I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

Because Hojo Xingmu couldn't go out because he was on an IV drip, so he could only listen to the movement outside strangely——

First, he and Akiko Yosano yelled "Dazai", and then there was a sound of tables and chairs colliding with... the sound of a chainsaw?

Ten minutes later, Yosano Akiko walked in with disheveled hair.

Beijo Xingmu:? ? ?

Yosano Akiko took a sip from the water glass first, then ran her fingers through her hair, smiled and said, "Hojo-kun will naturally know about this kind of thing in the future."

"But…"

Hojo Xingmu wanted to say something, but the smiles of Xieye Akiko became brighter, and then he felt a chill down his back, and obediently fell silent.

[Tong, the doctor is really scary! 】Hojo Xingmu has an aggrieved face.

[System: ...Reminder, you are also a doctor. 】

【Then can I give you a needle? 】

The system code is messed up: I shouldn't have answered his words in the first place!

Although he pretended to be obedient, Hojo Xingmu's heart was getting more and more itchy - what was it that even the Space-Time Management Bureau didn't teach! ?

Doppo Kunikida couldn't say anything that Yosano Akiko couldn't say, so I had to find the right opportunity to ask Osamu Dazai.

But I thought so, but I didn't see the bandage spirit all day today. Hojo Xingmu had an intuition that it had something to do with going out with Akiko Yosano in the morning, but he didn't know the specific reason.

In the following period of time, Dazai Osamu didn't get close to Hojo Hojo much, or Kunikida Doppo and Yosano Akiko would cast death gazes every time he was about to strike up a conversation.

Half a month passed like this, and Beijo Xingmu was finally able to remove the bandages. Although there were scars on his thin white wrists, he was finally able to do slightly more difficult tasks.

It was another complicated case, and this time the mission location was in Tokyo.Probably to show sincerity, this time the client came to pick up a few people in person, which also avoided the embarrassing situation of Hojo Xingmu taking the tram.

Kunikida Doppo sat in the co-pilot and flipped through the materials of this case, while Dazai Osamu dozed off next to Hojo Hojo.

"How is Dazai-kun's injury?" As a doctor, Hojo Xingmu was still very concerned about the wound he had bandaged.

"It's fine." Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, and finally lied.

In fact, his wounds only look serious, but more of them are scratches. If he takes good care of him, he will heal soon, but he is obviously not a person who will cherish his body, and his daily fancy suicides are not at all behind. However, so there is no sign of getting better at all.

Beitiao Xingmu could tell at a glance that he was lying, but the original owner, who hadn't dealt with people much, obviously couldn't tell.

Helpless, he could only pretend not to know.But the anger came up like a small flame—no doctor likes to see someone who doesn't take his body seriously.

This is an emotion that should not appear in the mission.

Hojo Hoshimu took a deep breath, and turned his attention to the conversation between Kunikida Doppo and the client.

The nature of the case this time was still extremely bad. The victim's son who had just entered college was tortured to death, and their goal was to find the murderer.

"Isn't this the first time a case like this has happened in Tokyo?" Kunikida Doppo took out his mobile phone and looked at the recent news in Tokyo, frowning tightly.

"...Yes." The client's hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly: "I don't want to trust those useless policemen anymore! Obviously...they should have caught the murderer when the first victim appeared, so my Ah Zheng will not die either!"

"I can understand your anger, but investigating a case requires process and time, so at least you shouldn't insult any people's police officer before knowing the truth of the matter." Beitiao Xingmu held the belt of the medical box and looked at The eyes in the rearview mirror looked at the client with neither humble nor overbearing.

"What do you know...!!" The client blushed, and was about to quarrel with the young doctor when he suddenly met Kunikida Doppo's cold gaze, turned around and started the car obediently.

"So this gentleman's son is the third victim?" Osamu Dazai didn't have the slightest awareness of driving regulations. He leaned forward and looked at Kunikida Doppo's cell phone, and then concluded.

"Yes!" The client took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and then roughly described what happened with red eyes——

[One-on-one] is the code name of the murderer on the wanted warrant. As the name suggests, he is a person who likes to fight one-on-one with others to enjoy the thrill of fighting.But ordinary fighting can no longer satisfy him, and he must risk his life to satisfy his increasingly perverted heart.

So in a short period of time, he killed three young people in succession.All three victims had one thing in common: some fighting skills.

For example, the client's son, Masaaki Sakata, was the champion of the high school karate competition last year. He didn't relax after he went to college. He joined the club and practiced hard. The murderer probably saw him when he was practicing.

