Mr. Oda and his friends

"Is Hiyori back?"

After successfully sending Uchiyama Koharu to board the plane and leave the country, this was the first question Oda Sakunosuke asked when he returned to the detective agency.

Yosano Akiko pointed to the president's office: "I'm back, and I'm not injured, but the class in the afternoon... definitely won't be able to attend."

The red-haired boy suddenly became nervous: "What?"

Since he was not injured, why didn't he even want to go to school?

Don't look at Rihe Tiantian's expressionless expression in school, in fact she likes going to school very much.What happened to make her lose interest in her favorite things to do?

"Just, just, just..."

Yoshiko showed a corner of Tianshan flower bag hiding in the tea room, stumbled and learned the story to Oda Sakunosuke: "So Kohikazu is sad, she lost a new friend."

"Is that so..."

Oda Sakunosuke moved his gaze to the door panel of the president's office: "It's my responsibility, I shouldn't let her act alone."

"Okay, living in Yokohama, you will encounter this kind of thing sooner or later. You can't lock Hiyori in a dormitory or office and never let her have contact with the outside world?"

Yosano Akiko angrily threw a stack of manuscript paper to him: "Hurry up and write the report, Hiyori is in a bad mood, don't burden her with work."

"Oh, good." Oda Sakunosuke took the manuscript paper, turned sideways and shouted to the tea room: "Hanadai, can you write that part of the report yourself? Do you need to come out and see the format?"

"No! I'm fine here! Thank you!"

Tianshan Huadai almost screamed, making up his mind to make a nest in the pantry.

Yosano Akiko was so angry that she was about to play her tongue: "Do you want me to cure your brain?"

The voice of the flower bag was immediately so small that it was almost inaudible, the logic was confused and the brain was knotted, and the content was nothing more than the awe and fear of young women.

"Then you should figure out a way for yourself first." Oda Sakunosuke stopped persuading him, put the manuscript aside, and turned to turn on the computer.

At this moment, the door of the president's office opened, and Hiyori walked out with his head bowed.The dumb hair on the top of the little girl's head moved, detected the Oda signal, and immediately rushed into the red-haired boy's arms like a small cannonball.

Edogawa dragged his feet and walked behind to comfort her: "Oh, don't be sad anymore, hasn't the famous detective already analyzed it? It's just an injury, and that boy named Oba Yezang may not be able to do anything. event."

"Since he is a child living in a garbage dump, he must have his own philosophy of survival if he grows up to such an age. Besides, according to the information you brought back, if it was really a human trafficker who took him away, at least he will be killed before he is sold. The 'goods' are never damaged to the point of depreciation."

A white light flashed in the detective's emerald green eyes—whether there is a person named "Oba Yozo" in the border of Yokohama is another matter.

But there is no need to tell Miyata Hikazu this guy with a simple brain structure and a particularly straightforward temper.Since the other party chose to retreat on his own initiative, there is no need to continue to strengthen the memory of this incident. Time will gradually make her forget it.

Hiyor pointed his ass at him, hiding his head in Oda Sakunosuke's arms.

"Aren't you happy?" Oda Sakunosuke stroked her satin-smooth hair from top to bottom: "What Mr. Ranpo said makes sense?"

The detective raised his head and let out a heavy snort from his nostrils.

"Your friend may not have an accident, don't give up hope so early." He didn't know Edogawa Ranpo's good intentions at all, so he directly brought the topic to another channel: "Maybe in the not-too-distant future, you can have Maybe there is a way to rescue him?"

Detective:"……"

"Hey! Who are you on?" The childish young man unscrewed the soda and drank half a bottle: "Can a guy who appears suddenly and hides his head and tail be as important as us?"

"Eh..." Oda Sakunosuke paused, trying to understand his meaning: "It's hard to say that new friends are not important..."

Hiyori huddled in his arms and nodded vigorously up and down, looking like a large Hugging Bear hugging a small Hugging Bear.

Edogawa got angry, held up the newspaper in front of his face, and deliberately smashed the soda bottle on the desk with force: "Xiao Hiyori is an idiot! A big idiot!"

"Ah...this...?"

The red-haired boy was puzzled: Where did this come from?

"Pfft...well, cough cough, Xiao Hiyori, can you help me read this document?" Yosano Akiko came to the rescue in time, and Oda Sakunosuke pulled Hiyori out of his arms and straightened her bangs : "Go, don't go to school today, how about going for a walk after work?"

"Well, let's go eat curry rice." The little girl took the opportunity to ask, Oda Sakunosuke just nodded, and Yosano Akiko quietly added: "You can't give her the magma spicy version of curry rice, understand?"

"..."

Understand, must understand, dare not understand.

"That's it... Boss, Mr. Dazai fell ill as soon as he came back. Sorry, please forgive me..."

The black suit who came to report to the boss on behalf of his boss was trembling, for fear that the leader would suddenly order someone to drag him out to Chutu.

Mori Ogai put his hands in front of his face and listened carefully to what he said, then smiled and waved: "Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest."

"Dazai-kun is such a stubborn child, I don't remember that I was so harsh that you can't even feel at ease when you are sick."

As he said that, he put down his hands, got up and left the armchair and walked towards the viewing window: "I'll go over to see it myself later, please complete the mission report for Dazai-kun."

