The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

Armed Detective Agency Temporary Operations Meeting Point——

"What? How do you know?"

Kunikida twitched the fingertips holding the ledger tightly.

It was with great difficulty that he sorted out his chaotic thoughts, and when he made up his mind to inform the detective agency of the true identity of the black-haired newcomer in the agency, the other members of the agency only gave him a very flat reaction.

"What, we knew about this kind of thing right away. After the auction bombing, whether it's the underground gang or the secret service military police, the information has been updated a long time ago. Ah, the president seems to know too. .”

Boring with Dr. Xie Ye, he fiddled with his nails, and sometimes made a few gestures in the air, as if he was doing bloody and dangerous dissection of the human body, and he showed a weird smile from time to time.

Kunikida was speechless: "..."

The female doctor looked at Guangzhou at the other end of the conference room from a distance, with a half-smile expression on her delicately made-up face, "However, I still have to say—boy, you are very skilled!"

What is the tone of praise and encouragement? !

"I always feel that if it's Yuu - it can fully fit the style of this organization. Whether it's those magical weapons, or the unpredictable behavior style." Tanizaki agreed with a smile while finishing his assistant work.

Don't look proud!Kunikida growled inwardly.

"You guys... aren't you shocked at all?" Kunikida took a deep breath, just like a drowning man struggling to get out of the sea, lingering in the fresh air, he pushed his glasses , ignoring the people who silently raised their hands in shock.

"Nah, I'm shocked! But it's expected, but if it feels good, it's normal! It's a big city!"

Kenji Miyazawa raised his hand to answer with a grin. His bright and confident smile made Kunikida feel as if he was in a scene where innocent and lovely elementary school students actively raised their hands to answer the math teacher's questions.

...Miyazawa Kenji-kun, what kind of erroneous impression did he have about the metropolis?

Kunikida looked unhappily at Mitsuki who was lying on the sofa like a pile of cat cakes without bones.

The young man was fiddling with parts that he could not understand. After the movements of his fingers that were almost invisible, these scattered small machines were miraculously combined into one, and occasionally there were a few blue electric sparks flashing at the joints. Pass.

Inexplicably, Kunikida felt a particularly aggrieved fire burning in his heart.

At this time, the newly installed fingerprint recognition sensor door opened quietly.Tanizaki Naomi went straight to her brother after putting down the documents, and seemed to remember something halfway, turned her head to the cat cake on the sofa that was blowing in front of the air conditioner, and said, "Guangzhou-kun, the president is looking for you."

Guangzhou glanced at the holy place he had circled to enjoy the cool, and thought about opening the door to the corridor that was so hot that he almost evaporated on the road to the president's office. He reluctantly said: "... I have read it. Could the president Come over for a talk?"

"...Your airs are too big!" Kunikida stared.

Tanizaki Naomi showed a sweet smile: "I can't do that, Mr. Kozou."

The boy became more paralyzed, his eyes lingering on the air conditioner: "..."

Everyone watched in silence as he manipulated the sofa he was sitting on off the ground and flew up. Except for the part he touched, the other parts began to rotate and deform, and adjusted the appropriate angle before approaching the door.

The members of the detective agency looked away as usual, ready to continue chatting about... work.

But they haven't had time to come up with the paper—

The young man who was lying well suddenly sat up in a dying state of illness, and with a short ah, he attracted the unexplained eyes of others.

He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and tightly held his trembling wrist with the other hand, trying to reach the door in front of him. It was obviously only ten centimeters away, so close at hand, but it seemed far away.

Guang Zhou shouted with emotion.

"Ah, it's just... just that close! You must persevere!" Panting while speaking, like a warrior who has broken through the siege and holds the most important treasure in his hands for the rise and fall of the empire. It was shining with fiery crystals, as if I could see the last sliver of strength that absorbed the warrior's burning life, "No...absolutely not, I can't just fall down like this! Ah!"

The warrior seemed to be screaming at the last moment of his life!

Everyone was expressionless: "..."

Under the suffocating attention of others, Guang Zhou, who had acted for 10 minutes, finally put his hands on the fingerprint recognition hole.

The heroic warrior who finally returned the treasure to the embrace of the empire seemed to let out a sigh of relief before he died, and made a gesture of stroking his face with his hands.

"I, fulfill my mission!"

The extremely sensitive mechanical door is transformed into a width that can match the entry and exit of new indoor vehicles, and the sofa installed with the suspension device diligently carries its owner who enters the play and leaves the conference room.

Before the door closed, the members saw the afterimage left by the sofa being driven out of the speed of the airship in the narrow corridor.

