[Comprehensive] My hair is all over the world

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat up from the garbage dump in a daze, and from a distance, he saw a brat who was a little shorter than himself squinting his golden eyes, looking at him coldly.

It's not Shota Sora, a fledgling kid who just graduated from university. As a cadre of the port mafia and the former leader of the "Sheep" organization, Nakaya can see at a glance the indifference that walks on the edge of darkness in those cold eyes Cold, and a hint of murderous intent.

He's a bad-tempered and aggressive guy... He just labeled him in the bottom of his heart, and sure enough, that person rushed over with an umbrella in the next second.

Damn, I can't sleep well, why do I still have to fight in my dreams? ?

Zhong Yuanzhong also jumped out of the garbage heap violently, dodging the opponent's attack.Without saying a word, the two started fighting in this place. The faster and faster the fight, the more fierce the fight, the more angry they became.

Feitan also didn't expect that this outsider was so strong, not only could keep up with him in speed, but also had incredible abilities.When Kuroro and several other members of the Phantom Troupe rushed over.Over the entire Meteor Street, countless rubbish can be seen wrapped in red light, flying densely in the sky, which is extremely spectacular.

With a 'swoosh', an object flew out of the overwhelming garbage cloud in the sky, and hit Feitan's head with a 'boom'.Then there were two more swishes, and two unidentified objects rolled out of the garbage cloud and flew towards his face.

It turned out that Fei Tan was not a vegetarian either, he kicked the thing back with his legs "shua shua" and the two of them came and went, just like playing table tennis, only a billiard table was set in the middle.

"Fei Tan, stop." Kuroro interrupted the fight between the two, and if he went any further, he was afraid that all the rubbish on Meteor Street would fly into the sky.

"Cut." Even if Fei Tan was unwilling at this time, he would not disobey the commander's order, but retreated unhappily among the members of the brigade.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't expect that he would meet an opponent, and the physical skills he had always been proud of could not help the opponent. Both of them were very fast, and neither could beat the other.So Zhong Yeli used his own ability to crush the opponent, but the opponent obviously also had abilities. He didn't hide when he was thrown on the head by his gravity-controlled garbage, but was directly crushed by a person outside his body. The circle of energy bounced off.

Of course the bomb bounced off, but when Feitan found out that the thing that attacked him was a rotten sock with holes, his face turned black.

"Hi, I'm the head of the Phantom Troupe, you can call me Kuroro." The black-haired man who spoke had a bandage on his forehead, which reminded him of Dazai, and he always felt that he was the same as him danger.

"My name is Nakahara Chuya." Seeing the other party's polite self-introduction, Chuya said his name.Then he asked disgustedly: "Where is this? Garbage disposal site?"

As soon as he said this, he didn't know why the other party's people all released murderous aura towards him.

"No, this is Meteor Street." Kuroro was the only one who was calm. He glanced up at the countless rubbish in the sky, and then said with a smile: "But you are right. It's a garbage dump."

"Sorry, I don't know." Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he probably said something wrong. "But what does it mean that your team members shot at me as soon as they came up?"

"I'm sorry, because you came out of nowhere, so everyone is quite nervous. There are very few outsiders on our Meteor Street." Kuroro didn't say it, but it was because they discovered that the abilities of outsiders did not belong to Nian, and wanted to To explore, this is the main reason.He pondered for a moment and then said: "Since you have come to our Meteor Street, do you want to join our brigade?"

"Leader!" Fei Tan was immediately dissatisfied when he heard that, "Are we recruiting members so casually now?"

"What do you mean, brat?" Zhongya immediately threw another stinky sock over, "Why did I join in?"

Kuroro, who had already thought about how to fool the other party into joining: ...

"Little devil?? You little dwarf has a big tone..." Fei Tan sneered back coldly, how did he think this grumpy kid was so annoying, and just now he hit him several times with stinky socks and shoes Down.

"You're the dwarf!!" Nakahara Chuya's forehead was bulging with veins, his face darkened.There are so many people, only this guy is not qualified to call him a dwarf.No... There seems to be a little man with long hair who is less than 1.2 meters over there. I don't know if you don't need to buy a ticket to take the bus.In an instant, a certain sense of superiority arises spontaneously in someone's heart.

