I make a lot of money from vests

Yuan Yi started to perform.

"The appearance of Qian Xian's upper body in the garden is just pretending?"

Shinohara didn't deny it, "That's right, but I didn't expect the majestic savior of the Heisei era to be afraid of ghosts and gods."

She stared at Yuan Yi with a calm expression, and she didn't have much malice towards Yuan Yi.

She remembered how the detective fought back his fear but did not abandon her when she played tricks in the garden.

After transferring schools, she received very little kindness.

Even if there was, she pushed it away by herself, no wonder others.

Yuan Yi felt countless arrows stuck in his heart, blowing him up one second, and telling the truth the next.

He said bluntly, "I am a detective who believes in science."

Gojo Wu leaned on Xia Youjie, and said lazily, "Look at him, does he look like that guy with curly hair, who is obviously afraid of ghosts but keeps talking hard."

Xia Youjie teased, "Wu, are you thinking of Silver Time?"

Gojo Satoru made the motion of vomiting: "I miss him? I wish that idiot would get out of here."

Xia Youjie made a long "hmm" and said intentionally, "But you're the one who usually plays best with Yinshi, isn't it?"

Gojo Satoru had an ugly expression, "What nonsense are you talking about" on his face: "Jie, open your little eyes and take a good look."

Yuan Yi lowered his face: "Can you two stop whispering behind others when others are talking? It's very disrespectful."

Wujo Wu let out a "cut", expressing his dissatisfaction.

Xia Youjie apologized, "I'm sorry, Kudo-kun, you continue."

Osamu Dazai: "You guys are disrespectful to Ms. Shinohara."

He watched the three of them with great interest, wondering if it was his illusion, the three people he met for the first time unexpectedly gave him a feeling that the three of them were old friends who had been together for a long time and had a tacit understanding.

Yuan Yi took a breath and continued: "You wrote all the suicide notes of the four students that the police found on the balcony?"

Shinohara shrugged and replied: "I wrote it. Usually I imitate their handwriting for their homework. They can't recognize which ones are written by them and which ones are written by me. They forge it with their handwriting." A suicide note that even the police can't detect is not difficult."

Her eyes were deep, and she seemed to see the scene at that time through the moonlight.

inside the classroom.

The setting sun shrouded the entire classroom, and everything looked like an old yellowed and faded photo.

Xiao Yuan was packing her schoolbag and preparing to go home. She was the only one left in the classroom, and the cleaning classmates had already gone home.

She had just packed her schoolbag when the classroom door was suddenly closed with a loud "boom".

Shimizu and Asakusa blocked the door one after the other, while Koizumi held his homework book with an angry expression on his face.

The homework book was thrown directly on Shinohara's face, and the paper fluttered in the classroom, staggering and falling all over the floor.

"You bastard, you killed us. I asked you to help with homework. I didn't expect you to be so stupid and have no brains. The five homeworks are exactly the same. Your grades are good. The teacher didn't bother you, and called the four of us to the office to teach us a lesson." A meal."

Ryuzaki stopped the angry Koizumi, and comforted him: "It's the first time for Shinohara to help us with homework, and you'll gain experience after doing it a few times."

Koizumi glared at Shinohara, and sat down on the chair angrily.

Ryuzaki picked up the notebooks and papers scattered on the floor, and put them neatly on Shinohara's desk. She said, "Shinohara, you are smart, and you are the top student in the class. It is not difficult to imitate the handwriting of the four of us, right?"

Shinohara hesitated to speak, "I'm too busy. Not only do I have to do my homework after school, but I also need to participate in some club activities. It's a bit difficult to share your homework."

Koizumi slapped the table and said, "Xiao Yuan, what do you mean by that? When you first transferred here, you didn't know anyone and you had a gloomy personality. Do you know that everyone secretly said you were weird? If the four of us didn't take the initiative to talk to you When you are friends, someone in this class will talk to you? I would have ignored you if I knew it earlier."

Shinohara whispered: "I'm sorry, next time I will pay attention to imitating your handwriting to help you with your homework."

Hearing this, Koizumi smiled happily: "I don't need to do my homework so I can have more time to play."

Ryuzaki embraced Shinohara's shoulders, and praised: "As expected of Shinohara, he is so smart, there is absolutely no problem imitating the handwriting of the four of us."

After she finished speaking, Koizumi dragged her out of the classroom, and the four people in front talked and laughed.Shinohara was carrying a schoolbag, which contained the homework books of the four of them, and silently followed behind them.

She stepped forward on the overlapping shadows of the four of them, comforting herself in her heart: "We are all friends, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't even have anyone to talk to in this school."

