did you see my dad

"It's snowing."

Children have an inexplicable love for snowflakes, but contrary to her, the members of the detective agency have particularly dignified expressions when they see the snowflakes falling down.

Kunikida: "President, should we..."

"Let's first inform the government to issue a notice not to go out for the time being." Needless to say, Fukuzawa Yukichi already understood Kunikida's meaning, "This snow is unusual, it's best not to touch it."

"Did you hear that, Huali?"

Huali, whose name was called, was reaching out to touch them at the moment, even though they were standing where they couldn't touch the outside, after hearing the reminder from the president, they immediately retracted their hands and nodded vigorously: "Huali knows .”

Taking advantage of the phone call from the president, Hualiwo whispered to Osamu Dazai in his arms.

"Can Mr. Dazai make a snowman?"

Even though the president reminded them not to touch, the children still yearn for the unique scenery in winter in their hearts. Even if they just touch and watch the snowflakes melt in their palms, it is a very interesting thing for them.

"Yes."

His vague answer didn't stop Huali's desire to confide. She didn't know that it was a very strange thing to see snow in this season, but she was excited because she remembered the past with her mother.

"Mom will also pile!" Her eyes were shining, and in her heart, her mother has not gone away, and because Osamu Dazai knows Ling, Huali has a little more desire to share with him, "Mom will give Huali Put on the gloves, and on the second day of the first snowfall, we built two snowmen together in the yard..."

"Pear Snowman and Mother Snowman will be close together."

Speaking of the old man, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but recall Ling, the medical staff who bandaged his wounds when he was at the port. At that time, Oda Sakuya was still alive. When he and Chuya quarreled, Ling was there to smooth things over.

That is one of the few places in their lives where they can relax, so it is only natural that they become friends who can eat together.

But she didn't plan to stay here for long.But apparently...

Mori Ogai will not let her leave so easily, this is the fact they all think.

On her birthday, they were invited to her house for dinner. A cake and two bottles of wine were the last food they ate together. For some reason, Osamu Dazai is not a very drunk person. He was very drunk that night. .

Flipping out the fragments of memories in his mind, he vaguely saw Ling walking towards him in his blurred vision after being drunk, and his lips painted with lip gloss were close to his ears, and he could even smell the sweetness. Fruity: "Are you drunk?"

They were sent back, but because they were not two people who could communicate peacefully, they found that their clothes were messed up on the second day after losing their memory, and they did not ask suspiciously about what happened last night. The news of Ling's disappearance arrived.

But according to Osamu Dazai's understanding of Mori Ogai, he doesn't seem to be a character who can easily let go of the people in the organization.

But what the truth is now, he has no way of knowing.

Huali realized that Osamu Dazai was in a daze, and hugged his cheeks with both hands. She moved her face closer and stared at Osamu Dazai's forehead covered with cotton cloth: "Mr. Dazai was injured again."

Osamu Dazai was taken aback by the familiar words, Huali in front of him seemed to overlap with the figure of the black-haired woman before, and the gentle voice seemed to reach his ears through time and space: "Mr. Dazai got hurt again?"

This made Osamu Dazai have doubts about Huali's identity in his heart, like glass that suddenly shattered, smashing to the ground with a squeak.

"Ah, it's normal..." Dazai Osamu avoided Huali's hand that wanted to touch the cotton cloth in a slightly embarrassed way, "I just wanted to try the way of knocking against the wall, I didn't expect it to be so painful."

Speaking of this, Yoshino, who is well versed in Osamu Dazai's pursuit of death, took Huali out of his arms and covered her ears by the way, "Mr. Dazai, don't say such things to a child, they You don’t have the right judgment yet.”

"I know, I know..." Osamu Dazai didn't make any excuses, but it can be heard from the words just now that he didn't mention the words "death" and "suicide" in Huali's ear, and he must have considered this A little, somewhat restrained.

The government acted very quickly. I don't know what's going on outside, but the hospital soon received a notice that it is forbidden to touch the snowflakes. Facing the snowflakes floating outside the hospital, the president decided to stay in the hospital for a while for the safety of the members. Don't go out until the snow stops.

And not only them, there were also patients looking at the snow outside with them.

The child was not detained, but she was not allowed to go out, so she could only play within the range they could see, and her fear of the hospital gradually decreased. There were also children playing in the lobby of the hospital, and Huali ran away without any pretense. I used to mingle with them, share my snacks, and talk about the snow outside.

