Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

On the other side, Jundu sneezed three times in a row. The sound was so loud that even Amuro Toru, who had just walked out of the room, stopped in his tracks.

"Sir...are you okay?" Amuro Toru looked at Jundu worriedly. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to turn around and go back to the room. "I'll go to the front desk to get some cold medicine for you."

"No, I'm fine." Jundu said as he picked up the cotton robe beside him and put it on. "You can do your own thing. I need to rest first and prepare for the next task."

"Okay, sir. If you need anything, please feel free to call me." Amuro Toru nodded in response, then slowly walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

Through the thin paper door, Jundu clearly saw the figure of Amuro Toru gradually walking away.

After making sure that the other party had left, Jundu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Then he quickly walked to the window, pushed it open without hesitation, and jumped out in one step.

Outside the window is an artificial courtyard. Although it looks exquisite and beautiful, it lacks the vitality and agility of nature, just like the winter in Cointreau's memory.

He stepped barefoot on the cold pebbles, and a biting chill came from the soles of his feet and instantly penetrated his whole body.

Jundu looked around and quickly locked onto a huge stone. The stone stood alone in a corner of the courtyard, seemingly able to block some of the cold wind.

Jundu ran towards it without hesitation. He came to the back of the stone, where the cold wind was gone and it felt a little warmer.

He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed the number that he had already memorized.

"Toot, toot, toot--Moshimoshi, who are you?"

A middle-aged man's doubtful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Long time no see, Inspector-san... No, I think you should call me Superintendent now. Do you remember me?"

The other party suddenly became unusually quiet, as if the air had frozen. The man seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and his voice became tense and hoarse: "Who... who are you? If there is any problem with the case, please go to the Metropolitan Police Department to report it..." His tone was obviously filled with fear and tension.

However, Cointreau did not give him much opportunity to explain. His attitude seemed very lazy, as if he was used to this kind of thing. He stretched out his fingers and casually drew a heart shape on the cold snow. His every move revealed the aura of a superior - which was a bit out of place for a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"I don't have the time to waste with you right now," Jun Du's voice was calm but threatening. "You'd better prepare what I want for me as soon as possible. Don't force me to come to your house and ask for it in person... You probably don't want to see my methods..."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

——It’s so cold, I can’t stand it.

He stood up, ran quickly back to the window, and slipped back into the house.

After closing the window, Jundu swiftly took off his cotton robe, slid to his knees beside the charcoal basin, stretched out his hands and squinted his eyes comfortably, just like a Persian cat warming himself by the fire.

——It’s really a long-lost sense of comfort…

……

In the park, Lin Xiaochen stopped a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes and bought four roasted sweet potatoes to take back and share with Yamato Gansuke as a snack.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar figure - Kudo Shinichi, carrying a schoolbag and wearing a yellow hat, standing at the entrance of the park, looking around as if looking for something.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaochen couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked over. He touched Kudo Shinichi's head and said, "Kudo, what are you looking for here? It's so cold, why don't you go home? Are you lost?"

When Kudo Shinichi heard Lin Xiaochen's words, he immediately heard the sarcasm in the other party's tone.

However, at this moment, he had no time to take care of these little things, because his attention was completely attracted by the possible case.

So, he couldn't wait to ask Lin Xiaochen: "Officer Lin, can you explain to me in detail about the case of Mr. Hetian's disappearance?"

"You are really persistent..." Lin Xiaochen sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, let's find a warmer place to talk slowly."

"My house is just in front, Officer Lin, let's go to my house and talk." Kudo Shinichi suggested excitedly.

Lin Xiaochen held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I'm afraid of you. Are you cold? Here, have a roasted sweet potato."

He took out a sweet potato from the paper bag and put it in Kudo Shinichi's hand.

"It's a bit too big. I can't eat it." Kudo Shinichi didn't know how to be polite at all.

Lin Xiaochen smiled helplessly, took it back in his hands, broke the sweet potato into two halves, and gave the smaller piece to Kudo Shinichi: "Don't accuse me of bullying a child, it was you who said you couldn't eat it."

"Thank you." Kudo Shinichi took the sweet potato, took a bite, and the sweet taste immediately filled his mouth. He couldn't help but take another bite.

Lin Xiaochen looked at him and felt a warm current in his heart. Although this child was sometimes so persistent that it gave him a headache, he was just a child after all, and he was still very cute...

——It’s too early to say that.

Kudo Shinichi ate two bites and stopped eating: "Officer Lin, is the police officer who came to see you at the classroom door also a police officer from Nagano? Why did the police from Nagano come to Tokyo to investigate the case?"

"He is my colleague and senior. As for why he came to Tokyo, it is related to another case we have on hand." Lin Xiaochen explained. Seeing Kudo Shinichi's eyes getting brighter and brighter after hearing the word "new case", he said bluntly, "No, I absolutely cannot tell you about that case. Absolutely -"

Confusion and frustration flashed across Kudo Shinichi's face, but seeing Lin Xiaochen's determined face, he knew that he couldn't pry anything out of the other person.

But I am so unwilling to accept this - why is Officer Lin so tight-lipped!

Kudo Shinichi thought unwillingly.

——He is still a child after all, his expression is written all over his face.

Lin Xiaochen thought with amusement, and his mind flashed back to his younger brother's angry look when he was a child. For a moment, he felt warm in his heart: "Okay, okay, I'll think about it when you grow up. By the way, Kudo-san, what do you plan to do when you grow up?"

"Detective!" Kudo Shinichi answered without hesitation, "I want to be a great detective like Sherlock Holmes! I want to use reasoning to find all the murderers! Reasoning is simply the most fun thing in the world!!!"

"That's a good idea." Lin Xiaochen praised, "But why don't you want to be a policeman? If you are a policeman, you also need reasoning to solve cases. Moreover, you can get more and more accurate information and come into contact with more cases."

"Police?" Kudo Shinichi pondered, and the image of the policeman he knew flashed through his mind.

Uncle Maori...always comes up with wrong lines of reasoning that affect the direction of the case, and now he's a complete drunkard.

Inspector Megure... is more reliable than Uncle Mori, but he is really slow in solving cases...

Officer Lin... No, my dad said he's very capable, but I don't know him well enough...

"Hahaha, I'm just giving you a suggestion, don't be so serious."

Looking at Kudo Shinichi's tense smiling face, Lin Xiaochen laughed out loud and sent a message to Yamato Gansuke that he would be back later.

"We're here, Officer Lin." Kudo Shinichi was about to say something when he looked up and saw his house number plate, so he took out his key and opened the door, "Come in."