And An An stood there quietly and was suddenly beeped by cue's library:? ?

"Short, who are you talking about?!!" Fei Tan was so angry, how many years has anyone dared to call him a short? ?Gritting his teeth, a cold light appeared in his hands: "Do you want to die, huh?"

"Of course you, I'm taller than you, what are you if you're not a dwarf? Come on, let them judge, am I tall?" Zhongya said, subconsciously standing up straight and raising his chin. "Bibi."

"Cut, boring, I'm not a child, I'm naive." Fei Tan said so, but his body stood up straight and chested very honestly.

"Fei Tan, accept your fate..." Finks suddenly laughed out loud, standing beside Fei Tan at 1.9 meters made him even smaller.He said with sincere eyes: "To be honest, don't hit me... It is true that he should be a little taller."

"Look." Zhong Yuan immediately felt much better.

"Fuck off! Finx, return my game console! How can this guy be taller than me?" Feitan, who had always thought that the other party was as tall as himself, suddenly became calm, and he turned his head to look at Ku who was standing aside. Lolo, signal for the other party to comment. "Captain?"

Then with the sound of 'head', everyone including Zhong Yuan Zhong also silently looked at Kuroro who was standing at the focal point.

"..."

Kurolo, who was cueed, had no choice but to cover his lips with his fist and pretend to cough, and decided to avoid this meaningless topic, mainly because it was really difficult to answer, and he was afraid that telling the truth would hurt the hearts of the old members.So he turned his head to the members behind him, including Fei Tan, and said, "Go back first, I still have something to tell the other party."

Seeing his leader's evasive attitude, Fei Tan's heart skipped a beat and his face was as black as coal. This obviously told him that he was a little shorter than that brat, which was really unacceptable.

On the other side, Zhong was even happier. He had never won a height comparison among his peers at such a young age, and he instantly felt elated, with an aura of [-] meters.

"So are you willing to join our phantom brigade?" After everyone in the brigade left, Kuroro solemnly invited with a smile.With black hair and black eyes, he is gentle and handsome. When he usually puts down his bangs, he is simply an extremely harmless and very friendly young man. Who would have thought that he is the leader of the notorious Phantom Troupe.

He paused and added, "We have more than a dozen members, and you are tall enough to rank in the top ten."

But what Kurolo didn't tell him was that apart from Kubi and Feitan, the other two in the group were girls, and he was only tied for tenth with Xiaodi at most.

But when he heard it, Zhongye was very kind, and felt that the leader was quite on the road, so he shook his legs and readily agreed to the olive branch thrown by the other party.

As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. Zhong Yuanzhong, a Hong Kong black cadre, joined the Phantom Brigade simply and casually.Even though he didn't know whether the group was a tour group or what, he thought he was in a dream and didn't feel the need to think at all. Since the other party invited him, he agreed.

"By the way, can I ask a question?" Kurolo looked at the new member and asked, "Do you have any other companions?"

"Companion?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why, and didn't know what the other party wanted to ask.

"I mean..." Kuroro recalled Feitan's description that day, and finally said after a moment of pondering, "For example...he looks very similar to me."

"They look alike? When you say that, it seems that there is..." Chuya suddenly thought of someone.

"Really, what's his name?" Kuroro asked tentatively with dark eyes.

"Osamu Dazai." Nakahara curled his lips in disdain, and they were all bandaged, giving people a mysterious and impenetrable look.

"Osamu Dazai?" Kuroro repeated in a murmur, and said with a smile, "Your names are very strange."

"Your names are also very strange." Nakahara Chuya returned the words.

Kuroro just smiled, "By the way, we have a task in two days time, all team members must participate, and we will gather at Youkexin."

"Youkexin?"

"Yes, Youke Xincheng." Kuroro repeated and raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know Youke Xin?"

"I don't know..." Zhong also curled his lips, wondering why his dream was so real.

"It's okay." Kuroro said indifferently, "Just gather here and go with me when the time comes."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded casually, not thinking that he would come to this place again, let alone pay attention to any tasks.

So I didn't ask what kind of task it was and how long it would take, so I agreed directly.

He felt that he had stayed here for too long, and it was almost time to wake up, so he rejected the other party's proposal to go to the base.

