The vest is played on the face of the card

“True tough guys should drink an iced Americano, with dark roasted beans for maximum aroma.”

"Personally, I lean more towards light and medium roasts."

After completing a commission, Shotaro cleaned up his pet hair and went to a nearby cafe for a drink.

It's not that he's obsessed with things like coffee, he just thinks that if he's a tough guy, it's normal to go to the bar for a drink after finishing his mission.

It's still daytime, and it would be too strange to go to a bar, so Shotaro usually chooses to go to a cafe.

Because he has been there several times, Shotaro said tentatively: "It's the same."

It seems to be like this in the movies. In fact, he is not sure whether the other party still remembers him, but it is not a big deal to try.

As a result, the waiter actually started making coffee.

He started from grinding powder, which is the most traditional pour-over coffee.When he was done, he handed the cup to Shotaro.

Shotaro took a sip of coffee, his brows were frowned by the bitterness of the liquid in the cup, he tried to calm down and said, "The taste is very refreshing, thank you."

His expression is not like the "taste is very refreshing" as he said, but it seems that he is not used to the too bitter taste.

The dark-skinned waiter smiled wryly: "Xiao Xiang, you are really... If you are not used to it, you can add a little sugar."

Shotaro was aroused by his words, he raised his head and drank the drink in the cup in one gulp, then complained to the person in front of him: "Even you call me Xiaoxiang."

The waiter smiled and said, "Because I heard they called you that, so I thought I'd try calling you that...it's really rude, isn't it?"

Shotaro said: "It's not a matter of being rude...I always feel a little weird when you call me that."

So the waiter in front of him continued to say: "But speaking of it, if ordinary people are called by their names, would they react like you?"

The blond waiter thought for a while, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "It's almost as if you used to have another name."

He said this to Shotaro pointingly.

Shotaro Sato tensed up all over. He said, "I said I don't like that kind of nickname, so I'm a little unhappy to be called that. I don't want to talk to you. Is it normal?"

He explained a lot, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he didn't feel that what he said was more like a certain degree of acquiescence.

Although Zuo Shotaro is a detective, but he is a detective, probably because he has no relationship with the city government, but it makes people feel close.Assuming he is a little more capable, there may be many people willing to tell him their secrets.

But Shotaro Sato is completely a half-detective. Although he also discovered many unusual things, he still chose to keep the secrets for others.

The waiter in front of him smiled and said, "This is for you."

He brought up a glass of dark liquid.Shotaro took a sip, his eyes widening in surprise.

The waiter said: "The coffee beans are dark-roasted mandheling, and because they are diluted with ice cubes, the taste will be softer."

Shotaro Sato said: "When you come here to drink coffee in the future, the 'old style' refers to this one. The rich aroma and bitter taste are simply must-haves for tough guys."

The waiter smiled and went to wash the cups.

After Xiangtaro returned to his office, Mr. Belt had already helped him deal with the online consultation—Mr. Belt had a very enthusiastic attitude towards all modern technologies, and he insisted that an orthodox firm should not only be offline To carry out, online should also be prepared.

Mr. Belt is fine with dealing with such things on a daily basis, he even enjoys it.

So every afternoon, Mr. Belt would work with Shotaro.Although Xiangtaro is called a detective, most of the commissions he receives every day are different from ordinary detectives - nearby housewives will come to him and cry about their trivial life, nearby students will come to him to chat, even drunk My uncle will also specially come to ask Shotaro to drink with him.

Alcohol is a must for a tough guy.

But after all, even though Shotaro himself didn't admit it, he was still a half-tough guy with a terrible capacity for drinking, so after he tried drinking once by chance, he stayed away from such behaviors as drinking.

Although Mr. Belt is just a belt now, he used to be human.

Mr. Belt said: "In most cocktails, gin plays a very important role. Coincidentally, when you learn how to hide the beauty of ordinary alcohol one day, you will be a real tough detective."

In this regard, Shotaro Sato frowned and said, "You are so long-winded."

If he had to be able to taste the beauty of all kinds of wines to become the tough guy he dreamed of, wouldn't he be hopeless forever?

Shotaro's entanglement continued until Conan came to his detective agency.

Conan came alone. He put down his schoolbag and said to Shotaro, "What, you went to help find the pet again today?"

