I didn't have the appetite for breakfast, so I planned to go to the detective agency alone after saying goodbye to Chuuya.
But who would have thought that not only did this man not agree, but he insisted on escorting me to the detective agency.
I wanted to refuse, but after seeing Chuuya's fists clenched into iron, I gave up all struggles in an instant.
"Okay, no problem~" Then I melted instantly.
It’s too exciting to have Mafia cadres acting as bodyguards or something like that.
…
"Just send it here, you're in trouble..." I waved tiredly.
"Yeah." Chuuya nodded, waved his hand, turned around and left with a quick stride.
His black suit rustled behind him, and the dazzling golden light made me very tired.
This time we almost bumped into Yosano from the Detective Agency and Akutagawa from Mafia. It scared me to the core, but Chuuya didn't.
At any rate, he was finally sent away now.
After going upstairs and opening the door, the scent of early morning flowers swept over me.
The warm sun shines, and every speck of dust has nowhere to hide. The wooden tabletop reflected light, and the grooves in it were temporarily smoothed.
A broom was placed diagonally next to the iron storage cabinet on the right hand, probably because the careless cleaning lady forgot to take it back last night. The camel brown carpet in the center of the office was plush, and Xiao Mi was lazily basking in the sun on it. When he saw me, he raised the tip of his tail and let out a happy "meow".
"Xiao Mi." I knelt down and called his name.
He raised his eyes and stretched out wildly. The hair on his back arched and stood up one by one.
Afterwards, Xiaomi walked up to me with slow steps and gently rubbed my knees.
I picked up the three-flowered flower in front of me and returned to my seat: "Morning, Mr. Kunikida, Atsushi, Tanizaki."
"Morning, hurry up and work!"
"Good morning Si Ye."
"Si Ye came so early today."
Seeing the familiar faces of my colleagues made me feel relieved.
"Good morning~everyone~" Dazai opened the door and walked in radiantly.
"You're five minutes late." Kunikida reminded him coldly.
"Hey, why didn't you watch TV? There was my favorite program today~" Dazai ignored Kunikida's eyes and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.
Among them, he just wanted to touch Xiaomi with his backhand, but the latter yelled and dodged away.
That's right, after all, no one wants to change drastically.
"Hey," Dazai sighed inaudibly and turned to watch TV, "Wow, look, it's a large-scale missing persons case~"
"It is estimated that some gangster is causing trouble, and these police will solve it." Kunikida's hands did not leave the keyboard for a moment.
"Speaking of missing persons cases, I had a dream last night about a similar subject." I tilted my head, not forgetting to pose various poses for Xiaomi with my hands.
"What dream?"
"That's it..." I told my dream like this, but when I woke up and found out why I was strange, I changed my explanation to another.
"I seemed to accidentally come across a recording on my phone while I was sleeping, and I found out when I woke up and played it."
"Ah, what a pity, I didn't see Si Yejun's fragile look~" Dazai clutched his chest heartbroken.
"Ahhh..." I said hastily.
"By the way, Si Ye, haven't there been any weird people before you?" After all, Kunikida was more serious. He put down the work at hand and said.
"Yes, there is, but it's been a long time since we met."
"Does that person have blue hair?"
"What looks like a girl is actually a boy?"
"Okay, just one person."
"Meow——" Xiaomi patted the back of my hand with her pink flesh pad as if in agreement.
"Mr. Cat thinks so too?" I lowered my head and scratched his belly.
"Eh? Si Ye-kun also likes to be called that?" Dazai put a hand on my shoulder.
"Ah... yes." My cheeks froze, and there was a "click" sound in my eyes.
"Sure enough, Mr. Cat is a wise and martial artist, and his reputation spreads far and wide." Dazai squinted his eyes and looked at both of us deeply.
The cool breeze blew up, and Edogawa, who was leaning on the bed, couldn't bear it at first, got up and closed the window.
"Speaking of which," I put my fist to my mouth, "don't we take some action?"
"Why take action? No one came to ask for help." Kunikida was very calm, as if he had not been embarrassed before.
Dong dong dong——
Atsushi heard the sound and opened the door.
A figure fell in and shouted: "Please save us!"
Everyone's eager eyes once again fell on Kunikida in unison.
"Sir, don't panic, sit up and speak slowly." Tanizaki brought a cup of hot tea, helped him up and sat on the sofa.
"My name is Akira Kojima..." Kojima breathed heavily.
I stood not too far away from him, looking at this man from a moderate angle.
His tie was completely askew and hung across his neck like a loose dog leash. The plain black suit was brand new, but it was covered in mud, especially the trouser legs.
He must have run all the way crazy, otherwise he would not have been buried like this.
"Mr. Kojima, what happened?" Kunikida asked.
"My wife is a superpower, and her superpower is to summon canaries. We have always been very loving, but I don't know what happened today. After getting up in the morning, she first suddenly muttered the same sentence, and then used superpowers to Can attack me...I came here in desperation because I had no other choice."
“So what you’re saying is,” Dazai fiddled with the potted plant on my desk, “let’s find and help your wife get back to normal, right?”
"Yes, please!" The man nodded vigorously.
"Then please pay the commission fee first~" Dazai's subordinate's actions were unheard of, and his tone and demeanor revealed a hint of provocation.
"Oh...Okay, okay!" Xiaodao was obviously stunned, but he quickly reacted and dug around in his briefcase.
"Here, please!" He raised his hands high above his head.
Dazai took it, counted the amount carefully, and put it in his drawer.
Everyone here knew that Dazai's decision had ulterior motives, so no one said anything to stop it.
Kunikida only frowned briefly and blinked, then turned back to continue discussing the details of the commission with Kojima.
"Well, I understand," Kunikida stood up and took out his notebook, writing down something neatly, "Before finding your wife, the detective society has a dedicated person to protect you... Atsushi and Kyoka are protecting Xiaodao, and Si Ye and Tanizaki field service.”
"yes!"
Kojima took out a yellowed handkerchief and wiped his forehead matter-of-factly.
I caught a glimpse of Dazai showing a rare melancholy expression.
"Be careful." He gestured to me.