Hearing the words, the black suit handed the sampling bag to Alice who was standing beside him respectfully with both hands, and then bowed to leave: "Thank you for your compassion, BOSS, I am very grateful!"

"Go, go, it would be embarrassing for you to mess around with Dazai-kun, hahaha."

At this moment, Mori Ogai is acting like a gentle man who is easy to talk and almost has no temper. However, when his subordinates leave, he immediately reveals his true colors. Small sealed bag with straight hair: "Xiao Hiyori, hehehe!"

"Enough, if you do this again, I will castrate you!"

The blond elder sister Alice glared at him like an enraged lioness, and the leader of PortMafia raised his hands in a sign of surrender: "Oh, oh, let's do a paternity test. Anything is possible, don't prove it yourself How can it work, is there something wrong?"

The blond woman gave the superhuman a cold look, turned her back and didn't want to talk to him.

Mori Ogai happily put the sampling bag into his pocket, and walked towards the treatment room with his hands behind his back—there is a high probability that Miyata Hiyori will not have a blood relationship with him. Is this conclusion important?

Not important at all.

Even if it doesn't matter, he will find a way to make this beautiful and cute little girl have a relationship with him.The child adopted by Fukuzawa Yukichi is one of the important members of the Armed Detective Agency. With these two points alone, she is enough to secure a bargaining chip seat.

In business, there is no shame in seizing fleeting opportunities to "operate" properly.

As the only doctor in the organization, Mori Ogai has the right to arrange a treatment room for himself in the PortMafia building even if his medical license is revoked.He pushed open the door, and what he saw was a messy medicine cabinet and various pills scattered all over the place.

The boy with still wet hair fell into the pile of accessories, holding an old gray notebook tightly in his hand, with a trace of unhealthy red on his pale cheeks.

The boy remained unresponsive as if he was dead, only the slight ups and downs of his chest proved that he was actually alive.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Dazai-kun, I'm sorry, a cold is not a disease that is absolutely fatal."

Mr. Sen took out the ear thermometer slowly, took a simple measurement and shook the device in his hand: "39 degrees eight?"

He hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the child, stripped him clean and threw him on the hospital bed.

This knife is still easy to use, but it is far from being severely worn, so it is a pity to break it like this.

I don't know which mud puddle this little thing has rolled into every time he went out, especially the white woolen coat that belongs to a girl at first glance, it is so dirty that it can kill cleanliness patients.Originally, he wanted to throw away even that old notebook, but Dazai's grip was too tight, so he had to give up.

Alas... prodigal child, another bed wasted.

Easy to hang liquid on Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai thought it was not safe enough, so he dug out a pair of restraint belts for mental patients from the cabinet, and put this young man who could poke the sky out of the hole at a glance Firmly tied into a silkworm chrysalis.

"There are few bosses in the world who are kind and soft-hearted, and who pay generous wages like me."

Shamelessly affirming himself, he took out the sampling bag and handled it himself.

Such an important matter cannot be entrusted to others with confidence.

As the night passed, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes regretfully, and closed them quickly in the next second—it was terrible, the greasy middle-aged chrysanthemum made his digestive system feel a little uncomfortable.

To put it simply, I want to vomit.

"Huh? Don't Dazai-kun want to hear good news?"

Mori Ogai held up a few pieces of paper beamingly and waved them in front of him: "I can be sure that Xiao Hiyori is the eldest lady of our PortMafia~ Oh, although I don't know what's going on, but since it's a mistake that all men make, it's always a mistake. Should I forgive one or two?"

Dazai Osamu was buzzing in his head: "..."

After so many years of touching master-student relationship, I still don't know you?

If this is true, I will arrange for Ango Sakaguchi to eat these pages of the test report!

Maybe it's because he just woke up and didn't manage his expression well, the deep disgust almost overflowed from his face.First of all, seeing that he didn't believe it, Mr. mysteriously raised a finger to cover his mouth: "In this world, anything can happen, isn't it?"

Of course, Miyata Hiyori has no blood relationship with him at all, not to mention "blood relationship", even her species...is an unknown factor to be determined.

That is not a genetic sequence that can occur naturally.

There are no flaws in her genes, they are as perfect as a mathematical formula, and there are no "accidental" fluctuations that may appear in the slightest.If I have to pick a bone, I can only say that Miyata Hiyori has everything except no "future".

This is also the fundamental reason why the Academy of Sciences agreed to destroy the "highest masterpiece".

——Technology can indeed allow artificial humans to touch the forbidden areas belonging to the gods to a certain extent, but as a punishment for violating nature, "Empty Cicada" loses all possibility of continued evolution.

Perfection means that there is no progress, it means the end of everything, and it means that scientists have no room to explore.If it is generalized and misused wantonly, this technology will be nothing less than a disaster for the entire human being.

Since the first ape raised the stone and stick in his hand, this species has been on the verge of extinction many times. Only continuous evolution is the ultimate force that saves mankind time and time again.However, more people are always short-sighted and stubborn by nature. Out of an attitude of being responsible for the entire population, no matter what, artificial humans cannot open their mouths.

So even if "Kong Chan" has made great achievements, she must go to the guillotine.

Fortunately, no one in this world can guess the true origin of Hiyori, so naturally no one will clamor for "destruction".There was only one old fox who came from the army and was extremely sensitive to "human experiments", rubbing his chin in the dark and smiling maliciously.

Yokohama, a treasure land of geomantic omen, is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.