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The eve of visiting the Armed Detective Agency.

"Do you still have this ability?"

The voice of the black-haired young man appeared distorted after being transmitted through the electric current, and the lowered voice had a unique bewitching voice.

"I can't be sure," Misaka Mikoto said in a rather serious academic tone, explaining all the inferences related to Edogawa Conan's "special ability".

"...All in all, I want to verify this question."

"Is the weirdness that happened around Edogawa Conan caused by an ability that even he himself doesn't know?"

Shokuhou Misaki naturally moved to the screen of the mobile phone that was turned on, and followed Misaka Mikoto's words.

"Sounds interesting," said Osamu Dazai, who always looked excited when facing these things, at least he looked more energetic than when he was working seriously, "If you need my help, of course there is no problem—so, what should I do? "

The ending voice of the black-haired youth rose happily.

Too many things have happened recently, and the past is also chasing after them. Because of the serial murders of people with different abilities, the atmosphere of the Armed Detective Agency is also somewhat depressed.And the news brought by Shokuhou Misaki and Misaka Mikoto...how should I put it?

It doesn't seem correct to use lightness to describe this kind of thing that will inevitably lead to the death of the person concerned, but for Osamu Dazai, the ability to affect the surrounding things is indeed a very interesting ability.

Enough to pass the boring time.

"I understand." Dazai Osamu had a cheerful tone, and then changed his voice, "Speaking of which, Edogawa Conan was the child of the red brick warehouse incident last time, right?"

Misaka Mikoto gave an affirmative answer: "That's right, it's him."

"That's right..." Osamu Dazai nodded thoughtfully.

After "colluding" with Dazai Osamu, before stepping out of the room, Misaka Mikoto held the doorknob seriously.

"Shokuhou, do you think today will be a stable, peaceful day without any accidents?" She asked Shokuhou Misaki.

"...That's really hard to answer." Shokuhou Misaki weighed his words, "Even without Edogawa Conan, every time I come to Yokohama, there will be no peace, right?"

"You're right." Misaka Mikoto nodded heavily, "The multiple accidents and murders in Yokohama are stacked together... I always feel that something difficult will happen again."

Shokuhou Misaki sighed: "Compared with this, life in Academy City seems to be a little more peaceful."

They used to think that Academy City was not as advertised on the surface - "the safest city in the world", this huge technological city was built on the sins and corpses of the dark side.

But happiness really depends on comparison. At least compared with Tokyo and Yokohama, Academy City is already a livable and peaceful city.

"Let's go."

Misaka Mikoto opened the door.

There are actually a lot of people who visited the Armed Detective Agency together—whether it was the children who were clamoring to go from the beginning, the adults who were temporary guardians, and the Kansai detective Hattori Heiji who followed after learning about the incident, and his childhood friend Toto Mountains and leaves.

In short, more than a dozen people went up to the fourth floor through the stairs of the office building.

After the normal greeting session, Edogawa Conan sat down next to Edogawa Ranpo smoothly.

He used "Brother Shinichi, please ask me to ask questions" as an excuse, and talked with Ranpo Edogawa about some knowledge that a first-year elementary school student should never know.

It was probably because Edogawa Conan was too involved, he didn't notice that his hair was being pinched by Osamu Dazai who was sitting beside him.

That's right, Osamu Dazai repeated his old tricks and used the method of verifying "super reasoning" on Edogawa Conan.He sat beside Edogawa Conan, put his elbows on the back of the sofa, and naturally pinched the ends of Edogawa Conan's hair with his fingers.

but--

"what!!!!!"

The sharp and high-pitched scream broke through the limitation of floors, and spread from the second floor to the fourth floor where the Armed Detective Agency was located.

The second he heard the scream, Edogawa Conan jumped off the sofa reflexively, and was the first to rush out of the gate of the Armed Detective Agency.

His reaction speed made everyone in the Armed Detective Agency feel ashamed, and Osamu Dazai even pinched a strand of black hair with his fingertips... There is no doubt that it was Edogawa Conan's hair.

Then the people present realized something, and they all ran down with Edogawa Conan.

Only Shokuhou Misaki, Misaka Mikoto, Dazai Osamu, and Edogawa Ranpo are the only ones who are not in a hurry.

Edogawa Luanpo slowly shoved the potato chips into the safe, and then leisurely went downstairs.

The only three people left stared at each other.

"It seems to have failed." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "That kind of phenomenon is neither a super power nor a supernatural power."

"Is that really a coincidence..." Misaka Mikoto looked shocked.

Shokuhou Misaki breathed out a sigh of relief: "...creatures like detectives are really incomprehensible."

This is something more incomprehensible than superpowers and superpowers... It can only be called the detective effect.

The people from the detective agency all went downstairs, and finally they also went downstairs-the crime scene was officially located in the law firm on the second floor of the same building.

Yosano Akiko, as a doctor, acted as a forensic doctor in this murder case. The three detectives, the Edogawa duo and Hattori Heiji, surrounded the corpse.

