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Matsuda Jinhei looked at the slender literary youth.

Different from him, and also different from the energy-saving Houtarou, what sent the chaotic steps over was the vigorous natural volume.

There are white bandages on the neck and arms, and the waving movements are so lively that they don't look like wounded patients—strange, it's not a wounded patient, but it's covered with bandages, cos Shiraishi Kuranosuke, and under the bandages are valuable gold protective gear.Regardless of the image of the second disease, Matsuda Jinhei fully feels Dazai Osamu's love for literature, and has the same name and surname as the author of "Disqualification in the World", which is worthy of being a lover of Disqualification in the World.

Osamu Dazai's tone of voice calling out to Chi Riko was bright and intimate.

——Another natural volume attracted by Chiriko.

This happened to confirm Chiriko's ingenious rebuttal: It's not that she likes natural curls, but natural curls like her.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Dazai Osamu with a hint of unfriendliness, but thanked him sincerely.

Osamu Dazai sent an invincible helping hand, and Ranpo's wisdom is equivalent to a fortress and artillery fire that can defeat ten thousand.

There is chaos, even if the event is difficult, it will be solved at the speed of light.The personal safety of Chiriko, who may have been coerced because of the one-billion-yen theft case, is no longer a problem, and he can go to Yokohama with peace of mind.

Matsuda Jinpei saw that Chiriko quickly crossed the cordon and walked towards the waiting Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai lowered his hands, naturally showing a happy smile, like someone waiting in the hallway to welcome his family home.

"Is that the 1000 million entrusted object?" Osamu Dazai smiled, and dragged the end meaningfully, "Looks like a smart child."

"It's not like, Conan is really smart. Although not as good as Ranpo."

"Oh. That's it." Dazai Osamu dutifully maintained a cheerful appearance.

Zhilizi paused as he pulled out the [-]-yuan bill.

Children are like fresh cement, no matter what falls on it, they will accept it without vigilance, leaving indelible marks.Osamu Dazai, who blocked the keyword of suicide, should not have left a deep hole with a strong style on Conan...it hit her firmly.

Osamu Dazai got closer.

The handsome face enlarged.

A flawless smile is within reach.

Zhilizi exhaled, curious and emotional: "Dazai-kun, are you Kaitou Kidd?"

You can change to a completely different mask anytime, anywhere, and the speed and contrast are astounding.

"Do I actually give you such a feeling, the magician under the moon who never misses? It's a pity that I am not, but I will disguise myself."

"Eh,"

Chiriko opened her eyes in surprise.

"Is it the kind of disguise that completely changes the face and even changes the shape of the body?" she asked.

"I used to pretend to be an old lady in need of help, and I perfectly fooled the helpful Chuya." Osamu Dazai said softly.

"……sharp!"

Whether it's Dazai Osamu's disguise skills, or the adjectives given to Nakahara Chuya.

That is, being helpful to describe the Mafia or something is weird, weird, weird!

No.

She really knows the strange mafia, and she is a healing man who wants to become a novelist.

Chiriko remembered that when she tested whether her bad luck was a supernatural power, the Oda Sakunosuke she saw was a messy natural scroll.Oda also raised five orphans with a meager salary. It is no exaggeration to summarize the impression Oda gave her by being helpful.

Oda and Osamu Dazai are good friends, but their differences are countless.

The common denominator at first glance is about the natural volume.

Osamu Dazai in front of him has beautiful natural curly hair, fluffy, fine and curly black hair.

He used to wear bandages because of the constant injuries.During the short time when she tested her abilities, Osamu Dazai, who was slack at work, had a fair reason to skip work. He held her hair firmly with one hand, and while working hard to study the method of hard tofu, which is harder than the skull, he successfully made something that can be done. Hard tofu with nails on it—the force was reciprocal, and then the hard tofu shattered, and his head was cracked, and he had to tie round and round white bandages to complement the soft black hair.

The hardness of firm tofu can be imagined.

Although it was a bit chewy, the hard tofu sliced ​​dipping sauce was surprisingly delicious.

What Chiriko remembers deeply is full of wonderful things.

Osamu Dazai gave her the impression that when he was making hard tofu, the color of his black suit was so elusive.

Casual conversation, nonchalant demeanor, inscrutable thinking... Now wearing warm-toned clothes, with a fresh smile, calculation and acting skills will not diminish, and will only grow into a more terrifying person with age.What hasn't changed is the image of the bandages and the fervent pursuit of suicide.The latter was temporarily sealed by her, leaving an eye-catching image problem, and with the super power of chaotic steps in front, it is not surprising that anything appeared.No need to explain.

Ah, random steps, hungry random steps.

Chiriko turned around after paying the money, and saw Ranbu staring at Conan intently, his squinted eyes opened for a rare moment, revealing green eyes as sharp as short arrows.

Ranbu pointed at Conan, and asked unceremoniously, "Who are you?"

"I'm Conan Edogawa." Conan smiled sweetly and introduced himself.

Luanbu's emotions can be easily distinguished by facial expressions, and he never hides them.

If you are happy, you will dance exaggeratedly, but on the contrary - it is like this now, revealing an unprecedented unhappiness, and wrinkling your face.

Why, what's wrong.

Unexpectedly, Luanbu stretched out his hand, and took off Conan's black-rimmed glasses neatly.

Hey, Chiriko was even more confused. She heard the low-pitched discussions among the criminals: "Did Ranpo-san forget to wear glasses?" "Are other people's glasses also valid?" Already?"——The props used by Luanbu to perform super reasoning are a pair of ordinary black-rimmed plain glasses.That is the gentle lie that Fukuzawa Yukichi bestowed on Ranpo. It is similar to the style worn by Conan, but the meaning cannot be replaced.

Ranpo cannot use other glasses.

What's more, Ranbu has not received a clear commission, or has shown obvious interest in the commission.

Obviously, he didn't intend to cast a supernatural power.

Conan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously touching his cheek.

Conan without glasses looks like a little Kudo Shinichi.

Chiriko thought, and took a step towards Ranpo.

She is the person in charge of Edogawa.

He took the glasses in a random step, and rushed towards her with strides, almost at the speed of a trot, like a running black cat, who was caught off guard in her heart.

All she could see was a fluttering brown cloak, shaking black hair, and puffed cheeks.

Zhilizi was led back a step, stood still, and hugged Ranbu.His head was buried on her neck and shoulders, and the hair resting on her neck was rough and pungent.Breathe in the refreshing smell of sparkling water.

Tried this flavor today.

This is all Chiriko caught.

"What's the matter, Luanbu, I can't carry you to the car."

Phew, Luanbu looked up, with Conan's black-rimmed glasses on one side, while holding the inconspicuous circular sticker to her eyes.

Chiriko narrowed her eyes slightly, and the round sticker was stuck to the fine wool from her knitted coat.

"I exchanged my candy for a tracker, Chiriko the idiot. Although the pair of glasses receiving the signal is out of battery," Ranpo pointed to the edge of Conan's glasses, showing her the subtle traces that are different from ordinary glasses, " But as long as the forensics department checks and compares the fingerprints on it, it will be clear that he did it and who he is. He looks like a child, so you are worried that something inappropriate will fall on him, but actual--"

Hey, hey, Conan's eyes are round, this is the famous detective in the rumors, Edogawa Ranpo who sees the truth at a glance!