Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

... After chatting, instead of clearing up the confusion, the confusion multiplied.

No.In addition to confusion, strange filters have also been added!

Two common-sense people, who took the initiative to take responsibility to take care of a group of little ghosts, were high school girls. After hearing Dazai's self-report a moment ago, "I don't go to school, I don't have a family, and I don't have a fixed place to live." unfolded.

There is no doubt that this is a strange place made up of brains, right? !

Even the three real children were subtly aware of the difference:

"Then, Dazai-san... what do you usually do?"

For some reason, Yoshida Ayumi seemed a little cautious even when speaking.

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the bench opposite, didn't seem to care about other people's attitudes, with a slight smile on his face, he replied, "It's nothing special."

Dazai was thinking, while Conan Edogawa, who was sitting on his left, became worried again!

I hope that Dazai can reveal some information about the men in black organization, but I don't want the child to put himself and others around him in danger...

Such complicated and unspeakable thoughts made Conan's face tangled.

"..." Dazai turned his face to look at Conan, and smiled as if he had read through his mind: "Let's read." He turned to the three children again, "They bought many works of great writers for me to read. On top of that teleworked once on...well, files. And then, it's the second time out."

Conan and Huiyuan Ai understood without any hindrance that "this is the second time to go out to do a mission", and they didn't know whether they should breathe a sigh of relief and think that the child has not seen too much blood, or should feel sorry for a child who did not A normal life with a little fun and leisure is better. ——In short, it’s all the fault of the men in black organization! !Hateful trans-international violent criminal group! ! !

As for the few people on the opposite side who didn't know the inside story, they didn't know what they had imagined, but they were almost tearful anyway.

After the children muttered for a while, they announced loudly: "Then, from today onwards, Dazai-san will be the manager consultant of the Detective Boys!!"

Conan: "?!"

Haibara Ai:"……"

Children's thinking is elusive, and even Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly: "'The manager consultant of the Boys Detective Team'...?"

This sentence was repeated again, and he didn't know whether the focus of his doubts was the "boy detective team" or the "manager consultant" with an incomprehensible title.

However, it was obvious that the children on the opposite side would have misunderstood it, showing bright smiling faces one by one.

"That's right! It's the 'manager consultant', it's very powerful!" Kojima Moto said excitedly.

"Because Dazai-san is not in the same school as us... We can't usually go to school together to solve crimes!" Yoshida Ayumi continued to explain.

"So, even if it's only today, I hope Dazai-san will play with us and join the Boys' Detective Team!" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko finally concluded, but he couldn't help scratching his cheeks as he spoke, and muttered, "Hey Heh heh... so, it seems that it should be called 'Honorary Manager'? Uh, 'Honorary Consultant'?"

Titles are not important.No matter how seemingly great a title is, how can it be worth "the next successor of the men in black organization"?

The only thing that hides under it is the unadulterated concern, which is so ironic and gleaming.

It is not the first time that Dazai has received care from others, but adults often have difficulties, and even their own sincerity has to be covered up layer by layer, hiding behind words.

On the contrary, the children don't care about this. They are extremely brave and dare to show their greatest kindness to a strange peer.

As if being stabbed by such a pure smile, Dazai flinched slightly.

Haibara Ai never took her gaze away from Dazai, but seeing Dazai's reaction at this time, she relaxed and smiled lightly.

"Just promise them," Hui Yuanai said teasingly, "otherwise these children won't let it go."

After saying this, the girl seemed to be a little more frank.

Her previous defense of Dazai seemed to be based on the obsession that she could not bear to be protected by someone who protected her from Gin, but in the end she encountered misfortune. At this time, she didn't mean to put up the spikes all over her body, and she was joking up.

Conan looked at Haibara Ai with a little surprise, but felt relieved.

He turned his head and smiled at Dazai: "You just agree," Conan said with a look of disgust, "They are pestering people. In short, the result is the same, and there is nothing to struggle with."

Even Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked over with gentle and expectant smiles.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and shook his head helplessly.

