world's best detective agency

Zhilizi picked it up and only called his name, and the control of the call was immediately controlled by Ranpo.

Luanbu held up his mobile phone and talked to himself, throwing dizzying fragments of thoughts here without a pause, the volume was high, the footsteps were pattering, and it was mixed into annoying music.

Except for his extraordinary reasoning ability, everything about Ranpo has "annoying" written all over it.

This is Matsuda Jinpei's most real personal experience.

Speak and order as you like, a detective is not an adult whose cognition grows well with age, but always a brat who has no scruples.

Wisdom far surpasses the random steps of ordinary people, just like a bear child controlling a unique weapon of mass destruction, making people helpless and obedient anytime, anywhere.Matsuda Jinhei heard Ranbu's words clearly, and a sense of fatigue and peace of mind suddenly surged up, maybe that one was slightly better, and the mixed flavors completely overwhelmed him.

Luanbu was obviously only three years younger than him, and if he measured it on foot, he could walk a short distance of up to 5 minutes, and he was not polite to let him carry it.

He does.Luanbu lay on his back, like stepping on a wooden horse in an amusement park.As he walked, he pulled his hair in random steps, and used it as a steering wheel and accelerator, accompanied by onomatopoeic words for riding and various commands to speed up.Luanpo is in the detective agency, and he is equally confident in supporting the 14-year-old strange newcomer.Not to mention the 29-year-old him.

No need for Zhilizi to explain to him, Matsuda Jinping deeply understands that the world of Ranpo is divided into himself and the "tool man" who makes him happy.

This is his personal opinion.

The "tool man" who makes Ranpo happy is different.

Matsuda Jinpei can vaguely feel that there is a ranking in the chaotic system.

The Metropolitan Police Department and him are behind, and they are tool people who can be replaced at any time.

The words thrown at random steps just happened to confirm this point.

The voice of Luanbu was already loud, and he was talking endlessly about his displeasure. He dared to doubt the results of the investigation of the materials by a famous detective. He must be an idiot, he must be an idiot!The last sentence especially emphasizes the syllables, highlighting the contrast: cooking and baking are a hundred times better than him, which makes him a newcomer who has no place in the office.

Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes slightly.

The attributives and tone used by Ranpo are filled with a subtle sense of exclusion, which excludes him.

No.

Not excluded.

He hadn't been inside since the beginning.

Ranpo claims that the rest of the world is divided into two categories, those who are grateful for the existence of a famous detective, and criminals who regret it too much.

According to Ranpo's classification criteria, Matsuda Jinpei classified himself as the former.For Ranpo, gratitude and admiration are true, but so is helplessness and annoyingness.The perception of the Metropolitan Police Department is basically the same as his, belonging to the former.Because of Zhilizi's guidance, it is better.Because getting along with Ranpo is limited to incidents, the time is relatively short.

The longer he has been in the office, the more times he has seen Chaos, and the more disturbing experience he has had.

The reason for the patience is not only to repay the favor, but also the selfishness to protect Chiriko and meet more.To bother Zhi Lizi, who has a lot of work, to repay her kindness is a justified reason.

His true thoughts are no different from criminals in front of Ranbu, and he has nowhere to hide.

Ranbu must have seen through it, and from time to time, in a clumsy but effective way, he showed the exclusive right of the bear room:

Chiriko is the "best tool" and no one can take it away.

This is his summary of Ranpo's tool theory. In Ranpo's eyes, everyone except Ranpo himself is a tool man.

Low-level tool people are like daily rewards that can be obtained repeatedly in the game. Once you get the advanced version of the props, you will naturally discard the useless ones.

Ranbu cares about it, and will show a little accommodating, and give a little special treatment in some aspects, in order to be able to continuously provide valuable, irreplaceable rare props.

At least for now it's unique.

For example, Zhilizi turned the office into a place to provide fun and satisfaction, and get rid of boredom and trouble.

As long as Luanbu comes over in his spare time, he will happily take a look.

Commissioning, you can do it whenever you want, and you can refuse it if you want. The client and the Metropolitan Police Department are respectful, and they regard the world's No.1 detective as an omnipotent god, a cute genius who only needs to be coaxed.

Everything outside the refusal belongs to Chiriko.

However, not all clients can be suppressed by contracts and laws.

There are also wicked people who do not understand or listen to human speech.

Zhilizi has no force to protect herself, she is delicate and beautiful.

Therefore, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help worrying, emphasizing that the most important thing for the interviewer was fighting skills.

The cooking and baking that makes Ranpo happy is far behind Chiriko's safety.

No matter what delicious high-end cuisine you want to eat, you can buy it with money.

The firm has no shortage of money and wisdom.

There is a coffee shop in front of the office, selling Ranpo's favorite light food.

When choosing a location, Zhilizi used Luanbu's eating preferences as one of the criteria, and decided to locate the office in a fast and convenient place.

As for the home cooking that cannot be bought in light food stores, Chiriko cooks it warm enough by herself, and cooks simple and clear dishes to convey the meaning of "home".

Although in terms of taste, it may not be comparable to the sold products, but the rustic heart is far beyond the comparison of other dishes.Compared with the red bean paste on sale, the one made by Zhi Lizi, who thinks she is not good at cooking, is better in softness and sweetness.

