Of course coser has to work hard after crossing

Zai Tui is really all over Yokohama!

Ayaka sighed Dazai's "charm" in her heart, then looked at Yamamoto seriously, "One last question."

"What?" Yamamoto was still smiling, and his fair face made people feel better.

"Your ability..." Ayaka scratched her hair, "Is that what it's called? What is your ability?"

This is obviously a problem that people with supernatural abilities don't like. Telling others about their abilities is no different from telling that person their weaknesses.But this is a question that the system asks itself to ask, and it is hard for Ayaka not to believe Brother Tong's words.

As expected, Yamamoto's face became stiff. He first raised his eyes and glanced at Dazai, then frowned and asked, "My ability has nothing to do with the case, right?"

"Of course it doesn't matter, but I don't want you to hide anything from the detective. You should understand the principle of not being suspicious, right?" Ayaka said nonsense in a serious manner.

Yamamoto was silent for a while, "If it's for the case, I can tell you, but only you."

After that, he cast his eyes on Atsushi Nakajima, who was stunned for a moment after receiving the signal, then obediently lowered his head and walked out of the office.

"Does Mr. Dazai know your abilities?"

"I don't know." Yamamoto shook his head, "After knowing my abilities, the leaders of the Supernatural Secret Service Division and Chief Mori. But I have always had [-]% trust in Mr. Dazai, so I don't mind him knowing this. thing."

Ayaka frowned, wondering if it was his own illusion, he always felt that Yamamoto seemed to be flattering Dazai.

However, the relationship between the two has nothing to do with him, Ayaka ignored their "eyes" (Yamamoto unilaterally) and asked, "So, what is your ability?"

"About the ability of pharmaceuticals." Yamamoto said very vaguely, "Many medicines in this pharmaceutical factory are made because of my ability."

"Then why do you need a prescription?"

"That medicine is unique." Yamamoto pursed his lips. "My ability is not strong enough to reproduce all the prescriptions. That one was bought from abroad, and it is only made here in Japan."

"Oh." Ayaka nodded to express her understanding, "Do the employees in the factory know about your abilities?"

"..." Yamamoto was silent.

"If you want to solve the case, please don't hide anything." Linglu couldn't help rolling his eyes, this person is too hypocritical.

"Only three people know that the other two were not in Yokohama that day when the prescription was lost." Yamamoto clenched his fists as he was urged, "But Jie Yuan is my best friend, so he wouldn't do such a thing!"

"Are you really the person in charge of this special factory?" Ayaka asked.

Yamamoto frowned and didn't understand what he meant, wasn't he the high school student in front of him?

"The person who can deal with the port mafia and the supernatural secret service department is unexpectedly simple, and Kudo-kun didn't expect that, right?" Dazai, who had been sitting on the table and listening quietly, suddenly said.

yes.Ayaka nodded in agreement. In the face of interests, even close relatives may betray, let alone the "friend" that Honda calls it.

Was able to be selected at that time... It was all because of this guy's ability, right?Ayaka glanced at him up and down, then stepped forward to pick up a pen and paper from Yamamoto's desk, "Please tell us the address of Mr. Yuyuan."

Sure enough, I still have to go to the door to investigate and feel relieved.

Yamamoto was stunned and did not step forward.

"Don't worry, we won't hurt him." All they need to do is solve the case.

"That's really troublesome for you." Yamamoto's voice was a little hoarse, but he still cooperated to write down his friend's address, "Please don't scare the sick child in his family."

"We are not violent." Ayaka said with a black line on his forehead, a little speechless.

After Yamamoto finished writing the address, Ayaka glanced at it casually and stuffed the note into his pocket—Anyway, Brother Tongtong will remind him, so he doesn't need to bother.

Then he walked out the door side by side with Dazai.Outside the door, Nakajima Atsushi was leaning against the wall with his knees hugged, looking aggrieved.

Seeing his lack of energy, Ayaka walked up to him quickly and rubbed his head, and stopped after his smooth hair was messed up, "Let's go and investigate Mr. Honda's friends together. "

"Okay." Atsushi Nakajima still didn't know the situation, but his deep-rooted softness made him nod obediently, and then left the venue behind the two.

Damn why are you so cute!Ayaka couldn't help sighing in her heart, and even wanted to continue rubbing Atsushi Nakajima's head.

Simply rationality finally defeated desire, Kudo Shinichi would not do such a thing to Maomao. ...Maybe it's okay for Xiaolan?

Ayaka raised the corner of her mouth, and a thought gradually rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Kudo-kun's smile is so weird." In the taxi, Dazai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Ayaka through the rearview mirror, "It looks like he ate a child."

"Eh?" Atsushi Nakajima turned his head to look at Ayaka with his eyes wide open, wanting to see the so-called "eat the child" expression.

Black-bone chicken mackerel!Ayaka resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "I'm just thinking about the case."

"It turns out that detectives always look like this when they think about a case?" Dazai suddenly realized, and imitated Ayaka just now and put on a more exaggerated expression.The facial features of a handsome face twisted together, and some couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Chuya, Kunikida!Thank you for your hard work!Ayaka clenched her fists and turned her head away from looking at Dazai, otherwise things might turn into an embarrassing situation where either he was beaten to death by herself or she was angered to death by him.

Feeling the atmosphere of the two, Atsushi Nakajima moved his body to the corner as much as possible to reduce his sense of existence, and he couldn't help but regret in his heart - he knew that he had gone shopping with Ms. Akiko, and it was also a Shura market, so he would rather choose a less depressing one. .

