The Central Plains cadres who exploded A

"Big brother, you look so black!" Kudo Shinichi has been fed drugs and turned into a child for more than half a year. Now he is searching for clues to the black organization. Unexpectedly, he just went downstairs for a walk today, but found The pies are delivered automatically.

Betting on his reputation as a detective, he was sure that this young man in front of him was definitely not ordinary.

This young man was dressed in black, a black suit, and a pair of black leather shoes under his black trousers. He didn't look like a good man in such black.Moreover, there are layers of new and old bandages covering the exposed skin. No matter how you think about it, you know that this is a dangerous person.

Osamu Dazai did not show his aura at the moment, he stood quietly and restrained on the street, ordinary like an ordinary college student, although his face looked extraordinary.

Osamu Dazai, who has not yet arrived, has an extremely handsome appearance, and the result of restraining his momentum is that he is more like a Beta or Omega than an Alpha.

Osamu Dazai stood there quietly. Although he restrained his aura, the temperament of his body and the gift bag he held casually in his hand also showed that this person had a good background.

At a glance, one can tell that this seemingly harmless young man is definitely an existence that cannot be provoked.

It's like a Lamborghini on the road. Although you know that the other party won't touch porcelain, it's better to stay away if conditions permit.

Osamu Dazai, without Chuya by his side, inexplicably feels an unspeakable sense of distance. After taking off his frail and deceitful coat, even an innocent child will unconsciously distance himself from Osamu Dazai.

According to common sense, the sixth sense of the weak is very keen, but there is a strange one.

Kudo Shinichi has encountered a series of cases since he changed his name to Conan. At this moment, the excitement of meeting the suspected member of the black organization made him ignore the sixth sense that was loudly alarming in his mind.

Suddenly being pulled from behind, Osamu Dazai, who had just been hung up by his partner, suddenly became interested.Looking back, he was a shrewd elementary school student.

The kid looks like a first or second grader, wearing flat glasses, and I don't know if it's for coolness or for other purposes.

Mao Lilan couldn't find Conan who was running around. She looked around through the window and happened to find Conan holding the stranger. She was angry and annoyed for a while, for fear that the stranger would bully Conan.

Mao Lilan rushed downstairs in a hurry, grabbed Conan's shoulders and pulled him behind her, and hurriedly apologized to Osamu Dazai. Looking closely, her shoulders were still trembling unconsciously, and she didn't know if she ran too fast, or Osamu Dazai's breath was exposed just now, which frightened people.

With a bit of bad intentions when he was bored, Osamu Dazai let out a little malice.

From the speed at which the girl descended the stairs and the muscles in her arms, it could be seen that she was considered powerful among ordinary people, and such people were even more sensitive to malicious auras than children.

But the girl still stood in front of the child, even though her shoulders were trembling unconsciously, she still apologized politely.

This protective posture reminded him of Chuya, who stood in front of him in the hail of bullets, but it was a pity that Chuya was out playing with martial arts masters now, and he didn't even bother to talk on the phone.

Thinking of Chuya, Osamu Dazai completely restrained his demeanor, even the arrogance in his bones. At first glance, those who didn't know thought Dazai Osamu was just a good-looking ordinary person.

At least Toru Amuro in the room saw Osamu Dazai as a passerby who came in for dinner at first glance.

"Xiao Lan, why aren't you ready yet! Dad has been waiting for you for a long time." Mao Li Kogoro walked downstairs with a bit of sloppiness as there was still water stains on his mouth.

"Hey~ Conan wants to play with my little brother~" Brazenly speaking, Conan didn't want to let go of the suspected member of the Black Organization that he had obtained, but he didn't want Dazai Osamu to be interested, and was planning to use him as a pastime to pass the time.

With guests, Xiaolan and Conan will not be able to go out to eat. Kogoro Mori, who looked like a sloppy uncle just now, didn't know how to do it. In the blink of an eye, he became a reliable uncle.

Mori Kogoro, who has been a criminal policeman and has been a detective for so many years, has never been an ordinary person. From the corner of his eye, he discovered the rich nature of Osamu Dazai, and he saw that Osamu Dazai was not easy.

Having lived such a great age, Mori Kogoro is smarter than most people in the world. At least he is not a person who overemphasizes innocence. Isn’t it normal for the world to have night and evening after the day? ?

Even though he saw that Osamu Dazai's background was not too clean, Mori Kogoro just cheered up and greeted the other party instead of directly tearing his face to the police.

Osamu Dazai took a sip of lemonade, a hint of sex flashed in his eyes.

When he was outside, he was just curious about how this elementary school student named Conan was so unusual, but he came in following the other party's wishes and gained something new. He was a public security elite disguised as a cook, and a guardian uncle who was a criminal policeman.

If there is no inside story about these people getting together, he wouldn't believe Mr. Sen even if he killed him.

The only thing that puzzled him was this primary school student. Judging by his body shape, he was undoubtedly a child. How could he be so mature?

At this moment, Conan's heart was beating wildly, with a lovely voice, Conan's face was innocent and cute, and he was pretending to inadvertently extract information from Osamu Dazai.

