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

Dazai sent me downstairs, I dug into my pocket for a long time, took out a small box, and handed it to him casually, "Here, here it is for you."

He took the box, opened the cover, and inside was a watch with exquisite workmanship. Although he didn't understand luxury goods, he could tell that the watch was expensive.

This is a new limited edition of the G family. When I was browsing ins, I saw the promotional picture. The silver dial and strap look simple but the design is very thoughtful.

After I placed the order and saw the debit information of the bank card, I regretted it too late, but I bought it all and I was too lazy to return it. Thinking that Dazai’s birthday is coming, I was too lazy to go to the second-hand market to buy out-of-season scarves for gift He, just give him this watch.

Now I suddenly feel that sending a watch does not have a good meaning.

"It looks very valuable." Dazai said.

Hearing his right tone, I felt something was wrong, and said cautiously: "You don't want to sell it and pay back the debt of the coffee shop, do you?"

Dazai's guilty performance made me affirm my thoughts, I snatched my watch back, wiped off the dust on it, "I'd better wait for Chuya-chan's birthday, and give it to him as a birthday present."

"Give it back to me!" Dazai snatched the watch back, clasped it on his hand involuntarily, and shone it again and again in the sun, "How can that dark little man hold this elegant watch? I should compare it with it." take."

After I got into the taxi, Dazai went upstairs humming a tune in a good mood.He rolled up his sleeves so that everyone in the detective agency could see his shiny silver watch on the white bandage at first sight.

He coughed, interrupted Kunikida who was working, raised his hand and said, "What time is Kunikida-kun?"

Kunikida's eyes turned from the computer to Dazai, the watch on Taizai's wrist reflected the sunlight, dazzled the eyes.

Seeing that Kunikida saw his new watch, he "tsk", "Forget it, I'll just look at my watch myself."

He exaggeratedly raised his arms and walked around the detective agency, intentionally or unintentionally showing off the valuable watch on his wrist.

Kunikida wondered, "What's wrong with him?"

Nakajima held the newspaper and leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Dazai looks like the peacock in estrus that I saw when I visited the zoo with Kyoka last time."

Tanizaki went to the tea room to fill up the water and passed by them, and he also leaned over to join the ranks of complaining about Dazai.

"Did you see the shiny watch on Dazai-kun's wrist?" Tanizaki asked mysteriously.

Nakajima nodded, "I see, Mr. Dazai showed off."

I have never seen Mr. Dazai show off so much after buying a new thing. The last thing he showed off was the "Complete Suicide Manual", which he regarded as a masterpiece.

"I secretly took a picture, searched the pictures on the Internet, and found this watch." He gestured three times, "Do you know how much this watch costs?"

Nakajima estimated Mr. Dazai's financial situation, and said conservatively, "Thirty thousand?"

Kunikida beat his eyebrows and gave a bold number, "30?"

This number is already astronomical for Dazai, who has been paying credit in coffee shops all year round and has no savings.

Tanizaki shook his head and gave them a number, which made Nakajima's mouth open unconsciously in fright.

"300 million!"

Nakajima guessed, "Mr. Dazai won the lottery?"

"Dazai!" Kunikida looked at Dazai very seriously.

"Does Kunikida-kun want to ask me what time it is?"

Kunikida looked down, looked at his watch and said, "Osamu Dazai, where did you get the stolen goods, return them to the Yokohama Police Station quickly."

"Huh? Kunikida-kun, what are you talking about?"

Kunikida grabbed his hand and said, "Don't you understand? Return the stolen goods to the police station."

Dazai slapped his hand away, carefully wiped the watch, "This is a gift from Xiaobai, it's not some stolen goods."

Tanizaki scratched his head, his tone a little envious, "Is the salary of the black organization so high? Can you afford a 300 million watch?"

I really want to change jobs, and then buy the skin care products that Naomi has always wanted to buy but thought they were too expensive and didn’t buy them for her.

After get off work, do you want to ask Kurihara if the organization in black still needs people?Or let the president send another undercover agent to organize the organization, so that one person can get two salaries.

Simply happy.

Nakajima looked at Tanizaki with a strange expression, "Tanizaki-kun, your thoughts are a little dangerous."

"Ah?"

"You just said what's in your heart." He pointed at Kunikida, whose face was completely disfigured.

Tanizaki said awkwardly, "I'm off to work."

When I first got home, I didn't know the turmoil caused by the detective agency with just a watch.

I took my notebook and went to Poirot to browse the Internet, ordered a glass of iced Americano, and started to write a mission report for Belmode.

Toru Amuro served coffee, sat next to me, and asked in a low voice, "I heard that Kurihara was sent to Yokohama for a mission?"

I raised my eyebrows to look at him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Amuro is very well informed. I'm not writing a report right now, and I plan to use gorgeous rhetoric to cover up the fact that my mission failed. Unfortunately, I am not talented enough. Mr. Amuro, please help me."

"Kurihara-san is so rude, you just told me that the mission failed so easily."

I wrote a large section of the report, deleted, deleted, corrected, and tried my best to write about my life under Fyodor as hard as possible, and farted in the rainbow about the welfare policy of the Black Organization and what about the Black Organization how good.

I shrugged and said, "There's nothing wrong with that, maybe you'll be able to see the whole process of my mission failure on the social news tomorrow."

But it's also possible that they can't see it, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division will probably cover up the scandals related to their image.

Three hours later, I moved the computer screen to Amuro Toru, and asked him expectantly, "How is it? Is my writing gorgeous? Is my tone sincere? Do you feel tears in your eyes after reading it?"

