Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Does every detective agency have a coffee shop downstairs?Downstairs of Uncle Maori's detective agency is the Poirot Cafe, and downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency, there is also such a Vortex Cafe that looks like it has been open for a long time and is full of regular customers with a relaxed expression.

Kudo Shinichi sat on the window seat, smiling sweetly at the kimono waitress who served him black tea.

His eyes glanced at the signboard that said "Chef's Recommendation: Creamy Clam Soup, Seafood Lasagna", and fell on the middle-aged owner behind the bar who was wiping a glass leisurely.

... Fortunately, not every store has an undercover police officer pretending to work in a coffee shop.

After Amuro was exposed by the famous detective, he immediately gave up the cover-up, but the conversation seemed to suddenly fall into a kind of awkward silence.

The high school detective, who had shrunk into a child, was listening to the clicking sound in the earphones casually, while looking out the window at the bustling street scene.

He once heard his father say that Yokohama is a magical city that gathers criminals, overseas forces and illegal capital. Coupled with the existence of supernatural powers, it is said that a few years ago, walking on the street for ten seconds could be met by someone flying from nowhere. The attack pierces the skull.

However, the shopping street in front of me is as prosperous and peaceful as any ordinary commercial place in the world.

He didn't think about it for long, as the conversation over the earphones made the situation worse.

The identities of Haibara and Akai, who were struggling to maintain in front of Amuro, will be exposed soon. Compared with these things, the discovery of the bug is nothing at all.

Haibara may be safe for the time being, and Toru Amuro has no reason to target her; but Mr. Akai is Amuro's enemy, and he has also said that Toru Amuro would not mind offering his head to the organization in order to make further progress and make contact The deepest secrets of the organization...

And if that's the case, Kiel, who pretended to kill Akai Shuichi, the CIA's undercover Reina Mizumu, is also in danger!

Damn, he should have thought that this kind of thing would happen - didn't that woman named Hai Laoze Gancha see through him as Kudo Shinichi at the time?

Before he could come up with any solution, the screams he had grown used to suddenly exploded, pressing the pause button for the peaceful tranquility of the entire street.

The body has acted before consciousness.The little child jumped off the seat, and in the surprised voice of the young waitress, Kudo Shinichi rushed out quickly and came into the crowd that was gradually gathering.

A man in a gray Polo shirt fell in the middle of the street, and a woman with a pale face and a terrified expression sat next to him, who was the source of the screaming just now.

"Quickly call the police and call an ambulance!"

This is not in Tokyo, where the police are already familiar with him, and there is no Uncle Mori or others who can serve as his shield at this moment.But he still couldn't turn a blind eye to the case that happened in front of him. While shouting loudly, Kudo Shinichi ran to the corpse and began to check.

Both breathing and heartbeat have stopped.There was no trauma, and the lips were cyanotic, which was a symptom of suffocation.

There is no injection needle on the exposed skin, and the faint smell of bitter almonds can be smelled near the respiratory tract, which is the inhalation of cyanide--

"Eh?! You kid?" Someone exclaimed, "Don't get so close—!"

"Please stay calm, everyone."

A slightly familiar voice sounded at close range, Kudo looked up and saw that this was the owner of the coffee shop just now.

The thin and elegant middle-aged man stood with two other people who seemed to be shopkeepers nearby, calmly appeasing the surrounding people.

"The city police and medical staff have already been notified." The shopkeeper said gently, "The city police branch is only a few hundred meters away from here, and they will arrive soon. But before that—"

He raised his head, facing a certain floor of the red brick building, raised his voice slightly, and shouted, "Mr. Luanbu, Miss Gancha, are you there?"

With a bang, two windows on the fourth floor were suddenly opened.

Heads with different hair colors popped up one after another, Kudo Shinichi even saw Amuro Toru's short pale blonde hair among them.

The policeman with wheat-colored skin immediately spotted him in the crowd and smiled meaningfully at him.

"Tch, it's been more than 2 minutes."

The woman with a butterfly hairpin on her head disappeared behind the window without interest: "It's hopeless, and I can't cut it. You can do whatever you want."

"Hey - it's the store manager."

At the window of another window, a black-haired young man rested his chin on one hand, squinting his eyes lazily:

"Would you like to entrust a detective? Although it's a trivial matter, the commission fee will not be reduced. You should think about it."

"Haha, that's natural. If Ranpo-san is willing to accept the commission—"

Not far away, the owner of the snack shop leaning against the store door laughed: "We will offer the latest grape marshmallows and lemon-flavored wave soda. How about it?"

"make a deal!"

Ranpo announced happily.

Kudo Shinichi: "?"

——Is this the commission fee for the No. 1 detective in the world that will not be lowered?

The big detective had already put on the black-rimmed glasses handed over by the girl beside him, opened his emerald green eyes, and glanced at the crowd.

"Hey, the gentleman with the black bag—yes, I'm talking about you—"

He dragged his voice and shouted: "How about taking out the humidification bottle filled with hydrogen cyanide in the bag and showing it to everyone?"

Kudo Shinichi suddenly realized.

