All Yokohama is looking for Miss Gojo

Gojo Satoru had just completed a series of difficult movements of the yoga competition level, and found that nothing happened in the room. She regretfully put down her feet hanging from her neck. Fortunately, she was wearing elastic pants, which were so fluttering by herself. I didn’t see any trend of denaturation in the pants. I can only say that the quality of the pants is good. Gojo Wu made a quick decision and decided to buy pants from this store more often in the future.

The room was as calm as water, which made Wujo Satoru's attention more and more deviated, and her thinking became more and more divergent. It seemed that her consciousness was about to float from the earth to the universe, but her stomach gurgled and dragged her back from the universe , Gojo Satoru simply jumped off the computer chair, and then, she noticed one thing—the little detective was missing.

She remembered that when Ms. Yosano sent the little detective to her, she repeatedly emphasized to herself that Mr. Ranpo should not let him get lost. Now that this happened, Gojo Satoru felt that her head might not be safe. She immediately Go out and find someone.

Because the little detective is neither a supernatural being nor possesses magical powers, Gojo Gojo's "six eyes" which are usually used as detectors are useless now. She can only rely on her own eyes to find people nearby.

This is the small apartment where Gojo Wujo lived temporarily. Although the room size is not big, at least the room layout is very warm. Standing in front of the claw machine, staring at the doll in the glass eagerly.

This look was taken secretly by Yuren without her knowing, and finally put it in an envelope and gave it to her. Then, Gojo Satoru simply hung it in his room as a souvenir, thinking of that good time, The corner of Wujo Wujo's mouth raised a happy arc, and the next second, a slight sound came from the closet, which caught her attention.

She suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Little detective?" She walked to the closet, opened the closet door, and saw her worst dream at the moment, she was completely petrified.

In the 1.8-meter-high closet, Gojo Wu specially emptied a space in it to store her favorite snacks. Normally, she would store all the snacks that she was reluctant to eat or that were out of print here, but now her food reserves are kept by a black cat. The cat invaded, and the cat was lying playfully in the pile of snacks and playing. The moment the cabinet door was opened, he smiled happily at the white-haired girl.

"Wu Jiang, you have hidden so many delicious food, you didn't expect to be discovered by me!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Friends are exhausted.

In the sight of the girl who was about to stare him out of a hole, the black cat reluctantly crawled out of the pile of snacks, pretending that nothing happened, if the snack stains on the corner of his mouth were ignored, Gojo Satoru might still believe him, But now that the stolen goods have been stolen, he can't cover up his crimes by saying anything.

Therefore, the black cat used the nirvana "diverting attention". He picked up the sunglasses on the table sideways and asked the girl "Aba Aba": "Wu-chan, who gave you this?"

Gojo Satoru's pupils had turned gray, "Aren't you asking knowingly?"

How could a famous detective not know such a thing.

"Ah, yes..." Luanbu saw this sentence from her eyes, sweating on his brow, put down his sunglasses embarrassingly, and quickly found a solution on the girl with his usual reasoning brain the problem of the moment.

He happily took the girl's hand, "We've been busy for so long, let's go eat!"

"My treat!"

The young man's words instantly shattered the little depression in Gojo Wu's heart. He had long forgotten the unhappiness just now, and now his mind was full of dry food. She agreed to hold each other's hand, and the two of them With a tacit understanding, he put the case aside, and ran to eat happily.

As for the progress of the case card...

Sorry, for people who cook rice, cooking rice is the most important thing.

……

"Here, your crepe." The young lady wearing a duckbill cap smiled and handed the crepe in her hand to Gojo Satoru. After she handed over the money to the other party, she walked to the black shop that had been waiting for her for a long time. Fa youth side.

After taking a few bites of the remaining hot dough, mixed with the fragrant cheese sauce, Wujo Wu couldn't help feeling, "Sure enough, I have enough energy to work after eating."

Ranbu nodded in agreement.

When the crepes in her hand were finished, Gojo Satoru felt that something was missing. She took the leftover bag and thought about it seriously.

At this time, a well-meaning person passing by reminded her, "It is only perfect to have a drink pairing at the end of the meal."

Gojo Satoru clenched the packaging bag in his hand, and suddenly realized, "Yes, we should have something to drink, thank you..." She just wanted to thank this kind person for reminding her, but when she saw the person coming, her words just It got disconnected halfway through.

"Mr. Dazai?"

"Ah! Long time no see! Miss Gojo." Osamu Dazai squinted and smiled. He looked the same as usual, no different, but Gojo Satoru obviously felt that something was different about him, but he couldn't express that feeling.

