get out of my yokohama

early morning.

Hill opened his eyes, and the blond hair was scattered on the off-white pillow, with a messy beauty.

She shouldn't have been drinking so much, she was actually broken.

"Good morning~"

A smiling face appeared directly above, belonging to Mr. Dazai, and she forgot what happened after she opened the door for him last night.

After all, it is a passive skill that she loses her mind when she meets Mr. Dazai.

The dormitory is a Japanese-style room, the bedroom is covered with tatami mats, and next to it is a futon closet. Hill sat up and watched Mr. Dazai crawl out of the closet. Dazai looked back with a smile. Said: "Dazai-kun, don't you need to go back and wash?"

"Is this the first thing I say in the morning? Ah, Hill's reaction is always so funny."

He stood up, stretched his arms and stretched, like a black cat waking up from a nap.

"Then I'm leaving."

Osamu Dazai opened the sliding door and closed the door with his backhand when going out. Hill was motionless, but the door was suddenly opened again, and Mr. Dazai's pitiful face appeared in the gap: "Don't you want to keep it?"

Hill: "..."

"Ok."

The door was closed again, and this time the interval was shorter than last time. Hill saw Mr. Dazai again without a trace of a hazy smile on his face. She threw a soft pillow over with her backhand.

Geez, it's so cute to be emotional because of him.

Hearing the door close gently, Hill thought about things but was more serious.

It would be great if Mr. Dazai was as happy and cheerful as he showed, without worries and world-weariness, and lived happily.

She washed, put on makeup, changed clothes, combed her hair, and bought a newspaper on the way to the detective agency. She originally planned to read it there, but the headline photo was too familiar to ignore.

Kunikida-kun's photo, titled "The private detective agency intervened to cause the death of innocent people", every word in an article is condemned.

Once these people do something wrong, everyone will know it, but it is not unacceptable. After all, four people died, whether it is condemned by the media or abused by the family members of the victim, they should bear it.

From her standpoint as a member of the Armed Detective Agency, the first thing to do is to minimize the impact of the incident on the Detective Agency, and catch the black hands behind the scenes as soon as possible to appease the families of the innocent victims.

After making up his mind, Hill took a taxi to the abandoned hospital where Kunikida-kun was photographed yesterday, and sent an e-mail to the newspaper on the way.

The person who provided the photos to the newspaper was of course anonymous, and the IP address was multi-encrypted. However, this did not bother Hill. As soon as she got off the taxi, she broke through all the defenses and stared at the IP address displayed on the screen in a daze.

Wait, isn't this Mr. Dazai...?

Mr. Dazai.

Hill couldn't think of anything.

She had no choice but to go to the hospital first.

The hospital is very large, surrounded by police with yellow lines, gloomy, in disrepair, surrounded by miserable white, and the wind blowing into the windows makes a whistling sound.

The newspaper received a lot of photos from anonymous people, including Mr. Kunikida, a woman, and a person who was locked up without clothes. The length was less than ten meters. The door showed signs of damage. The security measures used to be good, so it turns out , is it the hospital mortuary?

Dead bodies are precious things.

But it's usually in an inconspicuous place, or in the basement.

Choose one of the two, she quickly arrived at the door of the mortuary, the door was destroyed by Kunikida-kun, she could go in directly, and found the location of the monitor at first glance, probably Mr. Dazai also found it, so there is no Shine him in.

Metal cages and electronic terminal locks for ships transporting beasts of prey.

Hill closed his eyes.

Yesterday's scene was quickly restored in the memory palace deep in my mind.

that woman.

Although her clothes were taken away like other victims, why was she the only one detained separately from others?

Hill took out his mobile phone and put it to his ear: "Kunikida-kun, it's me, can you tell me about saving that woman yesterday?"

Kunikida Doppo was puzzled, and insisted on trusting Mr. Noh and Mr. Ranpo who revealed their old background to each other, so he said everything.

"Is she in poor health?"

"It's a little weak, and according to her, it's anemic."

After getting the information, Hill hung up the phone.

She looked through the information on the missing Yokohama visitor case in her mobile phone. The prisoner selected the victim randomly, not for revenge or abuse, and even put on their clothes and walked around under the monitor to ensure that no one would suspect him. , he has an ordinary job but can get in touch with all the identities of the victims, except for the driver, he doesn't think of it as a second person.

He was in the organ trafficking business, and he selected healthy adults. The time was to drive the victim to the hotel, and the lady named Nobuko Sasaki claimed that she fainted at the station and was kidnapped as soon as she woke up.

At first, Hill thought that the driver simply killed her when he found out that she was in poor health. How could there be any market for diseased organs?After receiving information from Kunikida-kun, it was confirmed that there was something wrong with Sasaki Nobuko.

Which organ trafficker went to kidnap a woman who was in poor health and fainted in public?Judging from the fact that he was still cautiously wandering around under the monitor in the victim's clothes afterwards, it was even more impossible to kidnap in a crowded place like a station. Aren't there too many witnesses?

Breaking into the detective agency as a victim?

On the way back, Hill called the taxi driver at the taxi service interface. He was honest and kind, and he was a bit talkative. You must know that the taxi driver generally speaks very little.

Ahead is the city police station.

When parking to pay, Hill showed the image of a woman extracted from the photo to the driver: "Do you know this woman?"

The driver shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

The expression at that moment couldn't be faked.

"I got out of the car."

"Walk slowly."

"You get out of the car too."

"Huh? Guest, you..."

The driver didn't dare to move at once, because there was a black gun muzzle on the back of his head. The driver could see her calm eyes and the gunman holding the gunman from the inside rearview mirror. The police rushed out from the police station and surrounded the car. surrounded.

