Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

Although Osaka has entered winter in November, it is still warm and pleasant. In the early morning, the sun shines through the mist and the temperature gradually rises, giving people a comfortable feeling. At noon, the warm sun shines on the body, and a thin coat is enough for outdoor activities.

It should be like this...

Osaka, which seldom had rain in November, unexpectedly had a rare heavy rain, and the temperature dropped to single digits.

Koizumi didn't bring much with her, just a simple backpack. But luckily, in preparation for the costume change, she stuffed two more pieces of clothing into her backpack, including a long-sleeved jacket.

The train was already entering the station, and passengers around me were getting up and packing their things to get off.

Koizumi took out his windbreaker and put it on. When he stretched out his arm, he accidentally touched a passenger passing by.

Koizumi quickly apologized: "Sorry, I bumped into you by accident. Are you okay?"

This is a middle-aged man with gray hair. He is wearing casual clothes and carrying a large black suitcase.

"it's okay no problem."

The two people exchanged a few words and then parted.

Koizumi frowned slightly as he looked at the man's back.

It wasn't that she noticed anything unusual about the man, but because he had a very pungent smell of curry.

In Koizumi's original world, if one wanted to describe a person as being unclean and having a bad smell, one would use the phrase "that person smells like curry."

The person just now was probably not unhygienic, but the special smell he had on him was the smell of curry, just like the smoky smell of Morobushi Keimitsu and the caramel smell of Furuya Rei.

When the train arrived at the station, Koizumi waited until all the impatient passengers in the carriage had gotten off the train, then he calmly got off the train and strolled out to the platform.

Walking down the long staircase, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her.

Koizumi didn't care. In order not to block the way for the people behind her, she even moved aside.

But just as this person was about to overtake her, he suddenly leaned forward and was about to fall down the stairs.

Koizumi quickly grabbed the man's arm and prevented the accident.

The person she rescued was a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, carrying a briefcase and wearing a pair of black-framed glasses.

After he stood firm, he turned around to look at the stairs in shock, thanked Koizumi, and ran away in a hurry.

Koizumi frowned as he watched the man leave, and his nose twitched slightly.

Why does it smell like curry again?

Walking to the passenger hall on the first floor, Koizumi was standing in front of the map studying the route when someone suddenly came up to him.

Koizumi subconsciously tried to dodge, but heard the man anxiously say, "Excuse me, please do me a favor! Do you know how to get to Nangang?"

Koizumi looked up and saw the man standing next to him wearing sportswear, headphones and a baseball cap, still smelling like curry.

This time, because the two were standing very close, Koizumi could clearly see that when the man was speaking, his eyes were not looking at her, but he was nervously glancing in another direction, and he even lowered the brim of his hat to cover his face.

Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, the third time is definitely not a coincidence.

Following his gaze, Koizumi saw a man in a black suit and sunglasses standing not far away, looking around with an unpleasant expression. This outfit reminded her of the uniform of the Black Organization.

Koizumi took off his sunglasses and put them on the man opposite him, pretending to be angry and said, "Really? Didn't I tell you my train number a long time ago? Why are you here so late?"

The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, but reacted very quickly and said in a coquettish tone: "I'm sorry, dear, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Koizumi threw the bag in his hand at the man's face, snorted, and turned to walk towards the exit.

The man took advantage of the situation and used her bag to cover his face, and followed her closely: "Don't be angry, I was wrong!"

Koizumi walked a few steps, stopped, turned around, put his hands on his waist and scolded: "If you know you are wrong, treat me to a French meal at noon today!"

As she spoke, she glanced behind the man and saw the man in the black suit looking away from the two "bastards" with disgust.

success.

Koizumi smiled at the man and said in a tone that didn't match his expression, "I'm so tired. Let's take a taxi."

The man smiled and nodded at her: "No problem!"

When the two got in the taxi, the man was about to say something to Koizumi, but when he saw her put a finger in front of her lips, he immediately swallowed his words and told the driver, "Go to Nangang."

