Xiao Zhongya's plan to grow taller

"Hey, Mr. Kunikida, there are a lot of anonymous letters." Kenji Miyazawa walked into the Armed Detective Agency with a cardboard box in his arms.

The detective agency is undergoing a general cleaning. The doors, windows, tables and chairs have all died under the power of Nakahara Chuya. After these two days of repairs, the detective agency can finally open for business again.

"Anonymous letter?" Kunikida rolled up his sleeves, took the cardboard box from Kenji and put it on the table, picked up a letter and opened it to read.

"To the Dear Armed Detective Agency:

My humble pharmacist, I sincerely invite all members of the detective agency to discuss the crusade against the port mafia. If you are interested in cooperating, please come to the Twilight Annex at [-] o'clock on Friday night and wait for you. "

"..." Looking at the brand-new detective agency, and remembering the cost of repairing the agency, the muscles on the back of Kunikida's hands suddenly bulged!

Crusade what?mafia?ha?

And the pharmacist?I think your pills are almost the same!

Kunikida threw it into the trash can neatly.

"To the Dear Armed Detective Agency:

It's still my pharmacist. Since you didn't come to the appointment, I guess you may need time to think about it, so I adjusted the time to [-] o'clock on Sunday night, and it is still the evening hall, waiting for you. "

With a 'hiss' sound, the members of the detective agency looked at Kunikida one after another.

Confetti fell down, Kunikida opened the third envelope with a blank expression, if it was still this pharmacist...

"To the Uninterested Armed Detective Agency:

It seems that your company would rather cooperate with the port mafia than overthrow their atrocities, I am sorry.At five o'clock on Monday night, I will send a gift to your company, I wish you well. "

Five o'clock on Monday night... Kunikida looked at the clock, and there were less than seven hours left.

"Mr. Kunikida, what's wrong?"

Kunikida put the letter paper on the table: "A guy who claims to be a pharmacist wants to cooperate with the detective agency to fight against the port mafia. Since the first two letters were sent, the detective agency was busy formulating a rescue plan, so it failed to be the first one." Time will give a reply, so the other party believes that the detective agency is not interested, and is going to send a gift."

After the brief explanation, the detective agency quieted down.

"This person probably has a problem with his brain. It would be great if he could come here and let me treat it." Sitting on the sofa with Yosano Akiko cross-legged, his little finger was digging his ear, "So we have to wait for this gift to come?"

"Anyway, I don't have any other commissions, so I'll just pass the time." Edogawa Ranbu said, "I hope that Mr. Pharmacist can send you an ingenious gift."

Speaking of the commission, Yosano Akiko remembered: "Mr. Ranpo, how is Chuya's commission going?"

"That..." Edogawa Luanbu glanced out the window, "Not today, the temperature is not high enough, the wind direction is wrong, the experiment cannot be carried out."

Hearing this, everyone looked out the window one after another.

Today is such a beautiful day...

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The black car drove to a lock shop and stopped.

As soon as the bell rang, the shopkeeper came out from behind and asked with a smile, "Who are you here to buy locks?"

Subordinate No. [-] heart said: Nonsense!Are we here to distribute keys?

The subordinate No. [-] heart said: What are we here for, you, a person who runs a shop and sells locks, don't you know?

The owner of the store is an elderly man with white hair growing on his temples, and the fine lines around his eyes and nasolabial folds are obvious when he smiles.

Not paying attention to the attitude of the two gentlemen in black suits, the shopkeeper smiled gently at Xiao Zhongye who had been looking left and right after entering, and his tone was much softer: "Little friend, what size lock do you want to buy?"

Xiaozhong also thought about the size of the wine cabinet, but he was actually a little uncertain, so he raised his hand and asked, "Uncle store manager, what kind of lock is safe for such a big cabinet?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Children, there is no absolutely safe place in the world. Locking it is just to make it temporarily safe. But what are you talking about in the cabinet?"

Xiao Zhongye: "Wine."

"Wine...then you need a lock that requires brute force to open." The owner smiled and said, "Wine is fragile. If you use brute force to open the lock, you can imagine the consequences. So the contents inside will change." Very safe."

"Wait a minute, I'll go and look for it in the back."

After the shop owner went to the back, subordinate No. [-] walked over and bumped subordinate No. [-]'s arm, and whispered, "Go and tell the shop owner, don't really give Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan a lock that can only be opened with brute force..."

That's Mr. Zhongyuan's favorite wine cabinet!Even if Mr. Zhong Yuan will go crazy when he is drunk, it is better than going crazy when he is sober, right? !

The former may be meaningless, but the latter is serious!

Imagine a real scene of Mr. Nakahara...

Subordinate No. [-] shivered as he wished, glanced at Xiao Zhong, nodded and said: "Okay, then you look after Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan."

The business of the lock store is obviously not very prosperous. Although there are many lock styles and introductory phrases from different periods in the display cabinets, many places are covered with a layer of dust, and only the light bulbs on the top of the counter are on in the store.

Subordinate No. [-] approached the display cabinet and looked at the various locks inside, thinking whether to buy a lock for Mr. Zhongyuan, after all, Mr. Zhongyuan was the only one who needed milk in the entire mafia building.

In order to prevent them from sneaking back to buy milk, and to prevent the bought milk from disappearing mysteriously one morning, maybe locking it is the right choice!

