Special investigation report from Yokohama

"Meet you again, Miss Hongyao." The capable officer stood in front of the library where the Secret Service was stationed, and bowed slightly to Hongyao.

Hong Yao also took Izumi Kyoka and politely returned the salute: "Sakaguchi-kun." Today she brought Kenshin Jingguang who has a good relationship with Izumi Kyoka,

It is now a week after Quan Jinghua returned from Standard Island, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division finally finished processing the file of the "35 beheaded" incident and notified her to go through the final procedure.

Hong Yao took a look at this magnificent city library.Of course she knew where the Supernatural Secret Service was located, but in order to avoid misunderstanding, she had never been here before.

While she was looking at the library, Ango Sakaguchi was also looking at her, calmly elevating the importance of Izumi Kyoka to another level.The really important documents were all handed over during the last meeting. This time, in fact, she only needs to send a random subordinate to take Quan Jinghua on this trip.But she still came in person, it seems that Quan Jinghua has a lot of weight in her heart.

"Please." Seeing her looking away, Ango Sakaguchi led the two into the library.

The library looks like a very normal library.Except for the exceptionally well-trained staff who pass by occasionally, the readers who come and go and the staff who come and go are all normal libraries.Ango Sakaguchi led her through the corridor of the library, and pushed open the heavy security door with the bronze plaque of "No Entry for Idlers", and what was shown in front of their eyes was another scene.

From the outside of the library, it should be the office area of ​​the library.In fact, there are indeed one office after another in front of you, but it is not the library staff, but the civil servants in suits and shoes.As soon as Hong Yao and others appeared, many people looked at them as if they were nothing.

In this department that may be the most well-informed in Yokohama, the name of Hongyao has already left a mark on the hearts of quite a few people.

Hong Yao didn't care, looked at Sakaguchi Ango, Sakaguchi Ango coughed lightly: "Before that, there was a lady who wanted to see Izumi Kyoka."

This has never been said before.Hong Yao showed some suspicion in his expression, motioning for him to explain.

Seeing that she didn't get angry immediately, Ango Sakaguchi breathed a sigh of relief quietly: "That lady has something to do with Mrs. Izumi, please rest assured that the Secret Service will not backtrack."

Gu Jiquan Jinghua was present, and what Ango Sakaguchi said was a bit vague, but Hongyao understood immediately: it must be a colleague in the Secret Service Division who has a good relationship with Mrs. Quan, and wants to see this little girl who has inherited Mrs. Quan's ability again.

She lowered her head and glanced at the spectacle flowers. The little girl had looked at Hongyao with burning eyes since Ango Sakaguchi mentioned Mrs. Izumi, and her blue eyes were full of hope.

Hong Yao smiled: "Go with Mr. Sakaguchi, I'll wait for you at the library gate."

Ango Sakaguchi left with Izumi Kyoka, and a lady with a knife stepped forward to lead Hongyao.Hong Yao met her once, she was one of the casual guards beside Ango Sakaguchi last time.

The lady didn't talk much, but answered every question. She quickly assisted through the final process and led her to leave through the back door.

Probably the back door is the door most often used by the staff of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Although there is only one department, the flow of people seems to be even greater than the main entrance of the library.The gatekeeper asked her to sign the departure time on the guest register, Hong Yao just picked up the pen, and suddenly turned around with all feelings.

Behind them, a group of capable soldiers in military uniforms hurried past.A group of four, three men and one woman, the oldest is over forty, and the youngest seems to be a little girl.

"Miss Hongyao?" Someone from the Secret Service reminded softly.

"Ah, I'm sorry." She smiled shyly, and saw clearly the military rank of the leader, "That general... his saber must have been forged by a famous craftsman, right? I'm more interested in these, so I can't help but look at them more." one time."

Even if you are interested, will you notice this without anyone knowing behind it?The female agent had doubts in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face.

This lady has some strange tricks, and even Chief Sakaguchi has to be treated politely, so she'd better not ask too many questions.

"Yes." Her eyes also looked away from the group of people who were gradually leaving. Anyway, it was not a confidential content, so she told the truth, "That is General Fukuchi Sakurachi. ', is a famous ancient sword, and has repeatedly made military exploits together with the general. This time, it must be the general who has completed some difficult tasks, right?"

