I'm such a big son

After entrusting Bourbon, an excellent student of the Black Organization, to Dazai to take him out for "playing", Rimbaud picked up his coat without any guilt and decided to skip work.Anyway, if competent subordinates take over the work, the boss must know how to use them well~ Only by constantly fishing and being lazy can they exercise their independence!

She is a good boss who trusts her subordinates very much. How many low-level members want to join the logistics establishment with their heads sharpened.

Rimbaud put on his coat, rubbed his hands, took the elevator and left the building, and walked slowly through the streets and alleys step by step without even driving the car.The sky is getting more and more gloomy, and the fine snowflakes are falling slowly. This is probably the last snow in winter. The buds on the branches that are unwilling to be lonely have begun to expand slowly, and maybe a surprise flower will bloom suddenly on a sunny day.

She walked past a coffee shop, went back and looked in through the glass. The coffee in this shop was very mellow and authentic, and Rimbaud suddenly wanted to go in and sit for a while and drink a cup of hot drink.

"Welcome~ Oh, it's an unfamiliar guest, what would you like to order?"

The boss is an elegant gentleman wearing a bartender uniform. Perhaps because of his long-term contact with coffee, he is surrounded by the aroma of coffee.Rimbaud asked to study the menu carefully, and pointed to several options for him to see.

Her face was still a little pale, the boss hurriedly asked the waiter to bring a cup of hot water first, and Rimbaud sat in the booth with the glass in his hands and quietly watched the snowflakes falling slowly outside the window through the glass: "Spring is coming soon. Here we come..."

"That's right, the experience and the warmth that can only be welcomed in the cold winter are always extra gratifying. The coffee you ordered and dessert."

The mellow aroma floated in the air. Rimbaud hesitated while looking at the meal in front of him. He still picked up the coffee and drank it while it was hot, and then raised his fork to slowly taste the sweets bit by bit.The bitter taste has not yet dissipated, and the sweetness hits the tip of her tongue, making her feel lightly.

"How do you like it? The taste of the coffee, and the dessert?"

At this time, most people stay in the club as a happy social animal. There are no customers in the coffee shop, so the boss is naturally more willing to chat with the only customer.

He sat across from him, looking at Rimbaud expectantly, hoping to get her response.

She put down the delicate and small coffee cup and leaned against the backrest, lazily like a contented cat.

"It's very good. The heat of the coffee is just right, and the beans are not the kind of cheap synthetic coffee beans that are used to fool people. The cost will be very high. Is your business doing well in this kind of place?"

Being praised by customers who know the goods is what every boss is most willing to encounter.The boss laughed heartily a few times: "It's okay, the coffee shop is my own business, and it's enough that some old friends who know coffee remember it. Besides, won't there be new customers like you coming in?"

Infected by the boss's laughter, Rimbaud also laughed. She picked up the hot water and continued to warm her hands: "It's really great that you can be so open-minded. My work place is a bit far from here. If you have the opportunity, you must Will come here often to taste your work.”

The snow outside the window was getting heavier, Rimbaud ate the remaining half of the dessert on the plate, thanked the boss, picked up his coat and put it on, put on the plush earmuffs and held the doorknob tightly, and planned to leave.At this time, the door of the coffee shop was pushed from the outside, Rimbaud stepped back half a step, looked up——

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was still wearing kimono geta, did not look like he was spending the winter.

"Mr. Fukuzawa? What a coincidence! I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Rimbaud let go of his hand and took half a step to the side of the hall. Fukuzawa Yukichi stood at the door and stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away and greeted unnaturally: "Long time no see, I heard that you were sick before, It’s not easy to come to visit, are you cured now?”

The cold wind came in through the hall, and Rimbaud took another step back, shivering in fear of the cold.Fukuzawa Yukichi took a step forward silently, and the door of the coffee shop was closed behind him.

"I'm fine, and I haven't thanked you in person for taking care of those three cubs. After that, I have been recuperating at home, and I didn't go out until it was safe. By the way, are you...?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn't seem like a coffee drinker, and he probably didn't want to sit down and eat something to pass the time when he walked into this store.

Sure enough, the white-haired man paused, frowned and said, "I'm here to look for Luanbu. He was entrusted by the police department in the morning to help solve the case, and he went out with Xie Ye, but the two got separated halfway. Luanbu He doesn't have a good sense of direction, and he hasn't returned to the detective agency yet, so I'm worried."

"...So, this coffee shop?"

Rimbaud felt that something was wrong, as if he had found the bottom of someone else's house.

She guessed right, Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded: "I opened a detective agency, it's upstairs."

To be honest, the detective agency is the opposite of PortMafia. After all, they are gangsters. They often step on the code and jump left and right. It is also troublesome to be caught by the detectives if they are not caught by the police. Please ask your boss to send out bail. Thing... It's really embarrassing!

Rimbaud laughed a few times and wanted to leave, Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly said to her: "If you are not busy, can you help me find Chaobo together? I am too slow by myself."

