Xiao Wu wiped away his tears and reached out to pull his brother whose ears were all red.

Edogawa Ranpo turned his back to his brother with his hands folded in front of his chest, and was unwilling to turn around even when his brother pulled him.

“Brother, please turn around~” Edogawa Satoru acted coquettishly, pulling Ranpo’s sleeve and shaking it back and forth, making Ranpo stagger from side to side, but he just didn’t turn around.

He moved to the right and Ranpo turned his face to the left.

Xiao Wu didn’t believe it and ran to the left again.

Ranpo immediately turned his head to the right, put his left hand on Xiaowu’s face, and said in a humming voice: “Don’t look – why? Of course I don’t want to show you.”

The true feelings expressed in every word of the book have never been revealed to the public.

Just like a locked diary, if you open the lock and share it with others, you will feel embarrassed about the contents inside.

It’s like the spicy hotpot that must be ordered at summer gatherings. When you quietly spit out your tongue to taste the spiciness, a cup of milk is handed to you to relieve the spiciness.

Just like a letter expressing missing a friend, when handing it to the friend, the friend would be asked not to read it aloud on the spot.

Edogawa Ranpo is not stingy with his words. He speaks his mind frankly. In the eight years that he has been with his younger brother, he has said countless words to express his concern for his younger brother, and every word is different.

but–

Damn it, why is my face so hot!
Ranpo’s left hand moved up familiarly, covering Xiaowu’s eyes. His other hand pressed against his cheek, his cold fingers touching his hot skin, but the heat transfer could not stop the rush of blood.

Ok.

There’s no point in denying it.

Edogawa Ranpo admitted that he was shy.

“I just don’t want you to see my inferior side – but!”

Edogawa Satoru felt the hand in front of him slowly sliding down. His brother lowered his head, his black hair drooping, his eyes and nose could not be seen clearly, and his slightly pursed mouth was exposed.

“But, even if our first encounter wasn’t good, I still want to say it,” Ranpo raised his head, his face flushed like a pink cotton candy, “As a brother, I really, really, that, I really-“

How could the pages of a book say the word “love” before you do?
“I, I, really, brother really, really——”

Say it!

Ranpo was going to be driven to death by himself.

Don’t let it get stuck in your throat!

“Brother,” Edogawa Satoru narrowed his eyes like a satisfied kitten, “Don’t say anything, don’t force yourself, I know, I already understand.”

Edogawa Ranpo shook Xiaowu: “Let me finish!”

Lord Ranpo finally prepared himself mentally!

“Idiot!” Ranpo put his hands together, squeezed his stupid brother’s face, and cursed, “Grow up to be a big asshole!”

——Because I don’t want to leave you with any regrets, idiot.

“Edogawa Satoru, I love you.”

“My feelings go beyond the book, and my liking has turned into love. You are my forever family, pure Edogawa.”

he said seriously.

–

The fourth page.

Xiao Wu was adopted by the Edogawa family and spent three years there successfully.

In 2018, Edogawa Ranpo was fifteen years old, Edogawa Satoru was four years old, and Gojo Satoru was twenty-eight years old.

Geto Summer Oil is missing.

On October 2018, 10, during the Shibuya Incident, Gojo Satoru was sealed.

Unrest began in all parts of Japan except Yokohama.

Huiyuan Ye punched the wall. “That curse master is really good at hiding. He can change his body anytime and anywhere. Did he use cheats?”

“At least now we know why there is no November 11st. Relax, Uncle Haibara.”

Huiyuan Ye was stunned and pointed at himself: “Me? Uncle?”

“So far, the basic events have not changed. One, Gojo Satoru is eliminated, and two, death is inevitable.” Edogawa Ranpo’s mind was just one step away from inspiration to connect all the clues.

Yes, even if he kept writing books, the death of Edogawa Ranpo’s parents could only be delayed rather than avoided.

In the world of the book, they are bound to die. So are everyone else. For example, the people who died in the car accident would die for other reasons even if they were changed by the book.

The world of books…

“I suspect that the world created by the book is not a so-called parallel world. In this world, I had a vague premonition of my parents’ car accident before I met the Special Ability Division and the book page. Xiao Wu’s sequelae from the previous world are also very obvious. He is in a daze all day. That noose probably also got some of his previous memories, otherwise how could he avoid the plan that he couldn’t avoid in the previous book page.”

“Parallel worlds do not affect each other. I think books are superimposed worlds, with the first page as the base point and the other pages as branches.”

“Really?” Huiyuan stretched and took out an e-cigarette to smoke. “I’m so tired. It’s too uncomfortable to keep receiving these memories. Aren’t you in pain?”

“I don’t have time to feel bad. Get up and do something. We still have a lot to do.”

“for example?”

What examples are there?

The world of books, including those abandoned worlds, starts from 2015. The books’ repeated attempts have proved that they cannot change the end of November 11st.

and many more.

What if it didn’t start in 2015?

“For example, how about we move up the time of Gojo Satoru’s suicide?”

Edogawa Ranpo clapped his hands and shared his proposal with the only living person who knew the pages.

