The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

"That's how it is."

Picking a random reason and prevaricating, Osamu Dazai would not be so stupid as to say the stupid thing about his drunkenness, not to mention that it was so embarrassing.

Fortunately, Ango Sakaguchi is not a talkative person, although he could hear the perfunctory in his tone, he didn't ask further.

On the contrary, Dazai Osamu suddenly remembered something, and approached Ango Sakaguchi with great interest.

"Ango, speaking of which, has the Intelligence Department received any new information recently?"

"New information?" Ango Sakaguchi glanced at him suspiciously. Dazai Osamu had never talked to him about work before, so why was it uncharacteristically this time, "Is it about a hostile organization?"

"No, for example, the incident about the bizarre death, or someone witnessed some strange scenes?" Osamu Dazai smiled: "It has nothing to do with the organization, but you in the intelligence department may pay attention to such things."

"This..." Ango Sakaguchi pondered for a while, then shook his head, "There is no such sighting information."

"Is that so." Osamu Dazai rested his cheek in regret, tapped his fingers on the bar counter rhythmically, and suddenly mentioned, "Then, is there any news about a golden cup in the world recently?"

That's right, what Osamu Dazai wanted to inquire about was actually information about the Holy Grail War and other servants of the Heroic Spirits.

It stands to reason that with Enkidu's perception ability, he can instantly perceive the servants of a city, but almost half a month has passed, and Enkidu still has no information about this.

Being passively beaten is not Dazai Osamu's favorite method. He wants to take the initiative to attack, and the fastest way to get information is the intelligence department of Hong Kong gangsters.

It's a pity that the result made him happy in vain.

Since the servants can't be found, it is almost impossible to obtain information about the Holy Grail that can only be obtained by eliminating the servants.

Osamu Dazai just asked casually, and he didn't report much hope in the first place.

However, upon hearing this, Ango Sakaguchi was stunned for a moment, quickly opened the phone, and clicked on a webpage: "The cup you mentioned, do you mean this?"

Seeing the cup in the picture that looked exactly like the Holy Grail in both shape and color, Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes wide.

After reading up, I found that this cup was recently excavated from a monument near the Euphrates River. Even after thousands of years of wind and frost, the body of the cup is still golden and beautiful.

It is worth noting that there are unique characters engraved near the cup. I don’t know the name of this character for the time being. It seems to be an ancient container for wine.

The more he looked down, the more Osamu Dazai felt that this was the Holy Grail that Enkidu was thinking about, but there was one thing that was very strange. The Holy Grail was obviously a wish-fulfilling machine that automatically appeared when there was only one servant left. Or was it unearthed from the ground?

"Ango, lend me your phone." No more hesitation, Osamu Dazai took Ango Sakaguchi's phone and ran outside in a hurry, not even paying attention to Ango Sakaguchi's call.

When he came outside the bar, Osamu Dazai looked around at the deserted streets, walked forward casually, and called out, "Enkidu?"

"Master." From a thick enough tree near the bar, came a familiar and gentle voice, like a breeze that could calm people's anxiety.

Osamu Dazai stopped and looked up at the top of the tree.

The figure sitting among the layers of leaves just looked down at him and smiled at him gently.

"Why are you sitting at such a high place?" Dazai Osamu walked over to him and casually spoke.

In fact, in his dreams, Enkidu spends most of his time sitting in a tree, looking up at the stars, which seems to be a habit for him to spend his solitude.

"You can see the stars here, and the scenery is beautiful." Enkidu gave him an answer as expected, and then, with a slight flick of his high ponytail, Enkidu jumped onto the ground with ease, just in time. Falling beside Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai quickly handed over the mobile phone in his hand, and showed him the information on the mobile phone, and after Enkidu looked at it carefully, he also solemnly admitted: "It really looks like the Holy Grail, but I haven't seen the real thing, so I can't easily Judge."

"And the appearance of the Holy Grail is very strange. Something seems to have happened."

Enkidu glanced subconsciously at the words above, and was stunned for a moment at the words Mesopotamia Plains.

There seemed to be a flash of light in his system for an instant, but the speed was too fast to catch it.

"Then just take a look with your own eyes and you'll know if it's the Holy Grail, right?" Osamu Dazai was still seriously analyzing the matter of the Holy Grail, so Enkidu followed suit and nodded.

