Staring at the hot 50 yen on the table that smelled like copper, Kogoro Mori fell into a deep entanglement.

Although he blindly took this job for money, facing a person who has no memory or even a code name, the methods he can investigate are very limited.

The only evidence that can be produced is...

Mori Kogoro looked at the mobile phone at hand, which clearly displayed a photo of a young man.

The young man was sitting on the sofa with his back as straight as a pine and cypress, looking at the camera with an indifferent expression, his emerald green pupils were as beautiful as jewels, and the gray suit added a bit of elegance and gentleman to him, hidden in the hat The few strands of golden hair underneath are also unusually conspicuous.

The appearance of this hybrid should be able to eliminate a lot of disturbing information, but, after all, it depends on luck.

Thinking of the youth entrusted to him before he left to "only investigate in Tokyo", Mori Kogoro sighed deeply again, God knows how long he will investigate with so many people in Tokyo.

But for this generous reward, he still decided to give it a try!

So Mori Kogoro, who made a decision, put all the yen into his wallet with excitement on his face, and then——turned on the TV, and watched Yoko Okita's variety show on time.

Just wait until the afternoon for the investigation or something, hehehe, Miss Yoko, here I come~~

When Mao Lilan and Conan came back from school and pushed open the door of the detective agency, what they saw was Moori Kogoro, who was ready to go, arranging his hair and looking like he was about to go out.

"Do you have a job, Dad?"

Mao Lilan blinked suspiciously. At this time, his father still has to go out, mostly because of work.

"Ah, I got a tricky job." Mori Kogoro combed his black hair meticulously, and replied casually, "I guess I'll be back late at night."

"It won't be a dangerous job." Hearing this, Mao Lilan became faintly worried, frowning and begging for confirmation: "Be careful, Dad."

Even Conan stopped walking back to the room, carefully looking at Kogoro Mori's face.

"It's not a dangerous job, don't worry." But Mori Kogoro waved his hand with a relaxed face, seeing his daughter so worried about him, he explained in detail: "It's just to help a person who has lost his memory to investigate his background , it’s just that this person doesn’t remember anything, even his own name, so it’s more difficult.”

Mao Lilan felt relieved, but instead, she felt sympathy for the person who had lost his memory: "You don't even know your own name!"

She clenched her palms involuntarily, with a look of sadness in her eyes.

"Then he must be in panic and loneliness now, which is equivalent to coming to a strange world."

The more she brought into the scene of her amnesia, the more worried and sad she felt, and she couldn't help asking her father seriously: "You must help him, Dad! If there is a need, I can also help, You can’t keep that person in a state of anxiety.”

"I really want to help him find his memory." Mori Kogoro lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "After all, he made such a big deal..."

"However, it's too difficult to rely on appearance alone. That person also asked not to ask the police for help, but to investigate in private."

Hearing this sentence, Conan, who was still a little emotional at first, froze, and a flash of inspiration quickly flashed in his mind.

What does it mean for a person who has lost his memory but cannot go to the police for help? !

You must know that as long as you compare it with the information database of the police station, the identity of this person will immediately surface.

Unless...unless what he did was too dangerous to notify the police.

Conan was habitually lost in thought, holding his chin with one hand and lowering his head, but suddenly, he heard Kogoro Mori's next complaint.

"And the only information this customer gave me was that he had a code name, and it was the name of a type of wine. It's totally confusing."

"!!" Conan's pupils shrank suddenly.

An icy chill gradually surged up his spine, making him shiver subconsciously, and quickly ran towards Kogoro Mori with his wide eyes open.

"Uncle!" He looked so serious at the moment that he didn't look like a primary school student, and he even spoke with some orders: "What's his code name, tell me quickly!"

"Ah?...Oh, oh." Mori Kogoro was taken aback by his commanding tone, and subconsciously replied: "Countreau, Cointreau of Cointreau orange wine."

"Countreau... Cointreau..."

Conan chewed the name repeatedly on his lips, but there was no memory of the other party in his mind.

He realized that this was an unfamiliar code name, and another person from that terrifying black organization had appeared beside them for unknown reasons.

Why did the people in the organization entrust Uncle Maori to investigate his identity and trap?Or do you mean something else?

After receiving too much information at one time, Conan's brain suddenly became confused, so he could only ask Mori Kogoro for some other information: "Uncle, what does that person look like, does he have any specific characteristics, or is he dressed in a different way?" Anything, tell me!"