Laughter kept coming, and she never got involved in the topics of the four of them.

Shinohara imitated the handwriting of the four of them becoming more and more familiar, even they themselves sometimes couldn't tell which were written by her and which were written by themselves.

Just after class, Qing Shui stood proudly by her desk and threw some money on the table.

"It's so hot, Shinohara will help us go to the vending machine and buy a few bottles of soda."

Shinohara took the money, went downstairs silently, and bought four bottles of soda from the vending machine near the teaching building.

She knew that Qing Shui did not include herself among the people mentioned.

As soon as she returned to the classroom, Shimizu snatched the soda in her hand. After giving the soda to the other three, she gave Shinohara a disgusted look and complained, "It's slow to death, are you trying to heat us to death?"

Shinohara's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, even the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat, and the white school uniform on his back was soaked.

She held the change in her hand: "Qing Shui, I found the change..."

Qing Shui waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll give it to you."

Long Qi comforted: "Shimizu has such a temper, so don't talk to her."

After finishing speaking, she asked again: "Xiao Yuan, have you copied the class notes for us?"

Xiao Yuan looked at the five books of handwriting spread out on his desk, nodded and said: "Copy it."

Ryuzaki took out his own copy and praised: "As expected of Shinohara, I can't even tell that I didn't write this handwriting myself."

Shinohara forced a smile: "Thank you."

She put the change left over from buying soda on the clear water table, and sat on the seat alone.

Is this really how friends get along?

She has no friends and can't think of an answer.

One day after school, Nakamori in his class suddenly found her.

She questioned: "Is there something wrong with your head? Koizumi and the other four are bullying you on campus, why do you obey them like a fool? The teachers have intervened, and you actually said that you are friends, Is it nonsense to report people who bully you?"

Shinohara clenched his hands into fists and said angrily, "Nakamori-san, Koizumi and the others are my friends, they didn't bully me! It was Nakamori-san who reported them that they bullied me, right? Don't do that again next time."

Nakamori rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly, "Whatever you want, if I meddle in your business, I'll be a dog."

After Nakamori left, Shinohara sat slumped on the ground alone.

She hugged her knees and murmured: "No one wants to be friends with this monster like me. They are the only ones who want to be friends with me. They are my friends..."

The air twisted, and a strange green air radiated from behind Shinohara, and disappeared after a while.

"Is it you, the guy who informed the teacher?"

Koizumi's nails painted with red nail polish were digging at Shinohara's arm, and the blood was mixed with her nail polish, making it difficult to distinguish.

She was lying on the ground with dust all over her face and body.

She explained: "It's not me, it's..."

Shinohara suddenly stopped, closed his open mouth, and didn't say anything about Nakamori.

Ryuzaki usually smiled gently, but at this moment he looked down at her coldly.

She leaned over, grabbed Shinohara's hair, and lifted her up from the ground: "Because of you, I was taught a lesson by my family, saying that I bullied my classmates and shamed the Ryugasaki family."

Shinohara was startled by her always gentle: "Ryuzaki..."

Ryuzaki let go of her hair, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped off the hand that was pulling her hair in distaste.

After wiping, she still felt dirty, so she washed her hands with hand sanitizer at the sink.

Water droplets were stained on the mirror, Ryuzaki straightened his hair in front of the mirror, and said with a smile, "Don't hit her in the face."

Asakusa moved and kicked Shinohara's stomach.

Ryuzaki walked out of the bathroom slowly, and closed the bathroom door instantly.

Faint groans and groans could be heard, and Ryuzaki stood guard at the door, watching over his companion who was teaching Shinohara a lesson.

From that day on, Ryuzaki and the others bullied Shinohara even more.

Once the switch of evil is turned on, it is out of control.

They seemed to fall in love with beating and scolding Shinohara, and all the anger in their daily life was released by beating Shinohara.

The invisible green mist around Shinohara became thicker, until one day, the green mist enveloped Shimizu who came to teach her a lesson alone.

Driven by the fog, Qing Shui came to the top floor of the teaching building late at night.

Shinohara stood behind her, looking at her coldly.

Suddenly, she laughed and murmured: "We are friends, you should be willing to die Qingshui for your friends."

Shinohara looked down, Shimizu was lying on the ground, blood was flowing.

She was not afraid, but more of the joy of releasing the resentment suppressed in her heart.

After Qing Shui jumped off the building, she calmly arranged the scene and pressed her forged suicide note under the stone.

"My cleverness is not only used to imitate you and help yourself with homework."

She murmured: "There are three more, take your time. It doesn't matter if you die, we will be good friends together in the next life."

