[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

"I see, such a big thing happened in Yokohama."

After the hard-core exchange, the two parties finally seemed willing to sit down and have a good talk.

The reception room of the apse of the shrine——

After Shenshang Zhuli simply greeted Zhongyuan Zhongya to take a seat, he got up and prepared to serve tea, leaving Zhongya alone in the reception room, without any appearance of being wary of strange men.

Of course, our very confident young man Zhu Li said that he is not a delicate and cute girl paper, and if there is a real fight, we don't know who will be beaten.

However, the cadre of Nakahara Chuya, who still hasn't seen the boy's true gender, sighed tiredly looking at the neat and tidy back of the "girl".

Really, at least I have some awareness, how can I just let a strange man enter the room like this.

Mr. Mafia cadre at the port scratched Chu Se's head through his hat, subconsciously crossed his legs into the futon, pondered for a moment, and imitated the etiquette of receiving guests from the classical family in his memory awkwardly, and changed to sitting on his knees.

Well, for a shrine, it’s not wrong to sit like this.

It can be said that Zhong, who visited Shinto for the first time in his life, was also quite unconfident. After all, he was more familiar with foreign and Western ways than this kind of orthodox Japanese hospitality that was as serious as it was broadcast in a major drama.

Speaking of which, this place is quite empty... Is it new?

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked around. Except for a few screens and some paintings representing beliefs on the wall, the entire reception room was empty. Even the futon he was sitting on now was brought by the cat raised by the "little girl".

...Speaking of which, can a cat move a futon?

Recalling the orange cat with a futon in its mouth, jumping up and down with incredible flexibility, Nakahara Zhong also felt a bit cracked in the world view, not to mention... There is a strange hanging picture in front of him.

The reason why it is called strange is because Zhong also can't recognize what is on the painting at all. Although he himself has no research on 800 million gods, but this... small, blue, clay-like doll... …

Wait a minute, there seems to be something written next to this painting?Is it the doll's name?

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, and was about to take a closer look, when he heard the footsteps of the "little girl" who was serving tea in the corridor walking back.

"—I've been waiting for a long time, Zhongyuan hat-san."

"Because I just moved here, I haven't prepared a lot of things yet, so I'm sorry for you to settle down first."

Shenshang Zhuli opened the door, holding a tea tray with one hand. On the tea tray, as the boy said, there were two cans of coke in a very modest way... or the one with no cups and straws inserted directly.

"Ah...it doesn't matter."

Nakahara Chuya, who was completely used to this style of painting, calmly got up and took the Coke handed by the boy, opened it and filled half of the can.

Calm down, you have to calm down Chuya Central Plains.

The other party is just an ordinary citizen with no combat power. When they came out, the leader also explained that it is best not to reveal their identity.

Don't be acquainted with little girls.

"kindness?"

Blinking his eyes, he looked at Zhu Li, who had lost half a can of Coke in one breath. After thinking for a while, he passed the other can in his hand, "Is the Zhongyuan hat-san so thirsty, then this can also—"

"no need!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also put the Coke back on the tea tray with a snap, pressed the throbbing veins on his forehead tremblingly, and said almost word by word, "Let's get to the point quickly, my BO and president are very worried about Alice."

"Alice?"

God Zhu Li suddenly realized, "Oh! You are talking about the uncle doctor, right!"

"Yes, uncle, no, it's President Mori!" Chuya Nakahara changed his words with difficulty.

The god Zhu Li was thoughtful: "Enen, so that's the case, did something happen to Alice sauce?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked slightly stern, he raised his hand and lightly pressed his hat, and asked in a low voice: "What do you know?"

The black-haired boy who was still in deep thought didn't notice the dangerous aura exuded by the man opposite him. Instead, he lowered his head and took out a photo from his arms, and handed it to the mafia in front of him naturally.

"Central Plains Hat-san, do you know the kid up here?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't reach out, but quickly glanced at the figure on the photo.

It's a little girl with two braids, about 10 years old.Wearing a dress that is much better than street children, smiling happily for the camera.