Ranpo likes the soft and sweet taste.

What Chiriko is good at is the way of accommodating chaos.

The recruitment requirements are also the first to be good at cooking and baking.

People's time and energy are limited, and the probability of security guards who are busy exercising their bodies and professional skills being good at cooking and baking is as low as almost zero.To meet this requirement, there are bound to be flaws in other aspects, and it is a fool's move to make a big deal out of small things.

Matsuda frowned.

Not only good at cooking and baking, but also car skills, fighting and reasoning, full of endurance... A perfect tool man who fully meets the above conditions cannot exist.If it exists, a person who can be called an all-rounder must have an easier choice, and it is impossible to come to the firm to be responsible for the nanny-style work wholeheartedly.

Those who come must have no plans.

The screen of the video call shook greatly, shaking him up and down, left and right, dazzling him.

Matsuda Jinpei caught Chiriko who passed by in a flash. Really, he is more concerned about things that involve his own safety!

He naturally trusted Ranpo's invincible mind.

However, in the face of absolute force, wisdom is like a fragile potato chip, which turns into bits and pieces after one bite, and the crumbs are scattered on the chaotic white shirt, which seems to be on Chiriko's body... In short, the one who sees through everything No matter how powerful "super reasoning" is, it can't match a solid bullet.

In the same way, Zhi Lizi decided that the criminal who stole the one billion yen incident was too tired to escape and had no time to retaliate.This is a rational judgment.

The prisoner is facing the overwhelming search and arrest of the police department. If there is other strong pressure, the prisoner is already on the verge of collapse, and it is easy to lose his mind, and it is difficult to calmly think about his situation and make an appropriate judgment. There are countless examples to prove , Many crimes were committed without premeditation, and the sense of grievance and anger exceeded the threshold at the moment, and the tools around them were picked up and released in the form of violence, resulting in an irreversible situation.

What Chiriko didn't consider was her own importance.

If the prisoner's "uncool" revenge succeeds, the head of the world's No. [-] detective agency is injured, or something more serious happens, causing him to go out of business, and an important and powerful part of fighting crime collapses in an instant. , The interests of the forces coincide with each other.

Since the establishment of the world's No. [-] detective agency and Ranpo's active presence in Tokyo, the crime rate in the Tokyo area has dropped year after year. This is the result of the Metropolitan Police Department's extraction and aggregation of big data over the past three years.

In deterring crime, a random step has an effect beyond imagination.

No matter how sophisticated a crime is, it will eventually be punished by the law in a fair and just manner.

Ranpo's performance is the most convincing evidence.

Therefore, chiriko is not 100% safe.

Ranpo who said "I am the No. 1 detective in the world" has been in Tokyo for a day, and the safety hazard has not been completely eliminated.

A lot of mixed thoughts flashed through Matsuda Jinpei's mind, why, eating snacks is in front of Chiriko's safety, cooking and baking are also in front.

There are also newcomers who make him no place to put him, Matsuda thought about it with a headache.

Patapata rushed into the reception room in disorder.

In the swaying picture, Matsuda Jinpei keenly glanced at the whole picture of the reception room, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Many unfamiliar faces appeared in the reception room, and it was unexpectedly lively.

There are too many people around the desk to deal with the commission.

One natural paper, two natural papers, three natural papers... Hey, hey, hey, this morning's interview should only recruit one person to fill his vacancy, right?

Could it be that if you can't meet all the recruitment requirements with quality, you should use quantity to make up for it. One is responsible for cooking, one is responsible for baking, one is driving, and the other is professional security?

Matsuda Jinpei recognized Houtaro, Conan and Osamu Dazai who met yesterday.

And yesterday afternoon in the car, the boy with natural curly hair was glimpsed from a distance in the rearview mirror.

Zhi Lizi said that he was a bit like him.

The boy with natural curly hair is painted on his face, has three distinct scars, and is wearing a TA-Q-BIN overalls. At first glance, he looks very much like a high school student detective Kudo Shinichi.

The young man was holding a bowl of chicken soup, scooped it up one spoon after another, blew heavily, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it twice. The smooth movement was mixed with a bit of stiffness as if death was at home.

Why is it this expression?

Matsuda Jinpei's doubts piled up like a mountain.

Those were the porcelain bowls and spoons that Chiriko bought.

The clear stewed chicken that Zhilizi made once tasted ordinary, and it was not so bad that it could not be swallowed and required acting skills.

Even if it doesn't suit your taste, please enjoy it.

He can only watch here, but can't taste the rustic and warm taste.

A strange young man dressed in pitch black, with rounded eyes and a ferocious expression, stared intently at the young man's movements.

That demeanor was very much like the strict soup supervisor in Matsuda Jinpei's memory.When a child is sick at an early age, some parents will use this look to ask the child to finish drinking the nasty potion without leaving a drop.Otherwise, you will do so at your own peril.Young children, afraid of their parents' cold faces and majesty, will drink up the potion obediently.

Natural curly boys and strange youths give Matsuda Jinpei such a feeling.

strangeness.