It wasn't until Kuroro, the leader of the phantom tour group, left that Nakahara Chuya completely threw aside the large pieces of garbage that were lifted above his head by gravity and piled them up into mountains.

Then he put one hand in his pocket, raised his head quite handsomely, and pointed to the sky with the other hand and shouted: "Wake up!!"

……

……

A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a bleak smell, but nothing happened.

"Wake up for me!!!"

……

……

Still nothing happened.

Zhong Ye: ...

It's so embarrassing.Luckily no one saw it...

……

At this time, in the Sky Arena, Sora Hair Shota was sitting comfortably in the auditorium on the 200th floor of the arena, watching the live broadcast of the floor master level battle in an excellent place.

On that wide arena, Hisoka, one of his targets, was playing tricks on the opponent like a magician, and his powerful strength made him feel very troublesome.

In order to buy tickets for the battle at the main level of the floor, he spent a little time here just now from the first floor to the hundredth floor, and got a generous reward.At the same time, he also had a preliminary understanding of the level of fighting in this world. People like Hisoka were powerful even in this dangerous world.

Moreover, he also learned from Qi Ya that the classification and star application of the ability of the mind in this world is much more complicated than the ability on their side.

"Hey, do you still want to grab the hair from Hisoka?" Qi Ya looked at the opponent who was killed by him in the ring, and couldn't help showing a chill, and said, "This guy is too scary."

"I think too..." Sora Shota's eyes twitched, why did he have such bad luck this time. "Is there anything you can do, Chiya?"

He actually planned to go to that place full of rubbish tonight to inquire about the news of the last strand of hair, but after thinking about it, he still didn't want to rush to that place again.So after thinking for a while, he returned to the Sky Arena to find Qi Ya, and confessed part of the truth to him, to see if he could get his help.Even if it doesn't work, you can learn about the situation in this world.

"Don't think you can bribe me with a few pieces of candy." Kiya said and threw another fruit jelly into his mouth with a look of enjoyment, and said while chewing with bulging cheeks, "It's difficult. But Hisoka This person can’t tell, maybe if you go to fight with him, he will happily give you his hair.”

"..." Kong Mao Xiangtai glanced at the guy on the big screen who was licking his severed arm bloody, and suddenly he couldn't calm down. He was silent and troubled: "I'm going up to deliver food."

"What are you afraid of, you won't die anyway." Qi Ya gave him a strange look after speaking, "Aren't you a spiritual body now?"

"That's right..." Shota Sora: "But I don't want to experience the feeling of death at all."

Qi Ya: "Well then, I can introduce my elder brother to you, as long as he has money, he will be happy to sell."

Shota Sora was overjoyed: "What does your elder brother do? How do you charge? Is there a unified charging standard?"

"Oh, killer." Qi Ya narrowed his big eyes, deliberately scaring the other party. "Our whole family is a killer, and so am I~"

"……"No wonder.

"Hey, why weren't you scared by me? Hey, well, back to the topic, my brother's fee is not cheap, probably tens of millions less. If you want to kill Hisoka, at least a few hundred million."

Sora Hair Shota: ...

Sorry to bother you.

"Hey, seeing that you are so poor, you must have no money." Qi Ya sighed, "Then there is no other way, you can only sacrifice yourself to fight with Hisoka, and if you make him happy, you can get money. to the hair."

"..."

He felt that this method would not work... It seemed that he could only discuss it in the long run.

***

Early the next morning, at Yokohama International Airport, there were many people coming and going to pick up and drop off the airport.Kong Maoxiang waited too early at the exit gate with two cups of coffee.The flight shows that it arrived at 8:10 this morning, and it is now 8:15, and it is estimated that it will be almost soon.

Shota Sora raised his head and looked at Shi Shixin, wondering if the other party would be easy to get along with. The ability of "Special A-level Dangerous" was always scary.

The time passed minute by minute while waiting anxiously. After another 10 minutes, he heard a noise and footsteps coming from the exit, and quickly lifted his spirits and looked over there.

Among the crowd carrying suitcases, Sora Hair Shota saw a young man with golden hair who couldn't hold back even a black detective hat.The other party wears glasses with brown lenses, his face is small and his skin is very fair, especially his skin is even more pale against the golden hair, giving him the feeling of a sickly, noble and beautiful boy.