A Radium Street kid, but not a Radium Street kid.

This one, although the material conditions are not ideal, but it can be seen that it is well protected by the parents.

Zhongya Nakahara replied: "Oh, this is the first missing kid in the Yokohama missing children incident."

"The first one?" Shenshang Zhuli opened his eyes wide in surprise, and immediately showed a clear expression, "Is it actually a continuous crime? Isn't it? If this is the case, it is a bit strange."

Zhong Yuanzhong also restrained his impatience, and asked patiently: "So what is it?"

The black-haired boy didn't show off, he simply put the photo on the tatami between the two of them, leaned over and pointed to the right hand of the little girl in the photo, "Mr. Zhongyuan Hat, look here."

"one eye?"

"Hi, it's an eye."

Just where the god Zhu Li pointed, and where the eyes of the mafia cadres stopped - on the back of the right hand of the little girl in the photo, a pattern of an eye was drawn with a black crayon.

Shenshang Zhuli continued, "Actually, just last night. After I rescued Alice and the doctor uncle, I also saw a pattern similar to this on Alice's ankle, but the pattern disappeared soon."

"Central Plains Hat Sang, we probably need to trace this matter from the source."

In the reception room, the boy who happened to be sitting on the sunny side nodded earnestly to the man sitting in the shadows. His ruby-like pupils showed firm belief.

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At the same time, inside the armed detective agency known as Dusk,

A voice seemed particularly worried, "Ranbu-sang, is it really okay to leave this matter alone?"

The one who spoke was a dignified young man in formal attire with pigtails and a notebook with the word "ideal" in his hand.

"It's okay, Kunikida-kun."

The person who answered him had a clear and youthful tone. Rather than being an adult in his 20s, he was more like a young Edogawa, who was lazily lying on the table full of snacks, with his messy short hair lying on the table. In the closed case,

"The famous detective's judgment will not be wrong. The incident of the missing children in Yokohama will be resolved soon."

Kunikida Doppo: "The prisoner?"

"Prisoner."

Edogawa, who was basking in the sun on his stomach, opened his squinted eyes randomly, his green pupils, which were as sharp as knives, could be seen in the sunlight. The spirit of the core pillar of the detective agency——

"It can be said that there is no [culprit] in this case."

The world's number one detective asserted, but sighed with a little emotion, "Well, for more specific details, you can ask Dazai later."

"Dazai?"

Kunikida was really surprised at this moment, "That lazy guy would actually do things on his own initiative?"

"No," the detective denied immediately, "it was just that he was there when he ran into the water."

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The serious Kunikida let out an angry roar, and broke the pen in his hand as usual.

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The home of the first missing child was just downstream of the Tsurumi River, near the edge of Raibo Street.

Shenshang Zhuli and Zhongyuan Zhong also stood by the river, holding a cardboard box in their arms, which contained some children's toys and some paintings.This is the missing little girl's belongings that the black-haired boy brought out after greeting the client.

"What are you thinking?" Nakahara Chuya asked the boy.

"I wonder if there is any legend about the river spirit in Yokohama."

"what?"

Mr. Nakahara Chuya made a doubtful voice as Araba, who had never believed in the real existence of monsters and gods, spit out his body.

The little head is full of big doubts.

The black-haired boy stretched out his finger, pointed to the direction of the river, and said, "That's right, like the one that floats upside down on the water and stays along the river, maybe they will ask you whether you threw a silver ax or a golden ax Elf."

"What version of He Bo's story are you talking about? Don't add settings without authorization."

Mr. Chuya Nakahara, who complained like this, looked in the direction the boy was pointing at, and suddenly fell silent.

After an eerie silence.

Seeing the stable Mr. Central Plains Hat next to him, the young man Zhu Li suddenly leaped forward like a lively rabbit, jumped high all at once, and appeared by the river in the next second.

While yelling "Dazai—" in a tone comparable to Bel Canto, he kicked a—

Bandaged... people?

God Zhu Li: o mouth o?

Do you Hebo in Yokohama still wear bandages?Is it so trendy? !

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