"..."

The members of the detective agency looked at each other subtly, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

... Is this guy really the leader of that supernatural weapon sales organization?

Kunikida snorted expressionlessly, "Fortunately, the door that the kid installed wasn't recognized by sound."

"However, I remember that the entrance verification method arranged by You before seems to be to dance and shout the spell code decided that day to the camera to enter." A straw hat with a country atmosphere floated by, and the energetic boy's voice came.

"The secret code at that time was 'Great Dark Emperor, please grant the humble subjects the qualifications to enter the empire! Oh, Themis!' I have never walked into the door of a detective agency in such a way, I am really looking forward to it! " Miyazawa said excitedly, gesticulating.

A sense of crisis surged into Kunikida's heart, and he twitched his stiff face, "!!! When did this happen?"

"It must have been the day after friends from the port mafia attacked us, and Mr. Dazai was at the door at that time."

Kenji Miyazawa smiled naturally. He thought of something and scratched his head embarrassingly, "It's just that I slipped and accidentally broke the door and the wall next to it, so I changed it to this one." door."

"..." Kunikida was shaken all over, and the siren in his brain blew harshly.He quickly took out his notebook and wrote down a sentence, "If it is not necessary, do not let Guang Zhouyou touch any furniture decoration matters in the Armed Detective Agency again. Bold...underline!"

While writing, this old-fashioned detective agency senior suddenly thought of something, and his eyes flashed.

Wait, was the president talking to Yu just now?

The expression on his face softened slightly.

It is likely to be about You's sensitive identity issue.

Kunikida was silent for a moment, then glanced at the others - no one was worried or worried.

The club is full of strange things, and most of the members are nervous most of the time, often not aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Regarding the matter of Guang Zhouyou hiding his identity in the agency, it is completely a "oh, so what, what are we having for lunch today" attitude.

Even when he was at the auction house, he had sworn to promise Dun that he couldn't help worrying when he came back.

As a rare pillar of conscience in a detective agency, Kunikida is restless.

Although in the eyes of others, he is the same as usual, and he is proofreading his account with a serious face.

After half a day, Guangzhou came back, and sat back in his old position as soon as he came back, and closed his eyes peacefully.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw ponytail glasses wearing his usual vest and shirt passing by strangely, holding a document in his hand, and the word "busy" was written on the left and right sides of his face.

Seeing that he was still maintaining a strange expression of opening and closing one eye, the corner of the ponytailed glasses monster's mouth twitched, and then he spoke casually.

"The president came to you, did you say anything?" It seemed to come from the long-lost concern of the seniors for the newcomers.

"Ah, he said—"

Guangzhou thought about it for a while, then coughed a few times, lowered his throat to imitate Fukuzawa Yukichi's deep voice, "Ah! You are like a ghost and god, making you cry, it is simply a collection of palpitations of willpower and powerful magic power. Let us worship, and we will place His Highness as the seat of honor..."

Before he heard half of it, Kunikida couldn't bear it any longer, he murmured in pain, "...Oh my God, how did you and Dazai, two unknown creatures, get into the detective agency, and how did they consume my lifespan? To what extent!"

He turned to stare angrily, "——The reputation of the president is not a bastard who is allowed to be ruined by you! What did you say 'a combination of palpitating willpower and powerful magic power'! I think it is 'troublesome, middle school two Combination of disease and money burning machine' huh?!"

"Oh, stupid humans."

Guangzhou scoffed at this guy.

"Hey! What are you talking about?!"

When the two finally ended their quarrel at the elementary school level, Dun, who came back from the infirmary, pushed the door and walked in with a sleepy face. After waking up, he could only vaguely recall some memories of his transformation.

The white-haired boy finally changed into a suit of clothes. The dress that Guang Zhou gave him was torn apart during the transformation without any accidents, so he had to wear the new shirt and black pants that the members patched together for him. Wearing a black belt shaped like a tiger's tail.

Atsushi was keenly aware of the subtle atmosphere in the club and the changes in the number of members. He looked suspiciously at Kunikida, whose expression was distorted with anger, and said with some embarrassment, "By the way, why didn't Mr. Dazai come back with us?"

"That guy is usually like this. He disappeared suddenly while he was doing the task, yelling something annoying like 'die' and 'sacrifice'! Anyway, that guy's life is as strong as a tardigrade. There will be absolutely nothing wrong Yes! I will pay attention to answering the call from the company later, maybe I caught him again in the sea somewhere in Yokohama."

Dun: "...This, this is it."

