"Take one million to the police?"

The next day, Amuro Toru was a little surprised at the coffee shop. This was not the style of detective Maori.

Azusa Komoto smiled and said, "I think it must be because of the boss and Miss Xiaolan."

Chen Xing nodded, "It's Xiaolan."

Distinguish right from wrong and always maintain a correct view. Perhaps this is why Ran Maori was called Angel by Belmode.

"It's a pity, if something happened to happen yesterday, I would have wanted to see what Detective Maori had at that time." Toru Amuro touched his chin with some malicious intentions.

Chen Xing glanced at him, "That sushi is reasonable. If you have time, you can go and sit."

"Since it was recommended by the boss, you can consider it." Amuro smiled.

From his expression, Chen Yuki judged that he probably didn't know that the organized people had come to him. Of course, he was only in the doubtful stage of his identity as Weida.

The weather outside was very good, so he looked out the window and got up.

"Is the boss going out?" asked Tomo Amuro.

"Go out for a walk," said Chen Xing.

It was a whim. After all, he could sit all day long in the past, or maybe because he couldn't contact Belmode, his mood was no longer as peaceful as before and he couldn't sit still.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" asked Tomoto Amuro.

Chen Xing naturally refused this, and there were too many excuses for the waiter to skip work.

Seeing him leaving leisurely, Amuro Toru felt more and more that he had something to do in his heart.

"What are you staring at the boss?" Azusa Suzumoto walked over.

Toru Amuro asked, "Do you feel like something is hidden in your boss's heart?"

"You just saw it? It seems that there is something hidden in his heart." Azusa Komoto said seriously: "Although it seems that it doesn't matter to anything, in fact no one knows what he is thinking."

Toru Amuro looked at her in surprise, obviously not expecting that she had such an understanding of Tuya Kexiao.

"The one who understands a person the most is always the opposite sex." Azusa Hiromoto pointed to her eyes and walked away with her chin raised.

Amuro tilted his head, feeling something was right.

Similarly, he had some vague guesses that the only one who could make Tu Fangchen feel distressed was probably the only one.

Maybe the two had a conflict?

...

On the other side.

The wind is gentle, and the afternoon sun is just right and not so dazzling.

Chen Xing walked on the street, aimless, and followed the crowd, subconsciously took the bus, and there were several lines in one turn.

He didn't know what he was going to do, he just wanted to let go of himself, and he didn't think about anything, and would stop wherever he went.

Sometimes people will do this. When they don’t know whether they are worried or want to escape, they will always find an emotional hole for themselves and stay there, as if they are self-healing and it will be better after a while.

After that, he was the normal person who was the most ordinary person in the eyes of others.

Chen Xing was trapped in the seat. As the bus occasionally bumped, his head would gently hit the window and shaking, as if everything was slow. There was no need to think or deliberately hide. He smelled the wind passing by the window, and his ears were chatting and laughter from strangers. Many noises made people feel very quiet.

He closed his eyes and changed to an environment where he could calm down by meditation, but he suddenly fell asleep.

Until, there was a chirping sound around me.

"Is it Brother Chenxing?"

"Hey, he actually fell asleep."

"This is the first time I've seen him sleeping."

The familiar voice, tender and kind smile.

Someone tentatively reached out his hand, and a little more shadow appeared in front of his closed eyes, covering the not-so-strong sunlight at this moment. His eyelashes trembled subconsciously, not because he was premonition of danger coming, but because he wanted to open his eyes and look at the other person.

After taking a break, her eyes, which were somewhat confused, reflected a cautious figure with her lips pursed. Her expression was short and panicked. Maybe she didn't expect him to open his eyes and even see her.

Haibara Ai retracted his hand like an electric shock, gently twisting his fingertips while hiding behind him.

Chen Xing saw the few people in front of him clearly.

Children from the Youth Detective Group, as well as long-haired women wearing green dresses and jeans.

The other party was wearing a pair of large square glasses. Although he had makeup on his face, he should not be young, but very clean. When she looked at you without expression, she still felt a little natural and ignorant, like the peace of mind after the years were settled, without any disagreement, and also made people feel intimate.

"You..." Chen Xing spoke, his voice a little hoarse and lacking water after sleeping for a long time.

"I said, how long have you been sleeping?" Conan curled his lips.

Aizu Haibara took out a bottle of water from his schoolbag and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Chen Xing thanked him and took it.

"Do you know each other?" Rumi Wakasa seemed curious.

"He is Brother Chen Xing, who runs a coffee shop, and he is a good friend to us." Mitsuhiko introduced with a smile.

"I am the support president of our Youth Detective Group!" Yuan Tai, the leader of the group, gave up his hips.

Chen Xing glanced at him without squirting his face.

"So amazing." Wakasaru Mimi smiled.

Ayumi did not forget to introduce her, "She is Wakasa who solved the case together as we said last time."

"I didn't actually help with the last case." Rumi Wakasa said embarrassedly, then stretched out her hand to Shinyuki, "Hello, my name is Rukisa. I am the children's deputy head teacher."

She looked shy and didn't even straighten her hands.

"Tu Fangchenxing." Chenxing's eyes were quiet and he reached out to hold her.

There was no special feeling. Whether it was perception or handshake at once, I was so surprised that I didn't feel any danger. It was not like the abnormality I had when I heard the other person's name.

But he no longer felt that it was his illusion, because when the other party stood in front of him, although it looked ordinary, his vague sense of familiarity could not deceive people. Even if he searched all his memories, he could not remember when and where he had seen her.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was silent, Ai Haibara said curiously.

"Nothing." Chen Xing rubbed his neck, "I've been sitting for too long, and it's a little sore."

"I think I've been sleeping for too long." Conan was used to picking on the tricks.

Chen Xing reached out and patted the back of the boy's head, which looked like an elder playing with a naughty child.

Conan endured the pain and smiled reluctantly.

"By the way, where are you going if you don't go home?" Chen Xing asked.

Ayumi and the other two immediately reported their itinerary - probably when rehearsing Ikkyu's stage play at school, Ruomi Wakasa accidentally sprinkled the black water from the brush on the props, dirtying the screen with the tiger. The painting was exactly what she painted, so they and their group planned to go to her house to draw another one.

"Teacher Wakasa can still draw?" Chen Xing looked over.

"Actually, the painting is not very good." Rumi Wakasa did not look at him, as if she was not good at socializing when talking to strangers.
Chapter completed!