After becoming a chaotic daughter

Six p.m.

Nanako was sitting at the dining table, pulling the rice into her mouth, slowly looking around the table with her dark round eyes, feeling something was wrong.

Today is Monday, dinner was eaten in the detective agency, everyone sat around the rectangular dining table, eating their own dinner.

Sitting at the front of the dining table is the president, who is as straight as a blade, eating Japanese meals in an orderly manner; on the right side of the president, Yosano, who is slowly picking cold buckwheat noodles, and Yosano, who is meticulously picking Kunikida holding the saury bone; at the end of the long table, Hanabou was tapping on the rice ball while tapping on the keyboard of the laptop; on the left side of the president, Nanako and Ran were eating pork cutlet rice step.

Nanako chewed the rice grains in her mouth, and then swallowed them, before turning her head to ask Ranpo who was sitting next to her: "Daddy."

"What?" He was concentrating on picking out the onions in the vegetable salad, and answered her casually.

"Where did Guoguo go?" Nanako asked.

She didn't see Gogol when she came back from school, but Gogol often slipped out to play, so Nanako didn't care, and went to do homework by herself, but now it's already dinner, and Gogol hasn't come back yet , and there was no Gogol's dinner on the dinner table, Nanako felt a little strange.

Ranbu answered her casually: "Gogol is going to live at Oda's house for a few days, and he is not at the detective agency these days."

【Oda House】

Nanako thought for a while, and she should be referring to the red-haired uncle Oda's house. She remembered that Oda came to the agency on the weekend and entrusted the detective agency to protect the child. At that time, Ranpo seemed to have said what to ask Gogol to do. matter.

She probably remembered that Ranpo said words such as "criminal" and "run away" at that time, which sounded dangerous.

"Are you going to work?" She held her chopsticks, looked up at Luanbu, and asked dryly.

Luanbu picked up a piece of pork chop and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied vaguely while eating, "Well... well, it's about the same."

Nanako didn't understand why Gogol should go to the detective agency. Gogol is not a member of the agency, and the job seems very dangerous. She scratched her hair, feeling a little confused: "But Guoguoli is a child. . . . can children work too?"

"Dad was already working everywhere when he was about the same age, and 12 years old in Yokohama is already the age where he can start to support himself." Ranbu said nonchalantly, "Isn't that classmate of yours already doing part-time jobs, so completely fine."

What Ranpo said seems to make sense, especially in the example of Miwa, who started delivering milk to earn pocket money in the first grade. Nanako doesn’t know if the Japanese law stipulates that children can work, and child labor is also acceptable. Legal or something.

But after thinking about it, she still felt wrong.

Uncle Oda hired a detective agency to protect children, but Gogol is a child, how can children protect children?Shouldn't the powerful Kunikida or the president be the bodyguards?Sister Akiko seems to be able to do it too. Nanako remembers that Sister Akiko seems to have done some work for the Suzuki consortium before, and her skills should not be bad.

Anyway, better than her good-for-nothing father.

"Father." Nanako bit her chopsticks and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out, "How can a child protect a child?"

"Gogol is different from those kids." Luanbu took a sip of the soup and answered her lazily. Nanako asked a question before he answered.

"What's different?" Nanako looked at Ranpo with her dark round eyes without blinking.

The chopsticks that were about to reach for the pork chop stopped in mid-air, Luanbu thought for a while while maintaining the posture of holding the chopsticks, and then replied in a natural tone of course: "Gogol can use a gun."

Nanako: "...?"

What bullshit is her stupid dad talking about?

Where did you get the gun?She has been wandering in the detective agency for four years, and she has never seen a water gun. The most dangerous things she has seen are the president's knife and the scalpel in the infirmary. How can Gogol just fast forward to know how to use it? gun?The kind of toy gun that shoots balloons at summer festivals?

There are many small question marks on Nanako's little head, and she doesn't understand what Ranbu is talking nonsense at all.

