The vest cannot be collapsed

Jushan Haruki was strangely silent for more than ten seconds.

"No," in order to prevent Mori Ogai from wanting to go to some strange place, he quickly threw the blame back on the system, "This is the new name I gave her."

"I don't think it's good for Alice to call her hello all the time, so from this moment on, she will be called Chu Yuxun."

system:? ? ?

It really wants to say something, but it's hard to say it in the body of the black-haired loli.

So the black-haired loli, who was already cold, now has an even colder face, and her big caramel-colored eyes are crazily throwing knives at Haruki Jushan.

Jushan Haruki happily took advantage of it.

——The eye knife of a cute-looking black-haired loli.

"Oh." Mori Ogai agreed without any surprise. It would be very sick for others to name his own ability, but now Alice is standing in front of his eyes. He has no right to object to Haruki Hareki's actions.

At most, he just thought the name was a bit strange.

But as a Japanese, he gave his ability an English name, so in terms of the language of the name, he seems to have no right to criticize Haruki Yayama.

So he happily accepted the name.

"Chu Yuxun," he looked at the black-haired loli, "how about this kind of dress?"

system:……

When I get out of this shell I'll kill all of you.jpg

The black-haired loli nodded stiffly.

Mori Ogai packed one for her without hesitation.

So it seemed that four people were communicating, and Sen Owai thought it was two people talking, but in fact it was this strange combination of three people chatting. In this way, it swept through many shops in the commercial street, and finally returned with a dozen bags each. up.

The only difference is that Mori Ogai has subordinates to pick him up, but Haruki Iyama does not.

It was only after Mori Ogai walked away that Haruki Juyama remembered what he was going to do in the first place.

He was supposed to be going to the Armed Detective Agency...and he forgot to buy a snack for Ranpo.

And the reward he got for this is the brain cells that were rapidly consumed after some of the information was taken away by Sen Ou's coat, and a dozen of them will never be used again, and no matter how shameless he is, he will use up the women's clothing. A little girl's dress that doesn't fit.

Although the information that was tricked by him was also intentionally disclosed to Mori Ogai.

But there is no way, he is such a riddle person who likes the information he has given out by himself, and if Haruki Juyama tells him directly, Mori Ogai may not believe it.

Riddler get out of Yokohama.jpg

Carrying more than a dozen bags and a pile of luxurious dresses, Haruki Juyama walked to the Armed Detective Agency exhaustedly, and it was no surprise that he didn't see Ranpo.

His black-haired cat, Mao Mao, has left work.

Haruki Jushan seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak.

In the Armed Detective Agency, only the hardworking Kunikida and Osamu Dazai, who didn't know what to say to Atsushi Nakajima, and Haruki Iyama were still praising poisonous mushrooms loudly when they went in with big bags and small bags.

"Poisonous mushrooms are good," Jushan Haruki continued exhausted, "I will sit at the children's table at your funeral, and I won't be able to drink alcohol."

He finally had a clearer understanding of himself.

"Until I find a beautiful woman who wants to die in love with me," Osamu Dazai emphasized, "I will not die for the time being."

Kunikida thoughtfully handed over a glass of water, Haruki Iyama took a big gulp before feeling alive, "You should have said it earlier."

He didn't mind at all that a beautiful woman was copied when Mori Ogai was present, and then let the system jump into the sea with Osamu Dazai in his arms.

The system that suffered severe physical and mental injuries during the process of buying foreign skirts just now: ... I don't mind.

Although it is a gender-neutral cybernetic intelligence, who can resist Chu Yuxun taking a mouthful? Wouldn't Mori Ogai shut up when he saw the black-haired loli's displeased eyes?

What kind of Lolicon is this.

——Chu Yuxun's Mori Ogai is obviously enjoying Lolita's eyes with Haruki Yoshiyama.

But it is a pity that the system will not be human in the end, and it cannot understand what is going on in the mind of a complex species like human beings.

"By the way," Haruki Yuyama asked after finally taking a breath, "What were you talking to Atsushi just now?"

"I'm asking Atsushi if he wants to work at a detective agency—" Osamu Dazai said in a drawn-out tone, patting Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder.

"Ah?" Jushan Haruki was puzzled, "How did you go from basic abilities to literacy science to him coming here to work."

"That..." Dun said cautiously, "I think it's okay too?"

