At three o'clock in the afternoon, Didan Primary School was dismissed.

"See you tomorrow, Miyamoto."

"See you tomorrow."

Everyone left with their school bags on their backs.

Even if he has a proud personality and an extraordinary family background, he still needs to walk to and from school by himself during primary school.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you're a junior high school student or a high school student.

If it is a private aristocratic school, then from elementary school, everyone is picked up and dropped off by driver.

Miyamoto Ito was walking down the street with Daifuku in his arms, and walked in when he passed by a sporting goods store.

It didn't take long for me to walk out of the store with a new soccer ball in my arms.

"Although Zhuxing said that it was just a football, don't care, but you still need to pay him one, right?" While Aito was holding Daifuku in both hands, he was also carrying a soccer ball.

Step by step, we walked towards the way home.

This is true both between family and friends.

Feelings need to be maintained, and they can't be unscrupulous.

Toru Amuro has successfully joined Cafe Poirot, and he hasn't left work yet.

So when Aitto returned home, the first thing he did was put the football at the door, and then he opened the hidden elevator and went downstairs to the negative floor.

A small research room.

There are all kinds of research equipment in it.

On the wall next to it are two sets of protective white coats.

Daifuku jumped out of Aito's arms, re-enlarged himself, and stood next to a table with various research tools.

The cookie came out of the hat and jumped onto the table.

Miyamoto put on a white lab coat and a pair of protective research gloves on his black half-fingered hands.

I took off my sunglasses and put on protective glasses.

"Do it first...... What shape is the communicator made, the necklace communicator? He thought as he looked at the equipment around him.

Silver Bullet ......

Bullet?

"Daifuku, Cookie, what do you think of the bullet-shaped necklace?" Then questions were asked towards Daifuku and cookies.

The big bear nodded silently and praised him calmly and reliably.

The cookie also nodded quickly in support.

"In that case, let's make five silver bullets." The white-haired teenager smiled brightly.

The eyes are as clear as the clear sky.

He can copy all the weapons or other things he has ever seen, after all, if you buy it in the system mall, you need to spend emotional points, in order to save some emotional points, most of the time Ato will make it himself, as long as he buys the first one, Six Eyes can analyze all the data.

Even if some of them can't be done because of the current level of technology in the world, he understands the principle of those items.

Some items require a lot of parts, down to the exact numbers, and the current technology can't do that, so they can't be manufactured.

Unless he made the tools that made the parts first.

That's too much trouble, after all, those are big tools.

And......

It's too much beyond the current level of science and technology in the world.

It's dangerous to take it out.

He thought to himself as he watched the sparks spark between the friction of the tools.

……

Amuro returned to the house with the groceries he had just bought.

Stepping on the dot to come back before five o'clock, for fear that Avi Clear would be in the kitchen after five o'clock.

So the first thing I did when I entered the house was to observe that there was no one in the kitchen and whether anything in the kitchen had been touched.

Of course, the first thing he saw at the door was the shoes that Avi Clear was wearing when he went out today, and the brand new soccer ball that was set aside.

It seems that Avi Clear has returned.

Isn't it on the third floor now?

Or is it in the piano room?

Didn't hear the piano or violin, so ...... I guess it's on the third floor.

"Ivey." He shouted, but there was no response.

"Strange ......," he said, with a slightly strange expression.

The first few times he didn't need to shout, Aviclell himself would run down, why can't he see a figure today?

"Daifuku?" So Amuro shouted by another name.

There was no sound of heavy thumping footsteps.

The whole house is quiet, as if Amuro is the only one.

Wrong.

It's so wrong.

Where did Avi Clear go? Where did that mechanical bear Daifuku go?

Don't......

Was it a task accepted?

I don't think I'll come back with the smell of blood.

As he thought so, a wall below the stairs suddenly opened.

It opens to both sides like an elevator door.

Inside stood a white bear in a black coat and top hat.

The black reflective glass eyes stared at Amuro silently.

Actually...... Is there an elevator?

Is there a secret room downstairs?

"Welcome back, Brother Tou, I have a little thing to do now, if you are interested, you can come with Daifuku to take a look." The young man's voice came from nowhere, but it was still gentle and close.

Without hesitation, Toru Amuro put down the shopping bag in his hand, walked into the elevator, and stood side by side with Daifuku.

It doesn't even look like it's Daifuku High yet.

He looked away at the image reflected on the elevator wall.

I guess it's the reason why I wear a top hat like gin.

Otherwise, he and Daifuku should be about the same height.

As soon as the elevator door opens, you will be greeted by a corridor, which is not small, and can even be said to be a spacious corridor.

Amuro and Daifuku walked side by side, more than enough.

It looks like a research room or a hospital hallway.

At the end of the hallway was a small silver-white door.

Daifuku stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Amuro walked in after him.

For the first time, I saw a young man in a white coat and protective glasses standing behind the table, the machine in his hand flashing with electric light, and even sparks from time to time, as if he was making something.

Amuro walked into the room lightly, not making a sound, but observing the tools placed around him.

There's nothing special, it's just a few tools that most institutes have.

He was a little disappointed in his heart.

I thought I could see Avi Clear different, or a lab that was decades ahead of all the current labs.

He withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and refocused his gaze on the boy standing behind the desk.

looked at the other party's serious appearance and looked at the table in front of the other party.

Then I saw several, special, silver-gray bullets.

Some are like the color of Gin's hair.

This is...... Special bullets?

Is it the kind that explodes when you shoot it with a gun?

Or is there something else special about it?

He picked up a bullet and looked at it, and found some small holes at the end of the bullet.

Very tiny holes, like those in a headset.

The bullet has a small ring at the end that looks like it was used to string strings.

"It's done." Miyamoto said happily as he placed the last bullet next to the other four.

"What is this?" Seeing that the other party had done it, Amuro asked.

"Ah, this is a bullet-shaped communicator, oh, here's the thing......" The white-haired boy looked at Amuro and began to explain the reason without hesitation.

"So, you're going to get a detective agency with your new friends? Five elementary school students, recruiting an adult as an assistant? These are the props that you are responsible for doing and use as detectives? Amuro asked, grasping the key point.

"That's it, I'm serious about making friends!" The white-haired young man's smile was extraordinarily bright, and his eyes were shining, full of emotions that were about to praise me.

"Are there any other props to make?" Amuro asked after a moment of silence.

With communication equipment, you should still need weapons, right?

Evie Clear wouldn't have made that kind of lethal weapon for those elementary school students, right?

The kind of prisoners who meet them will die?

This is going to take those elementary school students directly on the path of murderers.

Amuro suddenly began to wonder if he was hurting the other elementary school students by letting Avi Clear befriend the other elementary school students.