Did Yokohama Bungo write today?

"What the hell happened here?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked back and forth in disbelief at the very familiar Hong Kong-Hei Building. After confirming that he was not dreaming, he turned his still shocked eyes to the [ Keigo Higashino].

"It's time to come, it will always come." [Keigo Higashino], who was ready, admired the blue-dyed building expressionlessly, meaning to let his temporary bodyguards accept the established facts.

However, Zhong Yuanzhong also refused to accept the reality, and even complained emotionally: "This can't be another good thing you did there!"

[Keigo Higashino] Unsurprisingly, he chose to remain silent, and lowered his head as if no one else was there, pretending to be immersed in the game.

"Don't care about such things." The boy added without thinking, "Mr. Sen won't care about such things."

"But—" Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously denied.

"Are you worried about the image of the port mafia?" [Keigo Higashino] thought about it, and then slowly took out a photo.

Out of the evil taste unique to some detectives, he directly handed the photo to Chuya Nakahara, and raised his head habitually, wanting to carefully observe the changes in the other party's expression.

Nakahara Chuya took the photo suspiciously, and after spending some time with the young man, he has already recognized [Keigo Higashino]'s weird nature.

He looked at the photo, and what caught his eyes was the buildings he was familiar with, and the same weird blue color.

"Special Ability Division!" He blurted out, "Is this happening there?"

"Yeah. It's not just the Supernatural Secret Service Division." The young man who probably knew everything suppressed a smile and explained slowly, "Many buildings in Yokohama are also blue."

"Mr. Edogawa will always try to be fair in such strange things."

"Where is Dazai..." Nakahara couldn't help but think of the armed detective agency where his deadly enemy was. He just asked tentatively, but his conscience found that there was no voice.

"What are you thinking about?" [Keigo Higashino] glanced at the temporary bodyguard inexplicably, and his tone was full of strange pride, "There is Mr. Edogawa's peer there!"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help complaining in a low voice. This is what he did most often after he became a temporary bodyguard for a trainee detective: "Don't you all take care of him?"

"..." [Keigo Higashino] fell into silence again, obviously not wanting to answer this question.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, it's not suitable for you to think about this kind of thing at the moment." He changed the subject without hesitation, "Just concentrate on dealing with the corroders."

"Make Yokohama like this!" The short temporary bodyguard pressed his hat impatiently, "It's really troublesome..."

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"He's already here." [Ayatsuji Pedestrian] kept savoring the changing face of Ango Sakaguchi with great interest, he closed the book in his hand that could communicate, and continued to appreciate the book that was dyed blue The Supernatural Secret Service Section.

Overnight, many iconic buildings in Yokohama were deliberately dyed a striking blue color by a wicked phantom thief.

Among them, there are some buildings related to the supernatural secret service department who are inexplicably lying on their guns.

Seeing this very impactful scene, the animal animal Sakaguchi Ango closed his eyes with a premonition, he was already guessing when he would be working overtime this time.

"Are you surprised?" Another Ayatsuji pedestrian had already guessed most of what was going to happen, and deliberately provoked Ango Sakaguchi viciously.

"It's okay." Ango Sakaguchi forcibly looked away, trying to ignore the blue color that seemed to be increasing in value, "My peers once reminded me."

"But I didn't expect that Edogawa-kun really had such a personality." He added again with a headache.

[Ayatsuji Pedestrian] quietly listening to Ango Sakaguchi's complaints from the heart, and stroking the special suitcase containing his wife who has temporarily turned into a doll, waiting for the next move of others.

Ever since Ango Sakaguchi witnessed the scene where the Supernatural Secret Service was dyed blue, he kept chattering as if stimulated.

Maybe it's because of the degenerate temperament that is unique to him, coupled with the psychic abilities that are the signature of the rascal writers, including the emotional empathy specially added by "Book".

Involuntarily, many abnormal thoughts emerged in Sakaguchi Ango's heart——

He doesn't want to work!I don't want to work overtime!He just wants to be a depraved person who reads Mr. Lan Feng's novels every day!

But his good work ethic allowed him to quickly adjust his status, just because he still encountered more troublesome things.

Not long ago, Ayatsuji Xingren, a fugitive from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, brought his counterpart and a strange suitcase, and suddenly came to him.

Then, after all the incidents that made the community animals bald, Sakaguchi Ango's boss handed over the trouble from another world to him because there were corroders near the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

And this troublemaker [Ayatsuji pedestrian] broke into the chief farming officer's office, and after some negotiation, he brought back another trouble—his peer.

"So, your duel has officially started?" After thinking about it, Ango Sakaguchi, who had been forced to be involved in this duel, could only confirm this.

"Do you think this vicious mutual temptation is a duel?" [Ayatsuji pedestrian] asked suddenly and rigorously, although he didn't seem to care, "This may be just a group of reasoning writers with nothing to do, based in Yokohama As a stage, we played pit-digging games with each other."

His counterpart seemed to have the same expression, but his eyes were focused on the ominous special suitcase.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Poe's participation, who would be willing to spend so much energy to accompany Edogawa Ranpo to test his tricks?" [Ayatsuji pedestrian] Emotionally mentioned that another one may be coming soon The late reasoning writer, now looks like an ordinary person who is chasing stars.

"As expected of Mr. Edogawa..." After hearing the complaints of [Ayatsuji pedestrian], Ango Sakaguchi's eyes darkened, he took off his glasses subconsciously, and said to himself in a dazed state.

While Ango Sakaguchi was thinking crazily, the two pedestrians of Ayatsuji, who had never been very comfortable with each other, suddenly reached a consensus on one thing.

They were chatting about dolls, and [Yyatsuji Xingren] even opened the special suitcase he carried with him, and carefully took out the black-haired girl doll.

"My dear/Ms. Ono is really the most perfect doll!" They said in unison.

As soon as Ango Sakaguchi woke up, he heard the declaration of the two puppet masters.

The last time he heard similar words, he was fortunate enough to meet the leader of the port mafia a few years ago. The other party's unique idiot tone subtly overlapped with the speeches of the two people in front of him.

He couldn't help shivering, and as soon as he relaxed a little, he couldn't help but notice the tiny movement of the puppet in [Ayatsuji Xingren's] hand.

Ango Sakaguchi immediately put on his glasses again, trying to see more clearly.

So, at a certain moment, his puzzled eyes met the dark pupils of the puppet.

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"Hahaha——" Osamu Dazai picked up the newspaper, admiring the surprises brought by [Edogawa Ranpo] over and over again, and leaned forward and backward with laughter.

If possible, he really wanted to take Oda Sakunosuke to take some photos with the current port mafia.

It's a pity that Odasaku and Nakajima went to Tokyo together.

"It's really an unlucky color." [Ango Sakaguchi] commented impatiently, as soon as he saw this familiar blue, his temper would gradually become irritable.

But because half of the person involved, Edogawa Ranbu, was present, he suppressed his emotions at this time, and quietly complained: "Is this a boring thing as a prelude?"

"That idiot will definitely come to the detective agency." Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes slightly after remaining silent since just now, and he said firmly, "Absolutely—"

"By the time……"

The author has something to say: When you are busy, you don't think too much.

感谢在2021-10-0721:29:21~2021-10-1510:13:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard