King of 25 Cubs

"I want to find someone, she's my—"

My phone rang suddenly, and when I checked the caller ID, it was Ryota Kise.

"Xiao Yuka, you are running too fast." The young man's clear voice came from the microphone, and he felt a little helpless: "Just now the head teacher asked you to go to the principal's office."

"Okay, I'll go now."

I picked up the empty dinner plate, "Then I'll go first, Fedya."

My new friend smiled at me.

I handed over the application form for voluntary joining the military and police to the principal's office, and the principal would come to me, presumably after passing the political review, to discuss with me whether to drop out or suspend school.

By the way, the application form for the military police does not require parents to sign me. I was joking when I said that in the winery meeting.

Exactly as I predicted, after going through a bunch of withdrawal procedures, I left the principal's office, but met Kise at the door.

"Xiao Yuka, the teacher in charge let out a little word just now, saying that you have applied for the military and police..."

Huang Lai pursed her lips and continued, "Are you leaving Haichang?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Is there a time limit for military and police service?"

I don't know about this question either. It depends on how long the Secret Service Division needs me to be an undercover agent.If there are no strict requirements, as long as I don't lose my horse, I should be able to serve forever.

"Until I don't want to go on."

Kise looked a little disappointed, "Oh, I still want to invite Xiao Yuka to watch my game, and I want to introduce you to my former junior high school classmates. If Xiao Yuka becomes a military police officer, he probably won't have time to go Did you watch the game?"

"..." I thought about my words and said slowly, "Kise-kun, I don't know anything about basketball."

In fact, it’s not that I don’t know everything. When I first started dating Kise, I deliberately learned about basketball.

It's just that we have broken up now, with Kise-kun like this... I can't give others hope anymore.

Seeing that Kise wanted to say something else, I interrupted him:

"I'm going to report to the military and police headquarters in Tokyo as soon as possible, and I have to go home to pack my luggage. I won't chat with you as time is limited."

Without giving him a chance to speak, I just waved and ran away.

On the way home, I encountered a small gang fight. The range of the fight just blocked my way. I wanted to go around, but I saw a few children who were affected in front of me. The situation seemed precarious, so I took the fight. The two groups of people beat him up and threw him at the gate of a nearby police station.

Just as he was about to leave, a pair of brothers and sisters grabbed their sleeves.

"Sister, we're lost."

I cast my gaze over the two children. The elder brother of the two children is only five or six years old, and the younger sister is younger, perhaps less than four years old. The children have limited energy, and the girl is so tired that she hugs her elder brother's thigh for breath.

It can be seen that the boy is very scared, but in order to make his sister feel safe, he is trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Do you know which street your home is on?"

I knelt down and looked at the two children at the same level, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Just moved to a new house and I... I don't remember the street name."

The slightly older boy shrank his neck, glanced at me cautiously, lowered his head and muttered: "Xiao Le wants to come out to find her father, but none of the brothers at home will take her, so she begs me, so I... "

Then you don't even remember the location of your own house, so you ran out with the girl and wandered around. This is too unreliable.

I thought blankly, then forced a smile and asked the boy, "What's your name?"

"Shinji."

"Shinji, I'll take you to the police uncle and let them help you find a home, okay?"

Hearing the word "police", Shinji's reaction was a bit extreme. He took a step back and waved his hands again and again: "No, don't call the police!"

I felt something was wrong, "Why can't I call the police?"

The boy named Shinji hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Because our father... is a mafia."

The girl didn't seem to know what the mafia meant, so she added in a childlike voice: "Daddy is a super powerful mafia~~"

really.

"Although Odasaku is a mafia, he is a very, very good person!" Shinji suddenly raised his voice, emphasizing: "If there is no Odasaku...it would be our father. Died in the war."

Oda work?Isn't this Mr. Neighbor?

A year ago...was it the Dragon Head War?

When the Dragon Head War broke out, I was thrown to school by Mr. Ango, and he specifically told me to study hard and make progress every day, and not to care about the affairs of my family and country.So I don't know the specific details. I only know that after the war ended, Port Mafia annexed countless organizations and became the biggest winner.

I looked at the two children and involuntarily raised my forehead.

Mr. Odasaku, the new neighbor, seems to have raised five children, and I have met four now, what a fate.

"Okay, I know where you live. I said that your father is Mr. Oda Saku, and I live next door to your house."

Shinji stared wide-eyed: "Sister is a neighbor, so everyone related to Odasaku is a good person!"

Saki Le smiled imitatively: "Sister! Good person!"

Don't talk about it, I almost don't know the word "good man". Speaking of which, your father is obviously a mafia, so why do you teach such a stupid and cute child?

