【Chi'an】Lies Tetralogy

There were not many visitors to Poirot's Cafe this afternoon.It was a bit gloomy outside, so Amuro turned on the floor lamp at the door of the shop.Miss Enomoto is not on duty, and he takes care of the entire shop by himself.

Amuro has been working here for some time.Deep down, he loves the job.Compared with the investigator of the public security or the intelligence officer of the Black Organization, being a waiter in Poirot is obviously not so exhausting. He feels that he almost regards the intermittent work as a kind of rare rest.Amuro even thought that if he could open a store of his own like this, design and decorate according to his own wishes, and work hard to manage a small house, this kind of life is ordinary, but it also has fascinating stable.

Peace……

He once had a conversation with Akai about how to believe in and adapt to peace.It is said that many of the American soldiers returning home from the Middle East battlefields suffered from war sequelae, and even needed psychological treatment before they could return to the lives of ordinary people. At that time, Akai reminded Amuro of those veterans.However, what Akai felt was not just an inability to get rid of the sad habit of waiting for a fight, but rather, he realized that it was still necessary to maintain that wild intuition.

Amuro is just the opposite.Surrounded by multiple secret identities and conspiracies, what he wants to preserve is the ability to live in peace.

Even if it's just a false peace, every minute and every second at this moment is worth cherishing.

A couple checked out and left, leaving only Conan in front of the counter drinking a drink while doing homework, and a man sitting in the corner reading a newspaper.Amuro cleaned up the leftovers on the table, then walked towards the man, showing a business smile.

"Sir, do you need a refill?"

"Uh, that...thank you..."

Amuro tucked the tray under his arm and sighed. "Sure enough, you are not suitable for infiltrating and searching, Kazami." He looked at his subordinates who exposed half of their faces above the newspaper. "The coffee is barely moving, and the posture is too rigid."

"I'm sorry! Mr.... Mr. Amuro."

Kazami Yuya scratched his cheek in embarrassment.Although he and Amuro have a special channel for information transmission, they occasionally have a little contact like this on ordinary occasions; other subordinates listen to him report Mr. Furutani's recent situation after he returns.To be greeted by his usual boss with such a smiling face, and to personally serve him tea and water, Kazami was a little apprehensive, but still couldn't help but want to stay a little longer.Because he found that although Amuro looked normal, his mental state was somewhat different from usual.

Amuro didn't intend to be harsh, he stood outside Kazami Yuya, just to block the people coming and going outside the window, and said in a low voice: "Go back after drinking this cup, I will contact you if there is a situation."

Kazami obediently put down the newspaper, picked up the teacup and paused again. "Don't force yourself too much. If you need anything, please don't do it alone."

"Don't worry," Amuro moved his shoulders nonchalantly. "If necessary, I will definitely use you well, and then you are not allowed to complain even if you work overtime continuously?"

Kazami looked up at his bland smile, knowing in his heart that what he touched was just a transparent barrier to show others.Having worked with Amuro for a long time, he has been able to discern the delicate balance between this person's official rhetoric and his true temperament.Don't worry about some things.However, Conan's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Ah, Mr. Subaru said the same thing recently~"

Amuro couldn't help being taken aback.Looking back, I saw the elementary school student wearing glasses still sitting on the chair sucking the straw, but the corners of his mouth raised meaningfully.Sure enough, it's easier for children to attack with a straight ball, well done, Kazami couldn't help but think.

Apparently, Akai was also worried by his colleagues in the FBI, and the reason was probably the same as Amuro——

"Conan-kun have you seen him recently?"

Amuro went back to the counter, picked up a rag and wiped the table.He just wants to do something to cover up his heart, although this level of cover-up is not very useful for the male protagonist.

"Yeah. Two days ago, the Detective Boys went to observe the stars together. It was Mr. Subaru who helped us repair the astronomical telescope."

"That guy is really laid back." Amuro snorted, but his brows and eyes slightly stretched.Conan understood, and just shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Subaru seems to be smoking more fiercely recently. We invited him to go with us on the night of watching the stars, but he didn't go either."

Amuro didn't respond, some indescribable emotion seized his heart.The voice of the child is still heard in the ear:

"However, Mr. Subaru said that right now is the season when you can observe Altair and Vega. Although the distance between the two stars is very far, as long as you can identify one of them, the other is easy to spot. because it will always be there."

Conan jumped off the chair and smiled brightly at Amuro.

"So they never leave each other alone, right?"

***

At this time, the bell on the door jingled, and both of them looked back, only to see a man walking in carrying something, and when he saw Anshi, he showed a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Mr. Tsuboi! Long time no see." Amuro said in surprise.Tsuboi was the pastry chef who had gone to Poirot to steal his lessons, and he worked in a shopping street not far from here. "How's business going?"

"Haha, thanks to you, it's been selling well... I brought some newly made dim sum, please give me your advice. Do the kids here come to some too?"

"Wow, thank you!" The male protagonist made an innocent and happy expression cooperatively. "Then I'll take this to Uncle Maori and the others to taste." He picked up his schoolbag, "I'm going home first, see you Brother Amuro."

"Thank you, Conan-kun." Amuro waved his hand brightly, and the meaning of this sentence can naturally be understood by a famous detective.The boy walked towards Poirot's door, watching Amuro and the pastry chef exchange cooking experience.Adult love is also very hard, Conan thought.

Kazami on the side seemed relieved, and planned to get up, check out and leave.Suddenly, a few lines of dialogue entered their ears:

"Speaking of which, strange customers have also come to my shop recently."

"Strange guest?"

"Hmm. I only buy curry bread every time. I wondered if I came here because I wanted to learn how to make bread, just like me when I was a fool at the time... But when I tried to talk to him, the man in black was very nervous. The vicious look made me afraid to ask more questions... Sure enough, I was thinking too much, right?"