coser's employment guide

With extreme force and intelligence, it is only a matter of time to solve some people.

The detective sat on a high place, shaking his legs and watching Nakahara Nakaya fighting boredly below, holding a pistol in his hand, squinting his eyes halfway, the muzzle of the black hole moved up and down according to the mood of the owner, and randomly selected lucky ones.

"Left leg," the detective fired, and the bullet entered the left leg of the man who wanted to attack Nakahara Nakaya's back, "and then the right hand." The detective fired another shot, and the bullet passed through the man's right palm firmly , fell to the ground with blood.

"Mr. Hat!" The detective threw away the gun in his hand and shouted at Zhongya Zhongya, "When can I leave? Master Ranpo wants to eat!"

Zhong Yuanzhong replied angrily, "It will be ready in a while! What do you want to eat?"

The two of them were talking directly on the battlefield, discussing where to go for dinner later, a man lying on the ground moved indiscernibly, and the moment he turned around in Zhongyuan Zhongye, he suddenly wanted to use a different power. The ability pierced the bullet through Zhongye's heart, but the moment he raised his hand, a bullet passed through the center of his eyebrows, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

Mr. Detective moved the muzzle of the gun horizontally, then aimed at Chuya Nakahara, and complained, "Be careful, Mr. Hat."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned: "Ah, thank you... Wait a minute, that is the one I reserved for you!"

The detective said as a matter of course: "I know, but I don't like this job, change one!"

"Do you think you are picking watermelons in the supermarket!"

Nakahara Chuya abruptly withdrew the strength of his deadly attack, floating the only survivor on the field in the air. When he turned around, he wanted to take a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the detective sitting on the floor. He put the half-extracted cigarette case back into the place where he was sitting, and replaced it with a mobile phone.

The detective sitting on a high place and counting the sand and stones on the ground boredly waved at Nakahara Nakaya, "Don't take this guy away with me, I'm useful."

Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded, and asked his subordinates to send someone to clean up the venue and then asked the detective who was sitting there looking bored, "What are you going to do next? Go eat?" Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the time.

The detective shook his index finger at him, "We're going to the detective agency!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, "Huh?"

"Let's go, Mr. Hat," Mr. Detective stood up, patted his coat casually, jumped straight down from a high place, and was caught by Zhongya Zhongya, who pulled Zhongya's sleeve and walked forward, "Go to the end Detective agency, let's go eat! I want dessert!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, "Although, you are going the wrong way again."

"It's not Mr. Luanbu who went the wrong way, it's the road repairer who went the wrong way!" The detective said as a matter of course.

Armed Detective Agency.

Atsushi Nakajima was sorting out the documents, and his sensitive hearing caught the crisp knocking sound from the window.

Atsushi Nakajima put down the things in his hand, walked over to have a look, "Mr. Ranpo?!—No, it's the previous Mr. Ranpo! Why are you floating here?!?"

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly opened the window. At this time, only he and Osamu Dazai were in the Armed Detective Agency. The others either had missions or just went out. "Are you okay?"

Ah, wait a minute, Atsushi Nakajima stared at the detective who jumped in numbly, this clothes, this material... It's obviously living well! !

"Yo, Atsushi!" The detective greeted Atsushi Nakajima cheerfully, then turned his head and shouted outside, "Throw it in, Mr. Hat!"

"what?"

Nakajima Atsushi looked confused, and then saw an unknown man flying in from the window, and was thrown on the ground with his head on the ground.

"Mr. Ranpo?"

The detective yelled into the house: "Dazai! Don't pretend to be asleep! Mr. Hat won't rush in and beat you!"

Atsushi Nakajima vaguely heard a disdainful scoff coming from outside the window.

Osamu Dazai walked out from inside, "It's not because of slugs at all, I just want to rest more." The man yawned, wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes, and complained half-truthfully, "You know for I have been looking for your whereabouts and information for a long time. I ran to Mr. Mori without saying a word, and Mr. Ranpo on our side will definitely be unhappy."

The detective said casually, "Master Luanbu doesn't care so much, the reward mentioned before is here!"

He yelled out the window, "Mr. Hat, I've finished what I have to do, let's go eat!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also floated up, folded his arms around his chest, and raised his chin inward, "I don't think your business is over yet."

Dazai Osamu walked over, poked the man who fell on the ground with his toe, and said with disgust, "Mr. Ranpo, don't you want to say anything more?"

"Can't you see it?" The detective tilted his head, "Isn't it, Dazai here is so stupid?"

Osamu Dazai's expression remained unchanged, "It can be seen, but our president and Mr. Ranpo said that we must bring you back. If you don't explain everything clearly, my overtime hours will definitely be unlimited. extend."

"Your wording is a little wrong," the detective corrected, "it's 'bring over', not back."

"Master Ranpo doesn't need to go back anywhere."

The detective said so.

"Familiar lines," Edogawa slammed the door open, the door made a loud noise when it touched the wall, and walked towards them aggressively, "Are you an idiot in the second period?!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed and knocked on the glass, "I don't think I should stay here now, I'm leaving first, call me when you're done, and text me if you don't want to go out with me. "

The detective looked over resentfully, "I want to leave now."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, "Just let me go, am I here to be the head of the neighborhood committee to persuade you about this kind of housework?"

Chuya Nakahara waved at Mr. Detective, turned and left the site of the Armed Detective Agency.

Mr. Detective curled his lips, and returned his eyes to the room, "First, I have already sent the reward. In order to prevent some idiots from ignoring it, I will specifically explain that the rest of the remnants have all been resolved. This is the only one alive. Send it here. It is convenient for you to record and keep certificates.”

Atsushi Nakajima took a step back silently, feeling that he was being connoted.

"Second," the detective raised his head slightly, and said coldly, "I have nothing to do with you, please don't do unnecessary things that will cause trouble to me."

"Mr. Ranpo..." Atsushi Nakajima has never heard such a tone in Edogawa Ranpo's mouth. The polite words and indifferent tone are completely different from the Edogawa Ranpo he has seen.

Edogawa Ranpo frowned, "It doesn't matter if you think it's related or not, as long as we think it's related, no matter what, how can we let you—the peer of Edogawa Ranpo," he said in a different way He said in a humane tone, "Extreme wisdom, chaotic stance and unscrupulous character, how could you just let you act freely in Yokohama."

The detective couldn't help but sneered, and he said sharply in front of them for the first time, "So? Do you think 'Edogawa Ranpo' must be guarded? Have you really grown up like this? Jump to conclusions without understanding anything, do you think everything will work according to your wishes?!"

Edogawa Ranpo refused to back down, "I know there are differences between us, but you are Edogawa Ranpo, and you know what I mean."

"Ha," the detective grabbed his hair casually and sneered, "Familiar detective agency, familiar tone, familiar attitude."

"If you don't want Fukuzawa Yukichi here to be attacked by me like mine over there," the detective raised his right hand and made a "gun" gesture, with his thumb pointing up and his index finger stretched out flat, and the other three fingers closed together. Pointing straight at Edogawa Ranpo's eyebrows, "Bang~, just keep quiet and be your good detective, don't come to hinder me."

Edogawa ranpo sneered, "You can try, no one can hurt the president in front of me."

"Really?" The detective narrowed his eyes, "Not necessarily."

"Excuse me," Osamu Dazai said, and the two identical faces turned to Osamu Dazai at the same time, "I think it's better for the president to be present when we talk about this kind of thing~"

Osamu Dazai walked towards the two Edogawas and shook the mobile phone held in his hand with his thumb and index finger.