Overall, Ed doesn't hate surprises. In the old days a long, long time ago, he spent more than ten years learning to get used to surprises, so as not to let his bean-sized heart pop out of his throat one day when he was eating by the little thumb that occasionally popped out of his can. Because if he had to swallow it back in that case, it would probably choke on himself, so it was definitely a problem that could not be easily ignored and needed to be taken seriously.

But now he won't have that problem. The thump in his chest now was only echoing with a large arc as melodious and far-reaching as a valley, which had been empty for too long. And for another reason, he's been saying goodbye to his old days for a long time now—a few months!

This made Ed, who had been immersed in all kinds of surprise ocean balls for most of the time in the past, used to be used to a lot of time, but he still felt very uncomfortable scratching his scalp. Just like a person who is accustomed to using a black toothbrush and blue and white toothpaste suddenly finds that there is only a piece of laundry soap left in the convenience store, the stage of discomfort and awkwardness will always come to his heart in time, scratching and scratching all the way down behind his back, and finally making you raise your chest and raise your head, and subconsciously tighten your belt.

Fortunately, people who quit smoking always have chewing gum to live the after-addiction of their mouths and hands being idle all the time, and although Ed's current life is boring most of the time, there is always a chance for him to feel some old times like the past, driving a spacepassenger ship without a locomotive to take pictures and crashing into him, so that he doesn't have time to react before he wears a pair of patterned shorts and holds an inflatable dolphin and plunges into a pool of liquid methane on the surface of the planet.

Long live the detective.

Thinking of the happy place, a chuckle appeared on the corner of Ed's mouth. However, his reaction made his new friend in front of him with a kind attitude not very happy, the corners of his mouth that were already crooked were even more crooked, and the thumbs of the two hands with his elbows pressed against his knees crossed his ten fingers rubbed each other up and down quickly, and he took a deep breath and straightened up.

Ed felt the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head poke hard forward, and his head swung forward, and he looked back at the big man who didn't seem to be very smart.

"It's rude." He said.

“……”

There was no expression on the big man's stocky face, or any expression was not very obvious, but his gaze changed slightly, and he glanced at the smaller man on the other side. I don't know why, but the little man's body has been trembling slightly, like a cat that has been stuffed into the freezer of a refrigerator by a mouse.

On the opposite side of Ed, the man in sunglasses grinned at the corners of his mouth.

"Damn," he snorted in annoyance, "another sick man." ”

"I've had surgery, and half of the pulls are made of titanium." Ed tapped the left side of his skull, "If you want, you can cut my scalp and have a look." ”

Sunglasses waved his hand. "Disgusting," he said, unlucky, "it's bad luck to meet you." ”

"Say it clearly. It's your gun against my head, not me against you. ”

"And you should know why."

"I've told you everything I know."

"And I don't believe it."

Sunglasses said, turning her head to look at the circular sofa on her left. The big nose that was lying on it like a dead man was still lying motionless like a dead man, and there was no sign of waking up. His red and swollen nose after being hit seemed to be unable to go away in his life.

"You should thank me." Ed said, squinting at his brother on the circular couch in the direction of his sunglasses, at the pile of unfastened white bandages that had been thrown aside, and quietly pushing his glasses, "I rescued him from that cramped cupboard and carried him all the way here." He probably spent the night with those two corpses. ”

"In the middle of the night." Sunglasses said mechanically.

"Hmm...... Midnight. Ed twitched the corner of his eyebrows, nodded with half-open eyes, "Why midnight?" What did he do when he came here in the middle of the night? Do you want to pull a frame for those two people? ”

"Watch your mouth, detective, and don't guess. Good for you. ”

"If you remember that I was a detective, then you should understand that I can't help but guess now." Ed said, his tone hardened unconsciously, "You also saw the scene upstairs." ”

"Yes, I did." Sunglasses nodded slowly, "Two stupid guys, stupid incorrigible." ”

"They seem to have fought each other and died." Ed said calmly, looking at his sunglasses without blinking, "This kind of death is unusual, if it is an accident, it is too unexpected." ”

"For ordinary people, maybe it is...... But the words of addicts are a different matter. A strange smile of contempt appeared at the corner of Sunglasses' mouth, "I've seen similar idiots, no matter how weird and crazy things are done after the onset of drug addiction." Believe me, I've even seen two women punched naked from their hotel room all the way to the lobby. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the scene in his mind, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more strange, and his whole face became a duck pear that had been cuckolded by an apple. But Ed focused on another piece of information that had just been revealed.