However, Mouri Kogoro finally recovered from his momentary coercion, but this time he just rolled his eyes at him.

It's really embarrassing for his famous sleeping detective Kogoro to be intimidated by a child.

"Go, go, this is the privacy of the guests, why would I tell you." So Mori Kogoro chose a very perfunctory reason to drive Conan away, and walked outside with his mobile phone: "I'm going out, don't come Annoy me kid."

"Ah! Wait!" Conan hurriedly wanted to stop him. If it was an ordinary matter, it would be fine, but once it involved the black organization, he didn't want to miss any clues.

It's a pity that no one could understand his good intentions, even Mao Lilan grabbed his arm and tightened his expression like a warning: "Conan, Dad is going to work, you can't go out and make trouble."

Conan was speechless, unable to express his suffering, and could only watch helplessly as Kogoro Mori disappeared in front of his eyes.

But suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, and he couldn't wait to shut himself in the room and lock the door, then picked up his mobile phone and called Hui Yuanai.

The moment the phone was connected, before Huiyuan Ai could speak, he immediately raised the volume to cover other noises: "Huiyuan! Please, I know you are still afraid of the people in the black organization, so I don't want to talk about it , but I seem to have come into contact with members of the Black Organization here, and the current situation is very dangerous!"

To be honest, if Hui Yuan Ai really doesn't want to talk about it, Conan has no other way to force her to talk. After all, Hui Yuan Ai is very familiar with the fear of the black organization, and people will always avoid talking about fear , he can understand Hui Yuan Ai's psychology.

However, he still held a glimmer of hope and wanted to give it a try, because now Hui Yuan Ai had also become their companion.

The person on the opposite side paused for a few seconds, and in the midst of Conan's increasingly tense nerves, he sighed for a while: "I see, I've sorted out my mood now, what do you want to ask?"

As always, Conan's calm speech made Conan smile excitedly, and he knew that Haibara Ai was by no means the kind of coward who would just run away.

"Do you know the code name Cointreau!"

"Countreau." Hui Yuanai thought for a few seconds before softly saying: "I haven't heard of it, I probably joined after I left the organization."

Although it was very subtle, Conan could still hear the trill in her voice, perhaps she was trying to suppress her own fear.

Feeling guilty, Conan decided to make a quick decision: "Tell me all about the person you met that day. I doubt he is Cointreau."

"..."

Hui Yuan Ai's voice fell silent again, it was so quiet that only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and spit out a poetic but extremely depressing line.

"...Like between light and darkness, contradictory, chaotic colors. In an instant, he showed heaven and hell, and mixed the two together strangely...but in the end, the darkness swallowed him , the bright side will always quickly turn into chaos."

"That's the way he is, do you understand?"

Conan: "..."

Sorry, he couldn't understand a word.

"That... Huiyuan?" Conan, who was already full of question marks, couldn't help hesitating: "Can you tell me about that person's appearance in Mandarin? I just want to know his appearance."

"..." After a long while of silence over there, he finally let out a sigh of hatred for iron and steel, and then Hui Yuanai's tone of impatience came: "Mixed race, in his 20s, good-looking, blond, blue-eyed, Understood, detective."

For some reason, Conan felt a little more ironic in the latter sentence of famous detective.

However, he was finally able to match Cointreau's appearance, and the mixed race, blond hair and blue eyes alone were enough to target a small number of people.

After putting down the phone, a profound face suddenly appeared in Conan's mind.

Come to think of it, the mafia guy I met in Yokohama a year ago seems to be blonde and blue-eyed.

But soon, he shook his head amusedly, the mafia transformed into a black organization or something, ha, how could it be possible, he never wanted to meet that man again.

So he quickly gave up this only information, and turned to carefully ponder Cointreau's purpose.

On the other side, Mori Kogoro printed out Ye Lian's photo, and decided to look for some places where high society haunts, looking for clues.

After all, Ye Lian gave people the feeling that his background and etiquette were of the highest class, so it was very likely that he belonged to a big family.

But if no one in the big family releases a missing person notice, the possibility of an illegitimate child is not ruled out.

This is the only way Kogoro Mori can come up with for the time being to find people.

He just walked forward with his head in deep thought, so when he accidentally bumped into a figure walking towards him, he didn't stop his feet immediately, and he was caught off guard and fell back, almost falling down.

