When the head crosses Yokohama

——Are you interested in observing the real gods on earth?

09.

According to Kuroro's memory, the three of them came to a river.

The river water is not clear, but the water flow is gentle. If you look up, you can see the huge Ferris wheel erected in the amusement park.

In this place, not only can you see the Ferris wheel, but you can also see the port mafia headquarters building swaggeringly standing in the best location in Yokohama.The Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia have managed to keep peace after the chaos of phagocytosis, but both sides still don't like the other due to the disputes that have arisen at the time.

On the road, I met a few men in black suits who were suspected members of the port mafia. They looked at Ranpo and Kunikida very warily.

"It's such an annoying feeling," Luanbu said with a displeased face, "It's really rude to spy on a famous detective with that kind of eyes!"

He was angry.

"Lanbo, please be patient a little bit, after all, this is the territory of the port mafia."

Kunikida spoke to appease Ranbu, and Kuroro followed behind without saying anything.

When they came to the river, the few people stopped, walking around the river with their hands behind their backs, but Kunikida frowned involuntarily while staring at the river——the river in front of him evoked something that he didn't like very much. Pleasant memories, Dazai threw himself into the river fifty times if not a hundred times, and most of the time he was cleaning up the mess for that troublemaker, so Kunikida felt a reflexive headache whenever he saw such a place.

Luanbu walked around in a circle, and when he came back, he looked at Kuroro and asked, "Are you sure you woke up around?"

"Well, it's probably that location," Kunikida saw the river bank next to where Kuroro pointed, "Although he was seriously injured when he was washed up by the water, he still has a little memory of the location. "

"Really, that's a pity." Ranbu spread his hands, "I didn't find anything by the river."

"By the way, Kurolo, what is your occupation?"

The span of this sentence is a bit large, and Kuroro blinked when he heard it.

"I don't have a job right now. I just came to Yokohama, so I'm not very familiar with it yet."

"Okay, I understand."

When asking questions, Ranpo's eyes were very sharp, revealing a kind of insightful eyes. Kunikida stayed aside, following Ranpo's questioning, he also realized a problem - if Kuro What Luo said is true, so how did he survive the month he came to Yokohama?

According to Kurolo, he was also seriously injured and delirious.

But Luanbu didn't let this issue go away, he stretched out a little bored and then stopped abruptly: "Well, let's just leave it like this for today."

"finished?"

"Let's end first, because I want to eat cake!" Ranpo looked at Kunikida with a natural look, "I remember there is a delicious cake shop around, it is on Machikawa Street, Kunikida-kun, hurry up and give it to me. I'll buy it! I want the little strawberry flavor!"

"What about you, Mr. Ranpo?"

"I'm waiting for you here, and I don't know the way." As he spoke, Luanbu actually sat down on the spot, as if waiting for the food to be served.

Kunikida had no choice but to nod embarrassedly at Kuroro, and then turned to look for the cake shop.

Edogawa Ranpo is a very clear person. Although he is young, he is proud and confident, revealing a self-willed appearance from the bottom of his bones.

On the contrary, he is also very smart.

"Mr. Ranpo, didn't you say that today's investigation is over?" Kuroro raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. He has always been in this state throughout the investigation, even though a big event happened to him, he specially commissioned it Detective agency, but he doesn't care about the progress of the investigation, "You took Kunikida-kun away, is there anything you want to say to me alone?"

Of course Kunikida was sent away, and the reasons were all so random.

"Because Kunikida is an idiot, and he is very nagging. If he is around, he will get in the way and affect my judgment."

That is, is it only now that the "judgments" begin?

"I've been wanting to say it since just now, what's the matter with your attitude!?" Ranbu frowned and pointed at Kuroro, with a very unhappy tone, "I'm a detective, so I know the thoughts of most human beings. Be very clear, if you want to pretend, pretend to be a little bit, I really hate dealing with people like you."

Obviously full of bad thoughts, but in the end he made himself look good.

"Eh?" Kuroro was stunned for a moment by Luanbu's frankness. It is not common to point to his nose and say that he is hypocritical.

Then Kuroro reflected on his previous expression and behavior, and only felt that he hadn't made too many mistakes.

"Don't be confused, you will never be able to guess the thinking of my generation!" Luanbu smiled for a while, but soon became serious, "Well, while Kunikida is away now, I have a few questions ask you."

"Okay."

Kuroro looked at Ranbu with interest.

"What is your purpose for approaching the detective agency?" It was neither Kunikida nor Dazai, Ranpo's tone was very firm, Kuroro was approaching the detective agency with a purpose.

The black-haired young man in front of him spread his hands, "I can't tell you yet."

"Well, if you don't tell me, I know you have no good intentions, but you'd better be careful, don't let me catch something, no crime can escape the eyes of a famous detective."

Kuroro carefully tasted this sentence, always feeling that Luanbu was implying that he already knew something.

Kuroro thought about it again, and felt that he had not done anything worth noting since he came to Yokohama, except for stealing two suits and shirts and killing several port mafia under Hirotsu Yanagi——

hmmmm?

