The vest cannot be collapsed

Following the movement of Luanbu putting on his glasses, the cloak behind him rose up without any wind, opening a face that did not conform to Newtonian mechanics, and then fell down again.

Haruki Yoshiyama, who created this sheet that does not conform to Newtonian mechanics, has hidden his merits and fame, and silently withdrew his fanning hand.

He was super excited when he first learned that there was a member of the Armed Detective Agency who had super reasoning ability, and he was very happy after learning that this member was Ranpo, and after he participated in several commissions with great interest Only then was told ruthlessly by Osamu Dazai that Ranpo does not have supernatural powers.

Haruki Juyama: ...

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He also thought that he could use super-reasoning while activating his abilities at random, experience the feeling of getting the answers to the exam in advance and answering the questions in advance, and feel the joy of getting the script in advance.

Who knew that Luanbu didn't have supernatural powers.

And not only does he have no abilities, but when he activates abilities that do not exist, the members of the Armed Detective Agency even need to create special effects for the abilities to activate.

Yes, it all started a few years ago when the president was still a bodyguard. In short... now the whole detective agency is helping the president to deceive children.

So in fact, only Ranpo is a detective in the Armed Detective Agency, and the others are armed.

——Osamu Dazai is pretending.

Osamu Dazai, who told him that Ranpo has no abilities, mercilessly laughed at his attempt to see the script in advance through copying abilities, and praised his innocence, saying that if he was so naive in other aspects Enough.

Hard, fist hard.

So Haruki Juyama, who learned that Ranpo has no supernatural powers, returned to the state of fishing, and no longer bothered to follow everyone in the detective agency to investigate commissions. After so many days, this is the first time he has learned of this Following the news, Chaobu came out to investigate.

The conscientious non-staff member Haruki Iyama is very active in creating special effects for Ranpo, continuing the good tradition of the Armed Detective Agency.

Putting on the glasses, Ranbu's aura has undergone subtle changes. Under the sigh of the white-collar lady: "So the Armed Detective Agency really has detectives." The young people standing at the entrance of the alley obviously felt that something was wrong.

"What do you mean there are really detectives..." Dun, who had blown off his cloak for Luanbu, stood up and complained.

"I'm just surprised," the white-collar lady replied briskly, "When I was at the port of Mafia, every time I saw the expenditures of the armed detective agency, I thought you were some kind of violent organization with a unique name.

Dun thought for a while and thought about the members of the commune who quickly subdued the opponent after being attacked, but he couldn't refute for a while.

"You, what kind of power do you guys belong to?" The young man headed by Xiangkou took two steps back and looked at everyone vigilantly.

It is no secret that Yokohama has supernatural beings. Those who have been in the underground world all year round are more aware of what supernatural beings are like than ordinary people. In the city of Yokohama, supernatural beings are the targets of competition from various organizations. The word "supernatural person" shows that they are not the passers-by who I thought they were at first.

One can imagine the size of the organization capable of possessing supernatural beings, they are in big trouble.

The leading young man stretched out his arms to show the four people in the alley that he did not have any offensive weapons in his hands, and then he backed slowly while protecting the people behind him.

If you can't provoke them, can't you hide? Judging from the reaction of these people just now, maybe they already know that they are not members of the so-called armed detective agency. The best way now is to leave here as soon as possible.

"What are you going?" The black-haired man with glasses suddenly raised his voice and looked at these people, "You just left your companions and left?"

Several people in the alley froze suddenly.

The black-haired man didn't care about their reactions. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at the corpse in the depths, and then at these people. The young men standing at the entrance of the alley felt that the man's eyes seemed to see through In his eyes, all the complicated and disturbing worlds are just a simple sketch, useless clues are excluded, and corner details are thrown out.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements, just a simple glance, and the edge of the glasses frame cast two clean shadows on his face.

"Some of you are planning to never come here again," Edogawa Ranbu said bluntly, "As companions who have lived together for several years, have you been looking for clues for several days and just abandoned them like this?"

"But it's not surprising," he moved his chin. "You are not familiar with this land. Before they died, you had a fierce argument about whether to come here."

The young man at the entrance of the alley opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and groped behind him uncontrollably with his hands.

How did he know this.

He knew that they had lived with the dead inside for several years, and that they had found clues in the past few days, and most importantly, how did he know that they had a quarrel before coming here?

The moment his palm touched the wooden warehouse pinned behind his back, the young man suddenly felt a cold current run up his back, and then exploded suddenly.

It looked like it was being targeted by some large beast.

He raised his eyes tremblingly, only to see a white-haired boy next to the black-haired man staring closely at his hand.