He rubbed his blushed forehead and stared forward, just about to reprimand the man in front of him who was walking without looking at the road, but he was scared back by the man's weird attire.

The man has a strong body, wearing a black suit, and wearing suspicious sunglasses covering most of his face. When he looked at him, his face almost overflowed with displeasure.

Seeing that this person is not easy to mess with, it would be better to have one less thing, Mori Kogoro immediately bowed and apologized with a smile, and slipped away as if oiling the soles of his feet.

Seeing this, the man sneered disdainfully, and ignored the coward. When his eyes moved down inadvertently, he suddenly saw an extra photo at his feet.

He picked up the photo curiously, glanced at it, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

"Vodka." Suddenly, a cold voice came from in front of him. A man with long hair scattered behind him, also wearing a suit, stood there quietly, but his eyes were so fierce that he almost didn't dare to meet his gaze. : "What are you dawdling about, let's go."

"Brother." Vodka subconsciously squeezed the photo in his hand, and explained: "The person who bumped into me just now dropped a photo..."

"Throw it away." Qin Jiu interrupted him indifferently, and turned around without any emotion: "The most important thing now is the information, hurry up and leave."

After being ordered by the eldest brother, Vodka didn't dare to say anything. He let go of his hand and let the photo float in the middle of the road with the wind, and was quickly crushed into a ball by a car.

"Understood." He quickly followed Gin Jiu's footsteps, thought for a while, and couldn't help but finish his sentence: "...the person in that photo is of mixed race like Big Brother, and he's still blond."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiu's footsteps in front of him stopped suddenly.

He turned around quickly, a sharp edge flashed across his eyes, even his expression inadvertently added a bit of ferocity, and his voice was colder and more terrifying than before: "What did you say?!"

Vodka was taken aback by his tone, and inexplicably slowed down for a few seconds before continuing to speak: "...the man in the photo is a mixed race, just like you, big brother. Is there any problem?"

He originally thought that the indifferent elder brother who said 'throw away' didn't respond at all, but who knew that those dark green pupils burst into amazing light, and he quickly reached out to him: "Where's the photo?"

"..." Vodka was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but be cautious when speaking: "I have obeyed the order of my brother... throw it away."

Afterwards, he watched as Gin, who heard his answer, clicked his tongue unhappily, and gave him a merciless look: "Trash."

"........."

Vodka expressed his aggrievedness. He obviously followed the instructions of his elder brother to work. Why was he always the one who was scolded in the end.

Qin Jiu took a few deep breaths to calm down his violently heaving chest, and when he opened his eyes again, the agitated look just now was gone.

Even if it is mixed race, even if it is blond, it may not really be that adult.

He was still on a confidential mission, and he couldn't be shaken just because of this incident.

If that adult comes back, he will definitely find him immediately, so...

No matter how upset you are, you have to be patient.

——Everything depends on the will of that adult.

"gone."

Gin took another step, his long silver hair fluttering in the air.

That crumpled photo passed by his whole world, and finally turned into a grain of dust among countless dust.

……

The sun is setting, and the sun is thinning.

Zhong Yuanzhong, whose tears had all dried up, finally moved his stiff body and stood up.

There were only bare tree roots left around him, and the thick trunks overlapped on the ground, showing a mess after being destroyed by some ferocious beast.

And those azure blue eyes mixed with some turbidity finally began to regain their light.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sniffed hard, wiped the marks on the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, and bit his lower lip to prevent himself from whimpering.

It wasn't until he burst into tears and felt better that he slapped the dust on his body, covered his whole body with a red film, and flew towards Yokohama.

He has been delayed for too long today. Although Dazai at the headquarters is helping to cover up, if he continues to stay, he may be suspected by Mori Ogai.

Since Ye Lian refused to follow him, he had no choice but to lick his wound and return to the original world, but...

If you cut off the connection between them so easily, just kidding!He will never allow it!

With Chuya Zhongya's rapid flight, he could return to the headquarters in about half an hour. After washing his face by the stream in advance to make sure there was no suspicious redness in the corners of his eyes, Zhongya Zhongyuan came to the chief's office with the same expression to report today. Case.

His performance was too calm, and he didn't show his flaws in the face of Mori Ogai's whim. Therefore, he perfectly deceived Mori Ogai's trust, and under the light of the evening moon, he secretly came to the room agreed with Osamu Dazai.

