The Feasibility of Opening a Tivat Detective Agency in Tokyo [Sogenshin]

Toru Amuro ate a meal surrounded by the crowd with a dazed expression on his face.

So is there any point in this cooking competition?The blond man was lost in thought.

After eating and drinking for a while, the blond girl stood up suddenly: "Let's see Teacher Abedo off!"

"Ah, no, no, Ying means to send away Teacher Abedo..." Paimeng, who was floating in the air, hurriedly explained, "It's not right, it's not sending away, it's sending..."

"Ah! I see!" Paimon was about to speak out his judgment.

"Akutagawa..." Coral Palace Shinkai smiled and called out Akutagawa Ryunosuke's name.

Several cloth strips evolved from Rashomon ejected, and they entangled Paimon tightly.

"Woooo!" Paimon protested as he looked at the smiling pink-haired girl.

"Akutagawa, bring your sister and Paimon back to the detective agency first..." Coral Palace Xinhai told the Akutagawa brothers and sisters, and warned the little white creature, "If you make any more noise, you will be stewed and drink soup..."

"If you can't speak, you don't have to say it, right?" The smile in Shao Meiyan's eyes was gentle, but Paimon shivered.

It nodded: "Woo!"

"Then I wish Mr. Abedo a smooth journey." Finally someone said a normal blessing.

Although the blessed Abedo himself didn't care, what did these people say have anything to do with him?

Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with the experiment.

"Well, thank you all." The young man with light blond hair responded lightly, and he stood up and nodded to everyone.

He just wants to go to Yokohama to solve the commission quickly, and then rush back to find the president to approve funds to build a laboratory.

If he hadn't heard that the entrustment bonus was very generous, he would not have agreed to go.

He still remembered the earnest words that his other account said in front of him.

[Ying: You have to be considerate of the detective agency!We don't have the money to build a laboratory, why don't you figure out a way to build one yourself? 】

【Ying: The client gave me a lot of money. After success, our detective agency will have money. 】

【Ying: Maybe we can build a laboratory by then. 】

He only believed in one of these three sentences - the client gave a lot of money.

Otherwise, the president wouldn't rush him to go to Yokohama.

……

The man in the long white trench coat held a map of Yokohama kindly provided by the president, and studied it carefully with an attitude of studying the unknown.

Find the right location and walk to the destination.

The black suit who was hiding in the dark took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to his superiors.

[Eye 01: I found the target, I have already left the waiting hall, I should go to take a taxi, car number 01 is ready. 】

Abedo was walking on the street with a map in his hand. A taxi slowed down beside him, and the windows were slowly lowered.

"Does the young man take a car?" It was a kind-hearted middle-aged uncle who spoke to him, and his tone was no different from that of ordinary citizens.

From the surface, it is impossible to tell that he is a member of the port mafia. The only suspicious thing is that in Yokohama, where the leading war has just ended, is there really such an enthusiastic and kind person?

"Don't sit down..." Abedo has always been like this with strangers. If he has time to talk to a boring person, he might as well go back to the laboratory.

Oh, he doesn't have a laboratory now, that's okay.

"It's very cheap, and I'm doing it for my living too, alas—" Che 01 started his miserable plan.

According to the information given above, the cases solved by this detective agency tend to be sympathetic to the victims. It is a very principled detective agency, and its kindness is also well-known in the Tokyo area.

"How cheap is it, and what are your advantages over other taxis in this area?" The voice of the light-blond young man was still calm.

However, Che 01 saw hope in his words. He said a lot, focusing on describing how miserable he was and the economic downturn in Yokohama.

But the young man with light blond hair still didn't intend to take the car. He frowned and thought, what about the research topic of mutual promotion of Yokohama's economic development and alchemy? Can I get start-up funds from the agency...

"So... are you taking a car?" Abedo's silence made the driver uncle subconsciously use honorifics, and he sold himself so hard.

Not so, isn't it said that the people in the Tivat Detective Agency are very kind?Could it be that the people from the intelligence department lied to him, but there is no need for people from the port mafia...

