Please let me have a dog on a leash, okay?

Today is the first "peaceful" meeting between the armed detective agency and the port mafia that can be recorded in the history of Yokohama.

The initiator is Atsushi Nakajima, the famous "Human Tiger" of the detective agency.

Of course, this meeting was a secret meeting, otherwise the first one who couldn't sit still would be the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

In order to prevent the port mafia from setting up an ambush and cheating, except for the necessary members of the detective agency, everyone else went to a secret base in the suburbs, waiting for a meeting with the port mafia.

The Mafia was much more on time than Kunikida expected.

I shrank uncomfortably behind the broad back of the president, trying to make my sense of existence less.

Dazai sat cross-legged on the stone, and when he saw Mori Ogai approaching, his expression was obviously complicated.

Kunikida looked around vigilantly, and was slightly relieved when he found no sign of an ambush. He couldn't help but glared at Nakajima who made this crazy suggestion again.

"Dazai-kun, long time no see."

Mori Ogai's voice always had a three-pointed smile. If it weren't for his identity as the boss of the port mafia, he would probably be an excellent voice actor.

Dazai sat up a little bit, looked up at him, "It was indeed a long time."

Mori Ogai said: "I don't know if I still have the coat I left for Dazai-kun?"

Dazai answered very simply, without the slightest hesitation, and even with ruthlessness, "Of course it's completely burnt."

While they were talking, I quietly shrank back behind the president. The president noticed my movement and took a step back calmly, covering me completely under his back.

I'm about to cry, President Fukuzawa is really a good man who is upright and considerate, once again I regret that I was born too late.

Kunikida watched me keep hiding behind the president, pulled my sleeve and whispered, "Kurihara, what are you doing!"

"I was wondering why I was born so late, otherwise, being the wife of the president of the detective agency would be a good choice."

Kunikida was so angry that he couldn't speak fluently, "You! You!"

My voice is not very loud, but in this extremely tense atmosphere, I can still be heard by those who want to hear it.

Mori Ogai chuckled, and jokingly said: "Your Excellency Lone Wolf's charm is unrivaled. If you can see it, I, an unfilial girl who ran away from the mafia with a man, can't be married to you." .”

I bother!You might as well not have this assist!

"The unfilial daughter he is talking about is you? And you ran out with a man?!" Kunikida pointed at me, and the whole world view collapsed.

Originally, he thought that it was enough for the detective agency to have Dazai, the mafia, but he didn't expect that there was a daughter of the mafia boss who was hiding deeper in the port.

Could it be that the detective agency has already been taken over by the port mafia? Kunikida scanned all the members of the detective agency except him and the president with vigilant eyes.

All of a sudden, I became the center of everyone's gossip. It is obvious that another protagonist, Osamu Dazai, who has no name in this gossip and can only be referred to as a man, is also looking at me gossiping.

I glared at him aggressively, and my eyes revealed: What are you looking at, believe it or not, I will goug out your eyes!

Dazai shrugged, his face full of innocence.

'Everyone is looking at you, not just me. '

I understood what he meant, and reluctantly moved out from behind President Fukuzawa, with a sweet smile on my face, "Father."

Kunikida's jaw almost dropped from my sweetness.

Nakajima complained silently in his heart: This sweet smile is so different from Kurihara-san's painting style that I can't bear to look directly at it.

However, what I said in the next second made them feel that it was Kurihara who was not surprised at all.

I still had a sweet smile on my face, "Hey, Father, are you still alive?" The expression on my face was as regretful as it was, "I was thinking of being a filial piety to you, but it's just a chance None for me."

Mori Ogai reacted calmly, but Nakaya, who was the shortest next to me, looked at me like a vicious dog looking at fleshy bones.

Mori Ogai said: "That's really a pity."

President Fukuzawa interrupted me and began to formally discuss this cooperation with them.

I stood at the back and shrank my neck in the face of Kunikida's unkind eyes.

"Kurihara, are you really the daughter of the port mafia boss?"

Nakajima complained unconsciously: "Why is the surname different? Could it be that it follows the mother's surname?"

Everyone in the detective agency's ears were pricked up, and they were completely indifferent to listening to the previous negotiations. Sure enough, anyone was irresistible to gossip.

I curled my lips and said, "How could that child lover have a wife?"

"Then Kurihara-san, how could you be his daughter? Could it be that Kurihara-san jumped out of a crack in the rock?" Kenji said innocently.

Nakajima: Kurihara-san is a human being, not a monkey grandson.

"He is my adoptive father, so you understand?"

They nodded to show they understood.

Kunikida opened his mouth to ask something, but I cut him off.

"I refuse to answer any questions about the port mafia."

Kunikida took one look at me and swallowed his words.

The negotiations between President Fukuzawa and Mori Ogai collapsed as expected.

Without the connection of common interests, the unity of empty talk is not reliable at all.

The detective society is afraid of the port mafia's final attack, and the mafia will not give trust to the detective agency for nothing.

President Fukuzawa said: "Since there is no result, at least tonight, don't come in the way."

Mori Ogai neither agreed nor disagreed.

In this seemingly absurd stillborn cooperation, no one knows whether the port mafia will interfere with the detective agency's operations tonight, stand by and stand by, or share a common enemy.

It took Ranpo a few minutes to deduce the location of Q.

To rescue Q, only Dazai can do it alone.

There is no battle plan, only a simple one, to regain control of Q from the combination.

Nakajima looked out the door six times, with palpable anxiety on his face.

In such a dignified atmosphere, I watched idol dramas and kowtowed melon seeds, which was out of tune with the tense atmosphere.

Nakajima leaned over and glanced at my screen, he was a little speechless at my behavior of playing drama, "Isn't Kurihara-san worried about Mr. Dazai?"

I spit out the melon seeds in my mouth and stared at my screen, "What is there to worry about? Boy, have you ever heard such a sentence."

Nakajima asked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"Good people don't live long, and disasters last thousands of years."

Nakajima: "..."

"Don't worry, Dazai's scourge doesn't die so easily, and he's not the only one going to get Q back."

Nakajima looked at everyone in the detective agency except Dazai, "Mr. Dazai made it clear that no one else from the detective agency will be involved in this matter."

The TV was at its climax, and the heroine who had been bullied all this time was finally blackened, planning to destroy the family of the second female lead who murdered her.

"He won't let other members of the detective agency intervene, but it doesn't mean that people other than the detective agency won't intervene."

Nakajima understood, "You mean, the port mafia?"

I nodded in affirmation of his words, and the TV just ended.I put away my phone, opened the window, and took a breath of fresh air.

In the far distance is rising smoke that cannot be seen from me.

The reunion of old friends and the joint defeat of enemies is a really exciting script.

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作为一个咕咕，我竟然43天没断更了，太不可思议了！！！感谢在2020-01-3000：28：20～2020-01-3023：08：30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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