After all, he is dead, and if he is allowed to stay at Jushan Haruki's house all day and eat and drink with his grandmother who is far away in Russia, he will be very embarrassed.

As her grandson, Jushan Haruki was justified, but what reason did he have?

Coupled with what Mr. Dazai said to him this afternoon, and the atmosphere he felt at the Armed Detective Agency this afternoon, he really wanted to stay here, not just to earn a living.

Seeing that Atsushi Nakajima likes this place very much, Haruki is still struggling.

What he was entangled with was not whether the Armed Detective Agency was good or not, but whether Osamu Dazai would bring Atsushi Nakajima down.

"Mr. Ranpo likes him very much." Osamu Dazai suddenly leaned his head over.

"Okay, I'll take you to work tomorrow."

If he had said that there was a disorderly step, then he would be relieved.

After everything was settled, Haruki Jushan began to work hard to create a good impression of his colleagues in the working environment of his little tiger.

Start by paying back the money to Kunikida first.

It's not easy for people to pay for the mirror in the parking lot.

During the interval between his communication with Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima looked at Osamu Dazai suspiciously: "Mr. Dazai..."

Obviously what they said just now was not about getting him to work in the Armed Detective Agency.

A few minutes ago, Atsushi Nakajima, who had a general and comprehensive understanding of the supernatural powers and the supernatural beings in Yokohama, was asking Osamu Dazai, since everyone is a supernatural being, what about his adopted person, Haruki Yama?

An ordinary person should not have so many channels to get in touch with these, right?

"Haruki Iyama..." Dazai Osamu showed a very intriguing expression, "Do you think he looks like that?"

Atsushi Nakajima got stuck.

Judging from the contacts in the past few days, he doesn't look like that, but if he is an ordinary person who only has contact with the supernatural world, how could he just pick himself up and go home like this.

Atsushi Nakajima already knew that he was the white tiger, and Haruki who picked him up also knew about it.

Picking up a dangerous supernatural person and going home like this doesn't match his fragile appearance at first glance.

"What's his ability?" In the end, Atsushi Nakajima's intuition overcame his rationality, and he felt that Haruki Yoshiyama should also be a person with abilities.

Perhaps those abilities are not very suitable for combat?

"It's money ability." Haruki Yoyama, who had just finished paying Kunikida, heard them guessing about his own ability, so he came here to intervene when he had nothing to do.

At the very beginning when his duplication ability was not known to everyone, everyone only knew that he had the ability, but everyone who didn’t use the ability very much in the non-combat state didn’t know about Haruki Yayama’s ability Actually copy.

Since the cadre's A ability in Port Mafia is an abnormality of the gem king of Golden Rule A, it makes sense that Haruki Juyama, whose ability is unknown but has abnormal luck values, is Lucky Rule A.

So at one time everyone thought his ability was the luck value max.

Everyone in the port Mafia even placed a bet on it, and the prize pool once piled up to several million.

Later, after Jushan Haruki showed his abilities on the battlefield, the bets immediately collapsed. Everyone guessed incorrectly, and all the millions of bonuses went to the dealer.

Then at this time everyone discovered that the bet was actually made by Haruki Juyama himself.

When he was about to be able to hide the truth from Dazai Osamu, he directly turned over the gambling table, and the unscrupulous banker took the money and left. He single-handedly raised the overall level of wickedness in the port of Mafia, and by the way, everyone who made a bet will be killed within half a year. Quit gambling.

So it is not wrong to say that his ability is money ability.

After all, he really made his first pot of gold by virtue of his abilities (and wickedness).

Osamu Dazai showed a contemptuous expression.

Back then, he was almost able to get those millions. If Jushan Haruki hadn't exposed the gambling table in advance, it would have been the banker's turn to be black in the end.

"It's the ability to collect money from everyone's hands." He added to Atsushi Nakajima, and this included his money and slug's money.

Jushan Qingshu is so wicked that he doesn't recognize his relatives, even cheating their money.

Atsushi Nakajima let out an uninformed exclamation.

"Wow," he said, "so Dazai-san knew Kiyama-san before coming to the detective agency?"

Osamu Dazai vigilantly covered Haruki Juyama's mouth that was about to answer.

"Cheating is not allowed," he looked at Atsushi Nakajima expressionlessly, "asking for help from people outside the court is also cheating."

"What's wrong?" Haruki Iyama, who was struggling to regain the right to use his mouth from Osamu Dazai, asked in confusion.

