Mr. Oda and his friends

"Hey, Jie, you go to Yokohama with me. Let's turn around Saitama later, how about I buy you something to eat in exchange?"

In addition to a pair of children who took over temporarily, there is still a lost bet to be cashed in. The whining Wujo Satoru is not to mention how annoying it is.

Xia Youjie turned his head and didn't want to look at him: "It's not necessary."

"Huh? Didn't you rush to ask about the situation of the little one a minute ago, why did you become so ruthless all of a sudden? I don't want to go there by myself, Edogawa's random steps make me feel uncomfortable."

Baimao pushed up his sunglasses to cover his eyes tightly: "Go, go, and Fu Heisher's son, let's arrest him, work every day without food, how about it?"

He just said that, no one present would really take his anger out on the child.Xia Youjie was unmoved, and only snorted to his friend.Surrounding Rihe, the young man with the ball head didn't know what to do.

On the one hand, of course he wanted to confirm with his own eyes whether she was really out of danger and whether she was really safe and sound; on the other hand, the unspoken sense of frustration and guilt entangled in his heart made him not want to see that little girl very much.

As soon as he saw her, he would constantly recall the disgusting weakness and despair of being trampled underfoot.But...Xia Youjie struggled for more than ten minutes, and finally nodded with difficulty: "Go to Yokohama, yes, Qiyu doesn't have to."

He didn't want to know anything about that man...

"I don't care, let's talk about Saitama next time. This time I will go to Yokohama to see the little one, well, you have to be mentally prepared. By the way, I have to go home, Tsurumaru Kuninaga Which warehouse did you throw it in?"

Wu Tiao was overjoyed. Seeing that his friend was fine, he ran towards the old house while biting a lollipop.

——If you tell the old people at home that Tsurumaru Kuni will be given away forever, they will probably be flooded with tears and saliva.At least not wanting to cause trouble for himself for the next few days, the Patriarch of the Wutiao family decided to stealthily turn out the knife.

Leaving aside how much gossip Gojo Satoru caused when he ran home, in short, it took two or three days before he returned to school with an unknown object wrapped in a fishing tackle bag.During this period, Xia Youjie circled around the outer wall of the Xingxing Palace under the strict monitoring of Noctua Moth, causing panic. In the end, the problem children were kicked out of the school by the principal's unbearable kick.

"Apologize solemnly to President Fukuzawa first, and you can only go to see Miyata after you get permission. Observe the rules and act like a human being. Do you understand?"

Get out, one or two are getting more and more serious, don't hold a patient exchange meeting in school!

Noctua Zhengdao was exhausted physically and mentally. Wutiaojia, one of the three royal families, called to question the education of the "Patriarch". The state is still not quite right... a bit of Miyata's self-closing appearance.

To be honest, aren't you really half-brothers and sisters who have been separated for many years?

With Miyata's return to Yokohama, the curse spirits flooded again in Tokyo. As a first-class magician who has worked for many years, Principal Noctua must return to the battle sequence immediately, and the long overtime career is about to start again.If there is no comparison with the holidays of the previous few days, overtime work will be overtime, anyway, there is nothing to do when you are idle.But now, all he can think about is that he hasn't slipped the curse today... What does it mean to go from extravagance to frugality!

Maybe it would be better to let Xia You go there to relax, I'm afraid there will be no time for the students to wander around after school starts.

The burly man, whose heart was as soft as cotton candy, sighed deeply.He is really not good at preaching, especially for creatures like students, not all situations are suitable for "personality modification boxing".Especially in the face of Xia You, a young man with a delicate mind and a particularly tough idea, there seems to be no other better way of education than letting him hit the wall to try.

I hope that Mr. Fukuzawa, who adopted two orphans one after another and educated them to an outstanding level, can do something about him.Of course, as one of the main culprits who caused such a catastrophe, it is reasonable to come to the door to apologize to the innocent victims.

Thinking of this, Principal Ye Moth even asked the two culprits to bring a small gift for apology - a copy of spell teaching materials for colleges (top, middle, bottom).Presumably, with Miyata's intelligence, she will soon be able to better control her curse spirit through this gift.

After Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie came to Yokohama by means of transportation, they saw Yokohama specialties again as soon as they walked out of the station.

A heavy gun with blue flames appeared on the street in broad daylight. The citizens were agile and agile, occupying various hiding places in the first place, and cast out the spells of the two who stood still and failed to react in time. The teacher was very dumbfounded.

——Please, we seem to be in the right dimension?

Xia Youjie was halfway through waving his hands to defend, when he suddenly remembered that the rainbow dragon had been cut off by Fu Heisher and could no longer be summoned.

Just when he was distracted, a major turning point occurred in the battle situation.

Both sides in the war were not blind, of course they saw these two young men whose stature was much higher than the average and their appearance was very distinctive.In line with the mentality of "strike first, then strike later", the guns on both sides aimed at the conjurers who strayed into the battlefield at the same time.Before these "special products" fired, the two disappeared in front of everyone at an unimaginable speed.