So has this been discovered?

Thinking of this, Kuroro blinked.

"Do you have anything to do with Dostoevsky?" Ranbu seemed a little unwilling, he rubbed his palms and glared at Kurolo, "Don't say you've never heard of this person's name."

…………

Kuroro hadn't really heard of it, and this was indeed the first time he heard about this person from someone else.

Seeing Kuroro's expression, Ranbu frowned.

The appearance of Kuroro and the disappearance of Koguri Kotaro did happen at the same time. Because the timing was too coincidental, Ranpo agreed to Dazai's request—to find out about Kuroro.

As for the commission submitted by Kuroro to the detective agency, no matter whether the content of the commission is true or not, it is just a reason for the black-haired youth to take the opportunity to approach the detective agency. In other words, the commission itself is very boring.

To tease Dazai with a story from the Arabian Nights, Dazai saw through this from the very beginning, so he pushed the commission to him.

But when he was entrusted to Ranpo, he had no interest in playing football games with others from the beginning.

"Even if Kurolo Lucilu has nothing to do with the House of Dead Rats now, what about in the future?"

That's what Dazai said when he persuaded him. After meeting the real Kuroro, even if he was confused, he had to admit that Dazai's prediction was completely correct.

Kuroro had more of a criminal air than he had expected.

Ranpo actually doesn't hate criminals, because criminals rack their brains to commit crimes that always give him a lot of fun, but he hates people who are too mediocre, too smart and have bad intentions.

Kuroro clearly falls into the latter category.

"No matter what your purpose is, if you hurt the detective agency, I will not let you go."

Facing the unknown danger, Edogawa Ranpo made such a warning very seriously.

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By the time Kunikida returned to the river bank with the cake in his hands, the conversation between Ranpo and Kuroro had ended.

But he was slow to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Ranpo-san, this is the strawberry cake you want." Taking the cake out of the bag and handing it to a certain childish detective, Kunikida also took a piece of Black Forest and handed it to Kuroro: "I don't know Kuroro Luo Jun, do you like cakes, so I randomly picked a piece for you."

"Thank you." This thank you is more sincere.

After taking the cake, Kuroro nodded to Kunikida Doppo. Due to the influence of his growing environment, he never refused food easily.

"Is the investigation over?"

"It's over." / "Today is over~"

Facing Kunikida Doppo's question, Kuroro and Ranpo answered almost at the same time, and Ranpo turned his head very unhappily, holding his own cake and glaring at Kuroro, but said to Kunikida Doppo : "It's over, it's over, let's go back to the detective agency!"

He waved his hands in disgust, as if Kuroro beside him was a locust.

So far, on the first day the detective agency accepted Kuroro's entrusted investigation, the progress was zero.

Kunikida thought that the progress of the incident would not remain in this state forever. After all, Kuroro, a big living person, just popped out of nowhere, and there would always be some clues left anyway-but Kunikida completely miscalculated the mentality of the person involved.

Kuroro came to the detective agency entirely to inquire about the situation and prepare for a big fuss in the future. Of course, it would be better if he could find the reason why he suddenly came to this world at the same time, but it doesn't matter if he can't find it.

And Dazai and Ranpo even labeled Kuroro as a peddler at the very beginning, so during the investigation, they were all too busy repeating Kuroro's words, and they didn't take it seriously at all. See entrustment.

So among these people, only Kunikida Doppo was paying attention to the commission itself seriously. However, his strength alone was meager after all, so after a week, there was still no progress in Kuroro's commission.

"Kurolo-kun, I'm sorry that the detective agency couldn't help you." The expression on Dazai's face didn't look apologetic at all, "After a week of investigation, there is still no clue. This is our detective agency's negligence."

This is very official polite words. Dazai has said countless similar things, but Ranpo who listened to him was not happy: "Dazai, what you said is wrong, it is not our detective agency that this commission has not progressed." It’s just because the entrustment itself has no room for investigation.”

——One word of mouth can be blown up to the sky. In the case of completely unequal information, who knows which sentence of Kuroro is true and which is false.

However, they are not without gains.

At least since the day Kuroro suddenly appeared in Yokohama, they have fully grasped his subsequent whereabouts, including some despicable acts of theft, and contact with the port mafia black lizard——

The information that Dazai can get is rather vague. The port mafia seems to have deliberately concealed the information. The specific details of what happened during the period are very vague, and Mr. Hirotsu also kept silent about what happened that day.

——It’s tricky.

Dazai immediately came to such a conclusion.

In the blink of an eye, his thoughts turned back and forth, and a bad idea came to his mind again. Dazai showed a sunny smile, which was inexplicably playful - those who knew him well, such as Nakahara Naka, knew very well that Dazai was planning to frame someone.

"No, this is indeed the responsibility of our detective agency," continued Ranpo, the expression on Dazai's face was really sincere, it can only be said that some people are naturally suitable for making various expressions, "Kurolo-kun, Your commission is too special, and our detective agency is really powerless——if there is anyone who can help you, it must be the gods."

