Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

The explosion lasted for a while, and Mori Ogai heard a small voice saying: "Mr. Zhongyuan, stop calling, you have a call."

"Who is it?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also said in a hoarse voice, "If it's mackerel, then hang up for me."

"The signature on it is BOSS."

"what?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and rushed over immediately.Seeing that his boss was indeed on the other end of the phone, and the phone was connected at the same time, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt his scalp numb for no reason.

"...Chuya,? Have you been happy recently?" Mori Ogai's gentle greeting came through the microphone, and Nakahara Chuya felt more and more uneasy.

"Okay?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know how to lie, so he could only answer stumblingly.

Recently, the Central Plains is also here in Italy...

Really had a good time.

Although there are few supernatural beings in Italy, their various fighting methods are equally interesting, and powerful power emerges endlessly.

And compared to fighting in Yokohama with his hands tied,? In this area of ​​Sicily, Italy,? In addition to not being able to activate dirty mode, he can release his power as much as he wants.

Cough,? The demolition team passed down by Peng Lie's ancestors? It's not just a joke.

The people here seem to be well adapted to this kind of open and close battle, and the aftermath is also fast. Zhongyuanzhong also likes the sunshine of Sicily, and even plans to continue to play next time during the working holiday.

"..." Mori Ogai choked for a moment at Nakahara Chuya's bluntness, but it was also Nakahara Chuya's character who said nothing, and Mori Ogai would not fortify against this strongest combat force.

"Don't hand over the phone to other people in the future." Finally, Mori Ogai recovered his voice, and found a topic to cut into.

"Yes! Boss." Nakahara Chu also thought that this call could be directly connected to Mori Ogai's internal phone, and his whole body tensed up for a moment, "There will be no next time."

Why was he the one who handed over the phone to Pengo Lie before?

It seems that it is because of the inconvenience of fighting.

Thinking of the battles and getting along with the guardians of the ninth generation of Pengo Lie during this period of time, and thinking of the cautiousness that he had unconsciously relaxed, Zhong Yuanzhong even felt that the originally soft sunlight was burning hot.

The people of Pengo Lie are really scary.

"Well, there will be no next time." Mori Ogai said lightly, then changed the subject and asked, "Have you heard from Dazai-kun recently?"

"Dazai? No... huh?" Zhongyuan Zhongya suddenly paused, watching the sun gradually sinking into the sea, "He called me yesterday morning."

Morning in Italy...

Mori Ogai calculated the time difference. It should be the time when the surveillance personnel realized that Oda Sakunosuke was missing, so, did Dazai really do something?

"Boss, is it Dazai, what did that bastard mackerel do?" Thinking of being woken up in his sleep and hearing the other party say in a relaxed but malicious tone to give him a big gift, Zhong Yuanzhong clenched his hands angrily. fist.

"I don't know yet..." Mori Ogai rubbed his temples, "Did Dazai say anything to you?"

"Yes, he said he would give me a gift." Zhongyuan Zhong also said these doubts in his tone.

Hearing this, Mori Ogai waved his hand, motioning his subordinates kneeling in front of him to check Chuya Nakahara's home, and then ordered into the microphone.

"Central Plains Central."

"Yes!" Nakahara Chuya stood up straight with a solemn tone.

"The vacation is over, return to Yokohama as soon as possible."

"Yes! Follow the leader's order."

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The sun was just right, and the few people who hadn't eaten breakfast returned to the cafeteria on the first floor of the cruise ship after visiting the part on the ship.

Carrying a large pile of food, several teenagers walked out of the restaurant ignoring other people's gazes, and sat on the stern of the cruise ship, admiring the stern like a sapphire, while looking at the gradually blurred Yokohama port.

Suddenly, Nan Chuanyou felt his leg was hit by something, and looked down, a small gray animal was squatting at his feet.

"Is this...that animal?" Nan Chuanyou thought about the purple-haired boy he saw in the room before.

"Yeah." Tsunayoshi Sawada took a look and nodded.

"It's a raccoon." Hayato recognized the type of small animal, and curiously reached out and rubbed the furry ears of the raccoon.

Surrounded by several people, Carl the raccoon was not afraid at all, his round eyes stared at the food on the table, his upper body straightened up, showing a longing expression.

"Oh, yes, raccoon." Nanchuan You also recognized the race of the small animal, suddenly remembered something, and looked at his plate maliciously.

There were various desserts on the plate, Nan Chuan Yu took out one and threw it beside the raccoon.

"Wait, you can't feed sugar to animals, right?" Guiji Hayato was about to reach out to stop him.

But the little raccoon threw the pink cotton candy that Nan Chuanyou left behind into the swimming pool...

The fluffy marshmallow fell into the swimming pool and quickly melted away, leaving only the little pet with a dazed look on its paws that kept sliding in the water.

"Pfft, hahahaha." Nan Chuanyou looked at the whole scene, and couldn't help laughing out loud at last.

The raccoon was still in a daze, and when he heard Nan Chuan You's laughter, he looked back at him.Those round eyes were full of accusations, and Nan Chuanyou was choked up all of a sudden.