At this moment, the handsome blond boy came out of the long aisle of the airport followed by a team of bodyguards in black clothes. He didn't know which celebrity was traveling, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures to commemorate.

Kong Maoxiang thought too much, this person is probably the detective he was waiting for, after all, he had seen those bodyguards wearing the uniforms they would wear in the Supernatural Secret Service Section.So he slowly moved closer to the exit, and walked to the front of the waiting position.

As soon as Ayatsuji pedestrian came out, he also saw the black-haired young man with coffee in his hand in the crowd. From the behavior of the other party after seeing him, he immediately guessed in his heart that this was the person who came to pick him up.

So he walked in front of the other party, took the undrinked cup of coffee in someone's left hand, took a sip of the familiar one, and then smiled and teased quite relaxedly.

"I thought you would be wearing a black suit and white shirt early in the morning, wearing sunglasses and holding a sign that said 'Ayatsuji pedestrians', waiting for me expressionlessly." After speaking, he breathed out a sigh of relief: " Fortunately not."

"That's so stupid." Shota Sora was laughed at by the other party's humor, the previous tension was completely gone, and the relationship between the two suddenly became much closer. "I'm just a non-staff, and Ango didn't even issue me a uniform."

"He's too stingy." Ayatsuji pedestrian took another sip of coffee, raised his eyebrows slightly: "This smell... where did you buy it?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the logo on the paper coffee cup, and it turned out to be a chrysanthemum.

"How about my own restaurant, is it okay?" Shota Sora said and took a sip himself, it was indeed very good.And the coffee brewed by him is really refreshing.

"Really, I'm about to fall in love with it, I'm afraid I'll be reluctant to leave Yokohama when the time comes." Ayatsuji pedestrian looked at each other again in surprise, "How did you do it, I will definitely let mine next time The little assistant learns how to make coffee."

"Then she may not be able to learn it in this life." Kong Maoxiang smiled too.

"Oh, what do you say?" Ayatsuji asked curiously, "Could it be that you have a supernatural ability?"

This time, Chang Kong Maoxiang was too surprised. Sure enough, the level of observational acuity of detectives and ordinary people is not at the same level.

"I see now that you are indeed a formidable detective," he said.

"Thank you for the compliment. Ah, what a good morning." Ayatsuji pedestrian rubbed his sore neck, "It would be even better if you didn't come to work. By the way, I listen to Ango, your ability seems to be very powerful Now I wonder if he relies on the coffee you made with your abilities to work overtime every night."

"Of course not..." Speaking of this, Sora Hair Shota twitched the corners of his mouth. "He relies on perseverance. With such an overtime method, I am afraid that when I see him next time, his precarious hairline will recede a centimeter or two."

"Haha." Ayatsuji suddenly laughed happily, "You're really interesting, I'm even looking forward to this commission."

"By the way, what kind of case is this time?" Kong Maoxiang asked curiously. It was really the first time he participated in the investigation, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and expectant.

"Ah, that Ango guy didn't tell you?" Ayatsuji pedestrians shrugged easily, "It should be an ordinary jewelry store robbery, the dead person is the brother-in-law of a high-ranking government, and that's why there's such a big fuss I'm sent over. I don't think I'll be able to take care of it in about half a day."

"It's too normal." Sora Hair Shota nodded, knowing this kind of thing very well. "Some people's lives are worth a little more."

"That's right... let's not talk about this." Ayatsuji Xingren held his suitcase in one hand and drank coffee in the other. "By the way, where did you arrange for me?"

"Go to my restaurant." Sora Shota said, he had taken the time to clean up the damaged tables and chairs during the day yesterday, and also tidied up the two rooms next to the third floor for the other party and the staff of the secret service department to rest.

"That's great, your ability should not be limited to making coffee, right?" Ayatsuji smiled slightly, and a strand of golden hair fell down and was stroked back by him: "Can I look forward to it?"

"No problem at all, my pleasure."

The two chatted as they walked, and they hit it off very well, like old friends they haven't seen for a long time.Shota Sora doesn't even think that the other party is a "special A-level dangerous ability user" who needs to be vigilant at all times, and he is really easy to get along with.