She suddenly noticed a detail of the other party, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Dazai, where is the bandage on your face?"

The young man subconsciously raised his hand and stroked his right eye. The feeling was not warm cloth, but warm skin. He remembered that he had stopped bandaging his face since the day Oda made an accident. He smiled indifferently, "No need."

Gojo Satoru originally thought that Dazai Osamu was sneaking out to fish while he was still at work. She didn't intend to have a deep chat with this person, but turned around and planned to hold the little detective's hand and leave here.

Who knows, that person also followed them, and followed them for a long time.

Gojo Satoru really couldn't stand the sight behind him, so he simply took the little detective to teleport to another place where delicious food gathered, and continued to stroll, who knows, just sitting down to eat, Gojo Satoru once again noticed a familiar sight peep them.

She looked up and found that Osamu Dazai was sitting opposite them, looking at them with one hand on his chin and smiling, and seeing her looking over, he even waved and greeted her.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Forget that this guy has a high IQ, and ordinary methods are useless to him. Even if she goes to the wilderness, she probably can find this guy.

Helpless, Gojo Satoru could only allow an extra third party to intervene in the world of the two of them. This decision made the black cat frowned. Soon, Gojo Satoru observed two highly intelligent people confronting each other face to face. Without any swear words, this wonderful verbal battle opened Gojo Satoru's eyes.

Oh~ It turns out that you can still mock others like this.

learned, learned.

Strange knowledge added again.

……

During the truce between the two sides, Dazai Osamu suddenly shifted the target of artillery fire to Gojo Satoru, and he faced the purpose of the roll call: "I heard that Miss Gojo is short of manpower recently."

"How do you know?" Gojo Gojo was startled when she heard his words, this guy probably came to his door now because she poached his corner, planning to settle accounts with her.

You must know that Dazai Osamu takes Oda Sakunosuke very seriously. In order to prevent her from getting close to Oda Sakunosuke, he made a lot of stumbling blocks secretly.Now that Gojo Satoru had abducted her into his company, Osamu Dazai came to her at this time, absolutely wanting to dismember her, to relieve himself of being robbed of his love.

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

Gojo Wu tightly held the milk tea in his hand, ready to run away at any time.

Now the situation is special, she can't use spells blatantly outside, lest a certain spectacled beast will nag her for a while again.

Osamu Dazai, who took off the bandages on his face, was undoubtedly a beautiful sight when he smiled. There were already many young ladies nearby, and they looked back here frequently.

He held the cup with both hands, drinking coffee in the same way as the nobles and gentlemen in the last middle ages, which added a touch of elegance and easy-going to his appearance, and he murmured in a low voice, "Miss Wutiao, I have changed jobs now, I want to come and work with you."

"Do you think it fits?"

"Kangdang——" The crisp sound of the glass falling to the ground coincided with the young man's melodious voice. This sound completely sold Gojo Wujo's shocked heart, even though she was still superficially lighthearted.

Ah, boss crumbs would let you go so readily.

Is it in this river?

It's not in the river at all, so she must have heard wrong just now.

It's a pity that someone had already made sufficient preparations for this job hunting process. He used the voice of telling stories to others, and told out what Gojo Satoru had done recently one by one.

"The reason why Nikaido Xiabu and Yuze have not been pursued by other forces is also the credit of Miss Gojo! You seem to be getting paid to handle cases for others, but in fact you are paying back favors for others."

At any rate, the young man was a candidate for the cadre of the former port Mafia. At this moment, an invisible sense of oppression was rushing towards Gojo Satoru. "What exactly do you want to do?"

The atmosphere became tense, and at this moment, Ranpo directly spoiled the script from the perspective of an audience. "Wu Jiang, he just wants to rely on you to stay, and he is also envious..."

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

Do you envy her that being a boss can fish at any time?

Before the boy finished his remaining words, Osamu Dazai blocked the mouth of the informer with a snack, and he returned to his usual smile, "Miss Gojo, I am also very capable, why don't you think about it again. "

"But I don't have that much money to pay you." Wujo Wu spread his hands.

"I don't want a salary."

Gojo Satoru was full of doubts: "How is that possible?" She also stared at the bandage that was leaking from the opponent's cuff.

With so many bandages on the body, it must cost a lot of money to change them every day.

However, the complaints belonged to the complaints, Wujo Satoru was still shamefully moved.

After all, she had heard that a certain boss often talked about his employees, especially this person, who appeared frequently in sentences.

It would definitely be a good thing for her if he could come to work in her company.

She can sit back and relax and fish~

Wait, fish?

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized a very important thing.

It seems that this guy is also a master fisherman.