Reconstructing the three-quarter concept in the world of science

The banquet hall filled with toasts, the passionate banquet host, the noisy discussion of the guests... everything seems to have lost its voice and color.

In the whole world, only the person who was looking at him from afar was left.

The man looked over, with a seemingly dull but somewhat worried look in his eyes.

——Seeing that he almost ran away on the spot.

"Can't you go?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to have come to his senses suddenly, looked away in embarrassment, and looked down at me: "Well, Odasaku should be working now, let's go find him after he finishes."

I looked over there, and there were several people in black suits like him next to Oda Sakunosuke, and they were all following a middle-aged man in a gray suit with platinum accessories.

"..." You can't be a bodyguard, right?

Then don't we really have to wait until the banquet is over! ?

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"Let's find a place to rest first."

I was taken aback, and when I looked up, I saw him put on a smiling face again, "Aren't your feet hurting?"

"You can see it." I followed him to the rest area with some embarrassment, watching him pour himself a glass of wine, swirling the crystal liquid in the goblet absently.

I sighed inwardly.Presumably Dazai couldn't wait to get to know Oda Saku, but the other party found a job as soon as he put it in, isn't this efficiency too high?

Thinking of the current detective agency that is struggling to develop, even the salary is still unknown, everyone has not resigned, it is really relying on love to generate electricity!

Most of the invited people have their own circles. For me, who didn’t want to get involved, the two hours, which were quite difficult, were a good opportunity for them to take the opportunity to strengthen and expand their social circle.

But there are also people like us who don't want to participate in those social interactions——

The child in the small blue suit followed two high school girls to the rest area. He seemed to see me inadvertently, and suddenly ran over energetically: "Sister Aoki! You're here too!"

I know two of the three people, namely Mao Lilan and Edogawa Conan, whom I met at the Mori Detective Agency in the morning.

When I saw them, I reflexively remembered that I had encountered three cases before, and I encountered three cases in three days, and they all happened to meet with them, which really impressed me.

I subconsciously glanced in the direction they came from, and sure enough, Kogoro Mori was talking to the police next to the exhibition hall.

After the three came over, Mao Lilan also said hello: "Meet you again, Miss Aoki. This is my friend, Suzuki Sonoko."

I stood up and nodded, "Hello."

Suzuki Sonoko also replied "Hello", and then tugged Mao Lilan beside him, "Do you know each other?"

"Well, she's a client of my father's."

"Eh? Commission?" Suzuki Sonoko seemed a little excited for some reason, "What kind of case is it?"

I coughed, "I'm looking for someone, and I've already found him."

Mao Lilan was a little strange, obviously there was still one person missing, but she did not refute.

I breathed a sigh of relief.I don't want to be known by Osamu Dazai, and I entrusted a Maori detective to find Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

"Did that brother come with Sister Aoki?"

I followed Conan's gaze to see Osamu Dazai: "Ah, yes."

Hearing his words, Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Ah, hello, little detective."

Edogawa Conan got goosebumps all over his body when he saw him. He forced a smile and pretended to be cute: "Hello big brother! Why do you call me that big brother?"

Ever since he met Sakunosuke Oda, Osamu Dazai has been a little out of state, his unpretentious eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless, making anyone who sees his eyes feel cold.

Moreover, they had never met before, and his "little detective" inevitably made him wonder if the other party knew his true identity.

This is too dangerous. One more person who knows his true identity means more danger of exposing him to the Black Organization.The most frightening thing was that he didn't know if this person belonged to that organization.If so, he could hardly imagine the consequences.

Osamu Dazai looked at him quietly, saw Edogawa Conan who was still laughing forcefully covered in cold sweat, and finally chuckled lightly and said, "I guessed it."

Suzuki Sonoko asked me in a low voice, "Who is this?"

She noticed this handsome guy as soon as she came over, but she just didn't find a suitable opportunity to strike up a conversation.

In a world where the writers themselves exist, I feel a little uncomfortable to say their names, but I still try my best to maintain a calm expression and say: "Osamu Dazai, he is my senior in the detective agency."

This name was a name that appeared in middle school textbooks, and the three people present immediately thought of the great writer.

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "What a nice name. It has the same name as that great writer. Mr. Dazai's parents must like that writer very much, right?"

Edogawa Conan thought of more.Ayatsuji Xingren, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and Dazai Osamu are really looking more and more like some kind of organization with the author's name as the code name!

Osamu Dazai was noncommittal: "Maybe."

I silently looked at Osamu Dazai.Ah, that's right, it's been three days since he's been here. With his ability, he should have discovered that there is a writer with the same name in this world. After all, this is Osamu Dazai.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was not interested in talking, Sonoko Suzuki took Mori Ran and sat down next to me, curiously asking me about the detective agency.

The time passed bit by bit in the chat, I was busy here perfecting the script and various settings, and exchanged contact information and social accounts with them by the way, when Osamu Dazai suddenly said: "It's almost time gone."

