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Conan disassembled the crab and threw the crab meat to Osamu Dazai, who pinched his hair and said it was inconvenient to eat the crab.

Hey, hey, he has a deep crab claw bite mark on his thumb, is it convenient?

Opposite him was Luanbu, who was chewing snacks and reading magazines, instructing him to speed up, and also waiting to be fed.

Luanbu went out with black tea in his hands, and when he came back, he was holding the magazine, smiling all over his face, his forehead hair became clean and tidy, obviously Chiriko had re-trimmed and dried it.Ranpo provoked him unceremoniously, a hundred times more willful than the Kudou couple.

Conan sighed.

In this kitchen, according to IQ and age, he has fallen from the high place he has always been admired to the bottom.

Even if his reasoning was no better than Chaos, he didn't have any dissatisfaction or jealousy.However, Ranbu, who seems to be the same age as him, is already 26 years old—you have also taken the medicine to rejuvenate!

In short, Conan felt like a clumsy house elf, repeating the action of removing crabs.

Cannot disobey the orders of Chaos.

If he disobeyed, he would not be so stupid as to punish himself, but he would be hit on the head severely by Luanbu.

Then, Ranpo would calmly show Chiriko an aggrieved expression, saying that he hurt his palm...it was obviously his head that hurt even more.

What really made him obediently and cleverly remove the crabs was the information from the man in black, and Chiriko did what he said.

From the never-wrong tipper: Suspicious men in black, affiliated with a transnational criminal organization codenamed alcohol.The one with blond hair is called Qin Jiu, and he is the leader of the organization.The other is gin's loyal underling, vodka.

"Gin and vodka, with rum, lemon juice, syrup, and a pinch of Coca-Cola, that's a classic Long Island iced tea—"

Osamu Dazai swirled the bottomless black tea and added sake.

"Tequila is usually added. The bars I go to, the bartender's preference, don't use gin and tequila at the same time, only gin. Also, there is bourbon, or bourbon instead of vodka Zhilizi, the sake you bought tastes too weak, and no one will use it as a code name. The purity of the alcohol is not high, and you will not be drunk after drinking ten bottles. It is like doing ten missions and failing all of them. .”

Both gin and vodka are strong drinks.

Rum, tequila, bourbon, may all represent a member of a transnational criminal organization.

Conan heard Dazai Osamu's brisk divergent thinking and thought deeply.

Zhilizi continued the topic: "Vodka is a product with a purity of up to 96%

The water of life is far better than medical alcohol.It's very light, but the power is poured in a glass.According to your theory, vodka should not be a subordinate of gin, it should be the well-deserved code name of BOSS. "

"It's not bad to make vodka a boss. However, the taste is close to water, and it's not good at all. The lips will be dehydrated instantly, numb, and super-uncomfortable." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

"you are amazing."

Zhilizi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Just a small sip will cause burning pain in the mouth, esophagus and stomach, which will be uncomfortable for at least a week.

Deliberately making hard tofu and smashing his head, frequently entering the water, eating poisonous mushrooms... It is a miracle that Osamu Dazai has survived intact until now.

"I'm so happy to be praised by you, Chiriko." Osamu Dazai laughed happily.

"It's not a compliment, it's a fact." Chiriko corrected.

"Then I'm even happier!"

"Let's talk about something interesting—" Luanbu cut off the conversation, and threw the magazine to him, "The mystery novel is really boring, here it is—"

Conan hugged reflexively. It was the latest issue of "Wild Age", his long-term mystery magazine.

The works that can be published on this are top reasoning writers, such as Kudo Yusaku and Kindaichi.It was Kindaichi's new work that I was looking at randomly, and the first chapter was published, and the story unfolded.

"I remember Kindaichi is committed to writing the ultimate mystery novel. Is the work written with this mood still boring?" Chiriko asked.

"Whether it's elementary or ultimate, I can see through it, boring!" Luanbu resolutely said.

