Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

In a hidden base somewhere in Yokohama, Sigma, wearing gloves, put the paper spit out of the printer into an envelope.

From the printer to the paper and envelopes, they are all in the most common form, and in the specially divided area on the side table, there are already a dozen processed envelopes.

While waiting for the next document, he turned his head to look at the desk not far away, where Gogol was twisting a pen between his fingers in distress.

After a moment of hesitation, the young man with strange hair color still spoke.

"Is it really okay to write everything on the "page" now? "

He asked with some uncertainty, "Can't that girl from the detective agency predict the future?"

Looking at the handwriting of "The arresting search team will kill the members of the detective agency on the spot" turned into black ink on the paper, Gogol twitched the corner of his mouth: "Well, I didn't expect that the hound team is so reasonable."

Putting the pen aside, the silver-haired young man looked at Sigma who heard his words and looked puzzled, and said with a smile, "Good question."

He smiled mysteriously, "Guess - is it Tuosi's request to start writing now, or is it because I want to do it myself?"

Sigma suddenly showed a shocked expression.

"Hahahaha-!"

Gogol laughed so hard that tears almost came out of his eyes.

"It's so funny, your reactions are really like normal people - that's why I like talking to you the most!"

Seeing him hesitating to speak and wondering, after laughing enough, Gogol finally answered his question kindly.

"It's just a story on paper."

He said, "How can it be the future before it comes true?"

In order to be true, they set strict limits in the story.

Only when the members of the detective agency break into the murder scene they are about to set up at the moment of the tragedy, the words on the "page" will start to work, and the story will become a real reality.

"The specific operating mechanism of her ability is still speculation."

Sigma frowned, "If no one stops it, this is certain and will become the future. What if she can still see?"

He's just a guy with no talents, and he doesn't have the ability to dictate the plans that others think-but he has just owned his own home, and he never wants to lose at this time!

Seeing his persistent expression, Gogol fell back into the chair uninterested.

Home - what is so good about something that restricts people.

"Do not worry."

He flicked the paper in his hand boredly, not caring at all that it was an extremely precious treasure coveted by countless people, "That's why I chose this time."

"That girl is too busy to stare at pictures," he said.

Suehiro and Jono returned to the base from the outside, and as soon as they entered the meeting room, they saw unexpected people.

The little girl with pink single ponytail was sitting on the conference table, clattering through the documents in her hand.

"Deputy chief? Why are you here?"

Sensing the presence of the other party, Jono asked.

"What, can't you?"

Cang Yezi, the deputy head of the Hound, turned around with a rather displeased expression.

——Ah, the tone sounds terrible, and the heart sound seems to be quite bad.

Jono stopped and asked cautiously: "No, but aren't you interrogating Lieutenant General Gillette recently?"

That was one of the legendary "17 World Evils", a criminal with a tight tongue.

Because she always refused to confess, Okura Yeko, who loves interrogation, was very happy, no matter how busy she was, she would take time to play with him.

——Specifically, it was to play with each other, but no one dared to say it so bluntly, because no one wanted to fall into the hands of the deputy chief and be forced to feel her supernatural ability [breathing of the soul].

"That person is boring today."

The extremely cute little girl pursed her lips, and wrapped her beautiful curly hair around her hands, "It's so quiet, no matter how I press it, he's as silent as a piece of wood."

She said dissatisfiedly: "Obviously, I could always make nice screams before."

——It’s not a laughing bag, you can make a strange laugh when you press your stomach.

Ambitious thought.

"A potted plant that is too neat is really boring. Let's wait until it grows a little more messy. That's what I thought, so I came out."

The deputy head of the hound, who called the tearing off the hands and feet of the criminals, said innocently, holding his chin.

Then she suddenly thought of what she wanted to do, and waved the information in her hand happily to them.

In the name column at the top, there are three words "Osamu Dazai".

"Let's not talk about that guy. You went out just now to arrest this person?"

She narrowed her eyes and gave a dangerous smile, "How is it? People who have committed so many evil things must be very tenacious, right?"

"Isn't there a saying in the mafia—if you don't talk, you won't save your life. Does he refuse to plead guilty?"

"No, on the contrary, he was very cooperative."

Tono replied.

"Tch, he's smart."

Okura Yeko rolled his eyes.

"Since things are going so well—"

She pointed to Suehiro who was sitting silently aside, as if he was thinking about something—it was rare for this guy to have something on his mind, it was really strange.

"The guy next to you, why does he look like his girlfriend ran away with someone?"

Girlfriend ran away with someone...

Jono couldn't help laughing, then turned to Suehiro who was beside him.

While it's good for the guy not to be exercising in meetings, it doesn't seem right to let him do it all the time.

So he asked, "Are you still thinking about those words, Mr. Tiechang?"

"..."

Suehiro glanced at him and nodded silently.

That was something vaguely said by the other party before they handed over Osamu Dazai to the prosecution.

"The world will soon be turned upside down, and everyone in the game will inevitably have to make their own choices."

The black-haired young man showed a subtle expression, paused, and then looked directly at Suehiro, there was no smile in his eyes,

"I hope that in the future drastic changes, your choice will not hurt her."

——Eliminating the ambiguous notice, Osamu Dazai's words almost clearly placed his attitude towards the girl in front of Suehiro.

Although the fact is not the case, the deputy chief's description is still so unique, Jono thought.

