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The white-haired boy only stayed for a moment, then ran away.During that gap, he and Tachika Fujimaru looked at each other for a few seconds.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became complicated.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, resisting the urge to get out of the car and rub the man on the ground, but because he never mentioned his occupation in front of Lin Meimei, Lin Meimei seemed to think that he was an ordinary workplace executives.

Executives are real, but they are not close to ordinary people.

Fujimaru Tachika also took a deep breath, and suppressed the passionate desire to complain in his heart. Is it really okay to be directly exposed to the public for the transformation that looks like super power?Even a magician has a principle of concealment!

Yokohama has a sister city called Fuyuki!

Since Meilin portrayed in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye a talkative image of a social animal in the workplace, it is necessary for him to maintain Lin Meimei's personality a little bit.

Social animals are real, but not with women.

Nakahara Nakaya glanced at the co-pilot from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Fujimaru Tatsuka pursed his lips tightly and looked very serious, he thought to himself that he might be frightened by the battle just now, so he decided to ignore it. To Renhu.

Fujimaru Tachika felt the increasingly tense atmosphere in the cab. He thought to himself that this person must not be frightened by the deformed white-haired boy. After all, he is an ordinary person, so he decided to pretend to be blind.

As if nothing had happened, and as if nothing had been seen, the luxury car slid backwards, exited the crowded street, and changed to a somewhat secluded street.

Zhongyuan Zhong also drove them all the way to the hotel. The room was booked in advance and was located in a high-rise suite.The view is wide, and the five adjacent high-rise buildings can be seen across the harbor.

Before Fujimaru Tachika opened his mouth to return the expensive room rate to him, the orange-haired young man answered the phone and left his number in a hurry, saying that he would call him again if he needed something.

It is understandable that they are executives after all, and it is very kind of them to be able to take the time to send them here.

On the one hand, Fujimaru was thinking about how to repay the favor, and on the other hand, he was thinking that if Merlin was discovered, he would help Nakahara Chuya stop Merlin and let him beat up the incomprehensible succubus casually.

Thinking about it, he put the salutes he brought back a little bit, this suite is their base for the time being.

Considering the experience of being bombed by Emiya Kiritsugu last time, Fujimaru Tateka built a simple workshop in the suite, but it looked crappy no matter what.

After all, among the clairvoyant magicians who taught him, one is a caster class disguised as a treasure house in Babylon, and the other simply has no patience to build a workshop, so the level is unbelievably low.

"How will the workshop be built?" He wailed while clutching his head that was beginning to ache, and subconsciously asked for help when he glanced at the figure next to him, "...Getia?"

Large swathes of blood rolled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, trying to use the floor as a life-saving driftwood, but it was futile, the sun, moon and stars followed the same law, and no one could overcome the barrier of time.

Gaitia is very quiet, it can be said that he is too quiet, he stands in front of the French windows like a sculpture, letting the residual sunlight scratch scar-like shadows on his body, and letting his own shadow gradually fade away.

Fujimaru Tatsuka restrained her immature expression, walked over and asked, "How do you feel now?"

After the voice arrived, Magic Shi turned his head to look at him. His bright red eyes were slightly golden in the thick dusk. The pupil color would remind the youth of Ishtar in a divine state, or fully opened. God-made weapons, in short, this color looks farther away than red.

Originally, with the help of Getia's clairvoyance, it was a breeze to find someone here.

But perhaps because of passing through the barrier of the world, the scene that the magic formula sees now is incoherent, intermittent, and many important information are missing.

After listening to it, Fujimaru Tatsuka groaned, and comforted: "Isn't this just filling in the blanks? Take your time, we still have time."

Getia originally wanted to say that it had nothing to do with what you said, but after noticing the young man's soft smile, he could only snort coldly to indicate that he had read it.

The sky gradually darkened, and the neon lights of the city lit up. The red, green and green decorative lights and the brightly lit cruise ships in the harbor created a lively atmosphere.

Fujimaru Tachika, who hadn't felt the atmosphere of a big city for a long time, couldn't help but burst into tears, saying that she wanted to go out and have fun.

He casually picked up the Yokohama travel guide that was placed in the room, and then, like a Shiba Inu who hadn't gone out for a walk for a long time, he dragged his reluctant magic to sweep over the popular attractions mentioned in the book one by one.

……

"Sorry, Mr. Kunikida, I promise I won't let that guy go again!" The white-haired boy quickly assured the other party after receiving the communication.

"Tsk, listen up kid," said the man on the other end of the radio, "regardless of whether you succeed or not this time, you must remember that the other party is carrying knives and guns. Neither you nor Jinghua are allowed to be injured. How will you be treated? Do you understand?"