"Everyone in the detective agency doesn't know what kind of job Mr. Dazai used to do," Atsushi Nakajima touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment and explained, "I heard that the bonus for guessing Mr. Dazai's occupation has piled up." It's 70."

Haruki Iyama, who found out that Osamu Dazai had copied his first pot of gold business model, cast a disdainful look.

"You are picky."

There is only a 70 prize pool set up, and it is an answer that will never be guessed if there is no accident.

After all, no normal person would guess that his colleague worked in port Mafia before joining the job, and was also a cadre of port Mafia. After three years of resignation, he still holds a lot of secrets of his former colleagues.

Haruki Jushan looked at Dazai Osamu with disgust: "I don't like your 70 yuan."

"You try to guess," he stood up from the stool and patted Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder, "I'm waiting for the day when you have an extra 70 in your account."

Although there is a high probability that it will not be able to wait.

Dostoevsky walks in the drizzle of Yokohama.

The fine raindrops mixed with the fog that is characteristic of port cities after the temperature dropped sharply, and the sea breeze stuck to his arm moistly.

In such a drizzle, he passed by pedestrians holding transparent umbrellas, and when he passed by, the moist mist became more dense, and the accumulated water mixed with the ribs of the umbrellas slid onto his thin shoulders.

Fyodor lowered his head slightly and coughed softly.

Yokohama's overly humid, dull and sticky chill.

The cold water mist entered his respiratory tract along the air, and then swept across the corners of his lungs, covering all the buildings in sight with a thin layer of mist.

Then he realized that it was fine droplets of water that had landed on the eyelashes.

Such a fine light rain is completely different from Russia's climate.

As we all know, Russia is a great place with vast land and rich resources, and the less populated the place, the more interesting little secrets will be hidden.

For example, a kind former researcher finally told him a few days ago that there was an interesting base in Yokohama.

And the unknown life forms that once existed in the base are said to have extremely powerful powers that are difficult for humans to understand.

Fyodor, who possessed the member's ability table from cadre A, unceremoniously hacked into the intranet of the port Mafia.

"Ah, I found it." He got the information faster than he thought.

Nakahara Chuya, the port Mafia officer, just returned to Yokohama a few days ago.

"What a coincidence." Fyodor said happily.

He doesn't mind letting the unknown experiment get out of its safety device directly, and then destroy all the supernatural beings.

It's like blowing up, the same as Radium Bowl Street back then.

In a light rain, he walked to a small area that was already covered with weeds.

Clusters of weeds are growing luxuriantly between the broken walls and ruins. According to the information obtained before, the people and tigers who followed a fixed trajectory all the way to the north should appear here tonight, but unfortunately, after a few days From now on, all those who focused on Renhu never got any news about him.

Maybe it's not enough chips.

Now is clearly not the time for him to start raising prices.

There are a total of three forces participating in the bounty offer. Fyodor will not take any new measures rashly when the other two parties have not acted rashly. After all, before fully knowing the purpose of all parties , It is always bad to act rashly and expose yourself.

So let him guess, who is hiding Renhu now.

"Mr. Dazai—" Atsushi Nakajima slumped in front of the desk of the Armed Detective Agency, "Aren't we a detective agency?"

"That's right." Osamu Dazai replied naturally, "Of course we are a detective agency."

"Then why didn't we commission an investigation?" Atsushi Nakajima raised his hand and asked.

"Yes," Osamu Dazai replied inexplicably, "Of course we have a commission to investigate."

"Then we don't have to go?" Atsushi Nakajima looked extremely confused.

"Go," Osamu Dazai replied quickly, "How can it be possible if we don't entrust?"

"Then why is it that we are a detective agency, we also have commissions to investigate, and we need our members to go out?" Nakajima paused, "But I haven't had a chance to participate in the investigation these days?"

"Oh... this," Osamu Dazai raised his head from the manual, "because you are a newcomer."

"You know the unspoken rules of the workplace." He mysteriously stretched out a hand and whispered, "Newcomers to the workplace just want to do jobs that the old employees are unwilling to do."

"For example, sorting out piles of paperwork, buying water for seniors to run errands, and taking the initiative to check out when going out for dinner."

"Do new employees have to do this?" Nakajima Atsushi looked puzzled, "I've finished sorting out all these paperwork."

"Yes, it must be done." Osamu Dazai nodded seriously.

