The power name is too shameful, I can't say it

The big incident of the falling of the white whale was successfully solved, and the city returned to tranquility.

Celebrations started in the detective agency, and after listening to my father's praise to Brother Ranbu, I walked to the corner from the crowd and secretly sent a message to that person.

【Mr. Sen, your black card was dropped in a coffee shop, can I mail it directly to the headquarters of the port mafia? 】

Originally, I thought about doing some tasks for Mr. Mori, but now seeing everyone celebrating, I suddenly felt that I shouldn't do it.

Although this is not the optimal solution, I want to maintain the current atmosphere of the detective agency.

Considering the attitude of everyone in the detective agency towards Mr. Mori and the possibility of my identity being exposed, I should not continue to contact Mr. Mori in private.

If I continue to do this, I will not only put myself in danger, but may even implicate everyone.

It is more likely that after the identity was exposed, it caused a big blow to the father and Brother Ranbu.

It seemed that he could see something from my message, but Mr. Sen didn't reply, but made a phone call.

The buzzing vibration of the mobile phone, which was set to silent, did not affect the joyful atmosphere in the detective agency at all, but made me feel anxious.

After hanging up, I called again. After hesitating for a long time, I finally answered the call.

"Little Jasmine, what's the matter with you." Mr. Sen on the other end of the phone seemed to have drunk some wine, and his voice was a little drunk: "Whether I dropped that black card in the store, you should know very well. "

Although I couldn't see me from the other side, I still frowned, lowered my voice and said, "Mr. Mori, I will be very distressed if you say that."

There was some grievance in Mr. Sen's words: "I don't mean anything else, this is just the reward for Little Jasmine helping me remove the curse."

At this moment, this unlimited black card is hidden in the phone case. I stared at the phone and sighed: "My fee is not that expensive. If Mr. Sen doesn't want to take it back, then I will destroy it directly."

"Then just return it to me when we meet next time." Mr. Sen smiled softly, and rejected my destroyed words: "Be good, don't cause trouble for the bank staff."

"But I'm going to resume classes soon, so I may not have time to meet with you." I sincerely suggested, "It's better to let me mail it to you directly, or you can send a subordinate to the coffee shop to pick it up."

Mr. Sen was silent for a while and asked: "What disrespectful thing did I do to make Little Jasmine feel unhappy?"

"No..." You're not wrong, it's actually me: "I just want to avoid some trouble."

"Let's meet again, do you have time tomorrow during the day, I'll wait for you at the Vortex Cafe."

Mr. Sen rejected me, he changed the topic and continued: "I have some information about curses here, I can give it to you when we meet."

What I wanted to say stopped on my lips. I haven't even seen the information about the curse in the detective agency.

I get goosebumps just thinking about something so horrible that it makes me sick.

As if he knew what I was thinking, Mr. Sen continued: "This thing is highly classified. If Little Jasmine can't come to the port mafia, I can only deliver it myself."

"Seeing curses will make little Jasmine feel troubled. Believe me, there are actually many things, not only on me—there will be more in school."

I began to hesitate whether I should meet him, but before I could answer, Mr. Sen's phone was snatched, and Alice's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jasmine sauce, after I got back, I missed you again. "

"Tomorrow, I will make a delicious cake too. I want strawberry flavor."

Sure enough, it is not so easy to get rid of the old fox after being contaminated.

Whether it's the aggressive Mr. Mori or the soft-hearted Alice, it's a headache.

Mr. Sen didn't give me the right to refuse. I was really curious about the information, so I hesitated and agreed: "No problem, I will make a strawberry-flavored dessert afternoon tea tomorrow."

So on the second day, in the shock of Teacher Yuzi, I made eight strawberry desserts in one go.

Of course, I didn't send the ones I threw myself into the trap upstairs to share, but put the extra ones in the window for sale.

By the afternoon, I had an appointment with someone.

I sat in the innermost seat of the Vortex Cafe with Mr. Mori and Alice.

The waitress who brought up the snacks and drinks looked at us very strangely, which made my scalp tingle and regret making an appointment here for convenience.

Mr. Mori didn't seem to notice it, he just took the black card I handed over, and he handed me a bag.

I opened it and glanced at a simple and elegant wooden box besides the file bag.

Relying on the scanning function of the system, which can be displayed on the screen afterwards, I read the document at a glance.

There is some information related to the magic world in the document. Unlike supernatural beings, this kind of power can be said to be inherited in an orderly manner, and professional schools seem to be very troublesome at first glance.

After reading it, my eyes fell on another wooden box, and I held the box in my hand curiously.

The box is studded with six shiny white diamonds, five of which form a letter w, and one in the other corner of the box.

It was probably trained before I was ten years old. Although I haven't touched gemstones since I was picked up by Brother Ranbu, the moment I got the box, I was sure that it was a real diamond.

I touched the W-shaped white diamonds with my fingers, and I felt that they were shining towards the stars in the sky, so I asked Mr. Sen: "This is Cassiopeia... still believe in this in the magic world?"

Mr. Sen was immediately amused by my words, he shook his head and said, "No, this is a thank you gift."

The port mafia has a great reputation in Yokohama. In addition to violent organizations, they also control a large part of Yokohama's import and export trade.

Mr. Mori is really rich as the head of the port mafia, and this is my thank you gift for rejecting the black card, regardless of what is in it.

Just by looking at the box, one can tell that this gift will never be taken lightly.

Of course it's not just a wooden box, I can be sure that there is something in the box by the feel of it.

I wanted to open it, but after a while, I couldn't find the mechanism to open it.

