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Half an hour has passed, and Kudo Shinichi is still checking the corpse.

Yuan Yi reminded at the right time: "There are still 28 minutes."

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

He finally left the body and searched the scene.

The identities of the people in the casino are very special, and it is already the limit to stop everyone in the casino for an hour.

Osamu Dazai is very assured of Kudo Shinichi's ability to solve the case. He is sitting at the gambling table and flirting with a beautiful woman in a red dress.

Every time he said a word, the woman covered her lips with a white-gloved hand and smiled.

Yuan Yi withdrew his gaze, it was really unpleasant to watch.

Kudo Shinichi would hang around the corpse one by one, and observe near the stairs on the second floor for a while.

He asked, "Is there a monitor on the second floor that I need to check?"

Yamashita asked for instructions: "A cadre in Tomioka?"

Yuan Yi: "Let him watch."

Genichi personally took him up to the second floor, and Kudo Shinichi quickly retrieved the surveillance video and pointed it at the not far from the stairs on the second floor.

He zoomed in on the screen, and a red shadow flashed across the lower right corner of the screen.

Osamu Dazai answered the call from Kudo Shinichi, looked at the woman in the red skirt and replied with a smile: "Oh, it's true."

The woman approached Osamu Dazai, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Mr. Dazai, what is it really?"

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, held the woman's hand, and caressed her wrist ambiguously.

"It's really the killer specially sent to kill Senator Sato."

The woman looked puzzled: "Dazai-kun, what are you talking about?"

Osamu Dazai moved his finger up and touched the white glove on her hand: "The poisonous needle that killed Senator Sato must be hidden here."

The woman withdrew her hand, pushed Dazai away violently, and said angrily: "It's really unlucky, not to mention the murder case in the casino, the man I met is still crazy."

Osamu Dazai felt aggrieved and said, "I'm talking nonsense, now you are invited to die for love, will you still agree?"

"ill."

The woman typed a sentence, turned around and walked to the other side of the gambling table.

Wiping the gambling table with her hand, she came across the gun she had hidden in advance.

Kudo Shinichi, who saw the woman's movement from the surveillance, quickly ran downstairs: "Mr. Dazai, get out of the way!"

Not only did Osamu Dazai not hide, he closed his eyes.

There was darkness in front of him, and he didn't know why he felt a faint sense of excitement.

Do people get so excited about him before they are about to die?

There was no expected death, no blood, just the jingle of bullets touching metal.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and stood under the lamp, but there was no light in his eyes.

He slumped on the gaming table and said weakly: "Death again, failure."

Yuan Yi put away the knife and asked, "Is he sick?"

Kudo Shin nodded and said, "That's right, and he's seriously ill."

Yuan Yi: "I see."

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

This feeling of self-questioning and answering is really damn strange.

The woman in the red dress had been caught by Yamashita and the others, and a tiny needle was found from the hidden position of her glove.

Yamashita asked: "Commissioner Tomioka, how do you deal with this woman?"

Yuan Yi decisively sent: "Send it to the police station."

Yamashita: "...to the police station?"

Yuan Yi: "...?"

Isn't it right?Zhongyuan Zhong didn't send it to the police every time.

The military and police came as soon as they said they were coming, and the leader of the team had never seen him before.

It is police officer Yamashita with the same surname as the person in charge of the casino.

Yamashita obviously knew this police officer with the same surname as him, and told Officer Yamashita exactly what happened in the casino.

The woman in the red skirt was taken into custody by the military and police, and the dead Senator Sato was also taken away.

Police officer Yamashita said with a half-smile, "Commissioner Tomioka, we meet again."

Yuan Yi nodded: "Officer Yamashita."

Officer Yamashita didn't ask too much. This is the Yokohama Concession, a place where even the military and police have to be careful and dare not go too far.

The murderer has been found, whether it is the murderer or not, this matter has become a major event.

Officer Yamashita saw Kudo Shinichi beside him, and greeted him, "Kudo, I need to entrust you with a case."

Osamu Dazai intervened between the two of them, and said with a smile, "Officer Yamashita, the entrustment fee must not be less."

Officer Yamashita twitched the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "The entrustment fee is indispensable."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand proudly at Minamoto: "Commissioner Tomioka, see you next time."

Osamu Dazai and Shinichi Kudo left together with the police officer Yamashita. Yuanyi planned to cross the river and demolish the bridge, but the idea of ​​black and white fell through.

After dealing with the casino, Yuan Yi was just about to leave when Yamashita stopped him.

He suddenly said: "The cadres from the Central Plains called and asked the cadres from Fugang to help patrol the streets."

Yuan Yi agreed superficially, and was about to leave the casino and run away.

Unexpectedly, Yamashita summoned two subordinates and ordered: "You two, send the Tomioka cadres to XX Street."

Yuan Yi: "..."

Damn chicken, there is no way to drive ducks to the shelves like this.

Yuan Yi's lifeless inspection tour ended the jurisdiction area managed by Chuya in the Central Plains.

The newly opened milk tea shop in Port Mafia is on this street. It is outrageous to think about it.

Is Port Mafia so unprofessional from top to bottom?

The milk tea shop is located in the busiest part of the street, Yuan Yi opened the door, and there were almost no customers in the shop.

Before he walked in, several strong men in black lined up to welcome him.

"Welcome to the Port Milk Tea Shop!"

Yuan Yi: "..."

He knew why there was no one in the milk tea shop. How could anyone dare to enter the milk tea shop with so many burly men in black suits!

Some members recognized Yuan Yi and warmly invited him to try the new products in the store.

