So, I didn't answer immediately, but looked away from Fukuzawa and winked at Ranpo with a stiff smile.
"Tsk," Dazai folded his hands behind his head and let out a low laugh, "It seems that you haven't grown up in so many years. You are just too conceited."
"Whether Ranpo's views are valid or not depends on your answer." Fukuzawa half-closed his eyes.
"In this way..." I tapped my right index finger on the table, thinking about how to answer.
Now I'm on my own, so I have to be cautious every step of the way.
But before I could think of the best answer, I heard an earth-shattering sound outside.
"Sure enough, explosion is art, hahahaha!"
Hearing this familiar line, I couldn't help but feel a twinge in my temples.
Why is this guy here to save me?
Dazai obviously didn't hold back his expression. He probably thought that someone from Hong Kong and Hong Kong would come to rescue me, but he didn't expect it to be Kajii.
"The negotiation is over," I shrugged, "I trusted the wrong person, President."
After that, I walked out of the conference room.
Outside the door, the idiot Kajii was laughing wildly and throwing lemon bombs, completely unaware that a long machete had been placed behind his head.
I put on my hood and scarf, hiding from most people's view, and shot away Yosano's machete.
"It's too much." I glared at Kajii.
Yosano rubbed his numb wrist, clicked his tongue, picked up the machete again, and put it on his shoulder. She took a few steps quickly and gave me her seat by the window.
The detective agency and others all understand: Kirihara Sawa has never been unable to leave, but rather does not want to leave. If he wants to leave, no one can stop him.
Yosano let me out of the window, making it clear that he wanted me to go out through the window.
But this is too embarrassing.
I glanced around with cold eyes and walked straight towards Tanizaki.
Behind Tanizaki is the door of the detective agency.
When Naomi saw this, she thought I was going to attack Tanizaki. She flew over from a distance and pounced on Tanizaki's body.
At this time, Tanizaki's nerves were tense. He felt the wind coming from his side and was about to raise his hand to fight back.
But when he saw clearly who was coming, he had no time to hold back his strength, so he could only lean back as a buffer.
As a result, the brother and sister fell to the ground in a strange posture.
In fact, what I originally thought was that Tanizaki would take the initiative to get out of the way when he saw me coming. In this way, everyone can live their own lives in harmony.
But now, if I get out of the way, it will be a disgrace to Black.
If I don't move out of the way and just walk over, it won't be worthy of the brotherhood we once had.
I stood in front of the squirming two people for a few seconds, and finally decided to buy it.
I'm sorry, brother. At worst, I'll let you take the step once in the future.
Kajii obviously wanted to follow suit, but before his back foot could be recovered, Tanizaki caught him.
Kajii was forced to beat him up.
I stood there, looking at the scenery indifferently, thinking that no one knew how hard it was for me to suppress my laughter.
"Ahem." I coughed.
Tanizaki was startled and let go of his hand.
Kajii didn't dare to take his time anymore this time. He bared his teeth and walked out of the building with me with a face filled with resentment.
"Who asked you to come?" I asked shortly after I left.
"Chief." Kajii raised his eyebrows.
I didn't respond to this sentence. I rubbed my frozen nose numbly.
As expected of a leader, he would know immediately if a cadre on vacation was kidnapped.
It seems that it must be "taking care of" in real time, otherwise how could it be so fast?
Thinking in my mind, I took out my phone and made a call to Chuuya.
"Moxi moxi."
"Say." I heard the howling wind on the other end of the phone, and Chuuya's voice traveled through the wind.
"Busy?" I asked.
"That's right," Chuuya's voice deepened, "We caught a traitor. When we found him, he was leading the 'Transformers' to the headquarters."
"Are you still alive?" I swallowed.
There was a gunshot on the other side of the phone, and Chuuya replied immediately: "Don't worry, he's still alive and kicking. He hasn't been caught yet."
"Come on, I believe no one can ride a motorcycle faster than you." I smiled lightly.
"Okay! I always feel like you're scolding me, but I'll settle the score with you when the matter is settled." After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone.
I put my phone in my pocket, turned to Kajii and said, "What other tasks do you have?"
"No," he shook his head. "Saving you... well, it doesn't count as saving. Then we just do experiments."
"then you go."
"ah?"
"Go ahead," I waved my hand, "I have other tasks assigned by the leader."
"Okay~" Kajii heard that he was liberated, he was as happy as a poodle, jumping up and down, and disappeared in front of my eyes after a while.
I stood on the street corner for a while, then turned back to Lupin.
…
As soon as I sat down in Lupin, the familiar bartender brought me a glass of hot milk.
I took a sip, pretended to casually dig into my pocket, and pulled out the note that Dazai just gave me.
There were not many people in Lupin at this time, it could even be said that there was no one except me and the bartender, so I could watch it without any worries.
On the note was a contact number and a piece of advice: "Watch your boots."
boots?
I frowned and subconsciously raised my feet.
Sure enough, there was a monitor cleverly attached to the upper part of my shoe, in the gap.
If my guess is correct, it should also have the function of monitoring the location.
I have become indifferent to these.
As for this contact information, although I didn’t know what it was for, I still glanced at it a few times and quickly imprinted it on my mind.
After making sure I remembered it, I used the candle on the edge of the table to let it burn out.
The bartender showed no expression and silently cleared the table.
At this point, my phone started vibrating.
"Moxi moxi."
"My mission is complete, are you still in Lupin?" Chuuya's voice sounded like he was tired.
"I'm here. You sound tired."
"Yes! I'm exhausted," Chuuya sighed, "I advise you to give me something good to drink quickly, otherwise I will find nothing when I get there, and you will be the first one hit."
"Tsk," I smiled with relief, "Then I'll take off my hat and wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, I stared at the screen for a long time until it dimmed and finally went black.
In fact, from the beginning to now, I have come so far and met so many people, but there are only a few people I can trust.
Zhongya is worthy of being one of them.
So every time I have him around, no matter what the reason behind his instigation is, I can calmly take a break.
It's the same this time, please be my safe haven.
It'll be fine in a moment.
The vision gradually became chaotic.
…
"woke up?"
When I woke up again, Chuuya was sitting next to me holding a wine glass with a reproachful look on his face.
He had a few scratches on his cheek and his clothes were slightly torn.
"You really didn't prepare anything for me!" Chuuya opened his mouth and complained angrily.
"Asleep," I scratched the back of my head, "I suddenly felt sleepy."
"Okay, I forgive you."
"Is this mission very difficult?" I asked.
"It's not bad, this kid has helpers," Chuuya paused, "But we still managed to catch him."
"helper?"
"Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you," Chuuya rolled his eyes, "It's a homing pigeon."
"Homing pigeon?"
"Yeah. This damn 'shapeshifter' is undoubtedly the work of a homing pigeon again."