"It's pretty simple that way."

The corners of Dazai Osamu's lips curled into a sly arc. Coincidentally, there was a bad old man from the Suzuki chaebol in Tokyo who had too much money to spend, so he bought this holy grail and some other jewelry at a high price. An exhibition at the Tokyo Museum on Sunday.

Even more coincidentally, Kidd, the famous phantom thief, took a fancy to a sapphire in the museum this time, and specially issued a notice to steal it before [-] o'clock on Sunday night.

What's even more coincidental is that in this exhibition hall, this gem and this holy grail are displayed together.

It's just God helping me.

If he hadn't stolen the Holy Grail and successfully blamed Kaito Kidd, he would be too sorry for this god-given opportunity.

"Let's go to Tokyo for a trip this Sunday." Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and a look of narrowness flashed in his eyes, "By the way, we will watch the scene where Kaitou Kidd is stealing."

Enki tilted his head without knowing why, looked at the snickering look of the Master, and asked bluntly: "Does the Master want to deceive people again?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, firmly refusing to admit it: "I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Enkidu tapped his lips through the void with his fingertips: "But you are laughing."

"who said it."

Just as Enkidu wanted to point out that he was lying, he heard Osamu Dazai explain seriously, "I'm laughing openly, not secretly."

...So you are just thinking about how to cheat people?

Enkidu shook his head helplessly, and gave up the psychological correction of the Master.

The sun is good on the weekend, just right for going out.

It was rare for Osamu Dazai to wake up early during the holiday, and when he opened the door, he saw Enkidu waiting at the door without accident.

At this moment, Enkidu was rarely wearing a set of casual clothes, which consisted of a white T-shirt, a green loose coat, and a pair of skinny jeans underneath.

He still wears a high ponytail, such a youthful attire, everyone looks full of youthful vigor, similar to a high school student.

"Not bad." Seeing that he obeyed his order and put on the clothes he specially bought yesterday, Osamu Dazai felt relieved that a silly child who knew nothing about taste suddenly became famous, "It suits you very well."

Enkidu just smiled slightly at his praise, without any big reaction.

However, he took a closer look at the casual outfit that Osamu Dazai was wearing at the moment, and smiled brightly: "Master too."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Very suitable for me?"

He was wearing the same bulky T-shirt, hiding his pale complexion and slightly thin frame, and his lower body was also in jeans, which was very similar to Enkidu's attire.

It's just that the two are black and white, and the colors are completely opposite.

"In the past, the master's dress was very mature." Enkidu stretched out his hand with a smile, and helped the messy curly hair beside his ear, "but you are a young child. Smile more, and be with your peers." I think it's a very good choice to dress up like a young child."

"Child." Osamu Dazai couldn't help but sneered, that is to say, Enki, who lived thousands of years ago, is qualified to say that about him. In the eyes of everyone around him, he is just a child wearing a child's skin monsters, monsters that make them fear.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly got tired of this kind of topic, so he decisively changed the subject: "It only takes half an hour from Yokohama to Tokyo by Shinkansen, but there is no way to buy your ticket, or you will turn into a spirit child to stay Invisibility, or you come to think of a way."

Enkidu held his chin and pondered for a while, then suggested: "I can hold Master and fly over tall buildings from the air. If I walk in a straight line, the speed is faster than the Shinkansen."

"...Hug?" Osamu Dazai's eyelids twitched, feeling bad, "How to hug?"

Only then did Enkidu realize that his master was resisting such a posture, and immediately changed his words: "Carry. I can carry you to Tokyo."

"........."

Thinking of the tragic black history that was carried on Enkidu's shoulders after being drunk that day, and finally vomited all over the place unintentionally, Osamu Dazai shook his head quickly, not wanting to remember it again.

"I choose the Shinkansen."

So, seemingly traveling alone, Osamu Dazai embarked on a lonely journey under the watchful eye of the invisible Enkidu.

Strange to say, although he couldn't see Enkidu's figure, he could feel the other party's breath, and he didn't need to confirm Dazai Osamu to know that Enkidu must be by his side and never left him for a moment.

Dazai Osamu didn't know whether this was the special bond between the master and the servant, or the tacit understanding he had gradually cultivated with Enkidu.