Dazai doesn't care about the atmosphere at all, or in other words, the current atmosphere is nothing to worry about for him, "I remember the last time I saw Kudo-kun published in the newspaper seems to be a long time ago? Why didn't Kudo-kun Appeared?"

Sure enough, it was impossible for Dazai to trust others casually.Even that is a reasonable excuse with people.

No matter how good his brain is, it is impossible to remember the time and number of times a person has published newspapers, let alone Kudo Shinichi is a detective in Tokyo, how many times can he be published in Yokohama newspapers?

The only possibility is that Dazai checked Kudo Shinichi with his mobile phone where they didn't pay attention, and then found that the figure that appeared in almost every crime scene suddenly disappeared.

"I'm very busy during this period, and the exam will make people bald no matter what time it is." Linglu's expression remained unchanged, as long as she was a student, it would not be awkward to use this excuse at all.

... After all, Kageyama saw that such a top student had ridiculously poor grades.

"Ms. Tanizaki seems to be worrying about the final exam recently," Atsushi Nakajima approached with a look of horror when he heard the topic, "Mr. Tanizaki said that she has been losing her hair recently and has a very bad temper."

"That's right! The final exam will literally hollow out everyone's body!" It turns out that beautiful women can also lose their hair.

"I see," Dazai smiled, "I thought Kudo-kun's grades must be very good."

"No, compared to this, I still prefer cases." I don't know if Kudo is good or not, but Ayaka is so bad.

I'm sorry for the washing machine, which hurt your reputation.

"So that's how it is." Dazai's tone rose, and it sounded obviously meaningful.

Facing the pair of iris-colored eyes that she likes very much, Ayaka clenched her hands nervously, and cold sweat spilled from her back little by little.

Taking a deep breath, try not to be so nervous - after all, Dazai has never been with Kudo Shinichi, so even if there are some differences in personality, he should not be aware of it.Besides, in this world now, there is no one else except himself, "Kudo Shinichi".

Seeing that the atmosphere gradually dropped to freezing point, the magical profession of taxi driver spoke.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing sunglasses, big unruly underpants and an undershirt. When Ayaka first got into the car, he thought he was wearing them back.

"Children still have to study hard," he said, chewing gum, not so clearly. "When I was young, I also dreamed that I would become an explorer or an artist and wander around the world. It wasn't until my wife ran away with someone else Realize that it's time to wake up from the dream."

"..." Atsushi Nakajima and Ayaka fell silent at the same time.

Dazai looked at the driver with great interest, and he spit out his ivory this time, who usually preaches suicide, "Although it is a low point in life, uncle, you have to work hard!"

"What uncle!" The driver yelled loudly, ignorantly, "I'm only 29 years old this year!"

Hmm...just seven years older than Dazai? !

Nakajima Atsushi and Ayaka looked at the driver's wrinkled face in shock. No one would believe it if they were 47!

"Is it necessary for me to deceive you?" The driver blushed angrily.

"Although there is none," Ayaka glanced at Atsushi Nakajima.

"But the long story sounds very similar to grandparents." Atsushi Nakajima seldom complained along with him.

In the complicated expression of the driver, Dazai concluded, "In short, please continue to work hard, so that no girl will die with you."

"Not being able to get a wife is really... Hey! Who is going to die for love!" The driver reacted and grabbed Dazai's collar with both hands, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you look better!"

"Uncle! Don't let go of the steering wheel, hey!" Ever since the taxi hit Chuya last time, Ayaka has become cautious.

——Cherish life, stay away from Two-dimensional drivers.

Coincidentally, at this time, a large truck approaching suddenly appeared from the corner ahead, and honked its horn to tell them to retreat quickly.

"Uncle—!" Ayaka and Atsushi Nakajima shouted at the same time.

"Young people are anxious and angry!" The driver was completely right, he let go of Dazai calmly and then put his hands on the steering wheel and turned it around. The cheap taxi was shaking and almost falling apart, but it flicked away perfectly truck.

"You can always trust the strength of the old driver!" The driver raised his chin proudly and said to the three people who were dumped in strange poses.

-

"Next time, don't take a taxi." After the three of them got off, Ayaka looked at the car leaving in the dust with a blank expression.

"I second the proposal." Atsushi Nakajima's eyes were still mosquito-repellent eyes, and he looked like he was about to faint.

Ayaka staggered and planned to walk towards the building not far away, but accidentally fell down.

Dazai grabbed his elbow in time, looking at the place where the two touched, Ayaka pursed her lips.

——At that moment, he clearly felt a sense of disobedience.

[It is [disqualification in the world]. ] The system's voice was a little gloating.

The author has something to say: Push Ahua's little volleyball fan!Fragrant! !

"After the disabled legs" by Yao Hualing

After I fell in love with volleyball, I got into a car accident and lost all feeling in my legs. I spent the rest of my life in a wheelchair.

Then my little sun-like bamboo horse hugged me and cried loudly, because he knew that my feelings for volleyball were not lost to him.

- "I will take your share to the arena for Ah Zhi!" Little Sun said with tears in his eyes.

I smiled lightly, then reached out and stroked the corner of his eyes: "Okay, then you...play for me."

[I weave a self-righteous cage, trying to implicate the flying crow]

Lightning protection: As the copywriting said, the hero is a twisted little sun blowing, the last sentence the hero of the copywriting said reflects the four words "self-righteous" in the parentheses in the upper row, this is just his self-deception