Ranpo winced after falling from a window, he held his chest and looked at the bullet wounds. He looked at his hands which were covered and cut by glass. He huffed and looked up to see if the guards were there, they weren't but he almost couldn't move. He looked at his broken phone and then just laid there, it's not like he didn't want to move. "Not the way I pictured the end of Ranpo Edogawa but..." He let out a overdramatic sigh until he heard footsteps.