In the early hours of the morning, the murder case was solved under the joint efforts of Jin TianYiYi and the sleeping Kogoro.

After the murderer pleaded guilty, the police closed the case very quickly and withdrew, apparently under instructions from their superiors not to stay too long.

"It's okay, if you can make do with it, then Ranpo-sama will not be the only detective in the detective agency."

Ranbu was happy that someone finally took over the case he didn't like, so he poked Feng Xinzhi beside him and asked a serious question.

"Why don't other people seem to see the anesthesia needle that the little detective shot out with the watch, and the sound of the bowknot voice changer is too fake, right?"

Looking at Ranbu's green eyes which were opened because of some doubts, Feng Xinzhi thought for a while, but he couldn't give an answer.

After all, even he himself was shocked by Conan's operation. Obviously, he could see through all kinds of flaws in it with a little longer eyes, but everyone just accepted this setting like intermittent dementia.

outrageous.

"In any case, he is also a person with the God of Death buff, and other less important things can be completely blurred."

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the table when he was tired from sitting beside him, muttered softly, looking at Conan with a bit of hidden pity in his eyes.

There is a high probability that this halo of death can't be used on him.

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi tilted his head, "I seemed to feel a pity just now" was clearly written in his kite-colored eyes, and Dazai looked away abruptly, not daring to meet Zhijun's eyes.

He has been the leader of the port Mafia for so long, and he hasn't been able to experience suicide as a personal hobby for a long time, so it's a little itchy, so he can't be blamed.

Dazaizhi looked at his nose, his nose, his heart and his heart, and made an appearance of repentance, so that Feng Xinzhi couldn't find any reason to refute.

"Really, I could have soaked in the hot spring comfortably..."

The low voice of complaints could not escape Feng Xinzhi's ears. He calculated the time and felt that it was more than enough, so he didn't know how to comfort Osamu Dazai who felt that his schedule was ruined.

After waiting for a while but unable to get the consoling words he imagined, Osamu Dazai couldn't resist raising his eyes to look at Feng Xinzhi's expression, but was caught by Feng Xinzhi, and the two pairs of nearly identical kite-colored eyes met squarely. with.

Feng Xinzhi thought about it for a while, but decided to ignore Dazai Osamu's fleeting thoughts of death. Anyway, with him around, at most, he will become a little more shaky... Maybe.

His tone was a little hesitant, obviously still deliberating whether to do it or not.

"It's not out of the question to extend the leave by a day or two, if you wish."

It's just that Mr. Nakahara will be a little... no, very troublesome.

However, when this hesitation saw the light of surprise in Osamu Dazai's eyes, Feng Xinzhi knew that the vacation was going to be extended again.

Although I'm very sorry for Mr. Zhongyuan, but he can't help it. Who can refuse Mr. Zhi like this, anyway, he can't.

Feng Xinzhi, who had just finished the phone call with Nakahara Nakahara, felt that if he called back now and told the other party that there would be another day or two of trouble, would Mr. Nakahara explode directly and fly over from Yokohama to perform a show for him with supernatural powers? It fell from the sky.

Guilty, but do not change.

"spoil."

The sound is very small, belonging to the category that is hard to hear even if you listen carefully.

Feng Xinzhi immediately turned his face to look at Luanbu with an innocent face, and really couldn't see any other emotions from the other party's fair, good-looking and righteous face.

All right, that's right, he didn't refute.

Although the case was quickly solved, unfortunately, most of the residents decided to pack their bags and leave immediately, regardless of what happened in the middle of the night.

The hotel manager didn't stop him, after all, he himself knew that anyone who would dare to take a hot spring in this place with the murder case under his nose had to use it for free to save his reputation a little.

Of course there are people who don't leave.

Feng Xinzhi stared at Osamu Dazai who was still going to soak in the hot spring at this time for a long time, but he couldn't dispel the other party's thoughts, so he agreed.

Around the early morning, there was a light snowfall in the world, and the fine snowflakes slowly fell, spreading slowly in the open-air hot spring pool.

But after a while, the stone road planted with red plum trees was completely soaked by the melted snowflakes, only a little white snowflakes on the tops of the branches of plum blossoms.

The snowflakes melted a little as soon as they came into contact with the steaming heat in the hot spring pool, turning into a slightly cool liquid that clings to the bluestone by the pool and falls into the pool.

The natural hot spring pool is enough to smudge a hot blush on the face, let alone soak the whole person in the water.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the bluestone which looked cool compared to the spring water, his fluffy hair was a little wet and limp at this moment, and it quietly fell down along the lines of his face.

There was a blush on the fair face after the hot air brushed it, and the end of the eyes was slightly red, and it looked a little hazy under the cover of the mist, as if covered with a thin white veil, and there was an inexplicably mysterious and beautiful feeling.

Lazy and comfortable.

When Feng Xinzhi lifted the curtain and came in with the hot sake, what he saw was this scene.

Osamu Dazai stretched out a hand and greeted lazily, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a soft arc, his whole temperament was soft and unbelievably soft.

"...have fun."

Although I don't know why you need to wrap a bandage in the hot spring, but it doesn't matter, as long as Mr. Suizhi is happy.

