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"...until you die, until your corpses are buried in the soil of this city, until you become the nourishment of this city."

Sira's voice sounded in the entire closed conference room. Although her voice was not loud, the other two people present still heard her words clearly.

The female voice, which should have been called soft and gentle, became quite majestic in this situation. On the one hand, Nakahara was shocked by his inability to control "gravity", and on the other hand, he was still surprised by Sira's performance at the moment.

Ming Ming was just a beautiful young lady when we first met, and when we met again, he was also a helpless Yamato Nadeko who needed to be rescued by himself.

But at this moment, the other party still had that gentle face that was similar to his own. Even if he couldn't raise his head, Zhong Yuanzhong could still imagine the kind and gentle smile on that face.

However, at this moment, listening to the other party's voice, Zhong Yuanzhong suddenly became uncertain.

He wondered if he had always judged people too much by their appearance.

No one knew Chuya Chuya's thoughts, and the other two parties were performing a more important ceremony.

When Sira engraved the oath on Mori Ogai's forehead, the light in his hand flickered. If Mori Ogai hadn't clearly felt some kind of oath engraved in his soul, he might only think that the little boy in front of him Junior sister Zhong got together and took him to play a role-playing game.

"Rin Taro." Silla looked at the leader of the port mafia who was still half kneeling in front of her, retracted his hand from the side of his cheek, then tilted his head, and gave this little brother who hadn't recovered yet a true look. smile.

"I am back."

"..."

Mori Ogai raised his head and looked at the woman standing in front of him. The other party's azure blue eyes were still clear, full of intimacy with the past, and his purple-red eyes looked at her for a long time. Then he looked away as if he had come to his senses, only to turn his eyes back quickly.

He met Shang Xila's blue eyes, and soon showed an identical smile.

"Welcome back, Yui."

"Then, hurry up and get up from the ground." Then he heard the voice of his little junior sister who was slightly disgusted.

"You are too old to play knight games."

After Sira and Mori Ogai finished the afternoon tea in a harmonious atmosphere, when she went out again, she met Dazai Osamu and Kunikida Doppo's eyes full of resentment.

Most of the resentment comes from Osamu Dazai.

"Hey... Afternoon tea..." He said with emotion, lying down on the table listlessly, poked the table with his slender fingers, and then began to draw small circles.

"I really want to drink too..."

"There's always a chance." Sira didn't care what hints were hidden in Osamu Dazai's words, she ignored them.

"Speaking of... the case that the two detectives are investigating... is there a result yet?" She didn't forget that the two members of the Armed Detective Agency were sent to investigate the case before going to drink tea with Mori Ogai.

"That..." Hearing Sira's question about this matter, Osamu Dazai turned his face sideways and pressed the right half of his face against the cold table.

"There are already results."

As he said this, his voice still sounded lazy.

"It turns out that the investigation has nothing to do with the port mafia." He said this, causing some surprises on Silla's face.

Originally, when the three of them talked about it, they swore that the port mafia was playing tricks, but they didn't expect him to accept the visit graciously, and then showed their innocence.

"indeed."

Seeing the surprised expression on Shira's face, Kunikida Doppo cleared his throat.

Although he also believed that the port mafia was inseparable from the train bombing case, in fact, in this case, the port mafia was indeed not the culprit.

Or it should be said that they were blamed.

"Actually, that tall man is not a member of Port Mafia at all, he just happened to be dressed that way." Kunikida Doppo told Sira the conclusion they came to after a round of investigation.

"Oh, it's just a tall man in a black suit and a black hat who looks fierce like a mafia..." Osamu Dazai was not too surprised when the clues were disconnected again, but his face showed A little helpless.

"After all, what you want to wear is just a personal preference... It was too arbitrary for us to directly bring the image of the other party into the port mafia..."

"... Kunikida-kun and Dazai-kun's judgment should be correct." Seeing the disappointment of the two armed detective agency members, Shira blinked and comforted.

"Even if he's not a member of Port Mafia, that man should be a member of some Yakuza organization..."

"Hey, there are so many polar organizations all over the country. If the other party appeared in Yokohama only by coincidence, and then returned to his own territory after the bombing, then no matter how hard we try to track it down, we can't find any clues. ..." Kunikida Doppo scratched his hair, he spread out his notebook to write and draw something, with a gloomy expression.

They knew very well that criminals like this who were running around and committing crimes were the most difficult to catch.

After all, they have no way to start.

Seeing Kunikida Doppo's distressed expression, Shira had a different idea, but she saw Dazai with his cheek pressed against the table board, winking at her quietly, and raising an index finger to make a "shh" expression. Ji, knowing that the other party probably has other ideas at the moment, that's why he didn't directly remind Kunikida Doppo.

So she kept her mouth shut.

After all, Osamu Dazai is Kunikida's only partner, and she is not a member of an armed detective agency, so why bother.

