I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

Or just run away overnight.

He Mei was lying on the folding bed that had been brought in. The police officers kindly provided mattresses and pillows.

Not new, but clean.

The locks on his hands had also been opened, and he was thinking about what to do next.

Megumi Fujiwara lay obediently beside him, and secretly poked him with her fingertips, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's okay, go to sleep." Fortunately, Qingmei's height has shrunk now, so she can barely sleep with him pretending to be father and daughter.

Father and daughter, they are speechless just thinking about this word and its beauty.

He and Qingmei have grown from sisters to father and daughter.

Fujiwara Megumi simply hugged one of his hands, said good night, closed her eyes and fell asleep obediently.

Kazumi opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, and finally gave up the idea of ​​​​escape. Let's talk about tomorrow's affairs!

Sleep, sleep.

The red-haired man turned over and patted the girl's back slightly with his other hand.

In the dark environment with the lights off, my eyes gradually closed.

Well, he is becoming more and more like a qualified old father.

The next day, Kazumi woke up from bed with a sleepy look. After washing the toiletries provided by the police, he turned back and woke Megumi Fujiwara up.

The confused girl who was still asleep glanced at the person, nodded and fell asleep again, letting the person manipulate her.

Kazumi ruffled her short ear-length hair, and the orange hair color that looked like the male idol Chuuya made him stay for a while longer.

She brushed her teeth, washed her face and wiped her hands. She received a one-stop service from Hemei, and then used a small comb to tidy up her messy hair and pinned it with hairpins. She was a cute little girl again.

The police officers who interrogated him last night watched his behavior throughout the whole process and felt that they had indeed misunderstood. This was simply an old father who was raising a baby.

After seeing them packing up, he said, "The people from the detective agency have arrived. You can go. If they confirm that there is no problem, you can leave."

Hemei thanked her, and then, with the mood of going to the battlefield, she carried Qingmei, who was still confused, to the reception room.

In the reception room, Kunikida Doppo was already waiting. He pushed up his glasses and looked at the time. There were still three minutes until the appointment time.

He came here because the police station informed them in the middle of the night that one of their members was reported to be abducting a girl on the street and was arrested.

The detective agency that received the news at the time thought it was a message sent to them by mistake.

As a result, a picture of a red-haired man being handcuffed in the street came across from the other side.

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No, this is Oda.

Although Oda adopted five children, he didn't end up robbing children on the street and get caught!

The people at the detective agency felt sick to their stomachs. For a moment, the man in the photo was obviously expressionless, but they suddenly saw the desolation.

It was Edogawa Ranpo who made the decision and asked Kunikida to go to the police station and bring the person back.

He didn't say whether this person was real or fake.

Just say bring it back.

Kunikida thought that Oda and the president went on an field trip some time ago, and even the children were entrusted to their care. It would be difficult to contact him if the signal was not good sometimes.

Could it be that Mr. Ranbu saw something wrong?

No one would fail to value Edogawa Ranpo's wisdom.

But...it's been over five minutes, why hasn't anyone come yet?

While waiting in Kunikida, Kazumi had already been intercepted.

He looked at the young man approaching across the corridor.

His expression gradually became numb.

The young man was dressed like a mafia man, almost no different from Hei Shizai, except for the bandage wrapped around his left eye and the red scarf around his neck that made his eyes hurt.

Osamu Dazai.

It was Osamu Dazai who became the leader.

What attitude will he take to face it?

stranger?

Or a familiar stranger?

Or... a friend with whom I can talk a few words?

In the end, Kazumi looked and looked and held it back, but still couldn't help it.

"Dazai, please sleep more, I think you will die suddenly." Really, look at those dark circles under your eyes, I don't want to equate you with a certain national treasure.

The leader Zai:......

I never expected that the beginning of the meeting would turn out like this.