I bought two cups of milk tea for the children, and I said routinely while walking: "What is your father's position in the mafia?"

Although I'm going to go undercover in the military and police soon, it's not like I won't be returning to Yokohama. It's necessary to find out who lives next door to me.

The breath of a master is different from that of ordinary people. Odasaku is undoubtedly the top of them, and he seems to be on good terms with that Dazai Osamu. The leader of Mafia at the port should not let such a talent go.

But the answer Shinji gave me was quite different from my guess: "Oda Saku is just a member of the lower class."

I was stunned for a moment: "Hey, why? Wait, you usually call your father's name directly like this?"

"Because calling Dad in public will not help our father find a wife." Shinji said seriously, "Although Odasaku is 22 years old, he hasn't had a serious girlfriend yet!"

I was shocked.

You have five children without having a serious girlfriend. How wild is your private life, Odasaku-san?Bed|There are as many companions as a big forest, right?

I calculated in my heart, if Mr. Odasaku is 22 years old this year, and the child is so old, then he will be fifteen or sixteen years old...

I didn't expect, I didn't expect, Mr. Odasaku's thick eyebrows and big eyes turned out to be this kind of person.

"At first I thought it was your mother who was the best, but now it seems that I was wrong." I lowered my eyes and said meaningfully: "Obviously it is your father who is the best."

Shinji blinked, not quite understanding what I meant: "Oh, Odasaku is really good."

"Then do you have any brothers and sisters living outside?"

Shinji squeezed his chin like a little adult, and nodded after thinking for a moment: "Oda Tsukuru's character... Well, maybe there will be more and more brothers and sisters in the future, maybe we can form an army by then!"

As if remembering something, the boy covered his face and lamented: "Oh my God, is his salary enough to support our whole family?!"

The girl looked up at her brother and showed the same expression, although she might not understand the reason.

"Sakule, let's eat less in the future, otherwise Odasaku will work too hard."

I:"……"

Mr. Odasaku, what kind of father are you!

I was speechless for a while, and then I asked casually: "I was eating in a restaurant before, and I saw your father sitting with a boy in black and bandaged. Is that person also a mafia?"

"My sister is talking about Mr. Dazai. He is indeed a mafia and a friend of Odasaku." Shinji scratched his hair: "But I haven't talked to him, he looks... looks a little scary."

I slowly paint a picture of my neighbor in my mind——

First-class but low-key, friends who can tolerate strange things, fathers who raise children, love masters who linger in flowers...

Being low-key and being able to make friends with Dazai shows that you have a broad mind; being able to raise five children shows that you are patient; hanging around in the flowers shows that you will not refuse small requests from the opposite sex...

I tapped my palm.

Very good, I can ask this neighbor later if he can help me water the plants on the balcony every now and then.

They are all succulents that are easy to feed, and the distance between the two families is so long, he can pour them directly on his balcony.

If he wants, I can give him two pots as a reward.

After sending the children home, the very young and powerful father rushed back immediately after receiving the call.

As he thanked me, I made the request.

Odasaku looked up at the balcony, "Is it succulent? It shouldn't be difficult to raise, water it every few days?"

"Ten days."

The gentleman nodded slightly and agreed.

"I'll give you two more pots, which one do you like? By the way, these succulents have names~"

I pointed to a green lock dragon that looked like a green hat: "This one is called 'Put a hat on the boss'."

Pointing to a stone flower that looks like a butt: "This one is called 'Bare Butt Egg'."

Pointing to a Chiyoda pine tree that looks like a finger: "This is called 'Single 20 Years of Hand Speed'."

……

I introduced my precious succulent around, and saw Mr. Oda Saku pinching his chin and said thoughtfully: "The names are all good, very vivid."

I:"……"

After a long time, I choked out a sentence: "Well, thank you for the compliment."

OK, my neighbors really don't complain.

Except Mr. Ango, there is really no one around me who can complain.

I hope you can talk about the debut of cross talk with me, wait online, it's very urgent.

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I felt uncomfortable when I didn't receive the energy of complaining, so I had to harass my boss——

[The living and dead ghosts of the Supernatural Secret Service Division: Leaders~~ People's hounds have nicknames, such as "Queen of Blood-Stained Thorns" and "Meteor Slash", which sound full of domineering sideways.Do you think I should take one too? "Fruit Ninja" is a nice name, what do you think? 】

After a long time, I received a message reply——

[As long as your work is not dead, work to your death: Gao Sui, has your aesthetic ability been eaten by Dazai?Don't say you know me when you go out with this name in the future! 】

Seeing Mr. Ango's complaints made me feel better again.

I stuffed all my important stuff in a suitcase and set traps in the yard, front entrance, balcony door and bedroom door.