His body was found in the dojo of the school club the next day. With hideous scars all over his body, it could be seen that he had been subjected to inhuman abuse. No wonder the client was so angry.

Beijo Xingmu sighed deeply in his heart. As the manager of time and space, he should not pay too much attention to the time outside the main task, but once he thought that that kind of scum was still at large, he felt unbearable—not to mention, This is indeed an existential hazard to the inhabitants of the original owner of the world.

[Don't think too much, this is something that must be done when doing the main story. 】The system saw his melancholy, and it was rare to comfort him gently.

Hojo Xingmu looked as if he was not comforted at all, and after sending a serious emoji, he said, [1000 yen? 】

[The system was silent for a few seconds, and then roared angrily: ... Hehe, let's spend the rest of our lives with your money. 】

Then Hojo Xingmu received an electronic notification that 1000 yen had been credited.

Hee hee, the system really loves him~!

The distance between Yokohama and Tokyo is not too far, but the feeling of the two cities is completely different, and even the air has a subtle change - for example, Yokohama is refreshing with the salty sea water, while Tokyo is full of freshness. It is completely the wonderful taste brought by the blazing sun shining on modern buildings.

"Go and contact the local police first." This was Kunikida Doppo's first suggestion after getting out of the car.

"No!!" The client immediately retorted.

"We were not at the scene of the crime at the first time. Many evidences and clues cannot be found now. If we want to investigate the case clearly, we must provide assistance from the police." Hojo Xingmu stood far away from the client, still refuted his words.

"What!!?" The client raised his eyebrows, and his facial features crowded together in disgust: "Hey! I heard that there is a detective in the Armed Detective Agency who can spot the murderer through supernatural powers, so I invited you. As a result, you Don't you have the ability at all?"

This time, the three members of the Armed Detective Agency were collectively silent: Sorry, we are too weak.

No one can compare to Edogawa Ranpo in terms of investigating cases. Unfortunately, he went out to handle the case just the day before, and it will take half a month at the latest to arrive.

"You should have made it clear before..." Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, and explained the matter of Edogawa Ranpo with some helplessness.

"How did I know that the same detective agency would be so useless." The client's attitude was still very bad, the bloodshot eyes became more and more obvious, and he looked a little creepy.

"It's my bad luck!" The client's chest was heaving violently, and the violent mood swings required him to gasp for air to maintain the necessary oxygen: "Then I withdraw the commission now! Let's talk about it after that famous detective comes back!"

"But……"

Kunikida Doppo was rudely interrupted before he finished speaking, and the client stared fiercely and shouted: "What's wrong, you lied to me, and you don't expect me to hand over the commission fee!"

His words were getting worse and worse, even the good-tempered Kunikida Doppo became angry.

"There are too many uncertainties in half a month." The young doctor looked at him with dark peach blossom eyes without emotion: "More people may die during this period."

"What does this have to do with me! It just so happens that someone is accompanying me, Ah Zheng!!"

The young doctor glanced at Kunikida Doppo, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then you withdraw the commission. At worst, I will investigate this case later."

As Natsume Soseki's apprentice, Hojo Xingmu has never had more than medical skills.

"You, you..." The client was speechless and just stared at him fiercely.

"Emotions will affect your health. If you don't mind, would you like me to help you check your body?" Hojo Xingmu put down the medical kit he was carrying, looked at him and asked.

It's not that he's making groundless rumors, the client's mental state is obviously not very good after experiencing great grief and anger, coupled with some facial features, it's not difficult to see that his body is at the end of his strength.

System: [He won't pay the consultation fee! 】

Hojo Xingmu: [... Am I that kind of person! 】

The system answered in the affirmative: [You are. 】

Hojo Xingmu really likes money. Others make money for better enjoyment, but he doesn't.Even though he is barely rich now, he still lives in a staff apartment of less than ten square meters in the Space-Time Administration, using the lowest version of the system.

It's just that he has an inexplicable obsession with money that even he can't explain clearly, so he doesn't have the idea of ​​getting rewards for helping people casually.

It's a pity that he has lost all his prestige in the system, so he can only carry this blame on his back.

Although it was just an ordinary proposal that couldn't be more ordinary, the companions of the Armed Detective Agency knew how much courage and perseverance the sick young doctor had exerted, so when they heard the client's sarcasm, they were completely enraged——

"What do you want to do hypocritically? Even if you kneel down and beg me at this time, you won't take back the commission." He raised his chin, bitterly.