"It's nothing." I smiled.
Although I have some scratches on my body, they are not life-threatening and are not a big deal. I will just adjust the time later.
However, I don’t know who that person was just now and why he attacked the detective agency?
With this in mind, I looked at the messy scene outside the window and felt at a loss. Suddenly, a feeling of exhaustion came over me, and I sat down on the sofa chair next to me, lowering my head and staring at my toes.
"Ah, what happened?" At this time, Edogawa pushed the door and walked in, chewing snacks in his mouth, and asked vaguely.
"The detective agency was just attacked." Izumi Kyoka replied calmly while wiping her dagger.
"Ah~" Edogawa responded with a drawl, and quickly walked to his desk, tinkering with something.
"It's okay, it's okay." After a long time, with the crisp sound of "Gaba", Edogawa raised his head and said to himself with satisfaction.
"Mr. Ranbu, what are you doing?" Although I knew what I was doing, I still asked in response to everyone's confused looks.
"Ah...it's a secret!" Edogawa straightened up in a hurry, put his legs comfortably on the table, and started eating snacks again.
Seeing this, I guessed even more closely. There was probably a safe under Edogawa Ranpo's desk. And in that safe, there are probably his precious snacks.
However, it’s easy to understand why Edogawa Ranpo didn’t tell me what he was doing. What puzzles me is why he put the snacks in the safe? Obviously, they were all piled into the staff cabinet before.
This can only show that he has already had a premonition of the coming attack, but he does not know the specific time of its arrival.
After I had a rough guess in my mind, I raised my head and observed Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka. I saw that the two of them did not notice this, so it was not convenient for me to ask directly.
"By the way, Si Ye, please help me with this entrustment!" Edogawa Ranpo suddenly snapped his fingers and said leisurely.
"Huh? I can't handle the detective's case..." I replied, with a somewhat panicked tone.
"No way, I believe in your strength." Edogawa muttered vaguely, waving his hand and driving me away.
Seeing this, I also knew that I alone could not reject this application, so I turned my attention to Atsushi Nakajima.
"Come on!" Atsushi Nakajima responded with a smile.
Sure enough, torturing newcomers is a tradition of the Armed Detective Agency.
I glanced at Nakajima Atsushi with a resentful look, then walked heavily, recovering from my wounds while taking over the commission from Edogawa Ranpo.
After taking the file, I walked straight into the elevator, pursed my lips and looked through the commission in my hand.
The client's name is Kazuko Kitamura, a single young woman who lives in an old apartment building next to Yamashita Park. The content is probably that the old neighbor has been missing for a long time, but there is no trace. Even the surveillance video cannot find him. action trajectory. After searching to no avail, he had no choice but to turn to a detective agency for help.
After reading it, I turned the paper over and over several times and found that except for some of the most basic addresses and names, there was no other information in the micro investment.
Even Ms. Kitamura Kazuko didn't even know the old gentleman's name.
Such a hasty commission made me wonder if it was a prank.
But there is no way, it is still a task assigned by my seniors, and I cannot give up no matter what. In this case, I probably have no choice but to go to the old apartment building and inspect it myself.
…
Finally reaching the place, I raised my head, my mind was in chaos.
To be honest, if passers-by hadn’t reminded me, I would never have believed that this was the “old” apartment building mentioned in the commission.
This building does not look like a dilapidated building that has been in disrepair for a long time. Although it looks lifeless, it is shrouded in clouds of uncertainty. Contrary to "old", the floor is generally white, has not accumulated dust, and does not show any damage.
For a moment, I couldn't tell what was going on.
This is when I need to take advantage of my mind-numbing social skills! I stepped into the building and prepared to have a passionate one-on-one conversation with Ms. Kitamura Kazuko.
"Ahem, Ms. Kazuko Kitamura, are you at home?" I knocked on the door, mentally prepared for the door not to open.
Not long after, the door opened.
My joy was immediately beyond words.
"Who are you?" The girl in front of me had her hair in a ponytail, one hand clasped on her chest, and she stared at me defensively and asked.
"I'm from a detective agency. Come here to ask about the details of the commission."
After hearing this, the girl obviously lowered her guard and turned sideways to invite me in.
After entering the house, I sat on the sofa in the living room with hot tea in front of me.
"Mr. Ranpo, please excuse me." Kazuko Kitamura squatted opposite me and said politely.
"Um...I'm not Mr. Ranpo." I reminded him awkwardly.
After hearing this, Kitamura Kazuko was obviously stunned for a moment, with one hand hanging on the coffee table, his expression serious again.
"Mr. Ranpo has something to do and is temporarily unable to come. My name is Watanabe Tsubasa, and I am also a member of the detective agency!" I explained hurriedly, waving my hands in front of my chest.
"Well, that's troublesome." Kitamura Kazuko's attitude became obviously cold, but he was still polite.
"Then, Miss Kitamura, could you please explain the details of the commission?"
"Yeah, okay." Kitamura Kazuko nodded, and we started talking with each other, and the connection between these clues seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
It turned out that the missing old man had lived in the apartment building for more than ten years. Ever since Kazuko Kitamura moved here after graduating, the two met by chance.
Kitamura Kazuko said that this old man could not speak the local dialect, but because he was gentle and kind, Kitamura Kazuko was very willing to do whatever he could for the elderly.
Over time, the friendship between the two gradually deepened, and the old man spoke more and more local dialects, but the old man still refused to tell his name and past.
Seeing that the old gentleman was unwilling to talk, Kitamura Kazuko naturally stopped asking, and the days passed slowly and peacefully.
Until one day, the old gentleman's attitude suddenly changed and he was unwilling to let Kitamura Kazuko step into the house again. Perhaps because of nervousness, the meaning he expressed was also vague, making Kitamura Kazuko unable to understand its precise meaning.
Not long after that, the old gentleman suddenly disappeared.
Out of the natural sensitivity of women, Kitamura Kazuko immediately contacted the police and called up the latest surveillance. But no matter how carefully they looked, no one noticed the old gentleman going out.
But there was no trace of the old gentleman in the house.
At this time, the helpless Kitamura Kazuko suddenly remembered the Armed Detective Agency.
So, after many twists and turns, the case was transferred into my hands.
