get out of my yokohama

The camouflage was completely seen through, and it would be meaningless if the acting continued, but Mori Ogai was obviously not an ordinary person, he was nonchalant, and asked what the plot of the world in the book was like.

"What do we do next?"

He even pretended not to understand anything.

Hill didn't bother to expose him. It didn't matter if he pretended or not. Rua rubbed the raccoon on his leg and pondered for a moment: "The mystery novel was written by the author after all. As long as you understand his malice, half of the reasoning is completed."

"This author has a wealth of knowledge and is also a great detective. He has probably solved the case five years ago. As for the murderer who escaped every day, he was placed among the five people. Isn't he The characters in the book, like you and me, were introduced into the book by supernatural powers."

"Passive, unaware. After entering, the author added a few settings for him. There are detectives in the villa who investigated the case five years ago. As long as they are not found, they can go out."

Detective Ma: "It means that the real murderer will find himself as an NPC. No matter what method he uses to hold back his past self, if the case does not happen, there will be no murderer."

Hill: "The author also added a few special characters, and what do you think their conditions for leaving the book will be?"

White Horse Detective:

It's really hard to say.

outside the book.

Following their actions and dialogues, lines of words appeared on the blank pages of the book. Poe propped his chin up and smiled with his lips curled up.

In addition to the villa NPC, he added six additional colors, the detective white horse detective, the murderer, the fugitive murderer who challenged the profiler, the notorious killer, and two ordinary people.

Hill is the target, and the head of the port mafia is an accident, but also a target.

Let him see what she can do.

A moment later, the expression full of darkness on his face froze, and his whole body collapsed. ..., his raccoon.

Edgar Allan Poe stayed alone in the hotel room for a long time, until the sun went down, and the case assigned to the protagonist had not been solved. ...Because the murder case never happened, within one meal, she distinguished the ordinary people he added from the murderer, and the remaining one was naturally the murderer of the old case.

She already holds the key to leave the book.

However, just when she was about to reveal the truth, a wonderful plot that even Poe didn't expect appeared.

The leader of the port hand party who entered by accident knocked out the white horse detective, and at the same time threw a scalpel at Hill, and shot her directly after she dodged, Hill dodged again as if he had expected it, calmly .

"I've been on guard against you for a long time."

Mori Ogai smiled: "Are you prepared? What a surprise."

Hill: "The combination attacked me first, and you are wondering if I have some hole cards that the combination is afraid of. Since the combination is afraid, the port mafia has to be cautious. The reason why they didn't do it when they entered the book, It’s because you still need me to catch the murderer, now that the good guy and the bad guy are already clear, you don’t need me anymore, and you can’t use the power in the book, so you choose to do it at this time.” It’s still the same as before ah.

Mori Ogai applauded: "It sounds like you know me well.".

"Ogai Mori, the head of the port mafia, is like a thunderbolt."

"If I remember correctly, my photos will not be posted everywhere," Mori Ogai said meaningfully, "Where did you see me?

Hill:

"I don't need to answer you, I naturally have my intelligence channels."

Mori Ogai: "Since that's the case, did your intelligence channel tell you that without supernatural powers, what are your chances of winning against me?

"I hate violence. Hitting and being beaten are not options for me. If I have to say it, I fight with my brain."

Hill's expression was calm, and Mori Ogai found that no matter whether she was introduced into the book or he suddenly attacked her, she remained the same without any change. This attitude of knowing everything in his chest reminded him of a person.

"You're going to outwit me?"

The B&B restaurant is an old Japanese style, everyone has a separate wooden table, and now they are all lying on the table and sleeping soundly. Before the meal, Hill sneaked in and put the sleeping pills taken by the hostess on the vegetables, with evil intentions The person who heard her reasoning was about to violently hurt others, but Yao Jin came up and fell asleep directly. In addition, Tan Baima was knocked out by Mori Ogai, and the two of them were the only ones standing.

"I didn't eat food mixed with medicine." He was very curious, how she beat him with her mind.

"The police chief is the highest rank in the Japanese police circle, and Detective Baima is his only son. You can't kill him. If someone investigates it, you will be in big trouble. This is the flaw."

Mori Ogai hurriedly looked for the figure of Baima Tan, and sure enough, his figure was gone on the ground, the strong light burst out instantly, Mori Ogai turned his eyes away: "Flash | light [bomb.

The light dissipated, and the two disappeared, not even a raccoon left for him.

Mori Ogai was not annoyed either, he smiled and thought, what the hell are you planning? Dazai-kun.

Hill locked the door and turned around.

The window was open, and the cold wind swept snowflakes into the room. The Kaitou Kidd stood by the window with his cloak raised. The little raccoon tried to climb onto his shoulders, but failed to get on the top hat.

"Close it, it's freezing."