Surrounded by a group of men with big expressions, Yuan Yi was a little embarrassed.

There is a row of milk tea on the table in front of him.

A dozen or so big men stared at him expectantly, making Yuan Yi feel more pressured.

He tried a sip of every flavor of milk tea, and the taste was not bad.

Yuan Yi: "It tastes good."

Nanase, the member in charge of managing the milk tea shop, said dejectedly: "The milk tea tastes good, but the milk tea shop has no customers. If this continues, the milk tea shop that has only been open for a month will close."

Yuan Yi looked around, all the 1.8-meter-tall clerks were wearing black suits, cropped cuts, and sunglasses. At first glance, they looked like big brothers. Who would dare to enter such a milk tea shop!

Yuan Yi hesitated to say: "You can find the reason from yourself."

Nanase said excitedly: "Commissioner Tomioka, do you have any suggestions?"

"I do not have.

Nanase: "Everyone take pen and paper and listen carefully to the opinions of Tomioka officials!"

Yuan Yi: "..."

What happened to Zhongye Zhongye's subordinates, they directly carried people up to the high platform, and they couldn't even get off.

A dozen or so burly men were sitting on the small bench. To show respect, they took off their sunglasses and stared straight at Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi: "..."

Too bad, these big men stared at him, making him inexplicably fearful of men.

Ono, with flower tattoos on his arms, looked forward to saying: "Commissioner Tomioka, please give me instructions."

Yuan Yi: "..."

It's so embarrassing, Haoshe died, he shouldn't have walked into this wonderful milk tea shop out of curiosity.

Yuan Yi thought for a moment, and said directly: "Take off your clothes."

The strong men were collectively shocked: "Take off your clothes?!"

The clerk's black suits were collectively replaced with elegant deacon outfits. According to Yuan Yi's observation, the clerk who took off his sunglasses looked good.

Because they are members of the port Mafia, in order to be more majestic, they usually wear sunglasses, with a straight face, a look that is not easy to mess with.

After being sent to open a milk tea shop as a clerk, he still couldn't get rid of this problem.

The clerk who put on the deacon outfit felt less oppressive, but his expression was still indescribable.

Yuan Yi made a phone call and hired an acting teacher with money.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had just finished his work and was about to rest, also received a video call from Yuan Yi.

The picture gradually became clear from blur, and Zhong also recognized the place in the picture as a newly opened milk tea shop in his jurisdiction.

The first batch of milk tea shops are trial operations, and if the operation fails, the loss will not be large.

Several clerks in the store lined up, tearful being reprimanded by a stern woman.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

When he left, he was still a tough guy's clerk, but now he has turned into a little crying bag, and the clothes he wears are neither fish nor fowl, what a shame!

"Tomioka Yoshiyuki, what did you do to my subordinates?"

Yuan Yi's voice came from the earpiece, slightly distorted: "Teach them to be qualified milk tea shop clerks."

Zhong Ye said with an unhappy expression, "They are very qualified."

Yuan Yi: "After my teaching, I am now qualified."

He beckoned and called: "Stop, let the Central Plains cadres see the results of your training."

The store manager Nanase was the first to demonstrate. He bent down and gave an elegant salute: "Welcome to the Deacon Milk Tea Shop."

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

He stopped and said, "Isn't it a port milk tea shop? When did it become a deacon milk tea shop!"

Yuan Yi: "I just changed it."

Chuya: "Change it back!"

Yuan Yi hung up the phone without changing his face, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Central Plains officials said that you are doing a great job, keep working hard."

Nanase whispered: "Didn't the Central Plains cadres say to change the name of the store back to the port milk tea shop?"

Yuan Yi didn't feel guilty at all when he lied: "You heard wrong."

After a few days of emergency image management training, the store staff has a completely new look.

Yuan Yi directed the decoration team to carry out a major renovation of the store.

If it weren't for the fact that Mafia at the port is full of rough men, he would have directly set up a maid cafe.

How about asking Captain Akutagawa to borrow Higuchi Ichiyo and Gin...

"Rashomon!"

Genichi, who tried to ask Akutagawa to borrow Higuchi Ichiyo and Gin, was pierced by the furious hem of his clothes.

Yuan Yi, died.

Yuan Yi shook his head and sent his brain flying, but he still didn't want to die.

After changing the business model, the deacons of various styles in the milk tea shop have attracted the attention of many girls, and many girls from other places have come here inexplicably.

Nanase held the tray, looked at the full-seat scene in the store, and said happily: "The turnover has finally increased."

Ono said painfully: "Today, five girls asked me to take off my shirt to see my tattoo."

Nanase: "Just roll up your sleeves and let them see the tattoo on your arm. What are you doing with your shirt off?"

Ono said helplessly, "They want to see the tattoo on my back."

Nanase said in surprise: "You have tattoos on your back, why didn't I know?"

Ono coughed, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I have a tattoo on my back..."

The voice was like a fly, Nanase didn't hear clearly.

"What tattoo?"

Ono whispered: "...Pikachu."

Nanase: "..."

Yuan Yi left satisfied after inspecting the milk tea shop. He made the milk tea shop flourish, and asked Mori Ogai for a dividend when he returned.

He patrolled all the way to the jewelry store, and the clerk anxiously grabbed him and handed the white envelope he just received to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi opened the envelope, and he knew the words on the letter alone, but he couldn't read them together.

To complain:

I will take Yuchan's heart when the mouse eats the third piece of candy.

The magician at the end of the century, Phantom Thief Kidd.