Before she could continue asking, Luanbu preemptively occupied the commanding heights of the topic, waving his chopsticks and urging Nanako: "Hurry up and eat! Anyway, Gogol will be back in two days, you can go back to the detective agency after school these days." If you need anything, call Dad to pick you up."

"……Oh."

Nanako obediently continued to eat with her head down.

After dinner, Luanbu went downstairs to walk the cat to get rid of food. Nanako didn't go with him. Seeing Luanbu go out, she sneaked to the infirmary.

She stood at the door of the infirmary and looked inside for a while, and Xie Ye didn't look very busy, she was sitting on the office chair in the infirmary, holding a strange picture like a wound illustration in her hand, facing the light Look closely at the wound above.

The photo was a bit bloody, but Nanako didn't feel anything, she got into the infirmary, ran to Yosano and called her: "Sister Akiko."

"Huh?" Flipping the photo in his hand on the table, Xie Ye turned to look at her with a gentle smile on his face, "What's wrong?"

After struggling for a while between the two questions of "Where did Gogol go?" and "Does Gogol really know how to use a gun?" Nanako still chose the former, and asked Yosano: "Guogoli, Where did you go?"

Yoshino chuckled, as if she couldn't help laughing, she explained to Nanako: "It's just that Mr. Oda is busy with work, so I asked Gogol to help him take care of the children for a few days. ri is back."

Nanako let out an "Oh", compared to her father who was always talking about running the train, she still believed in Yu Xie Ye, who was reliable, and Yu Xie Ye's answer was obviously much more normal.

She thought about it, and then asked again: "Does Guoguoli know how to use a gun?"

"Is this..." Yosano had a pensive look on her face. She leaned back in the chair and thought for a while, but instead of directly answering Nanako's question, she asked, "Does Nanako want to learn how to shoot?"

Nanako shook her head: "The gun, bang it once, the hand will not be able to hold it, it hurts."

She doesn't know how to say "recoil" and "dislocation" in Japanese, neither of which are words that she comes into contact with in daily life.

"... That's right." Yu Xie Ye patted her head, "The recoil of the gun is still too much for you, let's talk about it when we are in middle school."

【Gun no reaction】

(gun recoil)

Nanako memorized the meaning of this word, and then understood what she said to Yosano. After a while, she suddenly realized that she seemed to know something extraordinary.

[...So there are really guns in the club, right? !Japan's gun control is too lax! 】

She began to doubt whether what Ranpo said "Gogol can use a gun" was true.

As a good and law-abiding citizen, Nanako ran away quickly.

*******

After being promoted to the fourth grade, Ranpo almost never came to school to pick up Nanako. Only Gogol would abduct Nanako to go back to the detective agency with Nanako occasionally after sneaking out to play. Most of the time, Nanako went by herself Back to the detective agency.

But in fact, in Japan, it is normal for elementary school students to have no one to pick them up. In the fourth grade, Nanako has never seen other children who have parents to pick them up, except for the children whose family has a rich driver to pick them up.

Gogol was still at Oda's house, so Nanako walked back to the detective agency by herself today.

Carrying her schoolbag, she walked slowly from Shengye Elementary School to the direction of the Detective Agency, dragging her feet, walking alone, and when she was passing by a dry ditch, just as she was about to cross the bridge, she saw something like a ghost under the ditch. squatting alone.

I don’t know when the ditch dried up. Nanako passed by this place when she was in first grade, and the ditch more than one meter deep was already dry. There were only a few dead branches and leaves scattered on the bottom of the ditch, and sanitation workers came to clean it up from time to time. .

She stood by the bridge, didn't go up the bridge, just looked down at the person squatting in the ditch, although she could only see the back and the back of the figure squatting at the bottom of the ditch, but Nanako still felt that this figure looked familiar .

The clothes are army green, like a uniform, and there is a knife pinned to the waist, and the scabbard is white, which looks a bit like a western knife.The fine short white hair is flowing, with a little crimson at the end, like a white goldfish with a red tail.

Nanako stared at the goldfish's "red tail" for a while, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen it.

