Fumiya Dazai

Wearing an orange police officer's uniform and an orange hat, the plump but kind-looking man got out of the police car first, and it could be seen that he was a man with a good status in the police station.

Not some nobody.

The police in Tokyo are indeed excellent, and they act quickly. According to Ryunosuke Akutagawa's observation, it took less than 15 minutes for the enthusiastic crowd to call the police.

But this also shows the crime rate of the city from the side.

The action of the police is so strong, or the police in this city are really excellent and have a sense of responsibility, so they can rush to the scene of the crime in a short time.

Either there are always emergencies in this city, and these policemen have to be very good.

However, based on the reaction of the onlookers, this city clearly belongs to the latter.

But even so, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who has always thought that the police in Yokohama are very good, couldn't help but admit the excellence of the police in Tokyo: "The police in this city are very good, and they are not far behind Yokohama."

Dazai Wen also nodded, but his eyes were not on the excellent policemen who arrived in time, but on a few children who obviously came here from a nearby store after the incident.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke followed Dazai Fumiya's line of sight and found that he was looking at a boy in a small blue suit, a serious red bow tie, and glasses.

He is a very cute kid. He is probably in primary school, right?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned around, but didn't see anything different about the boy. He ate his breakfast slowly and asked, "Do you know him? Or is there something wrong with that boy?"

Dazai Wen also pondered for a moment: "Is he an acquaintance? But he probably doesn't know me here."

Dazai Fumura also let out a long sigh of relief, and complained to Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "Oh~ As expected, I'm not surprised that he appeared at the scene of such a murder~"

"That boy? What does he have to do with this kind of case? It's impossible for him to do it." Akutagawa Ryunosuke shook his head, not intending to continue to pay attention to the murder that happened not far from him.

The cops always figure it out anyway, right?Finding the truth has nothing to do with his mafia.

"How could it be that he did it? But ah. He really has nothing to do with the murder, but wherever he goes, people will always... die." Dazai Fumi also drank the taste soup slowly, and replied, "It's simply Wherever he went, people died, and some of us even gave him the nickname "Mobile Death"—I really wonder how he did it."

"Is that boy a person with supernatural powers?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke asked with a frown. He heard Dazai Fumiya's description, but he didn't think this boy could be an ordinary person. He probably was a supernatural person with supernatural powers.

However, this ability does not sound like a simple ability, at least it will pose a certain threat to the stability of the city.

Inexplicably, people died—and it seemed that the murder had nothing to do with the other party, so how did it happen?

Could it be that the other party's superpower is to kill 100% of the target person?

"He's just an ordinary person, how could he have supernatural powers?" Fumiya Dazai stared at his lover who was having dinner without blinking, "But it's because he is an ordinary person that I really want to know why?"

The two chatted one after another, and the police who arrived in time over there were already protecting the scene of the crime to prevent anyone from destroying the scene.

There are always many key clues at the first scene of a murder. If any clues are damaged, it will be fine to prolong the time to solve the case. I am most afraid that the suspect will not be found because of this.

The fat police officer in an orange coat skillfully directed the officers to surround the scene and block the onlookers who were approaching.

Seeing the skilled actions of the policemen, Fumiya Dazai felt a little distressed for them.

Speaking of which, there are so many homicides every day...Let's not talk about whether the cells of the Metropolitan Police Department are enough, let's just talk about this person...

Is the population of Tokyo enough for them to woohoo?

Fumiya Dazai also rubbed his chin, thinking carefully about this question that has troubled him for many years.

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Today is the collective activity time of the Boys Detective Group weekend, Edogawa Conan had to act with this group of little ghosts who he thought were extremely naive, and play this kind of detective game with them.

How did he, a great detective, degenerate into being with elementary school students?Oh...it seems to be because of a certain black organization.

This weekend team action, according to the words of their self-appointed team leader Kojima Genta-

"We are going to find a big case today! Then solve it!"

Edogawa Conan immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this, and secretly cursed: Please!Did you make a mistake?What kind of big case can be encountered casually?What's more, there are so many big cases waiting for you to investigate——

Even if there is a big case, what does it have to do with us kids?The police are not for nothing.

