In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

Yinwu Xianle stared at the outside of the dessert shop from Funagawa Asaka's perspective. Two policemen approached by the glass window. She asked the system in her heart, "Is there any case that you want the detective to solve?"

[No, the police are here to deal with the detectives] The system gloated: [You didn't pay attention at all, today is a working day, isn't it, a 15-year-old underage girl]

Funagawa Asaka didn't realize the meaning of the system for a while, until the police came to their table, handcuffed the dazed Mr. Detective, and comforted her softly.

The underage dropout girl hastily explained that the chat just now was all a joke.

Will the righteous policeman believe her nonsense?

Of course not.

So Buffy was inexplicably arrested without eating strawberries, and was labeled as a kidnapper. An angry detective sat in the detention room of the police station with a displeased face, waiting for the president to come and release him on bail.

"Eat something first?" Funagawa Asaka, who had finished explaining frantically with the police, poked her head in, and walked in with two servings of pork chop rice: "It's double salad dressing."

Edogawa Luanbu took the pork chop rice, took a bite of the pork chop that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with a depressed expression on his face: "What, stupid clerk."

Funagawa Asaka spread her hands helplessly, dipped some salad dressing into her mouth with disposable chopsticks: "It's my fault."

"It doesn't matter about you." Edogawa Ranpo shook his head: "Forget it, let's take it as a reward for helping them solve the case, hmph."

"But it's impossible for famous detectives to take their cases any more in the near future." The childish Mr. Detective held up his chopsticks: "Absolutely impossible! It's impossible for a stupid policeman to cry for his name as a detective!"

【How does the pork chop rice taste?】

"The outside is charred and the inside is tender. It's a pity they refused to give me three times the amount of salad dressing, saying that other prisoners would have no salad dressing." Funagawa Asaka replied in a very disappointed way. Wrapped in salad dressing, she ate the smallest one. Pork Chop: "But the taste is still good."

Listen to Bourbon's voice without strings, change into prison uniforms and handcuffs, change into costumes and eat pork chop rice is the soul,

The first time I enjoyed it, as a victim, I didn't experience the ultimate service, which is a bit regrettable.

He still remembered that he proposed to have Scotch pork chop rice, but was rejected by Bourbon on the grounds that the pork chop rice was a unified order and not a la carte.

Then Scotland sent a pork chop rice bento at night, and Bourbon's mouth was crooked, hehe.

"Random steps." Wearing a traditional samurai uniform, Fukuzawa Yukichi with short silver-gray hair came in through the door of the detention room. The president, whose expression was serious enough to scare a crying child, said, "The explanation is clear, let's go."

Edogawa stood up angrily, "I want those two idiot police officers to apologize to the detective."

Damn it, the president even came to bail after seeing the famous detective in such a mess!

Fukuzawa Yukichi disagreed and said, "Random steps."

Edogawa cast a sideways glance at the following policeman: "Falsely framed a detective in the front foot, and then asked someone to help solve the case. How can there be such a good thing."

The police officer who walked in with a stack of documents smiled wryly: "Sorry, detective, these street auxiliary police don't know you."

The two policemen who followed hurriedly bowed.

"When the police didn't even confirm the confirmation, they arrested others casually and even threatened a detective. Contrary to the pleadings is an additional crime of assaulting the police." It's a false case."

The police officer glanced at the two policemen with sharp eyes: "This is different from what you reported."

The two policemen who had their selfishness exposed were sweating coldly.

"Sorry, Mr. Ranpo, the police station will definitely check and punish it." The police officer smiled apologetically and raised the document in his hand: "Now, can I see the entrustment?"

"Okay, Ranpo." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "They have already apologized."

"The famous detective only said that he accepted the apology, but he didn't say that he would accept the commission." Edogawa Ranpo snorted coldly, and turned his head: "The stupid policeman can't do any case without the famous detective."

He looked at Funagawa Asaka: "Asaka is not allowed to take it either."

Funagawa Asaka nodded, expressing that she listened to Edogawa Ranpo.

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, feeling a little helpless towards Edogawa Ranpo who was playing with a petty temper. At the same time, he was a little strange about the interaction between Edogawa Ranpo and Funagawa Asaka.

One is Funagawa Asaka's intimacy with Edogawa Ranpo, and the other is the natural maintenance revealed in Edogawa Ranpo's tone.

That was Edogawa Ranpo's attitude towards those he trusted.

Mr. President paused for two seconds before speaking: "If you can help the military and police solve this case..."

Edogawa Ranbo casually took a bite of the pork chop rice, and refused all over his face: "Bonuses, or promotion? The famous detectives have eaten pork chop rice. They are criminals. How can they help the military and the police solve the case."

Fukuzawa Yukichi had a cold expression on his face, but what he said didn't match: "I'll just praise you."

Asaka Funagawa blinked her eyes with a startled expression.

Edogawa Ranbu was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly became serious, he grabbed the detective hat, put it on his head, and compromised helplessly: "I really can't help it, President, you have already talked about this, then I will accepted."

He looked at Funagawa Asaka: "It just so happens that the test between the famous detective and Asaka is not over yet, hey, why is that expression, you can convert it, if it is your husband who wants to praise you..."

Funagawa Asaka's expression turned serious, she understood Edogawa Ranpo's excitement, the girl hammered her leg, imagining how her husband would praise her: "That's an important reward worth giving your life for."