The young man with black hair sat lazily on the sofa, casually supporting his cheek with one hand, and the corners of his lips slightly curved.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the moonlight was shining on him through the window behind him like water.

For a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to meet a pair of eyes that were as clear as glass, and the red halo flowing in them was so coquettish that it almost shocked the soul.

Nakahara Chuya's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyebrows were raised seriously, because this kind of Dazai Osamu was obviously abnormal, like a puppet wearing a smiling mask with no emotion, and the coldness and weirdness emanating from his whole body rubbed against him. Kneading together, even his scalp felt a little numb.

"Hey you……"

He wanted to ask Osamu Dazai what was going on, but Osamu Dazai blocked his mouth instead.

"Sure enough, Mr. Ye doesn't want to come back, does he? Zhongye."

Mentioning this sad topic, Nakahara Chuya's mood suddenly became heavy, and he could only hold up his hat anxiously, trying to hide the emotion on his face: "Ah..."

After a pause, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "You already knew it in advance."

"I thought it was a bit strange at first, because after finding the information about Mr. Ye, you were not the first to rush up to meet him, but instead told the information to me, whom you hate the most."

In his anxiety and joy, he didn't realize the weirdness of it. He almost turned over the hotels near Mihua Market with a passion, but it was like being splashed with a bucket of ice water from head to toe. Until now Finally realized the reality.

He took a deep look at Osamu Dazai: "The only possibility is that you knew that Mr. Ye would not be coming back, so you didn't dare to face him. I'm right."

"...You finally realized it." Facing his questioning, Osamu Dazai just raised the arc of his face even more, and then clapped his hands casually: "That's right, I asked you to go on purpose. Otherwise, how could I miss the opportunity to welcome Mr. Ye back."

He didn't care at all that this little thought was exposed by Zhongyuan Zhongya, or in other words, he didn't care about anything now.

A big hole has been hollowed out in his heart, so what would he care about?

Compared with the anger at Osamu Dazai for using him, Nakahara Chuya's chest was more puzzled and confused. Why didn't Mr. Ye plan to return to the organization? Did Osamu Dazai do something?

As if knowing the question in his heart, Osamu Dazai just hooked the corners of his lips, and replied casually: "I know what you want to ask now, if I don't know the answer, I probably won't satisfy you. But that's all You have to understand, it is absolutely impossible for me to let Mr. Ye leave like this."

The boy's clear voice was suppressed a little by him, and it appeared a little magnetic and profound. The darkness in Osamu Dazai's eyes gradually emerged, and the smile on his lips dropped a few millimeters.

"If you step into my world easily, don't plan to leave. Just like what he taught, I am now... a mafia that will not give up until it achieves its goal."

The last sound rose slightly, which seemed to bring a bit of intimacy and mischievousness, but Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly felt a chill rushing up his spine.

He subconsciously frowned, feeling more and more that the Dazai Osamu in front of him seemed to have changed a lot compared to before, but he could only falter and haw when he was asked to describe it in detail.

Although he was becoming more and more displeased with Osamu Dazai as he is now, generally speaking, the goals of the two are the same. Nakahara Zhong also resisted the strangeness in his heart and couldn't help but ask.

"What can you do?"

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai's eyes moved, and a hint of darkness quickly appeared in his eyes, but when he spoke, his tone was no different from his usual tone: "I can only think of one way for the time being... After all, I am still too weak. "

Because we are weak, we cannot dominate others.

Because he was weak, he could only look up at Ye Lian's back.

It's really disgusting... I am so powerless and weak now.

The sadness in his chest seemed to come out again, Osamu Dazai quickly closed his eyes tightly to suppress the turbulent heat in his chest.

These days, he kept himself in a state of extreme calmness and emptiness, so that he was able to get through the long days when he couldn't see Ye Lian.

"Then, Chuya."

When he opened his eyes again, his expression was still empty and without waves, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to be engraved, without any warmth: "Where and when did you meet Mr. Ye, what happened?" What, tell me all this information."

"In exchange, I will bring Mr. Ye back in person."

"..."

Looking at the smiling young man, Zhongyuan Zhong also trembled slightly with his tense expression, subconsciously supported his hat, and frowned uncomfortably.

Although he was very upset, there was no way he could bring Ye Lian back.

