Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

When I first arrived in Yokohama, I picked up a strange person.

Not far from the station is a park with a young man sitting on a bench at the door.His face was young, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, a light gray vest was put on over the shirt, and the coffee-colored cloak was half pressed under his body. It was of good quality, but it was wrinkled by the owner.

The young man lazily leaned back on the back of the chair halfway, like blue tea lying on the balcony in the afternoon to bask in the sun.

Because of such a wonderful association, I looked at him a few more times, and he was keenly aware of it.

He opened his squinted eyes, his pupils were clear and indifferent lake green, he looked back, then lightly brushed the creases on the cloak, got up and walked towards me.

At that time, I was waiting for uber, he stood in front of me, and introduced himself in a loose tone: "Edogawa Ranpo, he is a detective."

This kind of opening reminds me inexplicably of the boy I met in Duo Luobijia Paradise a few days ago. After the attempted murder Aiko pleaded guilty, he proudly raised his eyebrows at the victim who asked for his name, "My name is Kudo Shinichi, I am a detective".

I couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so I politely replied: "...Hi, Tsurumi Taozhi."

"You're going to the Armed Detective Agency, and I'm going back too, but I'm lost, and I don't know how to take the tram." He clarified his purpose clearly and confidently, "You called Uber just now, why don't you go along with me, in exchange— "

Edogawa touched his pocket randomly, holding an orange glass bead with his fingertips: "I can give this to you."

I:"!"

It's an orange glass bead I've never seen before!so beautiful!

"It's really a clever calculation." I happily took the bead, "Okay, I promise you."

"You didn't ask why, and you obviously don't know me at all, which is very strange for a stranger."

Edogawa Ranpo stared at me for a while, showing a suddenly realized expression.

"...Ah, that's right."

I've long been used to having all kinds of weirdos in my life. It's not weird at all for someone like Edogawa Ranpo to reveal my purpose and information as soon as he comes up, and then ask me where to take him. On the contrary, it can be said that the attitude is polite.

I have heard that there are many people with different abilities in Yokohama. He probably has the ability of mind reading and reasoning.

And, to be honest, he's really weak.

Limbs are limp and weak, completely posing no threat.

"I must be thinking something like 'he's weak'." Ranpo Edogawa's cheeks puffed up slightly, as if offended, "It's too much."

"Sorry, sorry." I subconsciously apologized, "Shall I ask you to eat to apologize?"

Edogawa Ranpo nodded happily, his gloomy expression disappeared, and he reported several delicious dessert shops nearby.

So I canceled the uber order and took the newly picked stray cat to eat soufflé.

During the conversation, I found out that he was 28 years old, and he was only sixteen or seventeen in appearance. I couldn't believe that there were people in the world who were younger than Gojo Satoru.

The soufflé is soft and soft. As usual, I stopped after taking two bites, then swiped my phone and waited for Mr. Detective, who was chewing slowly.

[Me: Nanami! 】

[Qihai:? 】

【Me: The super detective of the Armed Detective Agency you mentioned last time is called Edogawa Ranpo? 】

【Qihai: Yes, you entrusted him? 】

【Me: I picked him up. 】

[Qihai:? ? ? 】

I closed the phone, Edogawa Ranpo in front of me had cocoa powder on his cheeks, and his eyes were fixed on the pendant of my phone, a small orange with fried leaves.

He was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Your boyfriend is that hat gentleman."

I was confused: "Mr. Hat?"

For a moment, I thought of Nakahara Chuya, he really loves wearing hats, if it is really his nickname, it is quite cute.

Edogawa Ranbu looked at me carefully again, his sight was like an X-ray, trying to clearly illuminate the depths of my internal organs and bones.

I frowned, feeling uncomfortable about being prying into my privacy.

All the secrets can't be hidden, and what he sees are the Tsurumi Taozhi spread out for anyone to read.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Ha——"

"That's it, it's really interesting."

Edogawa laughed wildly, like a child who found a very favorite toy and was so happy that he was about to fly.

He exposed my disguise as soon as he opened his mouth: "You are a conjurer with good strength, but this matter is completely hidden from Mr. Hat."

I choked up, as expected of a terrifying famous detective who can see through Qihai's identity at a glance, people with supernatural powers are so terrifying.

"A conjurer came to the detective agency before." Edogawa Ranpo said, "Blonde hair, he should be of mixed race, called..."

"Qihai Jianren." As if surrendering, I pressed my wrist against the table and raised my palm to him lightly, "Detective, is there anything else you don't know?"

He calmly dug out a spoonful of souffle, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "There are a lot."

"It's you." Edogawa Luanbu swallowed that mouthful, and tilted his head slightly, "Are there anything you want to know about Mr. Hat?"

