The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

"Asi...this..."

Qingshou stared blankly at the young man lying on the ground vomiting his soul. All this happened so suddenly. At this moment, Qingshou only had one sentence in his mind: No wonder it is called "Armed" Detective Agency.

"Good day, Dazai-kun."

Munakata Reisi said to the young man who rolled his eyes on the ground.

The young man lying on the ground raised his head in a daze to look at the place where the voice came from, "Mr. Munakata, are you here to visit the president today?"

Sweeping across Aomori, his indifferent eyes suddenly changed when he saw Aomori's and Munakata Reji's seven-to-one similar looks.

The young man named Dazai pointed at Aomori with his left hand tremblingly.

"Is Mr. Munakata's son this old?! Kunikida-kun, come and see!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

A blond young man wearing glasses poked his head out from the wide open door of the detective agency, looked at Dazai impatiently, and followed the latter's outstretched left hand.

This!

His eyes flicked back and forth between Aomori and Munakata Reiji.

If he remembers correctly, Mr. Munakata should be in his twenties, but no matter how he looks at the young man beside him...

"Dog, Munakata Qingshou."

Munakata Reisi took the initiative to break the silence, "Is Mr. Fukuzawa there?"

Qingshou politely nodded to the shocked two people in front of him, "Good day, both of you."

At this time, the young man named Kunikida realized that it was rude for them to let the guests stand outside the door all the time, so he quickly welcomed the two of them in. As for the partner who fell by the wall, sorry, he is not free.

Dazai, who was left outside the door, looked at the two Munakata, one big and one small, probably only an honest person like Kunikida-kun would believe that these two are father and son.

Qing Wang, one of the kings, entered Yokohama privately. It seems that something interesting is going to happen in Yokohama~

But these things have nothing to do with him. I found an excellent water entry point the day before yesterday. I don’t know if the lady in the coffee shop downstairs is willing to go to the Dzogchen of life with him~

Standing up and patting the invisible dust on his body, Dazai stepped into the elevator humming an out-of-key song of death for love.

In the detective agency, under the leadership of Kunikida, the two Aomori came to the outside of the president.

The blond young man who led the way looked at his watch, "Mr. Ranpo is probably inside at this time."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened inward.

The black-haired, squint-eyed young man in a brown beret was about to walk out, when he noticed the three people standing at the door, his eyes gradually moved down.

Seeing that the other party's attention was completely on the thick snacks he was carrying, Aomori tentatively handed the thick snacks to the black-haired young man after receiving Munakata Reisi's eyes of permission.

"For the sake of the snacks, Lord Ranpo doesn't care about what happened last time."

Edogawa Luanpo smiled brightly, took the dim sum with one hand, and patted Aomori on the shoulder with the other.

Hearing the sound of Luanbu, Aomori immediately recognized that this was the person who had hung up on Munakata Reisi's phone before, and nodded blankly.

Speaking of which, the phone call made by Asi seemed to have offended the person in front of him, but as for the specific content, Qingshou is not very clear.

Luanbu, who thought he would be asked why by Qingshou, looked at Qingshou with more satisfaction when he saw that he understood clearly.

So he said that the intelligence of many adults is not even comparable to that of children under one year old.

Ranbu perspective that sees through everything: Qingshou = toddler less than one year old.

"The president is waiting for you inside, Lord Ranpo wants to eat some snacks while it's hot."

After finishing speaking, Luanbu nimbly walked through the gap between the three of them and walked straight to his desk.

Thanks to his partner, Kunikida, who had doubled his workload, also left.

Munakata Reisi knocked lightly on the door twice, then led Qingshou and pushed the door open.

Inside the door, a silver-haired samurai who was estimated to be in his forties was sitting in front of a small tea table.

"Good day, Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Good day."

Aomori secretly looked at the silver-haired samurai in front of him who could scare a child into tears just by looking at him. Could this be Asi's friend in Yokohama?

He thought he would be someone with the same personality as Chi Wang.

As an assassin who used to work for the government, how could he not notice Qingshou's sight.

Turning to look at Qingshou, "Munongxiang-kun called last time for this?"

Suddenly met such a pair of formidable eyes, Aomori was slightly stunned, and then smiled politely at Fukuzawa Yukichi, although I don't know why Fukuzawa-san looks a little unhappy, but there is always nothing wrong with smiling Bar.

"Well, Qingshou is my sword of Damocles."

Anyway, Mr. Ranbu who just went out has already noticed this, so instead of covering it up, it is better to directly reveal it.

Hearing such an answer, Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help thinking of an old friend of his who had turned against him.

That person's superhuman ability is that of a young girl, and Munakata Reiji's Sword of Damocles is that of a young boy.

Thinking of that person's special hobbies, the way Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Munakata Reishi changed slightly. Could it be that this junior whom he is more optimistic about actually has that kind of unknown hobbies?