Just now, he had successfully obtained the man's name and where he came from.

The man's name is Osamu Dazai, he came from Yokohama, and he came here to discuss business and try to make a fortune.

Let’s not talk about the name here, just coming from Yokohama is already very suspicious. Amuro Toru has already discovered from Conan’s attitude that Osamu Dazai is not easy, and the two of them followed Conan’s words to obtain information together.

Xiaolan, who didn't care about it, was already too nervous. On the one hand, Mori Kogoro cared about his daughter, but on the other hand, he couldn't keep Conan here who didn't want to leave, so he could only stay here patiently and become Conan's bodyguard. .

Osamu Dazai took a bite of curry rice, the spoon slightly covered the corners of his raised lips, "Look, although Chuya is not here now, he can still have fun!" '

Among the few people sitting here, only Mao Li and his daughter live a transparent life and know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Unfortunately, they were caught by this grotesque Conan elementary school student and could only be forced to stay here.

The little police officer on the side was also a little careless, and used such rough words to deal with him. If it wasn't because he was really free, he really wouldn't be interested in playing with him.

When it comes to camouflage at the scene, no one can compare to Dazai Osamu. Although Dazai Osamu, who studied under Mori Ogai, did not learn the other party's superb medical skills, he still has a deep knowledge of slipping the door and pretending to be a mask.

At this moment, Dazai Osamu explained his background with a relaxed face, following Conan's words: "The boss is very annoying, insisting on working overtime, I threw the bar here from Yokohama, and see if there is any business that can be done here. "

Following Osamu Dazai's words, Conan tensed his body and pursed his lips lightly.

Conan's subtle expressions can be clearly seen from Dazai Osamu's perspective.Sure enough, this should not be a child. Judging from the conversation, the actual age of the other party should be within 20 years old.

He knew about the superhuman wars in the past few years, but he was not interested in the international situation at all. When it comes to the United States, he is somewhat familiar with it. He should have lived in the United States for a period of time based on his preliminary judgment.

After chatting all over the world, the specially trained Osamu Dazai got extremely detailed information.

No one would know that the few people who seem to hit it off and make an appointment to meet next time, their brains are turning faster than a computer, and I don't know how many plans they have made in just one meal.

"Big brother, let's play together next time~" Conan raised his head, and from his perspective, he didn't notice the coldness in Dazai Osamu's eyes at all.

"Okay!" Osamu Dazai said gently, "Conan is a very smart kid. It's a pleasure chatting with you, and the food is delicious. Who will bring friends to eat next time!"

Playfully added oh at the end of the sentence, Osamu Dazai also specifically emphasized that he should bring friends, and leave after throwing a thunderbolt to a few people.

Conan's pupils shrank, and just now he had confirmed Osamu Dazai's innocence and background, and now the other party said that he would bring friends, no matter how you think about it, things will not be easy.

Don't mention how nervous Conan and the others are here, but Dazai Osamu hummed a ditty when he left the store with the packed meals.

Pranks are such a treat, so let them guess!After guessing their heads, they couldn't figure out that Mr. Mori didn't plan to ask him to do anything in Tokyo at all, at most he was in the middle of the ring, so don't be so inseparable from his partner.

Back at the base, this is a one-household building that is a bit out of the way. Osamu Dazai took off his shoes casually at the entrance, and walked into the room humming a song.

Now that they have completed the work of testing the black organization, they are all idle and have nothing to do. Mr. Mori has not needed them recently, so he temporarily left Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi in Tokyo, and he was busy contacting his former comrades in the military.

"Ango~" Dazai Osamu saw Sakaguchi Ango who was reading a book as soon as he entered the living room, "I brought you food, where is Odasaku?"

Ango Sakaguchi lowered his voice: "He is writing a novel in his room. It has been more than two years since I met him. I just took a look and wrote the beginning."

"Why are you so happy? Could it be that Mr. Zhongyuan is willing to talk to you?" Ango Sakaguchi stabbed his friend's pain as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"It's not Chuya." Osamu Dazai sighed, "He played crazy with those martial arts masters, and said he was going to practice in seclusion, and told me not to call him if I have nothing to do, and talk about it when he comes back."

"I don't want to mention it." Osamu Dazai looked at his friend brightly, "I found another good thing. There is a child whose age is quite different from his own age."

Ango Sakaguchi unwrapped the takeaway box, with a cold expression on his face: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"It's not me!" Osamu Dazai sat at the dining table with his face in his hands, "I suspect it has something to do with the research results of the Black Organization, or it's someone with superhuman abilities who can manipulate age."

"Black organization?" Sakaguchi Ango raised his eyes, "Didn't it mean that they are not threatening and put them aside for the time being?"

Osamu Dazai smiled slyly, with a childish air of not knowing the truth: "Although the black organization is not dangerous, he is just a fat sheep! Chuya left in a hurry, and the pocket money he left for me is limited. I will earn some by myself." Money is also normal."

Seeing Osamu Dazai smile, Ango Sakaguchi knew that the matter was not simple. Osamu Dazai must have discovered something, had a bad idea, and within two days of relaxing, overtime just happened unexpectedly.