"Naomi!" Junichiro Tanizaki stepped forward quickly, calling out his sister's name with lingering fear.

And Naomi stretched out her fingers tremblingly, pointed to the ground, then pointed to herself, and said in a low voice: "That, that... you, can you let me down first?"

"Oh, I almost forgot!" The blond savior showed his cute little canine teeth while speaking, "Don't be surprised."

Unexpectedly, when she was separated from her savior, a strand of Naomi's long hair hung on the standard button of the other's white coat, which forced her to stay close to him temporarily. The scene was slightly embarrassing, but it was exciting surging.

"I'll just tear off my hair." She said hastily.

Unexpectedly, the other party pouted: "How can it be so troublesome, hey, just stand still."

As he said, he took the button with his fingers and took it off directly, and Naomi's hair was also returned to Zhao intact.

"Your hair looks well-maintained. If you tear it off casually, it will be no different from straw? Just do it like this!" The soda-like voice said nonchalantly.

Naomi covered her heart and bent down suddenly. Seeing this, Junichiro Tanizaki rushed to meet him, but he heard the voice of his sister struggling: "No, brother...but... woohoo, I was hit, you can't do this... Big Brother is the one! But...! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Tanizaki Junichiro: ...

Fujimaru Tatsuka, who rushed over, had the same reaction as Naomi. He covered his chest and complained, "Damn it, you're so handsome that you're going to get pregnant, Mordred!!"

Gaitia moved his hand to his stomach and tapped his fingers on the back of his hand.

Fujimaru Tachika: "...I just sighed, my hardware settings are not good, and I don't have an internal drive."

"That's nothing," the man said slowly, "I can use magic to find a way for you."

Fujimaru Tachika gave him a salute in Chinese martial arts, and replied, "Thank you for your kindness."

Watching Mordred and the girl chatting gradually, the Knights of the Round Table who arrived on their hind feet let out sighs, regrets, and jealousy.

"It's so cunning, Mordred has no teacher, could it be that he was just pretending before?" Tristan was extremely indignant.

"I didn't expect Mordred to have this day." Gao Wen, who had to walk alone at the end because of his sun attribute, said, "It's really...!"

"No, Gao Wenqing, I still feel guilty for attacking a girl like that." Lancelot said in a deep voice, "But whether it's a girl or a woman, a flower-like existence should be treated with the best courtesy."

Gao Wen smiled heartily and said, "As expected of Mr. Lancelot, the scope of the defense is outrageously large!"

Matthew grabbed Galahad's clothes and tried to stop it: "...Please, Mr. Galahad! Don't give Mr. Lancelot a city here! No!"

Mordred's unbearable shout broke out from the other end: "Have you said enough!!"

If Fujimaru Tachika hadn't stopped it in time, the streets of Yokohama might not be able to keep.

The police car that received the call to the police roared and stopped in front of them. Junichiro Tanizaki turned back and brought a man down to the police not long after.He kept watching the car drive out, and after confirming that the man was indeed taken away, he described the general process of the incident to Fujimaru Tachika.

As the publishing house took root in Yokohama, and received a lot of submissions every day, Tanizaki Naomi would go downstairs to help when nothing happened.This time, I happened to meet a guy who was angry because his manuscript was rejected. He threatened the editor-in-chief Fujiwara Kako that if he didn't publish his manuscript, he would make the publisher regret it.

Tanizaki Naomi is a direct victim of this conflict.

After Fujimaru Lixiang learned the inside story, she didn't rush to do other things, but went to apologize to her first: "I'm sorry, the matter of the publishing house has affected you."

The girl shook her head, completely unable to see that she had just been frightened: "It doesn't matter at all, because I know someone will come to save me, as long as I think this way, I won't feel scared."

"Then, let's have dinner together tonight, everyone."

It was only then that Naomi noticed that group of people with outstanding horizontal appearance, they were wearing white summer clothes in the same style as Mordred.In addition to this group in white, there are two more, and they appear to be more old-fashioned and gentlemanly in their aura.

All Armed Detective Agency knows that Dazai Osamu has a very good female pen pal, and she is also a very important junior of Tachika Fujimaru.

Naomi's eyes naturally fell on the girl with pink hair and half-covered eyes. The other party noticed her gaze, first pinched the corner of her skirt nervously, then raised her hand and waved it in a small arc as a greeting.

A very polite and beautiful boy.The first impression was etched in Naomi's mind.