My three repeated questions made Toru Amuro couldn't help but praise me, "Sir, I'll hand in this report, I think it will be used as a promotional document for recruiting new recruits." This praise seems to be a fake winery, Amuro complained in his heart.

With Mr. Amuro's praise, I think my three hours are worth it.

I pointed to the blueberry, mango, and strawberry cakes on the menu, and said generously, "Give me this, this, and this, and I will use three cakes to replenish my three hours of necrotic brain cells."

I looked at the three cakes in front of me, happily took a bite out of each of them, and if one cake wasn't enough, I ordered three.

It's just that after eating those three cakes, I'm going to be in the gym for three hours.

Calories are indeed something that makes people feel overwhelmed with happiness. Life is short, so of course you have to enjoy yourself in time.

"Sister Kurihara, are you a pig?"

I haven't seen Conan for so long and he still hasn't grown taller. I bent down and pinched Conan's white and tender face with a smile, and the white cream on my hand also rubbed on his face.

I squinted my eyes and said maliciously: "Conan, why are you growing and shrinking?"

In terms of making up, I have never lost. I said to Lan Jiang who came over: "Lan Jiang, you should let Conan drink more milk, how can he grow shorter and shorter."

Conan climbed onto the stool and said in a milky voice, "I'm still young, and I can still grow taller."

How come these words sound familiar, the little man with ochre-haired hair who was 160 tall also said the same thing back then, but after four years of separation, he didn't grow an inch.

I said deeply: "A friend of mine once told me so."

Lan Jiang heard me mention my friend for the first time, and asked curiously, "And then?"

"Then the hat he used to hide his 160 height got taller and taller."

Toru Amuro, who was passing by, recognized who I was talking about, with a small arc on the corner of his mouth, and joked: "If Mr. Zhongyuan hears you say that about him, Mihua Town will probably be demolished by him."

Conan widened his eyes and looked up at Toru Amuro, "Brother Amuro, do you also know sister Kurihara's friends?"

Toru Amuro nodded, "The last time I met Kurihara-san and her friend."

Conan raised his head and said cutely: "I wonder who Kurihara-san's friend is."

"I'm curious, it's just the captain of the demolition brigade."

"The demolition brigade?"

Conan still wanted to ask, but was interrupted by a phone call. I pressed the answer button, and after a few seconds, I rejected the person on the other end of the phone without hesitation.

"No, why did you ask me to go with you to the premiere of your movie?"

"I'm not interested in your movies at all?"

"Don't use your name as senior to pressure me!"

"I, Kurihara Shiro, even if I don't stay up all night, I don't want to watch the movie you're in."

I just boasted about Haikou, but I still arrived at the movie theater on time at midnight, and met with the thief-like Masaharu Nioh.

He wears a mask, and wears a hat on his head at night, buttoning his signature silver hair tightly. He still holds the popcorn and Coke necessary for watching movies.

I took a sip of the Coke, and the lipstick was printed on the transparent straw, "Senior Nioh, there is one thing that has troubled me for a long time."

"Are you going to confess to me? Although I am the dream of thousands of girls, it is my honor to be liked by Kurihara-senpai."

"No, you are thinking too much. I want to ask if you have albinism? Why is your hair silver?" It is also very strange to say that the hair of the people in their tennis club is also strange.

I can understand the ochre-colored hair of Chuya-chan, because he is not human at all, but those in the tennis club can't be born with natural hair color at first glance.

King Ren leaned close to my ear mysteriously, and whispered: "Shh, this is a secret, you can't tell it!"

I checked the tickets for the young lady at the cinema with a blank expression. She looked at my face and said enthusiastically: "I hope this movie can make the young lady happy."

Nioh chose a good location, and the viewing effect is very good.

Since it was the premiere, I was surrounded by beautiful girls, and I was definitely a fan of Nioh at first glance.

When he was in college, Nioh-senpai was eager to perform, and he often played the role of Yagyu-senpai to hook up with girls, and the provocation of Yagyu-senpai was called a scumbag every three days.

I once suspected that Nioh-senpai purposely ruined Yagyu-senpai's reputation, so that Yagyu-senpai could not have a sweet love, so that he could occupy Yagyu-senpai alone.

Back then, I was really tormented by crispy duck novels.

Nioh's movie this time is a literary film that is not good from the name to the soundtrack to the story. It is completely different from his previous award-winning "Sakura".

I put on a blank face, taking a sip of Coke.Popcorn, Nioh went to the toilet and came back and asked me, "Where did the show go?"

"I..." I looked at him very sincerely, "I think the acting is very deep, you can see for yourself."

After the film ended, we planned to wait for everyone present to leave before leaving. During the period, Nioh-senpai asked me, "How is it?"

I opened my sleepy eyes, and said sincerely again: "Senior Nioh, this movie is suitable for those who suffer from insomnia, it is really hypnotic."

He knocked on my head, "Is this how you treat your senior's hard work?"

I said with a guilty conscience, "Why don't you tell me, Senior, what happened next?"

Nioh looked at the ceiling of the movie theater for a long time, and then slowly said: "I fell asleep in the back too..."

So why should I waste such precious time to accompany this [-]th-tier starlet to watch his bloody movies? !

Life is really not worth it.

But I never expected that when I woke up, I would be popular all over the country.

The author has something to say:

Why a mouthful.Popcorn should also be shielded 2333333

感谢在2020-02-2618：42：19～2020-02-2701：19：00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: Qi San'an 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of African humming monsters;

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