Che 01 thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what this person was thinking.

"I don't have any money if I don't take a car." The young man with light blond hair coldly rejected the proposal to take a car.

"I...I...I..." The driver uncle talked for a long time, and finally said the second half of the sentence, "I haven't said the specific price yet."

"There is no need to quote money, I have no money."

"Why? It can't be without a single yen." The driver uncle looked at the members of the Tewat Detective Agency in shock. Is there really such a poor detective agency?

Abedo finally turned his eyes to the driver on the side. He was walking on the sidewalk. This man had been driving slowly and followed him, somewhat seriously ill.

"You're very smart..." The young man with light blond hair sighed and nodded in agreement with the uncle driver's words.

Car number 01?Don't you have any money for the car ride in your detective agency?

"I really don't have a yen."

The cold voice reached the driver's ears, and he suddenly felt that there was still hope. Was this a word game played by members of the detective agency?

"you……"

The uncle driver just said a word, but was interrupted by Abedo: "It's not a word game, the detective agency really only provided a ticket to Yokohama, and I'm penniless now."

"Uh..." This... What can he say?Is your detective agency too stingy?

Abedo left quietly while the driver was speechless. He picked up the map to confirm, and continued to walk towards the mafia building at the port.

Originally, the detective agency had no intention of coming.After all, his family's social doctor defected from the port mafia some time ago.

But there is no way, they give too much.

【Ying: What blinded my eyes?It's money! 】

[Ying: The wool delivered to your door is not for nothing, and if you can whore for nothing, of course you will! 】

[Ying: Whoring, you can whoring! 】

This was the president's entrustment to him before she left. After she finished these few sentences, she seemed to be exhausted, and she was unwilling to speak again.

Maybe it's because I've exhausted my speaking quota for nearly a year.

After Abedo left, the driver slowed down for two seconds, and took out his mobile phone with a heavy face to pass the information to his superiors.

[Che 01: He insisted on walking to the headquarters building, but he didn't receive...]

[eye 01?what happened……】

[Che 01: He has no money... The detective agency only bought him a ticket and sent him here, and he doesn't have a single yen on him...]

【Eyes 01: ... Door 01 pay attention, he is slowly moving towards you. 】

……

He's just a weak and innocent artificial human, and he's an old man, so it's normal for him to take two or three hours to get there.

When Abedo entered the headquarters of Mafia at the port, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, and he walked to the front desk as if he didn't notice it.

Under the tense eyes of the receptionist, he took out...the mobile phone from the windbreaker pocket...

He clicked on the email box of his mobile phone, logged in to the email box belonging to the Teyvat Detective Agency, clicked on the entrustment letter and handed it to the receptionist at the front desk.

"I want to meet the client of this commission and the target of the commission."

"Okay...okay, please wait a moment..." The receptionist typed a short message on the computer to convey to her superiors. After receiving the instruction, she put on a professional smile, "Okay, sir, please take the elevator to the top floor. Mr. Man is waiting for you there."

"Well, thank you." Abedo put away his phone, and the black suit beside him had been waiting for a long time.

The black suit made a gesture of invitation, signaling Abedo to follow.

The two walked in the lobby of the Hong Kong-Hei Building one after the other. The black suits did not say a word. After leading Abedo to the top floor, he withdrew by himself.

After getting out of the elevator, there was a dark-looking corridor. There was no one in the corridor, only two armed men could be seen standing in front of a room not far ahead.

Abedo walked over and asked, "Is the client, Mr. Sen, working here?"

The two armed men in front of the door did not reply, they opened the door of the chief's office.

The silence in the corridor no longer existed, and the sounds of quarreling in the chief's office filled the entire space.

It seems that these two young people who are arguing are the target of his task this time. Later, I will ask where to buy such a good sound insulation material.

When the time comes to repair the laboratory, it can be used...

"Excuse me, is the client, Mr. Sen?" Abedo ignored the noisy background, and he looked straight at the principal sitting behind the desk.

