After rebirth, should my surname be Nakahara or Dazai?

Early in the morning, while others were still dreaming, I was already sitting in the office of the Armed Detective Agency in a fog.It's quite like the parents who work in the morning must pull their children to get up early.

However, these are not big problems.The most important thing now is——

"Dad, don't want this—"

"No way, Sakura-chan, if you get hurt, you have to take it with you."

Dazai's father sat on the side, stirring the coffee in the cup with a spoon, with his eyes half closed, feeling like he was going to fall asleep any second.

So I stretched out my hand to pull the bandage on my neck, yes, it was a bandage, when I woke up in the morning and walked out of the room, Dazai’s father said that I seemed to be injured on the back of my neck, and the red piece looked serious, so I quickly took the bandage and started Three layers inside and three layers around my neck.In this regard, I can only admit one thing in a fair and just way - his waist is not as good as my Zhongyuan father, no, his bandaging skills are very good, very good.

But there was no bleeding and no medicine, so why tied, bandaged, and bandaged!

I tried my best to pull the bandages around my neck, but Dazai's father's winding skills were so superb that I couldn't even find where the bandage ends were.

Looking aside in a blink of an eye, Dad Dazai, who was stirring the coffee, had tilted his head and fell asleep leaning against the table. I stared carefully at the bandages on his neck and arms—untied them The search for bandage clues failed.

"Crack", the door of the detective agency was opened, and Mr. Kunikida walked in.So I could only say hello to Dazai's father who was already asleep: "Good morning, Mr. Kunikida."

Mr. Kunikida adjusted his glasses and looked at me in surprise. I thought he didn't know that I was back, and I was about to explain to him, but he slapped the table and leaned against it. Dazai's father output a meal: "Dazai!!! How can you let such a small child wake up so early? Do you know that children aged 7 to 15 need to sleep for at least 9 hours, what time did you go back yesterday, what time Sleepy, what time did you wake up today, huh?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry..." Dazai's father, who was not shocked by me, changed his face, and continued to sleep on the table in a daze.

I smiled embarrassingly and scratched the back of my head, huh?Yeah, what time did I fall asleep last night?I seem to remember entering the house, and then thinking, thinking about what?

My hand on the back of my head gradually moved down, touched the back of my neck, pressed it lightly, hiss, and it still hurt a little bit, for a moment, I couldn’t remember exactly what happened last night, even the last night Vague impressions also seemed to be erased from the mind.

Just as I'm trying to think of clues about last night's memory—

"Yo, good morning."

I searched for the sound and saw that Mr. Luanbu came in from the door carrying a bag of snacks. When he passed by me, he took out a small chocolate cake from the bag and gave it to me.

Although you have already eaten breakfast when you come out, celebrities have a saying: Dessert is stored in another stomach.So I unwrapped the little cake—and ate it!Put aside everything about looking for memories.

Then gradually, with the passage of time, everyone came to the office one after another, and the detective agency became lively, with commissions one after another, and everyone became busy, of course——Dazai’s father has been sleeping until now, what a mess I don't understand if this is the case, why do I have to get up early today!I also suffered together.

But unexpectedly, I was not very sleepy, maybe because I ate a small chocolate cake.

I rested my head on the table, had just eaten a small cake, and was idly looking left and right with my eyes dripping. When I turned to Mr. Ranbu, I saw him waving at me and beckoning me to go over.Since we both love desserts, we became close naturally.

I jumped off the chair and walked to Mr. Ranpo's table. He broke a matcha stick in half and handed me half, and I knew it—Mr. Ranpo waved, and the snack came to my hand.

I took the matcha stick and put it in my mouth at the same time as Mr. Ranpo, chewing at exactly the same frequency!

"Crack", the door of the detective agency opened again, and the president walked in with a middle-aged man.

"Ranbu, I have a commission."

"Hello, Mr. Ranpo, I wonder if you still remember me?"

Mr. Ranpo took another matcha stick, broke it in half and handed it to me, and started rubbing my head by the way, while raising his head to look at the man: "Ah, remember, you are the police officer who lost his beloved subordinate."

The middle-aged man put his hand to his mouth awkwardly and coughed: "Mr. Luanbu, this time I came here mainly to ask you to come forward to solve a difficult case. I don't know you..."

"'Tough case' is just for you guys, there's never been such a thing in front of me."

While talking, Mr. Ranpo broke another half of a small cake for me.

