hat and bandage

At the same moment, Yokohama, Japan.

In the early morning, it happened to be the time for work, the roads were full of traffic, and the crowds were dense. Office workers in formal attire were hurrying with briefcases, mixed with fragmentary conversations from time to time, traffic lights flashing regularly, and horns from time to time humming.

Armed Detective Agency.

Mr. Ranpo Edogawa, a famous detective, was lying on the sofa with nothing to do. His usually squinted green eyes opened rarely, and he looked at the ceiling without focus. He still had a lollipop in his mouth, and his legs were resting on The armrests of the couch and sofa were shaking every now and then.

"Dazai, are you late again today? Or can't tell?"

Kunikida had just finished approving a document, pushed his glasses, looked up, and as expected, he didn't see the black-haired colleague.

With a vein popping out of his head, he took a deep breath, snorted, and reached for the next document.

"Well... who knows, but speaking of it, it doesn't matter if that guy comes or not. Yesterday you detained him for overtime work. That man didn't do much work. He just listened to music and looked at his phone with headphones on. By the way, in the end Suddenly, he covered his mouth and nose and made a strange noise, and ran away."

Yosano Akiko trimmed her nails slowly, she raised her eyes, looked at Mr. Ranpo lying on the sofa with legs dangling a little funny, and said:

"If you don't need to be urged, don't make Dazai work obediently. Recognize the reality, Kunikida, you see, even Mr. Ranpo is very angry. Recently, he doesn't sit in the swivel chair that can turn around. Occupying Dazai's favorite sofa to lie on, and piled a bunch of snacks on Dazai's other favorite places... except for the office chair."

Although Edogawa Ranpo reached a consensus with Osamu Dazai and chose to keep his mouth shut for the time being, he also returned to Xiongying to teach in the Central Plains as if evading. After almost a month, and Osamu Dazai did not take any action at all, Mr. Ranpo’s dissatisfaction It swelled even more.

Mr. Ranpo, who has a super high IQ but doesn't know much about the world, still retains the temper of a teenager even though he is nearly 30 years old.

He has already seen through the problems between Dazai and Nakahara Chuya, but some things cannot be resolved by exposing the truth.

Mr. Ranpo, who was helpless in this regard, could only sulk, and willfully pestered his colleagues to accompany him to buy a bunch of snacks, but he refused to eat them. Instead, he confidently occupied Osamu Dazai's leisure position, relying on his senior (group pet) status, Playing with his temper, he didn't let anyone move, just left a desk for the other party, silently urging Dazai to either do the paperwork he disliked the most, or hurry to coax Chuya back.

Being occupied by Ranpo's favorite sneaking spot, Dazai tilted his head with a smile, looked at Mr. Ranpo's puffy cheeks for a while, and abducted directly to the president's office without hesitation.

Half an hour later, he got the right to skip work. Since then, Dazai's working hours have become Schrödinger's working hours. Everyone who was forced to share the work dared to be angry and dared to speak out, but they still had nothing to do with each other when they were angry. Who would let the president What about permission?

Mr. Ranpo also made such a willful move, which further aroused Osamu Dazai's frequency of skipping work.

Kunikida couldn't help but take a deep breath every time he took over additional paperwork.

——Anyway, Dazai doesn't work very well when he is usually around, so it's better to throw that guy out and quickly coax Nakahara Nakaya back to reality.

"Shh!"

While the others were thinking about their own thoughts, Mr. Ranpo, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly sat up.

Kunikida asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Ranpo?"

Ranbu tilted his head, jumped off the sofa, picked up his hat and put it on his head.

"It's decided! This detective is going out by himself, you don't have to follow me!" Luanbu announced loudly with his hands on his hips. Open the door and run out.

"Eh? Going out? Where are you going, Mr. Ranpo? Don't you need someone to accompany you?" Kunikida's voice just fell, and Ranpo's figure had long since disappeared. With a big expression, "Ah, where to go, tell us anyway."

He was a little worried. After all, although Ranpo has an astonishing IQ, he is not even as good as a child in terms of common sense of life and sophistication. For example, in such a high-tech era, Ranpo is not very good at riding a tram by himself.

"It's okay, Mr. Ranpo has a sense of proportion." Yosano is not too worried, "It's been very peaceful recently, and there are things like mobile phones to contact. How can Mr. Ranpo be 26 years old, it's very good My lord...Physiologically speaking, in short, you don't need to worry too much, right?"

"Although that's what you say..." Kunikida scratched his head.

Intellectually, he knows that Ranpo is already an adult, and he doesn't like to be watched everywhere. Besides, Mr. Ranpo doesn't know much about the world, but his IQ is always online. Under the guidance of the president for many years, what should be done? He must know what not to do.If there is danger, Ranpo's absolute scouting eye can also see the way out.

Although it has no power, from another perspective, Ranpo is quite powerful.

But even so, emotionally speaking... Mr. Ranpo's childishness activated Kunikida's old mother's heart.

"Forget it." Kunikida finally gave in, since Ranpo ordered him not to be accompanied, he had nothing to say.Just silently turn up the ringtone of the mobile phone to the maximum, and put it in the most conspicuous position on the desktop, so as to avoid missing the call that Chaobu may call for help.

