I, Zhongli, wander the world

Of course, the campus festival in Yokohama is not a recent decision.

After experiencing post-war chaos, mafia rampage, demon riots and a series of messy things, this troubled city finally ushered in a predictable and long-term peace period.By this time, some things that were not considered or deferred before are also gradually brought into the discussion.

For example, how to coexist peacefully with the world in Yokohama, where the port mafia dominates.

For example, how to give full play to the advantages of Yokohama, a port city, to drive the city's GDP.

Yokohama is undoubtedly a beautiful and well-connected city.If it wasn't for the fact that the war had brought too much chaos to her, and the special geographical location had continued this chaos for a long time, she should have been a bustling city of commerce and trade, rather than the violence-filled state of being left unused today.

The high-level management of Yokohama has introduced a number of policies during this period to encourage the establishment of various projects and celebrations, hoping to mobilize the enthusiasm of the citizens, and also hope to use this opportunity to cleanse Yokohama in the eyes of outsiders. Hook image.

At first, only sporadic businesses or institutions responded, but after realizing the feasibility of this attempt, more and more people or organizations began to participate, and Yokohama, which was stagnant, finally began to revitalize bit by bit.

The campus festival of Yokohama University was held against this background.

"Hey—the camouflage of these military police is too unprofessional, right? I can spot several of them at a glance." Edogawa Ranpo put his hand on the brow bone like a pergola, and said in a drawn out voice.

Ayatsuji Xingren played with his brass tobacco rod, and said without raising his head: "After all, they did their best with their three-legged cat skills. Forgive them for now."

It is necessary to ensure the smooth progress of the campus festival, but also not to make the citizens feel uneasy because of too many military police with live ammunition. The final result is just such nondescript.

The two detectives didn't think about whether this situation was because their observations were too sharp, and the plainclothes military police who were closest to them raised their heads and glared at the two with some annoyance.

Yosano Akiko changed the subject empathetically: "Speaking of which, what about Dazai? I haven't seen him often since he joined the hounds. Didn't we agree to come to Chuya's campus festival together this time?"

Hounds belong to the system, and it is not an unspeakable job.When I first heard that Osamu Dazai was successfully appointed as a Hound, the detective agency and others who had met Fukuchi Sakurachi once or twice with the president had congratulated him sincerely.

The only regret is that Osamu Dazai, who had been missing frequently, became even more oblivious after joining the hounds. With less gatherings and more separation, he and Akiko Yosano naturally missed this young man with a high EQ.

"Zhi talked to me this morning and said that he has a temporary mission, and he will come with his colleagues later." Zhong Li looked at the brochure in his hand and said, "Maybe you can hang out on your own, and wait until Zhi arrives." .”

"Mr. Zhongli made a mistake, it wasn't 'you', it was 'us'." Edogawa Ranbu corrected with a smile, turned his head and said, "Let's go!"

Then, within a quarter of an hour, several people completely dispersed in the turbulent flow of people.

Fortunately, Zhong Li quickly caught Edogawa Ranpo who was almost lost.

"There are a lot of people." Edogawa Ranpo held a box of takoyaki with double sauce in his left hand, and gnawed a chocolate banana sprinkled with icing sugar in his right hand, and said vaguely: "And - even a lot of expectations Everyone else is coming."

"After all, it is a ceremony supported by the policy. It is normal for people to come here to participate." Zhongli said calmly.

The campus festival held in compliance with the policy is not only guarded by the military and police, but many businesses that have seen business opportunities have also sent people to set up temporary vendors, making the campus festival, which was originally an internal campus event, faintly look like a large-scale celebration.It is only normal that more people come to participate.

However, Edogawa Ranbu obviously didn't mean that. The detective looked back at his husband, and then seemed to understand something. He ate the banana in his hand, patted his chest with his free hands and assured him: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhongli .I am the number one detective in the world now, and I will definitely protect your festival trip!"

Won a worldwide detective competition, isn't he the number one detective in the world?

Zhong Li looked at Edogawa Ranpo, who was already an adult but still obsessed with the title of famous detective, and said with a bit of a smile: "Then I will first thank Ranpo for his efforts."

While talking, the two had already walked to a booth.

The signboards with hand-made traces are obviously made by students, but the queue in front of the booth is much larger than that of the businesses next to it. If you look carefully, you can find that most of the queues in this queue are students from our school , and the male to female ratio is exceptionally balanced.

Zhong Li led Edogawa Luanbu directly to the front of the booth.

A little girl with blond hair was holding the table of the stall, watching the chef make the dishes helplessly.

"Grilled tiger fish, Central Plains offal, Mora meat, crystal shrimp..." The little girl ordered the menu and compared them one by one, and finally pulled the clothes of the adults around her and said loudly: "Rin Taro! I want to eat all of these!"

The adult next to him looked embarrassed, "Wait, little Alice, if you eat all of these, the little skirt in the closet will not be able to wear it!"

At first it sounded like he was tactfully concerned about his little girl's health, if it wasn't for what he said immediately: "However, if little Alice can change into that new dress when she goes back, no matter what she wants to eat, I will I can satisfy you~"

When he said this sentence, which was like a declaration of crime, a few pink flowers even floated next to the middle-aged decadent doctor.

The people in the back row looked speechless, as if they were already considering whether to call the police.

