I, Zhongli, Wander the World

Of course, the campus festival of Yokohama high schools was not decided recently.

This troubled city has finally ushered in a long, predictable period of peace after experiencing post-war chaos, mafia rampages, cursed riots, and a series of chaotic events. By this time, things that had not been considered before or had been deferred are gradually being brought into the discussion.

For example, how to coexist peacefully with the world in Yokohama, where the port mafia dominates.

For example, how to give full play to the advantages of Yokohama, a port city, to drive the city's gdp.

Yokohama is undoubtedly a beautiful and well-connected city. If it wasn't for the war that brought her too much chaos, and the special geographical location continued this chaos for a long time, she should have been a prosperous commercial city, not a wasteland that is now full of violence.

The high-level management of Yokohama has successively issued a number of policies during this period to encourage the establishment of various projects and celebration activities, hoping to arouse the enthusiasm of the citizens, and also hope to use this opportunity to wash away Yokohama in the eyes of outsiders and violence. Hook up image.

At first, there were only sporadic responses from businesses or institutions. Later, after realizing the feasibility of this attempt, more and more people or organizations began to participate, and the stagnant Yokohama finally began to recover little by little.

The campus festival of Yokohama University was held against this background.

"Hey—the camouflage of these military and police is too unprofessional? I can see several at a glance." Edogawa Ranbu put his hand on the brow bone as a pergola, and said in a long voice.

Ayatsuji Pedestrian played with his brass cigarette stick and said without looking up: "After all, it's the best effort they can make with their three-legged cat skills, so please forgive them for the time being."

It is necessary to ensure the smooth progress of the campus festival, but also not to make the public feel uneasy because of too many military and police with live ammunition. The final result is such a nondescript.

The two detectives did not reflect on whether this was because their observation was too keen, and the plainclothes policemen who were closest to them raised their heads and glared at the two men in annoyance.

He changed the topic with Akiko Yosano sympathetically: "Speaking of which, what about Dazai? Since he joined the hounds, he has not been seen often. Didn't he agree to come to Chuya's campus festival together this time?"

Hounds belong to the system, and it is not an unspeakable job. When I first heard that Osamu Dazai was successfully employed as the Hound, the Detective Agency and others who had followed the president and had seen one or two sides of Blessed Sakura even congratulated him sincerely.

The only thing I regret is that Osamu Dazai, who has been missing frequently, has become more and more lost after joining the Hound. In the case of less gatherings and more separations, Akiko Yosano and Yoshino naturally miss this young man with high emotional intelligence.

"Zhi spoke with me this morning, and said that he has a temporary task, and he will come with his colleagues later." Zhong Li looked at the introduction booklet in his hand and said, "You may hang out on your own and wait for Zhi to come. ."

"Mr. Zhongli is wrong, it's not 'you', it's 'we'." Edogawa Ranbu corrected with a smile, turned his head and said, "Let's go!"

Then, in less than a quarter of an hour, several people were completely dispersed in the surging crowd.

Fortunately, Zhongli quickly caught Edogawa Ranbu, who had almost lost his way.

"There are a lot of people." Edogawa Ranbu was holding a box of takoyaki with double the sauce in his left hand and a chocolate banana sprinkled with frosting in his right hand. Everyone else is here."

"After all, it's a festival supported by policies. It's normal for someone to come here to participate." Zhong Li said calmly.

The campus festival held in compliance with the policy is not only guarded by the military and police, but also many businesses who have seen business opportunities have also sent people to set up temporary vendors. It is only natural that more people come to participate.

However, Edogawa's reckless steps obviously didn't mean that. The famous detective looked back at his husband, and then seemed to understand something. He ate the bananas in his hand three or two times, and patted his chest with empty hands and assured: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhongli. .I am now the world's number one detective, and I will definitely protect your festival trip!"

Won the worldwide detective competition, isn't it the world's number one detective?

Zhongli looked at Edogawa Ranbu, who was already an adult but still clinging to the title of famous detective, and said with a smile: "Then I will first thank Ranbu for his efforts."

While talking, the two had already walked to a certain booth.

The signs with hand-made signs are obviously from the hands of students, but there are many more queues in front of the booth than the merchants next to them. If you look closely, you can find that most of the people in this queue are students of our school. , and the male to female ratio is exceptionally balanced.

Zhongli directly led Edogawa to the front of the booth.

A little girl with blond hair was chopping on the table of the booth, looking at the cook eagerly.

"Grilled tiger fish, Central Plains offal, Mora meat, crystal shrimp..." The little girl ordered the menu and compared it one by one, and finally pulled the clothes of the adults around her and said loudly, "Rin Taro! I want to eat all of these!"

The adult next to him looked embarrassed, "Wait, little Alice, if you eat all this, the little skirt in the closet won't fit!"

At first, it sounded like he was euphemistically caring about the health of his little girl, if he hadn't said it right after: "However, if little Alice can change into that new little dress when she goes back, no matter what she wants to eat, I'll be fine. I can satisfy you~"

When he said this sentence like a criminal declaration, a few pink flowers even floated next to the decadent middle-aged doctor.

The people in the back row were speechless, as if they were already considering whether to call the police.

The chef in charge looked helplessly at the perverted person in front of someone else's booth, "Mr. Mori, if you can, please decide what to order quickly?"

