I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

Toruya Amuro bowed slightly gracefully.

Azusa Enomoto raised his head and saw a handsome man walking in. His sculpted facial features were almost perfect, and his thin lips were pressed into a warm arc.

Judging from the appearance, she still has a hint of youthfulness, but her eyes like dawn are as deep and mysterious as the night sky.

"What a handsome man. I originally thought Mr. Amuro was already very handsome, but compared to him, he seems to be a little less handsome..." Azusa Enomoto's cheeks were slightly red.

"You are the person I met this morning..." Toru Amuro said unexpectedly.

"Well, how should I put it...I am the new owner of this store." Hiroshi Otoi said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Hello, my name is Toru Amuro, and this is Miss Azusa Enomoto. We are the only two clerks in this store for the time being." Toru Amuro took the initiative to extend his hand.

Otoi Hiroshi also stretched out his hand and shook it with him: "Otoi Hiroshi is a disciple of the Mori detective upstairs. For the sake of convenience, he bought this store."

"You are really young and promising." Toru Amuro said.

"I just rely on my family. I'll trouble you here. Normally I wouldn't come over because I still have to go to school." Otoi Hiroshi said.

"No way, high school student? Or college student?" Azusa Enomoto asked in surprise, covering her mouth.

"Second year of high school." Hiroshi Otoi replied with a smile.

"It's really awesome." Toru Amuro said with a smile.

"Please go and sit down over there first. I wonder what flavor you like to drink?"

"Iced coffee will be fine, thank you."

After a brief chat about the business situation of the store, Otoi Hiroshi said that he would not interfere too much, as long as they followed the previous model.

If you need funds, you can contact yourself at any time, and by the way, you left your contact information with the two of them.

Watching Otoi Hiroshi leave, Azusa Enomoto quickly tugged on Toru Amuro's sleeves: "Hey, I didn't expect this new boss to be so handsome. He's pretty lucky."

"You're lucky..." Toru Amuro muttered, looking at Otoi Hiroshi's leaving figure.

When he said the last name Otoi, Toru Amuro had some guesses.

But why do people from the Otoi Foundation come here all the way to buy a coffee shop that's not too big or too small?

He also said that he was a disciple of Kogoro Mori...

……

At night, Toru Amuro finished his work and talked on the phone with Belmode on the roadside.

Suddenly the sirens of police cars rang throughout the city, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"The Metropolitan Police Department notified all units that the target was a navy blue car fleeing towards National Highway 20."

"Once you spot the target vehicle, please stop it immediately and ask."

The police car's microphone kept receiving notifications from the Metropolitan Police Department.

In the darkness, a police motorcycle followed closely near the target vehicle, reporting the situation to the Metropolitan Police Department at any time.

And keep parallel to the target vehicle: "Please pull to the left and stop immediately! Stop quickly!"

When the prisoner saw this, he smiled coldly and directly steered the vehicle towards the direction of the police motorcycle.

"what!"

In the commotion, the officer was knocked to the ground.

The intense friction between the car tires and the ground, like the roar of a wild horse, alarmed Toru Amuro, who was talking on the roadside.

He hurriedly and handsomely climbed over the railing and ran towards the injured policeman.

The policeman was seen curling up on the ground, enduring the pain, while the motorcycle was lying on the side of the road.

"Are you okay?" Amuro Toru helped him up.

He stretched out his hand and felt his leg for a while, and then said calmly: "It looks like your leg is broken. Can you contact someone yourself?"

"Yeah." The policeman nodded.

"Then, lend me the car!" Toru Amuro slowly put him on the ground and ran towards the motorcycle.

"Borrow me your car?" the policeman asked in surprise.

Seeing Toru Amuro helping himself to the car and then sitting on it, he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Wait, wait a minute... hello..."

How can ordinary citizens be allowed to ride away on police motorcycles...

But Toru Amuro had put on his helmet skillfully, then turned the accelerator handle, started the car with a beautiful flick, and chased the target vehicle.

The police motorcycle kept flashing red lights, while Toru Amuro drove the motorcycle steadily on the road.

Ahead and on the left is the viaduct.

Toru Amuro stared intently, carefully feeling the vibration of the engine. At the turning point, he made a beautiful turn and drove directly into the car.

In the following time, only the roar of the engine and the scraping of tires during sudden braking could be heard. He kept passing through the gaps in the surrounding vehicles, leaving all the vehicles and roadside scenery behind.

During this period, he even had time to say hello to the young couple in the car next to him.

The prisoner in front heard the whistle from Toru Amuro's police motorcycle and hurriedly accelerated to escape.

With a flick of its tail, it hit a truck carrying cardboard boxes.

Then, I saw countless cardboard boxes flying towards Amuro Toru from behind the truck.

As Toru Amuro dodged, the helmet on his head was suddenly hit by a cardboard box.

I saw him immediately turning the front of the car and braking hard, completing a 360-degree flick and grabbing the flying helmet back in the air with one hand.

Then remove your hands from the grip and put the helmet on.

"According to Article 71, Paragraph 4 of the Road Traffic Act, you must wear a helmet when driving a large two-wheeled motor vehicle... That's right," he murmured with a smile.

This is what Ogiwara Kenji's sister Ogiwara Chisoo once said to him.

Just as the target vehicle disappeared from sight, he quickly chased after it again.

At this moment, a bright red Ferrari passed by him, whipping up a gust of wind.

The explosive roar was like the roar of a wild beast breaking free of its reins. The opponent overtook him in an instant, and then clung to the edge of the main road to complete an incredible drifting turn.

I only saw the red taillight flashing past like a teleport and disappearing from sight.

"Hey, this person is too crazy. Is he a racing gang?" Amuro Toru said in surprise.

However, there is no time to pay attention to him for the time being. The most urgent thing now is to stop the target vehicle.

So he turned the accelerator to maximum horsepower and rushed forward.

He did not expect that the indescribable and exaggerated operation in his eyes was done by Hiroshi Otoi while smoking a cigarette and turning the steering wheel with one hand.

When exiting the bend, not even the half-length ash on the cigarette end fell off.

After being chased all the way, the prisoner successfully escaped to the dock.

There was no one around, only the navigation lights on the pier were shining, and it was extremely quiet.

He glanced back and saw that the police motorcycle was not following him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a violent roar suddenly broke the tranquility. He turned around suddenly and saw a red Ferrari speeding behind him. It swerved sideways and blocked the car directly in front of him.

[Question: Who is the author of "Poetry in Seven Steps"? 】