The red side is always blocking my dog ​​leash

Conan lowered his glasses and quickly recovered from the shock in his heart. He ran over and grabbed the corner of Toru Amuro's clothes, showing a child's innocent expression: "That... the teacher said that it is wrong to touch girls, Brother Amuro let go of Big Sister first."

He doesn't know the specifics, but this scene looks really misleading. The adult male looks down from a high position, has a huge disparity in body shape, can easily control it with one hand, and the woman trapped in a small space has a powerless posture. , Anyone who reads it feels that this is when a crime is in progress.

Conan originally thought that the woman's unrequited love failed, and he was afraid of becoming a criminal reserve. Unexpectedly, when the camera turned, the intended victim directly pushed him against the wall, and the girl looked like he didn't know him.

strangeness……

The detective smells a puzzle.

The black-haired woman opened her eyes, and because her face was fixed, she could only turn her eyes as hard as she could, barely seeing the top of Conan's hair, "Yes, yes, let me go, I'm really not the one you're looking for .”

He felt that he was really at a loss.

When he received a new job, he faintly felt something was wrong.But after thinking about it, Gin said he was staring at Bourbon anyway, but he didn't say how to stare at it. He was staring at it secretly, so he came to Mihua Town just like that.

He knew about Toru Amuro's move. In fact, although the two of them had never met, it was not that they had no contact at all...although it was only a few notes.

Mr. A would avoid everyone’s eyes and ears to see cats from time to time, and then he changed to cats and dogs. After leaving a note for the first time, he would occasionally see an Amuro when he slipped in again. The notes that Tou left for him ranged from a few short words to several long ones. Sometimes he would write back, sometimes not.

Just like writing and exchanging letters in the last century, without the immediacy of modern online communication, it often takes ten days and a half months to get a reply to a question. I feel bad every time I look at the pages stuck in the book.

But the next time I saw the familiar handwriting, I couldn't restrain the joy in my heart, and when I realized it, I wrote it myself.

The main reason he came to the coffee shop this time was not to see people.Although it is true that he has such thoughts, Mr. A is not the type who will be driven by pure emotion, and he also has a serious business to show up this time.

If he had known that he would be caught, he would never have come.

The hair is a wig, and the face is also disguised. If you pull it, it will reveal your secrets, so when he realized that he was discovered, he immediately covered himself with a real one. He thought that the other party would soon realize that he had admitted the wrong person, but he did not expect This guy touched his face with his hand, but he didn't want to give it a good time.

As if 100% certain.

Mr. A himself can't tell the other party that you are talking about me, this is a real shame, what is the difference between that and yelling that he has a problem?

It's obviously not a good idea to continue pretending to be an ordinary girl, but there is no other way.

Toru Amuro was silent for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand, took half a step back, and said in a low voice, "I won't mistake you."

The woman was obviously stuck, and her erratic gaze showed her inner guilt: "You have identified the wrong person." She said dryly, "Can you let me go?"

Amuro Toru probably wouldn't really want to have an emotional drama with him... right...

Conan's eyes traveled between the two, and it was certain that they must know each other.

But the woman tried her best to deny this fact. Amuro Toru's current appearance is completely different from the usual gentle and sunny handsome guy. His gaze seems to cut open the other person to see something, very penetrating, with a slightly downward lip line , tense facial muscles that he is suppressing feelings.

And the way the girls in the store looked at Toru Amuro...

This?

It feels like a complicated relationship.

Conan tactfully did not point out this point. Although his emotional intelligence is average, he can still read the basics. This is obviously a matter between the other two, and it is not something that others can easily intervene.

The young man lowered his head, the shadow cast by the blond hair covered his eyes, and soon he raised his face again, his purple-gray eyes were slightly darkened in the evening light, and there was a small piece of calm sea in them, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. Laugh, "I see. You go."

He keeps all his emotions under control, but those who see him are still aware of his sadness.

Mr. A didn't dare to look directly at his face, so he could only lower his head and hurriedly pass him by. When he reached the first corner, he still couldn't help but look back.

The man was facing sideways, not as straight and straight as he remembered. He slightly hooked his back, as if he was overwhelmed. The setting sun drew a shallow outline around him, leaving a lonely silhouette.

Mr. A: ...

It was the first time for Conan to see Toru Amuro like this. He hesitated and was about to say a few words of comfort. Before he could speak, the other party straightened his back again. The feeling of loneliness was swept away, and the melancholy temperament just now was gone.

he?

"Brother Amuro..." Conan's mood was indescribable.

Toru Amuro was at the same height as him, and smiled slightly: "This is also a necessary strategy. Pressing blindly will only make the opponent more resistant, so you must make proper use of your own advantages."