The fingertips and teeth of the deceased were markedly stained yellow from smoking.Long-term smoking can easily induce chronic bronchitis, resulting in abnormal microcirculation metabolism, and oxygen inhalation may be required in severe cases.

During oxygen therapy, in order to reduce the irritation of oxygen on the respiratory mucosa, it is necessary to connect a humidification bottle - the deadly cyanide is hidden there!

Just looking down from the fourth floor, he found all the clues and even caught the murderer...

"Hey - don't run away?"

Ranbu upstairs shouted unhappily.

Is the murderer going to escape? !

"Get out of the way—one-step singer, wire gun!"

An incredible scene appeared.

A blond man holding a notepad appeared at the window and tore a page from the green bound book.With his shout, and an inexplicable blue light, the paper turned into a black weapon.

He pulled the trigger, and the harpoon-shaped hook dragged the wire and flew towards the fleeing prisoner.

The gathered crowd shrieked and avoided, the crochet needle precisely passed through the man's backpack, and nailed it together with his trousers in the open space.

And a man with copper-colored hair appeared in that window.He leaned on the window sill with one hand and jumped down.

Using the rusted water pipes on the outer wall as a fulcrum, he simply made a little cushion, and fell from the height of the fourth floor to the ground without any injuries.

"Oh--!"

There was a cheer of joy from the window where the detective was.

The red-haired man tied up the prisoner and handed it over to the uniformed police officer who hurried over.

Amid the city police's grateful thanks, Kudo Shinichi was dumbfounded.

Just, that's it?It's less than 2 minutes to end a murder case like a joke—?

What kind of terrifying existence is this armed detective agency?

While he was in a state of confusion, someone called his name.

"The job—"

Halfway through the conversation, the detective was touched by the purple-haired girl on the elbow, so he changed his words: "Ah, that elementary school student——are you still coming up?"

The crowd gradually dispersed.Kudo Shinichi raised his head, and saw the black-haired young man directing enthusiastically: "Yes, remember to bring me the commission fee too!"

The owner of the snack shop held out a box with a smile.

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

Find out, he is now seven years old, can such a dead weight be carried?

The red-haired man who had finished talking with the city police came to him, glanced at him, took the box kindly, and led him upstairs, who was anxious.

He was greeted by several smiling faces in the reception room.

A young man with fluffy black hair was leaning on the edge of the sofa with his hands in his pockets, his posture was leisurely and freehand.

He smiled and asked: "Since you have seen Mr. Ranpo's ability, you should feel relieved. Nothing can hide from his eyes."

"Tell me, what is the reason for doubting our sweet tea sauce?"

"..."

After listening to his statement, the purple-eyed girl showed a speechless expression: "You are really suspicious."

Ranpo sucked the marshmallow he just got, and nodded in agreement.

Although detectives need to have the imagination to connect clues together, this is no longer a reasonable fantasy!

"It's really just an accidental meeting, and I gave him some gifts." The girl explained helplessly.

Beside her, the young man who asked the question just now held his heart, and fell down on the red-haired man who seemed to be in a trance.

"What?! Ganchajiang even knew slugs??"

His face was full of shock and disbelief, and he was about to cry, as if he was heartbroken: "It is still possible to give gifts? How could this be..."

"Hey, Dazai."

Kunikida Doppo frowned and said, "Do you know the cadres of the Mafia?"

"Huh? Not really~? It just scared me. How can our innocent and lovely Amcha-chan come into contact with such a violent and cruel guy?! How dangerous is it?"

Dazai showed an exaggerated expression of disgust: "Ah——it's too bad——"

Simple and cute?

Kudo Shinichi recalled the day when the girl revealed his identity with a soft voice and a smile—this guy is wrapped in bandages, don't you have some problems with his eyes?

"You just mentioned slugs, right?!" Kunikida didn't let him go.

"Hey, the previous things are not important, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved."

The girl laughed and changed the subject: "Then let's talk about the entrustment?"

"Huh? Are you ready to accept the commission?"

The beautiful female doctor folded her arms around her chest and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Um……"

Kancha glanced at Kunikida who was staring at Dazai, his eyes wandered for a while, and then he said with a smile: "After all, the second rule of our armed detective agency is "Do not ignore anyone in need of help". "

Kunikida Doppo was stunned when he heard this.He quietly returned to his seat and opened his notebook.

"How can there be such a thing?"

Luanbu rolled his eyes.

——Even if Mr. Natsume gave the inscription, it’s just “regardless of righteousness, human feelings, and shame”, right?

What happened to that kind of speech that radiated the light of righteousness?

"No." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"No." Yu Xie Ye looked at his nails boredly.

"Maybe Kunikida has such a principle."

Dazai looked innocent.

"He's memorizing." Yoshino pointed to the blond man who was writing quickly.

"Whatever I say."

The girl showed a shy smile: "Mr. Kunikida is so serious, but I am embarrassed to interrupt."

"It's better to tell him." Oda Sakunosuke suggested.

"Yes."

Dazai nodded and agreed: "What if he asks you about other terms?"

"Then say I don't remember, let him ask the president."

The girl replied very calmly.

"Hey, you guys..."

Toru Amuro and Shinichi Kudo showed half-moon eyes together.

——Is this organization that bullies even its own people really reliable?