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

A carefully selected gift is indeed more touching than a black card.

So, even though there was a risk of being discovered by Brother Ranbu, I finally accepted this gift.

Before leaving, Mr. Mori asked me: "Little Jasmine, are you interested in going to the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Conjuration? I can contact you to take you in."

He looked into my eyes and said seriously: "Tokyo will be much safer than Yokohama."

I shook my head, although going to Tokyo to study magic and magic might better display my ability, but I don't want to leave Yokohama.

"Okay then, everything is up to you." Mr. Sen sighed softly, took Alice's hand and left the coffee shop.

Holding the Cassiopeia decryption box in my hand, I waved to Alice who kept turning her head.

It's true that I like Alice very much, but I may never meet her again in the future.

Even if I didn't say it explicitly, I believe that Mr. Sen and I have a tacit understanding on this.

Unless, I really leave the detective agency and join the port mafia, we won't meet again, and we won't have afternoon tea together.

Although I am still a little bit reluctant, it is actually in line with my optimal solution not to continue to contact Mr. Sen.

I don't know when, everyone in the detective agency has risen to a very high position in my optimal solution judgment.

Even Mr. Mori is inferior to my adoptive father and elder brother in my heart.

Except... Atsushi Nakajima!

I looked at this little tiger who just came downstairs in disgust.

Why did he appear here at this time, did he see it again.

Is the best solution now to kill the tiger and put the blame on Mr. Sen?

In this case, the cooperation between the two organizations will collapse immediately. After all, Atsushi Nakajima is now a full-time employee of the detective agency...

Probably because he saw the murderous look in my eyes, Atsushi Nakajima blew up.

He turned into a half-human half-tiger look, and looked at me pitifully, stood up straight and bowed at ninety degrees: "Miss Fuzawa, I really didn't mean it that time before."

The way he looks now is so different from the cruelty when he broke my ribs that day, I was amused.

Of course I know he didn't mean it, he's also a victim, just controlled by Q.

Since he didn't see Mr. Mori leaving, I eased my expression and restrained my killing intent: "For the sake of everyone being a victim, let's forget about that incident."

Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief, and walked past me with his body almost sideways.

After leaving me a few steps away, he flew out of my sight.

Am I so scary?

I took out the mirror suspiciously, and took a look at it. The silver hair and red eyes were a little fierce, and it was indeed a bit scary...

It wasn't just me thinking this way, the waitress at the Vortex Cafe also came to my side and said, "It's really rare to see Jasmine being so fierce to others."

This waitress lady has worked in the Vortex Café for many years, and I and everyone in the detective agency are already familiar and good friends.

So, I'm not angry when she said that, I just closed the mirror and put it back in the handbag, looking at her helplessly.

Instead, she smiled at me, lowered her voice a bit and asked, "Could it be that Jasmine likes Dunjun?"

"Speaking of which, Dun Jun is about the same age as you, so it's really suitable."

"Where does it fit..." I couldn't help protesting.

The waitress restrained her smile and looked into my eyes and asked, "If you don't like Dunjun, do you like that uncle?"

"Molly, are you dating that gentleman?"

I knew she would misunderstand, when she brought drinks before, she looked at us in the wrong way...

Keeping smiling, I explained, "I'm more familiar with his daughter."

"But every time I see him, Jasmine always dresses up nicely and puts on special make-up. Today, she even accepted a gift from him."

I quickly clarified: "That's because I just saved him...his daughter, and he expressed his gratitude to me."

"If there is something, why would you ask him downstairs in the detective agency?"

"But it's too exaggerated to send a black card directly."

"Maybe the life of the rich is really unpretentious and boring?"

"And I have already returned the black card to him." I took out the newly received puzzle box and gestured to the waitress, "This is a new gift from him."

Looking at the box in my hand, the waitress's pupils dilated obviously, and she said in disbelief, "This is the Cassiopeia decryption box?"

I couldn't keep my forced smile, and asked awkwardly, "Do you know this?"

Hearing what I said, the waitress took a breath of air: "This is a very precious and legendary antiquity. I saw it on the news a few days ago. It was reported that it was photographed by an unknown buyer. Thinking of seeing the real thing today.”

Now that I have accepted that the stars on it are diamonds, and that the wood is fine ebony, I am not particularly surprised to be told that this box is a legendary antiquity.

It's just that it can't be cracked by brute force.

Seeing that I was at a loss, the waitress said, "The solution to this is very simple, just..."

I made a silent gesture and said with a smile: "It's not fun to tell the solution, just let me study it myself."

I grabbed her shoulders and said coquettishly, "Sister, keep it a secret for me."

The waitress shook her head and said nothing: "You."

She reached out her hand helplessly and nodded my head, agreeing.

Now that I know how precious this thing is, I will not even ask Brother Luanbu. After searching a lot of constellation knowledge on the Internet, I suddenly had some inspiration.

Does the white diamond opposite to Cassiopeia also represent a star?

It is the brightest North Star in the sky in the constellation Ursa Minor.

Relying on the guidance of the stars, I adjusted the direction of the box and opened it smoothly.

It's amazing, there is probably a compass in the box as a key, and only at the correct angle can the organ be opened by eating through the earth.

But what attracts me more now than the mechanism is what's inside the box.

A huge pigeon's blood ruby ​​pendant was just placed in the box.

Mr. Mori is really generous, I sighed lightly.

Pressed under the ruby ​​pendant is a photo, which is a portrait.

In the painting, the little girl with silver hair and silver eyes is wearing a foreign dress, with a pigeon blood red gemstone shining on her chest.

This is a picture of me ten years ago, and the gem is now shining brightly on my desk.

In addition to these, there is an address written on the back of the photo, which is the branch of the Bank of Tokyo in Yokohama.

I took out the cushion that was padded in the box, and sure enough there was this key inside.

"Mr. Sen really gave me a big problem, and he has already agreed not to meet."

Complaining about the unscrupulous old fox, I pretended not to see these gem pendants on their necks.

Although it is just a small photo, I can feel the painter's heart from the painting.

After hesitating for a while, I decided to go to the bank to take out the oil painting if I had the chance.

After rolling around on the bed a few more times, I still posted the photo on the line to thank Alice.

The little girl also responded to me lively.

Just when I thought it was a happy ending, just two days later, I received a surprise in the mailbox at the entrance of Fuze House.

On the night of the full moon, when the moon and the stars meet, I will come down from the moon and get the memory stone-this is actually a letter of warning from Kaitou Kidd.