"We are not members of an armed detective agency." Faced with such a powerful enemy, the leader wisely chose to quickly raise his hands and face each other frankly. "We are just ordinary people who use the name of a detective agency to investigate the cause of the death of our friends."

"Ordinary people?" Another slender, white-haired man who looked at least 1.8 meters tall asked with a half-smile.

"Member at the bottom of the gang." He quickly changed his words.

"Oh, a gangster on the street." The white-collar lady concluded unceremoniously.

Dun, who was still staring angrily at his hand holding the money, was paused by her extremely direct language. As a former member of Mafia at the port, this white-collar lady who came to entrust everyone is a street gangster. .

Can the organization these people belong to compare with the size of the port Mafia?

The leading youth dared not speak out.

Although I don't know how the black-haired man with supernatural powers saw it, years of experience in facing those high-ranking senior gang members played a huge role at this time, and he will start to explain it almost without thinking.

"Yokohama is not peaceful these days. Our gang has been ambushed by other gangs, and the boss plans to fight back." He raised his hands and dared not move under Dun Zai's sight. "We originally joined the gang just to find a shelter. If you don't want to fight, it's still the kind of fight with hot weapons, so of course you ran out."

"The ones who ran with us were all companions who didn't want to participate in it. After a moment of impulse, we found out that everyone didn't know where to go after defecting from the gang. If the boss who was in a rage defeated the gang that was ambushing us, everyone would Suffering." The young man obviously regretted the momentary enthusiasm at the time, "I said that the section of Yokohama Harbor on the coast a little further ahead is the warehouse street managed by the port Mafia, where there are many gangs mixed with fish and dragons. And the city police won’t come easily.”

"That's why I advise everyone to go to Warehouse Street."

The white-collar lady who heard her company's name raised her eyebrows.

"At that time, Huangmao..." He turned his head as if remembering something, "He thought that we all escaped from the gang, why should we enter the underground world of Yokohama again, why don't we go to some places with good law and order and peace, so we created In the end, everyone got angry and quarreled, and they just parted ways.”

"After our relationship with the other homeless members of Warehouse Street has improved and gained a firm foothold, we want to find them back, so we searched for them one by one along the relatively safe areas of Yokohama..."

"Finally their bodies were found here."

Jushan Haruki followed his gaze to look at the corpse deep in the alley, obviously the yellow-haired young man mentioned by the young man was the yellow-haired young man who Dun said at the beginning that he subdued him a few times.

So after these people had a disagreement, the people headed by Huang Mao came here to confirm the territory through the way of standing up and enclosing the land.

"So they confirm their territory by bullying children?" Dun was a little disdainful of this behavior.

The young man didn't seem to expect him to say that, and eagerly retorted: "No, Huang Mao is usually a very peaceful person, and he would never take the initiative to attack children for the sake of standing up."

"What do you know?" After he said this, he reacted belatedly.

These people in front of them had seen Huangmao a few days ago.

"I know a little bit," Haruki Yoshiyama said leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, "Have you ever seen these corpses up close?"

The young man nodded cautiously.

"They... seem to have killed each other," he said while considering his sentence under Jushan Haruki's gaze, "Huang Mao and the others would definitely not be the ones who did such a thing, I don't believe they would. Go and treat your companions desperately."

"There must be something strange."

"After gaining a firm foothold in Warehouse Street, we reattached to an organization and issued a commission on the black market." He looked a little tired, "But Yokohama has been too chaotic these days, and this commission to find the real culprit has been hanging on There's no one there to pick up."

"So for the sake of our companions and to find the real culprit, we decided to investigate ourselves from yesterday."

Does the black market still have this business?Atsushi Nakajima looked at the young man curiously.

He thought that the black market was either selling prohibited items or offering rewards to innocent people.

—specifically to himself.

"There are too many black market businesses," Haruki Jushan saw the novelty in his expression, and said proactively, "Kids, don't touch these messy things."

He didn't realize that he was much younger than Dun when he touched these.

These street gangsters are too low-level in the black market, so they are not eligible to offer rewards for connecting with Renhu. Naturally, they don't know the root of the strange relationship between gangs these days. They just think that no one cares about the entrustment because Yokohama is relatively chaotic.

They had no idea that the core of Yokohama's chaos was actually in front of them.

"Mr. Ranpo," Atsushi Nakajima, who was rejected by Haruki Yuyama, was not angry, but looked at Ranpo for proof, "What he said is true."

Among all the people present, Mr. Ranpo wearing glasses is so reliable.

"Ah..." The reliable Mr. Ranpo came back to his senses like a fugue, uttered a tone of unclear meaning, and then asked in confusion, "Have you finished?"

So it turned out that he was running away just now with a dignified face?

"Generally there is no problem..." Edogawa Ranbu put away his glasses slowly and replied, "Just don't put gold on your face in the future."

