On Thursday, April [-]th, it was still raining heavily after the past day.

After making sure that the wrist was clean without leaving any traces, Xi Ji once again lamented the power of his endless cycle, and jumped up from the bed with a yawn.

After changing her clothes, she stood at the desk and casually flipped through the physiology books and some mystery novels on the bookshelf, but she always felt that she couldn't read them at all.In the early morning, you should go out to breathe fresh air, it is too boring to be locked in the house.

Taking out the leaked paper and taking a look, Xi Ji looked normal, as if seeing a piece of ordinary paper, and put the paper back on the shelf.

All right, let's go out.

Before going out, Seijuro stood at the door expressionlessly, blocking Xi Ji's way.

"What are you going out for?"

"Uh, isn't it raining outside, just go out and play for a while..."

"That's right, idiots don't catch colds anyway." There was no fluctuation in facial expression, but Xi Ji always had a sense of irony when he heard these words.

Swallowing his saliva, Xi Ji decided to struggle to the death, "I, I'll go out to play and take pictures for you, no, video call to testify? I'll go to the detective agency to make a card and report..."

Seijuro looked up and down the cowardly Yuki, not knowing whether he got used to it or gave up, sighed and said, "Remember to post photos every hour."

"Good, good der!"

Although I feel that my younger brother's desire to control seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting more and more different from the gentle boy when we first met, but when I think that the current Seijuro is mostly caused by worrying about going out and messing around, Xi Ji I can't say anything in rebuttal.It's like going out to socialize with your boss at night, and trying to explain to your wife at home that the smell of perfume on your body is just like an office worker who is thrown into the arms of others and hugs you. .

Well, you must not tell Seijuro this sense of sight, otherwise she will never want to go out in the future.

Tokyo is heavy rain, Yokohama is... typhoon + heavy rain.

It is located on the seashore and it is rainy season, especially in Japan, typhoons are almost everywhere in summer, but the scale is relatively small, but it still hinders people from traveling.

Xi Ji stood in front of the window of the detective agency, looking at the dark sky outside and the clothes and sundries flying everywhere. The bean-sized raindrops hitting the glass could hear how violent the rain was.Just now, after she rushed into the detective agency covered in rain, the weather outside became even worse.The president who was planning to give everyone a holiday had no choice but to decide to stay behind after seeing the weather. Going out in this weather would be death.

By the way, after the last virus incident, Fukuzawa announced that Yuki had officially become a member of the detective agency.

Although he seemed to mean that Xi Ji had long been a real member of the club, but under Xi Ji's strong will, he simply mentioned it in front of everyone.Even so, Xi Ji was very happy, jumping around happily, but after being gnawed by the virus a lot, she lost her energy and fell into a coma on the spot, which scared the boss of all the people present, thinking that she was going to the west.

And in that virus incident, Dazai didn't tell Xi Ji what kind of deal Mori and Dazai reached.He only said that he had settled some old grievances between the detective agency and Hong Kong gangsters, and he had successfully caught the man behind the scenes, who seemed to be called... Fyodor Dostoyevsky.Well, it's better not to complain about why Mao Zi came to Japan to make troubles at this time. Anyway, people have already caught him, so everyone will pretend nothing happened.

"By the way, do you really have no other clothes?" Xi Ji tugged at her hospital gown, thinking of her sad hospital life.

Because all the clothes on her body were wet, and the detective agency had clothes suitable for her, and only the hospital gowns prepared in the treatment room.Ling Xiji regretted not leaving a few clothes behind when she moved out of the detective agency.

Those clothes were still hanging in the utility room at this time. After the washing machine was turned, there was no dryer and only a small blower.

"So when do we want to kidnap a capable person who can get angry?" Xi Ji sat on the sofa, kicked Dazai who was lying down, and asked with his chin propped up, "After all, from the perspective of juvenile comics, the protagonist There should be a fire method in the team."

"You just want someone to dry your clothes." Ranbu bluntly complained.

He lifted up Dazai who was holding the corpse on the ground, and responded honestly: "How about I blow it with a hair dryer?"

Xi Ji pointed to her hair and said that she had blown it for more than 20 minutes before drying it, and that little hair dryer was really not very effective.