That is to play poor.

Mr. A also knows that he is pretending, but he still has the guilt that he should have, because this is a conspiracy.

Toru Amuro smiled brightly: "Maybe Conan-kun will be useful too."

Mao Lilan, who knows the truth, is not very easy to coax, but after all, he has lied to others for so long, so he deserves to suffer a little bit.

Conan still didn't know what he was going to face in the future. He twitched the corner of his mouth, but still couldn't hold back his inner curiosity: "Brother Amuro likes that big sister very much, right? But she stayed in the store for a long time, and Brother Amuro has been concentrating on his work. Did you not notice?"

There is no cover on the other party's face. If ordinary people are busy with work, they may not notice it.

But Toru Amuro is a detective, and he is a very powerful one. It is impossible not to notice it with his keen observation ability.

"Well... because that look is really inconspicuous." Toru Amuro has always deliberately observed the guests coming and going, but after all, there are too many people, and when he is really unable to do his best, he will find that the other party is thanks to that extremely ordinary face.

Because it is too non-existent, once you notice it, it looks very suspicious, and it is still a woman.

Toru Amuro guessed that the other party would deliberately make a contrast in a certain aspect in order to confuse him. Last time Mr. A disguised himself as a man with a strong body and a rough voice. among.

"Unremarkable?" Conan condemned, "Although the appearance of the eldest sister is indeed very ordinary, but the appearance of the person I like should not be described as inconspicuous in my opinion, right? Brother Amuro really likes the appearance of the eldest sister ?"

"Well... not all, adults have complicated feelings. So I envy children like you."

"Eh--"

"Speaking of which, why did Conan come out with me?" Toru Amuro sighed softly, "It's obviously a rare meeting, but it's cute to pretend that you don't know me, I thought we could chat for a while longer."

Conan smiled with guilt: "Because Brother Amuro's behavior is abnormal...I'm sorry..."

The common problem of detectives is that they like to get to the bottom of things.

"Well, forgive you, anyway, we will meet again soon." Toru Amuro straightened up, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Although seeing words like meeting each other is also a kind of romance, seeing the handwriting on the note left by the other party.

It's like meeting the present and the past, but if you can choose, of course it's better to communicate face to face. Romance can be fun, but it can't be regarded as life.

"It's time to go back."

Opening the door of the coffee shop, the busy Azusa Enomoto looked over immediately: "Mr. Amuro, you are back!"

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Xiaozi."

Toru Amuro stepped forward to take over the work, but she refused, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll do it. Compared to this, Mr. Amuro took a quick look at the shelf over there. It was just now when he was clearing the table, he pressed it under a customer's cup. This is a letter for you!"

"Huh? A letter for me?" He took the envelope off the shelf, which was rare.

After all, the guests who come here are basically purely admiring the handsome guy, and almost none of them really intend to make a move. It is no wonder that Azusa Enomoto is more excited.

Toru Amuro originally planned to put it away first and take it home before talking, but changed his mind when he saw the writing on the envelope.

He opened the letter and wrote a few lines of encrypted sentences in familiar handwriting. After simple combination, it became a reminder.

Bourbon's recent performance has been too conspicuous.

Mr. A doesn't know if it is the influence caused by himself, the current level of Toru Amuro is much higher than that in the original book.Although it has not yet reached the level of gin, it is still a proper central figure.

He wouldn't think it was his own fault, so it could only be attributed to Amuro Toru himself. The missions taken by the other party rarely fail, and they often bring unplanned gains to the organization. His intelligence network is even more unfathomable.

From Mr. A's point of view, Bourbon, a colleague, can only praise the king of volume.Apart from the active wife, he couldn't find a trace of suspicion. If the system hadn't repeatedly confirmed that this was a normal world line, he would have doubted that this Bourbon was really black.

Rum, a suspicious person, unexpectedly trusted him.

Such a powerful figure will naturally attract the attention of the higher-ups. Recently, there have been several turmoil within the organization. Rum's power has taken advantage of the opportunity to develop rapidly, and Bourbon has contributed a lot.

So Rum sent Bourbon a mission to find Shirley and let him hide from the limelight for a while.

Boss asked Mr. A to come to monitor, presumably because Mr. A's status as a second-five boy is easier to obtain information, catch handles or find opportunities to instigate rebellion.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who was sent here. In case the other party was discovered when he contacted his subordinates, he thought it best to remind him.

For this reason, he couldn't see Xiaokui and Haro during this period of time...not necessarily.

Mr. A stared at the wig in his hand, lost in thought.