[Comprehensive] Hei Shijae also wants to fall in love! ! !

at dusk.

When Nakahara Nakaya settled everything and returned to the hotel, everyone in Yokohama had not had time to evacuate. Kunikida Doppo sat in the center of the hall, precisely pinched the stopwatch to prepare to evacuate, and happened to be the same as Nakahara Nakahara at the door. Also hit each other.

The two froze for a moment, then fought.

One minute later, the two were kicked out by the belated security guard.

Kunikida Doppo was exhausted after running around for a day, and the battle with Nakahara Chuya just now made it worse. Now he urgently needs to return to the base to replenish his energy.

"You're finished!"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Nakahara Chuya who was following him all the time, and Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but reprimanded him: "If you have time, read more books and make plans, don't always follow too much, someone can't learn well!"

"Too much?"

Zhong Yuanzhong is also exercising his muscles and bones, seemingly unintentionally stirring up the topic.

Seeing this, Kunikida Doppo simply didn't say a word. According to his own intention, he directly took the two goods back to make up for the gap in time and space, so that everything can return to the right track, and he can go back to work safely. Although people are useless, they have to admit that their abilities are indeed the key to solving this crisis.

But following the wishes of others, now is not the time to use brute force.

"Let's talk about it." Zhong Yuan threw out an olive branch again: "I don't have amnesia."

"what?!"

Kunikida Doppo showed surprise on his face, and quickly took a few steps forward to look at Chuya Nakahara's facial features at a close distance.

The facial features are regular, slightly wrinkled—it is a serious look, and according to the original logic

After thinking for a moment, Kunikida Doppo brought him back to the temporary base of everyone in Yokohama.

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"Why haven't they come back yet?"

Atsushi Nakajima fidgeted and walked back and forth for a whole day, not letting in or letting in, the inventory in his stomach has been almost emptied, and the ochazuke that Kunikida-kun promised has not yet been found.

"Soon." Akutagawa Ryunosuke handed over an unsealed ham from behind. Atsushi Nakajima took it naturally and ate it in compromise. In fact, his empty stomach was prepared for chazuke, and it was a national Kida-kun brought it for him himself!

"That's not right." Miyagawa Masaki looked at the clock above his head and muttered: According to his plan, he was to evacuate at eight o'clock, and it was already 09:30. "

"Be more patient." Said Onimai Tsuji who arrived at an unknown time.

"..."

"But the total distance is less than ten meters! He can climb over even if he crawls!"

Miyagawa Masaki helplessly spread his hands.

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

"It's back!"

Atsushi Nakajima strode to open the door, followed by Ryunosuke Akutagawa and successfully stopped him before he opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Looking at the claw on his wrist, Atsushi Nakajima glanced at the person behind him because he didn't understand, and the knocking outside the door also intensified, without any intention of stopping.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke took a step forward, pulled Atsushi Nakajima behind him, and asked outside the door, "Who?"

Perhaps the sound insulation is too good, Akutagawa Ryunosuke yelled for a long time, but no one outside answered.

Atsushi Nakajima patted Akutagawa's shoulder lightly, and comforted him softly, "This is not Yokohama."

So don't live so cautiously.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke still stood in front of him, motionless.

--outside the door--

"Are you kidding me?" Zhong Yuanzhong also took out the knife from his waist and stared at the man's back with a worried expression.

Kunikida Doppo's face was even more gloomy, if the door was not made of pure steel, he really wanted to scrap the building.

--inside the door--

Atsushi Nakajima watched Akutagawa's back from behind, the past experience between them welled up in his heart, and an inexplicable emotion welled up from his heart and slowly swept across his whole body.

After hesitating for a moment, Atsushi Nakajima still couldn't help tugging at the corner of Akutagawa's clothes in front of him, and the two stood facing each other.

"Akutagawa-kun."

"Ok?"

"I have a very important question to ask you now, can you promise me that you will answer my question truthfully."

"it is good."

"Have you been reading any books recently?"

"Ah."

"Where did you get the book?" Atsushi Nakajima was a little surprised. It took almost a moment for them to be sucked into the space-time tunnel. How could they still have time to get a book?And the development of this planet is not perfect, let alone having items such as books.

"With Akiko Yosano."

A certain guy who was named felt a little guilty, and slipped behind the pillar to continue his great career of eating melons.

"What's it called?" Although just hearing the name, he knew it would not be a good book.

""One Thousand and Eight Hundred Stories on the Grave""

"..."

Atsushi Nakajima took a step forward, and was about to open the door with the handle, but Ryunosuke Akutagawa leaned against the door to prevent him from moving.

