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

Mori Ogai tried a few more words, Otonashi String Music still looked like this, unfazed by favor or humiliation, when he lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were pleasing to the eye, his breath was so hidden that people could ignore his appearance.

With the acumen of the above-mentioned person, Mori Ogai came to the following conclusion, Otonashi String Music is intentional, deliberately making himself so inconspicuous, because he does not want to cause trouble, does not want to be noticed, purely perfunctory.

Mori Ogai suddenly understood why this person could hide for five years.

Will extreme masqueraders hide themselves, looking dusty and inconspicuous, but in fact they are brilliant diamonds?

...How wonderful, this is not a natural pawn, ah no, subordinate.

The breath is mild and harmless, and the ability to disguise is strong. Because I don’t want to cause trouble, the chance of betrayal is small. I have no investment. I grow a wild diamond without ambition. .

This one-in-a-million face alone is pleasing to the eye when talking about business and standing behind it as a mascot. It is eye-catching for partners and can increase the success rate.

Mori Ogai kept the name Otonashi String Music in his heart.

It's a crime to let the diamonds get dusty for so long.

[Worthy of being the leader of a large organization, it’s really good to make the best use of everything you have] The system sighs: [Your fishing plan is probably going to fail]

Yin Wuxian was speechless in his heart, he took a vacation, and went out twice in total, one time picking chrysanthemums and one time Mori Ogai, bad luck.

In order to stabilize the cornerstone of the world, he must also work in the third quarter, because the third quarter is where the most supernatural beings are.

"What do you think of me going to the Armed Detective Agency to accept the difficulties of Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu?"

【I think it will be easier for you to be in the port mafia. After all, if you go to a detective agency, you will have to spend your mental energy to suppress the excited detective, or simply expose your identity and restrain the murderer and the son of God from killing people on the edge of OOC. It’s not breaking the law.]

It is impossible for the Armed Detective Agency to receive a large number of death reports on Radium Bowl Street when it has the ability and the possibility to stop them.

Yinwu Xianle sighed, feeling a little tired: "Next time you go out, remember to remind me to read the almanac."

As for the Special Agents Division?

That thing wasn't on the shortlist in the first place.

Alice, who was behind Mori Ogai, stomped her feet, her face full of displeasure: "How long are you going to talk, Rintaro!"

Only then did Ogai Mori come to his senses, comforted Alice, and then said to Otonashi String Music: "Then leave, Otonashi-kun, I still have to go shopping with my children."

"Goodbye, leader." Yin Wuxian bowed lightly.

After sending Mori Ogai away, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of Mori Ogai's expression of looking at the goods, he instantly became sad.

"I have a hunch that it will be troublesome in the future..."

【It's still too late for you to be disfigured】

"Don't talk nonsense." Yin Wuxian gave a long sigh: "It's all your fault, you arranged this identity for me at the beginning."

To start the Armed Detective Agency, there are not so many things.

Directly based on the script of the brothers and sisters Asaka Funagawa, Yu Shengyu Zhi Suzumiya and the others were released, and Asaka Funagawa was removed from the members of the mysterious organization, and everything was settled.

【Isn't this just to give you a sense of intimacy? The status of a low-level employee is originally leisure, and being a mafia is convenient】The system is guilty: 【Who knew you...】

Special temperament, special constitution.

This Ouhuang physique, which is crazily appreciated by his boss, is so bad luck for Yinwu Xianle who doesn't want to work now.

"Let's find Nanika." Yin Wuxian Yue glanced at the tragic scene: "He's already dead..."

Ya Lujia's original family beat the enemy Hakka, and before sealing him, they experimented with living people.

Four-year-old Alluka has killed 64 people.

Rejecting her four coquettish actions will kill at least two people.

Before causing an uproar, he had two choices. One, quickly find Alluka and use Nanika's ability to dispose of the corpse. Two, wait for the members of the mysterious organization to add one. exposed.

Don't ask, the question is that there is a riot in Yokohama now, and the special ones are all classified as members of the mysterious organization, because there is Suzumiya, a lawless senior, first.

Kunikida Doppo, who had just visited a household, glanced at Osamu Dazai, who had disappeared, and a hashtag popped up above his head: "Where did that bastard bandage waste the device?"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu who was humming with his arms crossed behind his head, and asked, "Is it okay if we don't look for it together?"

"It doesn't matter. Finding people is Kunikida's specialty, and he will finish it soon." Osamu Dazai smiled, and then he complained: "I also want to do Gu Qi's work, and wait for Asaka to work in the detective agency or something , unfortunately, was dragged out by Kunikida."

Although Oda Sakunosuke felt that there was something wrong with Dazai Osamu, but after thinking about it carefully, the people in the detective agency didn't say anything, and he naturally didn't bother: "Then go drink?"

"It's noon soon, how about going to eat curry rice?" Osamu Dazai raised his hand: "I know there is a very authentic spicy curry, not worse than the one Odasaku likes."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, a little lonely, but unfortunately, the boss and the children will not come back to life.