The word time is probably really a point of Suzuki Sonoko. When she heard it, she immediately glanced at her watch, and then pulled me and Mao Lilan excitedly: "Come on! Master Kidd is coming!"

I had an intuition that what Osamu Dazai said should not be about Kaitou Kidd, but Suzuki Sonoko quickly brought him to the booth.

Probably intending to watch the Phantom Thief show up close.

Although I don't chase stars, I have seen the state of those star-chasing girls in school before, and Suzuki Sonoko is not that different from them now.

Can phantom thieves be idols now?

My mind was full of confusion, but after bringing in Nakahara Chuya, I felt a little bit more understandable.

Mafia and Phantom Thief, it seems that they are not good people just by profession, but Chuya is handsome!Handsome and cute, pure and desirable!Although he smokes, drinks and drives without a license, he still helps the old woman cross the road!There is also a saying that he is an enthusiastic citizen of Yokohama!

Maybe Kaitou Kidd is also handsome, and this kind of character design can attract little girls.

I don't understand gems, so naturally I just look at them beautifully.Suddenly, the lights in the banquet hall went out, and the whole hall was plunged into darkness.

Probably everyone knew that the Kaitou Kidd would come tonight, and the people around him didn't feel panicked except for their noisy voices.

At this moment, a red light flashed past my eyes, and then the glass of the window shattered suddenly, causing the people around to scream.

The lights in the banquet hall were turned on at once, and Kidd, a phantom thief in white, was standing by the wide open window, holding a gemstone in his fingertips, and the cloak behind his back fluttered flamboyantly in the bitter wind outside the window.

"Thank you for coming here tonight, gem, I will take it away!" He said as he fell out of the window, "Also, please pay attention to the police officers, someone here seems to be targeted by a sniper oh."

Officer Nakamori, who was deliberately waiting in the lobby, was stunned. The Kaiju Kidd by the window had completely fallen out of the window, and the hang glider behind him unfolded with a bang, and flew him out.

I looked away from the window, and landed on the man in the gray suit who was half lying in Oda Sakunosuke's arms a few steps away.The man grabbed Oda Sakunosuke's skirt in shock, the fabric was crumpled by him, and he was still shaking.

Looking at that posture, I probably guessed what was going on.It is estimated that when the sniper shot, Oda Sakunosuke gave him a hand, so that he survived, right?

As expected of a former gold medal killer, even without supernatural powers, he can still avoid sniper bullets.

When the police came to check the situation, I couldn't help but look back at the seat where I sat before, and Osamu Dazai was no longer there.I searched around a few more times, and finally saw Osamu Dazai trying to get out of the crowd.

It's strange, why don't you come to see Odasaku at this time?Do you trust him that much?He can't even use supernatural powers now.

"By the way, where is Conan?" Mao Lilan asked suddenly.

I helped to find it, but I didn't see where the child went.

Really, people are so small and still running around, haven't you seen such a dangerous thing happening here?I really didn't realize that this is still a bear boy!

Edogawa Conan certainly didn't run around. He also saw the red laser that the sniper used to aim at before, and quickly left the restaurant to a nearby residential building according to the direction of the light.

But when he rushed to the door of the apartment locked by him, he found that the door was not closed, and there were even signs of being violently opened, and the sound of someone talking came from inside.

"Senior, how is it? Is there any useful information?"

"...just an ordinary black sniper."

The voices inside were a man and a woman, and the man who spoke behind said, "This person is not under our management, let's leave it to the ordinary police."

The man seemed to call the police, "Let's go too, the situation is unclear now, and it's not clear why I can't contact other people. It's not good for us to stay here."

Hearing this, Conan knew he had to find a place to hide.Although the people inside sounded like people from the red side, he still planned to avoid them just in case.

Conan glanced at the stairs, planning to run up to hide at the corner of the stairs, avoiding them with his blind spot.But as soon as he moved his feet, the footsteps inside suddenly accelerated, followed by a vigilant question: "Who!?"

Conan suddenly quickened his pace, but the sound of the safety catch of the gun was already heard behind him.

"Stop! If you don't stop, I'll shoot!"

"Tsujimura, the other party may be just an ordinary person." The man who followed the blue-haired woman stopped him.

Conan, who was still running, thought quickly. The opponent didn't seem to want to hurt him, but he had a gun on his body, and it was either red or black.

"Little friend, you'd better stop." The man behind said, "Otherwise we won't be as merciful as we are now."

Conan gritted his teeth, and was about to eject the inflatable football in his belt to throw them away, but the woman who was chasing him suddenly rolled over on the spot, pressing him to the ground.

The man came out from behind her and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I'm sorry to restrain you in this way, but we must confirm that you are not a child disguised by a superhuman."

His hand was on the belt that Conan hadn't had time to use just now.