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"Mr. Heihejima is unexpectedly a good person. We both almost destroyed the whole alley when we first met."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was sitting on the sofa of the detective agency, and rarely raised a topic on his own initiative.It can be seen that he has a good impression of Shizuo Heiwajima: "And you two don't get angry when you two eat up so much money by Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Dazai."

"Because it's an apology, and it's worth spending any money on him—Heiwajima-kun must think so." Dazai put the bag in his hand on the empty desk, "Besides, I think it's the first time we meet Sawada-san, who just paid for Ranpo to buy cakes, you are a better person."

"These two things are completely different," Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head, looking a little depressed, "I'm because I can't refuse other people's demands, but Heiwajima-kun..."

"Sawada, your inferiority complex has never changed," Ranpo leaned on the office chair, casually tossing the marbles in his hand, "It's very good, Ranpo-sama, I like you very much. .”

"It's much better to recognize a goldfish that can't jump out of the fish tank than a goldfish that thinks it can't jump out of the fish tank," said Tsunayoshi Sawada, listening to Ranpo's words, and always felt that the other party seemed to be insinuating, "Because even if everyone is an idiot, they can't escape. We have to tell the difference!"

Pengelie Judai quietly glanced at Dazai who was standing next to the famous detective, and what he saw was still the same smile on the other side.

Unreliable super intuition is useless in this situation, so Sawada Tsunayoshi had to obediently keep his mouth shut.Ranbu looked away boredly, casually threw the glass bead onto the desk, and let it roll back and forth on it a few times.

A detective tapped a few keyboards and successfully logged into the chat room of a malicious informant.He glanced at the avatar on the screen, and after confirming that it was his account, he stared at the window where no one spoke for a while, as if he just remembered: "If we only have one computer, three accounts are useless at all."

Dazai almost dropped the glass bead on the table as soon as he grabbed it, and put it in his windbreaker pocket: "Because the Armed Detective Agency is still out of money as always, and this time it even owes a huge sum to Silla-kun." money, so I can’t afford extra computers right now.”

Seeing that the man finally spoke, Sawada breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what should we do, Mr. Dazai?"

"What I just said is bad news," the man who was questioned replied with a smile. "The good news is that the money does not need to be repaid, because the person who lent us the money is actually the intelligence dealer. He will definitely not care about such a small amount of money." .”

"Small money? Didn't it mean that the three of us couldn't afford to sell our kidneys?"

"It's two." Ranpo corrected Sawada's statement, "Although three are really not enough."

"Is this the point?!"

Sawada has said this sentence countless times today.

"Although there is no need to pay back the money, we still have to pay the next rent." The young man who was still struggling with the problem of paying back the money has already continued talking to Dazai, "So within this month we must You must receive at least one commission."

When Tsunayoshi Sawada heard this speech, he could see himself pitifully stuffing leaflets at passers-by.

"Sawada-kun, do you think you are a little girl selling matches?" Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and walked to the French window. "Armed detective agencies usually don't take the initiative to ask for such things."

"I will take the initiative to come to the door soon, and it is not a level of commission to find a cat."

"Does that mean I don't need to distribute leaflets?" Pengelie Judaimo breathed a sigh of relief, "What type of entrustment?"

"The type that won't kill people, don't worry."

"Is there any commission that will cause death?!"

"That's right, although the number is not very large." Osamu Dazai changed the subject when he said this, "Sawada-kun, I want to tell you something first."

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat upright, expressing that he was listening carefully.

However, Dazai kept looking at the scenery outside the window, and the neon lights at night flickered before his eyes.He didn't turn to look at his students: "If you find that you have been deceived, or 'super intuition' tells you that something is wrong, this time."

Osamu Dazai paused here.

"What?" Sawada was curious.

"You just run upstairs and beat up that bastard first."

Pengele Judaimo felt that there was too much information in this sentence, and he couldn't handle it: "Why are things going wrong? Even Mr. Dazai, you and Mr. Ranpo can't control it? And who is the bastard upstairs?"

"It's Orihara Linya." Ranpo said lightly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was speechless.It took him a while to find his voice: "Why is it him upstairs!!!"

"Because he paid for it."

"This is the tragedy of the poor." On this topic, Dazai seemed to have a lot to say, and he did have a lot to say, "Not only will he be manipulated and bullied by others," he ignored Sawada, "Who dares to bully You" eyes, and continued, "You even have to live downstairs with the person you hate in this world—probably similar to Sawada-kun, you and Bai Lan sleep in the same bed at night."

Sawada Tsunayoshi imagined that scene, and couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body: "What kind of metaphor is this! I will never be able to sleep in the same bed with Bai Lan!"

