Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 13 Another Prisoner

Qinghai Chuantang froze for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to admit it so generously.

She coughed lightly, "It's getting late, let's go home early and rest."

"how about you?"

"Me? Of course I'm going home."

Amuro was silent for a while.

Suggested: "Why don't you go to my house. You are injured now, and your movements are a bit inconvenient."

"Isn't that good?" Qinghai Chuantang hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Then let's set off now."

You don't look like you feel "not so good" at all.
"MAISON MOKUBA, Trojan Horse Apartment. Didn't this place burn down before?"

Qinghai Chuantang whispered to himself.It seems that the apartment where Okiya Subaru lived before also has this name.Just after the apartment was burned, he moved to Kudo's new family, saving a lot of rent.

However, judging from the appearance, although the names are the same, they do not seem to be the same apartment.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Toru Amuro didn't hear clearly, but felt a little puzzled because the other party had a strange expression on his face.

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head, fooling the other party, everything just now was his auditory hallucination.

Toru Amuro didn't ask, but said, "Because if you have to go upstairs, it may be inconvenient."

As he spoke, he hugged the other party up. Qinghai Chuantang didn't react for a while, and instinctively wrapped his hands around the other party's neck, afraid of falling off.

He laughed and said, "You seem to be a lot heavier than before."

The word heavy, at least it sounds much better than fat.But Qinghai Chuantang doesn't look like two hundred catties, and his figure can be said to be just right, because he has a physique that eats too much and doesn't get fat, so he has always been neither fat nor thin.

"Can we be the same then and now?"

The first time he picked himself up was 20 years ago.

"Yeah, we're all grown up now."

You seem to be the same as before, but I have something more important to protect.

Zero. I like zero the most
He remembered what the other party had said, but he could only silently say in his heart: Sorry.

There is a tacit understanding with each other without speaking.

When they reached the level ground, Toru Amuro gently put her down.Then he took out the key from his pocket, and while turning the door lock, he asked, "Actually, I'm also a little curious. What's the note you gave me? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't answer."

He was just curious.

"partner."

She answered the other party's question without hesitation.

After getting such a reply, he couldn't help but pause.

"Face it together and solve it together. I think I should be enough to walk with you."

Even, they can stand side by side with you and entrust their backs to each other.

"Tang."

"Thank you."

It turned out that there was only one bed in the house.So Toru Amuro gave her the bed very gentlemanly, while he slept on the sofa.

The setting of a single bed is destined to only accommodate one person.

Qinghai Chuantang felt a little guilty in his heart.Working four jobs, exhausted both physically and mentally, she managed to sleep peacefully, but was disrupted by herself.

"Good night."

Finally, Qinghai Chuantang spoke softly.

good night.

Toru Amuro didn't speak, but responded to the other party in his heart.

When Qinghai Chuantang woke up early in the morning, he could smell the aroma of food.

Disposable items are placed on the sink.It looks like it's always in the house, and it looks like it's already prepared.

Qinghai Chuantang generally brushed his teeth while observing his surroundings.

Although it was carefully cleaned, traces were still left.It explained that he didn't live here alone before, and other people often came here.

Perhaps, still very intimate.

After washing up, Qinghai Chuantang put on an energetic look, and said "Good morning" to the other party with a smile.

It's just a breakfast, but it has a delicate feeling, without any perfunctory meaning.Compared with when she was at home, she casually ordered a bowl of noodles to deal with the matter, she felt that Toru Amuro seemed to be more suitable for the term "wife". No, it should be said that "husband" is more accurate.

"Sorry. I have to work at the coffee shop today, so I can't take you home."

There was an apologetic expression on his face, as if he had done something wrong.

"In the sun, it's good to keep your distance."

Relatives, friends, family... as long as they care, they may become known weaknesses.Pretending to be ignorant may be more like a form of protection.

Whether it's for yourself or for others.

"Right."

Toru Amuro nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.

Just as Qinghai Chuantang was about to pick up the sandwich and put it in his mouth, there was a knock on the door, and a man's cautious voice called out in a low voice: "Mr. Jianggu."

It's not a coincidence.

Qinghai Chuantang ran out of the window with a sandwich in his mouth.Then he jumped and jumped from the second floor.

"Hey--"

Toru Amuro roared in a low voice, and hurried to the window to check.I saw the other party standing on the ground, looking like a normal person, and waved to him with a smile, signaling that he was leaving.

Like a thief.

He let out a laugh, and turned to open the door.

Because, there are more important things waiting for him.

After Qinghai Chuantang left quietly, he found the building that was on fire.A cordon has been set up here, and there are still some melon-eating crowd watching, talking about something.

"Judger of Fire" Hisaku Nojima has been arrested, why is there still a fire?