I always feel like someone is going to sneak into my house after I leave.

Who are the specific infiltrators?

Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai.

I put a rotten egg on the ginkgo tree outside the yard, which was connected to the transparent rope in the yard.

Behind the main entrance is a flour basin, and on the balcony door is a water basin.

The first three are just warnings. If the infiltrator continues to move forward, he will encounter the mechanism of the bedroom.

The handle on the inside of the bedroom door is tied with a cotton thread, and the cotton thread is connected to the pulse igniter behind the door and the cabinet above. Whether it is picking the lock or breaking through violently, as long as the door is pushed, the igniter will quickly burn the cotton thread, and the door connected to the cotton thread Open it, and the glass bottle filled with concentrated sulfuric acid will fall down.

But this is just a small matter, the most important thing is the pinhole cameras on the four corners of the wall, covering every corner of the house.

I confidently took a bunch of photos of the organization and sent them to Edogawa Ranpo.

Soon I got his reply:

【Master Detective: A mechanism of this level is simply unreliable. My words can be seen through within a second╭(╯^╰)╮】

I banged on my phone:

[I am a big sister:

"Guests" who can sneak in will definitely not be blocked by such a simple prank, but these are just to let the other party relax their vigilance, thinking that my mechanism is nothing more than that.

Think about it, the bastard who sneaked in passed five levels and killed six generals, and tried his best to disable all the cameras. He smiled knowingly, thinking that there was some secret in this heavily guarded house, but after rummaging through the box, he found——]

I showed a sinister smile.

【——It was a waste of effort, there is nothing here, do you think he will be very disappointed? 】

I cleaned up the room on purpose to make sure it was "clean".

The highest level of teasing people is to make the other person think he is very smart, lure him to gradually deepen, and only after wasting time and energy, he realizes that he has been tricked.

[Master Detective: You are so boring!Childish and boring ヽ(｀⌒′)?]

[I am a senior sister: You are so naive! 】

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Deng Tuzi was sent to the detective agency by me for foster care.

When I went, I couldn’t meet the new “junior brother”. I heard that he had his own job and was an honorable teacher of the people.

"This is Deng Tuzi?"

Dr. Xie Ye was just called a beauty by Deng Tuzi, he rubbed Deng Tuzi's head in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will feed it every day."

After I got home and packed everything, I dragged my suitcase and went out. When I opened the door, I ran into the boy next door who was about to ring the bell.

Nioh Masaharu stood outside the fence gate, stunned for a moment when he saw me, and put down his hand reaching for the doorbell: "Are you going out?"

I carried my suitcase down the stairs and ran to open the gate: "Why are you here?"

"Grandpa plays mahjong three times, let me come over and ask—" His eyes fell on my suitcase, his voice changed, he was a little surprised: "Are you moving again?"

"Ah, no, I'm going to stay in Tokyo for a while, but this house won't be rented out or sold, and I'll come back."

As the management officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Yokohama is my base camp, so I can't just walk away.

And I really like this neighborhood, the neighbors are very lovely people.

"please wait a moment."

Nioh Masaharu left this sentence and ran away. After a while, he ran back with a big watermelon in his arms.

He stuffed the watermelon into my arms: "A farewell gift for you."

I held a watermelon that was bigger than my head with a complicated expression, and said hesitantly, "That... Nioh-kun, do you mean that I should not forget to eat melons in Tokyo?"

The young man raised his lips and smiled, his braids twirling between his fingers, "That's right, if you find something interesting, please share it."

"Okay." I agreed with all my mouth, and suddenly remembered something, and looked at him with hopeful eyes: "King Ren, do you want to form a cross talk partner with me, we will definitely become popular all over the country!"

"Eh?" The silver-haired boy refused with a long voice: "I don't want it, I still want to play tennis. And—"

He looked me up and down in disgust, and turned his head away, "There is no future for two funny people to form a team."

I imagined the scene of two funny cross talks, and nodded in despair: "You're right."

"Then I won't delay your catching the tram, and have a good trip."

"Bye, I'll play mahjong with Grandpa Renwang when I come back."

Saying goodbye to Master and the boy next door, I left Xinshou Village and embarked on a long journey to find a cross talk partner x

The author has something to say:

It's not just Zai who came to "guest" in the end, so that's interesting.

Or, maybe all the "guests" met together, which would be more interesting.

What's more, Youguozi found out that these people were going to run into each other at her house, and the vest was in jeopardy, which was really interesting.

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As long as the work is not dead, work to the death - from the star detective

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感谢在2019-12-2818:00:00~2019-12-2918:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the last one in the grade;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I will not easily bring 10 bottles; xxxl5 bottles; Ruan Mian Mian Mian Da 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!