It should be... you won't get lost anymore, Mr. Ranpo!

Thinking of the most worrying point, Kunikida was worried.

And the other end.

Holding only a mobile phone and a wallet that doesn't hold much money in his pocket, he walked around and asked for directions many times. With a small temper, he finally found the Shinkansen. Almost two hours have passed.

Mr. Detective, who didn’t know how to take the Shinkansen, was a little at a loss. Finally, he found a staff member at the station and asked him to help him buy a ticket. Then he went to the wrong boarding point several times because of his sense of direction, and finally got out by himself. The extraordinary powers of observation stopped in time.

Another half an hour passed when he officially boarded the correct Shinkansen.

"So tired, but also hungry."

Luanbu, who had walked for a long time, rubbed his stomach disgruntled, regretting not bringing a bag of snacks.

"How long will it take to get to Shizuoka?" He puffed up his cheeks and muttered like an angry hamster.

He took out his mobile phone and texted Zhongye, "This detective worked so hard to find you, Zhongye must come to pick me up, take me to dinner, and go out to play with me!"

"Idiot Dazai is not reliable at all!"

After sending text messages in random steps, he clutched his growling stomach and shrunk himself back.

At [-]:[-], at Nakahara High School in Shizuoka Yuei High School, I received a text message from Mr. Ranpo.

[I came to play with you by myself, pick me up at the Shinkansen station! ]

Chuya was confused, looking at the sender again, he was silent for a few seconds, his blue eyes gradually widened, and he fell into a state of panic in vain.

"Mr. Ranpo came to find me by Shinkansen alone!?"

The voice was high and unbelievable, "Who asked Mr. Ranpo to take the Shinkansen by himself? Did you really buy the wrong ticket, or take the wrong direction, or take the station?"

Worried emotions rushed into my heart in an instant. Zhong Yuanzhong, one of the only two members of the detective agency with an inexplicable mother-like temper, couldn't help thinking wildly.

"Mr. Ranpo, wouldn't he come here alone? He always gets lost, how long did he walk before he got on the bus? Did he eat? Could it be that he was so hungry that he didn't even bring his luggage?"

Wakokida Ruide's worried expression was also revealed in his broken thoughts, and he hurriedly called back.

I knew that Zhongye would call immediately when he saw a text message, so Luanbu answered it without any surprise.

Zhong Ye nervously asked a lot of things, and when he heard Ranbu confidently say that he had walked for a long time, hadn't brought any luggage, and was hungry, he sighed deeply.

"The most important point, Luanbu!" Zhongye called out the other person's name earnestly, without even bringing the honorific title, "Did you tell the president that you came to my side?"

"...No!" Ranpo said while holding the phone, "If I told the president, he wouldn't let me come over!"

"So...you cut it first and then played it?"

"Yeah." Ranpo on the Shinkansen smiled with his chin raised and his eyes bent, like a cat that is triumphant after being mischievous.Obviously he knew very well that Chuuya would not be angry with him because of this, that man like a big brother was surprisingly tolerant of capable companions, "Chuya, go tell the president, um, remember to come and pick me up, I would get lost in a strange city."

"...I see." Zhong also twitched the corners of his mouth, and said resignedly when he realized that he was powerless to change the facts:

"Don't pass the station, don't take a nap, get down immediately when you hear the announcement that you arrive at Shizuoka Station, you know? What time will you arrive?... Don't you know? The time is written on the ticket!"

……

Nakahara Chuya and Ranpo finished discussing the location of the meeting, hung up the phone, and returned to the office with a sullen face. The little orange-haired gentleman just stepped into the room, and greeted the shining eyes of his own child.

"father!"

Sitting obediently on Zhongye's office chair, nibbled on the snacks fed by the teachers, and stayed where he was obediently, waiting for his parents to come back. Zhong Yuanwen also jumped out of the chair the moment he saw someone He got down and rushed towards the handsome man in the suit jacket with orange hair.

"I'm obedient...waiting for Dad to come back!"

"Oh, very good, very good, Wen Ye." Zhong Ye, who was thrown into his arms, was stunned for a while, and immediately showed a bright smile. He lifted Wen Ye up, and turned the child around with his forehead against his forehead. lap, and held her tightly in her arms.

Zhong also glanced at his desk, everything was pushed away pitifully, and there were all kinds of snacks on it.Apparently, Xiaowen, who has a baby voice, has also won the favor of the teachers in the whole office in a short period of time. They gave all the snacks to the well-behaved little guy, and even touched each other's furry head.

Zhong Ye suddenly and keenly discovered that half of all the snacks that the little guy touched were left uneaten.

"That's... for Dad."

Wen Ye slightly tugged at Zhong Ye's collar, and when the orange-haired man lowered his head, he said with sparkling eyes.

what.

Zhong Ye's nerves froze for a few seconds, and suddenly he hugged the little guy with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other.

Damn, it's obviously the same face, why is this kid so cute!

The author has something to say: The manuscript that has been rushed out may be revised tomorrow, so for the time being _(:з」∠)_

I’ve been posting about JOJO for the past few days. This show is so poisonous. I was dissuaded by the painting style five times before.