Under the blue and white sky, on the green grass, five crows were jumping, making rattles from time to time.
Shen Dai Qinghe: "…"
They are all Xiaoqi’s relatives and friends. What can he do?
As for why two were missing - Taro and Jiro were unwilling to leave Karasuma Renya, they stayed in the forest and wanted to send him off for the last journey.
——Renye Karasuma was originally silenced. At the age of 140, he suffered such an unbearable psychological blow that his lifelong foundation was taken away. It is hard to say how long he can live.
After three seconds of silence out of humanitarianism, Kanyo Kiyowa took out the bird food and water and put it in the yard, found out the cleaning tools, and went to Dazai's house first.
He touched the ashes on the armrest of the sofa and was silent.
A cat shoveler thought lazyly, why don’t he clean Maomao’s house? Then he called Conan and Xiao Ai to join him?
——What a meaningful parent-child activity.
"Ah Yeh!"
There is too much dust, a bit difficult.
Leaf Street.
Conan Edogawa's hand was plunged behind his head, looked at Ai Haibara and sighed.
The two were thrown by Mr. A seven days ago.
At that time, Mr. A didn't get into the oil and salt. No matter how he inquired, he didn't say a word. When he arrived at Yokohama Station, he directly rented it here. He handed them over to a flour-haired girl named Yu Xing. He said that they were doing social investigation practices for primary school students and wanted to observe the construction of Lebo Street.
——Where are two primary school students who come out alone to do social practice? Just like that, don’t you think something is wrong?
——Originally, Yu Xing, who looked like a high school student, really didn’t think it was wrong. She took the reward and left them happily, and then threw them to her and brought them to her.
Conan Edogawa: "…"
If it weren't for the arrangement of the God-Chronichi, he must have pressed 110.
But, why did the Goddess arrange this way?
He didn't understand seven days ago, but he seemed to understand a little seven days later.
Haibara Ai heard the sigh and disagreed: "Are you thinking about the purpose of the God generation?"
"No, I probably understand." Conan Edogawa smiled bitterly.
Lebo Street is a very story-producing place.
As a detective, Conan Edogawa has endless curiosity. With his cute elementary school student's appearance and his reasoning and analysis, he can easily straighten out the history and humanities of Lebo Street in less than ten years, and know the appearance of the people living on this land.
No one deliberately concealed it.
The god of desolation, military experiment, spy, explosion; steal, rob, territory, protection fee; hope, construction, study, mafia—
"Lebo Street is getting better slowly." Haibara Ai said, "Mafia and Suzuki Consortium cooperate to build an underwater port here and build large-scale amusement and catering facilities. A large number of jobs allow many Lebo Street residents to apply for jobs; Yokohama Hope Academy is expanded and begins to recruit students to adults..."
"Instead of letting the black-clothed organization be scrambled by politicians, it's better to let them go to the darkness and let the darkness command the darkness, right?" Conan Edogawa shook his head. "I admit that orderly darkness may be something this country without an army needs more, but I think... that guy from Kanyo put me here, not trying to tell me what the port Mafia did."
Haibara Ai: "That's it?"
Conan Edogawa said helplessly: "He probably thinks I am not down-to-earth enough."
In other words, I have never seen the suffering at the bottom.
The construction of Lebo Street is natural, in other words, slow. In the depths where the sun cannot shine, there are still slums, children who cannot survive without stolen or stealing; human traffickers and organ traffickers with bad intentions; chaotic and meaningless fires...
This is derived by Conan Edogawa, although he did not see it with his own eyes.
and
Before he thought of calling the police—
"The police can't control it," Yu Xing touched his head and said in a common tone. "This kind of thing can't be killed in Lebo Street at all. As for the children you mentioned... I can try contacting the mafia and throw them into Hope Academy. The welfare home seems to be full."
Conan Edogawa nodded hesitantly and received today's milk and bread.
This is a very good food for the people here.
"Sister Youxing, don't you go to school?"
Haibara Ai pulled the pink-haired girl's sleeve and raised her head to ask.