He no longer reiterates his own dangers, or the dangers he may present to others.

——It is impossible to happen, and there is no way to scare people away, so why bother talking?

Therefore, Dazai nodded briefly:

"Limited time," Dazai said with a smile, "Please give me your advice, members."

The children's cheers almost burst through the carriage, and the sudden smile on their faces could even light up the night.

【Barrage:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu, the leader who can't do anything with straight balls, is so cute——"

"Even if only instinct is left, you are still very gentle with children!"

"I didn't even have the slightest sense of disobedience when I sneaked into the protagonist group, wow!"

"Congratulations to the leader, You Zai, a new title has been added! This is simply a gold medal for avoiding death in the world of Ke Xue, isn't it—!"

"Very good, very good, the way to dominate the red side, black side and white side has increased! Zai Zai, you just widen the way!!"】

So, now that Osamu Dazai has joined the Detective Boys, what will he do next?

...First rule out world domination.

The conclusion is: clear the game first.

And since Dazai participated in this "Sherlock Holmes case-solving game" as a "manager consultant", it has been an eye-opener.

Like the other two pseudo-children with mature thinking, he does not directly explain the answer to the mystery, and often guides the three children to use their own brains to think, and does not give guidance until the end.

It's just... the angle of this guidance...

Conan is about to shed a cold sweat!

At this time, they were surrounded by a "Mr. Corpse". Fortunately, this "corpse" was lying on his back on the carpet when he was "killed". Waiting for a "detective" to solve the case is really boring. When Ayumi first saw him, he was trying to pout his lips and blow the hair on his forehead.

What follows is a typical crime scene.Since it is a game and not a real bloody death scene, even Conan intends to exercise the logical thinking ability of several children, deliberately showing a contemplative look, and let the members of the Boys Detective Team run around spontaneously looking for clues.

And the Detective Boys are indeed children who have seen big storms, trying to move their heads to think, it seems that it is quite the same thing.

Ayumi Yoshida took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and carefully picked up the murder weapon that fell on the ground—a hardcover hardcover book that was marked by artificial intelligence and glowed red, and tentatively reasoned, "So, the murderer is Use the book from behind like this..."

Before finishing this sentence, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko interjected: "Isn't it from behind?" He walked around the room with a magnifying glass, observing and listening to his classmates' reasoning, "If it's from behind, why is the corpse Did you lie on your back, sir?"

At the same time Kojima Motota pulled a hair from the carpet with tweezers: "Look what I found!!"

Conan stood beside him, watching his three primary school classmates try to solve the case, the smiles on their faces were half gratified and half watching the show.

They were right, but not all right.

He was ready and waiting for the frustrated kids to come and ask for help.

Sure enough, the Boys Detective Team failed to solve the case, and the pipe in Suzuki Sonoko's hand remained silent.

The frustrated children puffed up their faces and turned to—

——Turning to Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai-san, please help us~"

"That's right! Dazai-san is so amazing!"

"What do you think, Dazai-san?"

Conan, who was neglected: "......"

Hui Yuanai beside him laughed mercilessly: "Heh. Do you still want to be serious with children, big detective?"

Conan turned to look at her with dead fish eyes: ==.

It's not about questioning your own popularity!snort!

And Dazai didn't refuse, just looked at several people with a smile.

"According to the degree of trauma to the corpse's chest, imagine," Dazai said, "if you want to kill this person..."

Conan:? !

Wait, wait, wait? ? !

Why is it from the perpetrator's point of view when you open your mouth!Don't just put yourself in the role of a murderer!

Dazai hasn't finished yet.And obviously his guidance was in place, and the children unknowingly followed Dazai's train of thought, ruling out several unreliable guesses such as "killing people behind the scenes" and "killing people with mechanisms", and the rest is about the murder weapon. tangled.

Dazai seemed a little satisfied, showing a faint smile:

"That's right, it's impossible for books to cause such penetrating injuries," he pointed out. "To achieve such an effect, the murder weapon should at least have a blade length of 9.2cm, a blade thickness of 3.1mm, and a hardness of 57HRC..."