"Oh, sorry." Phantom Thief Kidd stopped being handsome, and closed the window quickly and gracefully.

"When did you know that I was not a white horse detective?" He put his hands in his pockets, stood in front of her and lowered his head slightly, his blue eyes were clear and warm.

"The white horse's detection time is accurate to the second, it has always been like this, and he won't carry as many magic tools as you do."

"Sounds like...you've seen him?

"Although I have been studying in the UK, there are more than [-] cases solved in Japan. I often read newspapers around the world, so I naturally understand

, The style of handling cases is accustomed to mantras, knowing these is no different from seeing them with one's own eyes.

Kaito Kid touched his chin:

"So Kudo Shinichi Hattori Heiji and this... Okay. I see."

"It's my turn, why are you here?"

"Is there a reason?" He looked out of the snowy window. "A friend has a deep connection with this case. If it is to be solved, at least I will be there and tell him."

"In case I can't solve the case, you won't be able to get out." "There is no such case, is there?"

..that's right.

"We're not going to be in the same place when we go out are we?"

"Theoretically speaking, wherever you go in, you will be there when you go out. If I'm not wrong, what I touched is a book, and yours is a page, right?"

"That's the reason, Miss Profiler, are the flowers okay?" "It's dead, I'm not very good at taking care of flowers."

"Then there is no way," he flipped his palm, and a white rose appeared in front of Hill, "I hope she can stay with you for a long time."

She hesitated - next, and took it: "Why give me flowers...

As soon as the words fell, Kidd, the big phantom thief, disappeared again, and he closed the window thoughtfully to prevent the cold wind from seeping in.

Hill stayed in place for a while, reached out and fiddled with the rose petals, and took out a small golden pearl from inside.

Looking down, there was a piece of paper on the ground.

Letter to:

Oh new magic.

Kidd, the strange thief who occasionally went to the beach to open clams.

As always, the Q-version head portrait of the strange thief is drawn at the end, which makes people smile knowingly.That elegant, considerate and slightly humorous young man in white.

Maybe it's because the price of flowers is not high. She has no special reason and is determined not to accept other people's gifts. In addition, she has already received it twice this time. Mr. Zhongyuan's one is too expensive, but if this is the case, she will return gifts of the same price. rise.

what?

Maybe it was Mr. Phantom Thief, or maybe it was Mori Ogai who said the name of the real murderer, triggering the condition of leaving the book. During this time, Hill has been thinking about the question of returning the gift.

The moment she opened her eyes, she launched a telepathic attack on Mori Ogai.

The man is too cunning to leave her for a moment in the book, so she can't tell Mr. Phantom Thief of her plan, but thanks to the unique communication skills of Red Herring and the White Queen, everything goes smoothly.

She watched him fall, without even having time to use the power, turned around, and if she guessed correctly, the owner of the book would be waiting for her.

When he saw the man clearly, Hill was stunned.

The little raccoon jumped on top of his head two or three times, and Poe sat on the sofa, maintaining the high-end style of the mastermind behind the scenes, watching the whole process of Mori Ogai's fall, and said: "The so-called fighting with the brain is Is that the case?"

"The mind is the sexiest sex of an adult, don't you think so?" Hill stared straight at him.

In the beginning, Yuan Lunpo was able to hold on, but later his introverted and shy character was fully exposed, and he retreated steadily under her straightforward eyes.

"Since you won, take the things away.

He turned away in a bit of embarrassment and did not meet her eyes. He had a sealed brown paper bag in his hand, which belonged to one of Francis' success secrets: it is easier to see through people's actions when conditions are given.

Hill walked over, took the brown paper bag away, and grabbed the wrist he wanted to retract.

"What are you doing?" He immediately stood up, obviously taller than Hill, but seemed to be in a weak position, like a raccoon with its hair blown.

"A little... think about the past."

Thinking of her favorite type when she was a girl, her hair is a little curly, her eyes can't be seen, her temperament is deep and unpredictable.

"Sorry, sorry."

Hill let go of her hand. She was holding the flowers and the brown paper bag. When she said this, she lowered her head and adjusted her movements. Poe, who was not being looked directly at, had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You're the only one here, are you so sure that I won't take you along after I get the information?"

Yuan Lunpo: "The backup of the combination is nearby."

At this time, there was a beep sound of the combination lock being unlocked at the door.

"The backup may not be able to come."

Osamu Dazai walked in, followed by Junichiro Tanizaki, he didn't even glance at the fainted old boss on the ground, and said to Hill: Ah, Hill, it's good to see you're fine.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes moved down, the white rose was reflected in his kite eyes, the smile on his lips was restrained, the man beside Hill touched his wrist uncomfortably, and there were wrinkles on his cuffs.

Edgar Allan Poe alerted: "..."

Murderous.