Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

In the evening, the headquarters building of the Port Mafia.

When Michizo Tachihara pushed open the door of the cooking room, the chefs who were still there before leaving had all dispersed.

In the huge professional kitchen, only a girl in a pure white chef's uniform was left, with her head lowered, carefully drawing patterns on the dishes with the prepared sauce.

The other desserts on the table were also gone, probably because those people took them away.

Hearing the sound of him entering the door, the girl raised her head and asked, "Is it all delivered?"

"Ah."

He nodded.

He was sent by the girl to distribute the dishes she made by herself to some people.

Among them was Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was hard to find recently. He carried the fig soup, and sure enough, he found Akutagawa himself at the location she indicated—he was almost numb to the detective's wonderful methods.

"Miss Alice is very happy, and she said that she will invite you to have afternoon tea together as a gift in return."

He conveyed the invitation, and couldn't help being a little curious, "She seems to like you very much."

Miss Alice has not been that kind even to the leader—no, her attitude towards the leader seems to be the worst, and it cannot be compared in this way.

Gan Cha smiled slightly, but did not answer.

That is natural.

Alice's character is set according to Akiko herself.Although the 11-year-old Akiko who served as a template did not know her, the later Akiko liked her, so Alice would like her too.

Mori Ogai is indeed the embodiment of rationality as she knew before.

However, at certain moments, in certain corners that have nothing to do with the overall situation, one can still glimpse his sensual scales and claws.

Even though those emotional fragments were broken and scattered like dust, even the most insignificant things in my heart, she who noticed the clues still couldn't help but feel sad about it.

She thought to herself, and there was a moment of silence in the cooking room.

After a while, a girl's slightly annoyed voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Liyuan."

"exist."

Gan Cha erected the ladle in his hand as a mirror, glanced at the person standing behind, and said with some displeasure: "Stop laughing, you laugh so disgustingly."

"That's not my problem."

Li Yuan Michizao replied.

Who told her not to speak, he has nothing to do now.When I diverged my thinking, I couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene.

At that time, he saw that it was almost time to get off work, so he came over to take people away.

He knocked hard on the door and went in after hearing the response from inside, so he didn't encounter any special scene.

But no matter what anyone should think of, Mr. Tiechang is a person who doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

When he entered, Mr. Tie Chang's hand was still around the girl's waist, the girl blushed and reprimanded him in a low voice, but she herself couldn't do anything about his stubbornness.The ambiguous atmosphere surging between the two almost made people want to turn around and run away immediately.

But there are guards who don't know the situation outside, and time is tight. Even if she looks like she wants to hide where no one can see, she has to let him in, and she has to pretend to be calm and innocent. Talk to him where it happened.

He should have been embarrassed, but the scene was really funny, and the embarrassment of this girl who always seemed so calm was also very refreshing.

When they left, the strongest swordsman of their hounds, with his usual dull expression, even he could see the reluctance - he was almost amazed.

"Speaking of this, I still find it incredible."

Liyuan Michizao looked around, and after confirming that there was no wiretapping, he looked at the girl indignantly, "Mr. Tiechang actually asked me if I usually come and go in and out of your room at will like this—"

"That's just the living room. No one can enter your bedroom." After being attacked by Hawthorne a few days ago, the security level of the girl's new residence is the same as that of the five cadres.

"And didn't he just let me bring him here because he knew I could come in and out at will?" The young man showed an unbelievable expression, "What's wrong with him?"

The girl who was decorating the dishes with perilla leaves burst out laughing.

"Really."

She muttered something, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a sweet and distressed expression gradually appeared on her face.

Liyuan Michizao rolled his eyes.

This person was also saved.

"However, yesterday I thought that you would leave with Mr. Tiechang."

He thought about it, and couldn't help but asked.

The girl paused and glanced at him with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to ask this question."

She shook her head and said, "I'm planning to leave, but it's not the time yet."

She still needs to win Hong Kong|Black's assistance to the detective agency here, and serve as a liaison to communicate with the two parties.

At the moment when the detective agency has not cleared its stigma, and the No. [-] agency is still eyeing her, it is not good to cause trouble for everyone in this troubled time.

