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, hands on hips, staring at the man's backpack without looking up: "Sooner or later, it will be Lord Ranbu."

Dazai smiled.

Atsushi Nakajima: Trembling.

Atsushi Nakajima thought about it, and felt that this could not go on any longer. He stopped the man who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, and was about to say something when the zipper of the backpack came loose at some point and a small hole came out, protruding a cat's head.

The snow-white cat squeezed its head out and shook its ears lightly, as if thinking about something, stared at everyone with a pair of round cat eyes, and then gave a soft "meow".

"Hey, the lovely lady got out by herself."

Osamu Dazai laughed, and was about to hold Chacha out, but Chacha jumped out of the backpack lightly, avoiding Osamu Dazai's hand, and wanted to leave, but because Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously blocked him, he jumped into his arms inside.

Atsushi Nakajima caught off guard: "...Huh?!"

Adhering to the idea that the cat should not run away, Atsushi Nakajima hugged the cat instinctively, and a small ball of warm fleece was right next to his heart, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

Atsushi Nakajima almost wanted to turn himself into a tiger, and then had a good time with the cat, just like in countless dreams.

After barely suppressing this instinct, Atsushi Nakajima still hugged the cat and did not let go, but this time there was a kind of careful cherishing.

"Dun-kun, you did a good job." Osamu Dazai sighed, showing regret, "It seems that Miss doesn't want to get close to me too much."

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a moment, and finally did not choose to give the cat in his arms to Dazai Osamu or Edogawa Ranpo, who had been staring at the cat.

Uh... If, if you accidentally run away when you let go of it halfway, you don't know when you want to catch it next time.

So let him hold it first.

Edogawa pushed the old-fashioned glasses on the bridge of his nose in random steps, stared at Atsushi Nakajima with a strange expression for a while, and narrowed his emerald-like eyes.

"What...it's really annoying, why are all..."

Edogawa Ranpo suddenly thought of a scene that might appear in the future that was even more terrifying than the main world, and couldn't help shivering.

"Master Luanbu doesn't want it..."

Chacha would never have imagined that in just such a short while, the world's No. 1 detective's incomparably clever mind had already created many indescribable images.

She stayed in Nakajima Atsushi's arms, still a little confused.

Hey, you people, she didn't do anything excessive to you, right? Why did she have to be caught?

Logically speaking, shouldn't this time period be the time to deal with the concern about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?

Chacha was thinking about what was going on, when the man with the backpack saw the cat running out, he was instantly unhappy, and even more reluctant to let Bai Delai's good-looking cat slip away from him.

A greed grew from the bottom of his heart, and the man always felt that if he missed this cat, there would never be another cat that could satisfy him more than this cat.

"This is not your cat, this is clearly my cat!"

The man stretched out his hand, wanting to snatch Chacha from Nakajima Atsushi's arms in front of everyone!

But he is an ordinary person, so naturally he can't really succeed in taking the cat back.

Atsushi Nakajima frowned, his temper has always been very good because of his experience since he was a child, but seeing the man's actions of catching the cat without any scruples, he rarely felt an uncomfortable emotion similar to anger.

"This is not your cat at all!" Atsushi Nakajima frowned, "You don't like her either!"

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't understand why this man insisted on telling lies and taking the cat that wasn't his own as his own.

"This is my cat!" The man did not change his words, "I know you subdued the prisoner carrying the bomb just now, but even so, you can't make up slanders at will, right?"

More people around are naturally willing to believe the armed detective agency that saved them just now, but it is true that there is no evidence now, so it is difficult to tell who this cat belongs to.

Osamu Dazai sized up the broken man, curled the corners of his mouth, and suddenly smiled.

"This gentleman," Osamu Dazai said in a kind tone, "You said this is your cat, but why is there no cat hair on your coat?"

"As we all know, people who own cats will have cat hair stuck to their bodies no matter what, but you... have none."

Naturally, Chacha will not shed hair like ordinary cats. How can there be cat hair on a man who does not own a cat?

The man froze for a moment, unable to think of a verbal response.

"But, no matter what, this cat is..." The man tried to quibble reluctantly, but boos came from around him.

Although those people didn't say anything, the meaningful and contemptuous gazes of everyone made it difficult for the man to speak.

Osamu Dazai frowned suddenly, his eyes fell on the man, as if he had discovered something.

"Ah, this is really..."

Chachamao also noticed that a small section of the knife in the man's pocket was exposed.

Edogawa Ranbu took a few glances at the man's distorted and flushed face, frowned slightly, and opened the emerald eyes behind the lens a little.

Then, a disgusted and bored expression appeared on his childish face.

"What, it's actually this kind of garbage that can only be seen in the recycling bin."

"Mr. Ranpo also found out." Osamu Dazai smiled, "That type of small knife, the weird obsession with cats, there is more than one kind of cat hair on the old backpack, but there is no cat hair on the body..."

Kunikida Doppo's expression gradually became serious.

Nakajima Atsushi listened to the unclear conversation between Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu: "Mr. Ranpo, Mr. Dazai, what do you mean..."

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the snow-white cat in Atsushi Nakajima's arms, and then slid past it lightly, and dropped a sentence that could be called a bomb to Atsushi Nakajima.

"It's killing cats and dogs."