……

Shinohara said everything calmly, Yuan Yiyi didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xia Youjie suddenly sighed, "It's a pity."

He didn't know whether he was regretting that Shinohara chose the wrong revenge method, or regretting that the world of conjuration lacked a smart conjurer.

Green mist emanated from Shinohara's body, and there was a rich green in sight.

Xia Youjie covered his nose and said solemnly: "This should be Shinohara's spell, which releases poisonous gas, which can paralyze other people's nerves, and then be controlled by her."

Gojo Satoru frowned and said, "This is difficult, my no-lower-limit technique has not been practiced enough to block poisonous gas."

Not only did Osamu Dazai not cover his mouth and nose, but he breathed in the poisonous green gas.

He opened his hands, madness flashed through his iris pupils.

"You want to die, right? That's why you said that you want to be friends with the four of them in the next life." Dazai Osamu bewitched, "What's the point of being friends with them? It's interesting to die for love with Dazai and I!"

Genichi was not affected by the green poisonous gas, he speechlessly ruled Dazai who was holding the abandoned table on the roof and kept crying.

"Oh~ Beauty, don't leave, leave Dazai alone!"

"Wait for me, Dazai will go to Paradise with you."

"Hey... my beauty..."

Gojo Satoru: "...that's outrageous, has he always been like this?"

Xia Youjie tried to wake up Dazai Zhi: "Mr. Dazai...? Calm down, hold your breath, don't let the poisonous gas corrode your nerves."

Genichi awkwardly separated Dazai Osamu from his stool beauty.

Osamu Dazai: "No! Don't separate me from my beauty."

"Crack".

The camera phone rang.

Yuan Yi's face was paralyzed: "Wutiao-kun, what are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru sent the photos to Gintoki Sakata, who was alone at the High School of Conjuration and had no mission: "It's nothing, just take a few photos for everyone to enjoy together."

Yuan Yi: "...Can I deal with Shinohara first and then watch fun?"

Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru use spell power to keep the poisonous gas out, and only Osamu Dazai is currently affected by the poisonous gas.

Miserable or Dazai Zhimi miserable.

Shinohara stepped onto the fence on the edge of the roof, facing Genichi, behind her was the abyss that opened its mouth and seemed to engulf her.

"I don't regret that I killed Ryuzaki and the others. The only thing I regret is that when Nakamori helped me, I didn't grab the rope that could pull me out of the mud."

The green poisonous gas gradually dissipated, and the hem of Shinohara's black school uniform skirt flew up.

She suddenly looked at Yuan Yi and smiled: "Savior, why didn't you show up earlier."

Shinohara closed her eyes, recalling the feeling of her being carried on his back.

Gentle and clean, she can even smell the special sunshine on his body.

With his heartbeat echoing in his ears, Shinohara said regretfully, "It's a pity you have a girlfriend."

Shinohara opened his eyes: "When I killed Shimizu, I was ready to die with them, but after I stood on the balcony, I regretted it again."

She stepped back, her heels hanging in the air.

"But now, it's useless to regret..."

She closed her eyes and fell back, the wind blowing past her ears.

A hand suddenly grasped her wrist.

Genichi supported the railing with one hand, and grabbed Shinohara's wrist with the other.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are the only one who believes that I have a girlfriend, so you can't die."

Shinohara opened her eyes, and was dragged up by Yuan Yi abruptly.

"Why did you save me? I miss, do you know that!" Xiao Yuan said hoarsely.

Yuan Yi knelt down, touched her head, and said gently: "You don't want to die, I heard your cry for help."

Xiao Yuan cried and threw himself into Yuan Yi's arms, but was pushed out by Yuan Yi. When he hit the railing, Xiao Yuan stopped crying and looked confused.

Yuan Yi said nervously: "You guys testify to me that she jumped on me and I didn't take the initiative to hug me! My girlfriend is a karate champion, and if I know that other girls hug me, I won't be able to forgive me."

[......]

[Please don’t magnify Kudo Shinichi’s point infinitely, “Martin Morning” can’t help you make Mori Ran in this world. ]

Wujo Wu taunted: "A person like you has a girlfriend, and my Wujo Wu's name is written backwards."

Xia Youjie: "...Kudo-kun, pay attention to Xiaoyuan's mood."

Osamu Dazai: "Hee hee... die for love..."

Shinohara: "..."

She was probably blind, and felt that this person was too warm.

Yuan Yi stood up and leaned over to look at her: "No matter what reason you kill someone, but a crime is a crime. No one can be above the law and wantonly use their own methods to trample on other people's lives."

If it was Yuan Yi himself, it would not be his turn to say such things.

