That jailer engages in purchasing agent

This person... Nakajima Atsushi's eyelids twitched wildly, how dark is this person's heart, don't say such gloomy words with such a cheerful and rippling face!

"Tai, Zai!" Kunikida Dupo was not deaf, he heard it, and walked over step by step, as if gravity was added, every step was extra heavy.

Blessed with angry footsteps, he naturally sank.

Osamu Dazai's upper body, which was originally lying loosely on his stomach, straightened up suddenly, and waved his hands in front of him with a playful smile: "Oh, Kunikida-kun, don't be so magical, anger is bad for your health, without a good body, how can you finish your work?" What about the work on the notes?"

"Dazai!"

"Uh, Dun-jun, help!"

Atsushi Nakajima backed away silently.

"what--"

The frenzy began.

Kitahara Mizuno sat on Nakajima Atsushi's chair, finished taking photos of the wanted criminals, read the information, looked up and saw Dazai Osamu lying on the table in a miserable state after being repaired, he stretched out his hand: "Have you finished writing the letter?"

He wants to go out now, to see if he can catch a wanted criminal while collecting information on the incident.

But speaking of information...

Kitahara Mizuno glanced at the members of the detective agency. If you want to talk about the cause and effect of the incident, these people should know the most. There must be some confidential parts in it. How can I get it?

"You're distracted." Osamu Dazai raised his head at some point and was looking at him.

"Ah, sorry, I'm a little hungry, thinking about what to eat later." Kitahara Mizuno lied naturally, controlling his eyes not to turn to the left.

Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes dimmed for a moment: "Really?"

Kitahara Mizuno's heart skipped a beat.

However, Osamu Dazai quickly turned into a carefree and undisciplined look, and said listlessly: "I'm also very hungry, Dun-kun, what will I eat later?"

"Later?" Nakajima Atsushi began to think seriously.

Kitahara Mizuno calmed down his heart that had just been frightened. This person, with that look just now, seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

Very dangerous.

Atsushi Nakajima: "There is a new lunch sandwich downstairs, Mr. Dazai, how about we have that for lunch?"

"Sandwich," Dazai Osamu said quietly, "Speaking of which, I haven't eaten crab for a long time, I really miss it, crabs accompany wine, and a cephalosporin..."

Atsushi Nakajima's eyelids twitched: "...Mr. Dazai, I can't buy crabs with my current wallet. If you don't want us to drink Mistral this week, and please don't take cephalosporins while drinking, it will hurt you." dead."

Kitahara Mizuno replied with Dazai Osamu's faint tone: "Those who commit suicide will go to hell."

"Go to hell?" Osamu Dazai seemed to have heard some funny joke, "Even if I die naturally, I will go to hell."

At the back, the originally playful and brisk tone suddenly became low, as if it was spit out after lingering on the tip of the tongue for a while, gentle and low, and also creepy.

"Don't worry, Hell recently launched a new policy," Kitahara Mizuno seemed to be joking with Dazai Osamu, "For those who are capable, work will be replaced by punishment."

So Oda Sakunosuke was originally punished, and went to the Records Division to plead guilty.

While he's a nice guy and gentle himself, rules are rules.

But it still depends on the person. If there is no reason, if you do bad things to satisfy your own selfish desires, and the crime is extremely sinful, then you must be thrown to the punishment.

Ranpo Edogawa, who had just come out of the consultation room, felt that his worldview had been impacted again, and lay down on the ground listlessly. Sometimes it is not good to be able to see through many things in a flash.

"Mr. Ranpo?!"

Kitahara Mizuno looked thoughtfully at Edogawa Ranpo, the person's gaze was too prying.

"Um, Mr. Dazai, I'd better order the crab takeaway, don't talk about those weird topics." Atsushi Nakajima whispered.

"Eh? Then we'll be drinking Mistral for the next week," Osamu Dazai patted Atsushi Nakajima's head, "It's better to eat the sandwich downstairs at noon."

This person is really contradictory. Even the demon fox can hardly see through him in a short time. His unpredictable soul has a dark and bloody taste, but it also has a gentle side.

However, his soul exudes an air of loneliness and gloom, which is not wrong. It is obviously the best stage of life, but it is lifeless.

Oda Sakunosuke's friend is really strange, but it must taste good.

In a society ruled by law, you can't swallow it, you can't swallow it, Kitahara Mizuno hypnotized himself, thinking about the mace of Lord Ghost Lamp.

"Here, I've finished writing the letter, please deliver it to my friend, Mr. Courier." Osamu Dazai said cheerfully.

Kitahara Mizuno took the letter: "It's not Mr. Courier, it's Kitahara Mizuno."

Kitahara Mizuno just had an idea to tentatively ask the members about the incident, but now he has given up. Osamu Dazai is too dangerous. If there is really something secret about that incident, with this person around, he will definitely have to to the information.

"Then, I'll take my leave first." Kitahara Mizuno put away the letter, turned and walked towards the door.

"Please go slowly." Kunikida Doppo said.

"Then we'll go down together too." Dazai Osamu grabbed Nakajima Atsushi's hand and followed down, passing in front of Kunikida Doppo, who was grabbed by the collar by Kunikida Doppo.

Dazai rolled his eyes.

"It's only 10:30, just now you promised to work hard, signed it!" Kunikida Doppo took out the piece of paper just now, with Dazai Osamu's signature on it, "Go back to work hard for me, and write down yesterday's work report .”

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, "Actually, Kunikida-kun, I just wanted to follow that person, he looks very suspicious..."

"Your behavior is even more suspicious." Kunikida Doppo swears with his years of experience, just now Osamu Dazai definitely just wanted to go down and eat a sandwich.

Kitahara Mizuno left the Armed Detective Agency and went to the coffee shop on the first floor to order another cup of coffee. He was about to starve to death. The desire to swallow the delicious soul made him very hungry, but the big meal can only be watched and cannot be moved. Very serious.

"Boss, have another sandwich."

It's noon too, let's have lunch before going to investigate.

After lunch, Kitahara Mizuno went to the commercial street where he came before, found a comfortable drink shop to enter, ordered a drink casually, sat down in the shop, and fell asleep on his stomach for a while.

"This guest? A guest?"

The worried female voice woke up Mizuno Kitahara, Mizuno Kitahara got up from the table, rubbed his eyes: "Huh?"

"Are you okay?" The clerk asked worriedly, "I see that you have been lying on the table, is there something wrong with your body?"

Kitahara Mizuno looked around: "It's okay, I'm just too tired, disturbing your business?"

There are quite a few empty tables around.

"How come, there is no such thing." The clerk hurriedly said.

Kitahara Mizuno smiled, showing pointed canine teeth, and his handsome and lovely face made the clerk blush.

"Can I ask you something?"

The clerk was puzzled: "Yes."