Shotaro turned pale with shock: "How do you know? Damn it, can't the dog hair still not be completely eliminated?"

Conan hesitated for a second. He obviously didn't expect Shotaro to be so easy to deceive. He said, "You really have been commissioning to find pets."

Mr. Belt said on the side: "Please don't say that. Although Shotaro is not very good at being a detective, he is very good at finding pets."

"Who do you think is not good at being a detective?"

Shotaro Sato made a gesture to rush forward, and physically shut up Mr. Belt.As a result, Mr. Belt drove his car and moved quickly throughout the room. In the middle, Shotaro chased Mr. Belt everywhere in the room, knocking down a lot of things.

Even though the two of them are already adults, when they are chasing like this, they are still like two children.

Conan sighed.

He helped to pick up what had been knocked down, Shotaro finally caught Mr. Belt, he grabbed Mr. Belt from the cart and rubbed it in his hands.The shell of Mr. Belt is just made up of electronic parts. Of course he didn't feel any pain, but he still begged for mercy in cooperation.

Shotaro said triumphantly like a child: "Okay, I forgive you."

The two were fighting and fighting, and Conan, who looked like a child, became the most mature one in the firm.Not long after, probably feeling a little tired, Shotaro said he wanted to go back to the room to find something, and Mr. Belt was put back on the cart by him, and he controlled the robotic arm to start making coffee.

Conan finally waited for the time to be alone with Mr. Belt.

He asked: "Mr. Belt . . . no, Mr. Coolim Steinbert."

he said solemnly.

After seeing his solemn attitude, Mr. Belt felt a little uncomfortable.He said: "Although it is more polite to say it this way, it has been too long since no one has called me by my full name, which makes people feel too uncomfortable."

Conan said: "Okay, Mr. Belt. Is your current body controlling this place remotely?"

He'd been curious early on, since no one believed a belt could talk.

Through monitoring equipment and electronic sound transmission devices, it is not difficult to achieve the level of movement of Mr. Belt. At most, it is limited to technology, so there is no way to move naturally like the belt in front of him.

Mr. Belt did not answer the question directly, he said: "Isn't it a cool thing to make a belt?"

Conan said: "At least, if it is a belt, there is no way to enjoy such a top-notch coffee, right?"

He seemed to have said the wrong thing, for Mr. Belt was silent for a moment.

Conan realized later: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

Mr. Belt's voice was still very gentle: "It's okay, Conan, if possible, please don't become him like me."

What exactly is that talking about?

In fact, Conan has thought about many possibilities. For example, the real Kurim Steinbet is inconvenient to move, so he has to use this method to maintain communication with the outside world; it is also possible that Mr. Belt is just an artificial intelligence, and he is similar to all human beings. Places are the result of artificial intelligence self-learning.

But that guess, until now, has all become less important.

Mr. Belt is Mr. Belt, and that's enough.

Sometimes detectives feel like they don't want to know the truth. Conan always feels that if Mr. Belt's true identity is revealed now, maybe he will bid farewell to him.

So Conan finally chose to be a fool occasionally.

Conan said: "It's really cool to make a belt. It has the feeling of "Men in Black", as if it came out of a movie."

Mr. Belt became interested: "Do you like that movie too? I think the protagonist's appearance is really amazing. If possible, I would also like the actor's autograph."

While they were talking, the water boiled.

Mr. Belt skillfully put the water thermometer in the water. In about a few minutes, the water temperature will be able to cool down from the boiling state to the most suitable temperature for brewing coffee.

Mr. Belt said: "Children are not allowed to drink coffee. This is for Shotaro. Please call him for me. He is probably practicing the expression of a tough guy in front of the mirror again."

Conan thought for a moment about Shotaro gesticulating "I'm a tough detective" in the mirror, and almost laughed out loud.But in the end, he still saved a little face for Shotaro.

He walked into a side room.

The door of the room was ajar, and Conan pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. Belt made you coffee, and he asked you out for coffee."

As soon as Conan finished speaking, he saw the scene in the room.

Shotaro Sato rolled up his sleeves, holding a syringe in his other hand.The cold liquid in the syringe flowed into his body, and he frowned as if feeling very uncomfortable. Finally, all the liquid in the syringe was pushed into his body.