But now that he bears the title of "Kudo Shinichi", he cannot be sorry for "Kudo Shinichi".

Since Shinohara was the one who had awakened the spell, Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru brought her back to the Spell Association and handed her over to the Spell Association in accordance with the Spell Regulations.

Genichi doesn't know how Shinohara will be punished, but she will pay the corresponding price for what she did.

The black clouds dissipated, and the moonlight poured down on the ground like water, and the wind blew by, causing waves.

Genichi carried Osamu Dazai on his shoulders and complained: "I told you that I can handle this case by myself, so I want Osamu Dazai who does nothing to accompany me."

Gojo Satoru lost 10 yuan in a bet, so he didn't want to share it with Dazai, he wanted to keep it alone!

Osamu Dazai was jolted awake, opened his eyes, and was completely clear.

He patted Yuan Yi on the shoulder, motioning him to put himself down.

Yuan Yi complained: "It's almost home, Mr. Dazai, you woke up in time."

Osamu Dazai: "How can you hear Shinichi-kun complaining about me when you're not awake?"

Yuan Yi: "...Mr. Dazai, have you been pretending?"

Osamu Dazai smiled mysteriously: "Guess, a young detective with a girlfriend."

In order not to continue to be tortured by Osamu Dazai and unable to fall asleep, Yuan Yi took the initiative to bring the quilt and pillow to the living room.

He's curled up on the couch and can't stretch out, but sleeping on the couch is better than sharing a bed with Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai had just taken a shower and changed into pajamas, and the ends of his hair were still dripping.

He leaned against the door, glanced at Yuan Yi who was curled up in the quilt and was playing with his mobile phone, and teased, "Xin Yi-kun, are you chatting with a non-existent girlfriend?"

Genichi turned over, the back of his head was facing Osamu Dazai, he didn't bother to talk to him.

Dazai smiled and turned off the light in the living room.

"Xinyi-kun, I forgot to say, welcome to join the Armed Detective Agency and become a member of the Detective Agency."

The door was gently closed, and the light leaked from the gap beside the door.

Yuan Yi turned over, looked at the ceiling and opened the panel to check the amount he currently owns, then he was silent.

After closing the panel, he clicked on the phone calendar, marked a strong reminder on a certain day in a few months, and put an exclamation point.

In a few days, he will work hard to make money!

***

The next day, Genichi and Osamu Dazai compiled a report on the case and handed it to Kunikida.

After reading it, Kunikida deleted the part about the mantra, and sent the case to the client.

Detective agencies will not inform clients about abilities, spells, and a series of things that are difficult for ordinary people to touch.

After all, not everyone believes in these, and not everyone can accept these unusual things.

Yuan Yi successfully received the first pot of gold when he came to the detective agency.

The side quest to compete with Edogawa Ranpo for the title of a famous detective has not progressed.

From time to time, Yuan Yi peeked at Luanbu who was playing with the glass beads in the wave soda.

He squinted one eye, moved the other to the glass bead, and pointed the bead to the sunlight.

Everything in front of me is like a dream, surrounded by a halo of light.

Ranbu: "Stupid goldfish, don't keep staring at me."

Yuan Yi quickly withdrew his gaze, and stared at the computer in front of him, pretending to be serious about his work.

"A fool is a fool."

Nakajima poked his head and comforted him: "Kudo-kun, Ranpo-san has such a personality. If you are an idiot, I must be the idiot among idiots."

Yuan Yi awkwardly changed the subject: "Nakajima, what do you have for lunch?"

Nakajima thought for a moment and said, "Chazuke rice."

Yuan Yi: "...Eat something else, treat yourself better."

Nakajima tentatively asked, "Kudo-kun, what do you have for lunch? I'll be with you."

Yuan Yi: "Eel rice."

When it was time for dinner, Yuan Yi stretched his waist and prepared to find an eel restaurant for lunch.

As soon as he stood up, Nakajima pulled him back to the chair.

Yuan Yi: "?"

Nakajima said seriously: "Kudo-kun, I'll order some takeaway, so don't go out."

Thinking of the series of disasters that happened when he went out with him before, Nakajima decisively chose to order takeaway.

"Eel rice, right?" Nakajima asked.

Yuan nodded.

Luanbu suddenly said: "I want to too."

Nakajima: "Okay, I ordered three unagi rice."

An hour later, Nakajima did not wait for his takeaway.

The time for delivery has passed, and the positioning of the delivery person stayed at the intersection for a long time.

Nakajima tried to call the delivery man, but the call never got through.

Ranbu: "I'm hungry!"