The awe in her tone did not seem to be fake, Hong Yao looked away lightly, and signed the register: "Thank you for letting me know."

"It's okay." The female agent replied, a little unsure of what she meant.

It seems like a random question?

She took Qianxin out of the library, but Quan Jinghua hadn't come out yet.The two waited at the door for a while, and saw a car coming around from the back door and merged into the traffic coming from the library.

Hong Yao didn't look away until the car with the window film was nowhere to be seen. Qianxin Jingguang had already noticed that the small group of soldiers they had seen at the back door was sitting in the car.

"Master?" Qianxin became nervous, "I didn't detect the enemy's breath on them... Is there anything wrong with them?"

Hong Yao's expression was slightly relaxed, and he denied his guess: "No...no."

She just searched for the news of "Fukuchi Sakura Chi" on the Internet. As the female agent said, it is famous all over the world. As his sword, "Ame Yuqian" has also been famous for a long time. After being forged by a famous swordsmith, it has been enshrined as a royal sword, and it was not until it was awarded the blessed land Sakurachi that it was the first time to go to the battlefield.

From the point of view of the god judge, a hundred years later, this is probably another good story about the relationship between the monarch and his ministers.If Fusangshen was also born in Yugozen, then he must be very proud of the time he spent fighting side by side with Fukuchi Sakurachi.

but……

From the back door of the library, she noticed that this was indeed a rare spiritual knife, but what attracted her attention at that moment was not the spiritual energy of the blade, but the deep sorrow emanating from the vibrating knife.The ability of "awakening the heart of objects" possessed by the god judge makes her have to pay attention to this exposed emotion, and even have instant empathy.

This vibration knife...was crying.

"Miss Hongyao!" Someone grabbed her sleeve, and Hongyao looked to her side as if awakened from a dream.Quan Jinghua still had a stern face, but she could see joy in her eyes. It seemed that she had a good conversation with her mother's unknown colleague.

Hong Yao bowed slightly to Ango Sakaguchi who came out to express his gratitude, and took Izumi Kyoka to the car that came to pick them up.Akutagawa Yin smiled and handed Quan Jinghua a crepe: "Are you hungry? Go eat your favorite soup tofu at night."

Quan Jinghua thanked her softly, and the car flicked and merged into the traffic flow.

Armed Detective Agency.

"Why are there so many?" Junichiro Tanizaki saw Atsushi Nakajima's large and small bags, and quickly helped carry two bags, and the two walked upstairs together.He looked down and saw that the bag was full of snacks, and asked curiously, "Is this for Mr. Ranpo?"

"Ah...haha, of course there are." Nakajima Atsushi laughed.

Tanizaki realized that he had misunderstood, and was surprised: "You eat by yourself? Can you finish it?"

"Actually, it's for the children in the orphanage." The elevator stopped, and Atsushi Nakajima walked towards the lounge, "I think——uah!"

The lounge is quiet, with a row of cabinets standing against the wall, where everyone puts their personal belongings.Atsushi Nakajima originally wanted to store the snacks here temporarily, and take them to the orphanage after get off work.However, as soon as they opened the door, the two discovered that a certain cabinet was bubbling a strange dark red liquid from the crack in the door.

Atsushi Nakajima almost jumped up in shock: "That, that is..."

Tanizaki Junichiro backed out the door while shaking: "It seems to be, with Dr. Yosano..."

"Dun? Tanizaki?" Osamu Dazai poked his head out from the other side of the corridor, "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Dazai!" Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Atsushi Nakajima backed out of the door with lingering fear, and explained: "I want to put these in the cabinet, I want to put these in the cabinet, but there seems to be... blood-like liquid coming out of Miss Yosano's cabinet."

Dazai widened his eyes in shock.

"It's not good, Dr. Yosano!" He immediately knocked on the door of the emergency room, "Atsushi and Tanizaki found a lot of blood in the lounge!"

This voice not only called out Yu Xie Ye who was carrying a hatchet, but also called out a group of people in the office by the way.Everyone rushed to the door of the lounge, and Xie Ye took the lead, screaming: "My red wine!"

Ah, it turned out that it was not blood but red wine.

