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Soon, the red-haired man was surrounded by familiar greetings: "You are here, have you recovered your memory after so many days?" No, I can try cutting you twice."

"...Thanks, but."

Everyone was so enthusiastic, the red-haired man couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. He didn't make any effort to retrieve his memory these days, and he never thought of these colleagues once, but his colleagues cared about him so much and cared about him.

There was a pile of snack wrappers on the table in front of Ranpo Edogawa. He obviously sat in the meeting room and waited for a while. After looking up and down at the red-haired man, his mood suddenly became unstable: "Huh? You already Have you seen it? He took the initiative to find you? You have confirmed... Isn’t that the case? It’s not the case!”

After throwing out a series of self-questions and answers that no one could understand, Luanbu's eyes became dazed, and he didn't care if the chocolate lollipop in his hand fell to the table: "No way...so that's the case...it's actually from the very beginning. It imagined my existence, so there was no chance for me to find out..."

After a while, a look of mixed joy and excitement appeared on Ranbu's face again: "Fortunately, Oda, you got that memory, otherwise, wouldn't I have been kept hidden from me, which is terrible for a famous detective like me." What a shame, alas, it must be taken as a warning."

Talking about shame and humiliation, in fact, Ranbu was as happy as getting a surprise toy, and fell into a brainstorm on his own.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, and the gentle young Junichiro Tanizaki whispered to the red-haired man quietly, "Mr. Oda, do you know what Mr. Ranpo is talking about?"

"Sorry, I don't know too well."

"Then do you know the theme of today's meeting?"

"do not know."

The red-haired man sat down calmly.Although he really didn't know, his expression and posture seemed to be under control.

Kunikida Doppo, who usually seems anxious, is always more stable in formal meetings. Seeing that everyone is present, he takes out a notebook and prepares the minutes of the meeting.

President Fukuzawa turned his face away and said: "There is no need to record today's meeting, no matter it is written or electronic, there should be no traces."

Kunikida Doppo's first reaction was to follow the instructions and close the notebook, and the second reaction was to be surprised: "Today's meeting..."

"It's related to the Supernatural Secret Service and Hong Kong gangsters." President Fukuzawa said.

Dr. Xie Ye, who was trying to figure out who would do the surgery later, also cheered up and straightened his back.

Almost everyone knows what kind of organization Hong Kong Black is.Because the action is rarely carried out, every time it is mentioned, there will be an air of mystery, like seeing the veil on the face of a dancing girl.

Luanbu recovered from his own thoughts, and while lamenting that he took away the lollipop that fell on the table, he solemnly said to the red-haired man: "Since this is the case, for you, the next situation It needs to be treated with even more caution. At present, the only ones who know about it are me and President Fukuzawa. It depends on you whether you want to discuss it publicly within the scope of the detective agency."

The red-haired man understood the sentence, he nodded and said, "It's okay, let everyone know."

The three participants who didn't know why pricked up their ears curiously.

"Actually, I and Dazai Osamu, the current leader of the gangsters, were good friends in the original trajectory, and Dazai is also aware of this." The red-haired man summed up the situation succinctly.

After the words fell, Dr. Xie Ye had a strange expression. She repeatedly digested the information revealed in the red-haired man's words, and then the expression became more and more strange.

Tanizaki Junichiro turned pale with fright, and he didn't quite believe his ears, he looked around and hoped that someone would explain to him again.

Kunikida Doppo tore off the cover of the meeting minutes with a "crash".

The meeting discipline is not as meaningful as the handbook with the word "ideal" written on it, so even if it is torn, it is just a matter of having to copy it again for Kunikida Doppo, and it is not a big loss.

But the red-haired man was still sorry, and he seemed to scare everyone again: "I'm sorry."

The tone is flat, without any ups and downs.

"Uh...no, it's nothing." Kunikida Doppo tried his best to appear nonchalant, put the notebook under the table, cleared his throat with a cough. "Oda, why do you say that is the original trajectory?"

"Because the things in my memory didn't happen. But whether it's because of the existence of parallel worlds, or because Dazai went back in time to change everything, I haven't been able to figure it out yet."

Of course, no matter what the situation is, it will not change the red-haired man's attitude towards Osamu Dazai.

President Fukuzawa signaled everyone to return their attention to the current meeting: "During this time, Ranpo and I have been investigating the Mimic incident that year, and now we want to inform you of the results of the investigation."

Fukuzawa Yukichi's tone of voice has a convincing power, which may be due to his age and experience, or may be due to his temperament and personality charm. The meeting room where people were originally fluctuating calmed down instantly. Everyone Showed enough concentration.

"The thing about Mimic wasn't the focus of this meeting, so I'll make a long story short.

"Mimic is an overseas criminal group, which entered Yokohama under the guidance of Hong Kong gangsters back then, and carried out criminal activities that have caused headaches for the government.

"Because all members are well-trained, and its leader is a powerful superhuman named Gide, no one can easily deal with them.

