Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Ango Sakaguchi ended the call, staring at the document in front of him, showing a thoughtful expression.

Judging from the current situation, someone sent anonymous letters to various departments, but they avoided the Supernatural Secret Service Section.

He thought of the cafe before the fog spread, and the devil's intention to kill members of their armed forces with supernatural powers was stopped by Miss Hai Laoze.

The devil hinted at the fact that she was hiding the power, but he pretended not to notice.

Perhaps at that time, Dostoevsky had already seen clearly that in this matter, the Supernatural Secret Service Division did not mind making things easier for the detective agency.

If it weren't for the hidden rumors among the upper echelons of the government that there are people in the Secret Service who can find out the details of other people's supernatural abilities, perhaps the news would not have reached them so quickly.

In fact, this ability user is their Shangfeng, Chief Farmer, and his ability is to "learn the exact information about the ability activated at close range."

However, because of the theft of the "pages", he left the Secret Service's stronghold an hour ago and refused to be accompanied by the guards, as if he was going to meet someone who had clues.

——That’s right, the “pages” that were removed from the “book” and used for experiments were stolen a few days ago.

He only learned the news today, and that's why he wanted to contact Dazai.

Chief Farmer, go alone to meet with those involved in this matter...

He suppressed the vague premonition in his heart, got up and asked his subordinates:

"Does anyone know the whereabouts of Chief Farming?"

Everyone shook their heads in confusion.

Oda Sakunosuke returned to the detective agency, and just opened the door, he heard the voice of wandering:

"...What idiots, you guys!"

The young man rested his chin in one hand, and drew circles on the table with the other hand, and a few glass beads in the wave soda were carried like this, and rolled up.

Such a scene seemed to put him in a good mood. He glanced at the people who were discussing from the corner of his eye, and opened his mouth lazily.

"It's completely useless to study those materials."

Luanbu said casually, "The information sent by the government about the itinerary and escort of the four people has been tampered with long ago."

He was almost misled by Pushkin's fake information sent by the devil during the co-existence incident. Since then, the famous detective has deeply impressed all the clues related to this, as well as the devil's manipulative style revealed in it. Into the world ruled by him, truth and logic.

"Eh?"

The busy people in the office were stunned for a moment.

Not long ago, a detective agency received a commission from the government regarding the serial murders of senior officials.

During the discussion, everyone found that the criminal used the cruel and curious method of murder to leave behind the "five declines of heaven and man" - five signs that heaven and man are about to die, as a signal.

Since there have only been four cases so far, there will be another murder executed with signs of "not happy with me".In order to prevent this last tragedy, everyone raised their spirits.

——Except for Ranpo, because investigation is not the job of a detective, he only needs to solve the incident.

At present, the detective agency has investigated suspected dangerous supernatural beings, and Oda Sakunosuke has just returned from performing this task.

However, the investigation at this stage was fruitless, so everyone planned to change the angle and start with the victim himself.

"It won't work if there are devil's associates in the government."

Ranpo ended his speech with such a statement, raised his eyes, and inadvertently saw Oda Sakunosuke walking into the office.

The detective's insightful gaze stayed for a moment on the red-haired man's solemn expression and the mobile phone that had not been put away, before sitting up slightly.

"Odasaku."

He asked, "What did you hear from the Secret Service?"

"...Someone spread Gancha's abilities."

Oda Sakunosuke relayed, "All departments of the government have received the news."

"—"

Luanbu stood up abruptly.

The beautiful glass beads were whisked to the ground, but they never took their attention away from their chaotic steps, which they regarded as treasures.

Hearing such news, everyone's movements stopped for a moment.

In the silent office, the sound of glass beads bouncing on the ground was particularly ear-piercing.

Immediately, the door of the president's office was opened, and Fukuzawa Yukichi walked out from inside.

"President!"

Kunikida stood up, "Just now—"

"I heard."

Looking over the restless expressions of the people, Fukuzawa lowered his eyes slightly, suppressed the worry in his heart, and looked at Ranbu who had no smile on his face.

With sharp but reassuring eyes, he silently comforted the frightened detective, and asked him his opinion on the incident as usual.

"Ranbu, what do you think?"

"This is not good, President."

Ranbu replied with a sullen face.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

When the most likely conclusion surfaced in the vast ocean of thinking, Ranbu couldn't help but clenched his fists.

——It's not just bad, it couldn't be worse.

Judging from the current positions of the detective agency and Gancha, although the exposure of abilities is troublesome, it is not impossible to deal with.

Even if there may be many coveting eyes in the future, they will be blocked by layers of protection around her.

However, the devil is a person who will maximize the benefits, and it is absolutely impossible to simply leak her abilities and cause them a little trouble.

He determined the other party's intention almost immediately——

"The devil intends to destroy the detective agency."

Ranpo said calmly.

Only when the detective agency with the closest relationship with her collapses overnight, can the trick of the devil have the greatest effect, making her fall into the vortex of being scrambled and oppressed.

So, what about the way?

The answer became clear at once—the current cases of successive murders of government officials accepted by the detective agency.

He glanced at Fu Ze, and understood that it was impossible to return this entrustment at this moment.

And the fact that the ability was exposed is irreversible. What can be changed now is the future of the detective agency.

