Edogawa Satoru who wanted to be a detective is not a good sorcerer

Today is July 7rd, and it has been nine weeks since I left Yokohama.

Edogawa Satoru had big eyes and a big look of confusion.

Even if Ranpo is unable to know what happened to me in the orphanage, the Special Powers and Secret Services Department should have noticed it and should have come to find me a long time ago, right?
He wants to complain that public officials are not doing their job at all!
"There's nothing to do. It's so boring." Edogawa Satoru muttered.

Time passed quickly while I was in a daze.

It might be evening, when Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara came back in the car. He smiled widely, "Good evening! Where's Yuji?"

Yuji Itadori did not follow them.

The atmosphere is different from that in the morning.

"Tiger Weed, he..."

After listening to Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki's stories, Edogawa Satoru patted them both sympathetically and asked, "Have you treated your injuries?"

They only did a simple bandage, but Yuji Itadori's body was still in the school clinic. They were not ready to face Itadori.

Sigh. Edogawa Satoru sighed. He thought these three had prepared themselves mentally to become sorcerers, but it seemed that they were not.

The pain in their eyes was truly contagious.

The pretended calmness on the surface is actually the calm before the storm.

"I'll go call the teacher out." Edogawa Satoru imitated the way his family comforted him, and gently touched the heads of Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara, "For Yuji Itadori's sake, live well."

He walked a few steps out and looked back. The two of them were covering their faces. In the quiet cicada chirping, there were intermittent suppressed sobs and mutual ridicule between the two people:
"You're such a wimp when you cry."

The boy walked towards the infirmary, the wide sleeves of his kimono swinging back and forth like a pendulum on his heart.

He began to feel a little scared.

[Will you walk around randomly...]
No, Ranpo wouldn't.
But Ranpo’s athletic ability is even worse than his. What if he meets a madman who just comes and kills people without asking why?
Ranpo could definitely avoid it in advance.
What if there is a low probability of a natural disaster?

He knocked on the door of the infirmary with worry. A black-haired office worker opened the door and saw the masked boy: "Mr. Gojo!"

I heard his voice before I saw him: "What is Yidizhi afraid of? This is a freshman, not an enemy. Come in!"

The man got out of the way.

The structure of the medical room is very simple. The outer room is the consultation office and the common medicine storage cabinet, and the inner room is the operating table, special medicine cold storage room and body storage cabinet.

Yuji was lying on the operating table, his eyes closed, a large gash in his chest. Next to him stood a tired-looking woman, about to put on a mask, and the dissection bag was placed on a sterilized stainless steel rack. Gojo Satoru was sitting in the corner.

"Come, sit here." Gojo Satoru crossed his legs and patted the seat next to him. After Edogawa Satoru sat down, Gojo Satoru with his long arms and legs immediately pressed on Edogawa Satoru, "You didn't want to be a sorcerer, which was a correct judgment. But there are also situations like Yuji where you have to do it."

"he died?"

"he died."

Edogawa Satoru's mind flashed back to the memory of everyone playing and laughing in the morning, and then the boys and girls sitting on the steps of the teaching building trying not to cry.

"Yuji is in the infirmary. Fushiguro and Kugisaki don't dare to come up to change the dressing."

Gojo Satoru stood up. “What a cruel statement.”

The strange man suddenly became alert, with dark circles under his eyes, “I’ll go down with the medicine to bandage them.”

"No need." The woman was wearing a white coat and looked like a school doctor. "Let them come up and face the bodies of their companions. This is a necessary skill for them."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and clenched his fists. "Maybe after a dissection—"

"No, this definitely won't work." Edogawa Satoru complained.

"Well, I'm going to start the autopsy. If you want to watch, don't get too close." The doctor put on gloves, turned around, and found that the deceased had sat up on the operating table, "Wow..."

For a moment, the infirmary was filled with the strange cries of the man named Ijichi and the wild laughter of Gojo Satoru.

Edogawa Satoru stared at Yuji Itadori blankly.

[Corpse resurrection? Zombies? Zombies? Ghosts?]
Why are they all so happy? Where has science gone?
Oh, by the way, he is an idealist now and has nothing to do with science.

"Hiren, welcome back!"

When Edogawa Satoru saw Gojo Satoru and Itadori Yuji happily high-fiving each other, the corners of his mouth curled down a little.

[I saw the naked body of a man other than Ranpo, and my eyes became dirty TAT]
"Then I'll go first." Edogawa Satoru said, and then everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and came up with a brilliant idea: "Wait a minute, chat with Yuji first."

After Gojo Satoru and the female doctor left, the only people left in the infirmary were Edogawa Satoru, Yuji Itadori who was getting dressed, and Gojo Satoru's supervisor Ijichi.

"Why did you resurrect?" Edogawa Satoru was very interested in this.

Yuji didn't seem to be very clear either: "There is a technique called 'reversal technique', which seems to be able to repair the body. When we encountered the special-grade cursed spirit in the juvenile detention center, Ryomen Sukuna seemed to have repaired my hand. So it should be Ryomen Sukuna who repaired my heart?"

"Wait, he was the one who took my heart out." Yuji put on his shirt, "Why did he want to fix me?"

"You can communicate with him?"

"Sometimes he would chat with me. He would talk and talk all the time, and it would be so annoying to hear all this chatter in my head." Yuji put on his pants.

