get out of my yokohama

Hill put the fig in the shopping cart as if nothing had happened, pushed it into the next shelf, and pretended to take a jar of sauce to prove that he didn't mean it.

That scorching gaze was still firmly stuck to her back.

In addition to meeting him at Akutagawa's house, Hill is also collecting information about gangsters. Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the evil dog of Hong Kong gangsters, whose leader is directly under the guerrilla captain, sounds very cool. No one would have thought that he had eaten Figs to the hospital, right?

Although she has no parents, the director of the orphanage is very kind and treats the children very well, and there is no shortage of food and clothing.Akutagawa is different from her. He grew up on Leibo Street, and it is common for him to be hungry and full. His health is not good, especially his stomach. Normally, when Silver is around, he will control his diet.

If Yin wasn't there...he would eat himself half unconscious.At that time, Hill was one of the few people who knew that Gin and Akutagawa were brother and sister. Akutagawa worked his life under Mr. Dazai and didn’t get a word of praise. Money and houses were not lacking, and there was a hidden place where brothers and sisters would gather when they were free. get together.

That day she delivered something to Akutagawa's house, but she knocked on the door and didn't open it. She took out the silver and gave her spare key to open the door. She planned to put the things on the shoe cabinet in the entrance and leave. Coming over, she tilted her head slightly, and Rashomon bit the door frame.

She wasn't surprised at all, but what surprised her was that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was lying on the ground, his body trembling slightly, as if he hadn't lost consciousness, and was about to launch the next wave of attacks with Rashomon, she said: "It's me, You ate so many figs with silver on your back?"

With just such a sentence, Rashomon didn't move, and fell from mid-air.

Silver still works. At that moment, Hill had the illusion of taming the ferocious big cat.

Next, she helped the frail boy into the car, drove him to the Hong Kong and Heilong subordinate hospital, and went to see (qi) see (qi) him when he was free.

"Mr. Dazai trained me alone today."

"Go on a mission with Mr. Dazai."

The angry Akutagawa Ryunosuke pulled out the needle in his hand, and rushed out of the hospital angrily.

Help me up, and I can continue to serve Mr. Dazai.

The head nurse cried and told her about it. Hill ran to Akutagawa's ward, and when he opened the door, he received a set of familiar Rashomon set meals. When he looked up, Akutagawa changed the patient number given to him by the nurses. Clothes, put back on the black coat.

"If you make trouble like this again, I will definitely tell Yin."

"I told her that not only did your brother go on a mission to risk his life, but he also ate a lot of figs that made his stomach upset, ruining his body."

"...I really should show Mr. Dazai how despicable you are."

"Ha ha."

Yin came back from the mission, and Akutagawa was also discharged from the hospital. Hill turned back and showed Yin the diagnosis.Judging from the ferocity of the Rashomon set meal the next day, Gin should have been nagging him for a long time.

As a young girl, she always thought that black was black and white was white. She hated Akutagawa, and Akutagawa hated her too. She never thought about why she sent the idiot to the hospital, nor why Akutagawa gave her a Hina doll.

...Who made that guy say that he bought too much for Yin when she was moved.

Later, because Mr. Dazai didn’t like her accepting other people’s gifts, she returned them back. Thinking about it now, she still couldn’t help being happy. The orphanage didn’t have a lot of money to buy expensive and beautiful Hinamatsuri dolls. That was the first time she received them. arrive.

She traveled through several worlds, saw a lot of scenery, and met wonderful people, but the past events that happened in this land of Yokohama are not inferior.

Akutagawa looked away.

Taking advantage of his sister's absence, without even telling Higuchi, he went to the supermarket to buy figs.

The last box was thus taken away.

The young man's face turned cold again, and he put his hands in his pockets, planning to blow up the city hall building to calm down.

Then I heard a disgusting voice.

"Miss Hill, look, I found the sticky candy that Jinghua wanted to eat!"

The youth's footsteps stopped.

what?

what?

He suddenly turned around and walked into the shelf, but he didn't see the owner of the voice, only a woman in a white skirt. He walked up and asked coldly, "Did you see a white-haired man who looked stupid?"

He saw her shaking her head blankly, her attitude didn't seem to be fake, and she chased out.

After he left, Hill looked at the "white-haired, stupid man", but Atsushi Nakajima didn't care about this, pointing at himself stupidly, "Can't he see me?"

"I can make you transparent in his eyes."

She also put it a little more tactfully, the normal saying is that she can manipulate people's thinking and change the information sent by the eyes.

That's why Atsushi Nakajima didn't scare him too much. He seemed to be reborn after a catastrophe, and said in fear, "It's such a useful ability, I don't want to fight Akutagawa again."

They met at the cash register, Osamu Dazai glanced at Hill's shopping cart, and took out a small box of figs: "It's not the season to eat it yet, is it?"

Hill took it from his hand and put it back into the shopping cart with a flat expression: "I want to eat."

To be honest, Atsushi Nakajima really didn't understand what's wrong with this sentence. Anyway, Mr. Dazai is like a bottle of Coca-Cola that has been shaken violently, and the gas is starting to bubble.

