Comprehensive cat department boss Yokohama doing things daily

"What a day of disaster."

After the transfer of consciousness was over, Qianye sat up from the sofa in Fuze's house, and looked at his upper body that was tangled up in a bunch of bandages indiscriminately into a rice dumpling with some distress.

"Meow sauce, can you let me know in advance before you do these amazing moves next time?" Hearing the movement, Edogawa rushed out of the kitchen in a flurry of steps, "You know that the world's No. 1 The detective suddenly saw the body skin on the sofa burst, and the gushing blood stained the sofa, how does it feel?!"

"Sorry, walking in disorder, because something unexpected happened."

Qianye moved his body on the sofa trying to stand up, but ended up rolling like a ball.

"Speaking of which, can you untie this for me... Is this a new type of punishment?"

"Hmph. This is the masterpiece of a detective who thoughtfully bandaged you and worked hard for a long time."

Qianye: "..." The wound has healed up early, you just want to play...

"I can't have this sofa anymore. The blood stains are hard to clean." Qianye looked at the dried blood stains on the wooden armrests and the cotton and linen fabrics. that long."

So someone caused a little trouble for the official, and the official had to change his itinerary and return to Yokohama.

"Calculate the time, you can get home before 6 o'clock... It must be resolved before he comes back."

"Miao Jiang's behavior is very bad." Ranbu chewed on the thick snack again, "For this kind of reason, he deliberately makes trouble for others. Although he is an idiot, he is still a high-ranking official. Don't treat him like a rope Playing around like a puppet."

Qianye pretended not to hear.

What about you and me and the three views between the two accomplices (accomplices)?It's not that Luanbu is taking the opportunity to run for the fact that he was frightened.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Ranpo, the world's number one detective, please help me untie it quickly, and I'll make Chinese dim sum for you."

"Humph."

Some people say no to it, but their bodies are still very honest.

After half an hour.

Qianye tasted the golden batter and nodded in satisfaction.

Well, the first attempt was successful!The dough and the seasoning are perfect, now all that is left is to pour the oil out of the pan.

However, the moment the switch was turned on, a blue flame rose from the stove.

Qianye trembled all over, the loose container in his hand fell, and the golden batter was scattered all over the floor, but he had no time to take care of it, he took a few steps back in a panic and bumped into the cabinet behind him.

"Meow sauce?"

Hearing the sound of Luanbu running over, he stood at the entrance of the kitchen and just glanced at it, his expression immediately became serious, and his green pupils became sharper in an instant.

He rushed forward and turned off the stove.

During this period, Qianye kept staring at the faint blue flame, until the flame disappeared, and then slowly slid to the ground trembling all over.

The silver-haired boy hugged his head in pain and curled up on the ground, countless memory fragments flickered alternately, and finally froze in a sea of ​​flames.

The silver pupils were full of shock and doubt.

This is……

"Brother, save him!" The girl's crisp voice was hoarse due to the smoke and dust in the sea of ​​fire, "Please! He saved me!"

The pitch-black sharp blade sprang up from the ground, and the ground he was on collapsed suddenly amidst gradually blurred vision and increasingly difficult breathing.

Then in the darkness, only the indifferent voice of a young boy was heard.

"Now it's clear."

"Meow sauce!"

Qianye suddenly came back to his senses, and found that he was being held in Luanbu's arms, and his chin was resting on the shoulder of the black-haired boy.

"Ranbu, what's wrong with me?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was trembling violently. Although it was summer, he felt cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I think you were influenced by [the door]."

Edogawa walked randomly behind the silver-haired boy's invisible back, opened his green pupils, the light in his eyes was deep and condensed, but his voice was still as lazy as usual, with the power to calm people's hearts.

"Don't worry, everything you just saw is just an illusion. There is no need to delve into the illusion, otherwise it may be captured and used by [the door]. You should be clear that that thing has been restless."

"Really?" Qianye slightly closed his eyes tiredly, "I am obviously not a stupid cat now, but I still feel that I have forgotten a lot of things." He straightened up and looked at Edogawa Ranpo with confirmation, "The scene just now ...really familiar, as if it had actually happened before."

However, the black-haired detective had already narrowed his eyes, and there was no difference in his expression.

"So, this is the scary thing about door particles." He smiled and touched the boy's dog's head with a puzzled expression. "Even Meow-chan got tricked."

"But..." Qianye hesitated to speak.

"That's right!" The detective quickly stopped, got up, stepped back, and hammered his palm, "Qianye, you just asked that robot to dispose of the sofa, that guy turned the sofa into ashes with a sharp shot, but... ...The furniture in the president's house are all old styles from more than ten years ago."

"So?" Qianye suddenly had a guess, and an ominous premonition shrouded his whole body, and he simply forgot what he wanted to say just now.

"It's just as you think, production has been discontinued a long time ago." Ranbu nodded affirmatively.

"It's okay...it's okay," Qianye's originally limp body instantly regained its vitality, got up and rushed directly to the living room, "As long as you know the material and remember Mr. Sofa's appearance, you can use the technology of molecular recombination..."