The red "tail" swayed suddenly, and the person squatting in the ditch suddenly raised his face, it was a handsome man's face, about twenty years old, very young, with a smile on his face, eyes closed .

"What are you looking at? Little sister." The man asked Nanako, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and his tone was as gentle as a stream flowing.

Nanako scratched her head and replied with a dry tone like dried orange peel: "...Let me see, what are you looking at."

After all, a person squatting at the bottom of a ditch still looks amazing.

The man stood up, "looked" at her and replied, "I'm not looking at anything."

Nanako looked at his closed eyes intently, nodded her head: "Yeah."

[Because you are blind. 】

She thought to herself that of course blind people are not seeing anything.

The man picked up the communicator at his waist, and there was a noisy radio wave sound in the communicator, and the channel was quickly connected, and a human voice came.

"The criminals have fled to the T-152 area along the Bingwu No. 13 pipeline, and they are going to intercept it on the ground." The man and the person on the other side of the communicator said.

The person on the other end of the communicator answered "Understood" concisely and cut off the communication. The man also put down the communicator in his hand and "looked" in Nanako's direction again.

"Are you on the way from school?" The man's tone sounded very gentle, but with a feeling of lightness, he said to Nanako: "Hurry up and go home, little sister. Although protecting young girls seems to be considered It's a soldier's duty, but I don't have that spare time right now."

He tilted his head slightly, and the ball-shaped tassel earrings on his ears shook accordingly, and his smile looked very kind.

Nanako "looked" at him for a few seconds with a pair of dark, unwavering eyes, but she still couldn't remember where she had seen this man before, so she slowly looked away, wanting to walk across the bridge and return to the Detective agency to go.

She raised her legs and was about to walk onto the bridge, but a shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes.

With such light movements, the man jumped up from the ditch, holding the sword hilt at his waist, and landed in front of Nanako, blocking Nanako's way.

The man drew the saber from his waist.

"Run back, don't cross the bridge." The man's voice could not hear any fluctuations, his back was lying between Nanako and the bridge, the sharp and cold tip of the knife in his hand pointed at the road on the other side of the bridge, the smile on his face Don't change, "Take a detour, little sister. This is no longer the way to get you home safely."

Nanako: "...?"

Nanako couldn't understand what the man was doing.

[...Maybe it's because my brain is not working well? 】

She guessed suspiciously in her heart that after all, a normal person wouldn't just squat in the ditch in a daze.

[But he jumped up just now like a kangaroo. 】

If you meet strange people, don't talk to them, and call 110 if necessary.

Keeping these two points in mind, Nanako raised her head, glanced at the man again, then carried her schoolbag on her back, ignored the man, stepped on her short legs, slowly walked around the man, and then shook her head. Walked across the bridge unsteadily, and continued to walk along the road.

A black car drove towards him, like a small transport vehicle, the kind that ordinary people would rent when they moved.

The car seemed to be crossing the bridge, so Nanako walked a little to the side.The black transport truck drove past her.Nanako continued walking in the direction of the detective agency.

The black transport vehicle stopped before driving to the bridge.

"What happened to the man standing on the other side of the bridge with a knife?" Inside the car, the mimic member who was driving asked his companion.

"It seems to be the military and police." Another mimic member on the co-pilot said solemnly, "Have you already grasped our whereabouts so quickly?"

"Shoot?" asked another.

"Shoot." The man on the co-pilot said in a deep voice, "Go back to the base as soon as possible."

The next moment, several black and shiny gun barrels protruded from the car window, pointing at Tiao Yecaiju standing on the other side of the bridge.

Tiao Ye Caiju:?

—Wait a minute, why didn't they attack the little girl who was passing by and came running straight at me?

Finding that the development of the matter seems to be different from what he expected, Tiaoye Caiju raises the knife in his hand in confusion.

The author has something to say:

Jono's thoughts: This is a gang of dangerous criminals who attack civilians

The train of thought of the mimic members: A child is passing by here, the driver pays attention to avoiding...a military police appeared here, everyone should pay attention to kill it