Miss Ranbu is very unhappy

Miss Ranpo's eyes are always shining.

———Squinting state does not count.

*

"Yes, Ms. Dazai is the leader," Ms. Ranpo nodded, confirming what Nakahara Chuya heard.

Finally got the reaction from Miss Hat that she wanted to see, she squinted her eyes happily, and her tone continued to soften, "But Miss Dazai stays in the office almost all the time, and this detective doesn't know her very well, the only time I know her My favorite hobby was the time when Ms. Nakajima and I ran in to find something."

When talking about this, Miss Luanbu took another sip of the sweet stuffing, and used the sweet thing with the sweet dessert, "That time, it seemed that Miss Hat was drunk and went to the office to beat Miss Dazai. I had a meal."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Central Plains also slowly raised a question mark.

"But Ms. Anwu is here, and it's a pity that Ms. Hat stopped her..."

She didn't know what she thought of, and she showed a subtle smile, "Miss Hat is so cute ~ Miss Anwu is also very helpless, I didn't expect Miss Hat to remember her all the time."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned inexplicably, "Huh?"

"I was stopped?" he asked.

To be honest, when Zhong Yuan was drunk, he was stopped by others when he wanted to hit someone...

Before she knew it, the plate of desserts had been broken open by Miss Luanbu, and she tasted it once. She poked the skin of the dessert, picked up the plate, and then paused, "Mmmmmm~Miss Anwu put Miss Hat's high-heeled shoes on Kicked off."

She said thoughtfully: "Ms. Anwu is a friend of Ms. Dazai, but Ms. Dazai in this world did not assassinate and usurp the throne, nor did she become the leader. I didn't expect Miss Hat to know her."

"Miss Anwu is also a very good person, but Miss Hat has never liked her very much."

Miss Luanbu didn't continue to talk, she put down the plate, poked the dessert again, her expression became flat, "Miss Hat just forward this report to Miss Mori."

She handed a randomly folded newspaper to Chuya Zhongyuan.

When she came to Wenyeyuan World, Miss Ranpo didn't bring anything, only clothes and a glass bead. Later, the glass bead was also lost, so she only had cuteness and clothes.

After parting with Atsushi Nakajima, Miss Ranpo went to find some waste newspapers, asked others to borrow the pens, and dealt with a few criminals who had been eyeing her before finishing up the information.

It's really too troublesome, if I didn't expect to see Miss Poe soon, Miss Ranpo would go back to the Armed Detective Agency to find Miss Fukuzawa!

...Well, now, say 'go' to the Armed Detective Agency and find Mr. Fukuzawa.

That newspaper was full of Miss Ranbu's information after removing the messy information, all about the combination.

Others may be fine, but if it is Miss Mori, she will definitely unite with other forces to target this foreign organization.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the newspaper, read it carefully for a few seconds, and then asked: "...What are you drawing?"

"Huh?" Miss Ranpo poked her head over, then stretched out her hand to tear off the part, "I just painted it casually. I have to write so many things and typesetting. I am really tired, and Miss Kunikida is not around."

From the rigor of the font, you feel tired after only writing a few words, and the typesetting, have you really typeset it?

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at her, put away the newspaper, "I will take it back and show it to Mr. Mori."

Miss Ranpo stood up and jumped, "Miss Mori replied so quickly? Well, sure enough, Miss Dazai's description is very accurate~"

Only a peerless fool and a peerless smart person will believe something when they hear someone say something. Nakahara Chuya is neither. When he went to order dessert, he sent a message to Mr. Mori directly, and he sat down when he got a reply. , to carry on the 'pattern'.

Now, this kind of behavior should be described as "eating with me".

"Then, goodbye," Miss Luanbu tilted her head, "Well, if you want to raise Miss Po, it will probably cost a lot of money, and you also need to buy a newspaper, which is very troublesome...but I will definitely be able to do it!"

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't keep up with her jumping thinking, so he could only press his hat and stand up, "I'll take you back...have you found a place to live?"

"I found it!" Miss Luanbu narrowed her eyes happily, "Someone is willing to lend me the house temporarily."

She frowned subconsciously at Nakahara Zhongya, and said with a smile: "He is a kind person, so don't worry about being in danger. This detective is very accurate in judging people, and he does things... also very organized!"

Other people in pairs in the dessert shop looked over vaguely, and Zhongyuan Zhong also continued to lower his hat, "...Anyway, I'll take you out first."

"So you're shy?" Miss Luanbu restrained her smile and nodded seriously, "Okay, then, the task of rescuing Miss Hat will be entrusted to this detective!"

She grabbed Nakahara Chuya's wrist, dragged him to the front desk to check out, then pushed his back and hurried out.

"La la la, is Miss Hat feeling better? Do you feel healed?"

"Well, I knew that I should feed Miss Hat to eat desserts. I have to eat more sweet desserts to be cured of my bad and bitter mood."

Among the pedestrians coming and going on the street, some subconsciously looked over, then smiled and looked away.

"..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also stopped, his back was bumped by the unexpected Miss Luanbu, he said: "The motorcycle is over there, I'll go ride it."

In short, it would be good to get rid of this embarrassing and terrible state as soon as possible.

"Okay, Miss Hat must come back ￣￣￣"

Miss Ranpo didn't care, she rubbed her forehead and then waved to Chuya Nakahara's back.

After Nakahara Nakaya turned the corner, she turned her gaze away and glanced at the street in a bored way.

For a moment, her gaze froze.

In a certain corner of the street, there is a drink vending machine with a weak sense of presence.

*

The arrogant sound of locomotives sounded on the street, as if thinking of something, the unrestrained voice was lowered again.

When Zhong Yuan Zhong also rode his motorcycle back to the place where he had just separated from Miss Ranpo, he found that there was no one there.

Let alone Miss Detective, there is not even a detective cat.

Central Plains Chuya:?

After searching for a while, he finally found out where Miss Luanbu was: squatting obediently in front of the drinks vending machine, staring at the drinks inside.

Miss Ranpo kept staring at the glass that was transparent enough to clearly reflect the figures of people, as if she was staring at herself in the mirror, or at the soda in the glass, or at herself surrounded by sweet wave soda.

When the locomotive stopped in front of Miss Luanbu with an uncontrollable noise, Miss Luanbu turned her head unresponsively.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw her sparkling eyes.

She said: "It's strange, Miss Hat, the version of the wave soda in this world is completely different from the version of the wave soda in this detective world."

"The color of the glass beads is also different."

Did you know that your eyes are almost as bright as the bright green glass beads floating in the wave soda?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, and followed the very obvious direction, "Do you want to collect a set?"

Miss Ranpo:? !

"However, before that, you have to answer a question," Zhongya Nakahara repeated what Mr. Mori sent him, "Detective Conan is a death detective, Detective Ayatsuji is a murder detective, and Detectives Akito and Hozu are criminal detectives..."

"And you, what kind of detective are you called?"

"Or, what is the reason why your detective's 'feature' is feared by the world?"

When he said this, Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his vigilance and responsiveness calmly.

Miss Ranbu's expression didn't change much, it was still sparkling, as if a rich green syrup would flow out of her eyes in the next moment.

There were no strange changes in the surroundings, and no sudden accidental injuries or deaths.

Since getting along with Zhongya Nakahara, her every move has jumped out of the age category. Miss Ranpo, who is so childish that he subconsciously remembered certain characteristics of Mr. Mori, did not squint, but opened her eyes. She smiled sweetly and held a hand He was still touching the transparent glass, as if he could get all the wave soda.

She said in a lively tone as always: "Of course this detective is the number one detective in the world~!"