"Wait a moment!"

Conan blocked the door, opened his arms and asked loudly: "If Uncle Kogoro is a prisoner, then what is his motivation for blowing up the summit venue?"

When Kogoro Maori heard this, he immediately roared, "Yes, what is my motive?"

Huomi Yuu is also like an ice cube, "This will be asked clearly during interrogation."

The police officer next to him understood and walked downstairs with Kogoro Mouri directly.

"Wait, dad!" Ran Mori shouted.

"Calm down, Xiaolan." Yuanzi pressed her arm and said seriously: "Now you can contact Kudo immediately..."

"I've contacted it!" Ran Mori covered his eyes and choked and repeated, "I've contacted it."

She held Yuanzi's shoulder and finally couldn't help crying.

This is the grievance of the person closest to you, the lover you trust and want to rely on the most but is not around you, and the complaints about yourself who can't do anything.

"How could this happen?" Yuanzi gently patted her back, "Why didn't that guy appear yet at this time?"

She will stand on her best friend's side at any time.

While comforting, he also quietly gestured to someone and signaled him to leave quickly - after all, it is a heartbreaking thing for a girl to cry, and it would be too embarrassing if she was still in front of the opposite sex.

I was so happy that I walked downstairs.

At the door, Conan stared blankly at his feet, feeling lost.

After a while, he looked angry and surpassed Chen Xing to go downstairs first, panting at the police's car far away.

Then, I saw a familiar figure walking out of the coffee shop.

Over there, Amuro Toru was taking out the garbage with a dustpan.

Chen Xing also saw it, and was a little surprised. At this time, he still had the time to go back to the store to clean it?

Conan looked calm and walked straight over.

Amuro's face was also covered with Band-Aids, as if he didn't feel the person coming, but he just kept silently shaking the dust in the dustpan.

"This person is a policeman, right?" Conan walked up to him and raised his cell phone.

The phone shows a photo of Hiroya Huomi who just took.

Amuro glanced at him, "I don't know this."

"Everything is injured, Mr. Amuro and Mr. Huine Mizuno." Conan sneered, "That is, you are there when the explosion!"

Chen Xing appeared beside Conan.

Amuro paused his hand, and the shadow of the man was cast in front of him with the afterglow of the sunset.

His eyes lowered, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Have you been to the summit site for security inspection?" Conan spoke very quickly and said loudly: "I guess it was because he noticed the possibility of an attack at that time, but if he let it go, the explosion would be treated as an accident, so he fabricated a suspect, right? As the police officer who is a police officer with Feng Jian, it is a piece of cake to forge files and fingerprints in the computer!"

Amuro Toru closed his broom and dustpan in his hand. He raised his head and did not look at Conan. His eyes and Chen Xing met, and he saw his calmness as always.

"You knew it long ago?" He subconsciously clenched his hand.

"What are you talking about?" Conan frowned.

He just saw Ran Maori sad, and was stimulated by her words. His strong self-blame made him focus on the fact that Kogoro Mouri was wronged. Therefore, he ignored the appearance of Chenxiong and forgot that he had always kept hidden from Tou Amuro and had already known his true identity.

Chen Xing nodded slightly, "I heard him say something before."

The color of Anmu's eyes became deeper, and the hands holding the broom were pressing hard, and the cyan blood vessels appeared and disappeared.

He didn't expect that the other party had already known the most about what he had hidden from him, and even pretended not to know in front of him. He couldn't tell what his mood was like at this moment. He was not entirely angry and a little frustrated.

--What's the point of pretending to be all day long!

Conan realized it later. He opened his mouth. After seeing Amuro's expression, he also knew that he had caused trouble. However, with Kogoro Mouri's experience, he persuaded himself to figure out the two in his heart.

At dusk, there were more and more cars and pedestrians on the road, and the headlights occasionally passed by.

At this embarrassing time, Yi Chenxiong's personality would take the initiative to walk away, but this time he did not look at Amuro Toru, as if he was waiting for his answer to what Conan said before.

But in fact, of course I care whether he would tell him his identity on this and tell Conan that Tuya Chenxun is "cognac".

Amuro was silent for a moment, his lips moved, and made a very light sound, as if he was ridiculing.

He turned around and walked to the coffee shop, "If there is no evidence, the police will not interfere in these matters."

He didn't make any excuses, his waist was still straight.

When he heard his words, Conan's thoughts that had just been chaotic suddenly gathered up and he was furious: "Why did you do this?"

"This is because I have something to protect even if I try my best to protect." Amuro's cold eyes were vaguely reflected on the glass door. He found the honor on it, and the two looked at each other in the light and shadow.

The wind chime rang, and Anmuro walked into the store.

Conan's shoulders collapsed and he was depressed.

But immediately, he took a deep breath, "This time, Mr. Amuro may be the enemy."

"You will help me, Chen Xing?" Conan's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Chen Xing nodded.

"Thank you." Conan laughed. At this time, he also needed comfort, because he did not comfort the person he loved, because he had no one to talk to.

...

Conan left, his steps heavy.

Chen Xing looked at his thin back, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the coffee shop.

Azusa Hiromoto was already packing up her things and was about to get off work. The store was cleaned very clean, and a waiter was rinsing the mug silently.

"Why are you following in?" he asked.

Chen Xing was a little confused, "This is my store."

It made a harsh sound when his fingers rubbed the cup. Amuroto fell into speechlessness and could not argue at all, because the bastard in front of him was right.

"Boss, I'll leave it to you next." Azusa Suzumo smiled and waved her hand, leaving with her bag.

Before the gust of wind chimes stopped, Amuro Tomo said expressionlessly: "Is it fun?"

Chen Xing sat down at the bar and looked over.

Toru Amuro paused the cup on the table, holding the bar with his hands, full of seriousness, "You should know that I know your identity."

The water from the faucet is not turned off, it's thrilling.

Chen Xing leaned forward and reached out to turn it off.

Amuro's heavy breathing almost sprayed on his face, and his increasingly unkind eyes, combined with the scratches and bandages on his face, made him look like a bad hair dye.

"I knew it from the beginning." Chen Xing said.

"So, you've been acting all the time?" Amuro Too said inexplicably.

"No." Chen Xing looked straight into his eyes.

If someone else faces the same question, they may answer "not all yes" or other explanations, but Chen Xing denies it with certainty.

He treated the other party as a friend, and had nothing to do with his identity.

Yamuro was stunned for a moment and didn't make a sound.

After a while, he spoke, "Since you knew I was a policeman, why didn't you tell the organization's people? You are very close to Absinthe, aren't you?"

Chen Xing smiled peacefully, "I have left the organization, and have you not told me about my identity?"

Seeing his smile, there were many things that Amuro had figured out before, such as the desire to speak when he saw himself on the Suzuki Express train.

He didn't ask any more questions.

"Coffee." He heard the person opposite him say this.

Amuro subconsciously looked over.
Chapter completed!