The bright moon hangs high.

"The reporter came to the Dongdu Tower in the port area tonight, where the Chinese Valentine's Day celebration is currently being held..."

In the picture on the TV, there are fireworks around the Dongdu Tower, crowded with people, and a lively ocean.

In front of the TV, Conan packed his backpack and called, "Okay, I understand. Let's make an appointment at the doctor's house at 4 o'clock. OK, I'll call Chen Xing. That's it, bye."

"It seems that there is still a flashlight that doesn't come with it." He shook his head and ran downstairs.

In the reception room on the second floor, Conan was flipping through the drawer under the moonlight outside the window. As soon as he found the flashlight, he heard a slight sound coming from the door.

"Who is it Sister Xiaolan?" He looked over.

But there was no reply, and the surroundings were so quiet that there were only rustling leaves outside the window.

"Uncle Maori should be playing mahjong, no one is here." Conan walked over with some confusion, opened the door and looked out.

There is no one in the stairwell upstairs and downstairs.

"Did I hear it wrong?" He felt that he was always nervous recently and became suspicious.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the man who should have existed in his dream, as frightening as a nightmare - Gin squat quietly in front of him, and the hem of the black windbreaker fell to the ground, like black blood flowing down.

Conan's pupils suddenly opened, and his silent fear enveloped his whole body, and he was speechless for a moment.

Gin suddenly reached out to cover his mouth and pressed him hard onto the door panel.

"Long time no see, Kudo Shinichi." He said jokingly: "No, I should call you Edogawa Conan now. I didn't expect you to be alive and become a little devil."

"It's really amazing, brother." Next to it, Vodka put his hands in his pockets and spoke coolly.

Gin grabbed Conan's face indifferently and lifted him up.

Conan was full of surprise, "Why, why is my identity exposed?"

At this moment, Mori Ran's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

Gin glanced at Vodka indifferently, the latter grinned, took out his pistol from his arms, and walked to the door.

"Look clearly, what kind of consequence will the people involved in you face?" Gin covered Conan's mouth, while her arms strangled his throat, deliberately letting him face the door.

"Conan, are you okay? Are you inside?" The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and the figures on the frosted glass gradually became clearer.

Vodka quietly aimed at the gun.

"Um..." Conan struggled desperately.

"I'm going in?" Ran Mori turned the door handle.

Gin smiled coldly, and the door opened amid the cruel sneer of vodka.

"Xiaolan!" Conan shouted.

The person on the bed sat up suddenly, sweating all over, and his pajamas were soaked.

Conan gasped and adapted to the darkness in the room in a daze. The familiar snoring sounds around him were clearly audible.

He swallowed in his throat and looked at it subconsciously. Kogoro Mouri was sleeping imaginatively. He was probably having a beautiful dream and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I actually had this kind of dream." Conan rubbed his eyebrows, and his throbbing heart slowly calmed down.

...

The next day.

Although it was just a dream, Conan was still a little uneasy. Even when he made an appointment with his children to go to the forest to catch beetles early in the morning, he was absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you? You look like you're worried." Haibara Ai asked.

"Is that right? Maybe I got up too early." Conan yawned.

Haibara Ai didn't believe it in his intuition, but when he saw that he had already pretended to be stupid, he didn't ask.

After returning from Mihua Forest, Conan originally wanted to go upstairs directly, but he happened to see the coffee shop not far away and the black Heiji in the parking area at the door.

After thinking about it, he walked over.

At that time, Chen Xing was trying desserts.

"How is it?" Toru Amuro grabbed his apron, a little nervous.

"The taste... is a bit chic." Chen Xing swallowed it reluctantly and quickly brought the water on the table to drink.

"Maybe I have not mastered the amount of matcha, and I have to continue to work hard," said Toru Amuro.

Chen Xing encouraged him to smile, but couldn't bear to hurt his enthusiasm.

Of course, he didn't know that Amuro's baking level was actually very good, but he just did it on purpose - it was a pleasant thing to stimulate his taste buds to a person with few expressions and words.

Conan, who was a little down, broke into the eyes of the two of them at this time.

"It seems to be the boss's friend." Amuro Toru glanced at him a few times and said casually.

Chen Xing nodded and looked at the elementary school student who was walking over, "Isn't this weekend? Why are you here?"

"Of course it's coffee." Conan climbed onto a chair and sat down.

Tori Amuro smiled with insight and said, "Good soon."

After he walked away, Conan said, "I had a nightmare last night."

He said briefly.

"Maybe you have been under too much pressure recently." Chen Xing said: "Besides, it's just a dream, which is the opposite of reality."

"Have you forgotten Haibara's dream? As long as you dream of something related to that organization, it will always be very accurate." Conan said solemnly.

"But you are not her." Chen Xing said: "Besides, they just fought with FBI some time ago and rescued Shui Wulianai. They probably won't be able to move so quickly."

Conan shook his head, "But I'm always worried."

"Is the school leaving too little homework?" Chen Xing said with a smile.

"..." Conan, what do you mean by comforting people?

"Your coffee." Amuro smiled and brought the coffee to him.

"Thank you." Conan did not forget to thank him.

Tori Amuro's attitude was very friendly, "You probably haven't seen me yet. I am a new waiter, called Tori Amuro."

"Hello, big brother." Conan was very polite, "My name is Conan Edogawa."

"He's a detective." Chen Xing said silently.

"Yes." Toru Amuro smiled very sunny, "Don't look at me like this, I actually understand a little bit of reasoning. We can communicate more when we have time."

Chen Xing glanced at him, "Why don't I know?"

"Hostiness." Amuro smiled, "You little detective, you should come to drink coffee often in the future, and I am very good at making cakes."

"Okay~" Conan smiled.

Toru Amuro knew that he was the child who stayed next to Kogoro Mouri. Although he was curious about his relationship with Casyuki and what happened to come early in the morning, he still consciously walked away after saying hello.

Now it’s enough to be familiar with one’s face, and it’s not time to go deeper.

Chen Xing glanced at him, but didn't care.

"Did you tell Haibara about this?" he asked.

"Of course not." Conan held his cheek, "If I told her, with her personality, she would either laugh at me or worry that the organization would come."

"So, you know that's the case, so why bother with me?" Chen Xing said: "When fighting them, they always passively fight each other. If they want to come, then wait."

"You are really optimistic." Conan curled his lips.

"Otherwise, can you still find Gin?" Chen Xing chuckled and said, "Even if you find him, are you planning to use anesthesia injection or kick him out with a football?"

"You'd better eat your cake!" Conan was even more uncomfortable with his mentality.

"You try it too."

"No, it's very unpalatable at first glance."

On the side, Amuro Toru, who was disliked by a primary school student, couldn't help but sneeze. While mopping the floor, he wondered who was talking about him again.
Chapter completed!