Subordinate No. [-] realized it!

Xiaozhong was also looking at the lock in the display cabinet with his feet on his feet, his little head was trying to lift up, and his eyes were shining with novelty.

'Jingle Bell--'

Someone opened the door and came in.

The shopkeeper came out from behind to take a look and asked, "Sir, what kind of lock do you need to buy?"

The man in the dark brown leather jacket lowered his head and coughed, waved his hands and said, "I'll take a look around first, you can greet other guests first."

It wasn't until the shopkeeper came back to the back that the man turned his eyes to Xiao Zhongya who was covered by the brim of his hat.He clenched the things in his pockets, and after a few breaths, he walked over.

"kid……"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Xiaozhong also turned his head, facing a slightly vicissitudes of face, his brows were slightly raised, and he was cautious: "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't be afraid, kid, uncle is not a bad person." The man also showed a seemingly amiable smile towards Xiaozhong. Maybe he hasn't smiled for a long time, but now his smile makes the smile a little stiff and weird.

At least that's what Xiao Zhongya saw in this smile.

The man took out a candy box from his pocket: "Little friend, uncle has a son who is about the same age as you. When he sees you, uncle thinks of his son..."

It took a lot of effort to open the candy box with the gnawed fingers, the man poured out a red candy and handed it to Xiao Zhongye: "My son likes candy very much, uncle will give you one too, okay? "

Xiaozhong also: "..."

Do the current human traffickers come out to abduct children without making up good stories?

So perfunctory...

The man didn't pick up the phone when he saw Xiao Zhong, and was a little impatient. He glanced at the counter frequently, but there was still a smile on his face: "What's the matter, kid? Don't you like candy?"

"I like it." Xiaozhong also nodded, with a simple tone, "But uncle, is your candy sweet?"

"Of course it's sweet! There's no candy that isn't sweet, you'll know when you try it..."

"Then uncle, try one and let me see." Xiaozhong also interrupted the man, with a layer of grievance after being cheated on his face, "Dad also said that sugar is sweet, but I tasted one and it turned out to be a mouse." It smells like shit."

man:"……"

"How can I, me and your father be the same..."

"But didn't uncle just say that he thought of his son when he saw me?"

Xiaozhong also showed an expression of "as expected": "I knew that uncle, like my father, wanted to trick me into eating rat-shit-flavored candies!"

"..." No matter what the man thought, his plan was aborted in the hands of a father who had fed his son candies that tasted like rat droppings!

The conversation in front aroused the vigilance of subordinate No. [-] and subordinate No. [-]. They immediately came out from behind and saw a ragged man blocking their little Mr. Zhongyuan in the corner, holding a red Tang, who got weird, immediately opened his eyes and roared angrily: "Hey! What are you doing!?"

The man panicked all of a sudden, he didn't have time to pick up the candy when it dropped on the ground, picked up the candy box, opened the door and ran out.

Xiaozhong also picked up the candy, wrapped it in a tissue and looked around. Seeing that there was no trash can, he had to put it in his pocket first, and then throw it away after going out.

"Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan, are you okay?!" Subordinate No. [-] was so nervous that his heart was beating wildly!

Mr. Zhongyuan was almost abducted by an inexplicable person. Fortunately, Mr. Zhongyuan was smart and witty, and he was unmoved. He is indeed Mr. Zhongyuan!

"It's okay." Xiao Zhong also patted subordinate No. [-] on the shoulder and comforted him: "Uncle, don't worry, I'm not such a child who is easily abducted! I'm smart!"

After this encounter, subordinate No. [-] never left Xiaozhongye. After subordinate No. [-] bought two locks, the three of them drove back to the mafia building as soon as they left the lock shop.

After the black car disappeared around the corner of the intersection, the man hiding in the shadow of the vending machine came out and quickly dialed a number: "They left, the license plate number is..."

In the back seat, Xiaozhong also looked at the two locks in the bag, his eyes widened: "Uncle, why did you buy two locks?"

"Well, the other one is mine, haha..." Subordinate No. [-] laughed and said, "That big copper-colored lock belongs to Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan."

Anyway, according to the shop owner, the lock looks like it needs brute force to open, but it is actually a flashy decoration. The mechanical expansion inside has been rusted for a long time, and it can be pulled open by pouring some oil into it.

It's good if they can be pulled open... Subordinate No. [-] thinks, if the lock can be opened, Mr. Zhongyuan won't think about pulling their heads away, very good, very good...

Before the breath was over, a delivery truck was driving towards them from the corner of the eye. Instead of slowing down, the speed of the truck was getting faster and faster!

Subordinate No. [-]'s pupils shrank suddenly, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes!

The piercing sound of brakes suddenly sounded!The car body slammed into the riverside guardrail!

Two delivery trucks surrounded the back road of the black car, and the person who jumped out of the driver's seat was wearing a navy blue one-piece overalls, with the brim of the black hat pressed down extremely low, and only a thin chin and stubble.

Xiaozhong was also pulled back to the back seat by the seat belt, and his head was knocked dizzy. Before he could recover, the subordinate No. [-] in the passenger seat suddenly leaned out and put the black suit directly over his head.

"Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan, no matter what you hear, never look up! Cover your ears!"

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