Back at the detective agency, he put a bag of limited-time specials under his desk, and put the special eggs that Mr. Kunikida asked her to buy on his desk. Before he sat down for a long time, Hill looked at it thoughtfully. Outside the window, he took tea from Ms. Haruno and sent it to the president's office.

"Really? The group offering rewards to our members is coming to visit." Fukuzawa Yukichi was not surprised when he heard that, and took a sip of tea. Dazai sneaked into Hong Kong gangsters to find information and wrote it into the report. He had already read it.

I also know that Dazai and Holmes are actively preparing countermeasures.

"Then, it's time for our foreign liaison officer to take action. We can't let foreign supernatural organizations disrupt the traffic order and park the helicopter on the road. It's not appropriate."

Hill bowed slightly: "Of order."

So the man who sat in the helicopter and visited the detective agency excitedly in the sky suddenly found that his helicopter changed direction and was getting farther and farther away from the destination.

He straightened up and spoke to the man in the driver's seat.

"Hey, Gibb..."

"You can call me Sherlock Holmes, Mr. Fitzgerald. First of all, you are welcome to come to Yokohama as a guest. She is a beautiful seaport city with simple folk customs and abundant talents. Secondly, your helicopter needs a suitable landing pad. You’re welcome, I’m familiar with Yokohama, and you can get to the detective agency by taking a taxi from the apron.”

Francis: "..."

That's a lot of no face-to-face.

Francis' senior secretary and team member Lucy were on the same helicopter. They were a little flustered after hearing this. They were not unprepared. Naturally, they knew that there was a newcomer named Sherlock Holmes in the detective agency. Knowing that they entered the country, there is a sense of danger at a disadvantage.

In comparison, Fransey was much calmer. He leaned down and smiled to hide his sullenness: "You bought Gibson?"

Gibson was the driver, and Hill controlled the body. She skillfully operated the helicopter to land and replied, "Please don't doubt your subordinate's loyalty to you. He has to obey my orders."

The senior secretary, who received the signal from his boss, couldn't sit still. He sat in the co-pilot, pressed his gun against Gibson's waist, and groped with his other hand, but couldn't find a mobile phone that might make a sound. Francis shook his head.

Gibson was opening his mouth when the female voice sounded.

"Don't touch around, please come here, I have prepared black tea."

The sound ended, the plane stopped, and Gibson lay on the dial like a robot with a power cut off.

Francis changed his eyes and asked the secretary to call and take him back.

This dismount is a bit interesting.

Everyone in the detective agency ran to the president's office, and Hill was the only one left in the office area. Mr. Kunikida who hurried over before leaving lifted Mr. Dazai and shook him, and some unremoved bandages were shaken out. Broken listener.

Throwing aside the aggrieved Mr. Dazai, he solemnly stuffed the monitor into the crack of the sofa in the detective society guest area, and said: "Don't worry, we are all listening, if they dare to make trouble in the detective society, everyone will not Make him feel better."

This mother-like care... Hill laughed and nodded.

Francis and his party got out of the elevator and walked into the Armed Detective Agency with the door open. It can be seen that there is an office area inside, but now it is empty.

Turning his head, the blond woman smiled at him from the sofa in the stained-glass partition.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, please come and sit down."

Francis stood still, "Miss Holmes, you have really caused me a little trouble, it's okay, I picked out a new sports car at the dealership, and I can barely see it."

"Congratulations."

"Where is your president?"

"You can talk to me about something."

These words made Fransey laugh, "I want to see your president. This is a conversation between the leaders of the supernatural group. Doesn't Miss Holmes feel that she is not qualified?"

"To see the president, you need to make an appointment. I checked the records, and there is no Francis Fitzgerald's name, so you must first tell me why you came, and I will judge whether this matter needs to be reported to the society. Director, this is the basic procedure, if it is a personal visit to ask to see the president, it is really unreasonable, please understand."

As she spoke, she glanced at the senior secretary standing behind Francis, sweating coldly.

"Could it be said that in North America, if anyone wants to see Mr. Fitzgerald, the secretary will let them in?"

Hard and soft guy.

But Francis, who was choked for a while, was not angry. Instead, he sat opposite Hill with a good temper, and the secretary silently put the suitcase on the table.

"Dear friend, let me introduce myself first, you know? Don't worry, you don't know everything well, you can call me Francis, the leader of the North American Superpower Group, with three enterprise groups and five hotels under his name ,airline……"

"You have a good life, you are proud and confident, you look down on Asian countries, you also don't look down on detective agencies and port mafia, you marry young? You love your wife very much, maybe you have a child, a daughter? Of course It's the daughter, she's studying in London? I'm sorry, she passed away, right? I'm so sorry."

"Is there money in this box? Well, the money you want to acquire a detective agency is not enough. You have three business groups, five hotels, and an airline under your name, and you are not interested in a detective agency in a small port city. I also look down on the members who work here, your purpose, the ability to open a license."

After that, Hill crossed his fingers on his lap.

"You see, I know everything."

Francis: "..."