As if reminded of a nightmare, the boy's forehead began to be covered with cold sweat. He had already seen the target that escaped from him during the day from a distance, and hurriedly reported to Kunikida Doppo: "I found it. I'm in the red brick warehouse now." Here, it’s about 100 meters away from the target.”

The girl in kimono who ran with him took out a short knife from her clothes and said calmly, "I'll kill him first."

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly stopped him and said, "Uh... wait, wait, Mr. Dazai is ahead, we just need to drive him to the intersection ahead!"

The girl turned her head away, and he vaguely heard a disdainful syllable.

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd in front, Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Jinghua stopped, the man on the radio could not hear their footsteps, and the crowd's voice became even more noisy, he asked: "What's the matter, what's going on?" What's wrong?"

"That..." Atsushi Nakajima swallowed, and explained in a low voice while holding the headset, "The target has kidnapped a passer-by. If I step forward, he may hurt the hostage."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the crowd again. At this moment, he saw a pair of calm blue eyes through the boiling waves of people. Compared with the chaos and tension of the scene, the people living in it The silence seemed out of place.

Like a calm sea, or a quiet lake in a deep forest, it has deep and hidden dangers, after all, no one knows what lies underwater.

a little familiar.Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help thinking.

The kidnapped was a young man in his twenties, with black hair and blue eyes, wearing casual clothes. What didn't match his attire was the beautiful earring on his left ear. That complicated and symmetrical style would make Associated with religion and foreign countries.

On the radio, his companion called several times in a row, but Atsushi Nakajima failed to respond.Kunikida Doppo was a little annoyed by exceeding his own schedule, he took a deep breath and rubbed his hair, turned to open the communication with Kyoka, and explained a few words.

I heard that someone was committing murder with a knife on the street, and more and more people came around. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. Even though the compact Quan Jinghua had extraordinary means of passing, due to the crowds, she was still defeated halfway. sand.

The target man had a vicious scar across his face, coupled with his height of 1.8 meters, he was extremely vicious.

"Don't come here! I don't know who you are! But if you dare to continue to fight against me, I will show you how powerful I am!" He pressed the knife against the young man's neck, and the cold blade could easily take away a life.

Getia stood in the circle vacated by the people, and the magic of confusing perception made the scar man unable to realize his existence.

"You can't live by doing your own crimes. It's time for you to reflect on why you didn't find a woman who is more controllable, but you." It was clearly the occasion where he would die if he didn't pay attention, and the magic formula was still making sarcastic remarks beside him.

Fujimaru Tatsuka sighed, put on a sad expression, and said embarrassingly: "Who made me so cute, there is no way."

Getia rolled his eyes in an extremely inelegant way: "Can you show some face?"

"Do you think I want to pass?" The young man grinned.

After the man with the scar finished speaking harshly, he realized that the young man under his control was talking towards an empty space. A strange emotion flowed through his heart, and his arm on the young man's shoulder couldn't help but tighten: "... who are you talking to?"

"That's not important." The young man's voice rose slightly, "This is the most important thing."

Atsushi Nakajima had no way to squeeze into the crowd, so he decided to climb up the street lamp next to him and jump into the vacuum circle, but when he just crouched on top of the street lamp, a scene beyond everyone's expectations appeared.

No one could say for sure what the young man did, in their opinion, he just moved his elbow slightly, and then the man with the scar showed a frightened expression.

Nakajima Atsushi watched the whole process from counter-slashing the wrist, grabbing the knife, turning around and kicking the knee, until the young man easily pinned the man to the ground and rubbed against the ground.

According to the young man's reaction, he probably didn't know that the man held a gun, but he reacted in a very short time, dismantled the gun with one hand, and threw those parts aside, completely killing the danger of the man with the scar. sex.

Perhaps even the man with the scar didn't expect that he would kidnap a one-in-a-million SSR. This kind of luck is unprecedented.

Although the expression on his face changed slightly, those eyes never changed. Looking at Atsushi Nakajima, he finally realized clearly that the young man had never had any negative emotions like fear from the beginning to the end.

Kunikida Doppo arrived in time, and immediately evacuated the crowd with great mobility.Nakajima Atsushi went to assist him, and by the way joined Kyoka to contain the target.

"Sorry, it's our business, but it's really rude to cause you trouble." After dismissing the crowd, Kunikida communicated with the young man.

Although he has extraordinary skills, the young man himself is very easy-going, and he can't see the sharpness that was just done in one go: "It's okay, it's fortunate that I was the one who was favored. If it was a woman or someone else, maybe there would be no such result." gone."

