Boss, do you have a card?

Although never mentioned, there is a time difference between worlds.

Testers often have no sense of reality in this regard, because as soon as they enter the test cabin, their spirits will be synchronized with the world they are dropped into, and they will not notice the difference in time flow.

——Unless there is a second delivery.

If it hadn't been reminded by the system in advance, the White House in September would definitely not be able to quickly substitute into this detective agency that has spent four years, which also includes reviewing the script of the first week and returning to the first version of "Blood Recognition".

As a result, as soon as she landed, she found that the sense of reality was really too strong.

Look at Osamu Dazai.

Hey, how much milk do you have to drink to make this head look like this?Fortunately, the card assigned to him this time is also tall, at least he will never lose in terms of height!

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There's no way... White House Jiuyue really has too many short card sets, loli, goblin, Lulu, there are so many people looking up at people's shapes, who will not be tired?

If she had the right to choose, she must choose a handsome big sister who can breathe fresh air at an altitude of 1.8 meters!

Isn't this an opportunity? !

However, the White House must declare in September that it was not her original intention to bind Osamu Dazai, and her original goal was only the Armed Detective Agency.

The so-called use of the script team to defeat the script team, is there a more suitable place than a detective agency with Ranpo-sama in charge?

However, according to the calculation of the system, if one wants to get off-site assistance from the detective agency, the most likely and most suitable person to become a contractor is Osamu Dazai.

——After defecting from the port of Mafia, Osamu Dazai took Oda Sakunosuke to work as a white worker (whitewashing) in the Supernatural Secret Service Division for two years, and then joined the Armed Detective Agency that had had an intersection with the cheek.

The choice of Osamu Dazai is determined by the system based on various factors, including but not limited to his special ability, interpersonal relationship, IQ, behavior style, etc.

The White House had vowed in September that it would never be bound to the black-hearted script team again, but now she is no longer the naive she used to be. After accumulating experience in the three worlds, she clearly understands: the script matter, listen to the system's general manager That's right.

Including the selection of cards, the decision was made after discussing with the system.

This is a five-star output card that can relatively restrain Osamu Dazai's trouble-making attributes in terms of character.

[Name: Ming

Rare level: ★★★★★

Gender: Female

Attribute: Neutral

Race: ghost

Main skills: "You Yan", "Moon Ghost"

Current Binding Tester: Osamu Dazai

Favorability: 0/100

Card introduction: The father is the strongest among the rulers of the Ghost Clan, and the mother is the weakest of the Xueling Clan. Therefore, in a love with such great differences in race, blood, and status—their first child, Ghost The princess of the clan was born.

He was supposed to be a half-ghost (mixed blood), but he didn't inherit the power of his mother's clan. He returned to the ancient ancestors of the ghost clan and had a more pure bloodline than his father.

However, talent that crosses the line often takes something away. ]

Not to mention what [Ming] lost due to the talent beyond the limit——

"You are wrong."

The woman whose height was on par with Osamu Dazai, and who was even half a head taller than him with the high-heeled boots, took a step back.

She calmly looked at the contractor she had just made, without any emotion in her voice: "I am very strong, and I will not experience life and death with you. The only one who may die is you."

——But first of all, what it brings is the hidden nature under the cold appearance, or the kind of unawareness.

The ghost princess did not say such words with contempt, but simply told the truth compared to her own weak existence.

"But I try not to let you die, otherwise that guy will be very noisy and annoying when I go back."

Few people can express the word disgust to such an incisive and incisive level with such a tone without ups and downs.

Dazai was really taken aback for a moment.

Then he couldn't help laughing.

Women stare at him.

"Haha... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't pay attention to me." Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be poked into a strange smile, wiped the water seeping from the corner of his eyes, and tried his best to restrain his smile. What about the name?"

"My name is Osamu Dazai, how about you, miss?"

"deep."

"Oh!" Osamu Dazai lit up his starry eyes, "Sure enough! The fate between Miss and I was determined as early as when we were born!"

Kunikida Doppo reminded vigilantly: "Dazai, don't say strange things."

Osamu Dazai's eyes were almost shining, and he kept a proper distance when he got close to the other party: "Ming, it means the underworld, right? I have been looking for this place all my life, that is to say——I have been looking for it all my life. Miss you!"

Kunikida Doppo responded resolutely: "Very well, I will send you to hell right now."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Wait! Mr. Kunikida, calm down! Calm down!"

