Mr. Oda and his friends

After eating red bean soup and maple leaf steamed buns, Rihe sat quietly in his seat and waited after wiping his mouth.The proprietress delivered the packed pancakes at the right time, and Mr. Fuze said to the girl while taking out his pocket to pay the bill: "Take the pancakes to Ranbu, he has the habit of eating at night."

"Ah."

She obediently responded, stood up, took the bag, and walked out of this old-fashioned Japanese restaurant behind the guardian.

The setting sun had already fallen below the horizon, and the stars jumped out of the sky with shimmering lights, and two figures, one tall and one short, walked back and forth.Seeing that the staff dormitory could be reached after another intersection, Fukuzawa Yukichi waved his hand to stop Hiyori, and put his other hand on the sword: "..."

In the shadows, there were ambushers hiding, and he heard the deliberately low breathing.Is it another desperado who was attracted by a reward?

Gunshots rang out, and the cold wind blew by his side. He saw a lady in twelve singles swinging a knife and rushing towards the dark alley, followed by an extremely stern scream.

President Fukuzawa took a deep look back at Hiyori, gripped the blade tightly and chased into the dark alley—the curse spirit was about to decapitate the enemy who would commit crimes on the spot, and the crescent moon-like blade shone with cold light and held it high above his head.Seeing that those people who fell on the ground were about to be decapitated, Kong Chan was very surprised as the clear knife rang.

This human being chasing after him... actually stopped his movements.

"Humph!"

She pressed forward a few inches, using the strength of the opponent's resistance to vacate and retreat.Realizing that he was determined to save these people, Hiyori gave orders to the curse spirit: "Kong Chan, come back."

The bone-chilling autumn wind blew over the wound, and the militants who rolled under the knife of death finally realized that the target on the reward order did not seem to be a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch.

"Go back and tell your employers not to provoke the Armed Detective Agency."

The eyes that are so fierce that they are comparable to evil spirits are more threatening than death, and they are obviously unable to move.

The curse disappeared, and Mr. Fukuzawa's knife was retracted into its sheath.He turned and walked towards Rihe, and when she couldn't help shrinking her neck, he rubbed the hair on the top of the girl's head vigorously: "Let's go."

Alas, how should girls be educated?

Indulging her to use violence at will is against his philosophy of dealing with things; but if he interferes, he is afraid that she will be harmed if she encounters such a thing again.

It's just too light or too heavy.

"..."

He wanted to say something at first, but when he saw the girl's expression like a kitten making a mistake, he couldn't bear to reprimand him, so in the end he could only sigh: "Oh, go back and rest early."

Let Oda talk to her, it should be more effective.

Hiyori was ready to be scolded.It's not that Edogawa Ranpo didn't play around so much that when he was reprimanded by Fukuzawa Yukichi, every time he was brought into the office for "education", he would lie half dead on the table like a jellyfish blown to the beach by the waves to strike .From him, Hiyori learned that being taught by Mr. Fukuzawa is a very terrible thing, how terrible it is... She automatically brought it into the methods of the witches.

However, what I didn't expect at all was that he was forgiven by Gentleness even though he was clearly intent on killing.Don't talk about reprimands, even heavy words didn't last half a sentence.

The girl moved her feet uncomfortably, her face still had that upright look on her face, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart—did I, did something wrong?

Killing people is not a good thing, but those people are bad people, why can't they be cleaned up?

She looked up at Mr. Fukuzawa, eyes full of confusion: "...?"

Maybe people who don't like to talk have a set of codes for eye contact. Fukuzawa Yukichi received the signal and tapped Hiyori's forehead with his fingers: "Probably because...under normal circumstances, human beings will not and cannot deprive the same kind of eyes at will. Life. Don’t you want to be a real person? Maybe that’s the difference, because people are creatures who live in troubles and contradictions no matter what.”

"Worries and conflicts...?"

Hiyori seemed to understand something, but he still seemed to be ignorant.Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't make things difficult for her, and walked forward with his hands in his sleeves: "Think slowly, and you can also ask someone to ask questions. When you get your own answer, you will be an adult."

"Ok."

Returning to the green area of ​​the staff dormitory with the bag containing the pancakes, President Fukuzawa turned and left after confirming that there was no ambush around.Hiyori stood on the flat ground and watched his back dissolve into the night before going upstairs to knock on Edogawa Ranpo's door - takeaway supper!

President Fukuzawa did not go home, but turned back to the office of the detective agency to find Sakunosuke Oda who was busy finishing the report.

Although he was surprised by his speech half an hour ago and almost dropped his teacup, the problem he is facing now is obviously more important than the life and death of the teacup, so he can walk and watch without paying too much attention to it.