You see, at this time, the other party politely opened the door of the driver's cab, let Kong Mao Xiang be too advanced, and then carried the luggage into the back seat.Of course, the entourage of the Secret Service who followed him also sent someone to get in the car.

"Thank you." Sora Shota sat in the driver's cab and started the car. This was the four-wheeled car that the Secret Service Division had equipped him with for the past two days. He was so excited.

So he drove Ayatsuji pedestrians to his restaurant with excitement, and the breeze was blowing along the way, making him very comfortable.I don't know why the other party is called a "murder detective" and is so vigilantly monitored. Shota Sora hair is a little puzzled while chatting with the other party while driving the car.Of course, this feeling of bewilderment lasted until Ayatsuji's next sentence...

"By the way, Shota." Ayatsuji pedestrian in the back seat squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the back of Sora-haired Shota's head through the brown lens and asked casually: "I was a little strange before, why your black hair and the bottom The texture of the colored braids is different? Are you wearing a wig~"

"...!!" Sora Shota slammed on the brakes on the spot, almost missing the rear of the car in front.

Alright, now he admits that the other party is a "special A-level danger", I don't know if it's too late! !

"Ah, drive carefully, I don't want to die young." The pedestrian Ayatsuji who was sitting in the back seat suddenly blinked wickedly, and was caught by Sora Hair Shota in the rearview mirror.

"..."

He took back what he had said to be easy to get along with before, but he didn't know and it was too late... Soon, Sora Shota, who had honed his driving skills in a certain world, stepped on the accelerator, shuttled and drifted quickly on the road, and arrived at his destination in a short while.

Ayatsuji pedestrians followed him out of the car, and when they looked up, they saw the sign of 'Armed Detective Agency' hanging outside the brick-red building.Can't help sighing: "I have heard of your name for a long time, I heard that there is a person here with a supernatural ability that can eliminate the existence of other people's supernatural abilities?"

As soon as Sora Hair Shota heard it, he knew that the other party was talking about Osamu Dazai, so he nodded and said, "That's right, are you very interested in his abilities?"

"Well... a bit." Ayatsuji pedestrian covered his mouth, "I'm curious if he can remove my ability."

"Huh?" Kong Maoxiang asked in surprise, thinking that the other party was the same as himself. "Can't your abilities be eliminated?"

"How should I put it... Once my ability meets the conditions, it will ignore everything spontaneously and automatically, and it will not be transferred according to my own will. It is a particularly troublesome ability." Ayatsuji's expression darkened when he said this. It was a bit unreal, but the next second he raised his head and hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a nice smile. "Stop talking, let's go up first, your friend seems to be waiting for you."

Sure enough, Sora Hair Shota followed his line of sight, and in front of the window of his restaurant on the third floor, a furry head with black hair appeared, waving and shouting at him.

"Empty hair gentleman~~~"

"..."

Sora Shota, he just wants to know how the other party got into his restaurant, obviously he remembered to lock the door properly before leaving last night!

……

"Kongmao-kun, you're back~"

Having just arranged for Ayatsuji's pedestrians and the entourage of the Secret Service Section, Shota Sorara met Osamu Dazai who had been waiting enthusiastically for a long time as soon as he stepped into the restaurant.

"Don't talk like a wife who is at home waiting for her husband to come home, I'm a little scared."

Sho Sora trembled too much and walked in with skin bumps on his body. The longer he knew Dazai Osamu, the more casual he spoke, and he was easy to tease and complain.

"Ah, am I being rejected? Mr. Konghair will not want me if he has a new love." Osamu Dazai pretended to wipe away two tears, and then said with interest. "That's the 'murder detective' Ayatsuji pedestrian?"

"You know? Is he famous?" Kong Maoxiang asked curiously, "I'm not very familiar with your circle."

"That's right, he's very famous. He's a man who the Secret Service is ready for." Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and added softly, "He's also an unlucky man." Eh?" Sora Sho was too silent for a moment and wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Osamu Dazai.

"If you're curious, you'll know when the time comes." He didn't want to say more and instead asked, "I heard from Ango about your 'bald head'. "

"Pfft..." I just poured the tea for myself and was forced to spit it out before taking a few sips. "What the hell is that bald head, what did that guy Ango say about me?"

