Bandage fine tricks

What happened in the dream will always fade away quickly after waking up. Xiaoba waved a branch in the courtyard for a while, and felt that he could not remember the hair of the man he called "Brother Yuanyi" in the dream. of color.

The only thing that is clear, perhaps only is the trick that he learned under his hands-on teaching...

Oh, no, I still remember that this breath seems to be called "the breath of the stars", and the man named Yuanyi seems to have originally wanted to name it "the breath of the cat"...

What does this breathing have to do with cats?

Xiao Ba thought about it, but he could only think of himself...

A black long-haired cat with different pupils.

Just thinking this way, Xiao Ba suddenly felt that the field of vision in front of him suddenly became much shorter.

Just when I was about to say "Hey hey?", I heard a slender voice: "Meow meow?"

Hachi: ? ? ?

what happened? !

The people in the room seemed to have heard something, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked out.

But Xiao Ba didn't notice this, she lowered her head in a daze, and raised both hands - but only saw two fluffy cat's paws with pink and tender pads.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who heard the meowing of the cat, walked into the courtyard, and his eyes suddenly focused on the grass:

A pure black long-haired cat was squatting on the ground with a face full of bewilderment.

When it saw him, the black cat was weak, pitiful, and helpless, and meowed.

He didn't run away, he didn't blow his fur, he wasn't vigilant. Could it be that this is his cat, which is destined to belong to him as a cat-hating physique? When he saw clearly that the black cat had one brown and one green eyes of different colors, Fu Sawa Yukichi calmly shattered his delusions.

It is impossible to have a cat, and it is impossible in this life, so just look at the stray cats on the road to live like this.

He approached the black cat hesitantly, and saw that the black cat had been staying in place, showing no sign that he would carry jio away as soon as he approached, then slowly squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the black cat: "...Xiaoba?"

His tone was a little uncertain.

The black cat meowed pitifully, and put its right paw in Fukuzawa Yukichi's palm.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pinched the cat's pink and tender meat pads, seemed to be thinking, and said after a moment of pondering: "It should be that the ability is out of control... I have a subordinate who can solve this problem, but he is still in Yokohama , it is not convenient to come to Tokyo, do you want to go to Yokohama with me?"

"Meow!" This time, the black cat put its left paw into Fukuzawa Yukichi's palm, showing its attitude with practical actions.

Seeing that it had no intention of objecting, Fukuzawa Yukichi reached out and hugged it into his arms: "Do you have a cat bag at home?"

The cat meowed dejectedly.

should not.

Fukuzawa Yukichi thought, this kid probably doesn't have the hobby of stuffing himself in a cat bag.

The cat bag is used by the owner to take the cat out of the house. As a cat whose guardian does not know that she can transform into a cat, it is only natural that there is no cat bag at home.

Fukuzawa Yukichi’s behavior is a bit old-fashioned. For example, he rarely travels by car (Xiao Hachi once heard his estate lawyer mutter whether Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi has a driver’s license problem), and usually takes public transportation. Means of transportation, for example, he took the Shinkansen from Yokohama to Tokyo.

The Shinkansen allows pets, but requires a fare increase and pets need to be kept in a pet bag. Fukuzawa Yukichi went out with a big fluffy black cat and went to the pet shop.Before leaving, he didn't forget to lock the doors and windows: until this child can master her abilities, she probably has to stay in Yokohama.

As for changing clothes and daily necessities, you can buy them after you arrive in Yokohama—Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn’t really want to admit that he really doesn’t know how to pack a girl’s luggage...

In fact, there is another solution to the out-of-control ability, that is, he put Xiao Ba in the scope of his subordinates. In this way, his ability "Superior people do not make others" will have an effect on Xiao Ba——【Human Shang The effect of the ability of "Human Not Created" is to allow his subordinates to obtain the energy to adjust the ability and make them under control.

But...Fukuzawa Yukichi's subordinates must be members of the Armed Detective Agency, and the ex-government assassin swordsman Silver Wolf who was entrusted by his friend to take care of the child before his death did not intend to involve the child who lost his parents not long ago into the Armed Detective Agency inside.

After all, the wish of my friend before his death is that this child can grow up normally and happily.

Instead of being overwhelmed by bullets and bloody massacres.

Thinking of this, Fukuzawa Yukichi touched the back of the black cat in his arms, and the big ball of fluff stayed in his arms very obediently. If it wasn't for the vibration caused by breathing, it would even make people suspect that it was a big cat. Muppet toys.

