1novels Chapter 74
Chapter 74
"As far as I know, breaking into a private house is illegal, Dazai-kun." Otonashi narrowed his eyes and took out his phone from his pocket: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."
Osamu Dazai shook his hands as he pushed aside the plastic bag, as if hearing some incredible words: "Otonashi-kun, I thought we were already good friends who could visit each other."
Yin Wuxian slowly played a question mark: "When?"
"Don't worry about when, just be friends." Osamu Dazai continued to move with a serious face, leaking out the pressure cooker wrapped in a red plastic bag: "Because Otonashi-kun saved us, and he didn't want to repay us. But after thinking about it, I felt that it was too cold-blooded to skip it like this, so I came to find Otonashi-kun in private."
He opened a gap in the pressure cooker, and a strange, indescribable smell came out of it: "This is my homemade dish 'Braised Vitality Chicken' that I have been stewing all night. Please try it, Otonashi-kun."
Yin Wuxian had a bad feeling about it, but he quickly vetoed it.
To be able to use the dishes I stewed as a reward for saving my life, the craftsmanship should not be bad.
This thought reached its peak the moment Osamu Dazai lifted the lid of the pot.
It looks like a stewed chicken with excellent appearance. A whole chicken is slightly higher than the soup noodles, but the color of the soup is a little strange, not like the oily light yellow of traditional ginseng chicken soup, but greener.
"Try it, Otonashi-kun." Osamu Dazai handed over a pair of disposable gloves, and tore up a chicken leg with chopsticks that he didn't know where to give it to Otonashi, and said confidently: "My craftsmanship is superb."
Then, he tore another chicken leg, took a bite himself, and chewed the chicken vaguely: "It's delicious."
Yin Wuxian believed it, and he asked the system in his heart: "Is it not poisonous?"
He was afraid that Dazai would deceive him by taking the antidote himself.
But people who refuse food are crumbs, so he decided to try it without poison.
[No] The system gave an affirmative answer. After a few seconds, it seemed to find some information: [But you are not recommended to eat it]
It was too late, Otonashi had already taken a bite of the chicken leg under Dazai Osamu's expectant gaze.
Yinwu Xianle opened his eyes slightly, and the taste was surprisingly delicious. The stewed meat was soft and rotten, with a hint of fiber in the chicken. It was full of the soup, and it was moderately salty.
When he swallowed the first bite of chicken, he heard the system's words.
"Huh?" Yin Wuxian made a doubtful voice.
"How is it?" Seeing his reaction, Osamu Dazai was a little proud: "It's delicious, this is my specialty."
No one answered him.
Osamu Dazai blinked in bewilderment, watching Otonashi fall down, his head was a little dizzy, and the drumstick in his hand fell down with a clatter.
"It shouldn't be, I have obviously changed the formula."
Osamu Dazai covered his forehead depressedly: "It's too bad, I should have let Kunikida try it before I come back, but now Kazuno-kun can't explain clearly."
Then, he slapped himself, and fell down with the brightly colored chicken leg.
Funagawa Asaka was originally looking at the information sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division about the organization that kidnapped Sarina.
Suddenly, she trembled, and her emerald green eyes became more angry and annoyed. It was only for a moment, and then she looked at the information as if nothing had happened, and even the city police who were waiting for the information did not notice anything unusual.
You fucking Dazai.
En will revenge.
Since the system says there is no poison, then there must be no poison in the dish, so what kind of wonderful ingredients did Osamu Dazai put in?
Now the main body is in a coma, Osamu Dazai is right next to the main body, it really gives me a headache just thinking about it...
[Don't worry, Osamu Dazai also passed out because he ate his chicken leg] The system calmly replied: [However, his resistance to poison is better than yours, and he will wake up earlier than you]
Yin Wuxian choked up: "I thought he wanted to harm me."
It turned out that he was also recruited?
"Asaka, I'm back." Edogawa Ranbu's voice came from outside the door: "There is some progress on the ghost story."
Funagawa Asaka raised her head, a little curious: "Didn't they ask you to investigate the case of the disappearance of the Secretary of the Deputy Judiciary?"
"That secretary was pretended to be from the very beginning." Edogawa Ranbu hugged a pile of snacks, piled them on the table, and then sat down on the stool: "I went to the parking lot where he disappeared. He encountered a strange story, and then drove him away, and then he probably wanted to sneak back into the Ministry of Justice, but was exposed by the Son of God."
Funagawa Asaka raised her eyebrows: "What happened next?"
That guy Shenzi didn't even notice this detail, causing her to miss such an important clue in vain.
"The city police are checking the surveillance video." Edogawa tore open a bag of potato chips in a hurry, and handed it to Funagawa Asaka first: "There will be news soon."
When Funagawa Asaka saw the potato chips, she felt happy: "Ranbo, I love you, woo woo woo."
She ate a big mouthful of potato chips with tears in her eyes, eyes full of tiredness: "I'm almost bored to death, they work so slowly."
Funagawa Asaka has been very busy recently.
Tired is not really tired, it is the soul that is really tired.
In order to find strange stories, at the cost of a week of small cakes that can be ordered, she dragged Edogawa to wipe out the dark/net. As a result, the two of them quickly read the information, and the address of the den was accurate, and the city police who cooperated with the operation could not keep up. It took several days abruptly...
The matter of the wormhole was also entrusted to the detective agency, and Ranpo Edogawa naturally took her to watch it together. The intelligence of the two was running so fast that the city police couldn't keep up.
