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After losing the battle of wits against Ranpo, Poe was very sad. After all the greastest thing about him was his smartness and intelligence... A man smarter then him had beaten him leaving him the second smartest. He should be proud, he is the second smartest man in the world... yet he didn't feel that at all. He felt this anger and coldness in his heart.
He was jealous, Ranpo got the warmth and praise of being the smartest man in the world! They all think he is the best! He has all the light and attention and he is left in the dark. He saw himself as a calm and quietly nice person but at this moment Poe couldn't help but wish the worse for Ranpo.
Poe was left in the darkness of being second best. He was angry, he wanted revenge against Ranpo. He wanted the worse to happen to that man yet he couldn't help but amazed by how smart the man was.
Poe started planning how he would get revenge on Ranpo.. should I just kill him and call it a day? No that would be very untastful for a man as smart as him he deserves a death where he fails. I know! I will make him die by failing a case... I will make a story so hard not even he will be able to slove it! I will use my ability to trap him in that story, he will never be able to escape it and then I can just burn the book with him in it.
It was a perfect plan. He just needed to get everything done and everything placed perfectly so he can trap Ranpo... so he can kill the man...