Mr. Dazai is doing evil.Naomi went on to make a second impression.

As night fell, another kind of hustle and bustle shrouded the city. The wind gradually assimilated with the night and became cooler because of the loss of the sun.

Osamu Dazai was bound to the roof of the office building.

It was renovated by Fujimaru Tachika and the others, and it was used as a place for nursery rhymes and Naomi to hold tea parties, and later it was reserved as a venue for occasional dinners.After the arrangements and preparations made by the Knights of the Round Table during the day, when we went there at night, it was no longer inferior to any hotel banquet hall.

"Hey, hello? Mr. Ranpo?" Osamu Dazai was tied tightly, almost like a worm, "Isn't this appropriate?"

"Because you will escape, ah, Atsushi-kun, tie the rope one more layer." Edogawa Ranpo commanded.

"Lungs, lungs, lungs! Stop it!"

Atsushi Nakajima apologized and continued to bind: "I'm sorry! Mr. Dazai, but this is the only thing, please reflect on yourself!"

Ranbu turned a deaf ear to Osamu Dazai's screams, and stretched out his hand straight to someone, "Completion of the commission—!"

"Thank you." Fujimaru Tachika handed him a few pre-sale coupons. These are limited pre-sale coupons for various famous dessert shops in Yokohama. As for where they came from, he didn't know where they came from. He asked Holmes and Moriah directly. pedicle wants.

If you don't let the two of you, I won't let you, and they will make a lot of them in a short while.

He fully considered Osamu Dazai's character, and felt that this person would definitely find an excuse to escape from the party. After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to entrust the detective agency to capture Osamu Dazai himself, and the pre-sale ticket is exactly for Edo. Chuan Ranpo's Special Attack Noble Phantasm.

Fujimaru Tachika walked over, squatted in front of the caterpillar, and said, "Hey, aren't you dead yet?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai replied, "But can you stop talking about my KPI so miserable, Fujimaru?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Fujimaru Tateka's wrist, which was not covered by clothing, and the skin there was smooth without any scars.

But Osamu Dazai knew very well that the place was once penetrated by bullets. Facing Dostoyevsky's calculations, Fujimaru Tateka still held onto him who was falling. In front of him was a man who knew there was someone The trap is dangerous, but the guy who can't turn a blind eye to life.

If you want to deal with this kind of guy, [-]% of you will lose your life.he thinks.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to put away his thoughts of slipping away even if he was unwilling.Atsushi Nakajima apologized while helping him loosen the rope, while Doppo Kunikida wanted to tie him directly to the bench in case something went wrong again.

On the roof, bouquets can be seen everywhere, and the wooden frame is decorated with tulle. Manli’s gauze curtain and small and scattered lights create a peaceful atmosphere. Good fruit is for people to eat.

Members of the two clubs mingled and communicated with each other. Holmes also borrowed a violin and played a few impromptu tunes.

Speaking of the great detective, Fujimaru Tateka specially introduced Edogawa Ranpo for him.

The situation at that time was that Ranpo Edogawa put on his glasses, and Holmes picked up his pipe. After a few seconds of blankness, the two of them were as close as friends for many years, and talked about topics that were completely incomprehensible as if no one else was there.

Seeing through Fujimaru Tatsuka's confusion at a glance, Holmes replied: "This is the basic reasoning, my dear assistant."

"...I can't push it out!" He felt a car called IQ slowly rolling over his face, "Okay, okay, I understand, a detective does not need words to communicate."

"It's so troublesome to repeat the information that can be understood at a glance." Luanbu said.

Holmes thought so.

Fujimaru Tachika: "Farewell."

With the appearance of hard dishes, the strong aroma of the food filled the rooftop, and it was time for Ma Xiushi to meet Osamu Dazai.

"Why do I feel like I'm watching a dating show..." Atsushi Nakajima twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered.

Quan Jinghua followed him, nodding constantly: "Especially this sense of camp, it seems that the relatives and friends of the two sides are fighting against each other."

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses: "No, that's an illusion, because there is no such thing as a group of relatives and friends at the scene."

The three looked around, and the people on the rooftop formed two camps, Osamu Dazai and others.

Osamu Dazai: ...

Osamu Dazai was heartbroken: "Why did even the boy stand over there? I felt the target of [-] million points!"

In order to prepare dinner, Matthew stayed in the kitchen to help, so that at this time he was free to come to the rooftop.