"Wait until the incident is over, and then think about how to go."

Gan Cha sighed as he thought of the scene he would face at that time.

The other party's answer was originally an appropriate way to deal with it, but for some reason, Li Yuan seemed to be bitten by something, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He blurted out instinctively: "Actually, the port mafia isn't that bad."

As soon as this remark came out, the two people in the room were a little surprised.

Tachihara Michizao opened his eyes wide, his mind was in chaos - he is a military policeman, why would he say such a thing?

Glancing at the shocked young man, Gan Cha was thoughtful.

Thinking of how they got along with other members of the Black Lizard when they occasionally met on weekdays, she sighed in her heart and replied calmly:

"The Port Mafia is nice, of course, but not for me."

Aren't Mr. Nakaya and Miss Hongye not good enough for her?

Can't she feel everyone's convincing expressions, dependable smiles, and meticulous care for her?

Even Mori Ogai gave her the greatest freedom, allowing her self-willedness that is incompatible with this place, and not forcing her to do things she didn't want, within the scope of not damaging the interests and majesty of Hong Kong|Black.

——Even if it was Huairou's method, the beneficiary was indeed her.

However, if she continued to live here, she would have to face those things.

Maybe one day the order issued by her will lead to the loss of some people's lives; it is impossible for everyone who offends the mafia's majesty to be able to let her use the judicial trial to impose the mafia's ability Satisfactory punishment.

And if the partners around her unscrupulously hurt other people's lives, it would be enough to make her feel like a thorn in her throat.

It's not that she doesn't understand that flowers and scenery also exist in the dark.

However, as early as ten years ago, a lamp that belonged to saving lives and not being able to see others die was lit in her heart.

Those who enter the dark place with a lamp, the light around them will only dispel the darkness, and they cannot see the flowers condensed by the darkness.

Only by blowing out this light, can she touch those things related to blood and gunfire, and the foundation of the port mafia in the dark night of Yokohama without any hesitation, maybe at that time, she will also be with Mr. The same, find another meaning in it, and then find a balance between the concept of detective agency and Hong Kong|Black.

The process of destroying beliefs and reshaping them will inevitably bring pain and suffering, which is why the president entrusted Mr. Tiechang.

But joining the mafia was something she had personally promised, and she had to make a choice.

And she can be sure that even if she is like that, the president and Ranpo can accept it, as long as she is willing, she will still be a member of the detective agency.

However, this lamp no longer belongs to her alone.

Another sees her ideas and choices as a guiding star for her own journey.

She lowered her eyelashes, feeling the subtle sourness and joy that suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help softening her expression.

So of course she couldn't easily blow out this lamp, and couldn't lead such a person into chaos.

So, she can only say sorry to everyone who cares about her here.

Tachihara Michizao suppressed the unspeakable complex emotions in his heart, and looked at her with some confusion.

"All right."

The girl regained her senses, put the food box in her hand into a bag beside her, and pushed the whole bag in front of him, "You take this to him."

"what?"

Tachihara Michizo looked at her with wide eyes.

The girl responded in a natural tone: "I'm so surprised. It's hard for me to be in the mood to cook, of course it's impossible—"

Probably because she was a little embarrassed, she didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was already very obvious.

"If you are worried about being discovered by others from the hound..."

She laughed, "You can smuggle him into Hong Kong | Hei, it shouldn't be a problem to bring something into the hounds, right?"

"It's not a big problem."

Li Yuan Michizao looked at her speechlessly, "But you two are very easy to order me around, aren't you?"

"Didn't I give you what you wanted before?"

Gan Cha said, "So don't complain."

"alright."

Li Yuan muttered, and then raised his eyebrows teasingly, "—Could this be the legendary Beloved Wife Bento?"

"Liyuan Michizao!"

The girl who was originally smiling blushed in embarrassment and turned her head away.

Feeling that he had won the game, the young man snorted twice proudly, and prepared to leave with his bag.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard the girl behind him, saying in a serious voice, "Thank you, Li Yuan."

He turned his head, and the girl showed him a soft smile, and said very solemnly:

"The thing you care about - it's time to tell you now, but it's not the time yet, please believe me."

