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

On the other side, Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was disguised as traveling, stood in front of a store in Haido Town and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Come to think of it, three years have passed and Zero's workplace has changed. He definitely won't work here anymore.

Now he couldn't get in touch with Zero by phone, and he couldn't find him in the places he used to stay. He couldn't risk using his previous contact information to contact Zero, lest he attract the attention of the organization or the police.

"Ugh."

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed.

Now it seems that I can only find the corresponding application of the key and then look for zero.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang gave up the idea of ​​continuing to wait and found a place to sit down and have lunch.

His lunch, of course, was the sandwich he had prepared yesterday.

Looking at the sandwich in his hand, Zhu Fujingguang was distracted for a moment, feeling a little nostalgic.

I remember that it was he who taught Zero how to make this sandwich, especially the ham inside, which was coated with mayonnaise and olive oil separately, and added with his secret sauce, making the whole sandwich taste very fresh and delicious. The processing of some lettuce and bread slices were all his own experience over the years.

Now that I think about it, Zero should have already finished his apprenticeship long ago...

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When Azusa Enomoto arrived at Poirot Café, Shirakawa Akane was the only one left in the shop.

Azusa Enomoto: "Good morning, Manager."

"Xiaozi, you're here."

Shirakawa Akane caught a glimpse of Enomoto Azusa out of the corner of his eye and greeted her casually.

Azusa Enomoto put down her messenger bag and said, "I think I saw Amuro-kun's car at the intersection just now..."

"Don't worry about them. This is Detective Mori's business again." Shirakawa Qiu waved his hand casually.

This is not the first or second time that Toru Amuro has been taken away by Kogoro Mori. Besides being angry, he has gotten used to it.

Azusa Enomoto blushed: "...Oh."

-

On a white Mazda.

Amuro Toru was driving the car, and Maori Kogoro said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Amuro, this is really an emergency, so I thought of borrowing your car."

Amuro Toru nodded: "It's okay, Mr. Maori, when it comes to matters of life and death, I will naturally help."

In the rear driver's seat, Ran Mouri and Conan were supporting a pregnant woman with worried looks on their faces.

It turned out that the pregnant woman came to Mouri Kogoro to do a commission. She gave Mouri Kogoro a large sum of money, hoping that he could help investigate her husband who had not liked to go home recently to see if he was cheating.

Unexpectedly, perhaps because she was too angry, or perhaps because the time had come, the pregnant woman suddenly covered her belly and wailed, and at the same time, amniotic fluid mixed with blood began to appear under her body.

This scared several people from the Maori Detective Agency.

It was Kogoro Mouri who reacted quickly and suggested not to hesitate and send the person to the hospital immediately.

However, it will take time for the ambulance to arrive, and the pregnant woman's condition will become more dangerous if she waits any longer.

So as soon as Toru Amuro, who had a car, arrived at the Poirot Café, he was pulled away by the anxious Kogoro Mori.

Originally, Kogoro Mouri just wanted to borrow the car, but Toru Amuro thought that human lives were at stake, and he had better driving skills and could drive faster, so he took the initiative to drive.

Sure enough, the Mazda was driving very fast, staying within the speed limit, and skillfully taking shortcuts to bypass traffic lights that required waiting. The journey that originally took more than 20 minutes was reduced to 10 minutes.

Only when the pregnant woman was put on the emergency delivery cart did everyone feel relieved.

Maori Kogoro sat on the bench and sighed: "I don't know how Miss Kujin is doing. I tried to contact her husband but couldn't get through."

Amuro Toru frowned.

Conan thought for a moment, "Miss Kujin was thinking about her husband's affairs... Now it seems that Miss Kujin's suspicions have been confirmed."

Mao Lilan bit her lip, very angry: "If that's the case, doesn't it mean..."

Miss Kujin's husband did cheat on her.

His lover was nine months pregnant, but he was out there spending money on wine and women and disappeared... He is such a scumbag.

"No, it's not a big deal if we can't get in touch with him. We also need the signature of the family members. We don't have the authority to act as an agent here." Maori Kogoro stood up and looked at the business card with "Fujii Technology Co., Ltd." and whispered, "Ms. Kujin gave me her business card. I'm going to their company to find him now."

The incident happened suddenly and he had no time to take care of the commission. He had to find the person first.

"Amuro, I need you to take me there again."

Amuro Toru nodded: "Okay."

So without stopping for a moment, the two of them rushed to Fujii Company.

On the way, Maori Kogoro touched his stomach and asked Amuro Toru in embarrassment: "Amuro-kun, is there anything to eat in your car? I left in such a hurry that I didn't eat much. Now that I'm hungry, I feel like I'm sweating all over."

Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, then handed the sandwich in the back seat to Maori Kogoro: "That's right, I have a sandwich here."

When Maori Kogoro saw the sandwich, his eyes lit up: "Thank you, Amuro-kun."

"You're welcome."

The car drove all the way to the company and found the corresponding person, and only then did Kogoro Mouri know the whole story.

It turns out that Miss Hisazu's husband did not cheat on her. On the contrary, for the sake of their unborn child, he and his team took on a big project. He has been staying in the studio almost every day recently, just to get more of the project's share and provide a better environment for his wife and child.

Knowing that his lover had given birth prematurely and was in the emergency room, Ichiro Kutsu was so scared that his hands and feet went limp. He was extremely anxious and immediately followed Kogoro Mori and Toru Amuro to the Beika Hospital.

Fortunately, Miss Hisatsu and her baby were not seriously injured. After being diagnosed in the emergency room, they were transferred to the delivery room. Now they are waiting for the contractions to reach the appropriate degree for the formal delivery.

Seeing her lover rushing over, a look of surprise appeared on Kutsuki Ai's face. Then Maori Kogoro quickly explained the reason. After resolving the misunderstanding, the couple hugged each other and reconciled.

The case was finally concluded without any major incidents, and everyone was happy.

Seeing that there was nothing for him to do, Toru Amuro also prepared to go back.

However, before he left, Maori Kogoro casually praised him: "Amuro's sandwiches today are more delicious than before. Thank you for what you did today."

Amuro Toru's pace suddenly stopped.

"What, what?" The smile on Toru Amuro's face slowly froze, like a robot suddenly stuck, which was inexplicably creepy.

Maori Kogoro was stunned for a moment, a little bewildered: "I said, thank you Amuro-kun, I will remind Mr. Kujin to send the money for the car wash when the time comes, don't worry."

Amuro Toru shook his head: "No, Mr. Maori..."

He stared at Maori Kogoro and said in a dry voice, "Teacher Maori, don't you think today's sandwich is a little different from usual?"

Maori Kogoro: "Huh?"

Seeing Amuro Toru's serious face, Maori Kogoro couldn't help but become serious too. He held his chin and thought seriously, and clicked his lips, as if savoring the taste: "Well, it seems there is no difference, right? But I feel that Amuro's cooking skills are good today. It is more delicious than before."

Toru Amuro couldn't help but tremble.

Maori Kogoro: “?”

Amuro Toru was silent for a long time, so silent that even Maori Kogoro felt a little confused and uneasy. Finally, he said in a hoarse voice: "The sandwich that Maori teacher ate today was not made by me."

"Eh?"

Maori Kogoro was surprised: "But that's clearly..."

"But I think... I kind of know."

The blond young man lowered his eyes, his gray-purple eyes filled with relief and gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Maori."