All he knew was that he didn't hate feeling like this.

After arriving in Tokyo, Enkidu was lifted from the spirit son.

However, they did not go directly to the museum. Instead, it was more like a real sightseeing. They walked to the lively places while admiring, and occasionally bought some snacks on the street.

Because Enkidu's appearance was so eye-catching, Osamu Dazai even bought a hat for him to wear, so that it didn't cause the bad consequences of everyone on the street paying attention to them.

Finally, they arrived at the Tokyo Museum around three o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, the flow of people in the museum was slightly less, so that Enkidu could sense the special atmosphere more clearly outside the museum.

After silently distinguishing each other for a few seconds, Enkidu shook his head at Osamu Dazai.

"Is there no smell of servants here?" Dazai Osamu was very puzzled, "It stands to reason that the masters who saw the news should all choose to come here today... Could it be that they are hiding?"

"It's possible, but my perception ability has always been excellent. Even if I'm hiding, I can still detect violations at such a close distance." Enkidu said calmly, even though he was praising his ability, he never showed complacency This is quite different from the king of Uruk.

"Anyway, let's go in first and see if the Holy Grail is real or not." Osamu Dazai decided so, and walked into the museum with Enkidu.

The two of them were only looking for the aura of the servants, but they didn't find a pupil nicknamed Death God sneaking into the museum quietly.

I don't know which unfortunate person nearby will die tonight?

Of course, the Shinigami elementary school student didn't know how powerful his instant death effect was. He just felt that there were more murders around him, and he never brought in unscientific thoughts.

Today, the elementary school student named Conan came to the museum together with his caretakers Moori Kogoro and Mouri Ran. It seems that he wants to browse the antiques, but in fact he wants to catch the strange thief Kidd who will appear here tonight.

As soon as I entered the museum, I could see that there were policemen standing all around, especially the room of the sapphire that was predicted, and the policemen surrounded it almost completely.

Conan didn't care about admiring the gems, and hurriedly ran in all directions, looking around at the distribution of guards and their placement, etc.

Because he was too serious, he had no idea that he bumped into someone inadvertently.

With a bang, the huge reaction force made him fall to the ground.

Conan was startled.

In fact, Detective Conan's sensitivity is extraordinary. He can instantly be alert to someone's peeping from a few meters away, as if he had been equipped with a radar.

So even when he was distracted and ran around, he never bumped into anyone.

But this time was different. The person he bumped into was almost breathless, and his footsteps were as light as a cat's. If he hadn't seen the outline of the figure in front of him clearly, Conan would have thought he had accidentally bumped into a pillar.

"Feel sorry."

Before Conan apologized politely, the person opposite had already apologized in advance, with a gentle and pleasant voice, like the warm wind in spring.

After that, the man gradually squatted down, stroked his forehead with his warm palm, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's my fault that I bumped into you." Conan imitated the tone of a child, raised his head pitifully, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

However, when he met the eyes of the person in front of him, he couldn't help holding his breath.

There is no way, because the person in front of me is so beautiful.

No matter how beautiful words are used, it is impossible to describe his beauty.

The broken hair on the front of the forehead lightly swept over the pair of green eyes, and the beautiful boy smiled, with a high ponytail hanging down from his chest, and a few strands swept across Conan's cheek.

Itchy, even the heart seemed to be swept by a feather.

"what happened?"

The strange voice from the side brought Conan back to his senses, and he took a deep breath.

Just now I felt as if my soul was going to be taken away in an instant, this person's appearance was really terrifying.

With lingering fear in his heart, he secretly looked forward, and found that a black-haired boy had come to this place, and patted the shoulder of the beautiful boy very affectionately. The beautiful boy's face remained unchanged, and he explained something to him in a low voice.

Hearing this, the black-haired boy gave Conan a condescending look. Compared with the stunning beauty of the green-haired boy, his eyes looked more like crawling out of a quagmire, containing a thick darkness.

For a moment, Conan's hairs stood on end, and he was absolutely on guard.

Looking carefully, the boy's eye was wrapped with a bandage, his skin was morbidly pale, and the smile on the corner of his lips exuded a taste of conspiracy.

In short, it looks like a dangerous element!

Conan, who was full of sense of justice, was suddenly shocked, and he smelled a dangerous breath keenly.