He sincerely felt that his proposal was good, and looked up excitedly for Huiyuan Ye’s approval.

Huiyuan Ye disagreed: “In this case, you will kill someone.”

Edogawa Ranpo remained silent.

“You don’t want to be hated by him, do you?” Huibara then pointed at Edogawa Satoru upstairs.

Ranpo sighed.

The relationship between them is getting more complicated. Gojo Satoru must be related to the formation of the superposition world. Ranpo wanted the world to go beyond November 11st and chose to protect Edogawa Satoru. Before the pages of the book, he really regarded Edogawa Satoru as his younger brother, and now he wants to try to kill Gojo Satoru in advance…

He went upstairs: “Xiao Wu, come down for dinner.” The world is big, but eating is the biggest.

Edogawa Satoru did not respond. This shouldn’t be the case, because Satoru loves his brother the most.

Even if my brother’s cooking is terrible, I shouldn’t ignore him, right?

“Xiao Wu?”

Ranpo felt something was wrong and pushed open the bedroom door.

Xia Youjie, who had sutures on his head, smiled at him while holding the prison gate. The Gojo Satoru inside the gate was intact.

“Xia Youjie” laughed and said, “It was really easy for me to find it.”

Edogawa Ranpo didn’t hesitate and rushed downstairs: “Haibara! Run!”

The door was knocked open, and outside stood the curse masters hired by Nozomi. “Where else do you want to run to?”

The noose shook his cassock: “What a poor monkey, ignorant believer.” He raised his eyes and looked at the whole place with contempt, playing with the prison gate in his hand, “Catch them.”

Edogawa Ranpo looked at the stitches of the noose and said, “Will it be able to gain the body’s memories…”

Unfortunately, even if you get it, you have no tomorrow just like us.

Edogawa Ranpo chuckled.

He drew his sword and committed suicide.

Xiao Wu, see you in the next world.

At 10:31 on October 11st, the supernatural agent Corey extended a robotic arm that had been set up long ago from the safe deposit box that contained the book pages and began to write down the words for the input program.

This is their just in case.

11: 59.

12: 00.

00: 00.

New world, please start.

–

The fifth one was basically the same as the previous world because there was no time to modify the fourth one.

The more closely they hunted, the deeper the noose hid.

But Ranpo obtained his brother’s consent.

Maybe there was something wrong with Edogawa Satoru’s brain from the beginning, or maybe the noose tampered with it on the third page, so that he was in a daze in the world on the next few pages.

But Xiaowu has always treated him differently. Edogawa Ranpo could feel that the way Xiaowu looked at him was the same as the way he looked at the sky, pure, loving, and quiet.

So that silent words of thanks and blessing will always echo in his ears.

“Xiao Wu, I want to kill you. Do you agree?”

If it were anyone else, Edogawa Satoru would have agreed without hesitation. The root of his illness was in his brain, which pushed him towards the desire for death without hesitation.

But this is Edogawa Ranpo.

Xiao Wu withdrew his gaze from the sky. He thought for a long time, and Ranpo also waited for a long time.

Finally, Edogawa Satoru said, “Do what you want. Even if you want to kill me, I will agree frankly.”

“Because I agreed, we are accomplices.”

Sorcerers have no regretful death, they just keep moving forward. They protect people and kill people, and they long to meet companions who will sink into the abyss with them.

Do you understand what he means? Edogawa Satoru stared at his brother.

Ranpo held his hand: “Yes.”

They are accomplices in murder.

Commit a crime together.

Share the responsibility.

Edogawa Ranpo obtained Edogawa Satoru’s consent and overturned the contents previously written on the pages.

It is known that Gojo Satoru has a reversal technique, and Amanaboko can break it.

He wrote two, one with the same content as the original to ensure the continuation of the world, and the other to change the time of Gojo Satoru’s suicide.

“At the age of 24, Gojo Satoru committed suicide during the battle with the defecting Geto Suguru.”

Ranpo turned to look at Xiaowu and added another sentence.

“Edogawa’s parents had a premonition that they would have two children in their family.”

He wants to take a gamble.

–

Edogawa Satoru looked at the fifth paragraph in confusion and asked his brother why he added this sentence?

Edogawa Ranpo answered immediately, like a student who had finally gotten the answer he was prepared for, “Because I’m gambling.”

If death is fixed, then birth should be too.

He gambled with Gojo Satoru’s life, so to be fair, he should also gamble with his own life.

“My original birthday was October 10st.”

Xiao Wu was stunned.

“…My birthday is now May 5th,” he blurted out, “which has been postponed for nearly 8 months…”

[…As expected of my brother… I don’t have the courage to die like this.]
Ranpo tapped Xiaowu’s forehead. Being familiar with Xiaowu, he knew what Xiaowu was thinking just by looking at his expression.

Family love starts from the fourth one.

The killing starts from the sixth picture.

Edogawa Ranpo showed his unique proud expression, squinting his eyes and curling the corners of his mouth, he was the most confident detective genius.

“We are accomplices,” said the detective.

Even if the person who killed was yourself.

They also live and die together.

(End of this chapter)