After I divorced from chaos step

"It's just an ordinary glass marble."

After Liu Lian'er checked, she pushed the small paper box back in front of me.

Looking at the glass marble that Mr. Jin pulled out from the hands of a bunch of skeletons, I fell into deep thought for a moment.

Three days ago, Jin sent me back to the hospital and continued to sleep. He said to me: "Don't wake me up again."

I could hear the warning in his tone, after all, I asked Dazai to force him to wake him up this time.

Tsu didn't seem to have any nostalgia for the world, and he didn't want to meddle in our affairs at all.

He told me very bluntly that the reason why he would help was not because of emotional factors, but because if something happened to me, my father would fall into grief, and once too many negative emotions were generated, his soul would not be able to continue to sleep .

His body has died, but his soul is left here.

The best situation is that the outside world is calm and his soul will be asleep forever, and he will be considered as a real suicide.

In the worst case, Dad's soul will automatically fall into a long sleep due to excessive grief, and Jin will be forced to wake up forever, and get an immortal body due to the curse of the law of karma.

For a while, I didn't know whether my father was modest and kind or very calculating.

He is willing to share all the joy with Jin, but also reminds Jin that he must help me when my life is threatened, otherwise he will not be able to continue to sleep.

Speaking of which, I really don't understand why Dad didn't hesitate to donate his abilities back then to keep a soul that has nothing to do with him.

He gave Jin his abilities, and lost his smart thinking, as well as all the memories about the abilities, and completely became an ordinary person.

... Hasn't he thought about my future situation?

The law of causality can clearly see a person's future nodes.

Although you can only see the future (result) of a certain node, but not the past, but according to Dad's mind, it is completely possible to reverse.

If Dad had been protecting me, I wouldn't have to worry about a glass marble now.

Why on earth did he do that?What is he trying to prove?

Being an adult is really capricious.

"The ingredients inside are just some natural ore powder and glass fragments, which do not have collection value."

Liu Lianer probably thought I was dreaming of getting rich with antiques, so he reminded me again.

I recalled the corpses on Yueying Mountain. Although there were only skeletons left, it was obvious that the torsos of those skeletons were mutilated.

Maybe it was crushed by me who got the supernatural ability back then.It's not impossible.

"To be honest, this glass marble is a relic of an old friend of mine." It should be an old friend.I paused and continued, "Because he died unnaturally. It's been too long. There is no evidence such as fingerprints at the scene, but I want to know the cause of his death."

Liu Lian Er opened her long and narrow eyes, her gaze was deep.

At this moment, I seemed to see Luanbu with my eyes open, and felt guilty for a while.

I'm not afraid of acting like a baby or acting wildly, but I'm afraid of walking with my eyes open, because once he is serious, I can't hide some things.

"Sorry, I can't help. If you have other clues, I can deduce it, but if there is only one glass marble, I can't deduce the cause of your friend's death. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, this evidence is indeed too little."

"But someone should be able to help you."

Liu Lianer changed the subject, took out a blank note from the note holder next to it, unscrewed the pen, wrote on it, and handed it to me.

I took the note and took a look, and there were two lines of small characters written on it.

【Ango Sakaguchi】

【Address: XXXXXX】

"Is he a detective?" I asked.

"No," Liu Lian'er closed the pen and said with a slight smile, "but sometimes you are better than a detective."

"This is the home address, right? Should I go directly there? Will it be inconvenient?"

I always feel that it is not a polite thing to visit rashly, and I don't know if this Mr. Sakaguchi Ango has any taboos.

"His home phone can't be reached at all, so it's useless to give it to you. He still owes me a favor. If you mention my name, he will help you."

What Liu Lianer said has always been very useful. My grades improved only by relying on the notes he summed up, so I really believe what he said.

"Thank you, Liu." I looked at the time, and it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. My plan was to go to the port mafia to pay back the hospitalization fees that Chuya had paid in advance, so I had to leave. "I still have something to do today, so I'll take my leave first."

When I walked to the door, Liu Lianer suddenly asked: "Speaking of which, isn't your husband a detective? Why don't you ask him for help?"

I stopped, turned around and smiled at him, without answering.

Yes.

There is obviously a detective in the family who claims to be the best detective in the world, but I still went to Liu Lianer's office to ask for help.

Anyone who sees it will find it very strange.

I took another look at the note, Ango Sakaguchi, he sounds like a prudent and shrewd uncle, but he lives not far from the Armed Detective Agency, so let’s visit on another weekend and bring some health supplements for the elderly.

Before going to Nakahara Chuya, I decided to buy him a gift first.That big fruit basket was bought directly from the hospital, and the price is very high. It is not appropriate for me to send fruit back. What would Zhongyuan Zhong like?

I was standing in a department store, having a hard time.

I have never given Nakahara Chuya a gift, and of course I don't know what he likes.

Think back to his persona.He is a mafia cadre, respects the old and loves the young, loves to do good deeds without leaving his name, usually wears a hat, doesn't talk much, but is smart, and has some little-known hobbies in private——

For example, watching the Victoria's Secret show with a duck in the dead of night.

