"Mountain Village Police Officer!"

Conan ran over directly, frightening the Yamamura fuck who was sanging.

“Where did you hear this song?”

"Huh?" Yamamura raised her chin and stretched out her finger to pick the police officer's ID half on her chest pocket.

On the opened ID, a rookie was in high spirits.

Conan's eyelids shook, and his tone became a little respectful, "Then why did you sing this song just now, Yamamura Police Officer?"

Yamamura Cao said: "This is the sound of a phone button coming from outside when I was just in the bathroom. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw the detective wearing glasses calling..."

Before he could finish his words, Conan quickly ran away from him.

"Eh?" Yamamura fucked her hips, "Irrecited."

"Maybe I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom." Chen Xing walked over and looked at the back that had disappeared from the corner.

"Well, you are the handsome guy with Suzuki Consortium shares." Yamamura's eyes lit up.

Although the two met only once, the case was solved, which left a lot of impression on him, especially when I heard from the Maori detective that this young man with outstanding appearance actually had such a prominent background.

Chen Xing didn't know how to talk, so he said, "Congratulations to the police officer in the Shancun for being promoted."

"Thank you, go have a few drinks together when you have time, or is it now?" Yamamura Cao was immediately moved, because the person in front of him was the first person to discover his identity change today. When the others saw him appearing here, they thought it was a small policeman from the countryside who came to see the world.

"Next time." Chen Xing declined, "You should still have a case to investigate."

"That's right, I almost forgot the case." Yamamura slapped his forehead.

"I said, don't take the minor, you guy." Kogoro Mouri walked over and stared at him with an unhappy look on his face.

"No, no," Yamamura said ashamed.

Chen Xing's eyes seemed to accidentally look at Officer Megu and others who were walking into the elevator. If he remembered correctly, the person surrounded by the middle was the policeman Kiyoshi Matsumoto.

...

"You said the people from that organization?" Chen Xing was not very surprised.

On the side, Conan was overly concerned about this and did not notice it. He just nodded and said, "That's right, I saw the Porsche 356a that he got on the gin."

"Do you see who it is?" Chen Xing asked.

"No." Conan said a little sorry: "If I found out earlier, I could catch up..."

"Maybe I should call an ambulance." Chen Xing said.

"...It's not so exaggerating." Conan choked, but he always asked a little, but he couldn't help saying: "I'm not that reckless, I know what to do and what not to do."

"Because we are friends, I don't want to see you have anything to do." Chen Xing said calmly.

Conan was stunned for a moment, then his tone softened, "Sorry, I was a little anxious just now."

"It's okay." Chen Xing said: "So they were involved in this search meeting?"

"Well, I suspect that the person who disguised himself as criminal was absinthe." Conan said with a heavy expression: "When I was waiting for the elevator, I transferred the results of the meeting to the boss to know, and then the Yamamura police officer heard the keys when entering the email."

"Indeed, if it were her disguise, the risk of exposure was very low." Chen Xing's tone was as normal.

When the meeting ended, he felt Belmode's aura - the person who went downstairs in the opposite direction.

Conan looked over and said seriously: "I think the series of events that happened this time must have some connection with the Dark Organization, so I also want to investigate this case."

Chen Xing was silent for a moment, "Do you need my help?"

"Just wait for your words." Conan smiled, "With you, as a big helper, even if you meet someone from that organization head-on..."

"Then forget it." Chen Xing accelerated.

"No." Conan hurriedly chased after him and promised repeatedly: "I will be careful and discuss dangerous things with you before doing them."

You will think. Chen Xing's lips moved and he held back his complaints.

"Are you going to tell Haibara about this?" he asked.

"If she knew, it would be just a worry." Conan shook his head and said, "We'd better come here for this kind of thing."

"good."

"Then tomorrow morning, I'll wait for you in the coffee shop."

"Why not today?"

"The Metropolitan Police Department just finished the meeting today, and those policemen will definitely go to the scene. If Uncle Maori is with us, there may be trouble."

"Are you still afraid of trouble?" Chen Xing was really surprised this time.

"..." Conan felt that he was connoted again.

...

After returning to the coffee shop, Chen Xing did not immediately ask Belmode.

Because he was worried that the other party was discussing something with Gin and others at this time, if he disturbed her rashly, he would blame himself.

At this time, he saw Amuro who was wiping the table.

Chen Xing thought about it and called out, "Tuo."

"..." Amuro Tomo.

He put down the rag, wiped his hands, muttered in his heart what the guy called him, and walked over.

"I remember you said before that in addition to mopping the floor, you are also good at reasoning?" Chen Xing asked.

"...I didn't say the first half, but I said the second half." Amuro rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Reasoning?" Chen Xing asked.

"Yes." Toru Amuro complained deeply about this bastard. Could it be that it was not reasoning or mopping the floor?

"That's right. I heard about a case today and I can't figure it out." Chen Xing said tentatively: "Why do you help me learn more?"

Amuro raised his eyebrows, and it was difficult to solve the problem that the boss who was wasting his time suddenly had a whim, or was it the deep-minded Cognac's test for him.

"I haven't learned reasoning systematically, I have only read a few novels about reasoning." He thought carefully: "So, I can only try it, and don't have too much hope."

"Then forget it." Chen Xing waved his hand, "You go mop the floor."

I was wiping the table! Amuro roared inside and said calmly: "If you are worried, it is better to say it out loud. Maybe I can help you."

"Sit." Chen Xingyi stretched out his hand.

Toru Amuro sat down obediently on the opposite side, and consciously poured himself a cup of black tea.

Chen Xing took a look. It was given to him by Belmode before, in order to make him drink less coffee in the future.

"The boss also tasted it. This tea is very good." Tori Amuro raised his hand and signaled, picked up the tea cup and smelled the fragrance of the tea, and took a sip of it comfortably.

Chen Xing looked at him expressionlessly.

Amuro reacted and quickly sat upright, "Tell me, what case?"

"Serial murder case." As he said that, Chen Xing briefly talked about the eavesdropping case.

Tomo Amuro kept listening, but it wasn't quiet. Occasionally, he would echo a few times, and he would hold his arms, touch his chin, and frown as if he was thinking seriously.

"It's a bit complicated." He pondered, pounding his palms for a while, his eyes brightened. "Is it because of a conflict in the game?"

"Oh?" Chen Xing signaled him to continue.

Amuro said confidently: "Eight people gathered together to play mahjong, which caused conflicts during their idle talk. Several people with bad brand names fought, and the one who was beaten the most was so angry that they killed the people one by one after another?"

Chen Xing was silent for a long time.

Toru Amuro looked like he was almost telling him the truth, with his eyebrows raised.

Chen Xing said: "You have been a waiter here."

"Is there any?" Amuro smiled as if he was praised, a little shy.

"You should be an assistant to the Maori Detective Office opposite." Chen Xing said.

"Ah, I'm afraid I can't help with this little skill." Amuro scratched his head, feeling a little regretful.

"..." Chen Xing.

Others think that your loss is a compliment, but you can't hear it. This is really boring.

He drank all the tea.

Opposite, Tomo Amuro kept holding back his laughter. This was the first time he had made this guy lose his grief. This feeling was really good, let alone this.

Then...

"Stop drinking, still drink tea at work?" Chen Xing glanced at him.

“…”

OK, you are the boss, you have the final say. Anmu went to wipe the table with breathable breath.
Chapter completed!