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The Armed Detective Agency
It was unusually calm that day, Ranpo and Yosano were talking by Ranpo’s desk, Kunikida was looking through his plans for the future - he liked planning ahead- the president was in his office as usual and Atsushi had taken the kids out to get food. Despite the calmness that day there were two things very wrong, Dazai had shown up on time and was quietly lying on the sofa staring up at the ceiling. That was the first thing the detectives should have noted and they did Kunikida just chalked it up to Dazai being dramatic, Yosano -having access to Dazai's medical files- assumed it was a failed attempt, and Ranpo just didn't care, since he thought he already knew what was wrong.
Suddenly a woman comes in nervously knocking on the door as she enters. Yosano straightens up from Ranpo’s desk and moves to greet the lady, but before she gets even halfway across the room Dazai has already greeted the lady “welcome to the Armed Detective Agency how can we help you Ms.-” . Dazai seemed to take a pause realizing that he didn’t actually know this ladies last name. “Uhm- my name is Ingrid Andersen” the lady took a pause to look around the office before continueing “i would like to request an investigation into my father Hans Christian Andersens murder, if that would be possible” It was here that Kunikida decided to step in before letting Dazai offer this foreigner to accompany him in double suicide. “If you would be kind to follow me Ms. Andersen, then you could give us some details on your fathers murder and we will follow up on them” the lady now identified as Ingrid gave a nervous chuckle before following Kunikida into the meeting room.
Kunikida sat across from Ingrid as Dazai stood behind him leaning against the wall. “Now Ms. Andersen, could you tell us a bit about your dads murder?” Kunikida questioned ever man to follow protocol. “He was a member of the European Ability Association, he was sent to Japan by the association to investigate the Port Mafia.” Dazai shifted a bit when this information was revealed, Kunikida didn’t seem to notice but their client Ingrid did. Noting the shift in Dazai she quieted. “What did he find that got him killed?” Dazai questioned, standing from the wall. “He would never really mention stuff, but before he died a couple years back he started talking about a duo, apparently it was two teenagers who terrorized and ruled the Port Mafia” Kunikida was furiously writing every single thing Ingrid said down. “A few days before he was murdered he mentioned that one of these teenagers who was set to inherit the title of boss, he was planning on pulling out of the operation the day before this could happen. Sadly he was murdered by the teenagers the day before he was leaving. They found out that he was a spy, and tortured him for three days before ending him.” Dazai didn’t seem fazed at this information, he seemed rather proud? Ingrid noted this expression and before she could mention it Kunikida started talking. “If this happened a few years ago why are you reporting it now?” Kunikida looked up from his paper at Ingrid when he asked this, and then continued. “And what did you say this duo was called?” Dazai tilted his head slightly, still looking directly at Ingrid. “I decided to report it to you because recently weird stuff has been happening at my house, the same stuff was happening to my dad before he was killed. And the name of the duo is Double Black.”
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Somewhere else in Yokohama
A phone can be heard ringing though it is quickly silenced and replaced by the sound of chattering. “Hello boss, to what do I owe the pleasure?” The person who picked up the phone is speaking in a laid back manner, sounding as if they are very pleased with themselves. As they look out the window surveying the city the person on the other end answers with a scoff before continuing. “That pathetic girl has gone blabbering her mouth to the agency, I told you we shouldn't have messed with her” the person on the other side of the line complained. “Oh I’m sure it will be fine” the person holding the phone answered before swishing their drink around in their glass before putting it down and continuing. “Besides, those detectives aren’t smart enough to connect the dots.” They said as they stretched their legs before continuing to stand up. “The person on the other line scoffs before counter attacking. “That lady has enough information to blow this whole thing, in the meeting tomorrow you will announce the removal of any and all field agents. I will know if you don’t Rintaro.” Rintaro sighs in defeat, as he is striding towards the window before stopping right in front of the glass. “You may have what you wish for, but are you sure that the field agents are able to leave?” Rintaro questioned his voice, spiking at the last word. “Ah- see that is your job Rintaro, i vaguely remember your contract saying something like ‘all agents dispatched shall be trained to NOT develop attachments with anyone’ so are you saying that you have failed?” The voice from the phone says menacingly. “Off course not sir, i shall have them ready to leave by Monday" Rintaro agreed admitting his defeat. “good” the voice answered before hanging up.
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Later that same day
“You won’t believe what one of the clients claimed today!” A deep voice was heard, the body of said voice was lying on a sofa, his legs dangling over the edge. “I’m sure I’ll believe you” a man responded from another room, he sounded tense. “Oh dear why is my darling so tense?” The man on the sofa questioned, with seemingly fake enthusiasm. “I am tense because you lost your fucking keys again, do you have any idea how many times I’ve had to replace them?” The tense guy responded through gritted teeth. “Oh calm down chu chu, I’ve only lost them ten times.”
The man on the sofa sat up and stretched his arms over his head. “This client claimed that soukoku killed her dad!” He said exaggerated, “I don’t remember her though, so now we’re hunting a faker!” “What was her name?” Chu chu(?) asked, his body was now relaxed. “Anderson, or Andersen or something, not quite sure” was the only response he got. This was not the right response judging by chu chu’s reaction.
“YOU FUCKING IDIOT, WE FUCKING KILLED THAT GUY THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T REMEMBER!?” Chu chu scream as he stormed towards the sofa and grabbed the other by the collar. “Please tell me you didn’t take the case?” He said dragging his free hand over his face. “Ups” was the only response he got, before he slammed the other into the sofa, turned on his heel and left.