After all this was done, Shotaro breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he recover from the state of concentration and saw Conan in front of him.

The tough guy who didn't know how to hide himself hid the needle behind him at a loss, with an embarrassing expression on his face: "Conan, do you need me?"

Conan said calmly: "There is something to do."

But seeing such a thing, there is probably no way to calm down.

Conan walked around behind Shotaro, and pulled out the syringe from Shotaro's hand. He searched around the room, but couldn't find the trash can, so he carefully pulled off the needle of the syringe, and covered it with the lid , wrapped in newspaper with the syringe.

Conan said: "Medical waste cannot be disposed of together with domestic waste, it must be separated."

Shotaro didn't react, he said dumbly, "Oh, okay, I'll pay attention."

Conan dealt with the problem of the syringe, and said: "After the injection, you should press the wound to stop the bleeding quickly."

——Actually, the needle hole has completely healed just now.

Shotaro heard Conan's words, he could only press on his wound honestly as he said, and he only let go after waiting for a few minutes.

Conan said: "After the bleeding is over, let's go drink coffee. Mr. Belt heard that you went to the coffee shop today and drank the 'old coffee'. No matter what he said, he wanted to make better coffee than that."

Shotaro didn't listen to a word, his mind was full of fear of being discovered.

In fact, the one in front of him was just a child. If we judged it purely from strength, this kind of brat would not be Shotaro's opponent at all.

But just standing there, Conan gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Shotaro was very guilty, he obediently slipped out of the room, obediently waiting for Mr. Belt's latest coffee item.

And after Conan finished processing the syringe, he had already taken out the handkerchief—if he wrapped this thing up and brought it back, both Dr. Ali and Xiao Ai could easily test out the ingredients in it.

But he still didn't take the syringe away in the end.

He closed the door softly.

When he came outside, Shotaro was already lying listlessly on the table.

He's lethargic, just watching the drips drip from the coffee percolator.

Mr. Belt was a little confused about what happened to Shotaro in just a few minutes. He held the coffee and said to Conan: "What's wrong, you two suddenly became like this? Is it a quarrel?"

Still no one has an answer for him.

So Mr. Belt put down the coffee, he took Shotaro's hand with a mechanical arm, and took Conan's hand with a mechanical arm, and said, "Don't be angry, since we are friends, anger will damage the relationship between the two of you." Friendship?"

Shotaro Sato yelled loudly: "I am not friends with this kind of elementary school student!"

Conan perfunctory him: "Yes, yes, I am a primary school student, and you are the most mature tough guy detective."

Shotaro's eyes widened in disbelief: "Even you laugh at me!"

Conan couldn't help laughing, he said, "I'm praising you."

As a result, Shotaro really believed it, and he was no longer angry. He would think of the "tough guy detective" that Conan praised him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

This guy is really sweet.

Conan can't enjoy coffee. For children, it's something that can make them so excited that they can't fall asleep all day.Although the mind is still Kudo Shinichi, but after all his body has shrunk.

When Shotaro was drinking coffee, Conan suddenly asked, "What was that injection you just had?"

puff--

All the coffee in Shotaro's mouth spewed out due to excessive shock.He looked at Conan with wide eyes and protested: "I thought you had forgotten about this!"

Conan said, "I'm really sorry that I have such a good memory."

Shotaro glanced at Mr. Belt and showed a look of asking for help. Mr. Belt pretended that he didn't find anything. He manipulated the robotic arm to clean up the coffee on the floor.

Shotaro thought hard.

In the end, he could only sigh, and said seriously: "Conan, this is my secret, so it doesn't matter if I tell you the truth...you must keep it a secret for me."

Conan didn't expect that Shotaro would really tell his secret.He clutched his hand nervously, the palm of his hand was full of sweat.He thought of what Noguchi said before he died to keep a secret for Shotaro, and he thought of Shotaro's wounds that were different from ordinary people and healed quickly.

Conan felt as if his body had become less like himself.

That secret is now within reach.

Shotaro said with a blank expression: "The one just now was I

school

. "

Maybe it's because this answer is too outrageous, Conan didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Shotaro repeated it seriously, and he said, "The one just now was insulin. I have diabetes, so I must take insulin on time."