Those Victoria's Secret angels with long legs against the sky.

...understandable.

Chuya Nakahara is in his 20s. He is neither married nor has a girlfriend. He is usually busy with work and has to do good deeds. The little leisure time he squeezes out every month is not to go to the duck farm to see Grandma Hanamaru, or to help manage the place duck.

The old lady and the duck, these two roles should not completely occupy a young man's fancy time.

"Duck, oh no, it's Chu..."

I was at the elevator entrance of the department store, and I saw Nakahara Chuya's pet Chuya.

Although the Chu duck has the special treatment of being able to ride public transportation for free, it is still only a duck, and many people still don't know it.

When seeing animals running into public places, the security guards will still expel them.

One of the two uncles was holding a baton, and the other imitated Chu Ya by spreading his arms and making a fluttering posture.

boom.

The moment the two rushed forward, Chu Ya jumped up high and stepped on Uncle Baton's face.

The uncle was flustered for a moment, and the baton hit the body of another colleague, and the two of them just collided and fell to the ground.

The duck flapped its wings twice, turned its head around, and stared at me.

"Chu, you're not hurt, are you?"

Chu duck can't speak human language, but it nodded its neck slightly to me, indicating that it understands.

"Great."

Chu Ya walked towards me. Its walking posture was originally a standard inner horoscope, but now it has corrected a lot. It seems that there is still a typhoon.

I am in awe.

What kind of magical duck is this duck?

However, before there was a little white mouse who awakened his personality and became the principal of Xiongying High School, and later there was a firefly who was endowed with supernatural powers and stayed on Yueying Mountain to protect the mountain.

"What are you doing, this damned duck is yours? Don't let ducks go in public places." Uncle Baton stood up, rubbed his face, and stared at Chu Ya and me viciously.

"Sorry." I was afraid that he would come to beat the duck again, so I hugged the duck, "We'll leave right away."

I rushed into the elevator, quickly pressed the switch on the third floor, and locked the two security guards outside.

I haven't bought a gift yet, so I don't want to be educated.

"Chu, what gift do you think I should buy for Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Chu Ya tilted his head and gave a "croak".

"You are such a cute duck. Other ducks are quacks, but you just quack." I thought for a while and added, "You are as cute as your master."

Chu Duck seemed dissatisfied with this sentence, and pecked lightly on my hand.

I immediately changed my words: "You are a little cuter than your master."

It just raised its head in satisfaction.

I walked around the third floor of the department store with Chu Ya in my arms, but I couldn't find a suitable gift.Send teacups, nothing new; send umbrellas, too cheap; send clothes, I don’t know his size; send hats, the hat shop is closed today.

When I walked past a lighter counter, the duck suddenly "croaked" again.

I stopped in front of the counter.

Oh yes.

People in the Central Plains also smoke.I remember one time when he was waiting for me, he was smoking, and after I passed, he stopped the cigarette.

Then I can give you a lighter.

The lighters on the display rack are not cheap. I calculated the budget and found that it was enough. Besides, Zhong Yuanzhong also helped me several times.

I picked a lighter with a dandelion pattern printed on it. The dandelion will disperse as soon as it is blown, and can fly anywhere freely-and wish him a life as free as a dandelion.

The shopping guide lady enthusiastically told me that I can engrave the other party's name on it, it's free, just wait for 5 minutes.

So I wrote Chuya Nakahara's name on the paper.

【Nakahara Chuya】

When I paid the money and the words were engraved on the lighter, the shopping guide lady packed the lighter and engine oil into a small box for me, and suddenly I saw a line of small words above the dandelion.

It is an incomprehensible word.

"Miss, what is this word?"

"Oh, this is Greek, which means never-ending love. This is the flower language of dandelion. This lighter is imported from Greece."

"..."

Oops, the flower language of dandelion is completely different from what I thought.The Greeks are also really, don't think about love and love in everything.

The engraved lighters are custom-made products and cannot be returned. I think Zhong Yuanzhong should not know Greek, so it doesn't matter. He wouldn't go out of his way to find out what this sentence meant.

It's hard to say whether it will work or not.

After all, he is a well-paid mafia cadre, so he needs a lighter?

I was about to go to the Ganghei Building with Chuya in my arms, but when I walked out of the mall, I saw people standing under the steps.

With a lighted cigarette in his hand, he just raised his head and cast his gaze here. The face under the brim of the hat looked sharper, exuding a slightly fierce beauty.

The Chu Ya trembled in my arms, trying to escape in a hurry, he had already found out.

"Dead duck—" he yelled.

Then he jumped in front of me in an instant, pinched the cigarette, grabbed the duck's wings, and lifted it upside down, weighing it several times.

Chu Duck struggled frantically.

"I'm already very tired from work, and I still want to come out to find you—"

"Mr. Zhongyuan." I saw Chu Ya being dizzy from being weighed, and reminded, "Chu Ya is a girl, so be gentle."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped his movements, still cursing in his mouth: "Don't even think about leaving the house again in the future."