The middle-aged man stood there with an even more embarrassing look on his face.

"Ranbu, Police Officer Jipu sincerely seeks your help, and you will help if you can."

"Well... forget it, since the president has said so, then I will help you." Mr. Luanbu swallowed half a small cake, stood up, and patted my head: "Let's go , Sakura."

"Gulu", I swallowed half a small cake in one gulp: "Huh?"

……

In the end, I followed Mr. Ranpo into the car of the police officer Minura and arrived at the place where the "difficult case" happened.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a corpse covered with a white cloth lying on the door of a red brick apartment building. Due to the summer weather and the rising temperature, there was still a faint smell of corpse permeating the scene.

Mr. Ranpo took my hand and walked to the corpse to take a look. The members of the Metropolitan Police Department were busy investigating and collecting evidence, and a person dressed as a security guard was being questioned.

Mr. Ranpo glanced left and right, put his hand on my head, took out his glasses from his pocket with the other hand, put them on: "Super reasoning!"

I feel a pretentious airflow spiraling up, bringing a little bit of coolness in the hot summer, well, this is very good.

Mr. Ranpo nodded to himself: "I see."

"It's so fast... Now that Mr. Ranpo already knows, what about the murderer?"

"The murderer is you."

Police officer Jipu and everyone present were obviously taken aback, but I didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so I leaned over curiously to have a look.

"Mr. Ranpo! How can such a thing..."

"Oh, get out of the way, it's blocked."

Mr. Ranpo kept his fingers stretched forward, and pointed at the security guard who was being interrogated aside after Police Officer Minura got out of the way!

The security guard turned his head in shock, with a look of disbelief, and stepped forward to question me, but Mr. Luanbu put down his fingers, and began to rub my head with the hand on top of my head: "Is it your wife? knew."

I watched the security guard's eyes widen with disbelief, and my reaction was, um, I didn't run away.

Next, Mr. Ranpo began patiently dictating the crime on the spot. While I was being held down on the head, I felt that Mr. Ranpo treated me like a human crutch, while listening carefully, and summed up the case, it was probably an impulsive love murder .

The deceased had an extramarital affair with the security guard. The security guard's wife was jealous when she found out. After enduring three months of bed-sharing with the person next to her bed, she sneaked into the deceased's room in the apartment building early this morning, killed him, and returned to the residence after regaining consciousness. Take the initiative to ask your husband for help.The lover was dead. For the sake of his wife, the security guard decided to take the risk. He sneaked into the deceased's room and carried the body to the front of the building, trying to use the high temperature to cause the smell of the corpse and cover up the strong perfume smell on the deceased's body when he scuffled with his wife.

"Huh—" After listening to the explanation, I breathed a long sigh of relief silently, feeling that [-] brain cells had died in battle.

"But..." Police Officer Pu Ji frowned and said, "The apartment building was closed before six o'clock. How did the security guard and his wife get up to the victim's room on the 16th floor?"

Mr. Ranbu looked at the security guard who was kneeling beside him, his face ashen ashes: "This kind of old-style red brick apartment building has an external fire escape ladder at the side and back, right?"

"What? From the fire escape to the 16th floor? This is..."

What a hate.I understand, if it were me, I would rush here from home on purpose, and when I climbed to the fifth floor, I would probably be ready to return with a whimper.With this physical strength, why don't you go home and beat your husband more to make him remember better.

Officer Minura sighed and made a gesture. Some police officers went to the security guard's house to arrest his wife, while the other went to the fire escape to extract evidence from railing handles and other places.

I looked at the people who went to the fire escape to collect evidence, their eyes were shining, and I wanted to follow them. Mr. Luanbu rubbed the top of my head with his hands: "Then go and have a look."

I took Mr. Ranpo by the hand, accompanied by Mr. Detective, and successfully climbed the fire escape with the forensics personnel. I watched them take samples bit by bit as they did experiments, and finally found the evidence from the railing on the fifth floor.

Let me just say, I have to rest up when I reach the fifth floor.

After getting the evidence, a group of people prepared to go downstairs. I saw the scene I wanted to see, and happily jumped in front of Mr. Luanbu, while he walked behind with his hands behind his back.

Almost at the third floor, I was about to turn around and ask Mr. Ranpo how we could get back, when I turned my head 90 degrees, I caught a glimpse of a black shadow flying across the wall of the opposite building!