Rimbaud: "..."

When you "chased and killed" me back then, you were quite accurate in finding someone!

But he has already said please, and he is kind to his family. In any case, Rimbaud has no way to refuse directly, so he can only nod his head: "Okay, let me take a look with you. Where does he often go in and out, and his behavior habits are different. Anything special?"

Mr. Fukuzawa frowned and began to count the habits of his adopted son: "I have a bad sense of direction, I don't know how to take the tram, and I don't know much about the subway. I like snacks, snacks and soft drinks."

This... what kind of older child is this?And this kind of information, does she have to search all the dessert shops in Yokohama!

"So where is the place where they got separated? Is there any snack shop worth trying?"

So Fukuzawa Yukichi took her to the place where Yosano Akiko was on the phone, the black-haired girl stood there anxiously, even the yellow-haired Kunikida Doppo was there.Rimbaud touched the earmuffs in embarrassment, and went directly to Yosano Akiko and looked at her: "Can you tell me how you two got separated?"

"Ah, Miss Rimbaud, hello. Mr. Ranpo spent 30 seconds pointing out the criminal, and then we left the Kanagawa Metropolitan Police Department. When we came here...unfortunately, we encountered fire and were rushed by the fleeing crowd. scattered..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and Rimbaud suddenly realized that the girl was afraid that she would be overwhelmed.

She took out her mobile phone and made a call, hung up and looked at a group of young detectives who were waiting eagerly: "No one from PortMafia is on mission today, and they are all staying in the headquarters when it snows, you see, even I come out for coffee , not PortMafia."

Rimbaud took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette and tilted his head: "Then tell me, what are the characteristics of both sides of Huobin, except that one side is particularly like PortMafia."

"The other side... To be honest, it's quite similar to PortMafia. We thought it was internal strife."

That's it, it's a little troublesome...

Rimbaud breathed out a puff of smoke and nodded his head: "You don't need to worry about this, we naturally have our own rules to deal with the affairs of the other world, and we won't let the cops worry about it. For now, we should start looking around, that Edogawa Ranpo, Does he walk fast?"

Several detectives looked at each other, and finally answered with Yosano Akiko: "It's not too fast, and Mr. Ranpo is not very strong, and he has to rest after walking for 10 minutes at most, but I searched around, but I still didn't see it." he."

Rimbaud laughed: "Sometimes, that's not how people look."

She was biting her cigarette, smiling with a bit of indisputable chic in her eyes, Fukuzawa Yukichi who was about to say something to Ms. Xie Ye suddenly said: "Don't smoke, you just recovered from your illness not long ago."

... Even Rimbaud himself didn't know how to answer these words.She knew exactly how long the strike had been going on, and it wasn't long before the disease recovered, so she really couldn't say it out of conscience.Considering that the other party might feel sorry for his son and want to save face for himself, Rimbaud still put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the roadside trash can.

"I don't smoke often. Ryunosuke has bad lungs. You can't smoke at home, and the office is inconvenient. I just take one occasionally when I go out to get some fresh air..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: Stare at——

"Ah... well, well, I see, I will pay more attention."

Rimbaud scratched his hair, kicked the snow under his feet a little irritably, Yosano Akiko seemed to understand something suddenly, pulled Kunikida Doppo, turned around and left: "Let's go over there and look for it! We still haven't found it after an hour Meet here!"

The tracing team changed from four people to two people again, and Rimbaud turned around and walked in the direction with his back to them.Mr. Fukuzawa followed her with his sleeves folded, walked a few steps, saw her red ears from the cold, and moved his fingers.

Just when he was about to do something, Rimbaud took a few steps forward, looked around and found an alley to turn into.A ragged child bumped into him with bare feet, she slapped the boy on the side of the mountain, stepped on him, slowly took out the gun and pulled the safety catch: "Steal my things, huh?"

"!"

The child was so frightened that his nose burst into tears instantly. Rimbaud coughed and frightened him so that he dared not make a sound.

"Boy... I'll give you a chance."

She moved her feet and squatted down, and made a gesture of "bring it" to Mr. Fukuzawa who was blocking the alley. Fukuzawa Yukichi gave her a photo of Edogawa Ranpo, and Rimbaud vertically In front of the defeated: "You have four 10 minutes to find this person, or find news about him, when, where, what to do, where to go."

"Bring someone or bring news back within four to 10 minutes, and I'll give you 1000 yuan; get nothing, or run away, kid... No one in this world is alone, think about the people at home waiting for you to go back."

She stood up again to make way for the passage: "Four and 10 minutes, now there are 39 minutes and 30 seconds left."

The child on the ground got up as soon as he grunted, and Rimbaud handed him a 500-yuan coin: "This is a deposit, according to the rules of the road, and the other half will be given after completing the commission."

The child ran out like a sword from the string, and Rimbaud smiled and leaned against the wall and pulled the trigger... It was empty, she hadn't loaded a clip at all, she was just trying to scare him.