Most of the night shifts of the Armed Detective Agency are just daily mobile arrangements, set up entirely in case someone needs help at night.If they don't have to go out to work, the main job of detectives when they stay indoors is to organize their own investigation reports, or simply fish.For example, Oda Sakunosuke, he will use this part of the whole time to carve the manuscript.

Of course, playing games to draw cards or drinking and reading magazines is also fine. President Fukuzawa never interferes with employees' personal hobbies.

"Oda."

Mr. President went straight to the desk near the window, and the red-haired young man immediately stopped poking the keyboard and got up: "Yes, President."

"Well, Hiyori has already returned to the dormitory. On the way we met the guy who came to offer a reward. Her reaction was a bit beyond my expectation. It seems that Riko's death had an impact on her far beyond imagination."

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned: "She is still a child, a victim who was artificially isolated and raised to deliberately shape a deformed character. I can't force her to learn empathy and empathy in a short time, but if this continues, there will always be One day Hiyori will cross that line."

"When human life is as light as dust in her eyes, it will be difficult to turn back."

Oda Sakunosuke subconsciously closed the screen of the laptop: "Ah...Xia Yu told me that Hiyori saw Kuroi Misato die in a gunshot with his own eyes, Tenuchi Riko was forced to commit suicide, and Fuguro crushed it in front of her." Xia You's hand bones. There will be such a reaction, probably to vent anger."

Anyone who bears a resemblance to Fu Hei, no matter how thin, draws her ire.

"..."

Mr. Fukuzawa's expression at this moment is as if he is going to dig out Fuheshier and give him another pump: "..."

"During this period, Rihe's safety is entirely in your hands. As for the handling of the Panxing Sect, I will visit some old friends." After a long pause, he made a decision: "[Tian Yiseamless] can be foreseen Dangerous, you should be able to stop Hiyori's evil spirits."

"Report to me at any time if necessary."

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A certain person was lying in an office chair with his legs up and playing games. The heavy and expensive wooden door was kicked open like a thin piece of paper, and even the wind that was engulfing him seemed to have a bloody smell.

The black-haired boy lazily raised his eyelids to take a look, and yawned with his mouth wide open like a cat like Maodong's skinny cat: "It's so annoying, I'm going to ask someone to wipe the slug slime on the door again."

"Do you want to be thrown from upstairs by me?"

Zhong Yuan almost stomped his colleague's floor: "What's the reward for the last mission?"

In just a few days, Rihe's net worth on the black market has doubled several times to almost [-] million. If this guy hadn't been making waves inside, he would have eaten up this desk.

"The last mission..."

Osamu Dazai put down the game console and raised his head to think for a while: "Ah, you said that the original price of the mission with the specified trading target is not worthy of the quality of the goods at all. I think it's too little for him to ask for [-] million."

It's rare to have a fat sheep that walks in front of you by yourself. I'm really sorry for the thought he spent if he didn't bald it.

"Boss seems to like the mascots that other people's homes have raised. Unfortunately, the kitten has sharp teeth and claws. In the past few days, many idiots have been scratched by her and ran home crying to find their mother."

The young man spread his limbs and lay on the seat, muttering to himself: "Even if you catch her in a cat trap, she will definitely escape in the end. Why don't you ask for a higher price, and the cat will run away when it runs away. Don't feel too sorry."

As for the person who intends to spend money to snatch the cat, of course he is also an excellent backer!Anyway, their money is easy to come by.

"What bad idea are you muttering about again!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the desk that was photographed by gravity made a groan of wanting to "live".

Zhong Yuanzhong also wished to open this guy's head with his own hands to find out, to see if it was black mud or waste water was randomly stuffed into it.

"Huh? What I'm talking about is...the slugs seem to be passive and sabotage recently. Could it be that you also took a fancy to this sky-high priced mascot worth [-] million?" Osamu Dazai observed through his hair with great interest. Also began to speak incoherently: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have any, so don't talk nonsense. What cats and mascots, are you going to do the work of finding pets and catching mistresses!"

"Hehe, since you don't have a brain, don't embarrass your empty skull." Osamu Dazai picked up the game console and continued to fiddle with it, shaking his toes towards the door of the office: "Please close the door for me from the outside."

From the outside... close the door...

Isn't this just driving people out!

Zhong Yuanzhong was also ready to move, and really wanted to smash the game console in front of him. Anyway, the salary that the BOSS paid this guy was enough for him to change to a new one, so he did a good job that day to make a reason for mackerel.

The people in black suits passing by in the outer corridor suddenly heard all kinds of inexplicable and strange screams coming from the guerrilla captain's office, and they all sped up and left this place of right and wrong.

The big guys are fighting, those of us with simple minds and thin bodies will not get involved, it is lucky not to be affected