"Not long after, Mimic was dispatched by Hong Kong gangsters to destroy it. The person who killed Gide was Dazai Osamu, who had become the leader at that time."

The red-haired man blinked slightly.

This piece of information was something neither he nor his friends from Wanshiwu could collect.

Because of inertial thinking, he subconsciously thought that Gide was killed by himself, just like Yokohama is a seaside city.But in fact, this was done by Osamu Dazai.

That's right, otherwise, how could he have lived with the children until now?

It must be very hard, right?Dazai.

Fukuzawa Yukichi took a deep look at the red-haired man.

Will things develop for the better, or for the worse?Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't deduce it, just like when he founded the detective agency for Luanpo, he just took one step at a time.

No one can say whether a thing is good or bad, unless you can see the end at a glance.

"Before Hong Kong gangsters wiped out Mimic, Osamu Dazai had a secret meeting with the Supernatural Secret Service. This secret meeting would not have left any form of records, but the Supernatural Secret Service secretly filmed a video." Fukuzawa Yuji said.

"The storage location of the video has been confirmed, and what we need to do now is to find a way to sneak into the secret facility and get the video without alarming anyone."

Ranpo raised three fingers: "The person who is suitable to sneak in there alone, and who is good enough in terms of experience, mentality, skill, and supernatural ability is you, Oda, plus my [Super Reasoning], the prediction time is three days. "

"Three days." The red-haired man was thoughtful, but he didn't mean to refuse, it's better to say that this arrangement is completely in line with his wishes.

Now he is eager to learn about any matter that Dazai has participated in, and wants to get more information.

The only problem was that it took three days.

If he starts now, he won't be able to drink with Dazai as scheduled; if he drinks first, then the feeling of waiting for these two days will definitely be bad, and maybe there will be accidents.

Tanizaki was still a little dazed, not recovering from the series of explosion news for the time being, but subconsciously asked: "What about us?"

"You guys..." Luanbu narrowed his eyes arrogantly, "Do you still need me to assign tasks to you?"

Kunikida Michi reacted: "Understood, these three days we will work hard to maintain the normal operation of the detective agency, accept commissions at a consistent pace, and prevent any incidents that will affect this operation."

"That's right, that's it!" Ranbu raised his index finger with a grin, "Try to do everything well, no matter if it's potato chips, crispy biscuits or sticky bean buns, nothing can go wrong."

"Yes, Mr. Ranpo!" The three replied forcefully.

Although Ranpo mentioned all kinds of food at this time, it sounded like he was saying a code, but in fact the meaning in the words was the literal meaning.

For Ranbu, the most important thing is of course all kinds of food and drink.

And for this detective agency, unconditional love for Luanpo is also the consensus of everyone.

Only the red-haired man hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Well, I want my two friends to help together, so it shouldn't take as long as three days."

Luanbu: "?"

Two paper figures crawled out of the red-haired man's pockets, wobbled and landed on the long table in the conference room, posing in a pose that made their debut.

If it weren't for the rumpled and unseemly picture of the blue-patterned kimono on a white background, it would probably be quite a cute scene.

"Yo, hello, I'm Odasaku's guardian sweetheart, Sakata Gintoki, the representative color is silver, and his special move is [Long Live Sugar]!" The crumpled paper man waved his hands.

"I am Odasaku's guardian lady, Kagura, my representative color is red, and my special move is [Queen Vinegar Kelp]!" The orange-haired and blue-eyed girl paper figurine roughly used the sentence pattern.

"Wow, so cute." Tanizaki whispered with emotion.

Luanbu: "?!"

The group favorite of the detective agency almost burst into tears on the spot.What's going on, Oda?I have a friend outside, so it's fine if I don't kiss him, but now there are two more friends, the ones I carry with me!It's still the kind that will be praised as cute!

And where did that name come from? "Oda work"?Incredibly intimate!

what happened!Don't meddle in Oda's business anymore!

"Random steps." President Fukuzawa's usual majestic voice was mixed with a bit of pampering, "How long will it take if I have helpers?"

Luanbu pulled his face aggrievedly, with the corners of his mouth drooping downwards, like a child whose beloved umbrella was blown to pieces by the wind, but when he got home, his parents still coaxed him to eat spinach that he didn't like: "One, one or two days Bar."

The red-haired man looked at Ranbu's reluctance and scratched his face: "Actually, my friends call me 'Odasaku'. If you don't mind, you can call me that too."

The sourness in Ranbu's heart decreased slightly.

In this way, the plan to steal information from the Supernatural Secret Service was decided. President Fukuzawa temporarily approved the two paper figures, but this approval was based on his trust in Oda Sakunosuke, so he still had some reservations.

But this was enough for Oda Sakunosuke, he drank a cup of coffee indiscriminately to refresh himself, and acted according to Ranpo's instructions.

To be honest, I am very tired and want to sleep for a while.

For Dazai, it's not a big problem.