"Did you escape?"

"what!"

"Wow!"

They were invaded into the center of their own camp, and the close distance made them afraid to shoot rashly.Losing the advantages of distance and weapons, members of ordinary social groups with mediocre physical skills lie down on the ground before they can figure out what's going on, unable to get up again.Especially the half who was "taken care of" by Xia Youjie almost saw blood.

Just looking for a few sandbag hammers to relieve pressure and vent anger, it came at the right time.

All the shrimp soldiers and crab generals fell down, the young man with the ball head closed his fists and exhaled foul breath, moved his arms up and down to move his shoulders, and looked at people from the corner of his eyes. The aura is even more villainous than the villain: "Blocking outside the station to obstruct traffic, do you have a sense of public morality? ?”

Social people lying on the ground in disorder: "..."

Who is this sacred?

"If there is such a luxury as public morality, how could these guys be in the ghostly state they are now."

Along the way, Wutiao, who ate candy endlessly, summoned a taxi at random, slammed the door and walked away in a very chic manner.

The melee group that was KO'd by two people waited until the exhaust gas was no longer visible before getting up from the ground in embarrassment. The party wearing mercenary camouflage whispered to each other: "Could this be the variable that Mr. Bai Qilin mentioned?"

"Anyway, go back and report. As for the follow-up arrangements, those are not issues we should consider."

The leader decisively issued an order to retreat, and the mercenaries ran backwards and ran cleanly.

The opponents left like a tide, only one side could not fight, and they naturally scattered into the dark alleys.Some of them looked furtively around, turned and hid in the direction of the port.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with the Armed Detective Agency on holiday anyway.

The battle among the major organizations has reached a fever pitch. Detectives are both supernatural beings and civilians. Since they are civilians, why don't they go out to get shot if they don't hide in the office to fish?The people outside are beaten into dog brains and don't have their own clerk, kanban lady and mascot... The problem is even more serious!

Although the blackened Hiyori still had a soft and honest face, the negative impact finally came—the curse spirit, which had disappeared for half a year, reappeared in the night of Yokohama.

The curse spirit is not under the control of the supernatural power user, and the Armed Detective Agency has no solution, except to archive the received files and records.But even in this case, no one asked Hiyori for an explanation.

Hiyori is not a government employee, not a policeman, let alone a military police officer. She has no obligation to endorse the actions of all citizens of the entire country.More importantly, the power is her own, and she has the right to decide how to use it.

"So, you are actually from the future?"

In the office of the detective agency, Hiyori, who had a bit of a broken jar and broken style of painting, was once again curious by the famous detective, and finally told everything.

Being different from humans is different, and maybe never will be the same.

Edogawa Ranpo put on his glasses and walked around her three times to the left and three times to the right, his green eyes staring bigger than a cat: "Human experiment? Artificial man? No, strictly speaking... it should be called artificial god, right?" !"

"Amazing! The famous detective guessed more than half of it, but part of the truth is still limited by time and space... No wonder."

He was so excited that he spoke so fast that he was even a little incoherent.

Others were sweating coldly with their eyes open: "Mr. Ranpo, you..."

You really believe it, aren't these the sudden imaginations of Hiyori after suffering mental trauma?

"Xiao Rihe didn't lie~ she won't lie."

The young man rubbed his chin and smacked his lips, and dropped a "nuclear bomb": "It's a pity that she has been under house arrest all along, and she doesn't know anything about the outside world."

I have to say that this is indeed a regrettable thing.

But Edogawa Luanbu turned his head and thought again, and suddenly he was open-minded: "It's okay if you don't know, if the result is spoiled in advance, the game will not be fun."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Hundreds of years later?Originally thought that he had adopted a daughter, but who knew it was a granddaughter of many generations.

With Yosano Akiko: "..."

Human experiments?Dogs can't change. There is never a shortage of shit-eating guys.

Tian Shan Hanabou: "..."

Judge?Yoshiko, come and see the gods!

Oda Sakunosuke: "Well...do you need me to do anything for you?"

Wait, why do you react differently than everyone else?

"doing what?"

A question about the weakness of the flower bag came from the tea room, and the red-haired young man began to count with his fingers: "Shrines, torii gates, altars, etc. If necessary, I can find contacts in this area."

"..."

Countless words came to his lips, but he couldn't think of the corresponding vocabulary. Hiyori held back for a long time and only managed to choke out two words: "No need!"

"You might as well buy an incense burner and put it on Rihe's table, burn two sticks of incense in the morning and evening, and find a set of copper bowls and copper hammers to knock on if you have nothing to do."

Edogawa Ranpo came up with a bad idea, which was immediately vetoed by President Fukuzawa: "Nonsense! It's for worshiping the dead, no respect."

Then, the members saw the rare scene where the president misnamed: "How about replacing it with fresh fruit plate and small dried fish?"

It's not much better, Mr. Fukuzawa!