"Cough cough, I'm rude, Zhong Ye-kun, then please follow Little Alice's order." The decadent doctor Mori Owai coughed twice and said with a smile.

As long as someone pays, Zhongyuan Zhong also has no opinion on how much the humanoid supernatural body he once called "sister" eats. He promised to prepare food, but in the next second he saw two familiar people. The figure is coming this way.

"Sir, chaotic steps! You are here!" Zhongyuan Zhong also greeted happily.

Edogawa rushed to the front of the booth, jumping up and down, "Yes, Mr. Orange, it seems that you have learned a lot from Mr. Zhongli."

The food used as a sample on the table is beautiful in color and fragrant. Although I don't know how it tastes, it looks like a lot of effort has been put into it. No wonder there are so many people in front of the booth.

"Zhongye's learning attitude has always been good, and it is not surprising to have such results." Zhong Li, who also came over, said.

Zhongyuanzhong was also a little embarrassed to be praised: "...Mr. still taught me well. My kung fu is far worse than that of Mister."

As he said that, he lowered his head slightly, and was about to cover up his embarrassment under the pretext of preparing dishes.

Two voices that he equally hated sounded almost at the same time.

"Oh, Zhong Ye-kun actually has such a shy voice? It's rare."

"Zhongyao! What about the maid cafe!"

After saying these two sentences, the two of them were stunned at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also made blue veins on his forehead due to the "tacit understanding" of these two people, "Jiaoye Caiju, why are you here! And Dazai Osamu, who told you about the maid cafe! I didn't say anything at all. Do you want to do this kind of project?"

These two people who could easily make him angry hadn't appeared in front of him for a long time, especially Tiaoye Caiju. The last time they met was not long before the Dragon Head War, and they only met in a hurry on the way to the mission, and soon disappeared. audio.

Unexpectedly, the level of irritability of getting together is still so exceeding the standard.

Tiaoye Caiju said first: "After all, I'm going shopping with my current boss, it's not easy to go too far."

As he said that, he didn't forget to say hello to Zhong Li: "Mr. Zhong Li, long time no see."

Zhongli, who had automatically merged with Mori Owai to eat the melon feast, calmly greeted Jono Caiju, and then asked Mori Ooi next to him: "When did Mr. Jono join the port mafia?"

"During the Dragon Head War, a spell spirit was born near their organization, and Mr. Rimbaud happened to pass by at that time." Mori Owai said with a smile.

The situation of the Dragon Head War is clear to everyone sitting here, and Mori Owai doesn't even have to explain too much. Obviously, the curse spirit was destroyed by the passing Rimbaud after destroying the unfortunate organization. The returnable wild picking chrysanthemum was brought back to Hong Kong black just like that.

Dazai Osamu pretended to hide a step behind his colleague next to him, looked aggrievedly at Zhongli over there and said, "Mr. Zhongli, Zhong also doesn't recognize his promise at that time."

"In terms of general rationality, it was Zhi Xian who induced the promise that Zhong Ye said at that time, and Zhong Ye did not have the will to agree to the contract subjectively, so he couldn't do it." Zhong Li said objectively.

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue and was about to change the subject.

He heard Suehiro Tiechang who was obediently blocking him in front of him suddenly said: "Mr. Dazai, from the current situation, the object of that 'wow poor' is not Zhongya-kun, but you."

The place was suddenly silent for a moment.

Tiaoye Caiju laughed with a "poof".

Zhongyuan Zhong also threw the spatula angrily, "Osamu Dazai! What nonsense are you talking about!!"

Can't be better! His relationship with this bad friend couldn't be better!

Dazai Osamu didn't expect Suehiro Tiechang to suddenly say something like this, grabbing the back of the man's neck and shaking: "Mr. Tiechang! Don't suddenly get enlightened at such a time! In case Zhongzhong also knows that I also said that he secretly I don't know how to send it out as a small gift for Mr. Zhongli!"

Tiaoye Caiju laughed louder.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped out directly from behind the counter and said with a blank face, "Duel, Dazai, I have endured you for a long time."

"Hey, don't fight casually, you don't want to see this school festival destroyed." Edogawa Ranpo, who had been eating melons for a long time, finally stood up and said while eating the remaining takoyaki, "Oranges Jun, you still have a competitive project here, why not just use that one?"

He was referring to the stamp collection activity sponsored by the student union. After successfully participating in the project at the designated booth that can collect stamps, you can get a stamp, which will be presented with a mysterious gift after collection.

"That's a really good suggestion." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his neck from side to side with a grin, and his cervical vertebra made a slight clicking sound with his movements, "Let's use this to decide the winner, Dazai."

"Oh, I'm so scared--does Chuya think I'd say that?" Osamu Dazai, who is now hanging, is extremely arrogant, "Come on Chuya, it's time to decide the winner! It's in the witness of Mr. Zhongli. Down!"

The two pushed and shoved away, along with Suehiro Tiechang, who was not in state, and Chono Caiju, who just wanted to watch the play.

Zhong Li turned his head to look at the other club members at the booth who were busy picking up the chef's work that had suddenly disappeared, and then looked at Mori Owai who was eating melons behind him.

"After Alice's meal is ready, Mr. Mori and I will find a chess club player to talk about a game, how about it?"

Mori Owai showed an embarrassed but polite smile: "...Can it be chess?"