Chu Ya regained his strength, and pecked hard on Zhongye's hand.This peck was different from the one pecking me just now, his hands were all pecked out.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, Chu Ya has been learning from you to do good things in Yokohama."

"Hmph, it's not just to see the three-colored cat from the Armed Detective Agency." Zhong Yuan became more and more angry, "You are a female duck, why do you look at a male cat? You don't want so many male ducks in the duck farm." , what are you trying to do differently for me?”

I was dumbfounded when I heard it. It turned out that the truth about the duck running away from home was because Zhongyuan Zhongyuan didn't agree with it to associate with a male cat.

Wait, the three-flowered cat of the Armed Detective Agency?Is it the cat who likes dried fish?

"There will be no results with ducks and cats, so give up." Zhongya Nakahara warned, "I won't let you go to the detective agency again."

"But why did Chu Ya fall in love with a cat?" Dazai seemed to call that cat Teacher Cat.

"I don't know if Dazai did something wrong." Nakahara Chuya said angrily, "That guy always does strange things to ducks."

"Probably... no." I tried my best to calm him down, "There must be a misunderstanding, Dazai-kun is an honest person in essence, but he is too lively and glib."

"Honest man???"

I can't describe Nakahara Chuya's expression in detail, it's like swallowing a big durian alive.

"Did he say it himself?" Before I could answer, Zhongyuan Zhong was about to jump up in anger, "Honest man! He is still honest, I didn't expect him to be so shameless!"

There must be a huge misunderstanding in the middle, but now I will only paint more and more black and white. When they meet next time, I will be a middleman and solve the misunderstanding between them.I changed the subject and said: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I bought you a small gift, I wonder if you will like it?"

Nakahara Chuya's mood gradually calmed down. He stared at the small box in my hand: "A gift?"

"Thank you for taking me to the hospital last time and taking care of me. It's not a valuable gift, but maybe you can use it. It's a lighter."

I handed him the box, and an envelope with the advance payment for the hospital.

Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't want money at first, but I insisted, and he still accepted it.

"Would you like to open it?" I asked him.

He didn't intend to open it at first, probably because he was not interested, so he opened the box after hearing my question.

The silver-gray lighter is textured to the touch, embossed with a dandelion.

Below is his name.

I don't know if I am too confident in my vision, but I always feel that when he sees this lighter, his mood improves.

...Obviously he jumped up just now, wishing he could rush to the detective agency and beat up Dazai.

"What's the word on it?" he asked me, pointing to the line of Greek words.

"... smoking is bad for your health." I made it up.

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, really don't bother, you are so busy with work."

I was going to walk home, but Nakahara insisted on taking me home.

Holding the duck in one hand and the gift box in the other, he said to me in an irresistible tone, "Get in the car."

His sports car is a bit... dizzy to me.

I don't get dizzy only when I drive by myself, but I get a little dizzy when I ride in someone else's car, and the more advanced the car, the more dizzy I get.

Seeing my hesitation, he coughed lightly and said, "There are motion sickness stickers on the car, I'll open the window. You have just been discharged from the hospital, so don't walk too much."

It's really amazing that there are motion sickness stickers on the cars of mafia cadres.

He took one out of the medicine box and handed it to me: "Grandma Hanamaru also gets motion sickness."

It probably means that it was bought for Grandma Hanamaru.

It seems that Grandma Hanamaru often took his car, perhaps to take her for a ride, or to send her back to the duck farm.

I leaned on my seat and said softly, "Nakahara-kun, thank you for taking care of Grandma Hanamaru, I will visit her when I have time."

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a "huh" and turned on the switch of the car music. He had just played the most explosive music. After a long time, he finally switched to a slow song.

The hoarse male voice flowed slowly, and the cool breeze blew in. I slowly closed my eyes. I didn't fall asleep, but it was very comfortable.

Not long after, I heard Zhong Yuan Zhong also say: "Here we are."

The small road at the gate of my house is relatively biased, and it is very inconvenient to reverse the car at the front door, and Zhongyuan Zhong also parked the car at the back door.

I said goodbye to him and Chu Ya, and walked briskly around from the back door to the front door.

"!!!"

In the eyes, it is a picture that makes people gnash their teeth.

"Dostoevsky, what are you doing?"

I saw him standing at the door of my house, digging at the number plate of my house with his nails.

【Edogawa Rampo Edogawa Clear Stream】

Where his fingertip rested was the surname [Edogawa] in front of my name.

It was full of scratches, his nails had been scratched, and blood oozed from his fingertips, staining Edogawa red.

"What are you picking?"

"Stingy—" he turned his head to look at me, "cards."

"You are sick."

He lowered his eyes, looking innocent.After staring at it for a while, I started picking words again.

I held his hand down.

"Even if you take it away, my surname is still Edogawa."

"I see." He lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong, "But I want to call you Yuanjiang."