"But..." Atsushi Nakajima looked confusedly at Haruki Jushan, who was opening a blind box of snacks with Ranbu at the other end of the office, "Isn't Mr. Jushan a newcomer too?"

Ever since it was confirmed that Atsushi Nakajima would come to work at the Armed Detective Agency, Haruki Iyama, who was supposed to send him to work, has been here every day like the second new member of Butei.

In the beginning, everyone was a little unaccustomed to him, but as the time he spent doing nothing here increased, everyone got used to this young master who suddenly appeared.

Although it seems useless for him to stay here, as long as Haruki Jushan is in the office, the luck of all of them will miraculously improve.

"It's the limited flavor that Ranpo-sama wants most!" said Ranpo who took out the limited flavor.

"I bought this blind box countless times before, but I couldn't remove this flavor. Master Ranbu would suspect that the manufacturer didn't put a limited number of hidden boxes in the Yokohama market at all!"

"What flavor do you want?" Jushan Haruki looked at Ranpo with a smile, "You can make a wish to me for all of them."

"The daisy and peach soda flavors were already limited editions last year, but I heard that they will continue to return this year with a reduced hit rate, but I also really want the sea salt limited and cherry blossom limited this summer." Edogawa Luanpo tangled up Start chanting at the table.

"Okay, all of them can be disassembled in the next batch." The holder of lucky value S promised.

Right, that is it.

All luck will be miraculously improved.

That's why everyone likes to bring Haruki Hayashi with them when they go out to investigate commissions.

As long as this young master is involved in the commission, the commission will be completed by itself in a magical way that no one can imagine.

It’s no longer nothing to meet insiders who go out and meet things. It’s not uncommon to come across things that would have taken you days to find around the corner. The perpetrator described was sitting in a coffee shop drinking coffee.

They don't need to do it themselves at all, as long as they bring Haruki Jushan, the incident will be completed automatically.

Osamu Dazai, who had seen Haruki Hareki's magical lucky S at the port Mafia long ago, kept a normal mind about it.

He has become numb to it.

Otherwise, everyone would have guessed that his ability was actually max luck.

Of course, it was because all the tasks that Haruki Juyama participated in were all done with half the effort, and all battles, big and small, were easily won.

So much so that before Haruki Hazuki actually activated his ability, everyone except Osamu Dazai, including Chuya Nakahara, thought that Haruki Hazuki was actually the mascot of Mafia at the port.

This kind of erroneous thinking and the more exhausting the higher the bet ended in a mission with wrong intelligence. The ability of the opponent's ability easily blocked the fire suppression of Mafia at the port, and then everyone, including the opponent, thought the outcome was set. , the opponent's ability user entered the range of Jushan Haruki's ability, and was directly strangled by him without mercy, and died under his own ability.

As early as Mori Ogai was a family doctor, he probably knew that Haruki Iyama was not easy to mess with Dazai Osamu: ...

Let me tell you earlier, he is not just lucky.

But Lucky S does exist, which greatly improves the efficiency of the Armed Detective Agency. For a while, Haruki Yoshiyama, who has not formally joined the agency, has become the mascot that everyone wants to take with him on missions.

So, where are the so-called newcomers unwilling to do the work that the old employees are unwilling to do?

He was the only one dealing with piles of official documents and couldn't see the sun outside the detective agency.

"Okay, Atsushi-kun, it's time to test you." Osamu Dazai, who saw Atsushi Nakajima's decadence visible to the naked eye, suddenly straightened up and looked at him seriously.

"This is your first mission to go out since you joined the company."

"What is it?" Atsushi Nakajima stood up excitedly.

"Help me go downstairs to the Whirlpool Cafe and buy a cup of coffee." Osamu Dazai slumped back to his chair.

Under Atsushi Nakajima's disappointed gaze, Haruki Iyama stood up.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes sparkled.

"Buy me a cup too," Haruki Juyama said, "I'm so sleepy this afternoon."

"Okay, so now, who agrees and who opposes the matter of Dun-kun going downstairs to buy coffee," Dazai Osamu and Iyama Haruki raised their hands very neatly, "Two to one, let's go."

"Chaos..." Nakajima Atsushi tried to make a final struggle.

"Master Ranpo voluntarily renounces the right to vote!"

Atsushi Nakajima went downstairs with hatred.

This was the only time since he came to the Armed Detective Agency in the past few days that he stepped out of this room during off-duty hours.