"Really, really, it's been kept well, what's going on..." Yu Xie Ye complained as he opened the cabinet, and there were indeed red wine bottles in the cabinet, some of which were damaged and dark red. The wine was still flowing out.

It’s okay, it’s okay... Nakajima Atsushi and Tanizaki Junichiro both breathed a sigh of relief, and Dazai Osamu was caught off guard and sighed loudly: "So it's wine, that's great, Atsushi and Tanizaki, you scared me to death."

"Yeah, we were taken aback too—wait!"

Atsushi Nakajima caught a glimpse of the shiny hatchet on Xie Ye's shoulder, and shouted with a strong desire to survive: "I, I, and I are not——Dr. Xie Ye, listen to our explanation!"

A burst of chaos.

After Atsushi Nakajima finally explained clearly, Xie Ye reluctantly let go of the idea of ​​making the rumors true: "Really, what do you think I am doing in the treatment room all day long?"

"I'm sorry." Atsushi and Tanizaki apologized honestly.

"Forget it." Yosano took a pack of liqueur chocolates from Atsushi Nakajima's pocket, "Why do you buy so many snacks?"

"Ah, this," Atsushi Nakajima explained shyly, "I want to go back to the orphanage..."

"Today?" Yosano put the chocolate back into the bag.

"Yes, I'll go after get off work today." Atsushi Nakajima put the snack bag into his closet, and closed the closet door contentedly, "Miss Hongyao told me yesterday that running away won't solve any problems."

He scratched his hair: "I think... Even if I can't see the dean, I should at least go back to the orphanage."

While talking, the little tiger himself felt embarrassed, and quickly said goodbye to the two seniors who were still in the lounge: "Miss Xie Ye, Mr. Dazai, I'm going back to work!"

"I'm going back to the treatment room too." Xie Ye picked up the hatchet, yawned and walked out the door.Osamu Dazai's gaze was fixed on Atsushi Nakajima's cabinet door for a moment, and then drifted out of the window unconsciously.

Where did you say this to Dun?

After a long time, a wry smile came from the lounge.

When there is no commission, the detective agency is quite flexible when it comes to get off work.Atsushi Nakajima came to the orphanage early, but he almost didn't recognize the place where he grew up.

The orphanage is a church-like building - it was originally an abandoned church built by foreigners.Although the internal space is not small, the design of the church and the flower windows make the internal lighting conditions very limited, and the whole building looks a little gloomy.But now, all the windows have been replaced with large pieces of clear glass, and the exterior has been refurbished.When Atsushi Nakajima came, he also saw workers painting the exterior walls in full swing. The older children were helping, while the younger children were running around all over the yard. It was so lively.

If it weren't for the unrepaired dilapidated courtyard and familiar building outlines, he couldn't believe that this was the gloomy and depressing orphanage he grew up in.

He was hesitating not to go in, but several people came out from the gate of the orphanage.Hong Yao and Akutagawa Silver were holding a roll of blueprints and chatting in a low voice, and a person dressed as a foreman next to him explained a few words from time to time.Seeing him, the three of them stopped, and Hong Yao slightly nodded at the young man: "Dun Jun, you are here."

The orphanage that had not changed for more than ten years was suddenly turned upside down at this time, and Atsushi Nakajima knew who was responsible for it without even thinking about it.Although he has mixed feelings about this place, it is impossible for Atsushi Nakajima not to be excited after seeing this: "Is this the construction team that Ms. Hongyao hired? Thank you!"

"Don't thank me." Hong Yao raised her chin towards the other corner, the red-haired man squatted on the ground, surrounded by a circle of children, chirping like a flock of sparrows, "He came up with the idea, and he also found the engineering team. Just here to help."

The author has something to say:

Oda Tsukuru, a strange man with full motivation besides writing

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You don't know what happened the day before yesterday (choked up

When I was cutting vegetables, I cut off the nails of my index finger and little finger, and the bleeding under the nails was excruciatingly painful.When I went to flush the water, I didn't notice that the pot was boiling, and I scalded a bag on the belly of my middle finger.

What's worse is that I have used the other hand too much in the past two days, and I have a blister on my fingertips, and now it hurts no matter what I do.

I didn't intend to write today, but as a person without outline, I'm afraid that if I procrastinate, I will forget the content I have conceived, woo woo.