But Osamu Dazai can do it, because Osamu Dazai has never made a mistake in his actions. He seems to be able to predict human emotions, and has been observing calmly.

Even if it is Ye Lian, there will be no problem.

As long as Ye Lian can be brought back to their side, even if, even if the person walking side by side with Ye Lian is not him, he will...

Zhong Yuanzhong also bit his lower lip hard, and the palm hanging by his side was so clenched that his nails almost pierced into the flesh.

After a while, his tense shoulders finally relaxed.

"I told you all the information, so—"

He clicked his tongue irritably, and looked away from Osamu Dazai.

"You definitely want to bring him back, Dazai!"

-

Ye Lian met another neurotic person today.

This person's appearance is very ordinary, the kind you can't find in the crowd, female, about 20 years old, when she met Ye Lian, she was in a very ordinary shop.

The first time she saw Ye Lian, the handbag in the man's hand was scattered all over the ground, but she didn't bother to pick it up immediately, but stared at Ye Lian's face incredulously.

Ye Lian couldn't ignore those fiery gazes, so Ye Lian frowned impatiently, and glanced at her: "What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, the woman who was looking at him tensed up with obvious fear, and took a step back unconsciously to keep her distance.

Ye Lian waited for a long time but failed to get her reply, so he stopped patiently accompanying her, turned around and left the shop.

However, who would have thought that ever since this incident happened, Ye Lian could always feel the scorching eyes circling around his side, and when Ye Lian searched suspiciously, he could only escape in the crowd.

There was no hostility in this gaze, it was just observing him tentatively. Although there was no need to be too vigilant, the feeling of being followed day after day was terrible.

On this day, Ye Lian finally seized an opportunity, deliberately walked into a remote alley and quickly flashed his figure behind a wall, and when the follower hurriedly caught up, he suddenly appeared and grabbed the person with one hand neck.

The man was pinched by him, and his face was full of pain. With the bright sunlight, Ye Lian found that he didn't recognize this face.

This is also a woman, but her facial features are completely different from the woman who felt a sense of disobedience on the first day.

Ye Lian frowned, he thought it was the woman who was watching him all the time, could it be that this is still a group?

"Who are you?" Ye Lian, who couldn't get the answer, had no choice but to tighten his palm and lowered his voice threateningly: "What is the purpose of following me, tell me!"

People in general organizations are more or less bloody, and will not easily torture into tricks, but Ye Lian is not familiar with techniques such as torture and interrogation, and he has already prepared in advance to kill people if he can't get information.

However, unexpectedly, the woman whose neck was clamped by him spoke very quickly.

What he said still made Ye Lian look confused.

"Wait, it's me!"

Before Ye Lian continued to ask in doubt, he saw the woman struggling to reach her chin with her hand, and tearing it hard, a mask was easily torn off.

It reveals long silver hair like flowing mercury, and a beautiful facial features that are biased toward Europeans and Americans.

This was the first time in Ye Lian's memory that he watched the method of quickly changing his face on the spot. He was stunned unconsciously for a while, and his palms relaxed a lot because of the shock.

Thanks to this, the woman was finally able to take a big breath, and made a slight arc towards Ye Lian.

"Boss, long time no see, are you finally back?"

Ye Lian: "..." Huh? ? ?

The author has something to say: [Highlight attention] Someone asked me what to open next book.

please explain:

1. If I can get 1500 of my Yanyan advance collection before the end of this book, then the next book will be opened!

"Yokohama Hearts Deceiver"

Shura field (crematorium) is scheduled, the protagonist is chased everywhere, and the protagonist is naturally teased. (Did you think of the heart arsonist hahaha)

2. If it is not achieved, I will open the ancient drama "No one can stop me from cultivating immortals"

Immortals and palaces, watch one hundred postures of the protagonist cultivating immortals, easy (sand sculpture) style of writing!

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Dazai is gradually blackening... There are two more chapters where he will be in the Shura field with Toru Amuro.

The first time Gin appeared on stage, he missed Ye Lian perfectly.

Vodka said: I did something wrong again.

Hui Yuanai's description of Ye Lian borrowed a passage from Shakespeare:

"For a split second it revealed heaven and hell, but before it could say lo, darkness opened its mouth and swallowed it. Light things always turn to chaos so quickly."

Conan: "...???" What, what, what? ?

The identity of Ye Lian can finally be revealed.

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