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Fukuzawa Yukichi finally gave her a light, slow, gentle, and unfamiliar pat on the head.

In addition to the calluses and rough marks left by long-term practice on the broad palm, there are also a few newly added scars, which are small and thin, and scabs have already formed.It was obviously not a human injury, Fukuzawa Yukichi is an extraordinary warrior.

It was a cat scratch.

Chiriko felt puzzled, and Fukuzawa Yukichi touched the tip of her hair with a softer and less skillful force than holding the cat, once, once, again... as if she was his favorite cat.

"President, president—!"

It was an energetic Ranpo, jumping off Nakajima Atsushi, rushing over with a set meal in both hands.

The clear and clear voice immediately moved from far to near, walking like a slippery glass ball in a marble soda, squeezed between her and Fukuzawa Yukichi without a doubt, stood still as if stuck, and spoke in a hurry , expressed his sincere thoughts to her without hesitation, "Chiriko, this is perfect for you to wear! Just imagine a little bit to know, this fact, you will fit well no matter what you wear! Last time I was the only one who saw it that is!"

Luanbu gave her a dazzling smile, a faint crimson color appeared on his cheeks.

Last time only Ranpo saw——

Chiriko was stunned when she heard that Ranpo was just stating the facts, but the effect was far greater than pleasing her.

Ranpo put an accent on the sentence.

After half a second, Chiriko realized that he was talking about the completely different collocations in Poe's novel world: he was walking around in a kimono, and that peach heart-neck dress that didn't match the kimono was very suitable for her. face.

This sailor suit seems to have a similar effect.

Regardless of whether it was a happy or shy expression, Chiriko's eyes filled with a heartfelt smile.

Ranbu raised his head a little triumphantly, then turned around and looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"You wait until tomorrow to coax Zhi Lizi! Don't take away my exclusive attention today!"

This is really Fukuzawa Yukichi's favorite "cat".

Zhilizi listened to the truth revealed by Luan Bubu, Fukuzawa Yukichi's method of coaxing people was much more blunt than Ranbu's, so much that she didn't realize that it was coaxing her.It wasn't until Fukuzawa Yukichi looked away slightly that Chiriko caught a little bit of the embarrassment and embarrassment that Fukuzawa Yukichi tried his best to conceal.

Fukuzawa Yukichi withdrew his hands without changing his face, and folded his hands into the wide sleeves of the kimono.

Chiriko held back a smile and met Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes.

She called: "Fuze-san."

Fukuzawa Yukichi responded, "Yes."

Chiriko said, "I have a sincere suggestion."

Fukuzawa Yukichi responded again: "En?"

Zhilizi couldn't help laughing, "Thank you. But the movements are really too stiff - next time you can practice with a strong random step. Ranbu is not a cat, and won't scratch you because of disgust."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was silent for a while.

Ranbu thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed: "Since it is the demand of Chiriko and the president, there is no other way!"

"... Ah. You are not a cat that can scratch people. It's okay to scratch." Fukuzawa Yukichi finally continued, "Drink miso soup while it's hot...it's very suitable for you."

Fukuzawa Yukichi stretched out his hands to grab Ranbu's black hair that was blown by the wind, smoothed the curled forehead hair, and then walked away quickly without saying a word.

After knowing Lizi, the last "it suits you" in a soft voice was also said to her.She got another affirmation that this sailor suit chosen by Tanizaki Naomi is very suitable for her.Drink the miso soup while it is hot, and ask her to go back to the room and have breakfast quickly, so as not to be hungry—Fukuzawa Yukichi’s advice is just like his method of coaxing people, and it takes keen observation to understand.

Ranpo narrowed his eyes happily, and handed over the big lunch box with his body temperature, the aroma of miso soup faintly slipped out.

Chiriko smelled the smell of fish bones mixed with radishes and her favorite pickles, as Ranpo said, this is a breakfast that suits her taste.

Chiriko turned to Atsushi Nakajima, who obediently greeted Fukuzawa Yukichi not far away and wiped the sweat on the back of his left hand.

Atsushi Nakajima is holding a bunch of different foods in his right hand, he drank half of the marble soda, two boxes of bean paste-flavored Daifuku that Ranpo likes, one-third of it has been lost, and a large bag of shelled sunflower seeds... Zhong Atsushi Shima straightened the food in his hand and put it all on the counter near the door.

"Thank you, Dunjun, for your hard work."

"No, no, I don't work hard." Atsushi Nakajima waved his hand quickly, "Thanks to Ranpo-san, I memorized all the roads around here. Many people greeted Ranpo-san on the road and knew that I was from the detective agency Newcomer, he is very warm to me. Ranpo-san also told me a lot of important things, such as affordable clothing stores, delicious snack shops, Chiriko-san, your...what do you like! In short, I learned a lot, It's me who is in trouble!"

Ranbu glanced at it and nodded to show that he understood.

Zhilizi can guarantee with a set meal that suits her wishes, and she didn't think so much when she was ordering people around.

At this time, it is the morning rush hour for work and school, so it is not convenient to take a bus here.Random steps just feel that if you walk by yourself, your feet will get tired.And of course he had to choose and bring back the agreed upon breakfast, so he coaxed it.

Zhi Lizi nodded, "That's good. If you can think so, Dunjun—today is your first day of employment, come on!"