Conan:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

etc? !Why are you so proficient——!

hateful!What the hell did the Men in Black organization teach this kid? !

In short, everything is the fault of the men in black organization——! !Don't just stuff everything into a child's head, okay! !

Grit your teeth!

The hatred value has increased!

But now is not a good time to dwell on this point, the key is the next...

Conan quickly interjected and said, "Anyway, it can be deduced that this book is not the murderer's weapon, but this Mr. Corpse's."

This is not a one-person crime.Apparently, at least one of the two gamers obtained a "one-time killing weapon" as a "civilian", but for some reason, was "killed" by the other backhand during the dispute.

The key is……

Judging from the hair falling on the carpet, the slightly sunken footprints, and the messy scene, it is obvious that the murderer has not left!

Even if it's just a game, Conan couldn't help raising his vigilance!

He didn't want to scare the children, he just spoke out his reasoning, and at the same time gathered several people together without any trace, reducing the possibility of being alone.

At the same time, he looked around vigilantly, looking for clues about the murderer's hiding.

Osamu Dazai is doing the same.

But he looks bolder and more absent-minded when he observes the environment.

It seems that he doesn't pay attention to this kind of game-like life and death.

And one step faster than Edogawa Conan, Dazai first discovered the other party's hiding trace.

The boy with black hair and kite eyes smiled, and walked forward in two or three steps, regardless of Conan's urgent voice behind him.

It was a Victorian-style solid wood wardrobe in the corner of the room. It was a little far from the carpet where "Mr. Corpse" was, and it smoothed out the footprints in front of it. Perhaps this crappy "Killer" player thought it was enough to fool him.

It's a pity that this concealment is probably like a bright moon in the night in Dazai Osamu's eyes, not to mention how eye-catching it is.

The little child walked with almost no footsteps.

Quietly, without warning—

He yanked open the closet door.

Before the "killer" player curled up in the closet could stab out the 'dagger' tightly held in his hand, Dazai took a step ahead of him and stamped a toy-like seal on his forehead.

"Okay. Out."

Dazai didn't even look at "Corpse No. [-]" who was falling backwards with cold sweat on his back, turned around, and said briskly like singing.

He was meeting the stunned expressions of the crowd.

For the second time in a short period of time, the adults and children in the room doubted their eyes.

"You, you are the 'killer'...?!" Conan was dumbfounded.

"..." Hui Yuanai opened his mouth, and finally closed it again.

"???" Sonoko Suzuki, the only 'detective', was confused and dragged Mao Lilan: "Then, can I solve the case??"

The 'murder incident' happened face to face, and Mao Lilan didn't know whether to solve the case-isn't this the evidence delivered to the door?Doesn't the kid want to play games anymore?

But the real three children became excited, thinking Dazai-san was so handsome and cool in the game!

"It's so handsome!! Killed the killer with one blow!!!"

"You're the same age as us, but you're so good at playing games!"

"Can you show me the seal! Please! I'll exchange Kamen Rider's card with you—!"

Not to mention how excited it is!

Conan calmed down a little, Ban Yueyan complained: ...Hey, hey, this is the "killer" who killed the "killer", okay? ? ?If he hadn't witnessed this scene with his own eyes, even he himself would have thought that Dazai was just a "civilian"!

He also wanted to be more vigilant and classify the "little master" who did not hesitate to hit someone with a headshot in the game into the "dangerous" column.

But... Turning his head and looking at the boy who was surrounded by children, smiling lazily and handing the seal to others for casual play, Conan hesitated again.

It's a game.This is game.

This is not the real world...

Conan Edogawa repeated in his heart, not knowing who he was emphasizing.

at this time--

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

As if from a distance, there was a shrill scream.

at this time--

The surrounding environment shook violently.

It's like a wave of light, and it's like a light flicker on an electronic screen.

The artificial intelligence, which was originally a semi-finished product, terminated the program.

The view of last-century London recedes to reveal the interior of a carriage that has been emptied for games.

Game stopped.

Everyone returned to reality.