I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

Under our gaze, the kid standing next to the corpse took a step back, looked at me with his round eyes, and said innocently: "Big brother, I don't understand what you are talking about.

That kid still wanted to be modest, so I approached him and said softly: "This case involves my subordinates, please make sure to find out the real culprit."

After I approached, the middle-aged man at the other table came over and blocked the little boy.

Even though he was terrified of being pointed at by a gun, he patted his chest and said: "What do children know, let me, a famous detective, come. After all, I am the sleeping detective Mori Kogoro."

"Sleeping Kogoro Mori?" I'm sure I haven't heard of this detective.

So, I looked at the two suspects again, but they looked thoughtful.

It seems that what the detective said is true, he is very famous in their world.

However, I have not forgotten that when the case happened, it was the kid who rushed over and conducted a preliminary inspection professionally.

Compared with their pretending to be stupid, I naturally believe in the judgment of professionals from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

So, asleep?

I glanced at Ango Sakaguchi, and he smiled at me and nodded: "Sleeping."

Not wanting to waste time on such meaningless things, I simply ordered: "Minako, do it."

Under my signal, the girl next to Mori Kogoro beat him unconscious with a hand knife.

Facing the exclamation of the children and the disapproving expression of Mr. Oda from the detective agency, Minako timidly showed a smile like Yamato Nadeko.

Regardless of their interaction, I looked at the child: "Now, can Conan-kun help?"

"Of course, I won't ask your help for nothing." I took out a box and put it on the table, "After the real culprit is investigated, this is your reward."

If the real culprit cannot be found out smoothly, he should understand what will happen without me telling him.

The citizens of Yokohama outside the mission are innocent people who need to be protected, but if the special humanoid creatures appearing in this supernatural singularity do not cooperate, they will be the enemy, and I will never be soft on the enemy.

Seeing Kogoro Mori lying on the ground, the kid's face was obviously sweating, he raised his hands and nodded to me: "Brother, don't worry, I'll be right away."

Under my signal, everyone sat down in their original seats in cooperation.

Little Conan started to check the case, and I found Oda Sakunosuke looking there thoughtfully, so I asked, "What did Oda-kun find out?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head. He looked at Conan who was busy with tenderness in his eyes: "I just think this child is very hard. If he can't find it, can Mr. Nakahara give me face."

Seeing that I didn't speak, Oda Sakunosuke said again: "He should be an orphan, and the guardian is not very reliable."

Okay, I understand. This guy regards the special humanoid creature formed in the supernatural singularity as a real child, and he is eager to adopt him.

He is so merciful to possible enemies, I should laugh at him for being a holy father, but looking at his gentle expression, I feel that what he said actually makes sense, maybe it is just for innocent people who are involved in the singularity.

I looked at the person who knew the most information among us: "Mr. Sakaguchi, do you have any other information to provide?"

Ango Sakaguchi hesitated for a while and said, "This child and that detective once appeared in two different places at the same time."

I looked at Oda Sakunosuke with a smile and kindly suggested: "Then why don't you give it a try, Mr. Oda, how many Conan you can adopt."

Now Oda Sakunosuke stopped talking, just frowned and looked at the child: "Mr. Edogawa also likes him very much, and said that if he succeeds, he will be rewarded."

Saying that, Oda Sakunosuke took out his so-called reward from the notebook he carried with him.

It was a note, and I saw a line written on it: This detective reluctantly admits that you are a good detective——Edogawa Ranpo.

"Mr. Ranpo!" After I read this line, Conan's eyes lit up: "I will work hard."

Obviously, this note inspired him far more than my gems.

Mr. Conan, who was beaten with chicken blood, lived up to expectations and found out the real murderer and the hidden cyanide.

The murderer was the lady's crush. He pointed out that Ozawa suspected that he wanted to push the blame on her man. Now that the witnesses and material evidence were all invariable, the man directly admitted his crime.

I looked like a murderer, with murderous intent in my eyes: "Murder in Mr. Mori's shop is really unforgivable, hell repent your crime."

Even if they are going to be dissipated by the fog, I will kill this person the moment the singularity completely disappears.

The man looked at me full of fear, he wanted to say something, but Ozawa blocked his mouth with a towel.

……

…………

Ten minutes later, they still sat there without moving.

I looked at Ango Sakaguchi in surprise, why is this completely different from what he said.

