After becoming a chaotic daughter

"Father." Nanako ran back to the detective agency, stood at the door of the reception room and poked her head out.

"Huh?" Ranbu, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, stopped talking with Oda Sakunosuke, and turned to look at her.

"There's a strange old man outside..." Nanako said slowly, after thinking for a while, she added, "He said he wanted to find a boy named 'Zen Yuanhui'."

Chan Yuanhui?

Luanbu leaned on the armrest of the sofa, propped his face lazily with one hand, and thought for a while.The Buddhist monastery, Fuhesher, Hui, Conjurer, Heaven and Curse, Yu Sanjia, super curse spirit... Soon, he roughly understood what was going on. It seemed that Fuhesher was not only He just treats the detective agency like a nursery and wants them to clean up his mess.

"Nanako." Ranpo said, "Take that brat—that brat named 'Mei' to the president's room to hide, and I'll trouble the president to come out."

Nanako scratched her little head: "Why are you hiding?"

"Because that old man is here to snatch the child." Luan Bu replied her.

"...Oh." Although she didn't quite understand what Ranpo meant, considering the situation, Nanako suspected that Kei's parents were divorced, so the two families were vying for the custody of their son, but she didn't know that the one outside seemed Is the fierce old grandpa Hui's grandpa or grandpa.

Several children ran to the president's office together. When Nanako quietly opened the door and entered the room, Yukichi Fukuzawa was sitting behind the desk reading the reports of the past few days. The children would occasionally look like He ran into his office like this, and took the books on the shelf, or the toys that fell here at some time, so Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't pay attention to Nanako who sneaked in first, but then, Gogol, San Wheel, and a little boy he had never seen before, all four children got in.

Nanako ran to the desk, leaned on the edge of the desk, and said to him with no expression on her small face: "Grandpa, Dad said, let you go out for a while. There is an old grandpa outside, who is coming to snatch the child."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "...?"

Is there any commission related to children in the past two days?

Feeling a little puzzled in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, he put down the document in his hand, nodded slightly to Nanako to indicate that he knew, then stood up with a straight face, and strode out vigorously.

The door of the president's room was closed with a click, and there were only four children left in the room.The president's office is very large. Although he is the only one working here on weekdays, the area of ​​this office is almost the same as the office area outside. In addition to the office area, there is also a sofa for receiving guests, and even a With tatami mats decorated in Japanese style, the whole office is full of Japanese-Western atmosphere, blending together unobtrusively.

Nanako climbed onto the sofa with Fukuroe. In such a completely unfamiliar environment, the black-haired little boy didn't feel any fear or anxiety at all. He just quietly followed Nanako and sat down on the sofa. The spacious sofa can completely seat four children, and it seems that they are very used to such a situation.

"Can any of you know how to read?" Fu Heihui, who had never spoken a word, asked suddenly. He was sitting on the far left side of the sofa, next to Nanako, and the two of them were about the same height.

On the other side of the sofa, Gogol crossed his calves, kicked the floor with the toe of his shoes, and asked briskly, "Why do you know how to read?"

A look of hesitation appeared on the immature face, Fu Heihui curled up his fingers, and finally reached into the pocket of his coat, and took out a small folded note: "...This, it seems to be The man who brought me here put it in my pocket, I am only in the first grade, and I don’t know many characters, so I can’t understand what’s written on it.”

"Nanako knows a lot of characters!" Miwa poked Nanako's arm and said to him.

【……Really? 】

Fugurohui glanced at Nanako suspiciously, feeling that Nanako seemed to be about the same age as him, in contrast, Miwa and Gogol looked like senior students.

Seeing Fugurohui's suspicion, Miwa enthusiastically explained: "Nanako knows a lot of Chinese characters, and we are in the same grade. She's just too short...cough." Miwa, who realized what she said wrong, coughed To cover up the truth that he accidentally went out bald.

Carefully peeking at his little friend, and seeing no angry expression on Nanako's face, Miwa secretly breathed a sigh of relief—although wanting to see the expression from Nanako's small face seems to be a thing in itself Totally impossible.

Fu Heihui hesitated for a moment, but still handed the small note to Nanako.

After unfolding, it was about the size of an adult's palm. There were obvious tear marks on the edge. It looked like a page torn from some book at random, with a cross-shaped fold in half.Opening the note, Nanako tried hard to decipher the scribbled handwriting on it, and the perfunctory strokes were written casually as if in a hurry.