...is it really all right?

Facts have proved that Dun's worries are unnecessary.

A day later, Dazai returned to the detective agency with a few more bandages on his body, and Kunikida, who worked hard at work, glared at him as if nothing had happened.

Soon, all members of the detective agency who had received information on the bombing at the auction from the Secret Service Intelligence and other investigators and clerks of the detective agency gathered together again.Even Edogawa Ranpo, who went to Hokkaido to investigate the murder case a few days ago, and Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had to leave because of business needs to meet with government officials, are back.

Before the meeting started, Kunikida casually asked Dazai, "Where did you go yesterday?!"

"Ah! At that time."

Dazai rattled the decorations on the table, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Didn't you tell Kunikida-kun? I went to the bathroom."

Kunikida looked patient, "Did you go to the toilet all day?"

Dazai seemed a little shy, ignoring the dark complexion of his colleagues, "Don't say that, it's just that when I was leaving the toilet, a beautiful lady in kimono offered me an invitation that I couldn't refuse!" He sighed happily, " It’s really fate that we met in such a place.”

"That lady didn't give me the right to refuse at all, so she took me away forcefully!" Dazai covered his face, watching Kunikida's mouth twitch, and Atsushi blushed inexplicably.

Guangzhou didn't know what he understood, he made a bold and curious guess, and looked very serious from his expression, "Is it the goddess of death?"

Dazai looked regretful, and the answer was fluent, "Ah, what a pity! No! If it is an invitation from the Goddess of Death to die in love, how could I refuse?"

"You-kun, do you know?! Died from a blood vessel cut in the neck by a knife, it is a painful experience of dying for love. Oh yes, in the end I was kidnapped to the place where the port mafia held prisoners. !"

The guy's light-hearted tone sounded like he was being invited to cherry blossom viewing by a beautiful woman in a kimono on the way.

"!!!"

"You were kidnapped by the port mafia?!" Everyone was shocked when they finally pulled away from the strange fantasy.

"But they don't seem to care much about me. After I managed to untie the handcuffs that trapped me, I ran away in a panic, and then accidentally broke into a room by mistake! It seems to be the communication archives of the port mafia. I accidentally found the truth behind the fact that Atsushi was hunted down by the mafia." Dazai made a "gun" gesture under his chin, trying to highlight his handsome posture.

Don's eyes widened, "Huh?"

Dazai glanced at him with a smile, and then glanced at Guang Zhou meaningfully, "The truth is--Renhu's bounty on the black market has reached 70 billion yuan. The bounty for the joint bounty offered by the Tower Attendant and the Rat of the House of Death."

"Seven, seven billion!" Renhu, who had never seen so much money before, broke his voice in surprise.

Horrified and shocked.

Nakajima suddenly felt a fiery stare that made him a little horrified, and when he turned around, he saw the black-haired boy with small stars in his cat's eyes, "If I sell my servant, take 70 billion and then snatch him away." Come back and sell them again... the cycle goes on and on, endlessly..."

After finishing speaking, he nodded, obviously very satisfied with this plan of making money and getting rich.

Dun: "..."

Kunikida's face was a little confused, "Which idiot would agree to your request?!"

"Dun-kun is only a one-time exchange, and it will be invalid after one use. It is impossible to use it many times." Dazai, who is in debt everywhere, seems to have studied this very well, he added slowly.

Dun: "???"

Mr. Dazai is like this! ?It sounded like he had really thought about it!

"It's the miserable real world."

Renhu, who was glanced at by the black-haired boy again, felt some kind of subtle disgust.

Grumpy math teacher Kunikida taps on the blackboard, signaling the chattering students to pay attention to the picture he's projecting on the screen.

"The meeting has already begun! No small talk!"

This is a video taken on the street near the auction building, and the camera was facing the gate exit that was cleared for guests at the time of the incident.

"The military and police of yesterday's auction explosion incident have completed the preliminary forensic investigation. According to the explosion residue obtained from the on-site investigation, they have photographed and sealed all the clues and evidence."

Several people flipped through the documents, and Kunikida changed the surveillance pictures on the big screen, "These are videos captured outside, the internal camera was damaged, but the files stored in the auction's internal system were destroyed by unknown persons. "

"The source of the explosion has been confirmed so far—it is inside the work area where the auctioneer has the most employees. There is a password door in the southwest corner of the room, which is connected to the most secret warehouse with a long and narrow passage. It is used to store confidential information, including contacting customers. Information, and auction items worth hundreds of millions."

Dazai's mind flashed the area he saw that day.