"Why can't we go out and play in the snow?" a child asked in a low voice.

Huali, who knew the most among the children, shook her head: "I don't know either, but Mr. President said you can't touch it."

"Is it poisonous?" One of the children immediately covered his fingers and checked it out in fear, "But it snowed a few days ago, so I made a little snowman."

"Hanagi, we're going back." Kunikida called her name, interrupting the communication between the children, Huali immediately stood up, waved goodbye to them briefly, and ran towards Kunikida.

The snow outside suddenly stopped.

To prevent it from snowing again on the road, they chose to take a taxi directly back to the detective agency, and then it was time for their discussion.

Call the monitoring to find out why these comatose people reacted like this. If it happened after they touched the snowflake, then it is basically certain that there is something wrong with the snowflake.

Due to the sudden snowfall, the surrounding temperature dropped.

The president took out a small blanket to wrap Huali, and turned on the heater.After a while, the office warmed up, and Huali, who was wrapped into small rice dumplings, curled up on the sofa, her face flushed like a small apple.

Huali never interrupted their work, so they didn't avoid her when they checked the monitoring discussion.

In order to prevent her from being bored, Luanbu generously shared his crude snacks with her.

Not everyone’s location is monitored, and some were found at home, and a few cleaners on the street were disposing of garbage. It cannot be fully explained that their coma has something to do with the snow, but if they are at home If the person who was waiting had gone out to touch the snow and then returned home before becoming unconscious, their guess would make sense.

But because there is no monitoring, they cannot be completely sure about this matter.

"The government asked the masses to stay indoors as much as possible," the president told them the news. "Unless it is not necessary, do not touch anything suspicious, including snow, until you find out about this matter."

Huali was drowsy when she heard it, but she became more energetic when she heard that she couldn't touch the snow. Remembering what the child said in the hospital, Huali raised her hand: "Mr. President!"

The members of the detective agency gathered together cast their gazes at Huali.

Huali retracted her hand into her rug again, only showing her flushed face.

"What's the matter, Huali." The president stepped out and touched her forehead, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Said to pick her up and check her.

Huali, who was in the president's arms, shook her head: "No, I just want to talk."

She was sitting alone on the sofa. Hearing her words, the president thought she was lonely, and hugged her and put her on the stool among the members of the detective agency: "Then Huali, please join in."

Yu Xie Ye poked her cheek: "If it's too hot, loosen the blanket, it won't be good if it's too hot."

The words of obvious concern made Huali answer her seriously: "I know."

When the president was about to speak again, Huali raised her little hand again, looking at the president brightly as if she had something to say.

Even for a child, Fukuzawa Yukichi gave her enough respect, and immediately stopped and asked her, "What do Huali want to say?"

"Mr. President," Huali put her hands in front of her body politely, tilted her head and asked, "Why can't you touch that snow?"

If you want to persuade a child, you don't need to express it euphemistically, but just tell her the reason that she can understand.

And Fukuzawa Yukichi also realized this problem when getting along with Huali, she could understand some of their words, and she didn’t need to be as beautiful as a fairy tale, so under Huali’s gaze, he simply told her the reason: " Because if you touch the snow, you will probably be unconscious, that is, you won’t be able to sleep.”

"Just like the patients we see in the hospital."

"But……"

Huali said with a puzzled look on her face, "I also touched Lucy-san in the hospital, and he even made a little snowman."

As soon as the voice fell, the office fell silent.

Edogawa Luanpo put down the snacks: "Isn't it snow?"

The president hugged Huali, this question is very serious, he must make sure the source of this news is accurate.

"Are you sure, Huali." The tears on his face seemed to deepen a bit, and after getting Huali's positive answer, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

Fukuzawa Yukichi realized that he seemed to be thinking too simply: "Tanizaki, take a look at how many people came into contact with the snow that day, but did not respond?"

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes: "Maybe it's the snow that responds to special people?"

"We can't rule out this possibility," Kunikida said immediately after him, "but if it's not about Yuki, then what is the truth behind them? What is their purpose?"

The enemy is in the dark, they need to hurry up to solve this matter, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

At this time, the detective agency and the mafia would waste a lot of time on their own investigations.

As the leader, Mori Ogai would not go out easily, and Nakahara Chuya, as a member of the black-hand-party to cooperate, led his men to the detective agency. Huali's eyes lit up when he saw him.