Forced to start looking for the case early in the morning, to be honest, Edogawa Conan didn't even have time to eat breakfast-is it because of such an unreliable reason to let others wake up so early!

Fortunately, Edogawa Conan was the only one who had this kind of idea. Under the protests of other members, and the captain himself did not have breakfast, the small group of five decided to have breakfast first.

Let fate like to make fun of people so much, the big case that they hadn't found all morning appeared in front of them like this.

The five people who were queuing up to buy breakfast suddenly heard commotion not far away.

Kojima Motota, who had a premonition that something big would happen, rushed over immediately, and the others had no choice but to follow suit.

Hey, can't it be such a coincidence?

Edogawa Conan and everyone came to the place where the riot took place, and saw that a breakfast shop not far away had been surrounded by the police, and a blocking banner was erected to prevent people from entering the scene of the crime.

"It has appeared! A big case!" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko shouted a little excitedly.

"Hey! Children! You can't enter here casually!" The policeman who was maintaining order noticed the children who were drilling in and wanted to enter the blockade, and stepped forward to stop them, "You children should not come to this kind of place." Yes, go home quickly."

"Oh? But Uncle Police, we didn't come to make trouble." Yoshida Ayumi tried to explain.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya stepped forward and explained to the police without any stage fright: "Uncle policeman, we are not here to cause trouble, we are the young detective team, and we have already assisted police officer Megure and the others to solve many cases!"

What is the use of explaining to him like this?

Edogawa Conan watched helplessly as several friends introduced their great deeds to the policeman.

"Huh?" Edogawa Conan turned his head and noticed the two guests who were eating by the window of the restaurant where the incident happened.

The two guests looked young, they looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.However, Edogawa Conan can be sure that these two people are definitely not ordinary 16-year-old boys.

If he read correctly just now, the man in the blue coat was indeed looking this way.

Looks like he knows us.

But Conan Edogawa was convinced that such a person did not exist in his memory. In other words, he did not know this delicate-faced boy.

It is absolutely impossible for a detective's mind to make mistakes, and there is no such thing as a wrong memory.

What's more, this young man's appearance is quite handsome - no, he can already be called handsome, the type that can definitely attract girls.

If he had met such a person, he would definitely not be without any impression.

What's more, the partner of the other party is also the type that will attract attention, or the kind of sickly and beautiful boy that most girls would love and love, but it seems that this sickly and beautiful boy is not a simple character.

The boy's companion in a blue coat looks fragile, with black highlighted hair.

Conan Edogawa noticed that the other party was coughing between meals, which showed that the other party's body was indeed not very healthy.

Although this young man looked thin and weak, Conan Edogawa could tell at a glance, the tight muscles hidden under his clothes.

This level can only be achieved after special training. One can tell at a glance that the other party has practiced gymnastics, and the teacher may be a professional.

In this case, even if the opponent's physique is really not very good, the combat power will be much higher than that of ordinary people with no experience.

Of course, it wasn't this that made him care, but the look that the other party had just looked at.

At that moment, he couldn't see any emotion in the boy's eyes. He could even say that the boy looked at him as if he was looking at a dead object.

This reminded him of the man in black he had met before, and that man in black had such eyes.Or is it that this boy, like the man in black, has killed people before?

Thinking of this, Edogawa Conan's face was serious, wondering if this person and these two people would have anything to do with that black organization?

Haibara Ai looked at Edogawa Conan, whose face had become very ugly, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Your face has become very ugly since just now."

Edogawa Conan nuzzled his mouth, signaling Haibara to pay attention to the two teenagers sitting by the window of the restaurant.

The movements of Kojima Genta and the others finally caught the attention of police officer Megure who was checking the scene of the crime in the restaurant.

The police officer, who may not be very talented in investigating cases, finally noticed the group of young detectives who were trying to get in outside the restaurant.

Edogawa Conan obviously also noticed the gaze cast by Officer Megure, and waved vigorously.