get out of my yokohama

The air became oppressive in an instant, Junichiro Tanizaki noticed it, and so did Hill, but the former smelled the sour smell permeating the surroundings, and Hill only knew that Mr. Dazai's mood had deteriorated.

As for why... She didn't guess what Mr. Dazai was thinking.

"Hill..."

The plaintive voice made her go numb, and she called tentatively, "Mr. Dazai?"

"Everyone is very worried about Hill, he can't eat and sleep well, and he looks for you every minute and every second."

Tanizaki Junichiro glanced at Osamu Dazai: "..."

They all have confidence in Ms. Hill, and that confidence is second only to Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Dazai. If Mr. Ranpo disappears, they will look for him, but it is to pick up Mr. Ranpo who solved the incident and go home. And Mr. Dazai is gone, so there is no need to look for him, no one can cheat Mr. Dazai.

So I can't eat, I can't sleep or anything... It doesn't have to be the case.

Osamu Dazai's accusation is not over: "As a result, you not only accepted other people's flowers, but also flirted with the enemy."

Poe whispered: "I didn't pull her."

As a result, no one gave him even half a look except Tanizaki.

The enemy's chief planner also has no face at all.

Hill believed Dazai Osamu's words, and she whispered, "I'm sorry, I should solve the case as soon as possible and return to the detective agency."

"that's it?"

"Uh... I got the information on the mouse, can I take the credit for it?"

"Kunikida-kun is still yelling that it is not written in the reservation form that Hill will be taken away. You know that Kunikida-kun hates the plan being disrupted."

"Here, I can help him buy specials a few more times."

"What about me? What about my compensation?"

His kite eyes stared at her deeply, and there was an expectation in his eyes that he didn't realize.

Hill was half a beat behind, frowning slightly, he should give some compensation for causing trouble to others.

"Dazai-kun, what do you want?"

Hmm... Did the incident develop like this?Tanizaki couldn't help holding his breath.

"What are you going to ask Hill to do? What? What?" He dragged his voice and did not answer, which made Hill feel uneasy.

At this moment, there was a sudden shout from outside the window. Hill's expression changed slightly, and he ran away with flowers and kraft paper bags, dragging Edgar Allan Poe, who was acting as a mural, as soon as the door opened and closed, the two disappeared. At the same time, a figure Break through the window.

"Hey Dazai! Hold back the team and do as you say, leader..."

"Isn't it right there?" Osamu Dazai said lightly, and stepped aside, allowing him to see Mori Ogai on the ground, "The dwarf is the dwarf, you can't even see it."

Now that the leader was unconscious, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't have time to pay attention to him. He tried to breathe first, but after calling twice to no avail, he said in a bad tone, "Dazai, what's going on, leader?"

"Isn't it too much? Doubt me casually. Obviously this is a good thing the group did. Mr. Mori was like this when I arrived."

Exaggerated voice, frivolous attitude, Zhong Yuan looked him up and down, knowing in his heart that the words were not small, so he changed the subject and asked another matter.

"Why did you tell me the news that the leader was kidnapped by the group? The group really hurt the leader. Are you happy to see that happen?"

"It's too much to say I'm happy to see what happens. At most, I will put a few more fireworks in Zhongye's garage."

"Don't take that kind of thing for granted you bastard!"

After Shuanghei's daily quarrel, the problems that should be there cannot be avoided.

Osamu Dazai: "If you want to talk about the reason, of course there are members on our side who were unlucky enough to be recruited together."

As he spoke, he glanced at Tanizaki Junichiro, and Nakahara Nakahara followed him, and Tanizaki who suddenly became the focus of attention: "???"

"You guys also have companions you want to save?" Nakahara Chuya was still a little bit unbelievable.

"Okay, okay, don't you take Mr. Mori to the hospital?"

Listening to their conversation, Tanizaki vaguely understood that Mr. Dazai seemed unwilling to know about Ms. Hill from the Hong Kong black cadre opposite him.

Outside.

Edgar Allan Poe stroked his wrist uncomfortably, trying to sneak away while she was paying attention to the situation in the house, and suddenly heard her words.

"Aren't you going back with me to meet Mr. Ranpo?"

He turned around in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Because you write mystery novels. Isn't the author of mystery novels willing to fight wits with readers and see the expressions on readers' guesses when the truth is revealed? Naturally, you want to challenge the best detective in the world. "

Others could clearly see his own thoughts, and Poe felt embarrassed by this conclusion, lowered his eyes and stared at his feet, and made some mental preparations before raising his head again.

"Look, my story, Mr. Ranpo, can you..."

"Yes."

It was expected, but Edgar Allan Poe was still a little unconvinced: "That is a story we have been preparing for six years."

"What's your name?"

"How do you ask that? Well, Poe, my name."

"Mr. Poe, what do you think of me?"

"It's pretty good..." he whispered.

"Compared to solving crimes, I'm better at looking at people. After all, the murderer is a person. Occasionally, I can't find the murder weapon, and I also lack evidence to catch the murderer. The only way I can do it is to fish and catch the stolen goods."

"Mr. Ranpo is different, he can see all the truth."

