Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Although there are complaints on the lips, and there was even hopelessness at one point, don’t travel to Yokohama in the future, but the idea of ​​solving the problem from the root is simple and rude.

But Shiori doesn't actually have that kind of feeling that can be called "hating" or "repelling" the little detective.

Of course, the future of the other party has nothing to do with her, and the consequences are basically for him to bear. The mentality of watching and eating melons is also the key to this view.

But in any case, Edogawa Conan is a child with a strong sense of justice and a good mind, but obviously has no social experience, only the truth, and black and white.

In this society, there are very few such people, and what they do is something that Shiori would not do, but in a way, they still appreciate such youthful loyalty.

After all, the younger you are, the more rewarding you are for killing yourself and being beaten by society.

Still a teenager after thousands of sails return is really just one-thousandth of chicken soup, and the remaining 999 is usually the poisonous kind.

As we get older, our ability to be frustrated is generally not that strong. (No)

The four of them sat down in the leisure area of ​​the amusement park. There were people coming and going around them, and the sound was very noisy, but because of this, it overshadowed the communication and concealed itself.

"Forget it."

Shiori looked helplessly and was a little nervous, but she still had a little disapproval in her heart, a little detective who didn't know what she had done, and waved at him.

"Don't worry about eavesdropping or locators, just pretend it doesn't exist."

"Eh?"

"The other party must have found out, after all, the children he taught to play eavesdropping and locating Thief Six."

After all, this kind of pediatric method is left over from Dazai's play.

"Dazai used it on you before?"

From the last sentence, I felt a strong resentment, and Fukuzawa Yukichi realized it later.

"When we met for the first time, I liked to carry a bug in my pocket, which was a surprise. This gift made people feel the simplicity of Yokohama's folk customs in an instant."

Shiori showed a serious but calm expression on his face, and spread his hands.

"Cough, sorry."

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his face away, and once again found Shiori's miraculous ears that connected with her mind were drooping and dangling in front of his eyes.

"It's okay, Mr. Dazai's bills with me have been folded three to five centimeters thick, I just want to care when he can settle the money."

With a blank face, just want to collect money.

"It's probably not clear."

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Shiori who was obviously putting on airs, but he responded cooperatively.

"Then I despise his labor too, absolutely don't let him come here to work to repay the debt...Forget it, let him owe it. At this time, I really want to resell him to his former boss to repay the debt. Mr. Sen will not return it to him. Is there a place?"

"He's not going back."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said seriously.

"I know, I have a sense of proportion. Sorry."

Shiori and Fukuzawa Yukichi sang together, and the amount of information in a few simple conversations was overwhelming, and the topic obviously revolved around the person named Dazai.

Conan had seen the young man named Osamu Dazai before. He was a strange-looking peacekeeping young man with a smile on his face, as if he had been covered with a mask.

At this time, his mind was spinning quickly, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

"Next, I know that you are very curious, but please be sure to put away your irrepressible curiosity and exploration psychology at this moment."

Shiori clapped her hands to interrupt the little detective's brainstorming, and directly defined it.

Right now, Mori Ogai's attention should not be on the curious little detective, and that little prop should be able to be fooled.

"why?"

The boy's expression became blank, but at the same time, he had some more accurate guesses in his heart.

"Haihara-san should have guessed a little bit?"

Shiori shifted her gaze to the little girl who was silent but carefully observing.

"Well. That doctor is dangerous."

She nodded, pretending to be shy and shaking Edogawa's hand unnaturally.

"A perfect answer. So this is the end of this matter. Amusement park, isn't it delicious? VIP access is still half a privilege. The idea is to reduce queuing time, isn't it delicious?"

Edogawa Conan thought for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold back his pursuit of the truth.After thanking Shiori for her kind reminder...

"No, as a detective, the truth is what I strive for."

"Detective Edogawa's curious terminal cancer is just a few casual words, and there is no way to dispel his thoughts with specious words."

Hui Yuanai was not surprised by this at all, he casually added milk and sugar to his coffee, and his attitude was much more relaxed.

Okay, those words just now are really useless.

"Okay, then tell me what you know, and I can tell you the answer if you can."

# # #

Shiori sighed.

Mao Lilan can be regarded as a friend to Shiori, and MAFIA's style of doing things has always liked to associate with each other and value face.Once you really provoke them, your quality will never be left behind.

Simply setting up a simple mode for Conan and mentioning things that can be put on the table a few times is better than him being foolishly crashed into the abyss without knowing how to expose himself.

"What exactly does Mr. Sen do?"

"According to his own account, he used to be a private doctor and now works in a small and insignificant company."