Tanizaki Junichiro didn't go in, he stood outside the door shaking his head and sighing: "This murderous place was chosen too poorly."

"Indeed." Atsushi Nakajima nodded silently.

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses: "After all, there is Mr. Ranpo, the prisoner must not be able to escape."

The law firm is just downstairs from the Armed Detective Agency. Should the murderer be said to be unlucky or over-intentioned?There is a detective agency with well-known detectives above its head, but it still dares to commit murder... You know, it doesn't even take a minute to rush from an armed detective agency to a law firm.

This means that the murderer has only one outcome: being caught red-handed.

In fact, the entire process from the sound of screams to solving the case did not take more than 10 minutes. When the police arrived, the murderer had already been defeated by the rigorous reasoning process and had no choice but to admit the crime. The prisoner is gone.

With the blessing of the power of Edogawa Edogawa equal to the quadratic power of Edogawa, this is an unsurprising ending.

……

"It's a pity," Mao Lilan sighed on the way to leave the Armed Detective Agency, "After a good visit, another case happened."

"At least I have witnessed the reasoning ability of that famous detective." Toyama Kazuha said, "That is indeed a very powerful detective—much better than that idiot Heiji."

"I admit that Edogawa Ranpo is stronger than me, but what do you mean by much stronger?" Hattori Heiji turned his head and began to refute, "It's obviously only a little bit stronger!"

Edogawa Conan remained silent.

He always had doubts in his heart - after he had only been in contact with Edogawa Ranpo for more than ten minutes, he suddenly felt a feeling of being seen through.

"Misaka-san—"

The rich, sweet aroma of honey surged from behind, instantly encroaching on Misaka Mikoto's senses.

The blond queen rested her chin on Misaka Mikoto's shoulder, her long golden hair flowing down the curves of her body, and the tips of her hair fell on the back of Misaka Mikoto's hands. The fluffy kitten gently scratched its heart with its meat pad.

"What are you looking at?" Shokuhou Misaki questioned in a dissatisfied voice, while lowering his eyes to see what Misaka Mikoto was doing.

The Queen suddenly fell silent.

Misaka Mikoto is holding a microcomputer, and the title displayed on the screen is a few big bold characters - "Global Social Practice Report".

Shokuhou Misaki inevitably felt guilty.

The pampered queen was spoiled during the cohabitation time. Although at the beginning she provided Misaka Mikoto with the condition of "helping write the report", but after many times, even if she no longer used that excuse to cover up her true thoughts, Misaka Mikoto will also write off her share.

"...get up for me."

Misaka Mikoto reacted the second Shokuhou Misaki pressed her from behind.The girl's back is extremely sensitive, and she straightens subconsciously when she is aroused.

Although I used to feel the softness of those two lumps of useless fat on Shokuhou Misaki's body with the palm of my hand, when these useless fats were tightly attached to her back, the softness that was hard to ignore immediately made Misaka Mikoto feel the softness all over her body. I feel uncomfortable.

"Is Misaka-san shy?"

Shokuhou Misaki is a bad-hearted person, she smiled and put her lips next to Misaka Mikoto's ear, not at all intending to follow her words.

Although autumn has officially entered, and even Tokiwadai Middle School in Academy City has changed into autumn uniforms, but in the warm room, Shokuhou Misaki is still wearing a high-grade silk suspender nightdress after washing.

The bust of the suspender nightdress is a low V-neck that is too much for a junior high school student.

This is obviously a bit irritating to Misaka Mikoto, who wears conservative long-sleeved pajamas and pajamas even in summer. Although visually, she has long been accustomed to the almost identical clothing taste of Shokuhou Misaki and Shirai Kuroko, it does not mean that she can wear it in The two remained calm after close contact.

In particular, Shokuhou Misaki deliberately teased and blew lightly next to her ear, and the warm breath stimulated Misaka Mikoto's ears to immediately become bloodshot and red.

"It's enough to stop making fun of this kind of thing!"

Misaka Mikoto threw the microcomputer on the bed, turned around and grabbed Shokuhou Misaki's wrist—the force of the trend made her fall in the direction of Shokuhou Misaki.

Misaka Mikoto's knees were pressed against Shokuhou Misaki's cock, and the skirt of the nightdress, which had no room to spare, rolled up due to the falling action, barely covering the thighs, and the low-V collar had no load-bearing capacity .

Shokuhou Misaki's wrist was held by Misaka Mikoto and pressed on the sofa, her long golden hair was laid on the soft carpet, shining brightly under the warm orange light.

If this is in a city where crabapple flowers bloom, or in an adult book marked 18X, the appearance of such a bridge often represents the occurrence of restricted content.

Misaka Mikoto opened her mouth to say something, but her blushing face suddenly became calmer.

She stared into Shokuhou Misaki's eyes.

"Do you feel... It suddenly became very quiet outside?"