get out of my yokohama

Edogawa Ranpo said that the restaurant is right by the sea, and the special seafood is extremely delicious. When the sea breeze blows, drinking a small wine and eating food, it couldn't be more comfortable.

At the dinner table, Hill knew that Eri was Xiaolan's mother, Kogoro Mori's estranged wife, recalling Kogoro Mori's words, she glanced at Fei Eri's empty left hand, and held back her smile.

Fei Yingli also learned that Hill knew her husband and daughter, and asked for Edogawa Ranpo's autograph for her daughter. She couldn't help but sigh that the world is so small, and you can become acquaintances just by bumping into each other.

Mao Lilan tried her best to make mother and father reconcile, but it was a pity that no matter what they thought in their hearts, their faces were stubborn. Halfway through eating, Mo Li Xiaogoro was recognized by a few beautiful detective fans in swimsuits. He stood up and took a photo intimately. Eri almost flung his sleeves and left.

"Hey."

Edogawa ranpo poked Hill next to him.

"Ok?"

Hill was concentrating on killing the shrimp, his eyes were still fixed on it, but he turned his face to his side to show that he was listening.

"Why doesn't anyone ask me to take a group photo?"

Is it so sour?Hill looked at the beautiful woman and said, "I didn't expect that I have so many fans. Do you want to build a fan club?" Mori Kogoro, then looked away.

"If Mr. Luanbu solves the case and doesn't push me out to block the reporters, and runs away by himself, I guess there will be beautiful fans."

Of course Edogawa Ranpo couldn't say that he was in a hurry to go home and watch Kamen Rider, "Is there such a thing?"

Hill smirked: "Yes."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Shill, you have changed, you are no longer the old Hill."

On the opposite side, Atsushi Nakajima took out the whole crab leg meat with the help of Izumi Kyoka, and was about to dip it in the sauce and put it into his mouth when he suddenly felt sour, and the air was filled with sour taste.

This is all too familiar.

He looked at Mr. Dazai beside him, and as expected, he was biting off the crab meat in one bite, chewing fiercely in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Mr. Edogawa, with a sour smell, like a sauerkraut that has been sealed for a long time.

Mr. Dazai couldn't be so sore anymore, Atsushi Nakajima lightly touched Miss Hill's leg with his toe, Hill looked up and saw him pointing to the side vaguely with his hand on the table.

Let her watch Mr. Dazai?

His eyes subconsciously shifted to the side, meeting Mr. Dazai's eyes, and he smiled at her.

Hill looked at Atsushi Nakajima again.

So what should she watch?Mr. Dazai is still as unpredictable as ever, looking like a smart person?

Atsushi Nakajima helped his forehead helplessly.

If Mr. Dazai stares at him like that, there are not many people in the detective agency. First of all, it cannot be Mr. Tanizaki. Although Mr. Kunikida and Ms. Hill work side by side, when the two of them turn on their laptops and work independently, no one interferes with the other. Kenji loves other cows, so he escaped a catastrophe. The president, Gao Ling Zhihua, usually stays in the office when he is not on a business trip, and he and Mr. Ranpo are left.

Perhaps because of his young age, he could feel that Miss Hill was very patient with him, and occasionally touched his head. This kind of sister-like care must be accompanied by Mr. Dazai's secret observation, and Atsushi Nakajima was in pain and happiness.

But Mr. Ranpo, what does he think?

Under Mao Lilan's hard work, Fei Yingli stayed and took this holiday to accompany her daughter. Quan Jinghua and Yosano Akiko supported Hill back to the hotel room.

The old sauerkraut-like Osamu Dazai suddenly became energetic, he knew that Hill would not relax honestly, and now she saw that even if she was out on vacation, there would be a work ultimate social animal in her bag, Dr Yosano and Kyoka, she should be able to change Put on your swimsuit.

Swimsuit Hill!

Praise to Dr. Yosano, praise to Kyoka.

Nakajima Atsushi silently stayed away from Mr. Dazai who was inexplicably excited, and quietly went to Mr. Ranpo who had eaten a lot of dishes and had a stomach full of mille-feuille cakes.

"Ah Dun, what's the matter?" Edogawa asked inarticulately.

"Mr. Ranpo, you know about Mr. Dazai and Ms. Hill, right?" He meant to remind, after all, Mr. Dazai was so angry that he wanted to put a sack on him and throw him into the sea of ​​Yokohama... Atsushi Nakajima glanced at Izumi, worried.

Edogawa swallowed a large piece of cake in his mouth at random steps, and spoke much more clearly: "Don't worry about me, whoever throws who into the sea may be uncertain."

Atsushi Nakajima: "!!!"

He looked at Mr. Ranpo in surprise, and he didn't miss the calm light in Mr. Ranpo's eyes when he opened his eyes, smiling all the time.

In fact, Hill did bring the laptop, and there was an old case lying in it. She planned to read it in the room, but her intention was exposed. She didn't struggle, and obediently changed into her swimsuit.

Although I have no interest in swimming, it is still good to sunbathe.

So the girls lay side by side on their beach chairs and basked in the sun. The sun was warm and the wind was blowing comfortably. Gradually, Hill became drowsy.

Because she was wearing sunglasses, outsiders didn't know that she was sleeping. They thought there was a sunbathing beauty here, in a white gold-rimmed bikini, with snow-white skin, crossed legs, and blue false nails on her slender hands, gently resting on her lower abdomen.The body proportions from a condescending perspective are particularly eye-catching, and the curly blond hair is scattered behind the head, revealing a lazy and charming look.

In a warm place like the beach, men will naturally come to strike up a conversation.