Conan recalled the decadent middle-aged man with an unshaven beard when he first met him, but at least in terms of medical skills, he was definitely not as ordinary as he said.

He was very skillful in carrying out first aid work, and made an effective judgment on the current situation of the amnesiac woman.

He is also good at giving instructions, and even gives simple and easy-to-understand instructions to elementary school students who may not have sufficient medical knowledge in just a few minutes.

"Almost, although it does have a self-deprecating meaning, but the accident is quite accurate."

What are you kidding?

Edogawa Conan's face was full of doubts.

"This city, Yokohama, is dominated by two major forces other than the government. One of them is Hong Kong Hei, which is less than two kilometers away from this amusement park. Speaking of which, I seem to have seen the name of Port Co., Ltd. from the investor. Hey, is this a joint venture circled by Alice with a crayon?"

Shiori began to stretch the time line unhurriedly, and chatted a few nonsense in a leisurely manner.

"The former leader of prtfia is getting older and more tyrannical. For some boring reasons, a large-scale war has been set off throughout the city."

The Conan element, who just wanted to say that he was not that interested in the history of other cities, felt it, and shuddered suddenly.

"The ancestors who were seriously ill in bed still gave the order to kill all people when they were unconscious, and then, by a very coincidence——"

This is when she paused suddenly and chuckled dramatically.

Conan's heart trembled and he held his breath involuntarily.

"He died suddenly, leaving behind a will to pass on the title of leader to his own personal doctor."

"What do you think of this story? It's interesting."

!!!

Following Shiori's gentle and casual whispering explanation, Conan felt that the noisy joy of the crowd around him seemed to have been automatically isolated by his ears.

He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him who was stirring the straw in the drink cup in boredom, not knowing what to say.

"Speaking of which, the so-called witness seems to be Mr. Dazai."

So, from a certain point of view, it is quite a miracle that Osamu Dazai is still alive and kicking.

Obviously, he has been trying to die, but he can't die no matter what.

"Need I be more explicit?"

Seeing the little detective's face gradually changing color, Shiori, who was deeply satisfied with her bad taste, raised her finger very readily.

"Shiori, be careful, you're scaring them."

Fukuzawa Yukichi found that he simply stepped on the brakes during the whole process, and he could even automatically beautify the expression on the little girl's excited face while making up stories.

"Okay~ So the truth is that Dr. Sen killed the ancestors and forged the will, and now he is in the position. Now the position is not stable, and he can even go out happily with the little girl to play hide-and-seek in the amusement park, above."

Shiori quickly threw out the last sentence.

No sense of proportion was paid at all.

I'm so happy to skin it.

I was wrong, I will definitely next time.jpg

"By the way, I have briefly checked the information of detective Mori Kogoro. He should have a close relationship with the police."

"However, in Yokohama, such a network is useless. As I mentioned just now, the Port Co., Ltd. should find out."

Although I hate this kind of name, generally speaking, no one would call it that way, but Mori Ogai rounds it up, and it can indeed be called the president.

"So, now you can obediently hand over all the information you know, and then play with the big pendulum as if you don't know anything."

"Why... the government would agree to such a society as a legal existence?"

Shiori paused after hearing this question.

Obviously, she didn't expect the other party to be so stubborn.

Thoughts flowed involuntarily.

I don't know why, but I feel like I was stabbed by Conan in the heart.

"It's an exchange of interests."

She heard herself say something calmly that might be more shocking to Conan and break his worldview than the extremely unscientific existence of supernatural powers and the like.

"The world we live in has never been black and white, it's..."

"Use one person's life as an exchange to obtain the result of the optimal solution of interests."

Saying that, I suddenly wanted to write to Mr. Odasaku.

I don't know if his new book has any ideas, so I might as well write a story about an aspiring young man struggling to defeat an unscrupulous boss as a practice.

Ok.

She felt that the villain's name was Morin Taro, which was quite good.

Shiori said that she can pre-order twenty copies!

The author has something to say: Gang Hei is a serious company, so Sen is really a serious president

It seems to be some kind of corporation.

Known: Conan / Brewery Traditional Arts (bng)

Also known: Amusement park investors Fang Hong Kong and Hei

Also know: MAFIA is an organization that pays attention to face and kindness

Draw conclusions——

Visually, after writing the Amusement Park, there is still a dungeon ending. I am starting to get tired near the end. The extra episode has if crossing the line, Baozi: Kurosaki's four generations live together (no), and the young poem Honmaru's two or three things are connected to the president's crossing (Mori Ou) Sending a congratulatory message) I still have to decide what I want to see, I feel like I want to write a side story but I don’t want to write the main text...