After talking a lot, Edgar Allan Poe understood that she was also a mess, and a sense of recognition instantly rose in his heart.

"In the final analysis, as long as the author describes the original appearance of the case in the mystery novel, Mr. Ranpo can connect the cause, process and result. Unless you set up a trap to deliberately conceal the clues, then it is not an original reasoning. I can think of it. Mr. Ayu can do it too. In a sense, the 26-year-old Mr. Ranpo has the face of a 16-year-old and the mind of a 6-year-old, but he is the sexiest person."

Recalling her statement that the mind is the highest sex appeal of an adult, Poe nodded in agreement.

So, they are all so like-minded...

"Add a contact information?"

"Uh-huh."

The raccoon squatted on top of Edgar Allan Poe, watching the whole process of her tricking her master, hating iron for being weak.

Hill held his mobile phone and smiled, suddenly a chill came from the back of his head, when the door opened, Osamu Dazai looked sad, and there was a materialized grievance behind him.

"Sil-"

"..." Mr. Dazai, don't be like this, I'm cold.

"I died a lot of brain cells to help you deal with the vicious mafia cadres, but you are here asking for a man's phone number."

Hill: "..."

atrocious?

She just wanted a contact information. Hill felt that there was no need to report to Mr. Dazai. In fact, Mr. Dazai did help her hide Mr. Nakahara and brought Mr. Tanizaki. This is a favor that needs to be returned.

So I could only bite the bullet and say, "What do you say?"

Osamu Dazai held up two fingers: "This and compensation are two different things."

She gave up the treatment: "According to what you said."

Mr. Dazai's request must be very anti-human, and there is nothing terrible about it, anyway, there is nothing she can't do.

Tanizaki, who almost foresaw that Ms. Hill signed a bunch of power and humiliation clauses, showed an unbearable expression. He and his sister had discussed before that Ms. Hill's IQ dropped sharply when she met Mr. Dazai, and she might be teased by Mr. Dazai.

But today I'm going to change my mind again

Mr. Dazai obviously opened a vat of old-fashioned sauerkraut, and even he could feel the sour smell. Miss Hill, who is profiled as a housekeeper, turned a blind eye. It can be seen that she didn't understand Mr. Dazai's intentions at all.

Think about it, if he offends Zhimei, Zhimei will punish him if he knows that he is wrong, and if he doesn't even know where the mistake is, Zhimei may not even be able to coax him back.

These two people don't know who to worry about.

Back to the detective agency.

Seeing Mr. Kunikida who entered the sage mode for some reason and Mr. Ranpo who was sleeping soundly on the table, just sitting on the chair, a heart-piercing scream resounded through the entire building, and she almost jumped out of it. fell off the chair.

"Is that Arden?"

hurt?Receive treatment with Dr. Yosano.

Tanizaki shuddered, apparently recalling some psychological shadow that could be engraved in his bone marrow, and his whole body was not well.

"It's so noisy, and I'm still dreaming of eating octopus balls." Edogawa moved in disorder, his face was still pressed against his arms, and he didn't bother to lift it up. worry."

Hill: "Sorry."

Edogawa Ranpo hasn't woken up yet, and his voice is lazy and sleepy: "No need, no need, after all, my super reasoning is the best ability in the world, and it should be relied on by others."

Hill took out a glass. Once she bought two and got one free at the supermarket, she and Jinghua split the purchase. This is the one given as a gift. She never took it away. She took the water and put the white rose in it.

After finishing, he raised his eyes and stared at Edogawa Ranpo.

"Look what I do?"

"See if Mr. Ranpo is drooling in his sleep."

"A famous detective can't drool!" Even though he said that, he subconsciously touched his mouth with his hand. After doing this, he realized that this was a trap, so he simply lay down on the table and ignored people.

Tanizaki is helpless, these two really like to attack each other, obviously in the city police and even the Kanagawa police station, Mr. Detective and Ms. Analysis have a very good reputation.

After receiving the treatment, Atsushi Nakajima wandered in and sat down in his seat as if his soul had come out of his body. He was surprised when he saw a certain figure, and he was really happy.

"Miss Hill, great, you are safe and sound."

"Thank you."

Even so, she didn't see Jinghua, she looked at Adun's happy face, and felt guilty in her heart, he was worried, right?But she can't tell Mr. Dazai's plan, that is Kyoka's entrance test, and she can only be regarded as a member of the detective agency after passing the customs.

"Sill, you are back, are you injured?" Yu Xie Ye walked in with his wrists moving, looked at her seriously, and put on a disappointed look, "What, there is no injury at all, I still want to dissect her anatomy."

"I will grant your wish next time."

She waved her hand, disapprovingly: "Next time, next time, always say that, like a scumbag."

She said so, but she was really relieved in her heart. Her friend was not hurt, and there would be nothing better than this.

Osamu Dazai, who was thinking hard to ask Hill to compensate for the dead brain cells, lit a light bulb on his forehead.

"Hir Hill, I thought of it!"

"Dazai-kun?"

"The compensation I want is that I want a hundred more compensations!"

"..."