"If you're kicked out, you get kicked out," Luanbu told the man's lie very unceremoniously, "There's no need to make up a story about defecting from the organization to save your dignity."

"You have never joined any organization."

Atsushi Nakajima, who just thought these young people were unreliable but courageous, was instantly speechless.

"There is basically no difference in other aspects, but your yellow hair is actually here because you can't beat the other people in Warehouse Street..." Luanbu yawned, and began to gradually reveal the truth about these people. In the terrified eyes after being suddenly overthrown, Haruki Jushan suddenly remembered something.

"By the way," he looked at Atsushi Nakajima, "that kid you met that day, did you meet him?"

"Ah?" Dun was stunned for a second before realizing that Haruki Jushan was talking about the child who was bullied by the yellow hair, "It happened a few days ago, I don't even remember it."

"There should be..." He rubbed his face and recalled, "In the detective agency, although he didn't say a word, he wanted to wander around, so I stopped him."

Atsushi Nakajima touches Q's body.

"Is it the hand that is holding?" Jushan Haruki continued to ask calmly, with the same expression on his face as usual, Dun didn't see anything wrong.

"It should be." It took a long time, and Dun was not sure, "I remember that he seemed to be beaten badly. When I stretched out my hand, I saw that his arm was full of wounds, so I avoided the wound and held my hand." .”

The wound on the arm can be seen, Q is not bandaged, that is before the surveillance came on.

Dun shouldn't have caused him any damage within the range of the ability's judgment.

Haruki Iyama breathed a sigh of relief for being unobservable.

Although it is not impossible for Osamu Dazai to solve it if he is left with a mark, but one more thing is worse than one less thing. Who knows when Q will suddenly activate his ability and drag Atsushi into brain hell.

At this time, after picking up all the random steps of this group of street gangsters, the voice of narration stopped.

"Then let's find the person who caused all this now." Ranbu happily decided.

After he finished saying this, he opened his narrowed eyes slightly after taking off his glasses, and looked towards Haruki Jushan.

The two briefly looked at each other.

Ah, it was discovered.

Haruki Jushan blinked his eyes without any surprise.

Ranpo was definitely looking towards him. Facing Ranpo's penetrating gaze, Haruki Jushan smiled.

After finding out that he and Osamu Dazai had been busy for several days without telling everyone, they didn't point it out on the spot.

"It will take a lot of work to find this person," Ranbu first pressed his hat and complained in a low voice.

"Dazai is so relaxed," he murmured dissatisfiedly as he passed by Haruki Yoshiyama, "I want a monthly subscription for pudding."

"It's fine for half a year." Haruki Yoshiyama, who can prostitute her reasoning ability without looking for Q by herself, happily agreed.

And Osamu Dazai, who was "too easy" among the two people, is indeed wandering around with nothing to do.

He was ordered not to appear in the outside world by everyone in the detective agency and Zhongya Nakahara, so he had to force himself to hide in this huge villa every day that many people want to stay, but within three days, he broke the world rankings of five racing games. Arrived first.

How lonely is invincibility.

And on his first day here, he visited the mansion all over.

Only Haruki Juyama, Atsushi Nakajima, and Osamu Dazai who come to eat and drink live in this villa now. Since there are only three people living in it, many rooms are actually not used at all, and no one usually goes there. .Dun is a solid-eyed, honest kid who doesn't wander around; Jushan Haruki is a salty fish who can lie down and never sit, and won't run around unless necessary.

In terms of familiarity with this villa, maybe Osamu Dazai, who has been wandering around in a very boring way these days, is much more familiar with them than these two.

He didn't expect that it was just this stroll that he really found out something was wrong.

This is a luxurious villa with many well-equipped rooms, and many of the unused rooms used to be used by the servants who lived here.

Osamu Dazai visited more than a dozen rooms in a row. Without exception, their former owners seemed to have left in a hurry. There were many things on the table and unmade bedding was thrown aside. The sundries all show the panic and haste of those who once lived here when they left.

Not to mention that there were more than ten servants living here before, plus chefs and other housekeepers, there should be at least 20 people living and working in this villa together.

But now only three of them live in it.

If he didn't pretend to be seriously injured, and Haruki Jushan didn't retrieve Atsushi Nakajima, then he would be the only one.

What Jushan Haruki is looking for is a pyramid-like existence in the marriage and love market.

He has a car and a house, his parents are both dead; he lives in a large villa of several hundred square meters with his bags, and sits on the ground to watch the excellent ecological back garden.

Even if all the slightly valuable things in the villa were snatched up by the servants who fled in a hurry, it would not at all reduce the attractiveness of this luxurious mansion to others.

