My script must be HE

Toru Amuro, who might have come to Yokohama with Conan and the others, stayed in Tokyo completely.Apart from matters related to the bombing at the Metropolitan Police Department yesterday, the interrogation of the leader of the 'Rat of the Dead House' was also handed over to the police by Toru Amuro.

And there is also the matter of Shuichi Akai.

After Conan's report, Toru Amuro thought again and again, and agreed to Shuichi Akai's deal.But there is a premise, that is, Toru Amuro must be present when Akai Shuichi talks to the leader of the "Rats of the Dead House".

Therefore, only Conan and the three juniors from the Armed Detective Agency are the only ones who came to Yokohama today.

Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi naturally sat together on the train, and Conan was sandwiched between Akutagawa and Kyoka, effectively separating the two energetic boys.

Because they were going to leave this world completely, they took their instruments with them when they left.At this time, the three band members were wearing team uniforms and carrying musical instrument bags, looking like they were going to perform.

Conan opened his half-moon eyes, and he was forced to be caught in the middle. He finally felt how popular the band of the three was.

There were more than a dozen people just asking for autographs along the way, not to mention secretly taking out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Akutagawa, who was forced to open for business, twitched his lips, and finally gave up expression management like Izumi Kyoka, and faced all kinds of people who heard the news with a blank face.

Probably only Atsushi Nakajima is operating with a serious smile.

Fortunately, the distance between Tokyo and Yokohama is not too far, and Conan soon walked out of this "only I am redundant" atmosphere.

When the tram arrived, the four of them stood side by side on the ground in Yokohama, looking up at the sky tacitly.

"Today is a fine weather." Quan Jinghua said.

Akutagawa covered his mouth and nose, blocking the cool wind that was blowing directly into his nostrils.

They arrived in Yokohama.

The thrilling things seemed to have passed, and the four walked on the streets of Yokohama on foot, heading towards their destination.

"Future Amusement Park, located in District 21 of Minato Mirai, was built on NO.2013 in January 20 and has not yet opened." Conan looked up where they were going, "Are we the only tourists?"

Thinking of the Xingzhihai Hotel last time, which was also under the banner of the port black-hand-party and gave them free play, Conan felt for a moment that the port black-hand-party contract was equal to the Suzuki consortium.

However, there is really no comparison between the two groups.

"Haibara said they will be there at 11:30." Conan looked at the time, and they had enough time to walk.

Break away from the usual fast pace and walk on the road unhurriedly.Atsushi Nakajima looked up at the blue sky, and couldn't help mentioning: "The last time I was so leisurely was when I just came here."

"I didn't expect that more than two months would pass so quickly." Atsushi Nakajima said, he smiled, and then realized, "So is Teacher Ranpo not planning to come?"

He still remembered that before he left, Mr. Dazai said that he would listen to Mr. Ranpo, but they were about to leave, and Mr. Ranpo hadn't appeared yet.

"Could it be lost?" Quan Jinghua shook her dumb hair, tilted her head and said seriously.

Thinking about Ranpo teacher's usual behavior, Atsushi Nakajima's expression gradually darkened.

"It's entirely possible." He said a little discouraged.

In fact, Conan, who was looking forward to the "No.1 Detective of the World" Edogawa Ranpo in another world, twitched his mouth, and was also a little discouraged.

'Dazai-sensei probably didn't expect them to travel across the world. Conan made excuses for Ranpo teacher, "Anyway, in the academy world without supernatural powers, it's not easy to find three students who don't know why they came to a different world. '

"Speaking of which, what does Mr. Dazai want?" Atsushi Nakajima asked instead, "Akutagawa, since everything is over, you should be able to tell us."

Quan Jinghua also turned her head and looked at Akutagawa with some doubts in her eyes.

Although the three of them often go out together, only Akutagawa has communicated with Osamu Dazai, and only Akutagawa knows the most.

Conan was also curious, but he didn't think Akutagawa would say it.

After all, this matter is indeed very important, even in the mafia world of Chief Dazai, it is probably an extremely secret existence.

Unexpectedly, Akutagawa took out a folded paper from his pocket and handed it to Izumi Kyoka: "This is it."

' Doesn't he know how important this thing is? 'Looking at the obvious folding marks, Conan was momentarily speechless.

Quan Jinghua unfolded the paper, looked left and right, it was just a blank sheet of paper.

"What is this?" Atsushi Nakajima was confused.

Conan also leaned over to take a closer look.

Regardless of whether Akutagawa doesn't know how important this is, how many times he can see it.

