Chapter 136

When Kono Seiryoshi was optimistically thinking that camping tonight would be a good idea, Nakajima Atsushi came back with a horrified look on his face and brought back some bad news - an order for a gathering from the president.

He just said that he wanted to gather all members together to discuss something, but he didn't say what it was.

The emergency call from the port mafia could be a coincidence, but two emergencies happening at the same time are not so easy to fool.

After listening to the president's original words conveyed by Nakajima Atsushi, Dazai Osamu was silent for a while, and then asked quietly: "Did you say a specific time?"

"Mr. Kunikida told us to get there within half an hour," Nakajima Atsushi said with a bitter face, "Could it be that some white unicorn or black unicorn is coming to invade Yokohama again..."

Dazai Osamu said nothing, but held his chin as if thinking. However, at an angle that the younger generation did not notice, he frowned imperceptibly, and as his thoughts raced, he pressed his fingertips a little harder.

Kono Seiryoshi's attention was attracted by the sudden stronger touch. The moment his eyes met, the black-haired young man immediately lowered his eyebrows, looking depressed and fragile, and silently lip-synced.

Gong Ye Shengliang understood immediately and asked quietly: "Can I go with you?"

He perhaps, probably, almost, knew what the emergency was.

Dazai Osamu smiled as his plan was successful, and put his hands into his windbreaker pocket.

Immersed in worry about the future of Yokohama, Nakajima Atsushi suddenly said, "But can Mr. Dazai go now?" He asked nervously, "And what about Mr. Kono?"

Kono Seiyoshi: "It doesn't matter, work is more important."

Nakajima Atsushi was stunned: "But, but if we don't wash the glue, it will dry up, right?"

Gongye Shengliang hummed and said uncertainly: "I think I can persuade them with enthusiasm when the time comes."

Nakajima Atsushi: “……Huh?”

Dazai Osamu lowered his head to suppress his laughter, shaking his shoulders slightly.

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After a few simple inquiries on the way, Kono Seiyoshi has confirmed that this matter is related to the fusion of worlds. On the one hand, it is the butterfly effect caused by the fusion of different rules, and on the other hand, it is the condolences and congratulatory messages sent by old acquaintances for his resurrection (fraudulent corpse?).

Standing at the door of the detective agency, he estimated that the enthusiasm had almost influenced the glue, so he poked Dazai's arm to signal him to let go.

The latter sighed, and before letting go, he calculated seriously: "We agreed to stay until tomorrow morning, but only one hour has passed tonight, and you still owe me nine hours."

Kono Seiryoshi: “…Okay.”

Dazai Osamu obediently lowered his eyes, half-opened his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his voice: "Can I ask for double compensation for unilateral breach of contract?"

Kono Seiryo slowly typed a question mark: "Why not just say I'll refund you ten times the amount I paid?"

Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up: "Hey, is it okay?"

"……Can't!"

After a lot of trouble, he finally regained his freedom. Kono Seira quickly pushed Dazai Osamu, who was about to say something, into the conference room, and before closing the door, he did not forget to encourage him: "Keep working hard."

He did not want to disturb the detective agency meeting, so he smiled at the clerk and went to the reception room behind the screen.

Unexpectedly, there was a man squatting there playing with the cat.

Ranpo Edogawa, who is also a member of the company, didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He changed the snack in his hand to a chocolate daifuku. When he saw him, he said "hmm" and waved a cat toy as a greeting.

The cat playing with Ranpo Edogawa also looked familiar, with calico fur that was clean and tidy, and a pair of bright round eyes that turned towards him intelligently.

Looks like the cat you occasionally see in the offices of the Port Mafia.

Is it the same one...?

The calico cat's whiskers trembled and it meowed softly.

Edogawa Ranpo put down the cat toy and said, "There was a locator in the package I left behind. The teacher was a great help."

Gong Ye Shengliang felt a slight headache: "As expected."

Although he had no intention of taking the contents of the package from the beginning, if he left it in the store bathroom, Gin would probably become suspicious and come looking for him in less than ten minutes.

He clicked his tongue slightly, and observed the calico cat obsessed with licking its fur from a new perspective: "Helping a lot, doesn't it mean..."

"Teacher, I took the tracker with me for a walk," Edogawa Ranpo swallowed the Daifuku in two or three gulps and said vaguely, "The final destination is the police station."

"But it seems that this killer is not willing to surrender yet. He will find another opportunity to kidnap you in the future. Do you want to continue the commission?"

Kono Seiryoshi shook his head: "I will try to talk to him."

He wants to be a civilized and polite mafia, and use force if negotiations fail. Although he has no force, he can sway people.

Besides, Gin has left such a big Black Organization alone. What's the point of arresting him every day? Is the organization bankrupt and can't pay the salary?

Kono Seiryoshi was disappointed by the joke he had come up with.

After hearing his answer, Edogawa Ranpo tilted his head and said nothing more. Before he walked towards the meeting room, he suddenly remembered something: "I may receive a call from you later."

Kono Seiryoshi almost understood the detective's predictive reasoning ability, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."

After Edogawa left in a hurry, one person and one cat were left in the reception room.

Kono Seiryoshi squatted down and looked at the calico cat curiously.

The cat that can walk in the port mafia building is indeed not an ordinary creature. It can be safe and sound and alive and well under Gin's tracking. Does that mean Gin will show mercy to the little cat?