Kunikida Doppo: "Let go of me, Atsushi! When we met for the first time, I pointed at the girl's name and misinterpreted the meaning so badly! This guy is hopeless! Change the contractor for Miss Ming now!"

"No." A cold voice sounded from beginning to end, "He's right."

"Miss Ming...?"

"My name." The woman said lightly, "That's what it means."

The sound in the meeting room stopped abruptly.

Kunikida paused his movements alone, not knowing whether he should put his raised hand down.

However, the two parties who caused the incident were not affected at all, and they were still exchanging basic information freely.

"May I take the offense to ask Miss's age, by the way I'm 22 years old~"

"187."

"..."

Osamu Dazai was so shocked by his age that he forgot his words.

"........."

and others petrified by age.

"Any questions?"

"Not at all~" Dazai Osamu started the topic nonchalantly, "It seems that Miss's race has a long life span."

"Nothing special, very common."

"Hey, that's it, is it convenient to reveal the race?"

"ghost."

Someone who was unfolding the notebook to record information shook his hands reflexively.

Although the movement was subtle, it still couldn't escape the perception.

The ghost princess looked over.

Kunikida Doppo froze.

"Pfft." Dazai Osamu's untimely laughter sounded again, and he said strangely, "Ah~ Kunikida-kun, you are so sensitive~"

Kunikida Doppo took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore Osamu Dazai. He pushed his glasses in embarrassment, and explained to the other party's gaze: "Sorry, I'm just curious about this race..."

"Kunikida-kun, boldly ask your question!" Osamu Dazai purposely shouted loudly, twisting his hands and feet beside him, "Is it this ghost or that ghost~"

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

Ignore failure.

"Shut up, Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai moved his position, revealing only the appearance of a little man with his head curled up behind the black-haired woman and his whole face hugging his thighs.

"Have you become angry from embarrassment, Kunikida-kun~"

White House September:  …

Ah, this person, evolution in four years is really not easy.

No, it's not a mere evolution, it's an evolution beyond the ultimate—in terms of obnoxiousness.

Seeing that she felt a little bit sorry for Kunikida, she became a colleague with Dazai Osamu, so she must have been bullied a lot.

The "ghost"'s continuous gaze made Kunikida Doppo's back slightly trembling, but fortunately, the other party didn't intend to mess around with Osamu Dazai, so he looked away after a while, and changed his target to the president.

She took out something from the inside of the windbreaker and handed it over.

Fukuzawa Yukichi took it carefully, and found that it was a letter made of leaves, a circle smaller than his palm, with red flowers on the seal, which felt heavy to the touch, and the thickness was obvious.

"This is?"

"The guy's letter."

"Oh—it's Stupid Fu!"

The answer was synchronized with Edogawa Ranpo's surprise sound.

A detective eagerly rushed forward to take the envelope and opened it decisively.

The envelopes are leaves, and the letter paper is pink and white petals. There are many pages stacked on top of each other, but once you look closely——

Edogawa Ranpo: "..."

Letter paper is smaller than an envelope.

Forget it, but the words are written in a dense and crooked manner. If you want to read the content smoothly, you must use a magnifying glass to distinguish each word.

Edogawa Ranpo stuffed the letter back into Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand with a dull expression, very angry: "That idiot!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi read the same: "..."

Well, let's look at it with a magnifying glass later.

He silently put the letter into his sleeve.

The matter of letter can be put aside for now.

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked around, the window was completely shattered, and the ground and walls were pierced with sharp ice crystals. The conversation just now was basically carried out from the perspective of the window.

"Tanizaki."

"Yes, there is no one outside."

A burst of fluorescent light fell from the window, and the figure of Junichiro Tanizaki appeared, but he who was standing beside Akiko Yosano disappeared.

Everyone who received the signal of the end of the crisis breathed a sigh of relief.

Osamu Dazai ran to the window with great care and looked around.

Kunikida Doppo is like an old mother who keeps an eye on the troubled child: "Hey, Dazai, pay attention!"

Osamu Dazai turned around and stroked his chin, looking like he was thinking.

Atsushi Nakajima was puzzled: "Mr. Dazai, is there any question?"

Osamu Dazai looked serious: "It's a big problem."

Atsushi Nakajima was frightened and didn't dare to continue talking.

Kunikida Doppo put on a dull face: "If you have something to say, don't scare people."

