Since receiving the call from James yesterday, Shuichi Akai felt his heart beat faster and his heart strings trembled for the first time in a long time.

——Natafi, the name deep in his memory.

Before hearing the name from James, he once thought it was a imaginary memory.

Perhaps his years as an undercover agent in the organization were so difficult and gloomy that he imagined such a bright existence in his memory.

She broke into his life with a bright color that was incompatible with the hellish blackness, and then made a spectacular exit in an extremely tragic and dazzling way. She made such a colorful mark in his life that he could never forget her again.

But she seems to have never "existed" in this world.

No one has any memory of "her" except Akai Shuichi himself.

Until that day he received a call from James - a new member of the organization, codenamed Natafi.

She finally walked from his dream into reality.

James did not get any more identity information about "Natafi". He did not know his age, appearance or even his gender, but Akai Shuichi thought of Furukawa Kumisa almost at that moment.

The one Edogawa Conan mentioned was a suspected member of the organization.

Akai Shuichi sent a text message to Furukawa Kumisa without hesitation.

It didn't take much effort for them to set up today's "date". Akai Shuichi could feel that Miss Furukawa was somewhat "close" to him.

This closeness can be seen in the genuine joy in her eyes when he walked into the store.

Akai Shuichi was actually a little confused about her unprovoked closeness.

Neither members of the organization nor active criminal police officers should be so unprepared for strangers. There was no acquaintance between them, only a dramatic relationship, and her closeness to him was really unreasonable.

...You can't really be attracted to your skin.

"Ms. Furukawa, I've been waiting for a long time."

Furukawa Kumisa looked at the handsome handsome man in front of him and smiled generously: "No, it's okay. I arrived early."

Okiya Subaru called the waiter, ordered an ordinary cup of ao, and put down the menu.

Furukawa Kumisa looked at Subaru Okiya's movements and asked inquiringly: "Mr. Okiya doesn't like drinking coffee with milk?"

Akai Shuichi's hand paused slightly as he recalled his taste when he was an undercover agent of the organization "Morohoshidai". Morohoshidai was a native of the country, but he was used to drinking American style without sugar or milk.

So he slowly raised his head: "Ah, no, I usually like to drink mocha, and I will add an extra serving of syrup."

He smiled at Furukawa Kumisa and said, "I just want to try a different taste today."

Furukawa Kumisa nodded, and the topic naturally turned to the taste of food.

This Mr. Okiya seems to have a very sweet tooth. After ordering his coffee, he added a maple sugar pancake. The sticky and sweet syrup was poured down, which made Kumisa Furukawa, a person who doesn’t like sweets, get goosebumps.

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She couldn't help complaining to the system: "A tough man who is 1.85 meters tall but likes to eat sweet and greasy flavors. What kind of contrast is this?"

The system asked back: "The host, are you attracted by him?"

Furukawa Kumisa thought for a moment: "...It seems a bit?"

System:...It shouldn't ask this question.

Akai Shuichi, who was wearing cat skin, slowly took a sip of coffee and swallowed the cloying sweetness in his mouth without changing his expression - if it weren't for the fact that when he played "Morohoshi Dai", his taste was the same light version as his own,

He would never order so many sweets today.

...Tsk, so boring.

Although neither he nor Edogawa Conan has yet determined whether Furukawa Kumisa is a member of the organization, or whether he is the newly promoted Natafi.

But since she had passed messages with Bourbon in the coffee shop... she had to be on guard.

Akai Shuichi himself has long been on the wanted list within the organization. He has no doubt that all his information has been publicly circulated in the organization. So he must not take it lightly when facing this organization member who is suspected of having obtained a wine name.

...Although if he had to say it, he still felt that Furukawa Kumisa's behavior in the past two days was more like that of a police officer.

The two of them finished their meal quietly, during which they had a pleasant conversation. Both of them were knowledgeable people and could chat about any topic. In addition, the two of them guided each other carefully.

It was a pleasant meal.

After the meal, Subaru Okiya took out the insurance policy after the car crash and handed it to Kumisa Furukawa.

Furukawa Kumisa took a look and found that most of the damage insurance companies had compensated, leaving only a small part. For the assets held by her identity, it was not even a drop in the bucket.

She smiled very cheerfully: "Mr. Okiya, please give me an account number. I will call you later."

Okiya Subaru thought about it and didn't refuse. It wasn't that he was short of a small amount of money, but if he could get the other party's bank account, there might be a way to obtain some information.