The two people sitting in the back seat didn't say anything, they just stared out the window silently.

The driver in front thought they were a couple who were having an argument and tried to persuade them indirectly.

When the taxi finally arrived at the destination, the two people got out of the car, finally ending this awkward journey, and they all couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“Thank you very much for your help.” The man spoke first. “If it weren’t for you, I might have been caught by them this time.”

Koizumi did not ask any questions, but smiled and opened his palms to him. Seeing the man's confused look, he reminded him, "My sunglasses."

"Oh!" The man hurriedly took off his sunglasses and returned them to her.

Koizumi took the sunglasses, smiled at the man and said, "Then I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he picked up his backpack and prepared to leave.

The man hurriedly called her: "Wait!"

Koizumi turned and looked at him silently.

The man was a little overwhelmed and adjusted his words slightly: "Well, I don't know your name yet."

Koizumi: "Forget about the name, we just met by chance."

"No, wait!"

Koizumi stopped again.

"Please at least let me treat you to a meal to express my gratitude. Didn't I promise to treat you to a French meal at noon?"

Koizumi: ...

There are many suspicious points about this man. Even if he gets rid of the black suit, he will definitely have troubles in the future. He is pestering me so much, does he need to use her as a shield?

The man seemed to have guessed what she was thinking from Koizumi's fading smile, and said eagerly: "I really just want to express my gratitude!"

Koizumi took a deep breath. "First it was a middle-aged man with gray hair carrying a suitcase, then the middle-aged man in a suit, and finally the man in sportswear. Even so, he almost couldn't escape the other party's pursuit. I advise you to solve your own problems first, and then think about picking up girls."

The man opposite him suddenly changed his expression and asked in a low voice: "How do you know? Who are you?"

Koizumi put on his sunglasses and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. I'm not interested in your troubles. It's better for us to say goodbye here."

After saying that, she smiled at the man and said, "That's it. Goodbye."

Turn around and leave.

This time the man did not try to persuade her to stay. He just watched her walk away in silence and confusion.

For Koizumi, this wonderful encounter ended here. She continued to worry about her troubles and think about her next move.

The location of the Night Heron Bar is on the bar street near Nangang. However, at this time, the bar should have closed.

Koizumi ran over to familiarize himself with the terrain there, and bought a tourist map of Osaka at the convenience store in front of the Night Heron Bar.

Anyway, she still has plenty of time, so she can take the opportunity to visit the tourist attractions first and then come back after the bar opens in the evening.

Koizumi bought a loaf of bread at the convenience store and ate it while sitting in the rest area, studying her tour route by drawing circles on the map.

Just then, someone walked up to her and said, "What a wonderful fate, we meet again."

I turned around and saw a handsome middle-aged man standing next to me, smelling like curry...

Koizumi was completely speechless: "Why is it you again..."

The man raised his eyebrows. "Sure enough, you recognized me again. I thought my disguise was perfect. How did you recognize me?"

Koizumi was silent for a moment, then told the truth: "Because you have a strange smell."

The man hurriedly pulled up his collar and sniffed carefully: "No way!"

He looked at Koizumi in confusion: "You are kidding, why can't I smell it?"

Koizumi confidently said, "If you stay in a stinky house for a long time, can you still smell the stench?"

The man was speechless for a moment. He was stunned for a long time before he reluctantly said, "...Maybe, is that so?"

He coughed uncomfortably and said, "Since we meet again, this must be fate. Can I invite you to have a simple meal?"

Koizumi showed him the remaining wrapping paper in his hand: "No."

The man choked and said dejectedly, "Then can I at least invite you to sit in my shop? It's just across the street."

Koizumi looked in the direction he pointed and was stunned.

"Yelu Bar?"

The man nodded. "Yes. The store is closed at this time, so no one should disturb us."

Seeing Koizumi's puzzled look, he quickly added: "...conversation."

Koizumi: "... Could it be that your name is Kamimatsu Hisao?"

The man was stunned: "Yes, it's me."

Koizumi: ...

Is this also the arrangement of the world's will?