"Ah, I made a mistake. It's about your "bald head" ability, I know~" Osamu Dazai sat on the high stool in front of the bar, and blinked innocently with his chin in his hand, "Aha, I accidentally missed two words just now. "

It was definitely intentional!

Shota Sora raised his hand to wipe the tea from his mouth, and put his hand on his chest with lingering fear. "so?"

"So Konghair-kun, your ability is more than just 'making food glow and delicious'. I really didn't expect it." Osamu Dazai recalled that when he saw that ability yesterday, he was indeed shocked for a few seconds. "I'm really curious, can Konghair-kun really make other people bald?"

Kong Hair Xiangtai hooked the corners of his mouth, looking at the top of the other's hairy head: "Do you want to try?"

"..." Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, "I think Kunikida-kun can try it first."

"Kunikida..." I don't know why, Sora Shota suddenly felt a picture, maybe the other party's hairstyle is a bit similar to when he was wearing a wig... "Don't worry, I will express your request to Mr. Kunikida, if he agrees if."

"Ah, Sora-kun, you are so bad." Dazai laughed happily, completely without the self-awareness of 'he is the worst person'.

Shota Sora was unable to complain, he asked, "Why are you curious about my abilities?"

"Because it's fun." Dazai suddenly turned serious with a smile, his iris-colored eyes looked over deeply. "Do you know what Anwu and the others have been looking for? It's the thing your mother brought back with her own hands."

When Kong Mao Xiangtai heard it, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and he also said seriously: "What is it?"

It really didn't take much effort. He originally wanted to slowly break into the Supernatural Secret Service Division and collect information bit by bit.As a result, that fellow Ango Sakaguchi did not dare to meet him at all, and only asked him to communicate by email, and the investigation could not continue for a while.

So Dazai asked, indicating that the other party knew about it, so he looked at him expectantly.

"Yes..." Dazai Osamu just said a word, then talked about him again. "It's something very important, alas, otherwise it wouldn't have come to us."

"Eh? Is the secret service department not sure?" Sora Shota was a little surprised, and asked tentatively, "Do you still need your assistance?"

"Because that thing is really important, and the whole world is looking for it." Dazai's words kept highlighting the importance of that thing, very, very important, but he just didn't tell him what it was.

"Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway." Kong Maoxiang too saw through the other party, and didn't hold out any hope. "As long as I find my mother, I don't want to know anything else."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai approached him in disbelief, tilting his head and asked curiously. "Why do I think you care so much... Oh, by the way, Sora-kun, is your wig made of the hair of the person who owns 'glowing food'? It's so realistic."

"..." Sorama Shota was already calm about such a temptation, he just glanced at him indifferently and drank his tea expressionlessly.

"Then Nakong Hair~~ Can you wear it for me? Will I be able to have the ability of 'glowing food'??"

"..." He continued to drink tea unmoved.

"Kong-hair-kun, Kong-hair-kun~~ I heard from Anwu that you have a lot of hair like this in your house, did you get it from someone else? If you have so many, lend me one to wear, don't be so stingy~ I want to try it too What about other abilities?"

"..." Ango's big mouth... Sora Shota couldn't help complaining in his heart.In the end, he replied: "Of course only I can use my ability, and it won't work if you wear it. And even if you can... your "Disqualification in the World" will be automatically invalidated, right? "

That's not necessarily the case, Konghair-kun.Osamu Dazai glanced at him silently, then pretended nothing happened again.

"Oh, I'm just curious about Sora-kun's ability, it's really interesting. I suddenly remembered that one of your hairs can't be the ability to turn into a beautiful woman, just like Miss Xiangzi, who is beautiful and intellectual ..."

"No, you're thinking too much." Sora Shota hastily cleared himself, "Your imagination is too rich, Dazai. Well, time is running out, I should get ready to go investigate the case with pedestrians in the afternoon .”

Shota Sora felt that he could not let the other party continue to test him. He already felt that the wig on the top of his head was about to crumble, and this feeling made him feel insecure.

"Kongmao-kun is so heartbreaking. I have only known someone for a few hours, and I have already kindly called him a 'pedestrian'." Dazai Osamu was about to be aggrieved and complained, as if he was a heartless person. .Shota Sora stood up and paused, "Do you want me to call you 'Aji'?"