The creases on the off-white paper are particularly conspicuous, and you can still see the rough lines on the paper if you get close. Even if Conan gets closer, he can't see anything unique about it.

"This is the 'book page'." Akutagawa's voice came from under his palm, he covered his mouth and nose, and coughed softly, "Renhu, do you still remember the urban legend of 'supernatural power'?"

"A 'book' that can achieve everything?" Nakajima Atsushi quickly remembered.

They have a lot of urban legends in Yokohama. In addition to the "supernatural power" that was successfully verified in a different world, there are also "Tsurumigawa Mizuki" and "an old woman carrying a bag of stones".

"It doesn't look like it." Atsushi Nakajima shook his head and said Conan's heartfelt thoughts, "No matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary piece of white paper."

Quan Jinghua shook her hair, took out a pen from her pocket, eager to try: "Do you want to try to write something?"

"Enough soup tofu, crepes in the shape of rabbits." Quan Jinghua pushed the pen cap with her thumb holding the pen.

Atsushi Nakajima thought for a while: "A crepe in the shape of a rabbit should be cute."

Conan ran through such adjectives in his mind, and quickly thought of the general appearance of the real thing.

'There should be no difference in taste, but the shape is different, right? 'he thinks.

and many more.

"Sister Jinghua, don't write!" Conan reacted.

Who knows what is going on with this 'book', if it is used improperly, it will be his world that will be injured!

Suddenly, Conan felt that he seemed to be dreaming back to the Detective Boys.

...

When they arrived at the future amusement park, Mao Lilan and others had just arrived.

"Conan!" The three children, who had been playing like crazy for two days, saw the little friend, surrounded them in surprise, talked about the experience of the past two days, and tried to make Conan who didn't participate in it feel a little regretful.

Conan, who spent the past two days with more surprises than their trip, showed half-moon eyes and laughed a few times.

Dr. A Li trotted over following the three children: "Everyone, slow down... huh?"

Some chubby Dr. Li touched the back of his head, and said to Atsushi Nakajima and Jinghua Izumi: "I seem to have seen you."

But it's just a faint impression.

Mao Lilan pulled Hui Yuanai, and walked over like Suzuki Sonoko.

"The staff said that you can go in when all the people are here." Suzuki Sonoko's tone was raised, and she was in a good mood.

Conan finally got out from the children. At this time, he glanced at the people present and found that there were fewer people.

He trotted up to Mao Lilan, and asked in a sticky tone, "Where's Uncle Oda?"

I haven't seen Conan for two days, and Mao Lilan really misses him.At this moment, she squatted down and touched the black hair on Conan's head.

"Mr. Oda said he has something to do today." She explained gently.

"Is that so..." Conan blushed a little.

Hui Yuanai, who was standing next to him, glanced at him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth a little.

'I hope he can feel so relaxed after seeing the video of Xiaolan yelling Kudo Shinichi to chop wood piles empty-handed yesterday. ' She crossed her arms and shrugged.

Conan, who didn't know about this, was consciously held by Mao Lilan's hand, and followed her to the ticket gate.

...

Unlike Conan and the rest, the atmosphere in the Metropolitan Police Department was so serious that it was freezing.

The two grown men who had already negotiated a good deal had an unpleasant second meeting at this time after the last unpleasant meeting.

Akai Hideichi consciously asked the public security personnel to check the things he was carrying, and followed Toru Amuro in the corridor leading to the cell where the leader of the 'Dead House Rat' was held.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was particularly prominent in the empty corridor. In the empty corridor, Toru Amuro, who was walking in front of him, flattened the corners of his mouth and led the way with a calm face.

The shadows of the two under the incandescent light kept changing, and finally, Toru Amuro stopped in front of a room.

"The leader of the 'Rat of the Dead House' has been brought here." Toru Amuro turned slightly sideways, his brows lowered, "I will go in with you."

This is what they agreed, and the public security police will watch them talk.

Akai Shuichi did not object: "No problem."

He was very upset that Akai Shuichi caught the bomber first, but he couldn't let the bomber fall into Akai Shuichi's hands. Amuro Toru was not in a good mood at this time.

Just let Akai Shuichi meet the leader of the 'Dead House Rat', the police can get more benefits.

Otherwise, he would not agree to the deal.

The key poked into the lock and turned, and with a click, the door opened.Toru Amuro pushed open the door and motioned for Akai Shuichi to go in.

But Akai Shuichi unexpectedly did not act immediately.

In the narrow interrogation room, opposite the table, the black-haired man who was the prisoner raised his head and looked over.