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Hearing Dazai's words, Edogawa Conan couldn't help but blacken his eyes.In front of his eyes, Kudo Yukiko's furious look when she saw the dilapidated car in the garage after returning to Japan began to appear.

Dazai seemed to have noticed something, and while paying the driver, he assured him: "No problem, Conan-kun, my driving skills are still very good."

Edogawa Conan glanced at him hesitantly, seeing Dazai's confident face, he could only reluctantly believe him: "If the car is damaged, I will be beaten to death."

He tried to use the tragic experience to arouse the little empathy left in Osamu Dazai's heart.

Hearing these words, Dazai became serious, and patted his chest hard to assure him: "Don't worry, I will be more careful."

Hearing this sentence, the boy breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After entering the gate and making sure that no one else was around, Conan finally couldn't hold back his own doubts: "What's going on with this case?"

"What do you think, Conan-kun?"

"Obviously a rare female commits the crime, and the murderer's height is slightly higher than the average," Edogawa Conan replied to Dazai's question without hesitation, "She has a deep aversion to adult men, so she will cut it. Tongue off and eyes poked blind; maybe forced by an older male as a child; often doing manual labor or doing related work, so they have enough strength to hang able-bodied adults on the beams."

Dazai applauded excitedly: "Not bad, not bad," he began to despise the policeman again with a bright face, "It's all the most basic analysis, but your policemen here can't even describe these profiles roughly, they only look at them. Those useless live blood fingerprints are distressing."

"Did you Tokyo police rely on the famous detective Kudo Shinichi for previous cases?"

Dazai spat out extremely vicious words from his mouth without hesitation.

Conan thought about it for a while, and couldn't refute it, but felt that he might need to add to this sentence: "No, there is Kudo Yusaku."

Dazai said with a smile, "The father of a famous detective is also a famous detective." He continued the topic of the murder case: "The anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong, and he is even familiar with the situation in the Tokyo police station."

"It's the police who are killing people, and they are female police officers who can pass basic psychological tests and have high criminal quality."

"Mr. Ranpo," the man asked the people around him while taking out the key to open the door, "Is there any problem?"

Strolling into the living room, he sat down on the leather sofa and said with a smile on his face, "It's not bad, you two."

Conan's attention was drawn away by the key in the man's hand, and he was full of astonishment: "When did you get my key?!"

Dazai threw back the key chain in his hand: "Guess?"

Looking at the man with an unrepentant face, Edogawa Conan understood that being angry was meaningless, but the anger was suffocating in his chest, and he didn't know what to say to vent it.

If Nakahara Chuya or Kunikida Doppo knew what the young man was thinking at this moment, they would have thumped him on the shoulder and said excitedly, "I understand! This guy Dazai is a hopeless bastard!" .

"Give these views to the police and you should be able to find the murderer, right?"

Conan asked Ranbu with some doubts: "Why don't you do it?"

Ranpo said in a tone of hating iron but not steel: "Conan, why do you think I want to become a 'famous detective' here?"

"In order to attract the attention of the black organization?" Edogawa Conan replied.

But it seems that this person also enjoys being touted as a "famous detective".He thought with his eyes wide open.

"That's right," Edogawa Ranbo raised his finger, making a gesture of firing a gun, "If you just solve an ordinary serial murder case with a 'boom!', you can't be called a detective at all. .”

Conan replied speechlessly: "This serial murder case is not as simple and ordinary as you said."

"It must be done to solve the incident that shocked the whole of Japan," Ranpo put his hands down, "If you just report Miss Nagisa's name, it will not achieve this goal at all."

"What?" Conan stood up abruptly.

"I can't achieve my goal." Luanbu repeated this sentence impatiently, "Can't you just listen to others!"

"I mean, what do you mean by 'give Ms. Nagisa's name'?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Ranpo looked at him with strange eyes, "The murderer in these cases is Zhu, and Zhuling too!"

After saying this, he let out an "ah", and then turned his head to look at the smiling man beside him: "You deliberately misled me, Dazai."

Conan's mind was blanked by the continuous shocking information, and he heard Edogawa Ranpo complaining to Dazai aggressively:

"Since you can see that Conan doesn't know who the murderer is, why do you want to imply that he knows?! Dazai, you can't even match the rice cakes in red bean rice cakes!"

Obviously can easily solve complicated murder cases, but can't understand the boundaries of what others know?

Conan looked at the famous detective who was so angry that his eyes widened with complicated eyes.

Osamu Dazai waved his arms in front of his chest and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Mr. Ranpo, I didn't mean to."

Ranbu's cheeks bulged even more: "Idiots won't believe your words!"

After Ranpo was so angry that he scratched Dazai for a few rounds, the almost cheerful atmosphere of the scene slowly returned to normal.

Dazai was disheveled and leaning on Luanbu: "The murderer is Ms. Nagisa Reya who visited us before, above."

"The above ghost!!!" Conan wanted to rush forward and shake the collars of these two unreliable people vigorously, "tell me why she is the murderer and why don't you report it to Police Officer Megure immediately, okay?"

"It's so troublesome, don't." Edogawa Ranpo was as willful as ever.

"Isn't it fun to say it now?" Osamu Dazai smiled wickedly.

"Where's the business card?" Luanbu obviously forgot about this topic, "And what about Xiaolan? Isn't she coming to cook today?"

"Lan is not your personal chef." Conan handed Nagisa's business card to Ranpo, and replied in a bad tone.

Ranbu glanced at it, then threw the business card to Dazai again: "You can continue to eat the dinner made by Xiaolan tonight."

Dazai also took a look, and then threw it into the trash can under Conan's threatening gaze: "That's great, Xiaolan's cooking tastes really good."

In Conan's angry voice of "Why Dazai, you also started calling Xiao Ran", the peaceful day belonging to the Edogawa Detective Agency is probably over.