I imagined in my mind the scene of Black-faced Gin holding a scope and a cat holding a dried fish in its mouth looking at each other in bewilderment.

Kono Seiryoshi clenched his fists, pressed them to his lips, and coughed lightly, feeling like laughing.

The detective agency unexpectedly had a very complete range of cat supplies. He tore open a cod-flavored cat snack and thanked the calico cat earnestly, "Thank you for your hard work on the road."

The cat smelled the fragrance and wagged its tail happily. When it came over, it sniffed him tentatively. It was not in a hurry to lick his fingers, but tilted its head enthusiastically, wanting to rub his fingers.

When the cat actively stuck to him, Kono Seiryoshi was startled and his hands shook so much that he almost dropped the cat sticker.

"I'm sorry!" He took two steps back to keep his distance and apologized sincerely, "I can't feed you like before."

The calico cat was stunned, as if it could not believe that humans would regard it as such a ferocious beast, and it meowed twice anxiously.

"Thank you for your kindness," Kono Seiryoshi said with a little pain, clasping his hands together, "but I already have another kitten and I have to take responsibility for it."

Calico cat: ???

The rejected cat drooped its whiskers and seemed very sad. It walked away disappointedly without even looking at the cat food on the plate.

After being given a resentful look by the calico cat before it left, Kono Seiryoshi felt as if he had become a scumbag who cheated on others' feelings, and he covered his chest with deep guilt.

The beeping notification sound interrupted his guilt. Kono Seiryoshi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a video invitation jumping in the lower right corner of the notebook screen - it was from Sakaguchi Ango of the Special Power Agent Department.

He thought about it and agreed to the invitation.

The person on the other end didn't seem to expect to be connected so quickly. After seeing his face, Sakaguchi Ango's hand holding the frame of the camera trembled, and shock, excitement, guilt, sadness, and happiness flashed across his face in turn. In the end, he was so emotional that he almost burst into tears.

Compared to him, Kimino Seiryoshi's reaction was much simpler.

"Anwu-kun?" He was startled by the dark circles under the young man's eyes and didn't care about anything else. "Are you okay? You look so bad."

Sakaguchi Ango wiped his face and laughed twice: "It's only four days of pulling all-nighters."

Kono Seiyoshi: ...working overtime for four days and still being so optimistic and positive, what an admirable spirit!

This time, Sakaguchi Ango contacted him not from the perspective of the Special Powers Division.

At present, whether it is official agencies, illegal forces, or semi-black and semi-white organizations such as detective agencies, they have only recently discovered that the world has merged.

Logically, the abnormality should have appeared earlier, but the integration was too smooth, and only today did a very small number of people notice that something was wrong.

Supernatural powers are similar to urban legends, and now they are blended into the peaceful daily life and are not noticeable. The public's attention will not stay on the illusory legends for too long, and there are newer and more exciting things to attract the eye, so this fluctuation will calm down by itself in a short time.

Ango Sakaguchi sighed: "If we can live in a world without war, it would be a good thing for ordinary citizens."

Kono Seiryoshi quickly flipped through the latest news, his golden eyes sparkling with surprise: "It's amazing in every way."

On one side are the world-renowned detectives and the endless cases, and on the other side are the supernatural legends hidden in the darkness of the city... Although his original world could spit fire, why does he feel that this is the safest and most normal one?

Faced with a brand new world, he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.

According to a series of events after the fusion of the worlds, they continued for several hours, mixing business with idle chats. It seemed that Kono Seiryoshi heard the noise of the detective society meeting ending and everyone lowered their voices considerately.

The meeting ended only when Ango Sakaguchi was called away by his boss near dawn.

Gongye Shengliang closed his notebook and wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but he fell asleep on the sofa and was still groggy when he was woken up.

It was already bright outside, and he had been covered with a thin blanket at some point. As he slowly stood up, a corner of the blanket slipped off his shoulders.

A glass of water was handed to him. Gong Ye Shengliang said thank you vaguely and rubbed his eyes sleepily. "Is it time to go to work already?"

"It's just nine o'clock." Oda Sakunosuke naturally waited for him to finish drinking the water and then took the cup.

Thinking of the stalemate in the reception room, the red-haired man frowned slightly, "It's just that the person who came to pick you up seems to have arrived."

Kouno Seiryo suddenly came to his senses, "...So punctual."

Arriving just in time for work on a weekday, he truly deserves to be called the role model of a reliable worker, Kusabaki-senpai.

He perked up and folded up the thin blanket: "I'm going to wash my face first."

When Kono Seiryoshi introduced himself to the detective agency, he used the identity of "an ordinary clerk working for the boss of the consortium". The person who was responsible for picking him up today was Mr. Kusanagi, who was also the secretary of the Feng Ji Consortium.

Tetsuya Kusanagi is the vice chairman who has been following Kyoya Hibari since junior high school. He is the type of person who is ruthless but also speaks well, and is characterized by his iconic airplane head and a blade of grass in his mouth.

Thinking of Tetsuya Kusanagi's appearance and aura, Kono Seira and the Detective Agency kindly concluded: "He may look a little fierce, but he is actually a good-tempered, reliable and stable senior."

Oda Sakunosuke folded up the folded blanket, which still had some warm body temperature on it.

The hands that were clutching the blanket gradually exerted force, veins appeared, and a valley appeared between his brows.

...However, the weird and evil blue-haired man outside doesn't look like a "good-tempered" or "reliable and stable" person at all.