, and I am afraid that only the resonance can weaken the detective's suspicion.

As expected, Ranpo firmly believed in this answer.

"Wait, you mean you can't see the sun after becoming a ghost?"

The ghost king pretended not to notice his anxiety, and nodded expressionlessly:

"Also, you need to drink my blood every day."

"Suck blood." Luanbu turned pale when he heard that.

Could it be that they were vampires living in the Middle Ages?

Isn't this too weird?

"Is there any other way?"

"Yes, died of physical exhaustion."

Ranbu: "..."

He thought for a while and asked hesitantly:

"Shouldn't it be like today every time..."

He looked down at his naked chest, hesitating to speak.

Seeing Luanbu's rare embarrassment, Wu Mi felt happy, but on the surface he was serious, even with a bit of distaste:

"It depends on whether your body can bear my blood."

"Huh? Didn't you take advantage of the detective's coma to...?"

"Mr. Ranbu said just now that he doesn't want to be inferior to others." Wu Mi's slender fingers were like flying butterflies, and he quickly fastened the crumbling cloak.

But what's the use of that?

It can't hide any spring, but it makes the man kneeling in front of him have the temptation to make people's blood swell.

Wu Mi rolled his Adam's apple, glanced away as if nothing had happened, and said:

"If you don't believe me, next time we can set up a camera and see who's doing it."

"...Go away, I don't have a special hobby like yours."

Wu Mi brushed the dust off his suit pants as he said, and slowly got up.

He put on a serious expression in an instant:

"Everyone will have a meeting tomorrow night to make a plan to find the Blue Flower. You have to attend together."

"Got it, got it." Luanbu folded his cloak with both hands, and said impatiently, "By the way, where are my other clothes?"

"Torn it up by yourself, so I threw it away. Do you have an opinion?"

Grass.

Ranpo's indignant expression was reflected in Wu Mi's red pupils, he smiled and strode away.

We all know that lies do not stand alone.

In order to bluff the famous detective who meets once in 50 years, he has more important things to do - such as stop those idiots from talking.

Ah, by the way, how about cutting off their tongues?

It's like Naruto's dream of the traitor.

The author has something to say: this chapter is a bit short, sorry ORZ

I have been sitting on code words for too long, and my waist is a little unbearable. The next chapter will be longer.

明天见噢！感谢在2020-07-0722:04:33~2020-07-1121:14:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 white ink;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Elaine; 1 for Nuonuo;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Nono 20 bottles;

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