Furukawa Kumisa put away the insurance policy and wiped his mouth: "I'm going to the mall to buy something later. Do you have any plans, Mr. Okiya?"

Okiya Subaru saw that the other party was just saying a casual courtesy, so he smiled understandingly: "Since I came to the coffee shop today, I brought my computer over, and I should be catching up on my report in the coffee shop later.

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Furukawa Kumi was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the other party had just said that he was a graduate student at Toto University.

So the two said goodbye happily, and Subaru Okiya smiled tenderly at the end and said: "Looking forward to meeting next time."

Furukawa Kumisa was slightly startled: "...System, is he teasing me?"

She had already walked out of the coffee shop, and the system considered the reply: "Honestly, host, don't you think your encounter feels like a novel?"

"ha?"

"An unexpected car crash led to a fateful encounter between the heroic policewoman and the gentle and elegant graduate student. The two talented and beautiful people..."

"Stop, stop, stop, if the beginning of this 'novel' hadn't been a collision of porcelain and a car, I would have complimented you."

"Why?"

Furukawa Kumisa clicked his tongue, secretly saying "bad luck", and said: "Have you forgotten that in the second world, when Akai Shuichi broke into the organization through me, the opportunity for us to meet was his car crash?"

"...It's true to say that."

"So it turns out that crashing a car can only create a bad relationship."

At the same time, Akai Shuichi, who was being complained about "bad luck" and "bad luck" by Furukawa Kumisa, was sitting in the cafe just now, typing on the computer in front of him.

But if someone looks carefully next to him, they will find that in the report document on his screen, where the cursor rests, the same few sentences are always being deleted or modified.

He picked up the coffee on the table and took a long sip, suppressing the sweet taste in his mouth. He stared at the computer screen, but his lips moved slightly and he asked a question like a mosquito.

"So, did boyya observe anything?"

The one who answered him was the little girl sitting at the table in the corner next to her - the same little girl that Furukawa Kumisa observed when he first entered the cafe without an adult.

She was clearly a cute little girl, but her voice was that of a boy: "Where's Mr. Akai? Did you find anything after talking to this Officer Furukawa?"

Akai Shuichi was silent for a moment: "It seems that we have reached the same conclusion."

——Furukawa Kumisa, at least judging from her performance today, she is just an ordinary normal person.

It's not an unexpected answer. A person who can get a good reputation in the organization will not be able to see through the disguised identity so easily.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Akai Shuichi's mind, and he paused: "Contact Bourbon."

In fact, they have had this idea from the beginning, but currently they and Bourbon only have a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship.

Except for certain agreed-upon cooperation, the other party has no obligation to answer their other questions, let alone share with them the intelligence he obtained while working as an undercover agent in the organization.

If they want to know Natafi's true identity from him, they need to have bargaining chips with him.

When he was thinking about what Bourbon would propose in exchange for chips this time, he saw the little girl at the table next to her lowering her head in thought, seemingly not paying attention to what he said.

"boyya?"

The little girl was slightly startled and quickly raised her head: "Ah, I heard it. Since Mr. Akai is willing to trade information with Bourbon, I will contact you on your behalf."

Akai Shuichi couldn't help but take a look at Edogawa Conan, but he couldn't see any expression on his face that was covered by a mask. He could only see his slightly complicated thoughts from the only real pupils.

But Akai Shuichi couldn't understand that complicated meaning.

He thought for a moment, "Why did boyya insist on coming today?"

Today was only the second meeting between him and the Furukawa police officer, and he had fully prepared that the other party would never reveal any information.

But even this seemingly insignificant meeting aroused Conan Edogawa's extraordinary attention, and he even changed his appearance as a little girl to find out what was going on.

The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing.

Akai Shuichi had no interest in getting to the bottom of things. He put down the coffee in his hand and simply changed the subject: "In that case, please ask Boyya to contact Bourbon on your behalf."

The little girl nodded, finished the drink on the table, got up and left the cafe.

Akai Shuichi looked at the empty seat opposite and frowned slightly.

This time the temptation did not produce any results. This was an expected result, but it did not mean that he was not disappointed.

But, even if she is Natafi...it doesn't prove that she is the person in his "dream".

Thinking of the bloody ending of that dream, he felt pain between his brows.

If she wasn't the one... No, if she was the one...

Edogawa Conan, who was walking on the way home, had the same dilemma as Akai Shuichi.
To be continued...