Cat Breeding Manual

The heat wave swept over, and the temperature in the air was transpiring upwards, scorching the moisture of the skin that was gradually drying up.

In the bursting smoke, Zhongyuanzhong suddenly turned into a cat.

Osamu Dazai was slightly stunned, the timing of this scene was completely beyond his expectation.

It just seems that that person didn't find Chuya Zhongyuan.

After all, under the siege of gravity, the Central Plains has always fallen from the sky in an unusual way.

Nakahara Chuya's hat fell slowly in the hot wind, and a white palm with well-defined knuckles gently caught it, deftly avoiding the burning sparks.

The people at the entrance seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly fired a shot at this side in the mist. Zhongyuan Meow's cat ears seemed to have sensed the sound of breaking through the air, and immediately stood up vigilantly.

Osamu Dazai held it gently with one hand, the sound of bullets attached by the silencer was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

The kite's eyes paused slightly on the ocher kitten with fried fur. Dazai Osamu held Nakahara Chuya's hat with his left hand, and lifted Nakahara Meow's hand slightly, bringing the cat closer to him.

"Next..."

He said something to Zhong Yuan Zhong as if he was trying to be handsome, but he was interrupted by Zhong Yuan's meowing in the middle of the conversation.

"Meow."

A red glow inconspicuously flashed from Meow Nakahara, and in the next second, Osamu Dazai fell backwards under the pressure of the sudden gravity.

The bullet grazed his raised arm, changed its trajectory after a little obstruction, and made a muffled thud. It's unclear whether it hit the wall or just stuck in it.

Osamu Dazai sat half-kneeling and leaning against the base of the wall, with one hand on the fluffy neck of Zhongyuan Meow, as if to comfort the cat who became more prone to fury at this time.

Meow Nakahara stands gracefully on Dazai Osamu's lap, with its tail slightly raised on Dazai Osamu's wrist, its cobalt blue almond eyes are as calm as the surface of a calm lake, only sparkling icy blue water from time to time Light.

The fluffy hair was gradually combed smooth, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at his scratched upper arm, there seemed to be a dark light floating and sinking in his kite eyes.

The cell phone that Kunikida Doppo was talking to slipped down to catch Nakahara-nyan and his hat, and was buried in the sea of ​​flames.

Oops, this can really be said to be... isolated and helpless.

Sensing that the body leaning against this person suddenly trembled slightly, Zhongyuan Meow looked up at him in puzzlement.

Is this mackerel scared?

The thin bangs were slightly in front of his eyes, and Zhongyuan Meow could only see the pair of kite-colored eyes full of tenderness, but he couldn't detect Dazai Osamu's mood at this time. He paused, and soon smelled a trace of rust-like blood on the tip of his nose. .

The ochre-colored kitten tilted its head suspiciously. The cat's body made his sense of smell much sharper.

Zhongyuan Meow quickly found a crack in the windbreaker, with red marks coming out of it, gradually staining the inside of the snow-white shirt.

Osamu Dazai didn't take it seriously, just casually rolled up the windbreaker, tore open the shirt inside at will, and listened quietly to the sound of footsteps that had stopped over there.

The man standing over there is a young man named Daniel Warwick. A few weeks ago, he caused several vicious bomb cases with huge casualties in Tokyo. In order to avoid arrest, he quickly fled from Tokyo to Yokohama.

I heard that his supernatural ability is...

There was a sudden numb licking sensation on the arm, and the rough tongue brushed around the arm, bringing a slightly cool comfort.

Osamu Dazai was stunned, and a trace of unbelievably complex emotions flashed in his kite eyes. When he looked intently, he saw Zhongyuan Meow without any surprise.

The ochre-colored cat obediently licked around the wound, swallowed up all the slowly overflowing blood, and comforted Osamu Dazai like an analgesic.

Central Plains Meow: ...

He didn't quite know why he did it.

Under the guidance of some wonderful psychology, the subconscious body first acted on its own.

"Oh, thank you so much, Chuya."

Osamu Dazai chuckled a few times, and the smile on his lips gradually became real, but it made Meow Nakahara feel uncomfortable.

Tsk, it's obviously a thank you, but why does it feel so strange to say it from this mackerel's mouth?