Atsushi Nakajima nodded heavily, and suddenly realized that he forgot to explain, and hurriedly said: "Ah, Chiriko-san, that is a gift for you and Ranpo-san, sunflower seeds and red bean Daifuku. The sunflower seeds have been shelled and can be eaten directly , is the cream flavor recommended by Ranpo-san. Because I was in a hurry to come back, I didn’t ask the clerk to wrap it in a beautiful package, sorry.”

"It's a gift, thank you."

Chiriko turned her head and looked carefully at the sunflower seeds that seemed out of place at first glance.

Pale yellow, bright yellow, burnt yellow, and uneven warm colors are densely piled together, which is pure gift.

She turned back, "...Dun Jun, if you don't mind, let me give you a suggestion that will work in most situations."

Nakajima responded quickly.

“Later on, if there is a need to pick out gifts for people other than us, especially women, it is far better to give a sunflower directly than its fruit. Lodenkin and Little Becca sunflowers are two beautiful sunflowers, the former being a bright yellow , the latter is a brilliant orange-red, implying brilliance, warmth, and loyalty, and it is not easy to make mistakes."

Uh.

Atsushi Nakajima swallowed the fact that the sunflower fruit was more satisfying to Ranpo than the bouquet, and replied: "Okay."

Whether it's Ranbu's firm objection or Chiriko's completely opposite suggestion, the beautiful flower language that people bestow on Sunflower will not change, just like his more determined mood will not change.

The articulate sound of the morning news was heard in the room, and Chiriko packed up the lunch box after eating, and she began to deal with the mail that had accumulated day after day.

Today, I wanted to coax her to walk in disorder. I just stuffed the clothes and bed cover I changed yesterday into the washing machine. I accidentally poured too much laundry detergent. The white foam quickly filled the entire drum, and it seemed that it was even about to leak from the gap.

Luanbu pressed the quick wash three times, but failed to clean the foam that seemed to proliferate by itself, so I had to follow her advice, squatting down to take out all the clothes that were washed sticky, first wipe the inside of the drum with a clean rag Clean it, clean it with the self-cleaning function, and tuck your clothes in—doing so in a rambunctious manner, murmuring thoughts about the stupid morning news.

The endless topics ranged from the news about the firm, to the newcomers who still have some merits, and then suddenly jumped to the happy self-report. Everyone who met and greeted him this morning publicized:

"Now he is not only a super reliable detective, but also a super reliable dating partner!"

Chiriko couldn't help laughing, which made Ranbu's tone less angry.

She skipped the random step and clicked on it. From Coulom's summary, she found Amuro Toru's report first.

It is the undercover diary handed over to the organization by Amuro Toru.

At the same time as sending it to the organization, no, before that, an identical copy will be sent to her first.In the uncertain part, Toru Amuro will appropriately ask a famous detective for advice. This is a harmless tool to prove the sincerity of wanting to cooperate, and it is also a means of testing.

In fact, Zhilizi didn't remember such a thing.

It was Ranpo who told her that yesterday's undercover diary was quite interesting.

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"Welcome to the World's No. [-] Detective Agency in Edogawa Ranpo Supreme" Second, as mentioned in the previous report, based on my personal experience, the way to break up the firm is to let the firm recruit another detective. Those who can save the most effort.

In other words, send the office a more useful supernatural person.

In this way, the supernatural beings are indisputably plural.

The Ability Section has a fair and just reason to convict a firm that conducts business aggressively of an illegal association.

Of course, sending another supernatural person to the agency that they want, which Edogawa Ranpo and Moriko Moriko agree to, is itself a difficult matter—it can be handed over to a force that needs a supernatural power business license. Do it, and the organization sits and waits for the results.

In any case, the organization will not suffer any damage, and can even get a high intelligence fee, and use the smallest benefit to win over the loser in this dispute.

Today, Ranpo Edogawa and Riko Mori are not in the office.

My job was to take care of Edgar Allan Poe and Edogawa Conan who stayed at the office.

Oreki Houtarou goes to school normally.

Edgar Allan Poe wrote in his house.

Except for the meal time, he would open the door to pick up the food I sent, and hand over the clean plate to me at the next meal time, and then take another food, without any chance to see him again.

Edogawa Conan is a first grade elementary school student.

I drove, and first sent him to bring Kidd's nemesis (Edgar Allan Poe's pet, a raccoon named Carl) to the Metropolitan Police Department, and then sent him to school as usual went.

The goal of Phantom Thief Kidd is an emerald bigger than the Green Dream brought by Edgar Allan Poe from the United States.

I heard that the emerald was bought by him at a high price, and he designed the pattern himself and hired a special person to make it.Edgar Allan Poe's only friend Mori Chiriko, and his old enemy Edogawa Ranpo, the color of the pupils is green.

At present, the emerald is placed generously on the coffee table in the reception room of the office.

The only guardian is KidKe, who flicks his tail.

And probably me.

The Second Search Section led by Police Officer Nakamori did not get the entrustment to guard the emerald, so they had to guard closely at the nearby street intersections, carefully inspecting everyone passing by, and pinching everyone's face.

Clients who made an appointment to come to the office today all stayed away from here, saying that they would come back another day, or call me to inform me of the commission.

Visitors are almost zero.

The only two visitors were two high school detectives who came in after Edogawa Conan after school.

Heiji Hattori, who clamors that Kidd's nemesis is simply ridiculous, wants to challenge the world's No.1 detective, and will never lose to another challenger.

And, Kudo Shinichi.

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