Nakajima panicked: "I'll call the store to try."

"Dun-jun, let me check the current location of the delivery staff." Yuan Yi glanced at the location on Nakajima's phone, stroked his forehead and said, "Dun-jun, I just saw a car accident at that intersection on the Internet, it is possible that our takeaway ..."

Nakajima: "..."

Yuan Yi put on his suit jacket and said, "You should return the takeaway and go out to eat. I know there is a good restaurant nearby. Their spicy curry is quite delicious."

Ranbu was ready, he put on his hat, kicked his glasses into his pocket, and the remaining pocket contained enough snacks for his return trip.

"Come on," he urged.

When Nakajima thought of the series of cases after going out with Yuan Yi, his face darkened half.

Yuan Yi and Luanbu were waiting for him at the door, he took a deep breath and followed them as if they were on a battlefield.

I pray that I will not encounter any cases when I go out this time.

They arrived at the restaurant smoothly without any accidents on the way.

Nakajima is a little unbelievable, is it because Mr. Ranpo is there?

After entering the restaurant, Nakajima still did not relax his vigilance.

There is no one in the restaurant, only the boss is there.

After ordering, the boss went to the back kitchen to start cooking the meals they ordered.

Nakajima was on high alert, looking at the kitchen from time to time, for fear that something might happen to the boss.

The meal ordered by the three of them is complete, and the boss is still alive and well.

Nakajima had a mouthful of food, was it a coincidence last time?

"La la la la la la la la la! How can it be so spicy!"

Nakajima poured down all the ice water on the table, his nose was sweating, his lips were hot red, drinking a glass of ice water still didn't relieve his hotness.

Yuan Yi: "...Dun Jun, I just reminded you not to order something so spicy, but you didn't seem to hear me."

With tears in his eyes, Nakajima said aggrievedly: "I was just watching to see if something happened to the boss, but I didn't notice that I ordered super spicy..."

Luanbu has been busy eating and has no time to talk to the two of them.

The sky and the earth are big, the food is the biggest, and everything is sidelined.

Yuan Yi said helplessly, "I'm not the god of death."

"Dead!!!!!!"

Yuan Yi: "........."

Look at his mouth, setting a flag every day.

Nakajima: "...Kudo-kun, do you want to go see it?"

Yuan Yi: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, someone's death has nothing to do with me, it's just a coincidence."

Luanbu ate the last mouthful of rice, he put down the spoon, rolled his tongue and rolled the rice grains on his lips into his mouth.

He puts on his glasses and leaves his seat.

Yuan Yi: "...What is Mr. Ranpo doing?"

Nakajima took a sharp breath, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

After a few minutes, Luanbu came back.

Yuan Yi and Nakajima's eyes were piercing, curiously looking at the chaotic steps that got a bunch of snacks after going out.

Nakajima: "Mr. Ranpo, these snacks..."

Luanbu put away his glasses: "There was a case in the snack shop next door. After I solved the case, the owner gave it to me."

Yuan Yi: "..."

This is still competing for the title of Meow's famous detective. How does his Xibei guy compare with this detective who seems to be cheating?

[It is detected that you need the "one-second crime-solving aura" necessary for detectives, yes/no to spend 10000000000000 to buy one-month use right? ]

"roll."

Yuan Yi didn't even bother to count how many zeros there were, and didn't want to see if he was worthy of this aura.

Nakajima counted the time it took for Ranpo to go out, and it was less than 10 minutes: "Mr. Ranpo, it's too strong..."

Ranpo was playing with the seal on the seal lollipop, he opened the seal and imprinted a goldfish on Yuan Yi's face.

"A detective like me is a good detective. You're so stupid."

Yuan Yi said wildly: "One day I will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Ranpo!"

Never mind him, let's say hello first.

Luanbu raised the lollipop, and printed a pink pig on the other side of his face.

"Even if an idiot becomes a detective, he is still an idiot detective." Ranbu affirmed.

The boss interrupted their conversation, and he put a box on the table.

"Today is the first anniversary of the store's opening, and all customers who enter the store can draw a prize once."

Nakajima first reached into the box and took out a note: "Thank you for your patronage..."

Luanbu couldn't wait any longer, after seeing the words in the drawn note, he stuffed the note back into the box with an unhappy face.

"This kind of pure chance activity is not for a detective."

Yuan Yi held a lottery draw, and he waved the note triumphantly: "It seems that the famous detective is not very lucky."

Luanbu let out a dissatisfied "tch".

The note that Yuan Yi pulled out said: Spicy Curry Free Trial Voucher x2.

After adding three luck points, he is finally not a super big African chief with a negative luck value.