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"Wait, needless to say."

I have a general idea of ​​what happened. The conclusion is that the Detective Boys will always accept commissions from different people and get involved in various cases.

The curse of the world sounds very familiar. After all, I was surrounded by a group of children of the rainbow every day in Pengo Lie. This kind of thing appeared in Japan, combined with the effect of the previous APTX4869.

From this, it can be concluded that the two cursed people should be the shrunken Miyano Shiho and a certain experimental subject that she had hidden before.

"Is it really Kudo Shinichi?"

Recalling the first glimpse outside the building, combined with the death list from the organization, and a certain senior who dragged himself to find his son a month ago, this conclusion can easily be drawn.

As for the senior writers who have helped me on my way to become a novelist, as a person who knows how to repay my kindness, I of course chose to immediately send a text message to Mr. Kudo and make a small report.

[Thank you, don't tell him for now, we'll go back to Japan right away. 】

I got a reply from Mr. Kudo, and I knew the bad taste of my senior couple. I silently mourned for Conan Edogawa for three seconds.

"Huihui, help me make an appointment with classmate Hui Yuanai?"

Looking at the little boy who frowned, I secretly felt that he was indeed a cub, and then I chose to explain it intimately,

"They are not children, but adults who have become children because of the curse. I hope that I can check the curse on them and solve it. Otherwise, things like this that kill people every day will still happen."

"You don't want to see too many people die, do you?"

Huihui looked up at me. I know that a child of this age already understands everything, let alone a child who has experienced many things with his father. Thinking of Mr. Shi Er, it is hard to imagine that Huihui's mother is a What a man of God.

"I'll tell them."

In the end, Huihui still gave such an answer, somewhat unexpected but reasonable, the kindness of this child is something deep in his bones.

"Huihui..." Don't believe too much in what you see...

& answer the phone answer the phone &

Before I had time to say a certain sentence that was a bit condescending, a familiar ringtone came from my pocket, and the boy also consciously walked away from here, laughing at himself, I picked up the phone and connected the call. Osamu Dazai exclusive customized ringtones.

"Hey, Dazai, what's wrong?"

Listening to the words coming from the other side of the phone, I touched my forehead tiredly, what's the matter with you masters and apprentices, why do you always ask me to go to the police station to catch people?

Sen-senpai's lolicon, Osamu Dazai's love-sacrifice maniac, thank you, I have been laughed at.

"Hmm, so which police station are you at?"

I sighed, and looked at my clothes through the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the entrance. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, I took the key and went out. While walking on the way to the elevator in the underground garage, I listened to Osamu Dazai on the other end of the phone. Ramble.

"I met a very beautiful young lady today. After I invited her to die in love, I was sternly rejected, and the young lady died after that."

After listening to this somewhat dry statement with a blank face, I said with a smile, Dazai Osamu, you wait for me, it is absolutely impossible for me not to report to Chuya.

I believe that Zhongye, who has been bullied by you all the year round, would be happy to put your jokes on the homepage of the forum for the entire port mafia members to look up to.

I don't believe that Osamu Dazai, a fine man, didn't see the general idea of ​​things. After all, he has to observe people's words and deeds and figure out people's psychology.No one in Yokohama is better than Osamu Dazai, even Edogawa Ranpo is no exception.

"Dazai, you shouldn't have forgotten that you have pledged your dark history with me."

Passing through the dark underground parking lot, I came to my car, squinting my eyes slightly, this car...

"Wen Guang~"

The slightly sweet voice made me tremble, and I was about to suffer from diabetes.

"Shut up, who knows your whereabouts?"

Putting down the key that was about to be inserted into the keyhole, I took off the phone next to my ear and turned on the built-in flashlight function of the phone, half covering the light and looking at the back seat of my car.

Nothing.

So is it the trunk?

"Dr. Mori, as well as Chuya and the others. Of course, I came here by Shinkansen this time. I don't know how many people have seen me on the road."

I looked up at the surveillance cameras around me, and carefully moved myself to the dead corner of the surveillance. It seems that there is no second safety measure...

So it also shows that these people have deep confidence in the bomb in the car.

"My car was planted with a bomb, the timing of your call is too coincidental, Dazai's case..."

There are not many people who know about my relationship with the port mafia, and even fewer people who dare to attack me. This makes it possible to exclude only two or three people.

Ogai Mori, Osamu Dazai, A...

The first two will not use this kind of method that you know at first glance that it will not work, and the last person is...

Thinking of someone looking at my neck with disgusting eyes, I realized that it wasn't this person either...