If Mao interrupted rashly, it might cause some trouble to the two of them.

"Then, it's almost time, let's stop here today." Kunikida Doppo wrote and drew in his notebook, then raised his hand to look at the time, looked at the partner in front of him who had already vented more and less, and then After looking at Silla who was sitting across from her, although she didn't show any signs of fatigue, she also walked a long way with them today, and quickly decided to call it a day.

"Thanks for the hard work, then I'll go back first."

Hearing what Kunikida Doppo said, Shira nodded.

Before leaving, she glanced thoughtfully at Osamu Dazai, who was still lying powerlessly on the table. The other party looked really tired, and those iris-colored eyes seemed to be closed, but the moment they were completely closed, The dark light in the eyes made people feel frightened.

If someone who is familiar with him in the past is present, it is obvious that they will all have the same emotion:

Mr. Dazai (dead mackerel) is going to make trouble again.

"Ah, welcome back."

"Wow~"

When Silla returned to Fukuzawa Yukichi's house, the ones who greeted her were Haro who was pulling on the fence door and wagging his little tail, and Edogawa Ranpo who followed him, covering his mouth and yawning slowly.

"I'm back." Sira bent down to greet Xiaobaichai, then stood up straight and handed the bag in her hand to Edogawa Ranpo.

"Give."

"Ah, Daifuku on the corner~" Edogawa Ranpo took the paper bag and weighed it up, his eyes lit up, he looked at Sira happily, his blue eyes were shining brightly.

"Thank you for looking after Harrow."

"Wang~"

Little Baichai's ears are sensitive, he heard the sound of Sira coming home very early, and sat in the porch with his tail flicking in excitement, waiting for her to come back.

Edogawa Ranpo opened the door for it, so it simply rushed behind the fence.

"I'm back, hello, are you good?" Silla squatted down and hugged Xiao Baichai, then lowered her head and kissed its little nose, in exchange for a soft response from the puppy.

"Go to see that uncle who is very difficult to get along with?"

After holding Xiaobaichai for a while to communicate with each other, when he walked into the living room, Edogawa Ranpo put the Daifuku bought by Sira on a plate, and even thoughtfully prepared a small fork for her.

"Well, although we haven't seen each other for many years, Rintaro is still the same." Sira nodded, she put Hello down, then walked to Edogawa Ranpo, picked up the fork he put on the plate, and said to him The quasi-white and soft Daifuku poked.

"What do you plan to do next?"

Edogawa Ranpo didn't ask about the touching scene after her reunion with the boss of the port mafia, but squinted her eyes to feel the taste of Daifuku filled with cream slowly melting in her mouth, and then asked casually road.

"I don't know, but I can't occupy Yukichi's house all the time." She smiled and ate Daifuku in small bites, and then gave Edogawa Ranpo an accurate word.

"It's a different matter if you marry him, but now..."

She tilted her head and showed a cute smile, "Since you know that the person who occupied my house is Rin Taro, it's easy."

"He must know where my home is."

Before she finished speaking, her cell phone rang suddenly.

Sira lowered her head, looked at the text message with no contact marked, and flicked the phone towards Edogawa with an expression that she had expected after clicking on it, "Look, his movements are still very fast~"

The text message marked the current location of Xila's original residence, and attached the private phone number of Zhongye Zhongyuan.

According to the text message, she can directly contact Nakahara Chuya for anything in the future, and the other party will solve her troubles for her.

"Hey, is it so fun?"

Edogawa squinted his eyes and swallowed the fresh cream, then turned his head to look at Sira's cell phone, showing a slightly surprised expression.

"Yeah, this makes me wonder if Rintaro has something else to say sorry to me." Sira nodded. She was not surprised that Mori Ogai found out her contact information, anyway, the other party Someone must have been arranged to monitor the Armed Detective Agency, at least there is Osamu Dazai who has a delicate relationship with him.

She never worried about not having a place to live.

But the problem is... the other party's flattery came too fast, so fast that she couldn't help but feel puzzled.

However, compared to those...

She put down her mobile phone, leaned in front of Edogawa Ranpo who was sitting next to her, stretched out her hand and scraped the corner of his mouth, scraping off the cream sticking to his mouth just now, then lowered her head and wiped the cream on her fingertips. The cream was licked off in one gulp.

"cream."

"..."

Edogawa Ranbu opened his eyes, stared blankly at her for a while, then took a few steps back with vigilance, and curled up his whole body in the corner of the sofa.

"Don't act like this to people at every turn!"

"warn you!"

"The real detective doesn't like you!"

"..."

Sira looked at Edogawa Ranpo who had shrunk herself into a corner and was almost in a ball, blinking her blue eyes, with a slightly puzzled smile on her face.

Don't eat this set?

Then why did you run so far?

Afraid of being eaten by her?

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The tool man Nakahara Chuya has a real hammer!