"It's too simple, so it's boring. Chaos, how about you write it?" Chiriko asked naturally.

"Do you want to see?" Luanbu asked.

"No. It doesn't mean that you don't want to read it. What I mean is that the experience you write will be a little less boring than the experience you read. Because the latter is you playing against a reasoning writer, and the former has at least many opponents. Readers, the difficulty has increased in number."

Chiriko who was talking was making rice cake red bean soup.

Fry the rice cakes until slightly puffed and golden brown.Soaked red beans, add an appropriate amount of water, and cook them in a rice cooker at regular intervals—mix them together, and you can get a warm and sweet rice cake red bean soup.

The aroma of red beans mixed with rice cakes wafted in the air.

He walked wildly, raised his head, laughed, and his tone was lively, "Since you want to watch it, there's no other way. I'll think about it for a while on my business trip! I'll only tell you at that time!" He It is emphasized that this is a limited reward for accompanying him on business trips.

"I see. I will prepare a sweet drink to moisten my throat and quench my thirst." Chiriko brought the staple food over.

Conan looked at his bowl, fried rice cakes cut into cubes.

He also looked at the sweet and soft red bean porridge in front of Ranpo.

——Isn’t it right to mix the two together?

Conan looks at Chiriko.

Chiriko sat beside Ranpo, in front of her was fried rice cakes with crushed seaweed.

Sensing his doubts, she explained: "Ranbu doesn't eat non-sweet rice cakes, the rest will be wasted, so tonight is rice cakes and red bean soup. You are not picky eaters, Conan?"

"...No." He is 16 years old this year, and he is easy to raise.

"Do you want to add condensed milk or seaweed?" Chiriko asked.

"That's fine."

Conan said sincerely, unable to bear the slander.

No wonder I learned that the dim sum Lizi bought in the evening was red bean cakes, not red bean paste buns.

Otherwise, Luanbu will only eat the lump of bean paste in the center, leaving layers of white dough... Luanbu who does not cherish food will definitely be severely criticized by the kindergarten teacher.

But Ranpo is not the main character of rejuvenating and returning to kindergarten. Conan sighed and asked about the arrangements for tomorrow morning.

Since his identity has been seen through like transparent glass, there is no need for Chiriko to discuss education issues with Dr. Ali.

"Please ask Dr. Li to bring the invention. I have a hunch that this investment may be successful. Then there will be an interview with the applicant."

"It's so quick to bite the hook." Luanbu said vaguely.

"En." Chiriko smiled.The headhunter is responsible for screening out candidates who perfectly meet all the conditions. I just replied to her that there are more than one applicants who meet the conditions.

Osamu Dazai flipped through the phone with his other free hand, and the screenshot was enlarged to show, "Chiriko, no matter how you look at it, this article seems to be aimed at me: it's better not to have natural curly hair with fair complexion?"

Conan narrowed his eyes slightly to see the recruitment requirements.

No.

Please be conscious, with your IQ, it is impossible not to understand!

For you, it is obviously another one: normal personality.

"No." Chiriko denied.

"Then why? Matsuda-san is a typical curly boy, isn't he irreplaceable? Or should I say," Osamu Dazai had an epiphany.

Zhilizi stated the facts: "The only thing that is irreplaceable is Chaos."

"Ahahahaha—"

Luanbu chewed the red beans, his voice changed into a grunt, and he showed a satisfied smile, "Dazai, although you are getting more and more capable, you are still no match for me, a famous detective!"

"Strange, if you are good at cooking and desserts, but also good at fighting and driving, and good at gathering information, with a normal personality and strong endurance... I remember that sister Chiriko, you want to recruit bodyguards, right?"

Conan carefully listed the requirements, he barely met the three requirements, and was called the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Those who meet all the above requirements are sure to be independent and well-known detectives. There is no need to give in here—the applicant must have no intentions!

"Well. It's a useful tool man."