Qianye froze in place.

Underworld is really obedient, but he is still a machine after all, and template thinking is unavoidable.

And among Underworld's hundreds of millions of templates, there is no template for how to destroy large furniture without leaving a trace-normal people would not think of encoding this kind of thing and instilling it into their own robots!

It used an atomic gun to directly wipe out the sofa from the material level, not to mention molecules, it would be nice to have a quark left!

Qianye: "..."

He was wrong, he should have slept on the floor next time.

"It doesn't matter, I have long wanted to replace this place with the latest custom-made luxury space sofa," Qianye forced a smile, "When Mr. Fukuzawa comes back, I will tell him that the old sofa was scratched by my claws..."

Random steps: "..."? ? ?

No, do you think the president will believe it? ? !

Qianye received someone's gaze.

"What are you talking about? Random steps. Isn't it normal for cats to grind their claws? Anyway, this is done by a stupid cat, and it has nothing to do with me."

What is the relationship between Qianye Meow and him Qianye?

Luanbu: "...you might as well say that the old sofa was collapsed by you." This reason is more reasonable than grinding one's claws.

So, when Fuze returned home, he saw a sofa that was incompatible with his living room, shining and full of "I'm expensive" written all over his body.

Fukuzawa: "..." So, what happened when he wasn't home?

Fu looked around with sharp eyes, and instantly found two hiding heads behind the door of the living room.

Both the black fur and the silver fur acted to observe .jpg secretly.

Fuze sighed helplessly.

Don't even need to guess, this guilty conscience shows that these two bears took advantage of him not at home, and for some reason, they messed up the sofa.

After a few years, the familiar demolition operation came again.

I still remember that when he just picked up the brat Ranpo back home, he found that the black-haired boy broke the oven and stove, broke most of the dishes, and the bathroom faucet was not turned off, causing water to flood the mountain Most of the wooden floor was ruined, and he didn't even know how he did it. He just dismantled the tables and chairs and built a small tower.

Luanbu just huddled on top of the small pagoda and stretched his neck to watch the grand occasion of "water flooding the golden mountain".

Fukuzawa regained consciousness from the painful memory, and reflexively looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Well, there is no sound of running water.

Looking at the feet, the fragile wooden floor showed no signs of deformation.

This time it was only a broken sofa, and I was very lucky, at least I wouldn’t have to eat salt and rice for two months because of the high water bill.

Fukuzawa Yukichi comforted himself skillfully, skillfully ignored the new sofa and pretended not to notice any abnormalities, and even more skillfully did not ask why—he knew very well that even if he asked, he would probably only get a bunch of lies.

Poor Fukuzawa is so skilled that it makes people feel distressed.

Qianye: "..."

He looked at Ranbu.

Although he was glad that his old man didn't ask any questions, but—

He had to wonder what Luanpo had done before that caused Fukuzawa to behave like a dog (husky) who came home from get off work and saw that his dog (husky) only dismantled a sofa, did not smash the vase, smashed the TV, tore the bed sheet and the quilt cover. The poor excrement shoveler who is very pleased with the toilet paper strips all over the floor.

Edogawa, the original demolition king, Ranbu turned his head sideways to avoid Qianye's little eyes full of curiosity.

Geniuses can understand each other with just one look, so you don't have to say what you can't say.

and so……

The detective was walking around and saw nothing!

Luanbu: It's just a sofa, a small scene [ok.jpg].

When Fuze went back to his room to change his home clothes, he was thoughtful the whole time.

There is no need to guess, it must be the disorderly steps of the demolition maniac who ruined the originally elegant, considerate and well-behaved cat. (error!)

He once heard people say that if you keep a cat and a husky together, it won't be long before the cat will be like the husky, making two, bears and tearing up the house.

however--

What can he say?It's not easy for Maomao to have a bit of vivacity at this age, so... let's tear it down.

Fuze opened his wallet seriously and looked at it, and then calculated the remuneration for these few times, and felt that it might last for a few years.

Just wait until Maomao and Ranbu have passed the age of house demolition!Hold on, wallet! !

the other side.

"This... Lord Ranpo thinks that today's dinner can be cooked by me." Ranbu looked at the stove in front of him, and rolled up his sleeves nervously, "Nowadays, Miao-chan is afraid of fire, so it's impossible to hold on to the show." So... Meow Sauce, tell the president later that I want to make a dinner on a whim."

The author has something to say:

The old mother of the third aunt is gone, and I have been busy helping to prepare for the corresponding affairs these days... To be honest, I have never met that person, and I am not related by blood. Alas, my mother forced me to go. To be honest, I really can’t stand it. In that kind of place, I feel bad all over.

Of course there is a reason for being afraid of fire, and Luanbu saw the truth, but he kept it secret.

感谢在2020-06-2400:02:24~2020-06-2623:43:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 35 bottles of silver-throated long-tailed tits; 4 bottles of drrrr; 1 bottle of Qianmozhiweixia;

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