"Perhaps, we are still missing a link." Ango Sakaguchi looked at me and said hesitantly: "The murderer explained the motive and mental journey of the murder."

I frowned and said in disapproval: "Whoever wants to hear this, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he killed someone and is a murderer. If it's for revenge or something, you can actually call the police after finding the evidence."

After hearing my words, everyone looked at me in disbelief, only Alice laughed.

I straightened my hat and looked at them with a bad face, "Why, do you want to provoke me, do you want to be crushed by filth?"

Meeting my gaze, the young man with red hair and blue eyes gently shook his head: "It's just a little unexpected."

Soon, under my threat of violence, everyone skipped this episode.

Ango Sakaguchi took out the previous case file, turned to the follow-up point and explained to me: "Every previous case has this process. Maybe this is equivalent to a ceremony. Every step is irreducible."

Then, under my signal, Miss Ozawa smiled dryly and pulled out the towel from the man's mouth.

She looked at us and said with some helplessness: "I just think it's disgusting for him to slander me and frame me. It's definitely not intentional revenge."

The untied murderer looked at us, and suddenly broke down and cried loudly.

The murderer who witnessed the collapse began to introduce himself to his rough crime methods, as well as his remorse and fear of refusing to admit it after the murder.

His self-analysis obviously did not impress anyone present, even the lady next to him who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster looked at him with anger in his eyes.

It's just that the man continued to talk, saying that he was afraid, and he gave me a special look. Obviously, he was not afraid of killing people and being caught, but had other fears.

I glanced at the cabinet destroyed by gravity, and couldn't help coughing.

Even if it was just a soft sound, the murderer's crying stopped abruptly when I heard my cough.

Looking at me with a face full of fear, it was like looking at the scariest person in the world.

Although I really want to crush him directly with gravity, after all, I am not a devil, and I would not do such a violent thing in front of so many people, especially if there is a minor here.

Since he did it, of course he will be rewarded. Under my signal, Ozawa handed the box I put on the table to Conan.

The little boy refused without opening it at all, so Ozawa simply stuffed the box into Kogoro Mori's pocket.

Soon, just like what Ango Sakaguchi said, their figures did disappear completely.

Along with the gems I received as a reward, along with Edogawa Ranpo's autographed note to this Conan-kun.

My gems are not so easy to accept. I turned on the GPS on my phone to check the location of the box, and found that they did appear in Tokyo in an instant.

Then, a few seconds later, the red dot appeared in Osaka and Kyoto, and in less than 10 minutes, red dots appeared in most cities in Japan.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is Tokyo and the surrounding cities, densely packed with shocking red dots.

Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango saw this scene, and their faces were also very serious.

Oda Sakunosuke was obviously frightened by these cases or the number of Conan children.

As for Ango Sakaguchi, he looked at me and smiled bitterly: "It seems that the satellite positioning speed of the port mafia is actually faster than that of the government."

Of course it will be even more powerful. If Dazai survives, the country can directly change its master in two years.

It's a pity that that person died. I lowered my eyelids and said, "If the Supernatural Secret Service Division is interested, we can cooperate on this point."

Ango Sakaguchi nodded: "Then I'm not going to be polite, the Supernatural Secret Service Division really needs these." In exchange, they will also do something for the port mafia.

For example, to find out what the former leader said before he died.

After bidding farewell to the detective agency, I looked at Ango Sakaguchi who was still staying in the coffee shop and said, "Mr. Sakaguchi, I have a private commission for you, but it is related to the former leader. I hope you can keep it secret."

Ango Sakaguchi smiled and nodded to me: "It is my honor to be able to help you and gain your friendship."

Without fully confirming and approving this supernatural being, I certainly wouldn't take him directly to the headquarters building and let him directly obtain the memory of that day, but it's not like I don't have other things I want to confirm.

Speaking of which, this is indeed my private matter. Compared with Dazai's official message before he jumped off the building, his meeting with a mysterious object the night before is definitely his private life.

After confirming that Dazai had been out of the house that day, and asking his subordinates to go door-to-door to inquire and investigate, they finally found out some clues.

According to the address, Ango Sakaguchi and I came to a bar, which is the place where Osamu Dazai appeared the night before his death.

Ango Sakaguchi and I sat at the bar together. Facing the bartender who came over, we ordered two glasses of water at the same time, and then looked at each other with a smile.