"You're too funny." Hayato Jioji looked at Nanchuan Yu, then at the poor little raccoon, and stood decisively on the side of the little animal.He lowered his head and searched his phone, picked some food that the little raccoon could eat from the plate, and handed it over carefully.

Maybe it was frightened by Nan Chuanyu's behavior of bullying the raccoon before, but this time the little raccoon didn't habitually throw the food into the water, but ate the food obediently bite by bite.

"It's so good." A few teenagers gathered together and watched the raccoon eating with great interest, as if they were looking at something.

"……thanks."

"Yes, yes, super cute." Nan Chuanyou nodded, suddenly ready to move, "What do you think I have a cat?"

"Who will raise it?" Hayato Prison was the first to question, "You were at home alone when you were in school, and you left the cats and cats at home?"

Although he was harassed by Hayato again, Nanchuan Yu also felt that his doubts were very reasonable, "You are right, ah, I really want a cat that doesn't need to be taken care of, but can be rubbed by me."

Nanchuan Yu denied it too quickly, and Sawada Tsunayoshi could only swallow the words that his mother Nana could take care of the cat.

"……thank you all."

"Who is saying thank you?" Sitting on the plastic chair by the pool, Nan Chuanyou followed the voice and looked back, just in time to see a figure quietly appearing behind him.

"Oh!" Nanchuan You was startled, and he was relieved when he saw clearly.

"It's you, you are the owner of that raccoon."

Being watched by the eyes of several teenagers, the socially frightened Poe felt suffocated.He nodded with difficulty, carefully repeating for the third time, "Thank you... for taking care of Carl."

"It's all right." Seeing the discomfort of the purple-haired boy, Nan Chuanyou hurriedly waved his hand, "Your raccoon is super cute."

"Yes, he is very good."

Looking away, the feeling of being watched disappeared, and Poe was slightly relieved.

Speaking of his partner, Edgar Allan Poe felt a little relieved. Looking at Carl, who was holding a fruit and gnawing on Kazi Kazi Zhengxiang, a trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes covered by bangs.

"I am, Edgar Allan Poe, Edgar Allan Poe."

"Nanchuan...wait a minute." Nanchuanyou looked away from the little raccoon, and then fixed on the purple-haired boy again, "Are you Edgar Allan Poe? The Edgar Allan Poe who wrote mystery novels?"

"..." Although he has other identities in the other world, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it now.

After silently glancing at the teenagers, Edgar Allan Poe nodded.

Nan Chuan, who signed +1, was in a trance, deeply feeling that the fat Gentaro Ikeda who was more than half bald had won the grand prize, and unexpectedly invited all three legends onto the boat in one go.

The cruise ship broke through layers of water waves, driving more and more smoothly.After eating, the three of them sat by the pool and fell asleep.

Sunshine, sea breeze, cruise ship.

At this moment, the tense strings in his brain were relaxed for a moment, and the police, the government of the time, and the tennis match were all left behind.

Nan Chuan Yu half-closed his eyes enjoying this moment, feeling the relaxation of this moment.

Suddenly, a scream exploded in his ears.

"what!!!"

"It's dead!!!"

Nanchuan Yu was suddenly awakened, and bounced up from the chair with his whole body tensed, looking at the place where the scream came from.

A young girl was sitting slumped on the ground, pointing forward with wide-open eyes, her expression was obviously pale, even covering her mouth couldn't stop her frightened expression at the moment.

Following the direction of her finger, Nan Chuanyou turned his head stiffly and looked into the swimming pool.

Pupils constricted.

The originally clear pool water became turbid, and traces of blood spread from the bottom of the pool, as if blood-red ribbons were entwining the people at the bottom of the pool.

"Hiss..." Nan Chuan You gasped.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, several figures rushed to the side of the swimming pool, and Nanchuan Yu found that Conan, who was only seven years old, was among them.

...Why is the child so sensitive at this time?

"Let the water go, save people!"

The seven-year-old child, who was less than the height of an adult's legs, had an amazing momentum in an instant.

"No." It was indeed Gentaro Ikeda who hurried over after hearing the news to stop him.

He frowned and looked at the polluted pool water, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, "Go and fish it up personally, the water on this boat is also a counterweight, if it is all taken away, the boat will capsize."

And the news that someone died in the swimming pool on this ship quickly spread, and a gleam of interest flashed in the eyes of a red-eyed young man sitting in the dining room and playing with a knife.

"Hey, interesting, who is actually faster than me?"

And in the lounge on the second and third floors of the room, the silver-haired swordsman standing at the window turned his head.

"Well, it's not a supernatural being." Edogawa Ranpo said without any concealment after eating happily with potato chips in his arms.

"But……"

"President, you forgot. We don't have a commission but we can't intervene in cases of non-supernatural beings."

"..." The silver-haired swordsman clenched the long knife on his waist.

The author has something to say: Just... Naturally, it is impossible for the entire ship to have only one prisoner.

Not enough points.

As for the setting of the Armed Detective Agency, it is privately established.