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Today, all the members of the Armed Detective Agency are fishing leisurely, except for Edogawa Ranpo, who is the only one who solves the case outside.

As soon as Kamiya Ming stood at the door of the Armed Detective Agency, he felt in his heart that he could really find this place just by asking around.

The Armed Detective Agency...is the image of the enthusiastic citizens of Yokohama.

"excuse me."

The people from the detective agency heard that he was here to entrust them to find someone, so they enthusiastically took him to the coffee shop downstairs.

"You came from somewhere else, why did you think of the Armed Detective Agency?" Tanizaki Naomi served a cup of coffee.

After Naruto Kamiya told about his events that day, everyone in the detective agency let out a gasp of wonder.

"What's wrong?" Being stared at by a group of people always makes people wonder if something is wrong with them.

"Please don't mind," Kunikida Doppo pressed down on Osamu Dazai who leaned forward, "It's just that Ranpo-san rarely says that to others."

It's better to say that Mr. Ranpo always ignores people he doesn't know, and it's not in his character to take the initiative to start a conversation.

"What kind of person are you looking for?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

Thinking of that super hard-to-find foster brother, Kamiya Mingichi wondered if the other party had gone to be a ninja, but there was no trace left.

"I've been looking in Yokohama myself for the past few days. The person who helped me before was a local who is very familiar with Yokohama, and I still don't have any information." After chatting for a long time, I found that I couldn't do it, which wasted both parties' time in vain.

"Tell me."

The information about my righteous brother can actually be summed up in one sentence.

"It's a man with wine red hair about 26 years old, his surname is Oda."

For some reason, after he finished speaking, the whole space fell silent.

Kunikida Doppo first frowned: "There are too few clues."

Most of the other people think the same way. Although the features are obvious when you look at them individually, looking at the whole city and looking at them one by one is a huge amount of work.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Dazai Osamu's voice much softer: "Why are you looking for this person?"

Kamiya Mingyi thought about providing as much information as possible, as a detective, he can always capture key information points in things that seem ordinary to normal people.

"Actually, he is my foster brother. I am an adopted child of the Oda family."

Starting with this sentence, he stated his situation as concisely as possible.Even so, the story is too complicated, and he still talked a lot, and facing so many detectives, he also raised his spirits——

It would be a big joke if he saw through his forged information before finding his brother-in-law.

Or he took the initiative to find a detective agency and blew himself up...

"My parents passed away when I was very young, because neither side had any relatives, so although they left a legacy that was enough for me to go to university, they still needed legal guardians. At that time, the government They helped me find a lot of people, and finally the only ones who agreed were the Oda family."

"But it's just a name. I still live in Tokyo by myself. Before that, I only visited Oda's house during the Chinese New Year to celebrate the New Year together."

Kamiya Naruichi tried hard to control his expression to show a proper expression of sentimentality, but failed, so he had to lower his head to prevent others from seeing his expressionless face.

"Actually, I never knew there was a son in the Oda family before, because the adoptive parents never mentioned it, and I never met my brother-in-law every year when I passed by. It was during this visit that I found out I found out that my adoptive parents passed away eight years ago, and their neighbors told me that the adoptive parents still have a son in Yokohama, so I came to find them," Kamiya Mingichi reluctantly curled his lips. , "I originally came here to give a souvenir, after all, the New Year is coming soon."

The people from the detective agency looked at him sympathetically after hearing what happened to him, "Sorry."

Kunikida Doppo lifted his glasses, and keenly noticed the problem: "Sorry, I can ask, you said before that you would visit every year, so, after so many years of their death, have you never noticed? ?”

When this question was raised, the client was silent for a while, as if he was lost in memory, he pressed his lips tightly.

No one urged him, and everyone just quietly waited for his answer.

Raising his head, he found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes. Ming Guming smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing special. I injured my head a few years ago, so I lost all the memories of the past, and I lost most of my emotions as a human being, and it is only recently that I have gradually shown signs of recovery, and I only found out about the things I said before after investigating."

Everyone showed a look of sudden realization.

The client slumped his shoulders and looked very tired: "Actually, I knew about my adoptive parents a few years ago. At that time, I felt very strange to myself in the information."

Can you not be unfamiliar, they are all fake.

"For my adoptive parents, I can't feel the slightest closeness at all. They are like strangers who have known their names for a long time to me," the client seemed to blame himself for this, "so always Some excuse not to see them, if I could have gone earlier, maybe..."

He didn't say what might happen next, but he left room for unlimited imagination, how miserable he was.

"I'm a very bad person." The client smiled wryly.

