All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Shinomiya She was also choked.

He didn't know how to explain [ABO] to the young man in front of him who looked like a high school student, which was born to satisfy the thinking of ghs.

He turned his head, wanting Atsushi Nakajima to change the subject, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw the silver-haired boy staring at him curiously, his magnificent eyes sparkling with desire for knowledge.

Oops, oops, forgot that there was also an underage boy behind him!

Shinomiya She also clenched his glasses tightly, coughed, and said, "By the way, the coffee shop downstairs just now posted today's new product menu when we went upstairs."

"What new product?" Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes wide, and the topic was immediately changed.

"It seems to be a chocolate caramel muffin." Shinomiya Shinomiya smiled, "It happens that I am very interested in the daily life of detectives, why don't we chat while eating?"

Facts have proved that no one can resist the temptation of delicious food, not even Edogawa Ranpo who just finished eating senbei cake.

"Hey?" Atsushi Nakajima was stunned, "But what is that ability..."

He scratched his hair in a daze, and Shinomiya She was already hurrying down the stairs.

Edogawa got up from the chair in disorder, and patted Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder pretending to be old-fashioned: "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

It's not a lie that Shinomiya is also interested in detectives. He is preparing for his next book, and one of the important characters in it happens to be a detective.

During this period of time, because many things happened in Yokohama, he has been cooing for a long time, and he didn't even have time to read the line posted by the editor. As soon as you open it, you will see a red jumping message prompt.

The last time it was sent was around ten o'clock yesterday.

It happened to be the time when he first arrived in Yokohama and encountered Nakahara Chuya.

Will you go back?

Shinomiya She also held the material book after the interview with Ranpo, and inexplicably felt a feeling of facing the parents' greeting text message - both panic and worried that if they didn't reply, it would cause even greater panic.

The only difference is that what comes from the parents is love, and what comes from the editor is ruthless whipping.

Ritsu Onodera: Teacher Shinomiya!Is your new draft ready!When will it be sent?Is something wrong?Please reply to my message, I can't contact you anyway, please!

Ritsu Onodera is the son of the head of Onodera Publishing House. Although he is not as powerful as the Shinomiya family, he can barely be considered a member of the upper class. Before becoming an editor and author, they met at a banquet. I don't know how many sides.

It's a pity that Shinomiya She also had an impression of Ritsu Onodera, but Ritsu Onodera didn't remember him at all.

This saves a lot of trouble, after all Shinomiya She doesn't want people to know that as the eldest son of the Shinomiya family, he chose to become a writer instead of inheriting the consortium.

Still a writer with a dual identity.

He was tangled in his heart, and in the next second, a new text message popped out with a "ding".

It was still news from Onodera Ritsu, with a much more anxious tone than the previous one: Teacher, why can't you dial your phone?The message also indicates that the sending failed. Have you changed your number?Or lost your phone?Be sure to contact me!

This time there were no words to remind the manuscript. Ritsu Onodera was really anxious. After all, a single writer died suddenly at home, and his body was found by the neighbor's dog three days later. Such news is not uncommon.

The iron heart that Shinomiya She also trained, who does not eat hard and soft, and does not eat oil and salt, finally felt a tingle. He hurriedly replied: Something happened in Duwang Town, and I changed my phone temporarily. I just boarded the line today. , I will send you the new phone number later, sorry, editor Onodera.

Ritsu Onodera held his mobile phone and suddenly jumped up from his desk: "Mr. Shinomiya!!!"

Onodera Ritsu: No problem, right?Is there something wrong with your body?If there is really no way, the time for the manuscript can be postponed, and I will tell the editor-in-chief!

Shiguya Shinomiya: No, it's just that the original mobile phone is broken, just get a new one.I already have an idea for a new draft, and I will send it to you in a while.

Ritsu Onodera: Yes, I have ideas... Does having ideas mean what I think?Shinomiya-sensei, speak up!Is not a word moved!

Shiguya Shinomiya: [Offline]

"Woohoo." Ritsu Onodera, who was still alive and well just now, was instantly sluggish. Masamune Takano who "accidentally" passed by the entrance of the literary editorial department was holding a coffee. The cute little expression is amused.

He avoided the door, covered the raised corner of his mouth with a coffee cup, and sent a text message with one hand: "Good job."

【Recipient: Ritsu Onodera】

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"Sorry, leader." Chuya Nakahara took off his hat and bowed his head, "This mission was not completed."

When Zhongyuan Zhong was also affected by Shinomiya Tsuya's ability, he was not completely unconscious, but those memories were hazy and broken, and he only deduced what happened that day after sorting out all night.

Damn Dazai!

He wished he could put the mackerel who took the opportunity to watch his jokes on the chopping board, chop it into pieces, and hang it on the roof of the Ganghei Building to dry naturally.

That guy likes to hang himself aloft anyway.