The warm emotion quickly flowed through the heart, and it was elusive in a flash. Zhongyuan Meow turned his head, shaking his ears as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

"So it's... hiding here."

After easily catching Osamu Dazai's voice, the man laughed even more arrogantly.

"You Armed Detective Agency really likes to meddle in other people's business. Those guys in Tokyo can't do anything about me. It's just a coincidence that you can stop me once."

The broken glass that fell on the ground was crushed on his feet, and some burning objects were still burning quietly beside him. Daniel Warwick walked through the sea of ​​fire without fear, staring directly at the burned The base of the wall is so dark that it seems to be able to peek behind through the thick wall.

"But the twittering is really annoying, let's start with you, the Armed Detective Agency will start today-destroy."

"Oh, it's really frivolous."

Dazai Osamu's voice was low with a slight sense of frivolity, like an invitation tone suitable for dating someone, but it was not the response of fear that Daniel Warwick expected.

He felt something was wrong, and he didn't want to let go of this great opportunity.

after all,

He was the one who watched Osamu Dazai leave the Armed Detective Agency alone.

There can be no surprises——

"——Ability "Moonbeast""

Caught off guard, there was a sudden shout of anger behind him, and he subconsciously turned around following the sound, and was about to raise the gun in his hand to his front, when he was kicked away by a whirl of Dazai Osamu who suddenly appeared .

The kicking leg was as heavy as a thousand catties, and it made him unable to hold the gun in his hand at all, so he just let it fall from his hand.

Without the gun, he could only watch Atsushi Nakajima's huge tiger claw scratching up like this, without any resistance.

Osamu Dazai kicked away the gun that fell beside him, and his eyes were full of understanding.

Sure enough, without the gun, his supernatural powers are completely useless.

The ability to fill bullets infinitely... In some respects, it is really like cheating.

Nestled in Dazai Osamu's arms, but there is no feeling of bumps when moving.

If he hadn't suddenly turned into a cat and disrupted the plan, it would have been easier to deal with this person.

Tsk, it really counts without omissions, Osamu Dazai.

"Chuya... I didn't come here with the idea of ​​using you."

As if sensing what the cat was thinking, Osamu Dazai smiled softly.

Zhongyuan Meow:?

Mackerel should just keep his mouth shut.

Atsushi Nakajima pressed firmly on the young man's body, and Kunikida Doppo at the side cooperated tacitly, quickly took out the handcuffs and clasped his hands instead.

Everything fell to the ground, he put his hands on his hips, glanced at Osamu Dazai, and soon found his wound, and used his supernatural power to conjure a roll of bandages rather disgustingly.

"Didn't you know we would come over? Your injury cannot be healed by Dr. Xie Ye."

I just didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Osamu Dazai hugged the cat with one hand and held the hat in the other. He really didn't have any extra hands to pose. He stood in front of the man as if he was a stranger who just passed by.

He said coolly: "Did it fail? Then I have to thank you for throwing yourself into the trap."

Originally, this person was like a cunning rabbit, never appearing at the scene of the explosion, and only hid behind his back to control the bomb.But such a hiding action is hard to match the grand event he created.

It was as if someone was guiding him behind the scenes, but no matter how powerful a military strategist was, if he met such an arrogant and arrogant person, he would probably have a headache.

"It's really thanks to Ranpo-san, I got the cat back, Kunikida."

He raised the cat in his hand with a smile, he didn't know whether he was showing off or expressing joy in general, his face was filled with a little flower-like gratified expression.

The Central Plains Meow still hadn't figured out the situation, its front paws were softly held by Osamu Dazai, and the whole cat was still a little down.

what's the situation? !

Wasn't the mackerel in front about to be blown to death? Why did several members of the Armed Detective Agency suddenly appear behind?

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, and said correspondingly with his pocket book: "The bomber who fled from Tokyo must be right."

He glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was holding the cat silly, and felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

This is what a cat owner looks like after raising a cat, it shouldn't be.

more than half an hour ago.

Before Chuya Nakahara's text message reached Osamu Dazai's cell phone, he was lying lazily on the bench in the office of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Mr. Dazai, do you want to go out and investigate?"