"Not at all!" Tanizaki Naomi bluntly denied his self-deprecation.

How could this person be so bad? After a short contact, one can clearly feel that the client is a very good person.

Just ask, how many people in this world would admit that they are a bad person?What's more, this is a patient. He did this because of objective and unchangeable reasons. He has reason to believe that if the client has not had an accident, he will not stop contacting his adoptive parents.

"Thank you," thanked the client softly, making himself look like the client who had been comforted barely cheered up, "As for why I didn't go to see them suddenly before I lost my memory, I don't know. Maybe it was because of a quarrel Yes, or maybe... it is because of the incident that made me lose my memory, and now there is no way to know about it."

Kamiya Naruichi told half the truth.

"Later, I heard that my adopted brother left home when he was very young. He seemed to be a very independent child. He basically didn't go home these years. Maybe he didn't know the news that his father and mother had passed away. I thought, I have to tell him about it, maybe he will be willing to go with me to lay some flowers on the tombs of my father and mother."

He softened his face, "Mother likes the little hyacinth flowers."

The afternoon sun fell softly on the young man's body, making him look more gentle, and the ending of the flower was gently retracted, which somehow made people feel that this person was very gentle.

Kunikida Doppo put away the aura he had just asked, and promised seriously: "Our Armed Detective Agency will definitely help you find your stepbrother."

"Wait," Osamu Dazai interrupted, his eyes piercing the client's body coolly, "You probably turned Yokohama upside down, but you didn't find anyone, right?"

"Recently, there has been a lot of trouble. Someone is looking for a red-haired man."

The person sitting in front of him is not what he looks like, he is really an ordinary person.

Those who attack, even if they are a group of rats, if there are enough, they can kill people.

"Have you ever thought that since you are about to census Yokohama," said Osamu Dazai with a non-aggressive smile, "maybe the person you are looking for is not in Yokohama at all?"

Shen Guming frowned, he really didn't think about this possibility, and he rejected it, otherwise, wouldn't it be a world census?

Forgive him, what's the difference between that and impossible to find at all?

He closed his eyes and sighed involuntarily.

"You are right, there is indeed such a possibility."

Dazai paused.

Seeing the other party's depression visible to the naked eye, the whole person seemed to have turned gray and white, and other people who knew what this meant hurried forward to comfort them.

"Since someone said you are in Yokohama, even if you have been to Yokohama, we will give you an explanation!"

"That's right," Dazai Osamu continued, dragging his voice from the side, "If you can't accept this, what if I tell you that person is dead?"

"Mr. Dazai!!!" Everyone shouted at him in unison.

"Yes." Osamu Dazai raised his hand in admitting defeat, and he stood up, "Leave this entrustment to me, and I will help you investigate the truth."

"thanks?"

Everyone in the detective agency: It is suspicious to accept the commission on its own initiative——

However, Mr. Ranpo has been a little busy recently, so it is not impossible to leave it to Mr. Dazai.

Kunikida Doppo opened his mouth several times to prevent the innocent client from jumping into this big pit, but was diverted by Osamu Dazai, who seriously suspected that Dazai did it on purpose.

It doesn't make any difference to Kamiya Mingichi, he doesn't understand these people in the same way.

The two went out together.

One last try.

Confirming this matter again in my heart, when I looked up, I found that the man named Dazai was standing there, looking at him.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Shen Guming lowered his head in doubt, and looked at himself.

The detective who accepted his commission smiled like a spring breeze in an instant: "No, I was wondering if I saw you somewhere."

Shen Guming scratched his face and said honestly: "No, we haven't seen it before."

Osamu Dazai, who failed to test and hint, looked at the client who exudes an honest look all over his body, and began to seriously think whether this is a new breed of slug.

"Ah, you mean..."

The other party suddenly realized, and Osamu Dazai raised his smile again and waited.

The other party hammered his palm with sparkling eyes, and said excitedly, "You mean, you saw me before I lost my memory?"

Osamu Dazai originally wanted to imply that he...forget it.

Seeing the client who was looking at him expectantly, as if waiting for his praise, Osamu Dazai smiled decisively and said, "The answer is wrong, completely wrong."

"Okay, okay."

Seeing the client lower his head in disappointment, Dazai raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

"I seem to have seen a person similar to your description in a bombing case before. Let's start investigating this bombing case first."

He snapped his fingers.

"First of all, I'll take you to meet someone." Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened a bit, "That person is one of the people who know the most things in this city, ah, it's not the ones you looked for before, they can only He is a pawn. I believe he knows your difficulties and will be very willing to help you."