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

The days that followed were calm, but there were undercurrents.

Baichuan Qiu only needs to wait for the results and doesn't need to worry about this matter at all.

Matsuda Jinpei also lay in hiding, not trying to alert the enemy, but quietly waiting for Yoshikawa Ryo to lose his composure.

However, Conan's side was in full swing. Conan and Akai Shuichi uncovered Toru Amuro's identity as a public security officer, and Bourbon and Rye, who had always been at odds, sat down face to face and finally shook hands and made peace, deciding to work together against the organization.

——Of course, this is impossible.

Although Morobushi Kagemitsu had clarified the misunderstanding of that year, and Amuro Toru knew that Akai Shuichi was not a heartless person, he still had no interest in the FBI.

To be precise, he had no good impression of this FBI agent who came to his country without reporting, acted casually, and had an "arrogant" attitude.

This stems from the natural differences in stance and personality, and it is not possible to get closer simply by resolving misunderstandings.

But of course, Toru Amuro would not refuse to work with Shuichi Akai.

Shirakawa Qiu stayed in the coffee shop, with nothing to do, so he watched the red team "fighting endlessly" every day.

By the way, it is also accompanied by an incomplete script that the system has once again found.

This time, the system finally brought some useful information and told Shirakawa Akira about Akai Shuichi's experience and background in detail.

Including Akai Shuichi's family's "loving mother and filial son" and "friendly brother and respectful sister".

That relationship was so tiring that even Shirakawa Qiu was dizzy after hearing about it. He could only say sincerely afterwards: Although I am not interested, I hope they can meet each other sooner.

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Just when Baichuan Qiu thought that he could continue to live a leisurely life like this, until the gang came up with the result.

That day, two people walked into his coffee shop——

"Ah, what a hassle! Didn't we say we'd come today? They didn't even leave a door open for the office!"

A dark-skinned boy wearing a hat and a black-haired girl with a bow-tied ponytail walked in.

"There's nothing we can do about it! I didn't expect they would encounter a murder on the road—" the girl sighed.

"Hello, two cups of green tea."

The boy spoke with a thick Osaka accent.

"Okay." Amuro Toru agreed with a smile and began to prepare.

Baichuan Qiu turned his head.

"Eh? This look looks like Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha!" the system reminded.

"I know these two." Baichuanqiu replied.

After all, it was an early role, so he still had some impression of it.

How did they get here...

Shirakawa Qiu set his eyes on the backpack carried by Hattori Heiji.

The young man was carrying a bag on his back and holding a bag in each hand. He looked like he was preparing to go on a long journey with the girl next to him.

The bag on his back looks like a sword.

Of course, judging from the degree of the backpack's fall, it should be a bamboo sword used for training.

Hattori Heiji was still talking to Toyama Kazuha when he suddenly heard a clear voice.

"Are you two from Osaka? Are you here to see Detective Mori?"

The two looked over and found that the person speaking was a handsome young man with white hair wearing a white shirt.

"Yes." Hattori Heiji looked at the young man and asked, "Are you the owner of Poirot Cafe?"

"Yes."

Hattori Heiji was a little surprised.

The last time I came here, the manager of Poirot Café didn’t seem to be this person.

But it was obvious that the store manager was very gentle and spoke softly, so chatting with him did not make people feel awkward, but rather comfortable.

During the conversation, the favorability between Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha increased sharply.

When Maori and his crew came back after solving the murder case, the first thing they saw was a few people chatting happily.

"Why did you come just now?"

Hattori Heiji saw them and complained speechlessly.

Conan smiled and scratched his head: "Uncle Maori has encountered a case again!"

Maori Kogoro retorted: "I see, it's obvious that it's because of you, a little brat, that I always run into cases."

Conan blinked innocently.

Baichuan Qiu secretly complained: "Mr. Maori, you are right."

Everyone was laughing and joking, and at this moment, a customer at another table accidentally knocked over the coffee on the table.

"Hey!"

She exclaimed and stood up from her seat: "Sorry, sorry."

The brown coffee spilled all over the table, then dripped along the cracks onto the clean floor, making the scene a mess.

Seeing this scene, Baichuan Qiu's eyelids suddenly twitched.

——It was as if something suddenly piqued my nerves.

Seeing this, Enomoto Azusa hurried forward to get a rag, Amuro Toru quickly picked up a mop and prepared to clean the floor, while Shirakawa Akane——

He suddenly picked up the fruit knife on the table.

The originally calm and gentle white-haired young man suddenly raised a knife in one hand and covered his head with the other. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was filled with violence and anger. In front of everyone, he roared loudly: "Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why did you defile my territory!"

Everyone was stunned.

Hattori Heiji and his group, who were originally talking, all lost their voices, turned their heads in astonishment, and looked at the young man behind the bar in confusion.

Toru Amuro, who was mopping the floor, and Azusa Enomoto, who was wiping the table, also looked up in amazement.

"Hehehe, if you defile everything here, don't even think about leaving alive, hehehe——"

The white-haired young man was still outputting, opening his arms, leaning back, and making an action similar to that of a villain laughing towards the sky.

Then he began to swing the knife in his hand slightly, eager to try. At the same time, his mouth opened wildly, revealing sharp teeth. The madness in his eyes completely shattered his usual gentle image, making people feel inexplicably scared.

"Uh—" Yuanshan Heye asked uncertainly, "Xiaolan, was I hallucinating just now?"

Mao Lilan: "I think I'm hallucinating too."

Conan twitched his eyes: "Hattori, I don't just hear hallucinations, I also have hallucinations."

Hattori Heiji: "Me too..."

Maori Kogoro was stunned: "Shirakawa-kun... is this a ghost?"

Apart from this, I can't think of any other possibility...

Amuro Toru was the first to react. He strode forward and grabbed Shirakawa Akane before he rushed out of the bar with a knife in hand. He dragged him towards the kitchen: "Sorry, sorry, our manager likes to joke around sometimes. Haha, it's really funny—"

Everyone: "?"

Shirakawa Qiu also grabbed onto Amuro Toru, holding on to his last bit of rationality, and said with a weak breath: "Quick, take me away! The farther away from here, the better!"

Although he didn't know what was going on, Amuro Toru didn't dare to delay at all. He completely ignored Shirakawa Akane who was still struggling and dragged him away.

"Damn you! You will be my next target! Just wait, I will come back and kill you all~ Hehehehe——"

In full view of everyone, Shirakawa Akane was dragged away by Amuro Toru in a forced manner, and his neurotic laughter still lingered in everyone's ears.

Everyone:...

The cafe fell into a dead silence.

"Uh..." Enomoto Azusa was the first to break the silence. The smile on her face almost froze. She barely controlled her voice and explained politely but awkwardly, "Our store manager sometimes - uh, likes to play role-playing games!"

She opened her eyes sincerely, trying to restore the shattered image of the store manager: "Ha, ha, ha, interesting, isn't it."

Everyone:...

Look at you, you can’t even laugh anymore!

Facing the complex and deep gazes of the crowd, Azusa Enomoto's smile was about to break.

——Help!

——Why is it the store manager who is embarrassed, but I am the one who suffers social failure?

I really want to move out of the earth overnight!

Hattori Heiji tried hard to suppress the twitching of his mouth and whispered to Conan: "Your store manager... is quite interesting."

Conan: "...You'll get used to it."

Hattori Heiji:"……"

No, he couldn't get used to it!