The girl in a simple dress who looked like a lily stood in front of Osamu Dazai. She hesitated for a moment and stretched out her hand: "That, that...Mr. Dazai, I am Matthew, Matthew Kyrielight. To you!"

The pink hair looks very soft, the bangs are a bit long, slightly covering the eyes, which makes her more introverted, and there are some worn calluses on the outstretched palm, but it does not affect its beauty and warmth.

Osamu Dazai held her hand, his eyes stayed on the girl's pure face, he added another hand, wrapping Matthew's hand tightly: "Well, I'm glad to see you too, no, it should be It was I who finally saw you, Miss Kyrielight."

Scattered lights illuminated half of his face, and combined with the gentle tone, danger and calm created a complex and harmonious feeling. It must be said that the young man in front of him had a good skin.

Mash stared at him blankly, thinking that she was still being held by his hand, her face became hot instantly, and she whispered: "...Yes, but...that, Mr. Dazai's hand..."

Detective Agency & Chaldea, all members draw their swords.

After a lot of flying and dancing, the main course was almost destroyed. As the chef, Bedivere came over with a knife in his hand with a smile, and successfully controlled the overall situation, and the rooftop finally returned to peace.

Dazai Osamu stole the opportunity and slipped out from the crowd. He leaned his back on the railing and asked, "Have you met Mr. Mori?"

The night wind was blowing slowly, blowing the corner of the bandage around his neck, trembling like a white flower.

Fujimaru Tachika was holding the juice, with his arms folded on the railing: "Yeah, I still understand the etiquette."

The young man's iris-colored eyes glanced somewhere, and then he coughed several times as if he was catching a cold. In the gap between the voices, his lips squirmed and spit out a few words.

"It seems that you did something that made him worry. After all, there are too few people who can come up with a reward for Dostoevsky. Mr. Sen must have been taken aback. I really want to see where it is.”

"Tell me, how did you deduce it?"

"Well," Osamu Dazai made a fool of himself, he put his pockets in his pocket and walked towards the long table where the food was piled up. Night Breeze delivered the rest of the words, "You should think about paying the bounty first."

Who knows, Fujimaru Tachika laughed: "I don't need to bother you."

A trace of surprise flashed in the kite-colored eyes, and the young man shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows what to worry about?"

In the second half of the dinner party, no one knew who took out a pair of mahjong.

Sitting at a square table were four people, namely: Sherlock Holmes, Edogawa Ranpo, Dazai Osamu, and Moriarty.

Fujimaru Tachika only felt that his brain was trembling, who the hell put together such a table, the IQ of these four people added up, he couldn't even reach a fraction.

After thinking about it, I feel fortunate that he was played by the Clairvoyant Trio back then, but this time it was mahjong. Mahjong can't be played by five people!

Fujimaru Tachika clenched his fist: I'm alive.

He excitedly pulled Gaitia to watch the mahjong, which turned the world into a frenzy. Not long after the start, Edogawa Ranpo's cell phone rang, and he put down the cards in his hand and went downstairs after listening.

After about ten minutes, he came up again, holding a bag in his hand.

"Mr. Ranpo is back?" Osamu Dazai touched a piece of mahjong without looking up.

On the contrary, Holmes and Moriarty were more interested, and under the watchful eyes of the two of them, Luanbu opened the cowhide bag in his hand. There was only a small plastic tube inside, filled with some kind of transparent liquid, except for the serial number on the bare shell, No other identification.

"Well, a new commission... I guess. There are some water stains on the scene, and there are almost no other clues." Luanbu shook the small tube in his hand, and suddenly threw it childishly, "What can you see only for this kind of thing? , whoever likes to do it will do it!"

The small tube containing the evidence flew in front of Fujimaru Tachika, he caught it firmly, and handed it to Osamu Dazai: "Why don't you try it?"

Dazai Osamu hid behind Kunikida Doppo, and exaggeratedly shouted: "It's too much, how can you let people taste this unknown food!"

Is there even a need to ask?

For example, like Sherlock Holmes, he can judge when and where that person has been by the color of the mud spots stuck to other people's trouser legs.

Facing Osamu Dazai, who is very wise and close to the monster, Fujimaru Tateka thought for a while and said: "Because someone like you who often enters the water should have a good understanding of the taste of Yokohama's large and small water systems. Practice makes perfect, don't you think?" ?”

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-06-1623:50:51~2020-06-1723:37:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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