This feeling is like calculating pi with the 20 billion billion times per second Summit computer, and the kindergarten children copy it by hand, and the computer has to stop and wait for them.
The famous scene in the temporary processing room of the wormhole incident, Edogawa Ranpo and Funagawa Asaka are so bored that they are counting the wood grains on the table, the city police are too busy to take off, and when they come in and out, they have to receive the eyes of the two detectives saying "you are so slow". .
City Police: We tried our best, but you were too fast.
Edogawa opened a bag in random steps, and the sound of plastic was particularly obvious in the room: "After all, they are all idiots. As a detective, you must understand them."
The busy city policeman didn't even have time to be sad about it. The young policeman who had just worked for a few years now had bruises on his eyes and was working on the keyboard in front of the computer. He lamented, "The number of missing people has increased again."
That is not a number, but a living human life.
Judging from the information brought back by Osamu Dazai and the others, the chances of those ordinary citizens who strayed into the wormhole coming back alive are almost zero.
The abnormal person 'Guidan', with his own power, made the Yokohama government see the abnormal horror, and the number of dead and missing broke triple digits, and even tended to double.
It wasn't that Feng Nachuan Qianxiang Yu Sheng Yuzhi and the others moved slowly, but it was because it was only 36 hours since the birth of the strange story.
Funagawa Asaka groaned, her green eyes stained with confusion, she comforted: "It will be over soon."
She got information from the organizer who kidnapped Sarina, and analyzed the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes. Yusheng Yuzhi had already left.
The organization that provided Selina's information was a terrorist organization called 'Rats of the Dead House'. Their purpose was to meet the main members of the organization.
"Everyone wants to get a share of the anomaly." Funagawa Asaka told Edogawa Ranpo about the matter, with a sarcasm in her tone: "Is there an 'abnormality' within the government that was brought about by the organization? Conspiracy talk."
Edogawa paused when he took the potato chips in Ranpo: "If they want to attack you, they have to go past the detective agency."
"It's really going to that point." Funagawa Asaka sneered, with a trace of sarcasm in her eyes: "I won't stay in the detective agency anymore."
The organization has never advertised itself as an unconditionally righteous party.
"No." Edogawa Ranpo stubbornly interrupted Funagawa Asaka: "A famous detective will not let that day happen."
Whether it's the black organization's rebound, or Funagawa Asaka being forced to leave the detective agency, it won't happen.
Funagawa Asaka was taken aback, a blush appeared on her face, she whispered: "Let me make an analogy..."
There is an organization behind her.
It is said that it is extremely free to ignore it, but if something really happens, or someone wants to attack the members of the organization, you can try to ignore it.
This is their leader.
Gentle to the extreme duplicity.
The one who overthrew the temple at the beginning, was redeemed, and was given new power. Did they use it? Did they know it?
Of course, I know that no one in the organization is a fool. Everyone has rolled in the mud. They are all well-versed in human relationships and sophistication, and they can distinguish between domestication and unconditional grace.
But they are all willing to compete for cooperation.
Because being able to help the leader is the greatest grace that they, those who are lucky enough to be redeemed by the gods, can get.
Redemption..... muddy?
Funagawa Asaka was stunned for a moment, her emerald green eyes were tinged with a bit of bewilderment.
Didn't she grow up in a very happy environment, why would she claim to be from the mud?
Did she forget something?
"What's wrong?" Edogawa Ranpo asked.
"I..." Funagawa Asaka shook her head, and smiled nonchalantly: "I'm thinking about how to celebrate when I catch the strange story."
Edogawa Ranpo looked at her with a kind of trustworthy eyes, but Funagawa Asaka didn't want to say it, and he didn't force him to ask, but looked at the city police: "Has the monitoring not found it yet?"
"Soon, Mr. Ranpo."
At this time, Yin Wuxian discovered the blind spot that he had been neglecting.
Funagawa Asaka's memory starts from a little before witnessing her parents being killed in the cabinet. She realizes that her parents will be killed, and she can also help escape with her ability, but she doesn't want to care about it. She just watched, why?
Obviously, those parents seem to be very kind, and they love the young Funagawa Asaka very much.
He wasn't very interested in these things before, but now, knowing the truth, he wants to know more about vests.
The memories of Suzumiya and the others started from a very young age, casinos, temples, orphanages, only Funagawa Asaka is special.
This shows that there is something in her memory that the system does not want him to know.
The system is in a bit of a dilemma: 【Do you have to know】
"Do you know what it means to treat people with sincerity?" Yin Wuxian gave an example: "You don't want me to commit suicide after I become famous, so you have to work hard to increase my attachment and concern for the world instead of hiding it like raising a canary I."
[But... there is nothing to know] The system still wants to laugh: [Compared to the information leaked to you by the puppeteer's memory, what the detective's memory can provide is nothing at all]
"So what are you afraid of?" Yin Wuxian was speechless: "There are so many ways to keep people alive, but you chose to conceal the one that is most likely to cause future troubles."
The system really doesn't understand people.
"Although I don't want to say such hurtful things, but you are really just stringing data."
[It's okay] The system said: [I'm just data, there is no such thing as sadness]
Yin Wuxian was taken aback for a moment, and he laughed: "You bastard."
It is said that it doesn't understand people's hearts, but every time it can make people helplessly relieve their mood.
【Since you want to know, let me tell you】The system saw that Yinwu Xianle was in a better mood, so he opened his mouth: 【The memory of the detective is not considered important information for you now】
Follow the words of the system.
In Funagawa Asaka's mind, the dusty memory immediately revealed the seal.