The chef in charge of the spoon looked helplessly at this perverted person in front of other people's stalls without authorization, "Mr. Mori, if possible, please hurry up and decide what to order?"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Chuya-kun, then please follow Little Alice's order." The decadent doctor Mori Ogai coughed twice as if to cover up, and said with a smile.

As long as someone pays, Zhongyuan Zhong also has no opinion on how much this humanoid supernatural body he once called "sister" eats. He promised to prepare food, but saw two familiar people in the next second. The figure is coming here.

"Sir, Luanbu! You are here!" Zhong Yuanzhong also greeted happily.

Edogawa Ranpo first jumped and ran to the front of the booth, "Not bad, Mr. Orange, it seems that you have learned a lot from Mr. Zhongli."

The dishes used as samples on the table are beautiful in color and fragrant. Although I don’t know how it tastes, it looks like a lot of work has been done at first glance. No wonder there are so many people in front of the booth.

"Zhongye's learning attitude has always been good, so it's not surprising to have such achievements." Zhong Li, who also came over, said so.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also praised to the point of embarrassment: "...Mr. is still a good teacher. My kung fu is far behind him."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, and was about to hide his embarrassment by preparing dishes.

Two voices that he also hated sounded almost at the same time.

"Oh, Zhongye-kun actually has such a shy voice? It's rare."

"Chuya! Here's the maid cafe we ​​promised!"

After saying these two sentences, the two people were also taken aback at the same time, and then looked at each other and laughed.

Nakahara Chu was also affected by the "tacit understanding" of these two people, and the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up, "Caiju Tiaoye, why are you here too! And Osamu Dazai, who told you about the maid cafe! I never said that Do you want to do this kind of project!"

These two people who can easily make him angry have not appeared in front of his eyes for a long, long time, especially Tiaoye Caiju, the last time I met was not long before the Longtou war, and it was only a quick meeting on the way to the mission, and soon disappeared. Got the audio.

Unexpectedly, the irritating level of getting together is still so beyond the standard.

Tiaoye Caiju took the lead and said: "After all, I am shopping with my current boss, so it's not easy to go too far."

As he said that, he still did not forget to say hello to Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli, long time no see."

Zhongli, who had automatically merged with Mori Ogai into the melon-eating banquet, calmly greeted Jono Caiju, and then asked Mori Ogai next to him: "When did Mr. Jono join the port mafia?"

"During the Dragon Head War, a curse spirit was born near their organization, and Mr. Rimbaud happened to pass by at that time." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

The situation of the Dragon Head War is clear to everyone present. Mori Ogai doesn't even need to explain too much. It is obvious that the curse spirit was wiped out by Rimbaud passing by after destroying the hapless organization, leaving him homeless. The returnable Tiao Ye Caiju was picked up and brought back to Hong Kong and Hei.

Osamu Dazai hypocritically took a step behind the colleague next to him, looked at Zhongli over there with aggrieved eyes and said, "Mr. Zhongli, Zhong does not recognize his promise at that time."

"Based on universal rationality, Zhi first induced Zhongye to make the promise at that time, and Zhongye had no subjective willingness to agree to the contract, so he couldn't do it accurately." Zhongli said objectively.

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue, and was about to change the subject.

Suehiro Tiechang, who was obediently blocking him in front of him, suddenly said: "Mr. Dazai, judging from the current situation, the target of that 'wow pity' is not Chuya-kun, but you."

There was a sudden silence at the scene.

Tiaoye Caiju let out a "poof" laugh.

Nakahara Chuya slammed the spatula angrily, "Osamu Dazai! What nonsense are you talking about!!"

Can't be good!The relationship between him and this bad friend can't get better!

Osamu Dazai didn't expect Suehiro Tiechang to say such a sentence suddenly, grabbing the back of the man's neck and shaking: "Mr. It’s a small gift for Mr. Zhongli and I don’t know how to give it away!”

Tiaoye Caiju laughed even louder.

Nakahara Chuya stepped out directly from behind the counter, and said blankly: "Duel, Dazai, I have tolerated you for a long time."

"Hey, don't fight casually, you don't want to see this campus festival destroyed." Edogawa Ranpo, who had been eating melons for a long time, finally stood up and said while eating the leftover takoyaki, "Orange Jun, you still have competing projects here, why don't you just use that one?"

He was referring to the stamp collection activity sponsored by the student union. After successfully participating in the project at a designated booth where stamps can be collected, one can get a stamp, and a mysterious gift will be presented after collecting all the stamps.

"It's really a good suggestion." Nakahara Chuya grinned and turned his neck left and right twice, his cervical spine made a slight clicking sound following his movements, "Let's use this to decide the winner, Dazai."

"Oh, I'm so scared—Chuya thinks I'll say that?" Dazai Osamu, who is now in trouble, is extremely arrogant, "Come on Chuya, it's time for a showdown! With the witness of Mr. Zhongli Down!"

The two of them pushed and shoved away, and by the way, Sue Hiroshi Tiechang, who was out of state, and Tiaoye Caiju, who just wanted to watch the show, were brought along.

Zhongli turned his head to look at the other members of the club at the booth who were scrambling to pick up the work of the chef who suddenly disappeared, and then looked at Mori Ogai behind him who was eating melons.

"After Alice's food is ready, how about Mr. Sen and I find a chess club to talk about a game?"

Mori Ogai showed an awkward yet polite smile: "...Could it be chess?"