I froze for a moment, my heart seemed to skip a beat for no reason. Seeing that I was not leaving, Mr. Luanbu put his hands on my shoulders, saying "go back" and half pushing me down.

When I walked up to the platform of the fire escape on the first and second floors, I was still thinking about the black figure I saw just now, but because it was so fast, it passed by in a flash, and I could only make out a vaguely human figure.Just as I was thinking about it, I inadvertently glanced at the ground on the first floor, and my eyes widened—that black shadow actually appeared on the ground!

I watched the human-shaped shadow swim on the ground like a fish entering the water, and kept circling in the same area. For a moment, I wanted to catch it, but the next moment, my hands and feet refused to listen. I managed to break free from Mr. Ranpo's hands that bound my shoulders, and I jumped directly from the big gap in the railing!

The midday sun began to heat up and shone fiercely on my face. I jumped in the air, stared at the black shadow on the ground, and watched it turn over and hide under the ground. I seemed, seemed to remember a little bit, that yes……

"Sakura!"

"Hey?"

What am I doing now?

"what!!!"

……

"Mr. Ranpo, it's over, over here!"

"Ah? Is it here?"

"Yes, this is the subway station."

Leaning on Mr. Ranpo, I hopped back to the entrance of the subway station. Mr. Ranpo rubbed his chin and observed for a while, but he still decided to believe me, so he supported me and walked down one step at a time.

I bounced as hard as I could sadly, wanting to cry but no tears.

The previous inexplicable leap into the air was attributed to my brain cramps. When I heard Mr. Ranpo's shout and reacted, I was already in the air and had to land.In the end, Officer Yi Jipu caught me in time to end this dangerous action, but my right foot twisted slightly when it hit the ground suddenly.

While jumping and jumping, I looked at my slightly red and swollen right ankle. It was okay, the injury was not serious, and I probably applied an ice pack to it, and it would heal within a night.What I need to pray now is that when I go back to the club, Dazai’s father sees my redness and swelling, so don’t come over excitedly with bandages and show me his superb winding skills!

Mr. Ranpo and I jumped here from the scene of the crime, ah no, I jumped here, it took a lot of effort, after all - I don't know how to go back ! ! !

Along the way, I asked many people about the route to the Armed Detective Agency, and the answers were various. Yes, all roads lead to Rome. In the end, Mr. Ranpo reluctantly sorted out the semi-garbage information that he usually doesn’t care about. , the basically correct route was obtained.

Alas, who would have thought that before refusing Police Officer Jipu's request to return to the agency in person, each other would think that the other knew the way!I just don't want to get along with that stern-faced uncle, Mr. Ranpo thought the same way, but in the end...

"Sakura, what do we do now?"

Mr. Ranpo took me to a certain corner, obviously ignorant.I looked around and didn't know where to buy a ticket, after all - people with dads never take transportation by themselves!

"Hurry up, Kumiko, I won't be able to catch the next train."

"I know Chino, hurry up and buy a ticket, I, I'll take a break first..."

I:"……!"

I signaled Mr. Ranpo with my eyes, hurry up, follow behind them, imitate and surpass them!

Mr. Ranpo—Squint your eyes to look at the sky, the ground, and your clothes, but you just don’t look at me...

So I reluctantly stretched out five fingers—don't look at me;

Five more fingers—glanced at me;

I closed my eyes and inhaled, and waved my palms heavily—"Okay, let's try."

Mr. Ranpo rubbed my hair, turned and left.I stayed where I was, wanting to cry, I got a lot of it——I went to solve the case with Mr. Detective, twisted my ankle and paid 20 small cakes, 20! ! !

For a moment, I don't want Mr. Ranpo to be able to understand the team language of the dessert stars...

I stopped where I was, and couldn't do it when I was bored to draw a circle with my feet, so I turned my neck and looked around, watching the crowd flowing around me.

Inexplicably, I felt a heavy feeling behind me, as if someone was approaching behind me. For a moment, without thinking too much, I turned my head——

"Uh-uh-"

A piece of white cloth covered my mouth and nose, and my brain began to feel confused and sleepy instantly, and my eyelids gradually closed. Finally, I could barely squint my eyes and saw Mr. Ranpo in the crowd in the distance who was watching and studying carefully from behind... The tip of the hat.

In the end, I fell into the arms of the person behind me, and I only thought about——

Ah, is this the world of squinting eyes...