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, pretending to be joking.

However, the reality is that there are big problems.

In the situation just now, someone outside the detective agency must be watching all the time, maybe the tail was brought back by him and Dun...?It's a really rare experience.

Osamu Dazai has been followed by a lot of people, but usually - after he created the port Mafia surveillance, to be precise - no one has been able to keep him completely unaware.

Unless the other party... is also not human.

Osamu Dazai looked up at the woman in the middle of the room, with a straight posture and a calm expression. From the beginning to now, he has always stood in such an arrogant position.

This is a high-ranking person with fame and power, and many people must submit to her, even if she dismisses it.

Osamu Dazai generally doesn't like this kind of people, at least he thinks he won't like them before meeting them.

But the surprise in the different world is so unexpected, like an unknown gift box being opened, Osamu Dazai can't interpret it with previous thinking, because the other party's origin, race, growth environment, everything, everything is something that Osamu Dazai has never seen before. Existence that has never been touched before.

Ah... the long-lost freshness.

But so far, it's really not annoying.

Osamu Dazai put on a smiling face: "Miss Ming, I can ask one...!"

The sudden coolness behind him made Osamu Dazai turn around abruptly, and instinctively moved his body away from the window.

The others were taken aback by his actions, and hurriedly became vigilant as well, but what appeared before their eyes was a strange and unexpected creature.

It may be too inappropriate to describe it as a creature, but it is clearly a... little snowman about the size of a palm?

Its body consists of six parts, head, torso, hands, and feet. There are three small holes on the head, which are used as eyes and mouth respectively. A small triangle is placed on the nose, and there is a bow-like decoration on the head.

The eyes blink, the mouth moves, and the little snowman tilts his head and looks at them, rubbing his hands and feet occasionally, as if he is very cold.

"Is this also... a fairy?" Junichiro Tanizaki, who had been brainwashed by the "fairy" story half an hour ago, asked in a daze.

"……perhaps?"

"is that so……?"

"do not know……"

"Is Fu's relative...?"

There are more and more weird guesses, the only thing in common is that it is difficult for people to be alert to them, after all, they are cute and harmless.

After the initial surprise, Osamu Dazai quickly recovered, and he leaned over with a face full of novelty: "This is icy~"

The little snowman at the window twisted his body shyly, put his hands together, condensed an ice blue flower and handed it to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai pretended to be flattered and reached out to take it.

But in the next second.

The flower transformed into a terrifying ice arrow, lengthening rapidly, piercing Osamu Dazai's original position and the ceiling in an instant, followed by a spreading ice flower.

Half a meter away from the ice edge, Osamu Dazai was held by the collar of the back of the woman in a daze, his mouth was slightly opened, like a cat cub being grabbed by the neck of fate.

"Wow." He expressed his thoughts slowly.

"Mr. Dazai!" Nakajima Atsushi shouted in panic.

"Calm down, Aunt." Kunikida Dubu quickly picked up the lottery box in the corner and covered the little snowman on the wall, "This guy has a lot of life, he can't die."

"Eh?"

So everyone was just acting?

Before Atsushi Nakajima could react, everyone in the conference room had already gathered around the lottery box.

"This kid is so stupid, he should change his image no matter what, snow and ice are too easy to associate together." Yosano Akiko knocked on the black box helplessly, "But it's really hard to tell, it's so cute, so What exactly is this?"

"Miss Ming should know, right?" Junichiro Tanizaki turned his head and asked.

The black-haired woman once again became the center of attention. She let go of Osamu Dazai's collar and said flatly, "It's coming out."

Everyone: "?"

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes: "Kunikida! Let go!"

The little snowman's strength is not weak, although it is not that strong, but it is still easy to escape a simple wooden lottery box.

The cold seeped out of the wooden box, if Kunikida Doppo hadn't let go in time, his hands would have been frozen together on the lottery box.

The free little snowman was not angry at all. It bent its eyes and walked around the conference room calmly. Finally, it stopped in front of the black-haired woman, and made a lovely gesture of love. After all this was done, it left the window leisurely .

Everyone was dumbfounded, this scene just now seemed to be a farce, and they didn't understand why.

Everyone subconsciously turned their attention to the two smartest people in the detective agency.

Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu showed their familiar expressions.

"I see."

"really."

Osamu Dazai smiled and asked: "Miss Ming, you should know who this uninvited guest is?"

knock knock --

The little snowman with a bow on his head knocked on the window like knocking on the door at home.