"What's the point of thinking about the death throes of criminals?"

After hearing this, Yeko Okura, who had a strong sense of justice, came to a conclusion roughly.

Tiao Ye smiled without saying a word.

He didn't think so.

In his opinion, rather than saying that it was scaremongering to get rid of crimes, or deliberately using ambiguous words to sway people's hearts, the other party seemed to be seriously issuing a warning.

The mid-autumn daylight shines through the swaying branches and leaves, casting erratic spots of light on the window sill.

The wind blowing into the room blew up the pages of bloody crimes. Before they were completely scattered, Yeko Okura quickly reached out to stop them, and snapped them together.

Hearing such a sound, Jono suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of..."

He rested his fingers on his chin and pondered, "The evidence about his crime really seems to have appeared out of thin air."

It was as if all the evidence that had been collected and destroyed was suddenly restored by someone.

Those things seemed to have been delivered to them along with Osamu Dazai's current position not long after they appeared - this was obviously done deliberately.

"Someone is targeting him."

Jono said with a smile, "Maybe it's someone from the government."

"138 cases of murder, 312 cases of intimidation, 625 cases of fraud - the past was so wonderful, isn't it normal for some enemies to stare at him?"

Okura Ye flicked the paper, and said as a matter of course, "No matter what the other party's motives are, the criminal is the criminal."

"Speaking of which—is this guy from the detective agency now?"

She raised her eyebrows, and the meaning of the words was self-evident.

Although she has never been in contact with the detective agency, Suehiro has a very close relationship with the girl detective. Jono has cooperated with them before, and even the captain mentioned it once or twice, so she knows a thing or two. .

With that girl and Ranpo Edogawa around, it's hard to believe that the detective agency didn't know anything about Dazai's mafia background.

There seemed to be clouds in the sky pushed by the wind, gradually covering the sun.A shadow loomed from the window sill and slowly spread in the room.

"Hiding criminals—it's not good."

Okura Yeko's expression was somewhat meaningful.

Detective agencies do have a degree of judicial immunity, but Dazai's criminal record is truly chilling.

If the detective agency still chooses to protect him knowingly, what is the reason?

This matter can be big or small, but if it is really pursued, it will be quite troublesome.

There was a moment of silence in the meeting room, and everyone had different thoughts.

At this moment, Fukuchi Sakurachi walked in with a rare serious expression.

"team leader!"

The three people in the room looked in his direction together.

Knowing that he was going to attend the funeral of a colleague in the military and police who was murdered a few days ago, Suehiro temporarily put aside other thoughts, raised his head and asked, "How is Gao Jing's family?"

"It sucks."

Fudi sighed, sat down in his seat,

"I heard that Gao Jing's wife insisted on seeing her husband's remains no matter what she said, but they agreed, and they have been ill since then."

He held his forehead in distress: "Oh, the scene was so miserable that even the old man couldn't bear to see it—"

How could a young housewife who hadn't gone through a storm be able to bear it.

Fudi shook his head and continued: "However, I heard that this matter, together with the previous three murders, will be entrusted to the detective agency."

What he was talking about was the recent murder of a senior government official.

At first, it was the councilor who left the meeting for 5 minutes, followed by the deputy commander of the Coastal Guard, the Secretary to the Director of the Ministry of National Defense's External Security Bureau, and finally their Gao Jing, the first-class officer of the Military and Police Paranormal Crime Countermeasures Division.

All four of them were murdered by extremely cruel means, and the search of the headquarters has not found any clues so far.

Under the suggestion of Dounan's vice minister of justice, these four cases will be entrusted together to the detective agency that has been in the limelight recently.

"With the two children hidden by that guy Fukuzawa, these matters will probably be resolved in a few days."

He showed a little relieved expression, "It's not bad to be able to find the murderer."

Suehiro's expression softened slightly, and he nodded.

Okura Yeko blinked her pale red eyes.

——Hmm, it seems that the captain trusts the detective agency a lot, doesn't he?Then she has no problem!

She showed a relaxed smile, and her eyes fell on an envelope in Fudi's hand.

"Captain, what is this?" Yezi asked.

"Oh."

Only then did Fudi remember, scratching his face, a little confused, "The guard just gave it to me."

He picked it up and looked at it twice: "It seems to be a letter—the sender is not written. Anonymous letter?"

The recipient's information on the envelope is also printed, and no other traces can be seen.

The whole letter was light and fluffy. Looking at it to the light, it seemed that there were only a few sheets of paper inside.

"let me!"

Okura Yeko actively took the envelope, opened it and said, "This kind of unknown thing may be dangerous, let Yeko, let me check it out for the captain—"

"Huhaha, then I'm counting on you!"

Fudi returned to his usual appearance, with his hips akimbo carelessly, and a bold smile.

But there really wasn't any sudden attack inside the envelope, it was just three or four thin pages of typed paper.

Yezi unfolded the paper, and a lot of words were densely printed on it.

When she saw the contents clearly, the pink-haired girl couldn't help but stare blankly.

"This--"

"What's wrong?" Fudi asked puzzled.

Okura Yeko frowned.

It seems that the person inside the government that Jono speculated was not targeting Osamu Dazai.

— but a detective agency.

"Suehiro."

She looked at Sue Hiroshi and asked seriously, "Have you and that girl detective talked about her abilities before?"