Edogawa Satoru has been controlling himself not to think about the fact that Itadori Yuji is a vacuum: "Do you remember anything before your resurrection?" "...I forgot."

Edogawa Satoru understood: "Let's not talk about this. Why is Ryomen Sukuna chatting with you?"

Yuji complained, "Sometimes it happens in my head, and sometimes it happens on my skin." He pointed to the brown scars under his eyes and the lines on his palms, "Most of them appear in these two places. Oh, you haven't seen it yet, it's just an eye and a mouth."

“How do you make sounds without vocal cords?”

Yuji Itadori looked at Edogawa Satoru with wide eyes: "Wow, good question! I've never thought about this. Ryomen Sukuna, let me ask you a question, why can you make sounds without vocal cords?"

After waiting for a while, "Okay, he ignored me."

Edogawa Satoru immediately thought of another question: "He can appear in your palm, and you will have two mouths. So, can you raise your hands and kiss yourself? Or down there——"

Yuji's face was filled with horror: "No, no, no, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Don't say such terrible things all of a sudden!"

His cheek cracked open: "Are you provoking me?"

Yuji Itadori fiercely slapped back the two Sukuna on his cheeks, and then slapped himself hard on the head: "I reflect on why I understood it so quickly. You are only thirteen years old, what are you thinking about?"

He could not laugh or cry.

Ijichi next to him was dumbfounded: New student, so awesome.

……

One week and four days after Edogawa Satoru left Yokohama, on May 19th, the file was officially transferred from the Special Ability Division to the Superintendent of Police, combining the disappearance of Edogawa Ranpo with that of Edogawa Satoru.

The police academy where Edogawa Ranpo studied provided surveillance footage for April, and after April 4, Edogawa Ranpo never appeared in the school again.

One needs to register and report entering and leaving the Police Academy, and there is no surveillance footage of people walking in and out at random at the main doors.

Edogawa Ranpo's disappearance only caused a stir among the students. According to the survey, Edogawa Ranpo had poor interpersonal relationships, and his classmates complained most about him being outspoken and often making fun of others, so few people liked Edogawa Ranpo.

Shortly after Edogawa Ranho entered the school, he revealed the love history of his dorm supervisor in public. As a result, he was expelled from the police academy on April 4 along with other accumulated violations.

But when the notice of expulsion was sent to the dormitory, no one was found. The roommate informed the police chief that Edogawa Ranpo had not returned on the evening of the 23rd.

Because of Ranpo's father's reputation as a clairvoyant police officer and Ranpo's own amazing talent in reasoning, he was often invited to solve cases and did not stay in school all the time.

Maybe Edogawa Ranpo had been missing for several days before the 23rd, my roommate said.

However, through frame-by-frame analysis, the police found that at 24:7 am on the 29th, Edogawa Ranpo suddenly walked out from a corner and entered a room in the corner.

After checking the surveillance footage of that room, no one was seen in that room at the same time. After entering the school to investigate, they found that the room was the archive room, and Edogawa Ranpo's file was missing.

The experienced police officer patted the intern on the shoulder and said, "Go to the orphanage and check if the Supernatural Department has searched the scene. I don't see it in the report. See if Edogawa Satoru's file is missing as well."

After analysis, the Technical Department will restore the archive room surveillance that was overwritten.

7: 29.

The black-haired boy pushed the door open and waved to the surveillance camera: "I'm coming in!"

He looked around, walked towards a cabinet very purposefully, and took out his file directly.

Before leaving, he seemed to remember something and turned back to face the monitor: "This school is terrible, I want to drop out. Oh... can this record audio? It shouldn't be impossible to read lip movements, right?"

"It's really frustrating. I feel so irritated right now that I feel like a rotten orange - because I'm about to do something terrible! Even buying me a soda can't stop me!"

"So," the boy unbuttoned his messy school uniform jacket and pointed at the surveillance camera, "it's up to you to decide. Can you figure out what I'm going to do? Just use your brain."

"Don't think that the great detective Ranpo will let me off. This is exactly the awful thing I must do, and I will do it angrily!" The boy said as he took out a lighter and set his clothes on fire. "You want me to give you a hint? I've already given it. I really don't understand why..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he was just talking to himself. His lips did not move much, and it was hard to make out his lip shapes. One could only roughly tell that he did not understand why others pretended not to understand something that was clearly stated.

"Oh right." Edogawa Ranpo clapped his hands. "I wonder who will see this video and when. Police, detectives, sorcerers? But it should be because of Wu. Wu likes to make a big fuss. He just can't leave Ranpo-sama. He's too clingy."

He showed a proud expression: "My brother is a younger fool. After he found out that I was missing, he would definitely do something bad and ask me to comfort him. However, important things should be said three times. Now I have to face something that bothers me very much and I can't think of a solution."

"We should have talked for three minutes, right?" The young man pursed his lips and frowned, not knowing what was bothering him.

"Anyway, it's best not to involve Edogawa Satoru. Otherwise."

The screen went black for a moment.

The next second, the screen was suddenly filled with Edogawa Ranpo's face. His eyes, which had been narrowed all the time, opened a little, and his green pupils were like a cat hunting in the dark.

"I'm going to have to kill him."

Ok.

and many more.

The superintendent's men straightened up in surprise.

Who did Edogawa Ranpo say he wanted to kill? !

(End of this chapter)