"Are there any suspects in your case?"

I took the elevator back upstairs, took out my toolbox from the study, and arrived at the underground parking lot again. I spread the toolbox on the ground and began to pick and choose.

"Three suspects, I'm one of them."

Osamu Dazai's voice concealed a trace of excitement. I don't know what interesting things this man saw again. I took out a piece of chewing gum from my pocket and stuffed it into my mouth to chew. Opened my trunk.

There was a slight gap, and I wanted to follow the elastically opened trunk, and I pressed it firmly. I reached out and took out a pen from my pocket, and swept it along the keyhole. A small force came. At that time, I knew it was probably an impact bomb.

"Have you found the murderer?"

I closed the trunk with a little force, and after confirming the location and shape of the bomb, I opened the car door without closing it, entered the car from the back seat, and removed the back of the rear seat.

The true face of the bomb appeared in front of my eyes, nitroglycerin, an explosive that can be detonated by a slight vibration.

However, it looks like the one fitted to my car is a modified variety.

"It's another beautiful lady, but she seems very calm."

"If you expose her, maybe she will choose to die with you, and achieve your purpose of dying for love in disguise."

The mouth was joking, but the movements of the hands did not relax, and the cloud attribute flames surrounded the bomb in the middle from all around.

"You don't need me, there is a very powerful young man here."

"Oh? It's really amazing to be called amazing by you."

The soft cloud gently lifted the bomb and floated towards me. Although it is possible to directly use the flame to explode things in the distance, each handmade bomb is equivalent to a work of art. Maybe the real culprit behind the scenes will jump directly in front of me.

"Yeah, a seven-year-old boy is actually the mastermind behind the famous Mori Kogoro. I couldn't do that when I was seven years old."

Combined with Osamu Dazai's information and the location in Mihua Town, I instantly identified the suspect—the suspected shrunken Kudo Shinichi, or the little boy now named Edogawa Conan.

"Isn't that kid called Conan?"

"Bingo, the answer is correct, but unfortunately there is no reward."

I took the explosives and went back to the specially remodeled training room upstairs, ready to tear the bomb apart. Hearing Osamu Dazai's words, I adjusted my glasses on my face and silently rolled my eyes.

"That child is the child of Senior Kudou, you should know that Odasaku has a good relationship with Senior Kudou, right?"

I used tweezers to separate the things little by little, and reminded Osamu Dazai not to play too much. After all, this person who seems to be bored to the point of going crazy recently, this kind of rare fun, he is easy to tease him severely .

"Odasaku, I won't know. And how could it be a trick? It's clearly a teaching from a senior."

"Then you have fun, I'll come to pick you up later, by the way, if you get that boy out of the way, maybe the plan to destroy the organization can be advanced a few days earlier."

Osamu Dazai looked at the boy who was running around in a small blue suit not far away, directing and acting on his own, raised his eyebrows, and said to the other end of the phone:

"It seems that this child has some big secret."

"If you can persuade him to cooperate, maybe Sen-senpai can make a lot of money from Peng Lie this time."

Hearing Fu Wenguang's words, Osamu Dazai cut it short. He didn't want to work for Dr. Mori, but he was a person who was committed to defecting.

"By the way, Wen Guang-jun, have you finished writing your book "The Great Technological Change: The Immortal Cat"?"

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After Osamu Dazai asked the question with full expectation, what he got was the sound of the phone being hung up crisply and neatly, and his complexion became extremely ugly for a moment.

Who asked the people in the circle to bet on when Fu Wenguang would be able to finish the work that harassed Mr. Natsume. The bet was: the winner can propose a topic, and the loser should write an article around this topic.

Chuya Nakahara and Hongye Ozaki: three months.

Osamu Dazai's answer is: half a year.

Kusaku Yumeno, Ogai Mori, Ango Sakaguchi and others are: one year.

The expectations of everyone in the Armed Detective Agency are: ranging from one month to two years.

Oda: no period.

Today, Fu Wenguang's article has been open for half a year, and it has not yet been completed.

Chuya Nakahara and Koyo Ozaki were willing to bet and prepared to wait for the winner's question, but Osamu Dazai, who hadn't seen the following for nearly half a year, was a little flustered, which was one of the reasons why he helped non-stop.

He wanted to read the articles written by Dr. Sen, but he didn't want to write them himself.

As for Fu Wenguang, who is staying at home now, looking at the bomb in front of him, he is thinking whether to take advantage of the trend to commit another fraudulent death.