But I was bored at home, but I didn't expect to find it even more boring when I went to the detective agency.You can still go out in the heavy rain in Tokyo, but you can’t go out directly due to the typhoon in Yokohama. Listening to the sound of the typhoon violently shaking the glass windows, I’m really worried that if someone who can’t stand the typhoon comes in, all the staff will bring their dogs.

"Shall we come and have fun?" Xi Ji said casually, and accidentally saw Kunikida who was working harder while being trapped in the detective agency, and said, "Or do something meaningful."

Compared to the hard-working Kunikida, the rest of them are more like a big salty fish.

Jinghua next to her turned out a stack of white paper from the table, tilted her head and asked, "Painting?"

"What a good idea, Xiao Jinghua! Ah." Dun suddenly realized something, and when he looked back, Xi Ji looked at him with the eyes of 'Oh, I understand', "Then what Miss Xi Ji, she and I have really no……"

"Oh, I understand, I understand," with a smile on his face, Xi Ji stepped forward and patted Dun on the back, looking like a good brother, "Dun Dun also suggested painting, right? Very good, then Let's just draw, Ranbu, do you want to come?"

"Oh!"

Therefore, the people who want to participate in the painting are as follows: Kyoka, Atsushi, Yuki, Ranpo... Dazai.

Yuki looked at Dazai who didn't know when he squeezed in with a tangled face, and released the little origami lottery he had made.Because I didn't know what to draw, I changed to draw each other's portraits, and it was the most fair way to draw lots.

Not only can you see the level of each person's painting skills, but you can also know yourself in the eyes of the other party, which is simply a magic stroke to promote the communication between everyone's hearts! ... At least Xi Ji thought so.

However, after the group came out, Xi Ji couldn't laugh anymore.

Dazai draws Dun, Dun draws Ranbu, Ranbu draws Kyoka, Kyoka draws Xiki, Xiki draws... Dazai.

Probably because the expression of dislike for Dazai on Xi Ji's face was too obvious, she didn't even think about hiding it, Luanbu laughed twice, and took out the colored pens in his desk to share with everyone, "Using these Caibi, this detective will cover you from now on!"

The voiceover is to remember to provide food for Ranbu after you use it.

After understanding, Xi Ji immediately went back to the utility room, brought out a few packets of potato chips and distributed them to several people, and added some extra wagashi to Ranbu.When it comes to feeding and feeding Luanbu, Xi Ji is always the most active one in the whole detective agency. She doesn't worry about whether she will make Luanbu fat. A real famous detective will not lose to fat!And Dazai... Dazai got nothing.

"Xiao Xiji, isn't this a bit too much for you?" Dazai said looking at his empty hands.

Yuki thought for two seconds, and symbolically gave Dazai a mint candy.

After peeling off the candy wrapper, Dazai didn't care too much, and sat there with a smile in his mouth, as if he was thinking about something else.

"Okay, let's start drawing, time 10 minutes!"

Afterwards, the only sound left in this small world was the sound of pens being written, and occasionally people could hear the movement of everyone passing colored pens to each other.

Kunikida, who was working, hung up the phone, looked up at the few people who were working hard to draw, and pushed his glasses with emotion.Although Xi Ji is also a noisy girl, sometimes she can stop the loudest other people, which is amazing.

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and after Xi Ji finished the last stroke, he let out a particularly disgusting bah.

Everyone's paintings have their own style. For example, Dun and Ranpo are like children's graffiti, which is very in line with their external personalities.Atsushi's random steps are a mess, as if he really felt that his drawing was too bad, and he wrote 'Japan's No.1 Detective' next to him, which calmed down the angry random steps in an instant.As for the mirror flower in the chaotic painting, it can only be seen that it is a little girl with twin ponytails in a red dress, pulling a doll that can't tell whether it is a rabbit or a fox. In a sense, it is indeed very vivid.

As an ex-assassin, Kyoka's drawing skills are a little better than these two kindergarten-level, belonging to the elementary school level that matches her education.What she drew was the big smile of a girl with yellow hair, and there were several suns shining next to each other.Sure enough, she knows how to avoid points that she can't draw, and it's much easier to only draw the head.At least this painting Xi Ji likes very much, and is going to take it home and treasure it.

Dazai really deserves to be the strongest comedian in the detective agency, so he drew a cat with the word 'king' written on his forehead, and the words 'meow meow meow' beside it.