Nanako read out the few lines written on it with a dry tone and flat tone:

【This kid is my son】

[He is almost reaching his age]

【Before I had no money on hand, I sold him to the Chanyuan family】

[The Chanyuan family is about to come to accept people soon]

【A child for a child】

【Just find him a place to go】

[If it doesn't work, let the Zenyuan Zhipi people take him away. Although it's bad there, it can barely be regarded as a not-so-bad trash can for people from ■■■■】

【(A line of words that have been crossed out)】

Nanako didn't know how to pronounce the word "Chanyuan", so she could only tell that it was probably a surname, and "Zenyuan Zhibiren" should be someone's name.There are also some words that have been crossed out, Nanako can't make out at all.

Nanako wondered if she didn't know Japanese well enough. After all, this piece of paper looks like Fukuroe's father sold him to some kind of "Zenyuan". human trafficking.

"This, this..."

"Isn't it a crime?"

Sanlun pointed to the content on the note and asked in a stuttering manner.

After listening to Nanako finish reading this passage, Fukuroi sat there silently, did not speak, just lowered his head, staring at the seemingly casually written lines on the paper-even though most of them were pseudonyms He didn't know any Chinese characters, and his young face had a cold expression that didn't match his age.

Nanako blinked slowly twice, tilted her head, and looked at Fukuroi with her dark eyes without any waves: "...Do you want to be sold and go to this place?"

Fu Heihui shook his head, slightly.

"Why?" Gogol said with a smile, as if he was not frightened by the contents of the paper at all, "Your father treated you so badly, what kind of family is willing to pay for you, maybe you can go there instead. Have a good time~”

"If I leave too, Tsumiji will be left alone." Fu Heihui replied softly, like catkins falling on the water.

"It's so pitiful." Gogol said so, but there was a smile on his face, his golden eyes were bent into crescent moons, and there was no trace of warmth in his pupils, which were different from ordinary people, "Your father, your sister , and the 'Zenyuan family', like birdcages stacked up layer by layer, locked you up together."

Just now he said "that family", but suddenly he could say the word "Chan Yuan" again.

There was no reaction on Fu Heihui's face, and he said calmly: "I don't know what kind of father, I have no impression of him at all, that man has never appeared before, and has always been various aunts Or my sister is taking care of me, but Tsumiji's mother hasn't come back for a few days, probably she has completely thrown away the two burdens of me and Tsumiji. I don't know what that Chanyuan family is. Jinmei Ji is an idiot, if she is left alone, she will definitely not be able to survive."

Sanlun was a little scared: "What should I do now, that Zenyuan family seems to have come to arrest you... Your father is really an irresponsible man."

Nanako took out her pocket, then took out her children's mobile phone, and slowly handed it to Fu Heihui.

"?"

Fu Heihui showed a confused expression.

"Call the police, just arrest your father and the family from the Buddhist monastery."

Nanako said to him with a blank face.

His father got into the game, and the money was all his, so he could live a better life.

Fu Heihui: "..."

He hesitated for a second,

Then he took the mobile phone that Nanako handed over.

*******

Reception room.

"...Since that's the case, it's better to bid."

Leaning back on the sofa, Luanbu said to the old man sitting on the opposite sofa with a smile on his face, with a relaxed tone and a calm expression.

"Isn't something like a sales contract really effective until the moment of 'delivery'? Before that, all changes may happen."

With the coffee table in the middle of the sofa as the dividing line, two areas are clearly defined in the small reception room.Naobi of the Zen Academy sat alone in the middle of the double sofa, holding a wine gourd in his hand, Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi each sat on a single sofa, and standing behind them were Oda Sakunosuke and Kunikida who were holding Sakura.

【Why did I become standing here? 】

Oda Sakunosuke was very confused, but the current atmosphere didn't seem suitable for raising doubts, so he continued to hold Sakura and stood behind Ranpo.Fortunately, maybe it was because of the accident last night that she was crying all the time, Saku Le slept soundly at the moment and was not woken up.

"Huh?" the person directly adjoining the Chanyuan raised his eyebrows, "Bid? Is your detective agency also interested in the blood of my Zenyuan family?"

"How is that possible? Although there are a lot of 'real estate', it is impossible for the detective agency to provide such a large amount of working capital." With a negative answer, he took out his phone from his pocket, and the screen that lit up was the interface of an ongoing call.

"—Want to bid with you,"

"Someone else."