"For an explosion of such a huge scale, there should be more than one source of the explosion, right?" Tanizaki from Quick Intelligence raised his head and asked.

"It should be a series of explosions that spread the fire and impact from one location as the source." Luanbu reasoned, stuffing snacks into his mouth.

"Mr. Ranpo is right. Fortunately, the internal personnel and guests were evacuated in a timely manner. So far, no innocent people have been killed. Only 12 people were slightly injured. They have been treated in the hospital and will be discharged soon."

"What is the purpose of the perpetrator?" Dazai asked.

Kunikida shook his head, "According to the information obtained from the military police and the Secret Service, the huge explosion damaged the monitoring system at the scene, starting from the moment when the port mafia intervened in the auction."

Dazai nodded thoughtfully.

"Mr. Kunikida, is it possible that the port mafia did it? That explosion...although I was already unconscious at the time." Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help asking.Come to think of it, the inhuman and brutal images of Akutagawa and Higuchi had taken root deep in his mind.

"I can't jump to conclusions, but it's my impression that when they heard the news that the explosion was going to happen, the fleeting surprise at that time was irreconcilable. The mafia blond woman at the time seemed to say ' Someone remotely took control of the system they hacked'."

"So it's a trick of 'mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind'...?"

"There is another doubtful point—according to Dazai's words, the people who offer rewards for the capture of Renhu include the "group", but they came to the scene in person, why did they just maintain a wait-and-see attitude? "Ask a question with Yosano Akiko.

"Could it be that they are involved in the mastermind behind the bombing?"

"..."

The incident fell into a situation where there was no way out. In the end, Kunikida frowned wearily, "It seems that this commission requires us to continue to send more people to track it down."

After a pause, the man picked up the vibrating phone, answered a few words casually, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he hung up the phone almost gloomyly.

The members all looked at Kunikida, "What's wrong?"

The blond man sighed, with boredom and anger on his brows, "Someone was killed."

"Murder incident?" Everyone wondered why Kunikida showed such a look.

"It's not an ordinary murder." Kunikida staggered a little when he stood up, and he tried to calm down, "It was a murder by a person with supernatural powers. The identities of the people who were killed were different, including private entrepreneurs, leaders of small gangs, and ordinary people around them." Accompanied by bodyguards, killers or supernatural beings, the traces of fighting on the scene are not obvious, probably the murderer used special methods. The only thing these victims have in common..."

Kunikida's eyes passed through all the members of the detective agency, and shot at the black-haired boy who was doing nothing but wandering in the sky.

"They all carried supernatural weapons on their bodies before they died."

He took a deep breath and asserted, "They are all successful buyers at yesterday's auction." The man looked at the increasingly complicated information in his handbook, and the intricate power lines on it made him look solemn.

"Yu... Hey newcomer! Pay attention!" Kunikida-sensei forcibly woke up the distracted student, very serious, "Do you know what it means?"

"It means that they haven't fully controlled the power from the darkness? Tsk, human beings are really too weak." The student looked at the teacher who was inexplicably panting and seemed to be about to die.

"It means you got into big trouble!" Kunikida yelled uncontrollably. He turned around and took out a stack of bloody photos from the police from the police, and threw them on the table. "These victims carried All of the weapons with supernatural powers have disappeared, and have obviously been plundered by the murderer."

Dazai Qingrun's voice seemed a little low, as if he was talking to himself, "Is it the harvest of Youjun's supernatural weapons, a precursor to war...?"

He narrowed his clear eyes, and his long eyelashes cast deep shadows under his eyes.

"The criminal's behavior is very targeted and purposeful. If this person and the organization behind him are not the ghosts of the auction, then they are likely to be closely related to the explosion of this auction." Dazai fell into a long thought.

Kunikida took out a sealed transparent plastic bag from his pocket, about the size of an adult's palm, which contained a rectangular chip, the layout and wiring of which had been blurred and mixed into a burnt color.

"In addition, this was given to me by a policeman before I came. It was collected from the scene and attached to the remote control chip on the motherboard. Because it had been burned out in the fire caused by the explosion, it was simply handed over to us for investigation. .”

Dazai reached out to take the transparent bag containing the remote control chip, and poured the chip out of it casually. Ignoring Kunikida's roar of "be careful", he put his finger on the uneven back of the chip and rubbed it lightly. It seems to be drawing the outline of something.

After a long while, he opened his slightly cold eyes, his face was rarely expressionless, "I guessed a little about the identity of the prisoner... But if it is really as I imagined, it will be a big trouble. "

The last sentence was as soft as a sigh.