The devil's scheme is so deep that perhaps the upcoming changes cannot be avoided, but the detective agency will never lose like this.

"I'm going to investigate this matter."

Ranbu closed his eyes, then opened them again, and said firmly.

He knew who to go to - the bald uncle from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Since Odasaku was able to get the news from Ango Sakaguchi immediately, Taneda must not be in the Secret Service now.

"Book" must have had an accident, and he left the Secret Service at this time, presumably to meet with people related to it.

He could also guess who that person was.

He has consulted the information of Sky Casino. Although the general manager's information has not been fully disclosed, he has already seen through the opponent's behavior pattern.

With a little more confirmation, he would be able to find the place where the two met, and maybe catch the devil's accomplices directly.

Leaving behind such a simple but important sentence, Luanbu put on his hat, stepped over the glass beads on the ground reflecting the iridescent sunset, and walked out.

The brown detective agency door closed behind him, blocking everyone's sight.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Fukuzawa looked at Sakunosuke Oda and said, "Oda, go and help Ranpo."

The red-haired man paused slightly, then nodded, turned and left.

"Others continue to investigate the murder."

Fukuzawa looked around at everyone in the room, and calmly said in his usual steady voice, "This is what Ranpo thinks is the best way."

After receiving the order from the president and understanding the thoughts of the famous detective as the core, after a short reaction time, Kunikida Doppo took the lead in answering:

"I understand."

Everyone suppressed the turbulent waves in their hearts, returned to their seats, and continued to work at hand a little distracted.

As if to break the atmosphere, the work computer in front of Kunikida beeped, notifying that a new email had been received.

He calmed down, clicked on the attached video file, and then couldn't help being shocked.

"This is--!"

——It was the case they were investigating, and the declaration of war sent by the murderer himself.

A silver-haired young man in a clown costume kidnapped a number of senior ministerial officials and asked them to rush to the bungalow at the kidnapping site alone within half an hour to rescue the hostages.

The intricate lines of fate stretched to the burning sunset in the sky, and at 56:[-] on Sunday afternoon, members of the detective agency broke down the door of the murder scene.

When the restrictive conditions are met, the stories written on paper flood into reality, and the world turns upside down overnight.

The hostages screamed in front of them and were sawn open in the middle. They who came to the rescue became cruel perpetrators under the witness of the search forces who watched the place with binoculars.

In the captain's office of the Hound Unit, Fukuji Sakura raised his head, the dazed and chaotic expression on his face disappeared, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, in a certain room in the middle of the downtown, Luanbu held a sharp knife and stood in front of the fallen Tanada. The pool of blood overflowing from the chest of the tall man slowly spread along the cracks of the bricks until it reached Sakunosuke Oda's feet.

The surveillance camera that suddenly appeared clearly photographed the faces of the two of them.

"...The Chief Farmer should be here...the smell of blood?!"

There was a sudden pause in the hesitant conversation outside the door, followed by the sound of running footsteps in the corridor.

The blood-stained dagger fell to the ground, and Luanbu's expression became serious.

"It's hit!"

This is the intention of the devil - presumably the situation of everyone who went to rescue the hostages is not good!

"Let's go, Luanbu!"

The sound of footsteps was mixed with the faint sound of guns colliding, and there were quite a few armed forces among the people who came.

Things are too weird, and this is not a scene that can be explained clearly.Regardless of the memory fragments that suddenly appeared in his mind, Oda Sakunosuke grabbed the shoulder of Ranbu who seemed to be in deep thought, and led him to the back door of the room in a hurry.

As soon as they rushed out, the front door was broken open, and the people who came to look for it found the faintly aura of Zhongtian, and they were calling for rescue, blocking the exit, and calling for surveillance.

Presumably they will be locked down soon, and the surrounding streets sealed off.

However, there is still a way to get out of this building.

And as long as he returned to the detective agency, he could find an opportunity to clarify the facts.

He had memorized his surroundings before coming here.Having roughly decided the escape route in his mind, Oda Sakunosuke was about to pull out the pistol he carried with him, but his arm was grabbed by Ranbu who suddenly raised his head.

"Listen up, Odasaku."

Luanbu said unquestionably, "Wait a minute, you have to let everyone see that you have broken through the blockade by yourself."

The red-haired man was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding his intentions.

Even if he can come back to find him later, Luanbu, who has no fighting ability, why take the risk of staying here alone?

"how about you?"

"I have a way."

Listening to the approaching footsteps, Luanbu stared at him closely, and said in a slightly hurried voice, "After you go out, go find the flower bag."

"Go send a message to Gancha."

In the video made by Dojima Yin, he saw that there was a tablet computer in the kitchen of the simulated store for transmitting customer order information.

"Tell her to leave immediately."

A trace of soft helplessness and regret flashed in the youth's emerald green eyes.

"And, no matter where I am, I will find her."

——So, don’t be afraid.

The blood-like setting sun hangs on one side of the glass window, making the tea room red, as if signaling the flames of war that will break out.

Facing the inner side of the setting sun, Fukuzawa Yukichi sat upright in front of the small table, watching the message sent back by Kunikida and the others before throwing away their phones to prevent being located.

After a long silence, the silver-haired man sighed and finally dialed a number.