There was a sense of regret in her eyes that he couldn't understand, "After the incident is over, I will give you an answer in a suitable way."

He nodded a little ignorantly, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

On the way to leave, he happened to run into Nakahara Nakaya and Ozaki Koyo who were going to the cooking room to invite the girl to dinner.

The warm light at dusk shines through the purple flower windows, and the magnificent and strange illusion covers the black marble corridor, which is almost a dreamlike scene.

The two cadres walked past her while talking with relaxed expressions.

Thinking of what the girl said just now, "The port mafia is not bad", and recalling the words he blurted out before, an unspeakable feeling appeared in the young man's heart inexplicably.

At the same time, in a private house somewhere in Yokohama, Ranpo bit his fork angrily, puffing out his cheeks.

"Don't be angry, Ranbu-kun..."

Edgar Allan Poe hugged Carl who jumped back to his lap, looked at his angry friend, and said helplessly.

"I can not hold it in!"

He waved the fork in his hand in disorder.

"The president is really—a idiot, how can he be with another even more idiot!"

Originally, a young girl was someone who would regard other people's lives as her own responsibility, but now there is another person who wants to impose her own direction and meaning on her—isn't this going to provoke a heavier burden?

"She's got enough trouble for herself!"

Ranpo-sama finds it unacceptable!

"But Ranpo-kun, you also said that there is no other way..."

"—that's why I'm even angrier!"

Who can guarantee that they will always be right?Even he himself could not say such words.She will indeed feel happy now, but what will happen in the future?

Ranpo angrily dug a large piece of cake into his mouth, and was slightly healed by the wonderful delicacy.

"Okay, random steps."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at him calmly.

"You and Gancha, didn't you just talk about this. Didn't you plan to gather everyone from the detective agency first?"

"Hmm."

Luanbu flattened his mouth and responded vaguely.

Not long ago, Gancha entered Poe's supernatural world through the detective stories displayed on his mobile phone, brought him new desserts, and also told him about the situation between the president and Kunikida—so he found out that she didn't say anything , and that guy from the Hound.

By the way, they also discussed ways to rescue other members of the detective agency who were under control.

According to the information obtained so far, the leader of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, code-named "Shenwei", whose identity and appearance are unknown, will assassinate the members of the detective agency.

He intends to use his tricks to replace Kamui's identity and rescue the trapped president, Kunikida and Tianshan Hanabou first.

Although there are currently two Hound members on their side, the detective has other ways, so he still has to act in his way.

"The president asked the police to help with the transfer—Gan Cha left Amuro Toru's contact information, who of you can give him a call?"

Resting his chin in disorder, he asked boredly.

"Didn't it mean that the search agency was under control? Is it really possible to contact Mr. Amuro?"

Poe hesitated.

"no problem."

Luanbu smiled resolutely, "He will help."

Amuro confronted both Dostoyevsky and Gogol, who also held him as a hostage while escaping from the Central Plains.

He remembered these two people deeply, and he seemed to have consulted Gogol's information before, as if he wanted to avenge himself.

So there is nothing wrong with looking for him, it is the way to save people when the time comes, which will probably scare the president.

But it doesn't matter, the president must have been very unbearable in the current situation... I don't know if that uncle Fudi asked him to fight for alcohol again during the detention. If he drank too much, he would be scolded if he was found by Gancha.

The most confidential information within the military and police, Gancha said that he has asked that guy to get it... At that time, they will be able to find Shenwei himself, seize the pages, and solve this incident.

... No, before that, I have to convince Fukuji Sakurachi. The people from the United Nations seem to have set out to invite him to be the leader of the so-called "World United Army" against terrorism.

He had to be stopped.That uncle was the one they had to win over to this side, and he would be the strongest teammate—but the famous detective already had a solution.

"Anyway—"

Luanbu dragged the end of the sound for a long time, "The matter is finally coming to an end! I've had enough—"

The other two at the table nodded in agreement.

All at the moment, chatting about lovely topics of love, heart, and belonging, and hopeful for a future of incident resolution.

No one thought that the powerful teammates they pinned their hopes on were precisely the most difficult enemies that would complicate this situation.