I stated: "You know him."

"He worked with a detective agency."

I nodded: "I see."

There was no further questioning.

I don't think it's strange either. It's a matter of course for Yokohama's local organizations to cooperate with groups of people with supernatural powers.

Edogawa Ranpo had a calm expression waiting for my question, but instead raised his eyebrows in doubt when he saw that I didn't speak again.

"As for Mr. Zhongye, I'll just wait for him to tell me." I said frankly, "There's nothing I have to know."

I admit that I have some elements of pretending to be x, and I like to sing the opposite when facing such a tricky role with high IQ.What they want me to do, I just don't do it.

Unbelievable, master rebellious!

But Edogawa Ranpo wasn't annoyed at all, and smiled even more happily.

"I contacted your company with a text message before, did you receive it?" I asked, "It's been almost half a month, and there is no reply at all."

Edogawa Ranpo thought for a while, and explained: "The president's previous mobile phone broke down a few months ago, so he changed the phone card by the way."

I thought it was because the case I wanted to investigate was more sensitive, and the armed detective agency was unwilling to accept it. It turned out to be such a stupid reason that makes people laugh and cry.

After a long time, he put down his spoon: "My lord detective has finished eating, thank you for the hospitality."

So I called the car again, and we went to the Armed Detective Agency together.It is located on one of the busiest commercial streets in Yokohama, occupying the second floor of a certain shop, and the site selection is ostentatious.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Osamu Dazai lying on the sofa listening to music, and he just happened to look up.

There was no emotion of surprise, as expected.This guy is the type of riddleman I hate the most. He has a good skin to deceive little girls, but he is actually full of bad things.

I have an inexplicable feeling that he is waiting for me.

"There are guests, President." Osamu Dazai sat up, earphones hanging around his neck, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Ms. Tsurumi, what do you want to entrust us to investigate?"

The silver-haired man sitting in the main seat nods to me with a serious smile.

I also don't want to waste time, I have to go to the Port Mafia in the afternoon, and I directly reported a person's name——

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko," I said, "where is he now? I need his help."

Osamu Dazai smiled, "Oh? Tell me carefully."

"He is the only person with the 'separation' ability I've heard of, who can separate people from supernatural powers." I stated, "For superhumans, the combination of the two is considered complete. We need this kind of Similar to the ability of 'soul stripping'."

Edogawa ran to fiddle with the glass beads on the window sill, indifferent to our conversation, and was stopped by the president-like silver-haired man.

Osamu Dazai said slowly, "This man was one of the culprits responsible for the fall of Yokohama, and, as far as I know, he is dead."

His tone was light and airy, but it carried a certain convincing meaning.

I crossed my hands and put them on my knees: "How did you know for sure?"

"Because of that incident, I was one of the people who witnessed it." Osamu Dazai's lips curled up with interest, "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power went berserk and he became a giant dragon. The whole city was at stake. My ex-partner Finished him with my own hands."

I was skeptical and asked casually, "Who is your former partner?"

"Someone you must know." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and paused, "The port mafia, gravity."

I have heard this name many times.

Dazai rested his jaw on his hand and watched me leisurely—this made me feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why is it this person again?" I muttered, "What a nickname of Second Second, it sounds so annoying."

Dazai nodded abruptly, with an expression that couldn't be more agreeable, and hypocritically sighed: "Yes, I am also super annoying."

I casually spread rumors: "It's definitely that kind of violent megalomaniac."

Dazai chuckled, "That's right, that's right."

With his back to us, standing at the window and arranging the glass beads in a row, the throat also overflowed with muffled laughter.

"Dazai-kun, why are you laughing?" I was a little surprised, "Why is Edogawa-kun also laughing?"

Osamu Dazai: "It's nothing, I think of something happy."

Edogawa Ranpo: "I also think of happy things."

I frowned, wondering: "Uh... what is it?"

"I have a friend." Osamu Dazai said nonsense skillfully, "His job is not accepted by ordinary people, so he hides his identity in front of his lover, thinking about it is very interesting."

I have a ghost in my heart. Under his slow statement, cold sweat is about to flow down, and my eyes are wandering.

I coughed twice and asked Edogawa Ranpo: "Edogawa-kun, do you also know that friend of Dazai-kun?"

Edogawa Ranpo smiled, and said meaningfully: "We all know each other."

I became more and more restless, seeing that I couldn't ask any valid information about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko. I looked at the time, took out an envelope from my purse and handed it over: "This is the consultation fee."

Dazai exclaimed hypocritically: "It's so generous—President, can you give me a bonus?"

