Will you feel pity?

Chen Xing looked out the window. In the warm sunshine, the sparrows on the treetops were chirping, jumping happily, occasionally bowing their heads and pecking their feathers, leisurely and leisurely.

"No." He said.

"What?" Tomo Amuro was stunned at first, and immediately realized that he was answering his question just now.

--Not compassionate.

But why? He doesn't think he will misunderstand it.

Chen Xing said: "When you are at the end of your journey, use children or innocent people as bargaining chips. I really don't think I am nobler than him, but I can't forgive you."

Amuro came to the point of being transparent because Kevin Yoshino held the child hostage and threatened the safety of Azuko and others.

"You said it thoroughly." He smiled, and then asked casually: "If it were you, would you do this?"

Chen Xing shook his head.

"You just said that you are not that noble." Amuro Toru was puzzled.

"But it doesn't mean there is no bottom line." Chen Xing shrugged.

"...You always make sense." Amuro rolled his eyes.

Chen Xing smiled, then closed his eyes and said, "The end of the road is just a death."

Amuro raised his eyebrows and looked over. The other party looked calm and he was no longer planning to continue.

He inevitably became heavy because of these words. He said it to a little exaggeratedly, because of Chen Xing's vague sentence, Amuro Toru probably thought of countless possibilities in the future.

Anyway, it's not that optimistic.

"Thank you last night." Chen Xing said.

"What do you thank?" Tori Amuro didn't react for a moment.

“The power outage.”

"That's it, it's nothing, it's a waste of time." Tori Amuro waved his hand indifferently, as if it was a common thing to cut off power to an area. Even from his disapproval of the attitude, even if the entire Tokyo was out of power, it would be a pediatric department.

Chen Xing nodded and asked, "Don't you ask?"

"Can I ask?" Toru Amuro said in surprise.

"Of course, thanks to your help." Chen Xing acted generously, and it was indeed because of the convenience of power outage that he could do something and hide it from some people.

When Amuro heard this, he pretended to think about it and asked him why he had to cut off the power last night.

"And if it is Tokyo Sky Tower, wouldn't it be more convenient for Miss Suzuki? After all, it is the Suzuki consortium's industry."

Faced with his series of problems, Chen Xing just poured him a cup of black tea and gently pushed it over.

"What does it mean?" Amuro Toru thought that the action had a deep meaning, and immediately frowned and thought.

"Don't think too much, let you have tea." Chen Xing said.

Toru Amuro handed over a confused look.

I served tea without saying a word.

Toru Amuro immediately understood, and he didn't want to answer.

"Then you asked me just now?"

"Yes." Chen Xing said naturally: "But I didn't say I must answer."

"..." Amuro took a deep breath and drank tea.

Although he had already learned what happened last night through the relationship between the Metropolitan Police Department, he also inferred that the mysterious gunman who shot and injured Kevin Yoshino at a critical moment and saved Bell. It was Tu Fang's group of people in the tree tower, but he was still embarrassed and upset by this guy at this moment.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Chen Xing stopped joking and said, "It's saving people."

Anmuro looked up and the person opposite him staggered his eyes, and hot tea filled his face.

"Oh." He responded, not asking.

By chance, because James of FBI concealed the Japanese Police Department and did not disclose the first person to shoot Kevin Yoshino, Amuro subconsciously thought of the person who sniped as Chen Xun.

He ignored it again and passed by Hideichi Akai.

...

"Why does this guy sit here and drink with you every time I come?"

Kogoro Mouri looked at Amuro, who was smiling and harmless, in confusion, "Isn't he a waiter?"

"The boss is always polite to his subordinates. After I finish hygiene, I can still have a cup of coffee." Amuro said with a smile.

Conan, who was following the detective, smiled and said, if it were a different boss, he would have fired this casual guy long ago.

"Okay." After Maori Kogoro sat down, he coughed lightly, "Can I use your computer?"

"Of course." Chen Xing pushed the laptop over, "But uncle, why are you free to come here?"

Logically speaking, the detective on holidays should be very busy - busy watching horse racing, occasionally catching a mistress and earning some pocket money.

There are not many cases when I come to the coffee shop, let alone bringing a family. After all, I heard Conan tease me before, saying that the firm’s recent commissions were pitifully small.

Kogoro Mouri habitually wanted to light a cigarette, but when he thought that he was not at home, he held it back.

But before he could say it, Toru Amuro volunteered to raise his hand and guess.

Conan sat happily next to Chen Xing.

Instinctively, Chen Xing felt that he seemed to have something to say, but he didn't.

Tori Amuro said: "I guess Mr. Maori should have made an appointment with the client to meet here, right?"

"How do you know?" Kogoro Mouri said in surprise.

Amuro smiled confidently, "Realistically speaking, on noon on holidays, Mr. Maori, you are lazy and lazy. You are holding a horse racing newspaper in your hand. Even if you come to a coffee shop, you will read a fashion magazine on the table."

When Ran Maori heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the detective opposite him. She knew what kind of fashion magazines he liked to read the most.

"It's serious!" Kogoro Mouri hurriedly said, "Chenxun's magazines here are all serious, right?"

"Yes." Chen Xingren nodded with laughter.

Toru Amuro looked at Kogoro Mori and continued, "But today you were particularly shaved and your tie was neatly taken care of, looking like you were waiting for a guest, and I made an appointment with us in our coffee shop."

"Mr. Amuro is really amazing." Ran Mouri smiled.

Conan curled his lips, what's so great about this?

Tori Amuro raised his chin, "And to reason about it in more detail, this time was originally the live broadcast time of Okino Yoko's concert, but this guest made Mr. Maori not want to watch it at all. Come here in advance to wait. It should be a very important case, right?"

Chen Xing and Conan looked at each other and shook their heads tacitly. It seemed that the black-skinned boy had a one-sided understanding of the detective.

"Hmm?" Amuro was a little puzzled when he saw this.

But his doubts came up with an answer in the next second - Kogoro Mori, who had been fiddling with the computer, clapped his hands excitedly, skillfully took out the headscarf from his pocket and tied it to his forehead. While watching Yoko Okino who was singing and dancing on the computer screen, he screamed in excitement.

"Chong Chong Chong Duck~Yoko!"

"..." Amuro twitched through the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

Ran Maori touched his forehead and smiled awkwardly and politely: "He borrowed Chenxing's computer just to watch the live broadcast."
Chapter completed!