Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

In the coffee shop, Imaguchi didn't leave after drinking coffee. Instead, he took out a book and a pen from the bag beside him. Then he lowered his head and got busy, mumbling something incessantly.

Seeing Imaguchi holding a pencil in his hand and drawing on the paper, Mitsuhiko, who was also eating beside him, asked in confusion.

"Brother Imaguchi, what is this?"

"It's Sudoku." Imaguchi picked up his notebook and showed it to Mitsuhiko and the others.

"But isn't Sudoku filled with numbers? This is a black square!" Yuantai was a little confused. He had seen Conan and the others play Sudoku before, but they were all filled with numbers. The Sudoku Imaguchi is holding , why is it different from what he has seen before!

"This is also a type of Sudoku. The gameplay is similar to that of filling in numbers, but it is a little simpler. Look at whether there are numbers on both sides of this square. This number represents how many black squares there are horizontally or vertically. . For example, five means that there will be five black grids, but if it is 2 3, it means that there are two and three black grids respectively, but they are not connected." Imaguchi said while talking. I gave them a demonstration on the paper and explained the rules of Sudoku. After the explanation, my mouth was a little dry, so I picked up the lemonade on the table and took a big sip.

"Sounds pretty simple!"

"Well, it feels a little simpler than writing numbers." Ayumi and the others nodded and said confidently.

"If you are interested, I have a lot here. Why don't I give you a few and you can watch and do it!" Imaguchi shook the Sudoku book in his hand.

"Ok!"

"Thank you, Imaguchi-nii!"

"It's okay. It would have taken me a long time to do so much by myself. It would be nice if you could share a few pages with me." Imaguchi said as he took out a few pages from the notebook and handed them to Ayumu. They loved it, and each of the five children received one.

"I don't have many pens here. If you want to do it now, borrow some pens from Amuro and the others!" Imaguchi looked at his bag inwardly. There was only one spare pen in it, which was not enough for the Young Detective Team and the others. Individually divided.

"Okay." Ayumi and the others nodded and ran to find Toru Amuro who was making sandwiches.

Imaguchi looked at the time on his phone and saw that it was almost 9 o'clock. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He quickly packed all his notebooks and pens into his bag, and then arranged his clothes.

After everything was done, he calmed down and couldn't help but have a bit of joy on his face, but it was mixed with a bit of nervousness.

"Brother Imaguchi?"

Seeing that there was only a glass of lemonade left on the table that had just been filled with notebooks and pens, Ayumi and the others were a little confused. They didn't understand what he was going to do. It didn't look like he was going home. ?

Imago heard their voices, made a quiet gesture to them, and then sat there, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Seeing his appearance, Conan and the others had already guessed that he was about to meet someone.

Seeing this, he didn't come closer. Instead, he returned to his seat, took Sudoku and a pen, and started working quietly.

Sure enough, within five minutes, a man in a sweatshirt walked into the cafe. After looking around for a week, he walked to Imaguchi's table.

"Hello, is this Mr. Imaguchi?"

"Yes, I am Imaguchi." Imaguchi stood up and nodded.

"Oh oh oh, I have finally met you, Mr. Imaguchi! I am also a fan of yours!" The man smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Imaguchi heart-to-heart.

Imaguchi, who originally had a gentle smile, had a hint of surprise on his face when he heard these words. He didn't expect that he would meet his fans on such an occasion. What a blessing!

"Mr. Imaguchi, I like your works very much. Your writing style is very delicate, and the words in your pen are very contagious. People can't stop reading them." The man said excitedly, "Especially the one you wrote before This is a crime novel that is so meticulously written that it makes you feel as if you are actually in the scene. I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to sleep alone!”

"Hahaha, thank you for your like. In fact, I am just an ordinary writer. I never thought that so many people would like to read my books." A touch of emotion appeared on Imago's heart and face, and he In fact, I just wrote a book because I like it. Because I like reading books, I wanted to record the stories I wrote, but I didn't expect that so many people would like it. This really made Imaguchi feel a little overwhelmed.

"No, you are not an ordinary writer. Some of the plots in the novels you wrote are simply reflections of reality... which helped me understand a lot of truths and benefited me a lot." The man shook his head and said seriously.

"You're too flattering. I just wrote casually. I wrote down my feelings in the book without thinking too much about it." Imaguchi shook his head inwardly.

"No matter what you think, I decided to do this job because I was inspired by your words. I really like you and hope you can keep writing and create more works!"

Although the man's words were very soft, the look on his face was very serious. Seeing the serious look on his face, Imaguchi couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart.

"Thank you for your love and support. I will continue to work hard and write more and better works."

"Then I'll be looking forward to it!" The man held the book in his hand with a sheepish smile on his face, "Actually, in addition to discussing publishing issues today, I have a small request."

"Please tell me." Imaguchi nodded heartily, with some curiosity on his face. He wondered what the other party wanted to ask him for.

"Well, I have a friend who is also a loyal reader of yours. He likes your works very much, but due to physical reasons, he was unable to come with me today, so he was very disappointed and upset.

He's always wanted your autograph, so I'd like you to sign this book for him. "The man said, handing over the book he had been holding.

"Of course there's no problem. What's your friend's name?" Imaguchi asked, holding a pen in his hand.

"His name is Xiaotian, and he likes the most..." the man said from the side.

"Okay, I've signed it. Is this okay?" Imaguchi handed the signed book to the man.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it!"

"It's okay, this is what I should do." Imaguchi waved his hand.

"In that case, I won't bother you..." The man said and wanted to stand up and say goodbye, but was stopped by Imaguchi Heart.

"Wait a moment!"