"Keep your hands behind your head and don't play tricks."

The police opened the door and arrested the driver. Hill also went in. Since she reported the driver, she should produce evidence accordingly. This car is a tool used in crimes, and it has been cleaned inside and out. Once again, but if you really have to check it carefully, the criminal evidence will always remain.

For example, the proportion of gas powder is exactly the same as that of the victims who killed yesterday.

After explaining everything to the City Police Department, Hill asked the police to come forward to appease the family members of the victim, and made a withdrawal statement to the corresponding media newspaper, and handed over the excessive slander of the detective agency on the Internet to the Internet police.

Dump Pu: "..."

After the matter was finished, Hill walked back to the detective agency. Just as she was about to enter the door, she stopped and raised her hand to catch two stones thrown at her. When she looked over, she only caught a figure running away quickly.

Hill was indifferent, pressed the elevator as usual, and entered the detective agency.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the landline kept ringing but no one answered it.

Seeing her coming in, Atsushi Nakajima automatically explained, "Because of the news in the newspaper, a lot of complaint calls came in early in the morning."

"Leaving it alone is not an option."

"I know that too, but..." He looked embarrassed, and before he finished speaking, he was stunned to find that Hill had directly unplugged the phone line, "This, this, this?"

"I won't answer anyway, quiet."

Hill looked around and said, "There are very few people here today."

"Mr. Kunikida was still there just now."

Speaking of this, Kunikida Doppo held the mobile phone, pushed the door in with a strange expression, obviously, in order to answer an important call and avoid the non-stop ringing landline, he went out.

When he saw Hill, his expression became even weirder.

"Have you caught the kidnapper?"

"Ah."

"You still let the city police issue a statement on the arrest of the prisoner on the official account?"

"I also made an appointment with the reporter to meet with the reporter later, and present yesterday's events in a more fair and unbiased way to the public, which can restore the image of the detective agency."

After Hill finished speaking, both of them were stunned to varying degrees, Nakajima Atsushi sighed: "Miss Hill is so powerful."

Kunikida Doppo bowed his head guiltily, "I'm sorry."

When the senior screwed up something and didn't know how to solve it, the junior stood up and cut the mess quickly. Mahjong solved everything.

Hill said: "I have a lot of work experience. Crisis public relations handling and external liaison are my specialty. Isn't Kunikida-kun's specialty in solving violent threats?"

The ability to deal with crisis public relations was developed when he was a civil servant in Downing Street, and the skills for external liaison were developed when he was a profiler. When JJ, the external liaison officer of the BAU department, was pregnant, she acted as a temporary agent for a period of time, and then her experience followed the variant Professor X, one of the world's leaders, went to give speeches everywhere and became the secretary of Gotham's richest man, which made her get used to facing reporters and media lights.

What happened to the detective agency this time was just that she had dealt with it many times before, and there were successful cases, so she was naturally handy.

She meant to comfort him to show his strengths, Kunikida Doppo was a little relieved, he was a little grateful to Hill, and was very pleased to have such a capable junior.

"Kunikida-kun, where is the woman who was rescued yesterday? I want to meet her."

"Aren't you going to meet a reporter?"

Hill: "In time."

Atsushi Nakajima replied: "In the infirmary."

The three of them left the office area and came to the office. At the door, they heard the voices of a man and a woman chatting happily.

Kunikida pushed the door open and went in, followed by Nakajima Atsushi and Hill, sitting next to the door on a hospital bed with a beautiful face Nobuko Sasaki, and Dazai Osamu sitting on a chair next to him.

Seeing them come in, Sasaki Nobuko expressed her gratitude to Kunikida Doppo, during which she also revealed that she stayed at Osamu Dazai's house last night.

Hill looked away from Nakajima Atsushi and Kunikida Doppo's faces.

What they think can be seen from their faces, really, who do you think Mr. Dazai is?Mr. Yi Dazai is wise, and he must have seen through the incongruities in her. Whether it is staying overnight or using clichés, they are all means.

Thinking about it this way, she felt relieved, as long as she played Tai Chi with the reporters and the media.

Unknowingly, Hill's IQ dropped a lot.

Originally wanted to ask a question but did not say it.

Miss Nobuko Sasaki was not in good health, so they stopped disturbing her and returned to work in the office area.

On the four desks put together, Hill and Osamu Dazai across from him were typing on the computer, Atsushi Nakajima and Osamu Kunikida across from him looked at Osamu Dazai diagonally.

Kunikida Doppo asked, "What type of women do you like?"

Osamu Dazai said while typing, "I only like Hill."

Kunikida Doppo was disgusted with saying that he was lying to ghosts, and he didn't believe it at all, but Hill was indifferent, and she didn't take it seriously.

Originally believed in Atsushi Nakajima, he began to reflect on whether he believed Mr. Dazai too easily.

"It's too much," Dazai Osamu still had that expression that made it impossible to tell whether he was genuine or not, "Since you said you like female types, Hill, Atsushi-kun, do you want to see Kunikida-kun's ideal type?"

Osamu Dazai held Kunikida Doppo's ideal type manual on the cover like magic in his hand. Nakajima couldn't help holding it in his hand and looking at it. Hill couldn't help but slid the swivel chair to Nakajima Atsushi's temptation. Shouting.

In fact, Hill has long expected that with Kunikida-kun's purity and purity, an ideal woman should also be very pure and perfect, but I really didn't expect...

"Wow! This is too...!"

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked, and Hill nodded in agreement.

According to this standard, Kunikida-kun will never be able to marry in his whole life.