Originally, the money was intended as a commission deposit, but the person involved, Dazai Osamu, said so. It is estimated that the detective agency cannot ask more, so we should find a way to seek cooperation from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

I intuited that he was hiding something from me. For this matter, I still had to find a way to second the files of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

I got up, thanked them one by one, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Edogawa lay down on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, "As a reward for Shu Fulei just now, a famous detective will give you a free suggestion."

I looked suspiciously, and he rolled his eyes.

"—"

……

Port Mafia.

Chuya Nakahara was sitting in the conference room waiting for the upcoming conjurer.

Five minutes had passed since the appointed time, and the man hadn't come yet.

The other party is a special class, and it is said that there are only four or five special class people in the entire magic world. It is quite reasonable for Chief Mori to let him receive him personally to express his importance.

Mori Ogai sighed: "I thought Chuya-kun would choose to go to other places for missions. After all, conjurers don't seem to be easy to get along with."

He was right in guessing that Zhongyuanzhong really wanted to choose a business trip to avoid this kind of plastic exchange.

He had already called Guangjin Liulang, ready to throw this trouble over without a trace.

Zhong Yuanzhong also euphemistically said that there is a conflict in his itinerary, and another matter is more important, but the super magician can't wait too long; the old man is also a person who is very good at winking, and said with a smile: "Then, the reception work will be handled by the old man. Do it, you won't be disappointed."

Just as Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to nod his head and say something beautiful like hard work, the phone rang twice, which was the exclusive notification tone he set for Taozhi.

[Taozhi: Zhongye-kun, surprise~!I have something to do in Yokohama for a business trip today (maomao circles around)]

[Taozhi: Shall we have dinner together tonight?have time? 】

【Taozhi: It doesn't matter if you're busy!Don't worry about me, I can find friends to play with. 】

He lowered his eyelids, and quickly replied: [I'm free. 】

[Chuya Zhongyuan: Send me a location, I will pick you up later. 】

[Taozhi:! 】

[Taozhi: Happy! 】

[Taozhi: Then when I finish my work, it may be five or six o'clock, see you at the port. 】

Guangjin Liulang held his cane and waited for his order leisurely.

Then Zhongyuan Zhong also closed the phone, and coughed sanctimoniously: "...No, I will take charge of this matter myself, thank you."

Guangjin Liulang was puzzled: "?"

He didn't understand much until he was sent out of the office.

……

The super conjurer is already 10 minutes late.

Zhong Yuanzhong also waited for someone with a blank face. The subordinates next to him saw that his expression was condensed, and he did not dare to show his atmosphere. They thought he was impatient waiting, and quickly contacted the staff of the working group to ask them to find a way to rush the guests without leaving a trace; The subordinates were terrified, but they didn't know that what Zhongyuan Zhong also thought was - "Where should I take Taozhi for dinner at night?"

Kaiseki?Western food?Or Chinese food?

Taozhi rejects all high-calorie foods equally, but her preference is actually very obvious. Like all girls, she prefers sweet ones, but she can't eat too sweet ones.

He hates carrots and onions, and would sneakily pick them aside in distaste. If he was staring at them, he would pretend not to be a picky eater and barely eat half a mouthful.

If you accidentally bite ginger, you will frown for a long time, and your whole body will droop, like a kitten who accidentally licks unpalatable food and keeps pissing.

……miss her.

Think of peach branches.

But there is still work to be done, so bear with it for a while.

It should be over by five or six o'clock, right?That conjurer was too dawdling, he had no sense of time——

There was the sound of pattering footsteps at the door, and he tapped the rhythm with his fingers unconsciously.

The secretary ushered people in: "Come in, Tsurumi—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes and met a pair of golden pupils.

……Eh?

The author has something to say: what will happen? (demon whisper

The offensive and defensive battle of losing horses has just begun, so weird that I am writing the outline and laughing (mumbling

It’s Monday, and there are a lot of bad things, and I have squandered my saved manuscripts by entering v. I don’t know if I can finish writing today

If I can’t finish writing, I will post a leave note one or two hours in advance tonight, and I won’t update it tomorrow, and then make up the double update the day after tomorrow (because the clip needs to be updated after 11 o’clock in the evening); if I really can’t make up the double update the day after tomorrow, after 25 I will also take a day to make up for it, so don't worry everyone!

感谢在2022-05-2113:00:00~2022-05-2222:30:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: orange juice mixed with milk, I threw mines but you are really not every day, 591193151;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：半婳53瓶；毛毛30瓶；棠梨煎雪28瓶；玉凉、阿玖22瓶；橘子汁兑牛奶、nakaharachuuya20瓶；凌凌子、我投雷但您真的不日万10瓶；阿阿阿茶i7瓶；闲鱼仔子、四夕m丰月3瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!