Mr. Sen looked at me with a smile and explained: "This is the mechanism box of Cassiopeia, and the lock on it can only be opened by unlocking the mechanism. My present is inside, and Little Jasmine has to work hard to open it."

Well, without destroying the box, you can't find the mechanism. The box can only be opened with a small gap, and you can't see what's inside.

Seeing me looking at him, Mr. Mori added: "Anyway, it's definitely not a bomb, and there won't be a situation where a small one can send the entire armed detective agency to the sky."

I knew he was joking. As Mr. Mori, he really wanted to send bombs to the Armed Detective Agency, and he would have done it long ago, and he didn't need to go through me.

It's just that this joke is not funny, I rolled my eyes in shame: "This is too expensive, I can't accept it."

"But this is the reward for helping me solve my troubles last time. Since you don't want to receive a black card, this is okay."

Mr. Sen looked at me with a smile, with some distress: "Does Little Jasmine insist on rejecting my kindness?"

"Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi and I are old friends. If it weren't for a little disagreement back then, you should call me Uncle Mori now."

"Now that the Port Mafia has cooperated with the Armed Detective Agency, you don't need to have any psychological burden at all, Jasmine."

It's strange that your ideas are compatible, but you may not know that if you don't separate, I should call you father now.

I secretly complained about Mr. Mori's words in my heart, but nodded with a reserved smile on my face, motioning him to continue.

To be honest, this kind of delicate mechanism box that requires a way to open, and there are mysterious gifts inside, really hit my girl's heart.

Although I know that Mr. Mori is throwing money at me in disguise, but this gift... I was indeed pleased by him.

As long as the old fox thinks about it, he really knows how to please me.

I don't know why, but everyone likes to give me gifts these two days.

In addition to this one from Mr. Mori, yesterday I also received a gift from Brother Ranpo.

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Time went back to yesterday, when I hung up Mr. Sen's phone, I realized that when I was in contact with Mr. Sen, an uninvited guest had been watching me there.

When I discovered it, the chubby raccoon simply jumped from the table in front of me to my lap, looking at me fearlessly.

Yes, I took a closer look, it was bigger than a cat, gray overall, with a circle of dark fur around the eyes, and black and white rings on the tail.

This is indeed a raccoon that only exists in the zoo!

I look at its black bean-like eyes...

It looked at me and let out a soft sound: "Yo~"

it's so cute!

I tentatively stretched out my hand to it, and the little thing also handed over its paw.

Soon, the little raccoon, who was not afraid of people at all, pounced on me and let me stroke its soft fur.

"Well, this is my... Karl..." A strange voice sounded in my ear, and I turned around to find a stranger standing beside me.

He was wearing a black coat and a tuxedo under his body, holding a book with his arms crossed, his hair was very long, and his eyes were completely covered by the hair.

The character is obviously tall but his head is lowered, with a hint of shrinking, he is completely a standard social fear otaku.

Seeing me looking at him, his voice became softer again: "Can you return Carl to us?"

In his expectation, I let go of my hand, and the raccoon in my arms ignored the owner at all, but ran away directly.

Seeing the raccoon running into the crowd celebrating at the detective agency, the man seemed to have lost his courage in the past.

I looked at him: "You are?"

"Edgar Allan Poe." He introduced himself: "I am a speculative novelist."

This mystery novelist came to Brother Luanbu to find writing materials. I smiled: "That's awesome. I'm Fuzawa Moli. Nice to meet you."

He replied: "I know...you are Mr. Ranpo's younger sister."

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that he has increased his voice on the word Luanbu, so I asked: "Are you a guest invited by Brother Luanbu to the celebration party?"

A mystery novelist and a famous detective sound like they would become good friends.

"My generation..."

Before he could answer, Edogawa Ranpo had already walked up to us.

Probably because he got his father's praise, brother Ranpo was very excited at the moment, he looked at me beaming and said: "He is a member of the group, the information you saw before is that he lost to Lord Ranpo."

"He came here today because I ordered something from him." Then he looked at Poe again, and asked bluntly, "Did you bring it?"

Combined people?

Calling a member of the enemy to the celebration banquet to deliver things is indeed something only Ranpo brother can do.

Edgar Allan Poe nodded obediently, and he took out a book with a pink cover and handed it over: "Yes, Mr. Ranpo called to ask the fairy tales written by me to be here."

"Although none of us have written fairy tales before, we still tried it. We are sure that it is not dangerous."

After Luanbu took it, he glanced at it, then passed it to me: "His abilities are quite powerful, and he can introduce readers into his own novels. Jasmine, you will like it."

I caught this girlish pink handbook with a confused face, and looked at its author: "Hey, is it for me?"

I couldn't see his eyes at all through the thick sea of ​​stay, but I felt that he seemed a little happy because of Ranpo's brother's praise.

I don't understand the tacit understanding between a genius mystery novelist and a famous detective, but I am very curious about this gift.

I smiled at Edgar Allan Poe with his head bowed: "Thank you, Mr. Poe."

Poe nodded, and Edogawa Ranpo quit and protested, "The person you should thank is a detective."

"Anyway, famous detectives can find precious things and give them to you, so Jasmine must not run away with others."

Later, he added: "Don't be fooled by simple things that can be made at will."

The above is what happened when I received another gift. Compared with Mr. Mori's Cassiopeia decryption box, I did receive a more magical gift.

At that time, I knocked Brother Ranbu on the head with my notebook in disgust and left. Now that I received Mr. Mori's gift, I couldn't help but think about what happened yesterday.

Did Edogawa Ranpo already know about my meeting with Mr. Mori, and even more, I feel a headache.