Port Mafia executives have something to say

"Did you mean Dazai?"

I unscrewed the bottle cap in my hand, and handed the lemon wave soda to the long-awaited Mr. Detective.

Akutagawa's words are like a stone thrown into a calm water. Even if there are some ripples caused by it, but for the entire lake that has never changed from ancient times, it doesn't matter whether it is a ripple or a stone. , are really worth mentioning.

"It's just that he thinks so unilaterally. I never...don't remember having such a friend."

"Cheat—people—"

Ranpo Edogawa, with black hair curled up like a wild cat on the back of his head, turned his face and refused to recognize anyone as soon as he took the soda, vengefully forgetting who was laboriously twisting the bottle cap for him just now, dragging his voice He retorted at length, "In front of a famous detective, playing such a clumsy and childish trick is a big taboo."

"If you, as you say, don't give a damn about the head of the port mafia,"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the dark red scarf that was loosely wrapped around my neck, and had to pull it twice unreasonably, "Throw away this 'criminal evidence' now. Nigh, the trash can is over there .”

"..."

I pulled back the scarf that Edogawa Ranpo was holding in my hand, gave him a hard look, and hugged my knees and shrank to the office chair next to me to shut myself up.

For human beings, their eyes only see a small pebble thrown into a deep and vast lake that even 1 of them can't compare with, and they arrogantly and self-righteously determine the importance of the pebble. As far as the lake is concerned, it is only an insignificant existence.

But in fact, only the piece of lake itself that has really accepted the stone can know whether I don't care about adding a little more accumulated perfunctory at the bottom of the lake, or whether I am pleasantly surprised and humbled to cherish this seemingly ordinary stone, but it is this world. The unique "pebbles" in the world.

This is obviously the lake's own secret, but there are some nasty smart people who will see through all of this... and even say it out.

"The next question—"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who didn't wink at all, was still staring at me and questioning me, but was stopped by Edogawa Ranpo who was drinking soda with his legs crossed.

The famous detective, who didn't think it was a big deal, took the time to change his posture, and persuaded him with a lazy tone like a cat basking in the sun in the afternoon, "If you want me to tell you, just leave him alone, Akutagawa."

"Unlike great detectives like me, idiots can't always understand themselves. Whether it's something they really want or something else, it's their norm to chase until the end and fail to catch it-you're right ,Beijing?"

He actually wanted to cue me after expressing his miraculous insights?

It is simply unbearable!

Ranpo Edogawa, I officially announce that your surfing event tomorrow is cancelled!The day after tomorrow too!

Annoyed, I lifted the fluffy rabbit that was originally trapped in my arms, and when I was about to throw it out, I thought about it carefully. My little rabbit is already so cute, so throwing it over would be like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

The mainstay of the Armed Detective Agency, who looks about 16 years old on the outside, is estimated to be only six years old in terms of emotional intelligence, but is actually 26 years old, although he keeps repeating "Ha, I don't like this childish brat Toys", but I have seen him hide and carry others on his back several times, squatting in the corner secretly poking with my rabbit sauce.

After being discovered by me, he threw the doll to me with an inexplicable pride, and said, "Be grateful to the famous detective", which baffled me.

What am I grateful for?

Is it my honor that you secretly play with my little rabbit?

I can't let it go, so I temporarily replaced the attack weapon with a pillow on the sofa in the reception room, and Edogawa Ranpo has already raised the cushion placed on his own office chair not to be outdone.

And now in the office, except for Akiko Yosano who was sitting in his seat, watching the show with his chin in his hands, and Akutagawa who came up to pick up a folder and looked like he was about to leave, there was no one else (such as Kunikida Doppo, Kuni Kida Doppo and Kunikida Doppo) in.

Losing the person who can control this situation, seeing that the war between us is about to break out——

"Tuk-tuk-"

The door of the detective agency was knocked twice suddenly.

As if pressing some kind of curtain switch when switching scenes, Edogawa puffed his face in disorder, threw away the cushion in his hand with a "tss", turned his head and began to rummage in his drawer.

Among the few people, I was the closest to the door, so I put down the pillow in my hand and opened the door, "Please wait a moment... ah."

"What's wrong, Jing?"

Yosano Akiko turned her head, the lifelike dancing butterfly hairpin on her head was being illuminated by the sunlight outside the window, and a bright golden afterglow was quickly reflected in front of my eyes, "Just bring the client in... It's you."

When she said the last three words, her tone suddenly turned cold.

Then Yosano Akiko quickly pulled out a sharp and cold long-handled hatchet from under the table, danced a fancy circle in his hand to warm up, and carried it neatly on his shoulders.

The female doctor of the Armed Detective Agency raised her eyebrows with arrogance, her tone sounded quite charming, but the meaning in her words was very straight to the point and asked straightforwardly: "What does the famous white death of the port mafia do to us?" What are you doing?"

"If you come to entrust without an appointment, we will refuse to accept it."

It wasn't just the female doctor who put on a war-warning gesture, Akutagawa's reaction was even more intense than hers,

"Tiger...!? Is it coming to attack...!"

He let out a suppressed and fierce growl from his throat, and the long coat with broken corners behind him immediately turned into several sharp blades from the bottom, facing straight at the door, wearing a dark high-collared long coat with a pale face. The somewhat indifferent white-haired boy chopped off his head...!

And the white-haired young man called "Tiger" slashed at Akutagawa's [Rashomon] blade without the slightest intention of fighting back. Approaching extremely fast, the dreadful cloth blade known as "can cut everything".

However, the pitch-black cloth blade finally stopped before cutting his artery.

"...Why didn't you fight back?"

The owner of [Rashomon] clenched his hands into fists, the folder he valued so much just now.Now that he fell to the ground, he ignored it and asked through gritted teeth.

"The leader didn't give me an order to 'attack the Armed Detective Agency', so I have no reason to attack you."

The boy didn't change his face, and then he cast his eyes on me who was just here to help open the door, who was completely innocent,

"Good day, Mr. Jing, the leader asked me to inform you that he has prepared what you want."

"Please go and meet him now."

The author has something to say:

Calm down, little cuties, it's not over so soon, it's just a vaccination in advance, we still have the next volume.

There is another update today, don’t say I am short QAQ this is not for punctuality QAQ

I kind of want to write the second part of Jingjiang, which is the plot of Wen Ye's original novel, but the original plot regulations are not allowed to write [accurately, it should not be V? 】So at that time, I may meet you in the form of a new article.Because it is purely for love, it may be updated three times a week (?), tomorrow I will pack up and release the pre-collection, see the column (?)

感谢在2020-06-2021:57:37~2020-06-2121:06:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Knock 10 bottles of millennium;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!