"But thank you very much for your assistance." Nakajima Atsushi continued, "I saw the one just now, it's amazing!"

Unexpectedly, when the young man saw him, the first thing he said was: "Hey, it's you?"

Atsushi Nakajima pointed at himself blankly, puzzled. In fact, since just now, he has always had a familiar feeling, always feeling that he has seen this person somewhere.

After some hard thinking, he finally recalled that during the chase and escape in the afternoon, he jumped onto the hood of a certain car, and at that time he did indeed glimpse a pair of blue eyes.

Because the temperament is very special, even if it was only a one-time relationship, it still left traces in Nakajima Atsushi's mind.

It turned out that we met in the afternoon. After learning the news, the members of the Armed Detective Agency and the young people exchanged names. Kunikida Doppo and Izumi Kyohana took a step ahead of the target, leaving Nakajima Atsushi to continue to exchange greetings with Fujimaru Tachika , to the best of etiquette.

If there was anything unusual, the man named Getia seemed to appear out of nowhere, but Fujimaru Tateka, who was his companion, said that Getia was always by his side, but Nakajima Atsushi didn't notice That's all.

"Haha... Is that so? My attention is always not as good as Ranpo-san and Mrs...." Atsushi Nakajima said this, only to realize that he had forgotten something extremely important, "No, I almost forgot, Dazai Mr. is still waiting for us! Then I will..."

"Dazai... sir?"

Atsushi Nakajima shivered for no reason. The weather in Yokohama has been very good and pleasant recently, but when Fujimaru Tachika slowly pronounced the name, he suddenly felt the temperature around him drop like a cliff.

That kind of coldness does not just float on the body surface, but is like a silver needle, slowly pricking, piercing the blood vessels, penetrating the flesh and blood, to give a deep impression to the soul.

As if realizing that his tone was too dangerous, Fujimaru Tatsuka smiled gently and said, "I heard that you are a detective agency, do you have a business card?"

Atsushi Nakajima was seduced by him, not only gave him a business card, but also figured out the reason for this action.

Not long ago, a young lady went to the Armed Detective Agency to entrust them, hoping that they could catch the guy who followed him to and from get off work every day. Although he thought it would be faster to call the police in this case, the lady's words and emotions were very agitated. Looks troubled.

If it is handed over to the police, it will take a while to solve the problem. The kind policeman suggested that she go to the Armed Detective Agency for a try. There are the best detectives and solutions.

After getting the desired information, Fujimaru Tatsuka said goodbye to the little tiger happily, and took the magic formula to a street stall to buy two crepes as snacks.

Just now, he looked like he was going to kill someone violently, but now he started to eat crepes happily. Gaitia also held a crepe, and said solemnly: "Why do you change like this?"

"No." Fujimaru Tachika bit the spoon, he squinted his eyes, and his eyes were full of sly light, "Didn't you see the expressions of the pedestrians around when that Kunikida showed the identity card of the Armed Detective Agency?" It’s as if everyone is saying that they don’t want to get into trouble.”

That really didn't pay attention, Gaitia followed his example and took a bite of the crepe, fluffy and soft cream sticking to the corner of his mouth, his pleasure only comes from one person's disillusionment, one person's struggle, and other meaningless Humans are irrelevant.

"So, I sent it to my door and said that I wanted to find Dazai. Regardless of whether the other party is the person we are looking for, the person who is exposed first will definitely not end well." Fujimaru Lixiang saw the cream on the corner of his mouth, and gave the other side to him casually. He clicked, so that it is symmetrical.

"Fujimaru Rika."

"Ok?"

Gaitia lowered his eyes, and the lights outside the stall danced on his thick eyelashes. He said affirmatively, "Spit out my strawberries."

"...Tch, stingy."

It was discovered that he was stealing fruit with the assassin method, and Fujimaru Tateka got up to buy a crepe with double fruit.

Back at the hotel, they began to discuss the next itinerary.

First of all, it is necessary to confirm whether the Dazai mentioned by Atsushi Nakajima is Matthew's pen pal, and then to confirm the character of this person.

"What do you want to do?" Gaitia floated in the air with a barrel of soy sauce senbei in his arms. From Fujimaru Tachika's point of view, the magic formula is now like an otter hitting a stone with a shell.

The young man didn't answer directly, but stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Even though most of the night had passed, it was still full of vitality: "What do you think of this city?"

Gaitia didn't speak. Human cities follow the established rise and fall. The prosperity will decline, and the decline will continue to prosper. If you want him to judge, it will probably be meaningless.

"Chuya Nakahara, Atsushi Nakajima, Doppo Kunikida." Fujimaru Tateka read out these names one by one, all of them are famous writers in Japanese history, either seen in the school corridor, or on the bookshelf of the library seen.