... This kind of lie is outrageous to the extreme.

At the very beginning of the journey, Qianqiao was a person who didn't know how to lie.But maybe it was because what he said was too outrageous after all, this kind of lie that he could easily puncture upon hearing it, made people unable to even bring up the mood of puncturing.

Conan said: "If I were you, I would say that I am a neurological disorder. At least a little more credible than diabetes."

Shotaro said honestly: "Really? I will pay attention next time."

I understand that I just don't want Conan to know the truth of the matter.

Conan did not continue to ask.

Originally, Conan thought that this kind of thing happened, and there would be some grudges in his heart.But in the end, he didn't really express any opinion on Shotaro's carefully guarded secrets.

Shotaro drank coffee, and Conan ate some snacks, which were given to Shotaro by other residents nearby, and they were very sweet.

When Shotaro saw Conan's snack, he said unwillingly, "Why don't I have any!"

Mr. Belt teased him: "After all, you are already a person who needs to take insulin every day, so it's a matter of course that you can't eat this kind of sweets, right?"

Xiangtaro didn't expect that the lie he told would eventually fall on him.

He suddenly yelled: "Ah, what's on the other side of the door!"

In the end, only Mr. Belt looked in the direction of Shotaro's finger.Conan watched helplessly as his snacks were taken away, and fell into a state of desperation.

A tough guy detective is really naive.

When Conan was about to leave, the person who went out to see him off was Shotaro.After playing around for a while, his mood obviously improved a lot, and his whole body became more energetic.

Conan looked up at him, and said, "Shotaro, I always feel that the case last time was not that simple... You met Mr. Noguchi, right? He hurt you."

Shotaro subconsciously covered his chest, and then he realized that the wound on his chest had already healed, only the pain remained in his brain, which could not go away.

Shotaro said, "I haven't seen him."

Conan also knows that Shotaro's statement is just to keep Noguchi's shooting at him from being exposed - if he hurts others, there is no way to forgive him, but if he hurts Shotaro himself, he will use the most gentle way To forgive others.

There's no saving this idiot.

Conan is actually quite unwilling to involve Shotaro in those complicated events.But sometimes it is impossible to protect the friends around him just by concealing it, and he also feels that he should have more trust in Shotaro.

So, Conan said all the things he had been confused about.

Conan said: "Actually, in the last case, the reasoning is not over. The most important point is, where did Mr. Noguchi's wooden warehouse come from?"

Mr. Noguchi is just an ordinary supermarket owner, at most he has conflicts with the dead Mr. Okumura.In addition, his interpersonal relationship is extremely simple, and the clients he meets will cut off contact with him every few times. It can be said that he has no friends who can chat with him every day except Shotaro.

Will such a person get the wooden warehouse and the matching bullets?

When Conan said this, he originally thought that Shotaro would feel nervous and feel a sense of crisis about the reasoning in his mouth, but who knew that this half-assed detective just rubbed his head violently and said, "Conan, you stinky brat! , didn’t you agree that you can’t go to the scene of the murder? You actually climbed to the back mountain!”

Oops, I slipped my tongue, he told me about following Shotaro.

Conan covered his mouth, and then he saw that Shotaro also realized later, by admitting that he had indeed been to the back mountain, he indirectly admitted that Noguchi had injured him.

The two looked at each other, and in the end it was Shotaro who gave in first.

He said: "Conan, I know you are worried about me. But it doesn't matter, I am stronger than you imagined."

Conan was silent.

In Shotaro's eyes, Conan is still a child after all, and it is normal for him to feel frustrated because his enthusiasm has been poured cold water.

Shotaro dug out valuable information from his own brain, and finally he found a commission from the corner of his memory that he didn't intend to accept.Because he felt very troublesome, so he has not responded to the other party so far, and it is just right to use it to coax this kind of immature elementary school students.

Shotaro said: "I know, you really want to fulfill your dream of being a detective, so tomorrow I will take you to the museum of the Suzuki Foundation. I heard that the Kaitou Kidd will come. Is it enough for you to show off in front of your peers?"

Hearing the familiar name, Conan's mouth twitched.

Although I feel sorry for Shotaro for saying this, but he always feels that Shotaro will be tricked by Kidd tomorrow.

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