"The appearance of Qingshou is only based on my youthful appearance as the Qing King, and there is no other reason."

"excuse me."

I don't know why the other party apologized, but Qingshou still felt offended by the other party's gaze just now.

Then the two chatted about tea art, seeing that the time was almost up, Munakata Reishi took the initiative to end the topic, and left with Aomori who was dazed by a lot of tea ceremony knowledge.

Although the two are considered friends, the other party is the president of the Armed Detective Agency who is in charge of Yokohama Twilight Time. Reji Munakata always comes here for a while to exchange tea ceremony, and then he goes out to "walk" around by himself.

The two sides have maintained such a harmonious state of turning a blind eye and closing one eye to solve many cases.

Walking out of the detective agency, Qingshou yawned and rubbed his eyes, listening to the chat between Asi and Mr. Fukuzawa was quite hypnotic.

Before conducting the secret investigation, they went to the Yokohama hotel first, and put the suits needed for the dinner in the opened room. After the investigation in the afternoon, they could go directly to the room to change.

After dealing with all this, Reji Munakata and Aomori came out of the hotel, waved for a taxi, and let his car stay in the hotel parking lot.

The Yokohama Tour of One Person, One Sword officially sets sail.

First of all, they went to several shops that were attacked by Port Mafia, and learned about this pottery shop from the surrounding shopkeepers, but it seemed that the surrounding shops were worried that they would provoke Port Mafia. Except for some daily information, other They all kept silent.

After visiting the last store, Qingshou politely thanked the store manager and left.

"It's still similar to what the previous stores said."

Generally speaking, this pottery shop always transports large ceramic products at night or early in the morning, and the person responsible for the transport does not look like an employee of a regular express company.

It is similar to the information collected by Fushimi.

"Well, I see."

Reji Munakata patted Aomori on the shoulder to remind him not to be discouraged, "Since the victim can't get the information we want here, let's go to the perpetrator."

Qingshou: "The perpetrator? Is it the port Mafia?"

I heard that it is the leading organization in charge of Yokohama Kuroko, is it feasible for him and Asi to investigate?

Regarding Aomori's doubts, Munakata Reiji said that there is no need to worry.

He just planned to go to the port under the jurisdiction of Hong Kong and Hei. It would be better if he could investigate the recent records of inbound and outbound cargo.

Arriving at Yokohama Port by car, at a glance, there are all large and small container workshops, but those workshops are guarded by members of Hong Kong gangsters in black suits. The father and son who came to fish mingled in from the side path for ordinary people to pass.

Aomori was holding the fishing gear he bought on the way, and he and Reji Munakata were wearing unpretentious fisherman hats on their heads. The perfect camouflage even made them accosted by nearby residents who also came to sea fishing.

Listening to the deep praise for their "father and son" coming from behind, Aomori and Munakata Reisi speeded up silently.

The father and son sneaked into a workshop quietly, Aomori watched as Reji Munakata took out his mobile phone, and after a while of fiddling, he connected the mobile phone to a display screen next to him through a long and thin data cable.

After finishing the work, Munakata Reishi pulled Aomoru to hide in the gap between the containers next to him, and pressed a few times on the phone in his hand. Aomori next to him only saw the words connected on it, and then entered the transmission state.

Seeing Aomori's curiosity, Munakata Reiji explained to him in a low voice, "The other end is receiving data from Fushimi-kun. Through this connection, with Fushimi-kun's ability, it is only a matter of time before the entry and exit records of the entire port are obtained. .”

"Siguoyi!"

'shh'

Munakata Reisi signaled Qingshou to keep quiet, as if someone was coming.

The sound of footsteps from far to near gradually approached the hiding place of the two, and Qingshou nervously watched the transmission progress of 96% on the mobile phone. It would be too bad if it fell short now.

"Hey, is this really a foreign shipment? If I still don't get out of Japan..."

"Troubleshooting, go in quickly, you won't be able to leave any later!"

"I…"

"boom!"

The muffled sound of a blunt object touching a human body resounded in the quiet workshop, followed by the sound of a human body being dragged on the ground, and the door of the container opened and closed.

"Phew, it's good enough to save your life for a while with such a small amount of money, bah."

Listening to the man complaining as he walked out of the workshop, Qingshou unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking he was about to be discovered.

Just at this time, the transmission on the mobile phone has also been completed, and the two of them have dealt with the traces left by themselves and slipped out of the workshop without a sound. In charge of the Mafia tube at the port here.

The author has something to say: several times I have tried to enter a small dark room that cannot be left without changing [-] yuan, but every time it is time to enter the room, I am discouraged.

(So ​​if there are short chapters later, please forgive me for my weak codeword)

ps: But I will try my best to keep the daily updates ~ there may be short updates on weekends, over.

感谢在2020-01-0316:31:03~2020-01-0421:58:04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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Sui; 5 bottles of a cute koi carp with a height of 4 meters; [-] bottles of Rujieyi;

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