"Huh, Mr. Fukuzawa?"

"Ah, I found the president!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, one came from Kudo Shinichi who was walking towards him, and the other came from the window of a car that had just stopped by the side of the road——Edogawa Ranpo leaned out of the window Head up, and waved vigorously at the president: "President! Come!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi first nodded to Kudo Shin to say hello, and then walked to the side of the car, slightly surprised how Ranpo appeared here.

"It's the Police Department, the Metropolitan Police Department!" The childish big detective said while stuffing a thick snack into his mouth, "The Metropolitan Police Department invited me, a famous detective, to solve a case, and I asked the clerk to send me here. Just in time to pick up the president and go back together!"

The clerk—Kirako Haruno leaned out from the driver's seat, her eyes were already attracted by the big ball in Fukuzawa Yukichi's arms: "President, the one in your arms is..."

The heart of Miss Haruno Haruko, a serious cat controler, was trembling.

"This child..." Fukuzawa Yukichi hesitated for a moment, "Let's talk about it when we go back, what case is the Metropolitan Police Department?"

This is also what Shinichi Kudo wanted to ask: Strange, is there any case where the police department does not come to find me, but to find this self-proclaimed detective...Mr. Ranpo? ? ?

The reasoning maniac suddenly reacted: "Mr. Ranpo! You are Mr. Edogawa Ranpo, aren't you!"

"Huh? Young man, you know me!" Luanbu immediately became proud—although he was also very proud before.

"Of course! I have collected newspaper clippings for all the cases you have handled! You are so powerful, you can immediately catch the murderer just by looking at the crime scene!" The high school student detective looked at the idol's shining eyes all over his face. I couldn't help covering my face, "To be honest, you and Mr. Sherlock Holmes are my favorite detectives!"

Xiao Ba's cat face was dull:

Sherlock Holmes? ? ?

She had clearly confirmed that "Detective Sherlock Holmes" did not exist in this world!

At this moment, Kudo Shinichi, who saw his idol, has already opened up the chatterbox, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. After a lively chat, Xiaoba listened for a long time in the arms of the co-pilot Fukuzawa Yukichi, and finally understood what was going on:

There is no "Holmes Detective Collection" in this world, but there is Sherlock Holmes, a famous detective who is active in London, England, and despises the IQ of Scotland Yard to the mud!

... No, wait, what about Mr. Conan Doyle! ?

Where is his presence?

Xiao Ba just thought of this, and heard Luanbu say in a tone that made him very happy to meet a small fan: "It's rare to meet a fan who can memorize my case back and forth and analyze it so thoroughly... How about it, I'll send it to you." A present from you, you like Sherlock Holmes, don't you?"

Kudo Shinichi nodded with twinkling eyes.

"Then let me tell you a secret," Luanbu raised a finger in a mysterious tone, "Actually, the name Sherlock Holmes is fake—that guy's real name is Arthur Conan Doyle, a A mystic who likes to use a false identity to be active as a detective and an ophthalmologist by profession!"

Kudo Shinichi opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Really, really?"

Because it was said by an idol he likes very much, he did not doubt its authenticity at all.

"Of course, but don't say it! If too many people know, that guy will probably abandon his identity and hide!" Edogawa Ranpo resumed his original volume, "For example, he died with his old enemy or something …Now that Sherlock Holmes is so active, it has taken up his normal work time, and if this continues, he will probably feign death to escape."

Clutching the president's arm to eavesdrop, Xiao Ba shook his ears: Arthur Conan Doyle's career as an ophthalmologist, Moriarty and Sherlock Holmes died together, and Conan Doyle once said that Holmes really occupied him Too much energy and time to get rid of his rumors... to be able to correspond one-to-one in this kind of place.

The world is a little crazy.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stretched out his hand to press down the energetic cat's ears, and stroked the fur.

It feels so good.

Kirako Haruno first drove Ranpo to the crime scene. Of course, Shinichi Kudo would not miss this scene where he could see the idol's super reasoning ability with his own eyes, so he followed up hard at the beginning. After seeing Edogawa Ranpo After Bu put on his glasses and solved the case and caught the murderer in a second, he was so excited that he could not wait to follow Luanbu to Yokohama.

——His parents stopped him very well: a phone call from Kudo and his wife invited him and Xiaolan to go on a summer vacation trip. Gentle exhortation" is really not something he can refuse...