"Addicts?" His brow furrowed slightly, "You mean, that couple ......"

"Don't ask, detective. You people are so nasty, like a mouse, you want to burrow into a hole when you see it. Sunglasses waved her hand and interrupted Ed unceremoniously, "Curiosity will kill cats." ”

"How do you know?" Ed ignored Sunglasses' warning, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The average acquaintance doesn't tell them that about themselves. Unless it's ......"

Ed tilted his head and glanced at the little man standing not far behind the other side of his sunglasses. The shorty's body seemed to be shaking even more now, just after Ed and Sunglasses talked about something that wasn't funny.

The face of the sunglasses was elongated a little, and this time it seemed to be mixed with a little pineapple blood.

"That's enough."

Sunglasses snorted, this time it seemed to be really serious. He looked at Ed, who was honestly sitting in a chair face to face with him, took a light breath, leaned forward, put one arm on his lap, supporting his upper body, and the other hand pressed the knee of his other leg, and the dark sunglasses reflected Ed's face of the brother behind the penultimate table in the back window, who seemed to never be named by the teacher in math class, and reflected the eyes that had already lost the unique divine light of some kind of creature in the depths of his pupils, and he took a breath.

"It's not easy, detective." Sunglasses opened his mouth and shook his head helplessly, "It's really hard to do." I'd love to believe your story, but there's no way I'm going to get me back. ”

"I have a solution."

Ed said, pointing his finger at the big man behind him without looking back. He couldn't see him, but he knew he was there, with a murder toy with a black hole in his hand, ready to give his titanium skull a moment in his hand.

"You let this brother shoot all of us, and all the problems will be solved. He'll do it, won't he? A smart person who pretends to be smart always has a big fool around him who will not hesitate to carry out any strange and crazy orders. ”

"Hey!"

Before Sunglasses could speak, the dwarf behind him took the first step to speak, glaring at Ed with angry eyes, and reached out to the back of his waist. But immediately Sunglasses reached out to stop him.

"Calm down, Tauer." He said deliberately relaxed and calm, without looking back, his dark sunglasses still pointed at Ed, "He's joking, don't be like him." ”

“……”

"It seems that what you said about your serious brain injury is true. You're a real psychopath. Sunglasses calmed his subordinates a little and then resumed the conversation with Ed, "Flim Tongue can save you for a while, but it can't save you for a lifetime." Now, be serious, knock on your titanium skull, think back and tell me - where is 'that thing'? ”

"I don't know." Ed said dryly, like a robot made out of a nautilus's shell, "You've asked me this question a long time ago, but I don't know what you're talking about. You didn't even tell me what 'that thing' was. ”

"It was as if it were true, and I was almost about to believe it." The sunglasses hit a haha, a very unhappy, but somewhat patient haha, two hands together to help the frame of his sunglasses, by the way rubbed his temples, "But...... Let me tell you so. This friend of mine—" he pointed to the man on the couch, "he came here last night as I had instructed him to find out and deal with a very, very important matter, but he never came back. We came here this morning to look for him, and it turned out that he was thrown like a work of art on the broken couch of this broken house, and next to him sat a you, a private investigator who claimed to have come to this house anonymously, out of nowhere, well, it's nothing, it's all talking, it's nothing...... But the real big problem is that the two idiots who live here, those two idiots, they seem to have happily put themselves in the realm of bliss where no one can get them back, but the 'thing' in their hands is now gone with it, and it can't be found anywhere. Do you tell me that in this case, I can easily believe what you say and let you go as if nothing had happened? ”