"I'm graduated." Yu Xing squatted down, tied her hair into a high ponytail that was convenient for movement, and rubbed Ai Haibara's face. "Mafia means that this place is almost built in the year, and I will find a new job at that time. Well, I may have to mention my education first to find a lot of money..."
——Her current job is to manage the temporary workers they hired from the Suzuki Consortium. Although she herself has no deterrence, she can also get the tiger skin!
——By the way, most of the younger brothers were the lambs of the past.
"By the way, are your brother coming to pick you up?" Yu Xing asked.
Dazai House.
Kamiyo Kiyoshi hummed a song to clean up.
Obviously, he couldn't remember the two little ones before finishing this.
Except when reviewing.
It was quite dangerous to find Karasuma Renye this time, with a "perfect crime". If it weren't for Kexue, the other party might have hidden until he jumped out. Well, according to the secrets of the winery obtained by hacking into the general control computer, local branches such as Singapore and Germany can only be discarded. Fortunately, they are not very large in scale. France can ask Lan Tang if they want... Japan is mainly engaged in Kanto; with Belmode's assistant, Karasuma Renye has used his remaining heat, and then gin to watch, probably he can basically eat the giant winery before he finishes his holiday?
Kiyoshi Kamiyo thought while scrubbing the rag.
The first floor is done.
Next is the second floor.
Judging from the traces of use, the location of Dazai Cat's daily sleep should be the attic.
cute!
Shen Dai Qinghe cleaned the two bedrooms on the second floor with simple furnishings, etc., and then cleaned up the dust on his body before climbing to the attic.
The environment in the attic is a little narrow and compact. Because of this, it is very warm after being filled with daily necessities. The black-haired boy looked at the many warm colors and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise his lips.
It is inevitable to encounter objects when cleaning.
The excellent memory assisted Kiyoshi Kamiyo to put the things he picked up or touched back to his original position, but the place was narrow and when he wiped the head of the bed, he knocked down a storage box.
It was a light yellow box, translucent, and without opening it, you can only see the outline of the items inside, and at this time—
The lid fell flat on the ground.
The box was turned over, and some of the items they were stored fell out and scattered, all of which looked familiar.
Kanyo Kiyohe squatted down in a daze.
He picked up the tassel earrings of the amber gem - a pair of what he gave him; he picked up a small gift box - a packaging of his mobile phone; he picked up two photos, one of which was Mori Ouwai and Alice working in the same frame, and the other was that they and Oda Satoshi feed the deer family together; he then picked up the mask he failed to draw when he was watching cherry blossoms in Tokyo - he was obviously lost, but he didn't know when he was picked up...
The black-haired boy put these treasures back one by one.
His movements were slow and his expression was very serious, as if he was not touching the things he saw in front of him, but the true heart like gold.
Dazai.
Dazai Osamu.
Shen Dai Qinghe recited this name silently, feeling that some soft, fragile but tough emotion was growing wildly in his heart. The originally shallow buds were nourished by rain and dew, slowly and firmly expanding the root system, breaking through the soil, and growing towards the sun in a swaying posture.
The boy looked at the sky outside the attic, his amber eyes pure and translucent.
"…The farming commander, that's all."
"Will it be difficult to deal with? My identity
?If someone in the Ministry of Internal Affairs makes a point... it's better to replace the leader of the port Mafia? So they have nothing to say, right?" The young intelligence officer of the Special Services Department laughed and suggested enthusiastically, "How about it if it was Dazai Osamu? I think he is very suitable!"
"There is no report. I originally thought that at the end of the year, An Wu asked him to write a report when he knew it naturally..."
"...Then let's change Dazai first?"
"No." Farming Shantou Huo looked at the documents piled up on the table. Thinking of his subordinate who had increased his workload by Xiaoyao, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said to him, "You are good in front of this leader, I will withstand the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"Thank you, the farming officer! I will pray for you!"
——I really owe him.
——Is the relationship with Dazai Osamu so good?
Supernatural Special Agents Department, Farming Shantouhuo hung up the phone and sighed deeply.