"..."

"Xiao Zhi?"

"..."

"Or, Zhizhi?"

"..."

"I don't know why it always feels a little weird, doesn't it, Aji?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Is it because of his bad name?Dazai sighed, and said rather resentfully: "I know Ah Xiang."

Shota Sora's legs softened when he called him, and he almost didn't perform a split on the spot.Fortunately, he held on to the edge of the bar with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said, "Ah Zhi, stop making trouble."

Come on, hurt each other.

***

In the afternoon, after finally seeing off that guy Dazai, Sorama Shota and Ayatsuji pedestrians set off to the scene of the crime according to the agreed time - a jewelry store opened in a lively area in the city center.

At this time, it was the time when the surrounding elementary schools were closed, and there were many children carrying schoolbags and wearing school uniforms, laughing and jokingly passing by on the road.

The two avoided the playful children all the way to the door of the jewelry store. At this time, there were already two policemen waiting at the door.

After Ayatsuji pedestrians showed their IDs, one of the police officers opened the door.

"You two, please come with me."

As soon as he entered the door, a luxurious atmosphere rushed over his face. The jewels and emeralds in the room were so bright that he didn't dare to breathe. The room was full of the smell of money.

Tsk tsk, I don't know how much that high-ranking government official has corrupted, so Kong Maoxiang couldn't help complaining.Said it was brother-in-law, but he was actually making money for himself, right?Otherwise, why would they be in such a hurry to find out the real culprit and retrieve the lost jewels.

"Which one is the lost jewel?" At this time, Ayatsuji pedestrians had already entered the working state, with an indifferent expression, and there was no chatting and laughing during the day at all.He is in the process of understanding the situation with the police. After all, there is no detailed explanation in the email from the Secret Service Section.

"It's the treasure of the town store - 'sky'." The somewhat elderly police officer said and took out a photo, on which there was a huge round and rare sky-blue diamond, whose shape was polished as smooth as a mirror , the faint blue inside is as dreamy as the sky, which is fascinating.

"It's really strange, why it was cut like this, like a glass marble." Kong Maoxiang took a long look, and he could only judge from the appearance because he didn't know how to appreciate and identify.

The police officer said, "Because it is said that its previous owner had a special request."

"Oh, that's it." Shota Sora nodded and stopped talking, afraid of interrupting the train of thought of Ayatsuji who was observing and thinking. "By the way, what's the condition of the deceased?" Ayatsuji pedestrian squinted his eyes and asked, "I heard it was a cardiac arrest? Did you have a history of heart disease?"

"No, but the deceased is 53 this year. Although he usually looks healthy, he may be in a sub-healthy state. After learning that his treasure was stolen, his heart could not bear the sudden arrest. Of course, it is not ruled out that he was robbed If he is kidnapped by bandits, he may die from fright.” The policeman said.

"No trauma?"

"No, there are scratch marks on his chest, which were scratched by himself when he fell ill. The autopsy report also shows nothing suspicious."

"What about surveillance?" Ayatsuji asked.

"No, yesterday this area of ​​municipal engineering was buried, and the power was cut off for a whole day."

"Is there such a coincidence in this world?" Sora Shota couldn't help asking.

"What do you think?" Ayatsuji asked back.

Sora Hair Shota shook his head, "I don't think so."

Ayatsuji Pedestrian did not speak, but focused on observing the situation in the store, until he stood in front of the glass floor-to-ceiling windows of the jewelry store and saw something, the pupils behind the brown lenses suddenly trembled, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"What's wrong?" Sensing that something was wrong with him, Shota Sora hurried forward to check, "Is there something wrong?"

Outside the window in the distance, there is nothing but elementary school students after school.

"Go and ask them if they usually play marbles." Ayatsuji pedestrian's expression turned cold, and he quickly pressed his hat. "I have something to disappear for a while, I leave it to you here."

After speaking, Ayatsuji walked away from the jewelry store and disappeared into the crowd.

At this time, Sora Hair Shota was completely stunned, but because of trust, he followed the other party's request and came to the side of the road with the police officer next to him, and asked a group of children at random.

"Kids, can you tell me that you usually like to play marbles?