Within a few seconds, the little snowman wearing a velvet hat on his head floated to the window in a hurry, stretched out two small hands to grab the window frame, and finally opened a similar entrance.

Two little snowmen meet successfully!

They hugged happily and twirled around, and even spontaneously created an atmosphere of floating snowflakes, floating all the way from one end of the room to the other.

The cool wind that pierced his neck made Fyodor pause when he turned the pages of the book. He slowly raised his head and looked at the blue-haired woman half lying on the sofa on the other side of the room. A few strands of slightly curly long hair ran along her His movements fell on the carpet, and a small piece of shallow ice continued to touch the place.

"Is it over so soon?" He broke the silent atmosphere in the room, turning a page of the book on his lap.

"Just a simple hello, and I saw everything I wanted to see." The woman rolled over lazily on the sofa, "They are all very interesting humans, especially the one you mentioned...well, what do you say that is?"

Fyodor's smile loosened: "You mean Dazai-kun?"

"Yes, that's him."

Two little snowmen flew to the female's palm, rubbed her fingertips affectionately, and nodded their heads with their blue-dyed nails.

"It has a face that is very pleasing to girls. It is very talkative and smart."

"It seems that Dazai-kun is your favorite type."

Fyodor raised his hand to turn the page again, and the non-stop answering made it easy to doubt whether he was really reading.

"No, on the contrary, I hate men with smooth words." Although she said ruthless words, the female tone is still gentle, and it is very easy to make men feel compassionate, "By the way, I hate you too , why are you not a girl, Fedya, what a pity."

The second half of the sentence is full of deep regret and regret.

"If you were a girl, I would definitely like you very much."

Fyodor sighed: "Gender is not something I can decide. Your sentence is very unfair to me, Shelley."

"En? Is that so?" The woman tilted her body, her gentle face turned to the outside, "If that's the case, then Fei Jia, you should become a girl for me, isn't it possible in your age?"

Fyodor: "..."

Fyodor: "Can you tell me about your sister? I'm really curious about her."

The seemingly natural but blunt conversion made the women laugh happily.

Fyodor's face was calm, he didn't feel embarrassed by the dangerous topic just now, and he didn't worry about the other party's further questioning.

His contractors are usually very talkative, but sometimes they are not very talkative.

"No, you can tell Fei Jia about everything else, but not about your sister, so I reject it."

Fyodor was genuinely curious, but he was always very measured.

"Your relationship is really special, are you sisters?"

The half-ghost named Shelley looked at Fyodor, the curve of his lips rose a lot, obviously seeing through his words, but accommodating him with a good temper.

"Yeah, we look alike, don't we?"

"I haven't met your sister yet."

"It doesn't matter, you'll see her sooner or later," said the blue-haired woman, as the little snowman played freely around her, snowflakes fell on her hair, and then merged with it.

Suddenly, without knowing what Shelley thought of, he laughed without warning.

"Hey, Fei Jia, do you think killing the contractor will make my sister angry?"

Fyodor didn't answer, he knew that the other party didn't want his answer, and it was true, she was just asking and answering herself.

"I'm really looking forward to it, my sister looks angry."

The voice fell, and the room was quiet again.

Fyodor glanced at the last line of the page, and was about to turn the page again, when the sudden coldness in his ears made him shiver uncontrollably. When he moved his eyes, he saw two little snowmen playing maliciously. He blows cold air from both sides of his head.

Looking up again, the owner of the little snowman was lying on the opposite side and looking at him with a smile, as if he was punishing him for not answering the words just now.

Fyodor looked helpless, and didn't say anything like wanting the little snowman to leave, but said, "Can you close the window? It's cold."

"Really? But I think it's good." The other party blinked, and the golden and red eyes were full of warmth, "Do you want me to come over and help you warm up?"

She said she hates smooth talkers, but she is very good at smooth talkers.

Fyodor's eyes moved slightly, and he moved meekly to the side, as if forgetting that the half-ghost with two-thirds Xue Ling's blood would only make him colder.

"Good," he said.

The two little snowmen floating in the air raised their small hands to cover their faces in surprise, just like the slightly surprised expression of the demon opposite.

Immediately afterwards, the blue-haired woman laughed again, as she always did.

"Oh, I like you a little bit."

The blue ice crystals under the left eye embellished that smile even more beautifully.