"If you are poor..."

Sawada immediately interrupted Dazai's nonsense, he almost broke into a cold sweat from this analogy: "This is impossible! Vongola is definitely several times richer than Mirufiore!"

Dazai sighed with regret on his face: "Is that so, what a pity. But thinking about it carefully, it is a good thing for me to have money, at least I can have the same capital in the way of suicide every day—"

"That's why you are so poor, Mr. Dazai." Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he had a tendency to develop into an old lady.

Ranpo glanced at Sawada: "You are almost a combination of Atsushi-kun and Kunikida-kun now."

The young man was very resistant to this not a good description: "Although I don't know who the two people you mentioned, Mr. Ranpo, I definitely don't want to be them."

Ranpo turned his gaze back, didn't listen to Sawada's words seriously at all, and pointed his finger at the screen: "Someone is talking in the chat room."

Dazai turned around, walked to Ranpo, bent down and stared at the computer screen.Sawada also approached from the other side.The three of them huddled together in front of a computer, watching an account whose id was "Seton" sent a sentence:

"good evening."

"It's really just an ordinary chat room." Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little surprised, but also disappointed in his heart.

Luanpo blinked, grabbed Dazai's hands, and put them on the keyboard: "Otherwise, do you think there will be Godzilla roaring inside?"

Dazai tapped the keyboard in an extremely twisted posture, but stopped in the middle of typing: "This is Mr. Ranpo's account, right? Is it okay?"

Luanbu shook his head: "It's okay. I'm just saying hello to Miss Celty."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Ranpo: "Is Seton the Miss Celty?"

"Because there is a plug."

"No, this reason is too perfunctory..."

Celti's account continued to send another message: "In the world, there will be people who look exactly like you and say that they are actually your brothers."

"Good evening." Dazai sent this sentence, "I am a newcomer red bean rice cake."

"Nice meeting, I'm Seton."

"Have Mr. Seton met such a person?"

"It's not me, it's my friend. And in the end, he didn't tell me whether he was his own brother or not."

"It's a wonderful experience. But I heard that the recent incident of the Slasher is also very famous in this area."

"I've heard about that too. Ikebukuro is really unstable."

At this time, the notification sounded, and the new notification displayed "Gan Le has entered the chat room".

"Gan Le" randomly sent a message with great interest: "Good evening—are you talking about the slasher? I heard some news here."

"Why is it this guy again?" Dazai couldn't help twitching his fingers on the keyboard, "this is too lingering."

"Hello, Ms. Kanle," Dazai began to type with a smile in Sawada's helpless eyes, "I just moved here in Ikebukuro for a few days, and I'm completely unfamiliar with these things. Could you please explain?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Orihara Rinya sent a message after a while: "What a coincidence! Mr. Tanaka Taro just moved to Ikebukuro recently, maybe you actually know each other in real life?"

"It's a pity that I don't know anyone here in Ikebukuro. But is Taro Tanaka in this chat room?"

"That's right, he seems to have been in Ikebukuro for less than a week."

Ranbu reached into Dazai's pocket and took out the glass bead: "It seems that Taro Tanaka is Ryuzhimine-kun."

"Of those two people, only Emperor Longzhifeng is there," Dazai said, looking at the profile picture of the "Ganle" account, "It's a simple, rude and effective method."

Sawada Tsunayoshi listened quietly to Ranpo and continued to communicate with Dazai: "Because Kida-kun is not from Dollars at all, he used to be from another one-color gang, right? The yellow one?"

"Yellow Turban." The man replied.Although Dazai wrote down the name of Kida's organization, he couldn't say how serious he was about it, "He's a colleague who hates Orihara-kun as much as I do, and I quite like him."

Sawada Tsunayoshi interjected: "Obviously he is no longer a member of the Dokko Gang, but Kitian-kun is still wearing a yellow scarf and dyed yellow hair. Does he still want to go back?"

"If he still wants to go back to 'Extraordinary', this chat room will not be without him."

"I'm afraid he doesn't even know the basic information about Dollars now. He's a coward who thinks that if he doesn't read or listen to it, he won't be able to get in touch with it for the rest of his life."

Dazai and Ranpo immediately dissected Kida Masomi's past with a single sentence: "It seems that the yellow scarf thief is not very good, and he couldn't even survive Orihara-kun's small prank."

"Is Orihara Rinya a kindergartener who needs toys in his hands?"

The author has something to say: I want to start school...

感谢在2020-02-1918:27:46~2020-02-2018:55:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: moxibustion 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yumo ink; 2 bottles of Qingqing Mingyu; 1 bottle of sensen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!