So he could only watch one of his idols, Mr. Ranpo, happily wave goodbye, and got into the car bound for Yokohama.

...By the way, his original purpose of going out was to find Xiao Ba?Now Xiaoba's family is empty, where did she go?

Kudo Shinichi, who forgot his original purpose because he was so excited to see his idol, fell into deep thought.

Xiao Ba lay in Fukuzawa Yukichi's arms and yawned.

"President, are you going directly to the detective agency?"

Since he was going back to Yokohama by car, he didn’t need a cat bag or anything. Fukuzawa Yukichi stared straight ahead with a serious gaze, and only occasionally—really only occasionally—touched the cat in his arms: “Dazai Are you in a detective agency now?"

Haruno Kirako recalled for a moment: "When we went out, I heard Kunikida-kun complaining that Dazai went out in the morning and disappeared..."

"Really?" Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, "Let's go back to the detective agency first."

When I arrived at the detective agency, the cat in my arms had already been petted and fell asleep. Even if Fukuzawa Yukichi got out of the car and ran beside him and shouted "Detective Ranpo-sama is back!", it just made it tremble He shook the tips of his ears, then continued to sleep.

At the moment, there is no one in the detective agency. As soon as Fukuzawa Yukichi put the black cat on the reception sofa, the big ball automatically curled up into a fluffy cat ball shape, and the cat's face was buried in the big fluffy tail Here, continue to sleep soundly.

"If Kunikida comes back, ask him to come to my place." He said to Kiraka Haruno, since he still had something to deal with, he went back to his president's office first.

"Okay, President." The competent clerk of the detective agency responded, and decided to deal with the accumulated work quickly.

In this way, you can go to the reception cubicle to see the cats in a fair manner!

Through the screen and the partition glass, the sounds of keyboard tapping, printer operation, and paper being swallowed and swallowed are all filtered out, turning into a blurry background sound. The black cat is in a ball, and its abdomen rises and falls rhythmically. .

Until there were footsteps outside the door.

"Ah, I didn't succeed in committing suicide... Sigh, it's really hard to commit suicide with a clear and full of vigor!"

"Kundan Dazai! Hurry up and finish your work, don't cause trouble for others... Ah, is the president looking for me? Thank you, I'll be there soon."

"Kunikida should go there quickly, don't keep the company waiting for too long!"

"...it makes me sick to have words like that come out of your mouth."

The young man with fluffy black hair in a sand-colored windbreaker watched his partner leave with a smile, and was about to walk to his work station when he caught a glimpse of something on the sofa in the reception cubicle from the corner of his vision.

He poked his head curiously from behind the screen and found that it was not his illusion.

There was indeed a large ball of fluff on the sofa in the reception room.

The youth in the sand-colored windbreaker stopped in front of it:

"……cat?"

He held out his bandaged hand, as if to touch the ball of cat that somehow slept on the couch in the Detective Society guest room.

When the young man's slender fingertips touched the cat's ears, it seemed as if some wind had blown away.

The invisible camouflage faded away layer by layer, and when Osamu Dazai's fingers really touched the warm human skin, the cat just now had disappeared, replaced by a black-haired girl curled up and sleeping on the sofa.

She hadn't woken up yet, she was in a deep sleep, her beautiful cheeks were flushed with the blush only in deep sleep, her breathing was full of rhythm and strength, giving Osamu Dazai the illusion that her breath even brushed over his skin.

Perhaps, it is not an illusion.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the thoughts in those kite-colored eyes.

"...Dazai has come back, I happen to have something to trouble him..."

The words of the two people who came out of the president's room stopped abruptly when they saw the situation in the reception room.

The young man in the sand-colored coat was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the president and partner Kunikida who stopped a few meters away for some reason, and the expressions of the latter two gave him a bad feeling.

He lowered his head belatedly, and saw that his palm was still attached to the sleeping girl's cheek, and he hadn't moved away until now.

As if feeling a heat that didn't belong to her, the sleeping girl let out a soft groan, and rubbed his hand subconsciously.

It's like being petted by a human being so comfortable that it rubs against a coquettish cat.

Soft, living, warm skin.

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

Osamu Dazai swallowed, thinking that he still had a chance to save him: "Well, let me explain..."

"Yes," Kunikida pushed his reflective glasses, and at some point, he was in front of Dazai, "but before that, can you take your hands off a girl from junior high school?"

"This is absolutely impossible!" Dazai said without hesitation.

"Then die for me, you scum of society!"