Because Zhongyuan Zhong, who came here after a long time, also remembered the promise he had made with Huali at that time, and now he turned his head guiltily and cleared his throat.

"The situation is urgent," Zhong Yuanzhong stopped talking nonsense, and finally said what they discovered about the boy before, "Because he broke into our territory by accident. On the way to chase, two of his men didn't know why they were attacking him. I fell into a coma, and I still haven't woken up..."

Osamu Dazai seemed to have a particularly strong urge to speak when Chuya was speaking. He folded his arms in front of him and said lazily, "That's why you chased him in the dark alley last time. It seems... Chuya you Ah, and failed to catch up with a little boy."

The provocation in the words is simply blatant.

Chuya Nakahara put his hands on his knees, stared at Osamu Dazai and growled, "Shut up!"

"Didn't you catch up too?!"

Osamu Dazai found a reason for himself, turned his head away and hugged Huali in his arms: "That's because I wanted to take a child with me, so it didn't work."

Sure enough, only when Chuya and Osamu Dazai meet, will this place become noisy.

Huali covered her ears.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pursed his lips: "Now is not the time to quarrel, Dazai."

Because he is a member of the detective agency, the president only called Osamu Dazai's name, and Nakahara stopped with a snort.

The president took Huali out of Dazai Osamu's arms and hugged it himself.

"This kid escaped from me with the help of Fyodor." Speaking of this Central Plains Zhong, he was still very angry. "This Russian must be plotting something."

Edogawa Ranpo suddenly said: "Those two people in your mafia who are in a coma... do they have supernatural powers?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback by the question: "You mean..."

"Check it out."

"There is one." Zhong Yuanzhong also said the result that disappointed them. This was not a conspiracy against people with supernatural powers.

Ranbu didn't have much expression on his face, he added: "That is, indiscriminate attack."

"As for the people who came across the snow, some fell into a coma, and some didn't respond at all. If so..."

"Then find that boy," the president said, "Since we know it's his ability, but we don't know what kind of ability it is..."

It is indeed a very distressing thing.

Huali understood their conversation, and added an unhappy sentence: "He also took Huali's photo."

The president coaxed her: "We will ask him next time."

Only then did Huali be satisfied, and Nakahara was also a little irritable because of his mistake on this boy: "We have already deployed people in various places in Yokohama, and we will do it as soon as he comes out."

The benefits of having a large number of people are reflected.

In the middle of the night, a half-grown boy was squatting in a dark and foul-smelling place. Around him were piles of junk food found in trash cans, but there was no expression of disgust on his face. Instead, he held the food in both hands and gulped eat up.

And around him were a few big, oily mice, dragging their slender tails and propping up their upper body, trying to get a mouthful of crumbs from the boy's mouth to fill their stomachs.It's just that the boy didn't mean to give charity at all. After eating a discarded hamburger, he licked his fingers, grabbed the mice around him and threw them into the stinky ditch, which seemed to be a familiar experience.

But he was not full, and his stomach like a bottomless pit sent him a signal of hunger, which made him very irritable, and he found unfinished food in the garbage and stuffed it into his mouth, without any fluctuation in his eyes .

And when he was looking for the food that he had ignored, he keenly heard the slight sound of footsteps slowly approaching him, his hungry wolf-like eyes stared at the person accurately, and his mouth let out a warning growl, But he realized that the person in front of him was not strong enough for him to fight. While warning, his body kept moving backwards.

The man's boots stepped in the dirty sewer, and they were stained with dirty water.

But he still walked towards the boy unhurriedly.

The boy bent his body and faced the man who was about to approach him in an aggressive posture.

"Why are you so nervous?" The visitor curled up his lips, wearing a fur hat that didn't fit the season, and still didn't stop in response to the boy's reaction, "You forgot, I was the one who fed you food before. I brought you here?"

Hearing this, the boy seemed to calm down, staring at Fyodor's boots like a food dog, as if he would pounce on Fyodor's throat and bite his throat if he moved any further to a safe distance.

"Want to eat?"

These words were tantamount to stimulating the boy's nerves. He swallowed, but did not answer.

"You want to take revenge on those who bullied you." Noticing the unwillingness in the boy's eyes, Fyodor smiled lowly, "Just like last time, I will let you eat and let those who bully you... ..."

"How about being punished?"