long-lived centenarian leader

Osamu Dazai sensed Edogawa Ranpo's hostility.Although he was the one who teased him first, he still planned to mess with the other party first before the other party did it.

The first is to find those stores that sell Ranpo's favorite snacks, add them to the shopping cart one by one, and then empty the shopping cart-buy them all.

Then let Ranpo's favorite dozen of snacks enter the sold out or limited purchase mode.

After doing this, he suddenly stopped his evil hands and withdrew the order again.

No, you still can't be so arrogant, it would be funny if the other party found out his identity.

Although Andersen's abilities are very powerful, they are chaotic steps after all.

Therefore, the kind of "even the low-level personnel of Mafia can do it" is needed.

He remembered the idea he had thought about last time - spreading rumors that Luanbu had an illegitimate child.

Conan just happens to be pretty fun too.

Get it, get it.

As we all know, Didan Primary School is a magical primary school that is on vacation for more than 360 days 300 days a year.

It's the end of July and it's summer time again.

When Mr. Mori Kogoro was buying wine, he got a tourist ticket for Yokohama.

There are three of them.

Of course, Yokohama is very close, so there is not much tourist value.

But this travel voucher includes seven-day board and lodging in a five-star hotel, seven-day experience on a luxury cruise ship at sea, and many other items.

They have no reason not to go.

"Yokohama... don't you think it's dangerous?" Conan felt that this incident was very ghostly, and it was probably aimed at him.

His summer vacation is only two weeks.

This travel plan is also two weeks.

Just three tickets.

The people behind it must have bad intentions.

He tried to persuade Mori Kogoro and Xiaolan: "When my sister Xiaolan and I went there on the 23rd, we encountered an accident."

Mao Lilan: "Didn't you explain later that falling from the sky into the sea was part of the performance? Speaking of which, we stayed in the performance hall afterwards, and it was indeed quite stable. Although the gentleman's plan was scary, it was actually quite impressive. surprise."

Obviously, she had a good impression of the circus tour on the 23rd, whether it was the performance or the people she met.

Conan pulled his lips: "But he's still dead, isn't he?"

Xiaolan: "Isn't that a prop doll? If it's really dead, how can there be no blood? Conan, you are still young, it's normal to be scared. But it's been a few days, don't take it to heart .”

Conan: "...Anyway, I won't go."

Mori Kogoro seemed to be waiting for his words: "Okay, then you should go to the doctor's house and stay. The remaining one ticket, in order to avoid waste, Xiao Lan, you don't need to tell me if you give it to your mother. went too."

This coupon is for single use, Fei Yingli will not know that he is there until she meets him.

Conan: "..."

The next day, the Maoli father and daughter boarded the special car to Yokohama, unexpectedly, when they went out, someone knocked on the door of their house.

Through the monitoring at the door, Conan saw a man who was familiar to him and had a stomachache, so he decided to pretend that there was no one at home.

As a result, the sound of the lock twisting outside the door made his scalp tingle.

Osamu Dazai, who didn't need a key to open the lock, walked in very confidently, even when he saw Conan aiming at him and firing anesthesia needles, he remained still.

There is no one who does not become a master of human body strokes in front of him... Fuck it stuck in his neck.

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized at this moment that Conan has something in him.

Fortunately, his drug resistance is very strong, and this little anesthesia is not painful to him.

He pulled out the thin needle on his neck, walked in front of Conan with not very smart steps, leaned over and smiled: "Are you going to Yokohama?"

Conan: "No."

Even though there is Mr. Ranpo in Yokohama, it is necessary to keep a certain distance from idols, and he likes the world of science.

It is too difficult to get the correct answer while considering the situation of supernatural beings and the like in the case.

I really admire Mr. Ranpo who can do this.

Osamu Dazai was not sad about his rejection: "Do you know how Mr. Ranpo managed to get the correct answer quickly under the influence of so many uncertain factors?"

Conan didn't speak.

"It is rumored that his ability is called "Super Reasoning", but in fact he is a person without abilities."

Conan:!

His idol is really powerful, he acts like a supernatural being in the world of supernatural beings, he is indeed the No.1 detective in the world!

"Now there is an opportunity to study closely with him in front of you, you should cherish it."

Conan: "...What will happen if I refuse?"

"What do you think you'll do if you turn down someone from the Port Mafia?"

Conan remembered the information he found about the port mafia, and for some reason, his immature face turned pale.

He felt that it was easier and more likely to survive against the Black Organization.

Osamu Dazai was very satisfied with his imagination, and stretched out his hand towards him gently and friendlyly: "Come with me, trust me, I will give you an unforgettable summer vacation."

Conan: "..."

Is it okay to call the police?Can anyone fix this man?

Not only was it not easy to call the police, but this man also led him into the government department openly.