The young man asked suddenly: "Have you ever thought about what the school textbooks in this world are like?"

"..."

This angle is so strange that Getia didn't know whether to criticize him for being crooked or praise him for his clear brain circuit.

The textbooks basically select the works of various literary giants. In this world of literary giants, what kind of materials will the textbooks select?As long as you think about it along this line of thought, the excuse of wanting to get close to the Armed Detective Agency without being discovered by the other party is naturally born.

"So, the first step in investigating the Armed Detective Agency, let's build a publishing house first!" Fujimaru Tateka announced with great confidence.

Getia began to respect Chaldea who dared to absorb this kind of master: "... Chaldea picked you up, it really picked up a ghost."

……

After fighting with the combination, the commission of stalking criminals was the only task during this period. After it was completed, the Armed Detective Agency fell into idleness again.

"I am bored--"

"There are no new commissions, and I don't have the motivation... Huh..."

Atsushi Nakajima, like other members of the club, was lying softly on the table to rest, when a tiny bolt of lightning suddenly struck his brain: "Speaking of which, when I just came down, I found that there seemed to be a moving company on the third floor. Dazai... sir? "

The young man called by him was raising his eyebrows, and his fingers were dancing quickly on the keyboard of the mobile phone, as if he didn't listen to him at all.

Tanizaki Junichiro next to him leaned into his ear and whispered, "Well, Mr. Dazai seems to be obsessed with mobile phones recently."

Atsushi Nakajima thought about it for a while, and found that it was indeed the case. He looked at the young man who was showing muddy laughter from time to time and couldn't explain it, and felt that it was impossible for him to get an answer from Osamu Dazai.

So he took the next best thing and asked another person: "Does Mr. Luanbu know what's going on?"

After he asked such a question, Yosano Akiko and the others regained some energy, and they all listened.

The first floor of this old office building is the restaurant where they often meet, the second floor is the legal office, the third floor has been vacant, the fourth floor is the armed detective agency, and the fifth floor is used to store various sundries.

"Haha... this isn't a problem at all, is it?" Edogawa slumped on the table, not even bothering to lift his hands, and said with a lack of interest, "Publishing house, editorial department, whatever you call it, it's That kind of existence."

"Publishing house?" Atsushi Nakajima repeated.

"Yes——" Edogawa Ranbu dragged his voice, then stood up abruptly, and murmured, "Oops, I almost forgot because this place is so comfortable, the newly opened dessert shop on the corner has limited quantities of new snacks! "

After speaking, he ran out in a hurry, leaving no chance for others to ask why.

As if seeing Atsushi Nakajima's confusion, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly said, "Stretch out your left hand, boy."

"Ah, yes."

Just as Atsushi Nakajima stretched out his hand, the bandaged young man flicked his rolled-up sleeve with his fingers, and a small scrap of paper fell out of the folds.

"Huh?" Dun lay on the edge of the table, pinching his nose as if afraid of blowing it away, and asked in a muffled voice, "What is this?"

Kunikida twisted it alone, and pushed his glasses, because he often wanders between the desk and the notebook, it is not difficult for him to identify the material: "It is a fragment of matte paper, this kind of paper is generally used to print covers, albums , postcards or something.”

"And we generally use ordinary paper in our agency, and we don't need to print the cover. That is to say, it didn't get caught in the agency, and Dunjun has not left here today... it can only be on the third floor. Accidentally brought it here." Tanizaki Junichiro suddenly realized, "As expected of Mr. Ranpo!"

Atsushi Nakajima smiled: "Mr. Dazai too, I didn't notice this at all."

"I said that, Atsu-kun." Osamu Dazai suddenly looked at him with twinkling eyes, "Since you have been in the company for so long, why don't you lend me some money!"

"Don't talk about borrowing money so lightly, Mr. Dazai, maybe you're thinking about how to commit suicide again?"

"This time I'm planning to go to Antarctica to freeze to death." The bandaged young man replied with a smile, "There is also a beautiful lady accompanying me. No matter how I think about it, I make more money."

Atsushi Nakajima had a chill, "No, please don't say it!"

When they had had enough fun and went upstairs, the signboard of the publishing house had already been hung on the third floor. A little girl in a small dress with snow-white hair in two braids was standing at the door with a basket, and the people inside talking about something.

Seeing them coming up, the little girl who looked like an exquisite doll raised one side of her skirt and gave them a cute courtesy, then raised the basket in her hand and smiled at them: "We will prepare a greeting ceremony when we arrive at the new place." , Then, may I ask, do you want to have some afternoon tea snacks with Alice, big brothers and big sisters."