A name that everyone in the magic world knows and everyone knows is impressively displayed in the middle of the small screen of the phone.

【Five Satoru】

【15:27】

The call time is still jumping.

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the person directly next to the Zen courtyard: "...What!?"

"Hey! Grandpa of the Chanyuan family, it's been a long time!"

His familiar voice came from outside the reception room.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Gojo Satoru, who entered through the window, walked to the door of the reception room, with one hand in his pocket, and looked down at the Zenyuan Zhibiren sitting on the sofa, with a hippie smile on his face and no serious expression on his face.

Obviously, I just saw that special curse spirit last night when I went to deal with the world theater.

The Zhipi people of the Zen Yuan picked up the wine gourd and drank a big gulp of wine, knowing that this matter might not be solved so easily.

"It's just a coincidence that I suddenly have a little~~~ slight understanding of the Buddhist scriptures passed down by the Chanyuan family,"

The small black sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of blue eyes. Gojo Satoru raised a black card between his fingers and waved it in mid-air.

"—a little bit of interest."

*******

Half an hour later, Zenyuan Zhipiren left the detective agency.

A ten-handed dagger passed through Ranpo's hand and was handed over to Gojo Satoru.

The deal is done.

Lying on the sofa with long hands and long legs, Gojo Satoru threw the special magic tool Tennihoko in his hand: "Your detective agency is really generous."

"Weapons like spells are of no use to supernatural beings." Ranbu replied in a casual tone.

What's more, this super magic tool didn't belong to the detective agency, so he didn't care at all.

"Since the transaction is completed, I'll take a step ahead. Teacher Ye Moth and the others are still waiting for me. I'll pick you up later, kid." Putting away the Tennihoko, Gojo Satoru got up and was about to leave when suddenly there was another knock on the door. , Someone outside the detective agency came again.

Standing behind the president, Kunikida wanted to open the door subconsciously, but before he could make a move, Ranbu who was sitting on the sofa yelled outside:

"Come in—!"

There was the sound of the door opening, followed by the sound of heels tapping on the tiled floor, and soon, the figure of Police Department Aoki appeared at the door of the reception room.

Almost as soon as she saw someone, she asked subconsciously: "Mr. Luanpo, the police station received a report that a suspect who wanted to kidnap and trafficked children came to the detective agency. What's going on—"

Half of her words got stuck in her throat immediately after she looked up to see the situation in the reception room clearly.

A red-haired "middle-aged man" holding a young child.

He looked like a white-haired man in black clothes with a foolish appearance.

And President Fukuzawa, Ranpo, and Kunikida she is familiar with.

【Child Abduction...】

The Aoki police department looked back and forth at the only two men in the room who were not members of the club.

She didn't immediately understand the situation in front of her, and stood at the door of the reception room, silent and not daring to act rashly.The man holding the young girl, if she remembered correctly, seemed to be Sakunosuke Oda, who had impressed her a few months ago with his bravery.

She still remembers Oda Sakunosuke as a man who "has a tendency to be world-weary", "may be a mafia if he can use a gun", "but he should be a good person in essence", and "works in Mori's club".

And now, Sakunosuke Oda is holding a little girl in his arms. Although his movements are a little stiff, it can be seen that he still loves this little girl very much.

【so……】

The Aoki Police Department's gaze finally stopped on Gojo Satoru who was standing not far in front of her.

In an instant, she made up the distressed script of "a single father feels hopeless in life because his daughter was abducted by the mafia, practiced his marksmanship hard to save his daughter from the mafia, and finally got his daughter back from the buyer today".

The five-second silence was finally broken by Ranbu.

"It's almost like this!" Ranbu said carelessly, crossing his legs, pointing at Gojo Satoru casually, "That child was sold to the man standing in front of you now."

Aoki Police Department: ...

According to the current Japanese law, buying abducted and trafficked children is punishable by imprisonment for less than seven years.

She looked at Gojo Satoru, who looked leisurely in front of her, as if she didn't know what she had committed, and took out the handcuffs hanging around her waist without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

Aoki Police Department, active in the front line of caring for children (?)

Zhibiren of the Zen Academy: Fortunately, I walked fast

Fu Heisher: Fortunately, I can run faster than you

Gojo Satoru:?

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"Middle-aged man" means Odasaku has an unshaven beard and looks like an uncle. The Aoki Police Department knows how old he is, and asked him when he was taking notes