Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

Morning at the Poirot Café.

Toru Amuro went to work as usual, and when he opened the door, he saw Azusa Enomoto who had arrived early.

"Good morning, Miss Azusa."

Toru Amuro walked to the staff area and took off his apron.

"Good morning, Amuro-kun." Enomoto Azusa waved. "By the way, the store manager is on leave today, so there are only two of us in the store again."

Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment: "Ask for leave..."

Toru Amuro knew about this matter. Yesterday's celebration banquet caused a big uproar. Although the Metropolitan Police Department's choice of that location was an unprovoked disaster, public opinion is now fermenting and is becoming very unfriendly to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Many people suspect that the fire was caused by someone who was resentful of the Metropolitan Police Department officers and decided to place a bomb there, causing the fire.

Everyone that night was implicated by the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department!

As soon as this statement was made, it was agreed by many netizens.

They sincerely believe that the Metropolitan Police Department needs to be held responsible for this fire!

Now the entire Metropolitan Police Department is busy again...

Amuro Toru guessed that Shirakawa asked for leave because of this matter.

"Ding--"

The shop door was pushed open and Wakita Kanenori walked in.

"Good morning, Mr. Wakita," Enomoto Azusa greeted him. "You're here so early today! We haven't prepared the ingredients yet. Why don't you order first and we'll bring it to you later?"

Wakita Kanenori smiled and sat down at the bar: "It's okay, you guys can do it. I came early today and the store hasn't opened yet."

"Ok."

Azusa Enomoto agreed with a smile and lowered her head to fiddle with the ingredients in her hands.

Amuro Toru glanced at Wakita Kanenori with some caution, and began to boil water silently.

"Hey, isn't Manager Shirakawa here today?" Wakita Kanenori suddenly asked.

"Our store manager has something to do today and has asked for leave." Azusa Enomoto answered without any defense.

"I see..." Wakita Kensuke nodded, but he didn't take the initiative to ask Shirakawa Akane what was going on. Instead, he changed the subject, speaking casually as if they were just chatting about gossip, "By the way, did you hear about the fire in the Mika restaurant building last night?"

Azusa Enomoto raised her head. "Huh? There's actually such a thing?"

Wakita Kanenori nodded: "That's right, Xiaozi, don't you know? A lot of news reports this morning."

Enomoto Azusa shook his head and answered honestly, "I don't know about this."

After staying up late to watch TV series yesterday and waking up in a hurry early this morning, Azusa Enomoto didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening in society.

She turned her head and looked at Amuro Toru: "Does Mr. Amuro know about this?"

Amuro Toru nodded: "I know."

After a pause, the blonde clerk's expression was somewhat gloating: "I heard that it was caused by those guys from the Metropolitan Police Department. If they don't investigate thoroughly this time, I'm afraid there will be big trouble."

Azusa Enomoto inexplicably felt that Toru Amuro's answer was a bit strange and sounded quite uncomfortable, as if he was waiting to see the Metropolitan Police Department make a fool of itself.

But Mr. Amuro is usually very decent and often helps the police solve cases. Azusa Enomoto suspected that he was overthinking it.

Wakita Kanenori glanced at Amuro Toru and snorted in his heart: This guy Bourbon doesn't seem to work hard on weekdays, but now he is just sitting there watching the Metropolitan Police Department's show.

So Wakita Kanenori deliberately retorted, "Amuro-kun, what you said is wrong. Those news are all rumors. The truth of the matter has not been announced yet. Aren't you being too gloating by saying that?"

Amuro Toru seemed to be choked by Wakita Kanenori's words and turned away somewhat angrily: "I just read what people said online. I didn't mean it that way myself."

After saying that, out of Wakita Kanenori's sight, the blonde clerk raised a sarcastic smile and said, "I'm going to the kitchen now. You two can chat slowly."

Then the blonde clerk walked into the kitchen.

Azusa Enomoto scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

What's wrong with Mr. Amuro today? He's talking so evilly. Has he been infected by the store manager? Does this happen every once in a while?

She smiled awkwardly at Wakita Kanenori and explained on behalf of Amuro Toru: "I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro usually respects the police officers and others, but he might not have woken up yet today."

Wakita Kanenori pulled the corners of his mouth and showed an understanding smile: "Yeah, I know."

Tsk tsk, Bourbon is usually quite good at pretending, and he fooled this poor girl around.

Ha ha.

As Azusa Enomoto prepared the ingredients for a sandwich for Kensuke Wakita, she muttered to herself, "The store manager must be helping solve this case. I wonder if Officer Hagiwara and the others will be affected by this..."

At the same time, in another corner of Tokyo, the store manager Shirakawa, whom Enomoto Azusa was concerned about, was squatting on the roof of a building, eating his breakfast while observing the situation in the building opposite through a telescope.

After struggling with Bai Chuanqiu all night, the system felt its data flow was a little exhausted. However, looking at the energetic host, it was curious: "Host, you haven't slept all night, aren't you really tired?"

What did Baichuanqiu do tonight?

Actually, I didn't do anything...

That is, after getting rid of two people, he then broke into the homes of three targets, leisurely rummaging through the owners' belongings and documents as if he were at home. He even helped one of the owners' wives expose her husband's infidelity, accidentally stabbed another target in the kidney, and stole all the other person's belongings. Before leaving, he kindly helped call the emergency number...

Oh yes, it seems that the host lit a cigarette before leaving and accidentally left it on the target person's bed... I hope the person is okay.

Bai Chuanqiu chewed the bread in his mouth and answered in his mind: "So you should get more rest and sleep more. When the critical moment comes, these daily accumulations will come in handy."

System: "Is that so... uh uh, is this correct?"

I feel that what the host said is unscientific!

Baichuan Qiu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Well, the system knows that it has been deceived by the host again.

Forget it, the system has given up struggling.

Anyway, since there is a host, it is always right to cling to the host.

Baichuan Qiu didn't care about the completely broken system. He suddenly stopped chewing the bread, picked up the telescope and carefully observed the opposite side.

Opposite is a very ordinary office building, with different floors leased to different companies. As a prime location in the city center, this building undoubtedly accommodates many companies and employees. It is now rush hour. From where Shirakawa Qiu is standing, he can clearly see many white-collar workers in uniform walking back and forth in the building opposite.

They were either walking in a hurry or sitting at their workstations to start working. The people passing by did not notice the peeping people in the distance at all, and were busy with their own things.

And in Baichuanqiu's lens, there is only one person——

A professional woman wearing high heels and dressed smartly.