That said, it doesn't seem quite right.

Matsuda Jinping couldn't find what went wrong for a while.

The screen turned extremely fast, and the next moment flashed around the boy.

The boy is surrounded by Conan, a man and a woman whom Matsuda Jinpei doesn't know.

The expressions of the three of them naturally showed intimacy, enclosing the young man's movement tightly.

Osamu Dazai was holding three or four objects that he couldn't name, chatting and laughing with the chubby old man, nodding frequently.

Standing in the corner was another man with natural curly hair in black, gently wiping the pet in his arms with a handkerchief - with his keen eyesight, Matsuda Jinping recognized it at a glance, it was a wild and untamable North American raccoon!

Let me clear up a doubt first, the scars on the boy's face should come from raccoons.

The amount of information and changes displayed in the reception room is as if he left within 24 hours, or a year.

Matsuda Jinhei was thinking about how Ranpo would introduce "so many newcomers".

"Chong--!"

There was no room for him to think.

Ranpo uses a vibrant voice, imitating the sound effect of the game to reveal the answer, and makes a loud bang.

Matsuda Jinpei heard Ranpo's cheerful yet nasty laugh.

The mobile phone camera quickly aimed at the newcomer that Luan Bu had pointed out, leaving him nowhere to put him.

Matsuda was stunned.

Light blond short hair, wheat-colored skin, and outstanding features.

Compared with a few years ago, the face has not changed.It should be said that it seems to have stopped growing after middle school, a face that is extremely childlike.

With his memory, it is impossible to forget after seeing it.

The only difference is the expression on the other person's face.

What Matsuda Jinhei was familiar with was that the other party was the head of the entrance ceremony, and he looked impatient, and wrote "Are you looking for faults" brightly, and the so-called "unhappy" was so serious that he made enemies on all sides of the school.The "unhappy" in his impression is evoking a gentle smile of "I'm very happy" towards Luanbu... Hey, hey, hey, the blond bastard who is on par with him in fighting, what happened in the years when he has not heard from him? What kind of deformation meter has been experienced in it!

Surrounded by the three of them, and stared at by the death of one, Kaito Kuroba finally finished eating the Super Stewed Chicken quietly, almost biting off all the bones and swallowing it down.

"How?" Yukiko asked curiously.

Yukiko designed a new room for the Miyano sisters, near the kitchen.

The strange sound of thud thud thump came continuously, and she glanced slightly while waiting for the hair color to be dyed.Osamu Dazai's choice of ingredients and techniques are very special, and this super chicken stew is a recipe that she still needs to learn and grow.

The finished product looked quite normal. It was a delicious dish, with tender meat and a strong fragrance.

However, to let her have a taste, at least 10 minutes of courage must be brewed, and the process of peeking is forgotten first.

That's right, you have to be mentally prepared for it first.

Kuroba Kaito put down the porcelain bowl containing the broken bones, and nearby was the world's number one emerald within reach, reflecting a soft light.

Based on his rich experience in dealing with Ginzo Nakamori, he said that there are no complex high-tech mechanisms around this emerald, such as sensors, tracking elements, and cages falling down from the ceiling... There is really nothing near the coffee table, There was only one detective who was carried to the kitchen by Riko Mori, and then ran back with his mobile phone.

Kaito Kuroba quickly dealt with the situation that seemed to be going awry.

No one pays attention to the TA-Q-BIN he delivered.

Over there, the natural roll with super stewed chicken was chatting with Dr. Ali.

There was an unusual silence around the detective, only the detective's clear and smug smile could be heard.Edogawa Ranpo cut off the video call, "I am the world's No.1 detective with the strongest abilities!"

Hugging the natural rolls of Wounded Raccoon, nodding in admiration.

Everyone agreed tacitly for a while, and Kuroba Kaito nodded in conformity with the crowd, and replied softly.

In terms of taste alone, this super clear chicken can be called "very delicious".

As Mori Zhilizi said, it is a nourishing super clear chicken.

After Kuroba Kaito swallowed the first mouthful, he felt full of vitality, which flowed up continuously.The tiredness accumulated from staying up late a while ago was instantly washed away, and my whole body was refreshed.Kuroba Kaito felt like a game character who drank blue and red medicines, and now he could fly around Japan [-] times without any effort.

This can't be a supernatural dish specially prepared by a supernatural chef for Moriko Mori.

Super Chicken Consomme itself should be harmless.

Kuroba Kaito concluded, except for the eye attack that followed.

Almost all of the mental preparation he built was used to fight against the "death gaze"... and these three, like three mountains surrounded him impenetrably.

Experts in disguise discerned with sharp eyes that two of them were disguised.

The world's number one detective agency is really... amazing.

Not only has the world's number one supernatural detective, he suspends the work at hand and responds to Edogawa's chaos in every possible way, a six-year-old boy with wisdom far beyond ordinary people, an unidentified disguiser, a social fear holding a raccoon, and eyes that can The murderous youth, the high-tech that makes manpower infinite, and the super nourishing stewed chicken.

"I feel so energized, worthy of a super nourishing chicken consommé."

"...Oh. That's good." Yukiko nodded slowly.