Feng Xinzhi lowered his brows and eyes, poured sake for Dazai Zhi, and then knelt down quietly by the pool, his slightly long hair covering part of his extremely delicate face, under the cover of mist, he looked very classical, beautiful and elegant. Ladies of all manners.

Obviously, I don't plan to go to the hot spring pool.

Osamu Dazai saw this and didn't necessarily ask Feng Xinzhi to come down and soak in the hot spring with him.

He dared to guarantee that as long as he asked, Zhijun would definitely do it, but he estimated that after the vacation, he would have to face the storm from Zhongye in the Central Plains alone.

"Well~ I'm shy, Chi-kun~"

A little verbal joke, though, shouldn't matter.

Quietly looking back at Osamu Dazai's bright eyes, Feng Xinzhi didn't feel that the other party was wrong.

He really couldn't let go.

Soaking in hot springs is of course best done alone.

It's not that I'm not familiar with or don't trust Mr. Zhi, it's just that I'm not used to such occasions.

"You're too thin-skinned~ You should learn more from me~"

Osamu Dazai, who thought he was so thick-skinned that he was invulnerable to swords and guns, stretched out his hand with a smile, and reached out to Fengxinzhi as a mischief. With his acquiescence, he gently pinched the cheeks on both sides and moved slightly.

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi glanced at him, his eyes were full of veiled silence, as if he hadn't expected it, it turns out that you still have such self-knowledge.

Seeing the meaning in Feng Xinzhi's eyes, Osamu Dazai seemed to have been greatly shocked, and he couldn't believe that Zhijun, who was obedient to him, would treat him like this.

Osamu Dazai possessed a playful spirit for a moment, two lines of clear tears flowed out of his reddened eyes for no reason, raised his hand to touch his cheek, gently wiped away a tear stain, his whole person exuded a soft and docile temperament.

The tear-filled eyes seemed to contain a pool of autumn water, full of sorrow and sadness, and the thin lips that were slightly parted could not utter half a syllable, and could only shed tears first.

Feng Xinzhi: ...

With all due respect to this kind of shameless state, it's okay not to.

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"...If you don't drink any more, the wine will be cold."

The soft and cold voice made Osamu Dazai give up the drama in an instant, and immediately picked up the wine glass from the wooden plate in front of Feng Xinzhi, and drank honestly.

Don't think that he didn't understand the other meaning of Zhijun's words, it doesn't matter if the wine is cold, the key is that he may be insulated from alcoholic drinks in the future.

He took small sips, and looked at Feng Xinzhi from time to time to make sure he was not angry.

To be so angry is not to be so angry, but to find that I don't know Mr. Zhi's lower limit very well.

Obviously, when we first met, he was still the leader of Mafia with a very extreme temperament. Why did he become like this in a few months after taking over.

Is this the essence, or is his breeding method wrong?

Feng Xinzhi fell into deep thought, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes slightly frowned, as if she was thinking about an extremely serious question.

Just at a loss.

"Gudoo - Gudoo -"

Feng Xinzhi, who had been staring at Osamu Dazai, looked at him as if he suddenly became shorter, and his whole body was covered by hot spring water, looking like he was drowning, leaving only a few weak bubbles that jumped out of the water.

No matter how you look at it, such a thing as drowning in a hot spring pool will never happen to Mr. Zhi... No, this is obviously another way to enter the water.

Feng Xinzhi watched with cold eyes, and had no intention of going into the water to catch people, and felt that Osamu Dazai was a little more lively.

He waited patiently.

Osamu Dazai, who had been sinking for a long time, unexpectedly emerged from the water with his wet hair sticking to his cheeks, he blinked slightly, and showed a soft and flattering smile to Feng Xinzhi.

Lively... well, it's okay, not unacceptable.

Feng Xinzhi didn't feel that his thoughts changed too quickly, and accepted this setting without psychological pressure.

The light snowflakes just fell overnight, and the branches of Hongmei were covered with not too thin snowflakes.

Osamu Dazai, who spent a long time in the hot spring pool at night, unexpectedly caught a cold by virtue of his frail physique.

When he woke up in the morning, Osamu Dazai could only quietly pull the quilt with his hands, revealing a pair of round eyes, carefully observing Fengxinzhi who was staring at the thermometer and frowning, not daring to make a sound.

Although the spirit is not very sluggish, the abnormal body temperature must not be concealed from Zhijun, so it is better to act well in advance and strive for a reduced sentence.

Feng Xinzhi looked at the low-grade fever number displayed on the thermometer, and couldn't speak for a while, so he could only turn his eyes back to the freshly baked patient.

"Don't worry, you have a low fever."

Although he made a mistake and did not expect that Mr. Zhi would catch a cold, it was not serious and within the acceptable range, but the itinerary for the next few days was expected to be changed again.

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the bed listening to Feng Xinzhi, nodded his head obediently, and did not intend to refute the change of schedule at all.

Take medicine when you need to take medicine, sleep when you need to sleep, without any resistance, quite obedient and very well-behaved.

Feng Xinzhi, who helped Dazai Osamu finish tucking the quilt, closed the door, allowing the other party to rest quietly, and left with almost no footsteps.

After walking to a place where he was sure that the noise would not be disturbed in the bedroom, Feng Xinzhi hesitated for a moment before taking out his mobile phone and dialing the number of Zhongya Zhongyuan.

Mr. Nakahara should be able to understand...?

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