Atsushi Nakajima carefully poked the lifeless Osamu Dazai on his face, and the next second he was taken aback by his sudden corpse-like sound, as if he was about to reflex the tiger claws like a big cat up.

Osamu Dazai lamented: "Atsu-kun, do you know that my cat ran away from home."

"Cat?" Atsushi Nakajima was stunned. Did he mean the ocher kitten that Osamu Dazai had just brought back?

He casually glanced at the few people in the detective agency, and caught someone very casually like a lottery, and happened to catch Edogawa Ranpo who was also fishing for snacks.

Putting a hand on Edogawa Ranpo's shoulder, Dazai Osamu said with a bit of resentment, "Ranpo-san, what should I do?"

Edogawa stunned the hand holding the potato chips in Luanbu, and before he could say anything, he heard a buzzing text message notification tone from Osamu Dazai's cell phone.

Dazai Osamu who was behind him completely turned his attention away, and Edogawa Ranpo naturally skipped his question first.

The hand holding the potato chips only paused for less than a second. Edogawa Ranpo stuffed his mouth like a little squirrel, happily chewing his beloved snack.

He was eating, and the moment Dazai Zhi put down his phone, he suddenly said, "Dazai-kun, you should be able to pick up the cat where you are going later."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and a playful smile appeared in his kite eyes: "Oh, thank you Ranpo-san."

While talking, he straightened up and stretched, walked to Atsushi Nakajima and patted him on the shoulder, and greeted him with a smile.

"Sa, Dun-jun, it's time to start working."

Atsushi Nakajima: ...?

Excuse me, who was lying on the sofa passively just now?who is it? !

The expression on the little tiger's face was full of speechlessness, but speechlessness was speechlessness, and he still obeyed Osamu Dazai's words.

After all, Osamu Dazai never made a mistake.

"Mr. Dazai, where are we going?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, held down the restless him, and said mysteriously: "Where, I'm going out now, as for you, Dun-kun—"

He glanced at Kunikida Doppo and Yosano Akiko next to him, slightly raised the corners of his lips as if he was holding a winning ticket, and raised his tail.

"Just come here under the guidance of Ranpo-san. Ranpo-san, what do you think?"

He spoke mysteriously, and only smiled slightly and looked at Ranpo Edogawa behind him. Atsushi Nakajima felt confused and at a loss.

"what?"

Edogawa Ranpo slowly chewed the snacks in his mouth, opened his mouth slowly, and said with ease, "As expected of Dazai-kun."

"Where is it, Ranpo-san is the one who deserves to be the number one detective in the world."

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned, completely unaware of why the two people in front of them suddenly started to praise each other in the confrontation of words.

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, snorted coldly, but did not deny it.

"Go quickly, don't get in the way here, Dazai."

With a snap, he piled up a large stack of documents on Osamu Dazai's always-unused desk, and angrily opened his mouth to drive him away.

Osamu Dazai calmly stood at the door with a bit of pretentiousness and waved at them, and then left the office of the Armed Detective Agency with a bit of joy.

Time was rewinding back to the correct timeline, and the bomber was held firmly by Atsushi Nakajima, making it difficult for him to move a single step.

Kunikida Doppo took out the rope and tied him tightly, raised his face unceremoniously, and carefully examined his face and the appearance on the wanted list sent by the police.

"How did you come to Yokohama?"

With one hand, he dialed the number of the police, informing them to come and collect them, while asking casually, as if he didn't expect the other party's answer.

But the man trembled suddenly, dark red blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth, his eyes frantically glanced at the few people in front of him as if he was looking for straws.

"No, no, it's him, Fei..."

He was talking nonsense, unable to make a complete sentence at all, and finally gasped for breath, his body twitched quickly, and fell down silently within a few seconds.

Kunikida Doppo was silent: "..."

There was a voice of inquiry from the other end of the phone he just dialed, and he was a little confused, not knowing what to say.

Zhongyuan Meow was down, scratched Osamu Dazai with his backhand, and jumped out of his arms.

Gan, he thought it was a life-and-death situation, but it turned out that everything was planned by mackerel.

As expected of you, Osamu Dazai.