——If you ignore the information that this house is now listed on the Internet for debt repayment.

——Ignoring the fact that the original owner of the house actually had a feud with the port Mafia.

Osamu Dazai leaped down from the second floor while leaning on the railing, sat cross-legged on the sofa like Haruki Kiyama and started playing games.

Haruki Jushan made a fake identity from some strange way. The original owner of this house privately sponsored an organization of supernatural beings in Yokohama, trying to replicate it with a budget of less than 22 US dollars. The core process of the predecessor's coup d'état, becoming the uncrowned king of Yokohama by sponsoring other organizations to win.

In fact, there were quite a few people who wanted to do this in the past, but none of them succeeded anyway. When Osamu Dazai found this place, he was amazed at the inevitability and reincarnation of history. It hasn’t been a few years, and he wanted to challenge the port Mafia. People in this area are just like leeks, they simply cut a crop and grow a crop, realizing an uninterrupted perpetual motion supply.

And the property and territory owned by these people after they are defeated without exception will belong to the port Mafia.

——It is reasonable to suspect that Chief Sen is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to generate income.

These people do these things as if they have achievements. Every year, they unremittingly produce a few new dreamers who inherit the mantle of their predecessors, and the original owner of the house is no exception.

But what he didn't expect was that the organization he sponsored was more pertinent than his own judgment. After a few fights, he realized the fact that he would definitely not be able to defeat Port Mafia, and he simply surrendered to Port Mafia.

Therefore, the original owner of the sponsoring organization held his last breath on the surface and said that he would negotiate terms with the port Mafia, and secretly rushed to find "rich orphans" all over the world to take the blame.

It was at this time that Jushan Haruki appeared in the sight of these people.

The former Mafia Juyama Haruki, who had turned into a "rich orphan", instantly had a reasonable identity, directly discarded his previously riddled files when he worked in the port Mafia, and returned to Yokohama with a clean identity. .

Port Mafia was waiting for the final so-called "negotiation" with them, and the head of the family launched this "orphan" who thought he was cannon fodder and ran away with his own money. After learning that his employer had offended Port Mafia, the servants also ended the so-called negotiation. Afterwards, he left directly with his own things, and this family that was still considered famous in Yokohama turned into an empty shell overnight.

But how could the port Mafia be confused by their methods? Osamu Dazai knew without even looking that those who escaped from Yokohama must have been dealt with by the Fighting Department.

Then Ju Shanqingshu, who did nothing, picked up a flat for nothing, and it became the place where he ate and drank now.

Osamu Dazai, who eats and drinks, lies on the sofa and scans information on the black market, and Yun, who is bored, joins in the hunt for Renhu,

Suddenly, a black market commission that had been backlogged for a long time and was revoked attracted his attention.

In the eyes of others, it is not a rare thing, and the content is also the most common daily commission in Yokohama.

After this commission was issued, there was no disturbance in the black market that was full of people and tigers, and it quickly sank to the bottom of the information flow. It was not pushed up again until the publisher who had just commissioned revoked the commission.

Osamu Dazai enthusiastically dialed the number marked as a slug.

"Want to know where Q is?" He cut to the chase.

"What do you mean?" Nakahara Chuya, who was about to swear at someone on the other end of the phone, instantly suppressed the mackerel that was about to blurt out, "You want to lure him out?"

"When did you become so kind?" He asked strangely.

Dazai Osamu was also there when he received a call from his subordinates last time to inform Q that he appeared in the surveillance. Since Dazai knew that he was now being targeted by Q as the primary revenge target, why would he be so kind as to come out to help him distract.

"The information and intelligence department of Port Mafia really should be updated," Dazai Osamu replied irrelevantly, "If you want to find Q, follow me, otherwise, with your efficiency, wouldn't you never be able to find him?"

"How did you know that?"

He didn't feel that Osamu Dazai was lying to him. In these aspects, Dazai's keen intuition and insight are absolutely trustworthy.

Osamu Dazai pouted casually, and happily started to fool the slug: "My own channel."

It's really embarrassing to call the black market your own channel.

"Anyway, I have a clue," he added before Zhongyuan Zhong was also angry, "and you don't even have a direction now."

This is true.

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up the car keys, turned sideways over the low wall, and walked outside.

Hearing Nakahara Nakata's voice on the other end of the phone obviously began to waver, Osamu Dazai complacently said, "Just come out and chase him to play."

"Where is he?"

The mobile phone was thrown into the sky by Osamu Dazai, and it was caught firmly again, "I don't know, maybe it's outside Mori Ogai's office in the Mafia building at the port right now?"

A malicious guess.

"Shall we climb the Mafia building at the port together?" Osamu Dazai asked enthusiastically, "I'll take a photo for you."