She is so envious, envious that Edogawa Ranpo can be trusted and praised by promises.

If it's her husband... well, first of all, she won't play petty temper in front of her husband, every order from him should be cherished, and secondly, if she does this, he probably won't If you want to coax her, turn around and change to a more capable subordinate to do things.

Edogawa Ranpo nodded in agreement, put on his glasses, and prepared to enter the [Super Reasoning] state to solve the case.

A verbal praise, why would it be worth the cost of life?

Although the police officer was puzzled, fortunately a detective forgave their rudeness and agreed to go out, so he handed over the information.

"This is a report from this morning. The incident took place in an alley in the concession near Leibo Street. The identity of the deceased was the vice president of the Cannes Group. He wrote a line on the ground next to the corpse, which said that this person had colluded with a foreign criminal organization. , involved in human trafficking...."

Gorgeous roses grow on the vines as thick as the baby's arms, and wrap around the body that has been sucked dry of flesh and blood, leaving only a thin skin. If you don't look carefully at the faintly flesh-colored skin, this cluster of flowers is so beautiful that there is nothing to say.

But when I think about what the nourishment of this red bleeding flower is, it makes people creepy.

Seeing the photo, Funagawa Asaka subconsciously let go of her hand, and the photo fell to the ground. The girl bent down in a panic, picked up the photo, smiled apologetically, and pretended that she was frightened by the horror of the corpse.

Her clumsy performance did not hide from Edogawa Ranpo's eyes.

"Do you know the prisoner?" Edogawa Ranpo held a photo taken alone, and pressed his finger on the note with beautiful characters written on the ground with blood. He said firmly: "The prisoner is your organization. people."

Qian Xiangjiang, who has the same talent as a famous detective, will not be frightened by mere corpses, so she can only know the prisoner.

The eyes of the three people in the room all fell on Funagawa Asaka.

Especially Yukichi Fukuzawa, who heard the speculation behind Funagawa Asaka from Osamu Dazai, his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to draw his sword in the next second.

[Main task: reach 10 prestige of the black organization]

Gained prestige?

[The prestige task covers a wide range, including the exposure of the vest, the popularity of the organization, the degree of disaster that can be quelled by recovering abnormal items, and is linked to the stability of the world's cornerstone] The system explained: [Although it is prestige, sending the vest to debut, the organization The information is posted all over the street, it is impossible to complete the task]

"Why do you think of sending a vest to debut..."

[Because the word 'prestige' is very ambiguous, I'm afraid you may misunderstand it] The system added another sentence: [Although you did not misunderstand it]

"Because I'm not a fool."

He exists to recover abnormal items. If the main task is completed, his obsession disappears and he quits. The abnormal items are still increasing, and the system has said that the savior must be him...

You don't need to think about it to know that behind the word 'prestige', there must be thick terms.

He just doesn't want to know.

Edogawa Ranpo frowned: "Asaka?"

"Sorry, I was distracted." Funagawa Asaka held her chin: "The prisoner is called Suzumiya, code-named 'Murderer', male, good-looking, in his twenties, his abilities are as shown in the photo, and his name is [thorns] With roses], through skin and body/fluid contact, it can give birth to roses that feed on flesh and blood.”

"The motive for the murder is the note he left behind. He acts bravely when he sees justice. Suzumiya has a very extreme personality and can't tolerate sand in his eyes." Funagawa Asaka complained: "If you say he is righteous, what he himself did is enough to be shot a hundred times. Not a good guy, but he's also committed to killing the bad guys."

Staring at Edogawa Ranpo's surprised gaze, Funagawa Asaka snorted softly, "I'm a detective anyway, and a criminal is a criminal, even if I'm a colleague."

The little girl added: "Don't think that our organization is some kind of illegal and disciplined criminal gang just because of the murderer. Sir, he controls his subordinates very loosely, and the organization is not as strict as the university club. It's normal to have a few perverts." .”

The system's tone was weird: [It's a few perverts, yes]

"What do you mean? Will there be perverts in vests in the future?"

The system estimated: [Probably only the 'detective' is not a pervert]

Otonashi String Music recalled Funagawa Asaka and Murderer's vague views on other colleagues.

There are all evaluations such as devils, perverts, and monsters, and none of them make the existing vests feel loved by colleagues.

Oh.

"...Excuse me, who decides the character of the vest."

【Maybe it's a fake made for you, or it might be that this person really exists, who knows】

"..."

"The case has been solved, a brave idiot knight." Edogawa Ranpo threw the information on the table. He was not very interested in the case, but was more interested in Funagawa Asaka's description: "Asaka sauce seems to hate murderers. ?”

"I hate all the idiots who share my husband, and I hate this mad dog even more." Funagawa Asaka mentioned the 'killer', and her handsome face was filled with disgust: "That guy tried to kill me several times... ..."

Funagawa Asaka has the lowest status in the organization. She is not even qualified to follow the leader. Of course, this is just her opinion. In the eyes of outsiders, she is a canary held by the leader, weak and unable to stand The stormy dodder, useless but beloved.

Therefore, almost all other colleagues in the organization have assassinated Funagawa Asaka, in short, they just wanted to kill her.

Fortunately, my husband found out in time, otherwise, she would not have survived today.

Edogawa blinked in disorder: "It seems that Mr. is very good-looking?"

He always thought it was a middle-aged greasy uncle.