When he arrived at the curry shop, Osamu Dazai rested his chin, drew water mist on the cup filled with ice water with his fingers, watched Oda Sakunosuke take a bite of curry without changing his face, and sighed as usual: "Did Oda Sakuno eat it?" There is no taste."

Who knows that Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "I really can't eat it."

He's just a puppet now.

Osamu Dazai's smile froze, he lowered his head, dug a large spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, said vaguely: "The spicy curry here is not spicy at all, even I can finish it, Odasaku."

Selina's doll is so realistic that Osamu Dazai almost forgot that Oda Sakunosuke is a doll.

Knowing that Sarina was making a puppet with five senses, Oda Sakunosuke looked suspiciously at Dazai Osamu who was so hot that his ears were red and his face was indifferent. He didn't know whether he was spicy or not, and said flatly: " Is that right, if Dazai can eat it, it shouldn’t be very spicy.”

"Isn't this Dazai-kun?" A male voice suddenly came from the door of the store: "Long time no see."

Mori Ogai held Alice's hand and held several bags in the other hand. He opened the door and came in. Although he greeted Osamu Dazai, his purple eyes stared at Sakunosuke Oda: "Who is this?"

"The one you thought of." Osamu Dazai's face turned indifferent, he put down the spoon, made a crisp sound when it collided with the porcelain plate, and stood up simply, the legs of the stool rubbed harshly on the ground: "We're full, let's go , Mr. Weikang."

Oda Sakunosuke, whose pseudonym was Weikan Ryukichi, nodded and followed Dazai Osamu with a poker face.

After going out, Osamu Dazai glanced back and found that Mori Ogai was ordering food for Alice.

He didn't recognize Oda Saku.

Instead, Oda Sakunosuke is classified as a member of a mysterious organization.

It's not in vain that he endured his nausea and brought Oda Sakunosuke here.

"I received information that the child appeared at the Central Building 10 minutes ago."

Mechanically synthesized, neither male nor female, some sharp voices sounded: "Trouble, when I find the child, I will transfer the final payment to the detective agency account."

"No, 500 million is already a lot..."

'beep beep'

The phone hangs up.

Kunikida Doppo rubbed his temples.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to meet such an arrogant client.

Yinwu Xianle hurried over, and with the help of the system, he called up the monitoring, and soon found Ya Lujia's figure on the edge of the monitoring, but.

There is another person beside him.

There was a hint of alertness in Yin Wuxian Le's light gray eyes.

Peaked cap, black sunglasses, leather gloves holding a pipe, dressed as a detective, holding a doll in red in his arms, with a serious and sharp expression, talking to Alluka.

detective.

tricky profession.

[Your intuition is right, that is a super dangerous supernatural being under the control of the Supernatural Secret Service, the 'murder detective' Ayatsuji pedestrian]

[The ability is that the prisoner who revealed the truth died of an accident, heart disease, crushed to death, hit by a car, in short, very dangerous]

Are all detectives in this world this outrageous?

No, it seems that detectives in any world are outrageous.

For example, the boy behind the sleeping Kogoro, wherever he goes and dies, can be perfectly exposed every time.

The case was solved and the detectives were outrageous.

"Yalujia, I finally found you." Yin Wuxian took a few steps forward, smiling harmlessly, with a little worry: "Where did you go, let my brother find it easier."

The eyes of Aluka who was being grabbed by his clothes lit up, and Ayatsuji Kintoshi let him break free with a slippery hand. He hugged Otonashi's leg and said coquettishly, "Brother, Aluka is scared."

If you ignore the smile on his face, you are indeed afraid.

Otonashi, who smelled the blood on his body, sighed inwardly.

No wonder the detective got him.

Is it because Nanika's strength is not enough, which caused the splashing blood not to be stopped when eating?

He touched Alluka's head: "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

Afterwards, Otonashi raised his head and looked at Ayatsuji Xingren: "Just now you held him back and refused to let him go, did my brother do something to offend you?"

"You can smell it, at least the smell of blood that can only be smelled by close contact with the corpse." Ayatsuji pedestrian stared at Otonashi String Music with sharp eyes: "Mafia."

He sighed that detectives are really troublesome, without a trace of emotion on his face: "Even if my profession is the mafia, that's not the reason for you to embarrass my brother."

"You are indeed a mafia, but your status is not high. You are just a lower class, but the lower class will not have such a temperament. Are undercovers, and there will be no such high-profile undercovers. Undercovers are usually ordinary-looking guys... ..." Ayatsuji Xingren talked to himself, he looked at Yin Wuxian who was full of harmless breath, and fell into confusion: "You and him are not brothers, but adopted. This child was lost within a day. ..."

Otonashi, a detective who is normal and likes to show off his strength like a peacock, is relieved to finally meet him.

It would be nice not to be a pervert like Edogawa Ranpo and Funagawa Asaka who can see through the truth at a glance.