"First come, first served."

The man who came to strike up a conversation was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at the man who put a hand on his shoulder.

The other party's appearance is extremely good, with coconut leaf patterns printed on the loose top, simple black trousers, bandages wrapped around the forearm protruding from the three-quarter sleeves, and the neck is also, which is quite strange.

What's even more strange is that the smiling young man looks harmless to humans and animals, but he feels the cold on the beach under the sun.

After dismissing everyone, Osamu Dazai sat on the round table next to the beach chair and looked down at Hill.

The more beautiful a flower is, the more it will attract bees, waves and butterflies. The idea in my heart is to hold the flower in the palm of my hand, but no matter how beautiful a flower is, it needs photosynthesis, right?

Just drive them away.

Hill felt that he had slept for a long time, and his bones were soft. He knew that it was time to get up but he didn't want to open his eyes.

People just can't relax. Once they relax, they don't want to work. Hill walked slowly and sat up, took off his sunglasses, rubbed his eyes, and yawned.

At the same time, there is the illusion of being stared at...?

Like an aging robot, the neck clicked and turned to the side, unexpectedly meeting the eyes of Mr. Dazai.

Hill was startled.

At that moment, Mr. Dazai seemed to exude a gentleness that touches the soul.

"good afternoon."

The voice is also very gentle.

Then when something happened, tell Hill Rourou that everything was an illusion.

I saw him pull out a sunscreen as if by magic, with a lively voice: "Xir Xier, do you want me to apply sunscreen for you?"

Hill looked around. There were many men on the beach who put sunscreen on women, but she let it go, she didn't like being touched by others.

"I brought it myself."

The two-day vacation came to an end soon, the president retired in the hotel room, Kenji learned how to surf like the city people, Kunikida swam and dived to keep fit, Edogawa ranpo ate special food, and went to the sauna with Dr. Yosano Izumi Kyoka and Atsushi Nakajima had the most fun with beauty services. The Tanizaki brothers and sisters bought a lot of raw chicken skewers from somewhere, and everyone gathered for a barbecue that night.

I also invited the Mori family and Conan Edogawa. On the first day, Conan was very excited to meet Ranpo Edogawa. He looks calm and mature on the outside, and when he meets someone or something he really likes, he will show a happy expression like a child. .

Such as football, when I was young, I liked the Zuowen series, Sherlock Holmes, and Edogawa Ranpo.

Then he walked around Edogawa as if he saw through everything, and retreated steadily in the green eyes, and he didn't dare to go to his side during the barbecue.

After eating the barbecue, Kunikida went to the hotel to ask for a set of Go. After staying at home for two days, he played chess with the president in the evening breeze, losing more than winning.

Hill couldn't bear to persuade Dr. Yosano to drink, so he also sat down to play chess, Kunikida gave her the seat, and watched her calmly surround the president to death.

Kunikida: "You are young, and your chess skills are not weak."

President: "Not bad."

Arousing Edogawa Ranpo's vigilant gaze, he put down the skewers, wiped his hands, took away Fukuzawa Yukichi's seat, and played a round that could be described as a fight between gods. Hill could see that it was all due to the president's rare praise Mr. Luanbu was not convinced, nor entangled, and was defeated by half.

When she was putting the chess pieces into the chess box, Edogawa Ranbu looked up at Yukichi Fukuzawa with his hands in his hands, with "Praise me, hurry up" written all over his face.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Hill smiled helplessly, was tapped on the shoulder, and looked up at Mr. Dazai with a kind smile: "Hill, I want to play too~"

It's okay, she gave up the seat to Mr. Dazai.

Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo's eyes met in mid-air and then staggered respectively. Even a player like Atsushi Nakajima who couldn't understand chess felt murderous when playing on the chessboard.

The trip to Izu came to an end in an inexplicably murderous atmosphere.

Early the next morning, everyone boarded the ship and returned to Yokohama. Hill stood on the deck and looked at the place where the water and the sky meet and the Hong Kong Building deep into the clouds.

A ship broke into her sight, it was not an ordinary passenger ship they took, the sense of luxury and grandeur came over her face, it was extremely flamboyant, with good money written all over her body, the last time Hill felt this way, it was Bruce driving the most low-key service. Sless.

She put her hands on her temples and closed her eyes for a moment.

She knew that an uninvited guest had arrived.

Because of this, she didn't go on a business trip, and went to a supermarket in the afternoon to calm her down.

Mr. Dazai is with Aton. She is used to this configuration, so there is nothing surprising. It’s just a matter of going to the supermarket together.

Aden went to buy two sets of clothes, and every time he used the supernatural moon beast, the clothes were torn, Mr. Dazai seemed to go to buy new bandages, and Hill was shopping in the frozen goods section.

I chose a few boxes of fish, pushed the cart to see the fruit, and met an old friend unexpectedly.

When Hill was practicing telepathy, the place he listened to the most was Hong Kong Hei Building, and she also knew that he was seriously injured and might become a vegetable. She even went to see him when he was robbed by a revenge smuggling organization.

Even if he used to fight every day, he also kept her when she was about to die, which meant something different to her. Who would have thought that he would stand up from the hospital bed after only a month?

His body is so thin that it can be blown away by a gust of wind, but even so, his eyes lit up when he saw that there was only one box of figs left, and he walked over quickly.

It is frightening that Hong Kong black disaster dogs like to eat figs, did you expect it?

A hand with fake nails snatched away the last box of figs before he could reach it.

Hill: "..."

You can have a snack, forget the last time you were admitted to the hospital with diarrhea after eating figs?

And it's not fig season either.