I know how much I drink, and I don't need to talk about anything after a glass. What he said probably means that you can't drink during working hours?

For guests like us who came in just after opening the door and ordered water directly, the bartender shook his head helplessly, cut a lemon, and poured a glass of lemonade for each of us.

I took out my wallet and took out several chapters of [-] yuan bills, then hesitated and took out a photo, which was the only photo of me and Dazai together.

At that time, not long after I joined the organization, apart from studying with Miss Hongye, most of my energy was spent fighting against Dazai every day.

Because, the fact that he cheated and beat me in the game hall made me very unconvinced. We often went to an arcade to play arcade games when we were free from missions.

This photo is a game hall once held a stand-up photo shoot in order to attract female customers, but there were no customers at all. Finally, the boss opened an event and said that they can be redeemed with points.

We just had enough points to take a few photos, most of them were taken away by that guy Dazai, only this one was given to me by him.

In the photo, 15-year-old Osamu Dazai is smiling brightly as he hugs me who had to cooperate with the photo because of the loss.

The other photos should have been destroyed by Dazai, and this is the only one he showed me.

I kept talking about throwing it away, but actually kept it.

Maybe, at that time, I already liked him a little bit, but I was just worried about being ridiculed and kept refusing to admit it.

Whether Dazai likes me or not, looking at him smiling brightly in this photo, I actually don't know.

Pointing to a few banknotes under the photo, I looked to the bartender and asked, "Has this person been to this store a few days ago?"

Even though the photo shows Dazai when he was 15 years old, I believe the bartender will recognize him.

Sure enough, encouraged by the money, the bartender pointed to where I was sitting and nodded: "That guest is sitting in the same seat as you."

After getting the answer, Ango Sakaguchi looked at the bartender and asked, "I think your place here is very comfortable, can I buy one back?"

The bartender's smile faded away, but he finally nodded after I offered a price that would buy ten bars and renovate the entire shop.

Although this position is fixed with the bar, it can't help me.

After I lifted the chair lightly, the bartender who hesitated to speak finally stopped talking.

Ango Sakaguchi left with his things in hand, and I sat in Dazai's seat and ordered a glass of wine that he was drinking at the time.

Of course, I didn’t drink, I just put the photo under the cup, and poked Dazai’s innocent smiling face with an ice cube through the cup.

The ice cubes jingled against the quilt, but I didn't feel relieved at all.

At this moment, a person I didn't want to see pushed the door in. The man with red hair and blue eyes wearing a sand-brown coat was the Oda Sakunosuke whom I had seen in the coffee shop before.

"Mr. Oda, you came early today." The bartender greeted him after seeing him, and then showed me a hesitant expression.

I immediately understood that the guy who drank with Osamu Dazai that night at this restaurant was indeed Sakunosuke Oda.

Oda Sakunosuke, who came over, also fell silent after discovering that his old position had been directly moved away.

After a pause, he walked to my right and sat down, then said to the bartender, "Screwdriver."

As he sat down, I poked a little harder at the puck.

The dark red gravitational field flowed on the cup, Oda Sakunosuke and I looked at each other for a moment, then reached out and held my hand.

I looked up and down the superhuman from the Armed Detective Agency, and there was only coldness in my eyes: "Want to fight?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head: "The photo will be destroyed if it is soaked in water. I have carefully preserved my heart for so many years. It would be a pity if it is ruined by soaking in water."

But it wasn't me who first let go and ruined my heart and feelings for so many years.

He said so, and I lost the desire to fight. I picked up the whiskey and took a sip. The strong alcohol made me cough.

Oda Sakunosuke reached out to pat me on the back, and put the photo back into the wallet for me.

I just suppressed my cough in embarrassment and ignored him.

It wasn't until the bartender brought Oda Sakunosuke's drink that the silence between us was broken.

After taking a sip of wine, Oda Sakunosuke looked at me and said suddenly, "Perhaps Nakaya-kun would like to take a look at my work."

It’s a pity that I haven’t seen Dazai’s work before his death. After hesitating for a while, I finally nodded to him: “Of course, I’m very happy.”

So, he handed me a leather notebook, which contained the first draft of his new book.

After moving the book and reading a few pages, I was immersed in the plot.

Mr. Oda is indeed a great writer, and it is only natural that Dazai appreciates him.