The two returned to their original stalemate again.

Yosano Akiko walked over, smiled and pushed the two away from the 'scene of the crime': "My fault is my fault, hahaha."

As she spoke, she opened the door, and two entangled figures outside the door came into view, and Yosano Akiko's eyes widened suddenly.

After a while, he closed and locked the door neatly, took out the camera from the back room and placed it facing the direction of the door, moved a small bench and sat in the dark with a small notebook, not knowing what he was recording.

"Do not open the door!"

Atsushi Nakajima turned around and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you? Did the police come to your door?"

Yosano Akiko sighed softly, lowered her voice and said, "Everyone, I want to tell you very sad news."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room looked at this place in unison, with a strong light in their eyes.

"Are you going to take the lady route from now on?!"

"Have you decided to let go of those innocent mice in the lab?"

"Are you going to scare people with a knife without moving?"

"You're not interested in dissecting living things?"

"Are you going to get a perm?"

"You're getting married?"

"You have a kid?!"

"..."

Yosano Akiko took the scalpel from the drawer and inserted it into the metal table in front of her. The faint red color looked a bit coquettish under the dim light, and the room returned to its original tranquility.

Yosano Akiko said, "Kunikida-kun has rebelled."

"You think too much." Atsushi Nakajima decisively denied, and his attitude was very firm: "Even if Mr. Dazai came to work conscientiously at four o'clock in the morning, Mr. Kunikida would never betray the detective agency."

"Who said he betrayed the detective agency, you can see for yourself—" Yosano Akiko pointed at the cat's eyes and said, "He betrayed us, Dazai-kun!"

"Ah! Look, the moonlight outside the window is bright and round, doesn't it look like—"

"Wait, is that a person?!"

3 minute later.

The originally deserted warehouse here was completely declared scrapped—Chuya Chuya's patience had reached its limit.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou didn't know what he had said to him, Nakahara Chuya agreed to have a 'calm' talk, Miyagawa Masaki glanced around, and whispered: "Um, what about Yoshioka?" ?”

"not dead."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "It's fine if you don't die."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Yes, yes, it's fine if you don't die."

"..."

Hanging on for the last breath is also called not dead.

"Stop acting, I don't have amnesia." Zhongyuan Zhong also interrupted their conversation and flirting, and simply opened the skylight to speak frankly.

"real--"

Before Atsushi Nakajima finished speaking, he felt a familiar touch from his wrist, and the man's deep voice came from behind him: "Wait, he's lying."

"..."

Under the stalemate, several people looked at Edogawa Ranpo who was eating ice cream in unison.

The latter waved his hand in disdain: "Look at me, do you need me to take action for such an obvious thing?"

Kunikida Doppo skillfully pulled out a large suitcase, which contained all kinds of desserts, and on the top was the promotional poster of the president of the detective agency and his own autograph.

"...Give it all to me?"

"Hey!" Kunikida Doppo pushed the suitcase, and finally it stood firmly beside Edogawa Ranpo. "

"It is clear--"

"You've been fucked by my dear Mr. Hat."

Nakahara also said that he was not panicked at all, and read out your ID card: "Ranpo Edogawa, now a core member of the Armed Detective Agency, has super reasoning ability but average self-care ability, lost professional..."

The other party launched a series of life-threatening knives at you, and the knives pierced your heart.

Edogawa Ranbu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed: "My reasoning will not go wrong."

"Look at what I'm doing, I'm reasoning with supernatural powers! When have you ever seen supernatural powers go wrong?"

"Could it be because he didn't wear a hat, which interfered with your brain's thinking?" Atsushi Nakajima leaned over and whispered.

"..."

"It's possible."

------

A room on the top floor.

With the gurgling moonlight, the fat white ball on the bed was also shrinking. In the blink of an eye, a tall man was already lying on the bed.

bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door, and the door was pushed open from the outside, and a black figure shuttled freely through the room.

After the crackling sound of searching, the figure finally stood by the bed, tilted its head to look at the person on the bed, and leaned over.

"what!!!"

Sharp shouts pierced the sky.

------

In a dark alley.

A woman with disheveled hair and no image at all slowly crawled out, no one noticed, no one responded.

A few gangster-looking men passed by, and the strong smell of alcohol filled the air.

They laughed and clamored to drag people into the depths of the alley.

No screaming, no calls for help.

One minute later, Ji Gang Ningxi came out bouncing, still innocent and pure, but the blood-red light in the middle of the lie was still flickering faintly.

Ten minutes later, the group of punks returned home one by one, but their steps were steady, as if something was missing.