Is it an accident, or is it man-made?

Reminiscent of the cigarette butts in the previous SMW No. 5 store, it can be inferred that besides Nojima Hisaku, there was another person who set the fire.And the accident last night was caused by that person.

The cigarettes in store No. 6 were smoked, from which DNA could be detected, but the cigarette butts in store No. 5 were only lit.

Explain that the prisoner does not smoke.

"Quicklime, the weather forecast, and it was covered with a box on purpose. The culprit is obviously imitating Hisaku Nojima's modus operandi. But who is the culprit? No one saw any strange figures nearby."

Qinghai Chuantang walked over looking for the sound, and saw Conan squatting on the ground, looking at a pile of burnt things, lost in thought.

It happened to be raining yesterday, and the quicklime reacted with water, and the flames slowly spread upwards, eventually turning the room into a sea of ​​flames.

Coincidentally, when I dialed 119 at that time, I learned that someone had gone ahead of her and notified the fire engine to come.

If he could find that person, maybe he could get some clues from his mouth.

"Although it is still uncertain who the imitator is, I may know some clues."

"Ah?"

Conan turned around in surprise and looked at the other party.

Looking down, he saw the bandages wrapped around the opponent's feet.Reminiscent of what I heard before, someone saved a child last night and was injured, and I instantly understood what happened.

"Big sister, did you see who the prisoner was? Or, did you remember any characteristics of the prisoner?"

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.

"At that time, I only saw the fire and heard the crying of the child, but I didn't see anyone else. But when I called 119, I learned that someone had contacted the fire engine. If I can find that person, maybe I can I might get some clues. But."

As soon as the topic changed, Qinghai Chuantang looked at him, as if he was probing something: "You are a child, it is better not to get involved in this matter, it is very dangerous. Besides, there are criminal police around, I believe you can catch him soon Another prisoner."

"But!"

Conan was a little anxious.

Qinghai Chuantang approached him and whispered in his ear: "Unless, you are not a child anymore. Right Kudo Shinichi?"

Conan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a feeling of fear and dread spread all over his body in an instant.

The feet are like lead, unable to move at all, and the whole person seems to be fixed there.

"But for now, I should still call you Edogawa Conan."

Conan looked at her, looked directly into the other person's eyes, and his tone suddenly became serious, not as "Edogawa Conan", but as "Kudo Shinichi", he asked: "Who are you?" !"

Perhaps because his volume was raised too high, some passers-by were attracted by the sound, and they also became the target of the crowd.

Conan realized that he was too excited.

After calming down, he also wanted to understand that the other party would not be a member of the Black Organization.If so, she wouldn't appear here aboveboard and ostentatiously.If she is, she should get rid of him immediately after learning that Kudo Shinichi is still alive.

Moreover, if it was a member of the Black Organization, how could they save a child they had never met before regardless of their own danger?

But for Qinghai Chuantang, Conan has not yet reached a place where he can be trusted.Moreover, the identity and purpose of the other party have yet to be investigated.

"Let's talk in another place first, after all, I'm not used to being stared at."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and turned to leave, heading towards SMW No.4 shop.

Conan hesitated for a moment, but chose to follow.

Speaking of which, this SMW cake shop is really a bit tragic, and the 6th, 5th, and 4th shops have been brutally murdered one after another.

Qinghai Chuantang thought that Aoi Chichuan was just the manager of No. 6 shop, but unexpectedly, SMW cake shop was actually his.

A well-known pastry chef in the industry sounds like a plot of a romance novel.It's just that generally this kind of character design is a typical male supporting role, commonly known as "the male second who will never get the heroine", which is a bit tragic.

"Welcome. May I ask what you two want, tiramisu?"

Aoi Akagawa showed a proper smile, which would not make people feel too enthusiastic, nor would it make people feel too professional.The tone is gentle, as if you came to the house of a friend who has been with you for a long time and asked you "what do you want to drink" in a very ordinary way.

"Yogurt mousse, I want to change it occasionally. Conan, what do you need?"

Qinghai Chuantang looked down at him.

"I, I don't need it."

He was somewhat surprised to see the other party asking for his opinion.

"Then two servings of yogurt mousse, thank you." After finishing speaking, Qinghai Chuantang looked at Conan again: "I said before that I will invite you children to eat next time we meet, and I will not break my promise. Yours I have already invited that share, and the rest of the children will wait for the next meeting."

Qinghai Chuantang purposely chose a corner seat to sit down, which was more secluded, so he didn't have to worry about being disturbed by others.

She smiled and comforted the other party: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."

After speaking, she found a pocket watch from her bag and handed it to Conan.

It was carefully prepared by her.

　One more afternoon

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