"Yeah, the two children in the family are so old but still quarreling every day, it's really a headache." Mori Ogai said like a kind parent.

However, with the thick dark circles under his eyes, it is also somewhat convincing.

"Okay, I understand..." Abedo turned to look at the two people he had been ignoring just now, "Are you two Mr. Slug and Mr. Mackerel? The emotional mediation can start now, and you can do whatever you like tell me."

So what if the names of Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu were clearly written in the commission?What's the matter with him...

"Hahaha." The black-haired, kite-eyed boy laughed out of breath. He raised his hand to wipe away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes, "No, no, I have nothing unpleasant—"

"I'm... very... happy..."

"Okay, what about Mr. Slug?"

"I, no, call, slug!" Nakahara Nakaya's body pressure continued to drop, and he was already very upset to be called over to be in the same room with this mackerel out of nowhere.

"Hahaha." Osamu Dazai smiled like a child weighing two hundred catties (crossed out).

"What are you laughing at!"

"Laugh at you—"

Listening to Osamu Dazai's unbeaten speech made everyone feel angry, and Abedo understood Chuya Nakahara's thoughts very well.

He listened to the content of the kindergarten quarrel between the two and the personal attacks mixed in from time to time, and he nodded from time to time.

On the surface, he was listening carefully, but in fact he was already thinking about which research project to apply for back to Tokyo after the commission was completed.

As for the two who are arguing... well, you are right.

As time passed by, Nakahara Chuya's anger almost dissipated, and the young man with light blond hair still stood beside them and watched them quarrel, indifferent.

"It's off work... It's off work... Don't need to see the little dwarf and the little girl... It's off... It's off..."

Osamu Dazai stopped the quarrel, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and stopped the ringer.

He cheered, "Okay, it's time to get off work!"

"Goodbye Mr. Mori, goodbye Chuuya——"

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy ran away humming a song, and calmed down in the Central Plains where he stood, with an indifferent expression on his face.

No worldly desires jpg (crossed out)

Abedo took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time: "Since the entrustment has been completed, please settle the balance as soon as possible and reimburse me for my return ticket."

The black-haired man's smile faded, and he frowned, trying to make Abedo flinch with his own arrogance.

"Is this the emotional mediation service of your Tivat Detective Agency? Just let it go?"

"I just leave space for those who like to chat. This is the psychiatrist's performance of respecting the patient. How can it be called letting go?"

Abedo's blue-green pupils were cold. Although he was not the main c, he was also a support who could play and defend.

"Do you want to escape the order?"

"Of course not. We have always been very sincere about the cooperative port Mafia." Mori Ogai smiled and said soothing words.

Under Mori Ogai's vigilant eyes, Abedo took out his mobile phone from his windbreaker pocket and clicked on the email.

"It says Mori Co., Ltd."

Mori Ogai?

The dark-haired man didn't speak, he was thinking about the deep meaning of this sentence.

"So, the port mafia has nothing to do with our company. If Mori Co., Ltd. wants to renege on its debts, I will ask the company's lawyers to go through legal procedures."

Mori Ogai wrote down a piece of information revealed by the light-blond young man-there are lawyers in the Tewat Detective Agency.

As a matter of fact, the lawyers from the Tivat Detective Agency haven't been seen yet. If you want a lawyer, at least you have to get one first.

"How can this commission be considered complete?" Mori Ogai changed the subject.

"Why is this commission not considered completed? They have stopped arguing, and Mr. Mackerel just told me that he is very happy."

So, stop talking and check out quickly, he is going back to Tokyo to do research.

"Pfft—cough cough." Zhong Yuan Zhongye looked at his nose, nose, nose, and heart, pretending that it wasn't him who couldn't help laughing just now.

But he was very happy to hear that other people also recognized the nickname of mackerel.

"Look, Mr. Slug is also smiling now, which means that the commission has been completed. Since you don't reimburse the return ticket, it's fine. I have something urgent, so I'll leave first."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Mori Ogai: "..."