Although it is difficult to evaluate Dazai's painting skills, the painting he drew did receive unanimous praise from the audience, and it is the one with the highest similarity.Rang Dun looked confused, wondering whether the members of the detective agency were looking at him or the cat, no, or the white tiger.

As for the Dazai drawn by Yuki...

That is, on a piece of white paper, draw a big black circle with a blank spot in the center.

"...What is this?" Dun was confused again. Could it be that this is the so-called art of adults?No, isn't Miss Xi Ji younger than him?

Ranbu saw something, bit a lollipop and asked, "I never thought that Dazai would look like this in Xi Ji's eyes."

"What? Mr. Ranpo, do you understand???"

Xi Ji slammed the table, feeling aggrieved about his painting, "If I don't use this kind of painting method, do I want to be realistic? What's so good about this person besides his appearance? Why do I have to paint the only thing on his body? advantage!"

After all, in Xi Ji's eyes, Dazai, the same kind, itself represents a kind of giant garbage, but it's just wrapped in a beautiful skin.If he changed to a skin that was not so good-looking, he would definitely be beaten more often when he went out to strike up a conversation and begged to die in love.

The only advantage... Atsushi silently looked at Dazai.

Compared to the chaotic few people here, Dazai looked at the painting thoughtfully.

"Do you still need me to explain in detail?" Xi Ji poked the black circle on the paper, "The white one is his disguise, the dark one is his heart, and the white one in the innermost one is that he is just a no-nonsense person." A person with a heart is looking for something to fill in. Isn't this picture easy to understand?"

After speaking, she held up the picture again and rushed into the president's room to ask Fukuzawa.

Without getting what Xi Ji said, Dun turned his head and asked Jinghua next to her if she could see it, but saw that even Jinghua seemed to be in deep thought.

"I'm a little surprised, but if it's Dazai in Xiji's eyes, it's quite normal." Luanbu opened a bag of potato chips and ate it, and continued: "Well, especially the Dazai in Xiji's eyes now. "

Dun didn't understand the sentence emphasized after Ranpo, and he still didn't understand. Then he saw that Jinghua took out a frame from nowhere, as if he wanted to frame Dazai's tiger painting, but Dun strongly protested and refused. .

Dazai didn't know what he came up with, he took out a piece of candy from Ranbu, sat on the sofa and smiled cheerfully, "Xiao Xiji's heart is actually a circle, ah, it's really sad."

"Don't you think about why I drew a circle and not a square?" Xi Ji heard Dazai's words as soon as he came out of the president's office, and said a little happily: "The president really deserves to be the president, and he really understands My art!"

Although Fukuzawa's expression became very subtle after hearing that this was Dazai painted by Yuki, he frowned and thought for a while before nodding.This reaction always made Xi Ji feel that Fuzawa was perfunctory to her, and there was a little sympathy for her, and he didn't know whether he was sympathizing with Xi Ji's impressionist painting skills or Xi Ji's brain.But in short, he agreed, which means that Xi Ji's painting is no problem.

Hearing this, Dazai rubbed his chin, pretended to think for a few seconds, snapped his fingers, and exclaimed, "Ah, are you complimenting me for my smooth handling?"

This time, Lian Dun's eyes changed.

Could it be that Mr. Dazai doesn't have a B number for what he looks like in the eyes of others?

"No, I just want to say that you have no dead ends to reject everyone who voted, regardless of good intentions or malice." Said with distaste, Xi Ji began to regret why she drew Dazai, and now she even began to doubt Dazai and Dazai. Did the two people in Ranpo play tricks, "Dazai, you really didn't do anything with the lottery, did you?"

Dazai immediately shook his head, with a very pious expression on his playful face: "I didn't interfere with the sacred lottery~"

Xi Ji: I don't believe it at all.

The author has something to say: add a chapter to the inexplicable and unexpected Dazai line.I'm almost convinced by what you say that Dazai is superior.

Don't be afraid of the stock, the friendship line of all the lines is the most stable at present, much more stable than 27.

Unless Xi Ji took the initiative to speak up, it would be really difficult to lose the horse. Akashi had noticed something else wrong.

There are too many written in the dark, and the next few chapters should be about daily life.

Thanks to "╰﹀I'm not too gentleゞ" for the cute landmine, the even number... add 10.Don't be like this, I really can't finish Chapter 80.

There should be another chapter to add tonight.

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