He likes this kind of step-by-step reasoning.

"There is a limit to self-talk." Yin Wuxian said coldly: "I'm just a low-level member of the Mafia on vacation. I haven't committed any crimes, and neither has my brother. If there is nothing wrong, we will leave."

After smelling his brother's breath enough, Alluka raised his head and pointed at the pedestrian Ayatsuji: "Brother, he suddenly grabbed Alluka and asked him some inexplicable questions."

"It's just that the bloody smell on this child is too strong. I just want to ask him where he has seen the corpse." Ayatsuji pedestrians don't care about the boy's accusation. He is a detective with high IQ and his own way. One mouthful: "Besides, if I hadn't grabbed him, according to his trajectory and your tracing route, it would take you about half a day to find him."

"Should I thank you?" Yinwu Xianle frowned, "Yalujia is still young, if he wandered around and saw some dead body, you shouldn't force him to recall."

"It's not the job of a detective to take care of the psychology of a strange child." Ayatsuji pedestrian narrowed his eyes and pressed his purple peaked cap: "Forget it, there are so many mafias in this city, maybe this child broke in by accident. The battlefield that was cleaned by the scavenger, I apologize to you."

When Yin Wuxian heard the apology, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Why are these words so purposeful?

Sure enough, in the next second, Ayatsuji pedestrian raised the ball-jointed doll with black hair and red skirt in his arms: "You know the experts who make dolls, I want a large-sized Ms. Misaki Naruto."

Yin Wuxian Yue subconsciously pinched the Scottish doll sewn by Selina that was unintentionally revealed in the windbreaker pocket: "That teacher doesn't take orders casually."

"I can afford it."

"She's not short of money."

"That's very troublesome." Ayatsuji pedestrians clicked their tongues: "How did you agree to help me connect? The port mafia."

The doll in Yin Wuxian's pocket is exquisite in workmanship, and it looks like everyone's work. He must get a Miss Misaki Naruto with the same workmanship.

"What benefits can I get?" Otonashi raised his eyebrows, seeing the resolute attitude of Ayatsuji pedestrians.

Ayatsuji pedestrians narrowed their eyes, looked up and down, Yin Wuxian, if there is no shortage of money...

"Have you ever heard of 'homicide detective'?"

Of course I've heard of it, just heard of it.

On the face, Yin Wuxian shook his head: "I only know that getting involved with the detective will be very troublesome."

"You will never use me." Ayatsuji Xingren thought of the exquisitely crafted doll in Otonashi's pocket, and his heart was a little itchy. The doll said: "My detective agency is near the red brick. You can entrust me with any case."

Yin Wuxian looked a little hesitant, but was obviously moved: "How can I contact you?"

Ayatsuji pedestrians were taken aback.

This is a problem.

His communication facilities are all under surveillance. If there is no sound, it will obviously cause him trouble, and this person will definitely not agree to help at that time.

But seeing Ms. Saki Naruto...

Ayatsuji Xingren decided to bow his head for the doll: "Ta-Q-Bin, remember to remain anonymous."

Then he took out a palm-sized Ms. Misaki Naruto from her pocket and gave it to Otonashi String Music, and said, "Don't forget to remain anonymous."

Afterwards, Yan Tsuji looked around, with a hint of impatience on his face: "I've been out for too long today, wait a little longer, someone will come over, goodbye."

After speaking, he left.

"Why anonymous, and why is he in such a hurry?" Yin Wuxian was at a loss: "I'm an adult, and I still have to report the time when I go out?"

[The homicide detective is a special first-class dangerous supernatural being monitored by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. A squad of snipers takes turns to guard him 24 hours a day, and the special agents closely monitor him. He should have slipped out when he came out this time]

[But you don’t have to worry, Ayatsuji Xingren is a person with a strong sense of justice. As long as you entrust him and he can receive it, he will definitely not renege on the debt. However, I am a little confused. There are detectives around, why do you want the favor of a murder detective? 】

Yinwu Xianle blinked, because those in the intelligence business never know who they will use for their next mission.

Many friends and multiple roads are not nonsense. If you use them properly, the homeless on the street are a powerful help.

"However. Otonashi String Music put the exquisitely crafted Misaki Naruto doll in his pocket, opposite the Scottish doll: "It's really unlucky to go out this time. "

It's Mori Ogai and Ayatsuji Pedestrian again, troublesome.

Yalujia clutched the windbreaker with no strings, raised his head, his gray-blue eyes were full of purity and cleanliness, which belonged to the innocent malice of a child: "Do you want Nanika to kill them?"

"No need, Yaluka, and Nanika." Otonashi pinched the boy's face with a smile: "Get rid of your hunting scene, and let the armed detective agency forget your appearance."

Ya Lujia blinked in confusion, but obediently obeyed Yin Wuxian's words, and stretched out his hand: "Xianle, kiss."

Waiting for all the coquettishness to be completed, and wishing to see, he took the little boy's hand: "Let's go home, Aluka, and Nanika."