After slandering his old partner, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to pass the responsibility on to others. Although the group of guys who tried to "borrow" the smuggling route of Hong Kong gangsters were captured yesterday, after the interrogation by Sister Hongye, it was clear that they were a bunch of brainless people who were arrested. The mob didn't even know they were gunners, not to mention that the "smuggled goods" requested by Chief Sen were lost halfway.

"Chuya-kun, do you understand?" Mori Ogai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to Nakahara Chuya

"The arrow disappeared suddenly." Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled the account of his subordinates, "There was no one snatching it around, and there was nothing unusual. At that time, because of the sudden action, there was no container for the arrow, and the arrow was actually held in his hand. of."

"Oh?" Mori Ogai seemed to be interested, and slowly issued a question word.

But after the interrogative words, he closed his mouth as if he had no interest, and suddenly changed the subject, "Nakaya-kun, do you like watching Yokohama?"

Nakaya raised his head, followed Mori Ogai's finger and looked out of the window—outside the window was half of Yokohama, like fish scales in the sun, and the outer walls of the buildings shone with light, as beautiful as a scene Dream.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also replied sincerely: "I like it, but my subordinates see more night scenes."

"Hmm, that's not wrong." Mori Ogai touched his chin and turned around, "Chuya-kun, it is true that he often passes through the night sky of Yokohama at night."

Central Plains also nodded.

"That arrow, go and help me find it." Mori Ogai's soft expression lasted only for a second, and instantly turned cold, "I can't allow that kind of thing to disturb Yokohama, no matter what, take it back."

"Yes." Nakahara Chuya leaned over, and he had already begun to conceive how to find his whereabouts in his mind.

"Rin Taro!" Alice shouted after being left out for a long time, "Where's the agreed upon tea?"

The girl with blond hair and blue eyes sat on the seat of the leader of Hong Kong and Hei, wearing a red and white loli dress, even when she was angry, she looked cute.

No one thinks it's wrong, Hong Kong and Hei go up and down, except for a few insiders, no one would have thought that this petite and cute loli would be Mori Ogai's humanoid ability.

"I'm sorry Alice, I forgot." Mori Ogai changed his serious style and apologized skillfully, "Let's go now? Shall we? By the way, there is a very good clothing store on that street... ..."

"Pervert, Rintaro pervert!" Alice took Mori Ogai's hand, "I will never change clothes!"

Mori Ogai led the angry Alice to the door, and when he passed Chuya Nakahara, he turned his head and smiled and said: "If you find it troublesome, you can go to Dazai-kun, after all, we are still cooperating with the Armed Detective Agency stage."

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't tell whether the words were teasing or warning, he could only respond.

Then, I hammered that smiling, unscrupulous guy ten thousand times in my heart.

Damn it, the leader must know what happened that day!

The protagonist Osamu Dazai, who was treated as a sandbag by Chuya Nakahara, shivered suddenly.

"What? Got a cold?" Shinomiya She was also sitting beside him, tapping the game controller quickly.

"Ah, there must be a young lady who wants to die in love with me." Osamu Dazai said in an aria, his hands kept moving, and the speed of pressing the handle buttons was comparable to that of Shinomiya Tsutomu next to him.

On the display screen connected to the handle, two noodle-like little white men wrestled together on the high platform, limp as if two marshmallows were fighting.

Judging from the way they are struggling, you can also judge the determination of the two players to win.

"Hmph." Osamu Dazai laughed triumphantly, "Look at my move! You must not be able to stop Tsuya!"

"Heh." Shinomiya She also sneered mockingly, "Look behind you! Don't forget that there are tricks in this picture!"

Dazai also sneered, "I've thought of a trap a long time ago! Admit defeat!"

On the screen, neither of the two small figures teetering on the edge of the platform would let go, one arm was holding the other's head, the other was pinching the other's face, and they froze there.

Suddenly, there was a roar, the mechanism was activated, and a hammer slowly appeared from behind the opened wall, shaking slowly.

"If you don't let go, you will die!"

"Then die together!"

Atsushi Nakajima sat on the sofa next to him, with a speechless face and numb eyes. He calmly went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and drank it on his own, completely ignoring the person sitting on the carpet. Two adults over a hundred.

He has long wondered how Mr. Dazai and Mr. Shinomiya, two people who have no intersecting lives at all, met and became friends. They turned out to be friends in the game.

"Ah... dead." As the screen darkened, the two put down their handles and sighed.

"It's a draw again." Shinomiya She also helped up his glasses, "I thought I could compete with you in this game."

Osamu Dazai threw his head back on the sofa, "It seems that it is impossible, and I wanted to take this opportunity to make you agree to my request."

"What request?" Apart from code words, Shinomiya is willing to do anything now, if Dazai's request is not too outrageous...

"Please use it again." Osamu Dazai's starry eyes flashed, and he heard the looseness in Shinomiya Shinomiya's tone.

"Use it again, your superpower!"