And in the room with the closed door behind him, the three people sitting on the chairs were actually not doing nothing as he thought, waiting for the coffee to be delivered upstairs.

Osamu Dazai, who was the first to dismiss Atsushi Nakajima, stroked his chin thoughtfully: "It seems that he has been imprisoned in the agency for too long, and now there is no other reason for him to stay."

According to Dun's character, it has reached the point of protesting to him, and it seems that he really can't sit still.

"Don't you have any more documents in your armed detective agency?" Haruki Jushan looked at the neatly arranged documents that belonged to Atsushi Nakajima and didn't know what to say.

This child is too honest, and when he was asked to sort it out, he actually sorted it out neatly by year and event. He doubted that the people who collected and sorted these materials at the beginning would never have imagined that they would be so neatly organized one day.

"No more," Dazai Osamu flipped through the date on the top with difficulty, "These are all old documents from when the company was just founded."

"I just said that you can't lock him up like this," Luanpo poked his head out of the snacks and concluded, "It's impossible to keep Dun from going out at all."

"Yeah, how is that possible?" Haruki Juyama quickly stood on the same front as Ranpo and condemned Osamu Dazai, "It's not because you are too inefficient after delaying for so long."

On the morning of the second day after Atsushi Nakajima confirmed joining the company, Haruki Iyama and Osamu Dazai, who had already had a deep contact with the black market and smelled familiar smells, quickly confirmed that someone was now searching for people and tigers in Yokohama.

And launched a reward for human and tiger in the underground world.

There were too many supernatural beings eyeing Atsushi Nakajima, and for a while, neither of them could be sure who was involved in it, how much was involved in the port Mafia and forces that did not belong to Yokohama, so the two hit it off immediately, and put Zhongjima Atsushi Shimao was locked in the company, cutting off the source of all information on the black market from the root.

Dazai Osamu's source of information is a mystery, and Jushan Haruki is constantly going out to test and investigate through the relationship chains entrusted by countless armed detective agencies. On the seventh day after Renhu lost his news, no one has taken the lead in increasing the rewards for him on the black market chips.

But maintaining the original price is enough to make people excited.

70 million.

--Dollar.

A number enough to drive everyone on the black market crazy.

Since the announcement of the reward, countless people with different abilities began to rush to Yokohama from all over the world. No matter what the original purpose of the person who issued the reward was, at least his goal of disturbing this pool of muddy water has been achieved.

Money touches people's hearts, and under the huge sum of money from the sky, there are countless people with supernatural powers pouring into this muddy water one after another.

Atsushi Nakajima will definitely have something special that they haven't discovered to make the bounty offer this number, otherwise it's just super resilience and plasticity abilities, it's not worth the price at all.

Otherwise, Jushan Haruki's price on the black market should have been much higher than him.

The truth is Atsushi Nakajima is worth almost three Haruki homes.

So during the few days when Atsushi Nakajima sorted out the files of the Armed Detective Agency, Haruki Iyama was in charge of finding out how many organizations were involved, and Osamu Dazai was in charge of finding out why he was entrusted with such a large amount of money.

The great Ranpo-sama is the only one in the detective agency who notices that these two people are calm and turbulent.

In this regard, he asked for an uninterrupted supply of limited snacks as a hush money.

Now who is going to disturb this pool of muddy water has almost been investigated, but the special features of Atsushi Nakajima's ability are still hidden in a fog.

Without knowing the specific reason why he was offered a reward, it is impossible to make an accurate response to it. The safest way is to keep him locked up in the detective agency, so this is why Iyama Haruki dislikes Dazai Osamu's inefficiency.

"Alas," Dazai Osamu sighed sadly in the face of the two people's accusations, "Now Atsushi is the most valuable person in the entire Butei."

False rich second-generation home Yama Haruki: Relying on the money sent by his generous Russian grandmother to spend his days and nights.

The real rich generation Atsushi Nakajima: Relying on his own efforts, he was successfully offered a reward of 70 billion US dollars by the three major organizations.

The rich second generation Haruki Jushan instinctively felt the danger of his status.

Anyway, he is raising Dun, so it won't work like this.

"You're right," he agreed.

So Atsushi Nakajima went upstairs with two cups of coffee, and when he opened the door, he heard Haruki Yayama plausibly speaking.

"I decided to visit my grandmother twice a year in Russia," he said.

"I covet her legacy."