"God, what happened to me really sounds incredible. If it is said who wrote it, it seems that only a god can explain it."

But ah... people in Meteor Street don't believe in gods, let alone beliefs - whether there is a hand of God in this world, Kuroro has never been entangled.

God...

When he heard this word, Ranpo's expression was a bit strange, when he and Dazai's eyes met, he only saw the mischievous smile in the other party's kite-colored pupils.

It was exactly the same as Ranbu.

Luanbu raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly began to feel a little sympathetic to a certain hat gentleman—as far as he knew, the other party seemed to have just come out of Ai Bilun's mystery novel, and now it seems that there will be another trouble coming from the sky in the near future up.

Well, it's none of his business though.

"Mr. Ku Luoluo, I don't know if you believe in gods or not?"

Kuroro looked at Osamu Dazai, he didn't really believe in the gods, but Kuroro didn't rush to deny it, Osamu Dazai obviously had something to say: "Mr. Kuroro, do you know that the port mafia actually has a Specialties—the gods that actually live in the world and eat the fireworks in the world~”

"How about Kuroro-kun?" Dazai issued a very tempting invitation to Kuroro, "Are you interested in observing the real gods in the world?"

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The liquidation report of the financial losses of the Port Mafia during this period has finally been sorted out.

Now, this pile of documents is on Zhongye's desk.

Ordinarily, this kind of liquidation report should be submitted to Sister Hongye, who is also one of the five cadres of Mafia at the port. Sister Hongye is mainly responsible for intelligence and torture. He is actually mainly responsible for force suppression.

When he finally came out of the troublesome reasoning novel, he went to the floor where the BOSS was to plead guilty—the Russian made Yokohama a mess, and Chuya felt that he had not fulfilled his obligation to protect the leader, so he consciously went forward after he came out of the book. to ask for punishment.

It was at this time that the task of liquidation was handed over to him by Chief Sen.

"Boss, is this?"

Chuya knelt on the ground with one knee, the hat he often wore was placed on his chest, his head was lowered slightly, and his eyes were downcast—this was an extremely surrendering gesture.

Sen Owai stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. Under the leader's coat was a middle-aged handsome uncle's face.

The leader's office is located on the No.40 floor of the Port Mafia Headquarters Building, which has the best view of Yokohama—and the current leader of the Port Mafia in front of him is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the moment, taking in the entire Yokohama scenery. fundus.

"Mr. Zhongye, this time there is another dispute between our port mafia and the armed detective agency," Sen Ouwai's voice was unhurried, including some of the port Mafia leaders who have been in power for many years: "The loss is not small, but fortunately there is no Shake the foundation, and as a punishment, I will entrust the task of liquidating this dispute to you, Mr. Chuya."

Central Plains is also a little confused.

That doesn't sound like punishment at all.

"Mr. Zhongye, you need to pay more attention to the handling of the aftermath of this dispute," Sen Ouwai looked into the distance, but what he thought of was his relationship with His Excellency Fukuzawa, but this kind of memory did not shake his mind at all. The eyes are so gentle, but they are still indifferent eyes with rational calculations: "The co-eating incident is just a temptation for the house of dead rats. Although they failed this time, they will definitely come back in the future."

Zhong Yuan also buried his head in listening, and the words of Chief Mori made him frown involuntarily.

"So Mr. Zhongye, you must deal with the aftermath well. Dostoevsky is a person who is good at putting long lines to catch big fish. If you find any hidden dangers, you don't need to notify me in advance, just deal with it directly. "

"I see, boss."

——So, now this stack of financial liquidation reports has been moved to Zhongye's desk.

It's no exaggeration, it's really a pile, piled up like a hill on his desk.

"It turns out that we really lost so many things when we confronted the Armed Detective Agency this time?"

While muttering to himself, he took down the top report casually.

"Loss liquidation of stores, loss of materials, building repairs, loss of personnel..."

After reading the documents one by one, Zhong couldn't help but slowly frowned.

Liquidation of losses was originally a very meticulous and cumbersome job. Although Zhongyuan Zhongya is now one of the five major cadres of the port mafia, the reports he wrote before he was promoted to the five major cadres will only be more or less, so he I am quite familiar with similar reports.

So the more I look at it, the more I feel wrong.

Why did a shopping mall under the name of the port mafia lose such a value in this turmoil that he raised his eyebrows? Obviously, this shopping mall is not in the area affected by the dispute.

With such doubts in mind, the Central Plains Central Committee also pulled out several different reports, and the losses listed in the reports still make people feel abnormal.

He felt that it was necessary to check the details. Since Chief Mori specifically asked him to pay attention to the aftermath, he must pay more attention to it. If there was any abnormality, he had to rule it out in advance.

The investigation of the details of the store was still very fast. Starting from Chuya Zhongya, the subordinates of Mafia at the port investigated very carefully for two days, and finally locked the target of the abnormal loss of the store on a strange black-haired young man.

——That’s right, this person is Chrollo Rushiru.