Family Registration Division in Tokyo.

Conan made a hellish expression.

The household registration of Edogawa Conan was first forged by hacking technology (there are not many places where children need to use the household registration), and then Amuro Toru made him a legal one.

Now he can only pray that this person will not see anything, and that he will not falsify his already false household registration.

Facts have proved that good-looking people are given preferential treatment everywhere. As soon as Osamu Dazai led Conan into the hall, someone came over and asked him what business he wanted to do.

The young man said politely: "I need to talk to Mr. Takahashi for something, I am his old acquaintance."

The staff passed it on for him without any doubt.

"You really know each other?" Conan couldn't help asking.

Although he had expected it, it was still unacceptable for Mafia to reach into the government department.

Can I report it?

Osamu Dazai: "I don't know."

Conan: "Huh?"

Dazai: "But he will know me."

After speaking, he didn't talk to Conan again.

The household registration department is a very suitable place for retirement and fishing.

In Japan, a country with a large number of black households, such things are very vague, full of various historical problems and loopholes.

Takahashi Jiro is not a serious government official, and he can get away with daily fooling around.

Even his superiors praised him for his attitude in handling affairs.

Today is also a day to fish with two salaries.

Takahashi Jiro poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip leisurely, and prepared to turn on Xiaoxiaole to pass the time.

Suddenly, a subordinate knocked on the door of the office, saying that someone called him by name.

"Who is it?" he asked, a little in denial.

The last person who called for him was a middle-aged shrew who didn't understand what was going on and wanted to go through the back door, but in fact her husband's position was lower than his.

Subordinate: "A young man who looks to be in his early twenties and a child."

To say it is to say nothing, the household registration department has such a configuration every day.

But after thinking about it, he still said, "Please come in."

Although I have not received any notification from the organization, it would be bad if it was someone from the organization.

An extremely handsome young man came in. The last time Takahashi Jiro saw such a handsome man was when the boss asked him to do something.

After the young man came in, he said, "I'm coming from Yokohama, I hope I didn't disturb you."

Takahashi Jiro immediately understood what he meant and told the other subordinates to go out first.

Osamu Dazai tore off the bug that was glued to the inside of the hem of his coat and stuffed it into Conan's arms, telling him to go out too.

Conan looked up at him nervously, and understood the meaning in his eyes-this was all left over from his play.

Conan went out angrily.

Osamu Dazai took out a folded cardboard with a black skin from the inside pocket of his coat, and handed it to Jiro Takahashi.

There is an advantage to being the leader-you need as many silver oracles as you want.

It's just that the paper of this thing is too big to carry, and the quality of the paper is too good. He folded several copies before he folded one that is more neat and beautiful.

But it seems that this subordinate didn't get this beauty, instead he was sweating profusely because it was folded.

Takahashi Jiro felt that he might have run into a stumbling block in the organization, and the silver oracle dared to fold it like a primary school student's report card.

He swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Sir, do you have any orders for coming here?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, and said in a cold commanding tone: "I need your authority to make a document for the child I brought."

Make a household registration that can withstand the inspection of armed detective agencies, and forge some past traces.

This is very exhausting.

But it's much more interesting than working in an office.

"In addition, the account you made for the leader last time..."

Takahashi Jiro suddenly became alert, forced himself to suppress his guilty conscience, and asked, "Is there something wrong with what that gentleman asked?"

Osamu Dazai felt that there was something wrong with his performance, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it.

He: "What relationship did you register for them?"

Takahashi Jiro thought about his words: "It's just... a non-blood adoption relationship. Because the gentleman is under 20 years old, but has a certain contractual capacity, so he registered according to special circumstances."

It's just adding one more person to this account to make it more reasonable.

"Yes." Osamu Dazai nodded, "Hide this account and the information of those three people, and refuse to be viewed by others."

The siblings are now with him, and the covert work must be done well.

Takahashi Jiro: "Okay."

It's okay, I didn't ask in detail.

Osamu Dazai spent several hours meticulously filling in Conan's blank past.

Then leave with elementary school students who don't know anything.

Edogawa Ranpo found that people around him looked at him very strangely today.

He is not the kind of person who cares about other people's eyes - he has always believed that if he lives well, there is nothing wrong with it.

But even the president looked at him with eyes that hesitated to say anything.

This is very unbearable.

Ranpo took the initiative to open the commission received by the detective agency today, and his eyes were fixed on the exaggerated commission title "Six-year-old elementary school student ran away from home to find his biological father".

The status of this commission is displayed as "in progress", and the last message is from the president to the other party.

President of Armed Detective Agency: Where is this... child?Is it convenient to take it over and have a look?

Ranpo's gaze stayed on the name "Edogawa Conan", and his eyes gradually lost their highlights.

What else do you not understand?