Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

When Conan and his party rushed to the room on the ninth floor, there were only broken glass and bare windows left in the room, and the two who fell from the tenth floor were all gone.

Afterwards, the police found Hirata Zosuke naked and tied to a pillar in the underground storage room, with a thin blanket covering his body.

However, when he was interrogated by the police, he didn't know anything about it. He only remembered that he seemed to be preparing the wine for the banquet in the storage room, and then he was knocked out from behind suddenly, and when he woke up, it was like this Being naked and tied to a post, he had no idea what happened, nor did he see the face and characteristics of the person who knocked him unconscious.

Conan looked at Hirata Kurosuke who was being interrogated by the police not far away, his immature face was full of seriousness.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with him?"

Huiyuan Aijian walked to him and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, Huiyuan."

Conan called the girl's name, but his gaze remained on the castle attendant not far away.

"Can you see the difference between the two of them?"

Haibara was stunned for a moment, but she soon realized that the "two of them" in Edogawa Conan's words referred to Hirata Kurosuke who was being interrogated now, and the unknown person who had previously disguised himself as Hirata Kurosuke people.

Huiyuan, along with the bespectacled boy beside him, focused on the castle servant who was being questioned by the police.Half a minute later, she shook her head and said in her usual calm voice, "No."

"what."

Conan raised his hand to support the frame on the bridge of his nose, a look of solemnity flashed in Hu Lan's eyes, "I can't either."

……

Tokyo, the streets of Ikebukuro.

Today is a rest day, and the flow of people on the streets of Ikebukuro is several times denser than usual. Looking around, there are all dark crowds in sight.

In front of a new internet celebrity milk tea shop, there has been a long queue at the door of the store since [-] o'clock in the morning, and it is now [-] o'clock in the evening, and it seems that the Nai milk tea shop will be closed in another hour , The length of the team still has not been reduced by half.

"Do you want this one?"

Chu Shu stretched his neck to look at the team in front of him that was so long that he could barely see the starting point, then turned his head and glanced at the young man who was buried in his mobile phone behind him, "There is a Xingke next door, why don't we go there?"

"no--"

The black-haired boy, who was happily playing the Tetris game on his mobile phone, raised his head quickly after hearing this, and crossed his hands in front of him.

"It's rare to come to Tokyo, how can I not check in the online celebrity shop here."

The young man lowered his head, buried himself in the frayed old-fashioned clamshell phone for a while, and after a few seconds, he gathered the lit phone screen in front of Chu Shu.

"Qiang Qiang-This store has become very popular on social networks recently, and its reputation is also very good, especially popular with jk (female high school students)—"

"But you're not jk..."

"I can barely count as a DK? (Male high school student), well, anyway, except for gender, other characteristics are similar."

The handsome black-haired boy smiled brightly, his beautiful kite-colored eyes bent into two crescent moons.

"You'll buy it for me, right?"

Chu Shu: "Zai Zai, your character seems to have changed..."

It was obviously a taciturn autistic boy before, but after a few days of not seeing him, he has become a coquettish little sweetheart.

"Huh? Don't you like it?"

The boy blinked and made an innocent expression.

"I thought you would prefer the obedient and coquettish type."

To be honest, as long as I look good enough, I can do anything.

Chu Shu silently made a patch in his heart.

This damn face control can't be saved...

After queuing for nearly an hour, when the milk tea shop was about to close, it was finally Chu Shu's turn. In the warm greeting from the waitress, Chu Shu turned his head and looked at the black-haired boy behind him who was immersed in playing Tetris, "Zai What do you want?"

Dazai raised his head, glanced at the electronic menu above the waiter's head, and then turned his gaze to a certain billboard placed at the entrance of the shop.

"Does your family have a 'buy one get one free' event today?"

"Yes."

The young female waiter nodded, and the smile on her face remained undiminished, "But only for couples."

When she said this, Chu Shu realized that most of the people in line were indeed couples.For example, the couple behind him are already discussing what to order later.

"Couple?"

The boy in the black suit blinked, then he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Chu Shu's arm, and leaned against him before Chu Shu could react, then he raised his head and looked at the stunned female waiter opposite, Qingxiu There was a shy smile on his small face, "Don't we look the same?"

Chu Shu: "??"

Dazai raised two fingers at the waiter opposite, "I want two cups of signature fruit tea, thank you."

So Chu Shu took two cups of fruit tea under the suddenly indifferent gaze of the waitress.

Of course, I only paid for one cup, and the other one was given away.

"Oh, as expected of an online celebrity store, this taste is indeed worthy of its reputation, I wonder if I will open a branch in Yokohama in the future—"

Dazai looked at the big cup of fruit tea in his hand and gave it full approval.

"Well, after I go back, maybe I can really suggest Mr. Mori to develop this business."

The port mafia wants to sell milk tea?

After Chu Shu heard this, a bunch of burly men in black suits and black sunglasses were busy in the milk tea shop, handing cups of cute and fresh milk tea to customers automatically in his mind .

Can he laugh please?

The two were wandering aimlessly on the lively streets of Ikebukuro. During this period, many girls came to ask Chu Shu for contact information. Chu Shu directly sent them the business card he carried with him.

"You are really popular with girls."

When Chu Shu sent away the tenth girl with broken Japanese, the boy next to him said something casually.

"In a few years you can be like me."

Chu Shu said with a smile.

"After all, I am now in the most popular age group. Young girls like the mature and steady demeanor of an adult in me. Older women like the vigor after I have faded from my youthfulness."

What he said was equivalent to praising himself from beginning to end without blushing at all.

"how about you?"

Holding the half of the fruit tea in his hand, the boy glanced at him.

"What do you like?"

"Of course they are good-looking." Chu Shu replied without hesitation.

"Speaking of the question just now, you haven't answered me yet."

Chu Shu turned his head and looked at the black-haired boy beside him who was biting a plastic straw, "How did you recognize me?"

It must not be because the pockmarks on the face are too symmetrical.

"Ok?"

Dazai let go of the straw that had been bitten out of shape by him, and raised his head to meet Shang Chushu's questioning gaze.

"How did you recognize it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the phone in his suit jacket pocket vibrated suddenly.

"Ah, let me answer the phone first."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and when he saw the incoming call contact on the screen, Dazai raised his eyebrows, and very consciously put the mobile phone away from his ears first, and then pressed the answer button.

Then there was a deafening roar from the other end of the phone, "Bastard Dazai! Where the hell have you been fooling around! Do you know that sister Hongye and I have been looking for you for a long time! You can't get through the phone and don't reply to the message!"

The speaker of the mobile phone was obviously not turned on, but Chu Shu and the passers-by beside him could clearly hear the roar.

At this time, Dazai calmly moved the phone to his ear, and said casually: "Hey, Chuya, it's normal that you can't get through to me, because I've been in Do Not Disturb mode just now. "

"You might as well die in Tokyo." Chuya Zhongya's distraught voice came from the other end of the phone.

Dazai looked regretful, "I do."

"Tch, suicidal maniac." The tone of the red-haired boy on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down.

"Hey, I'm going back. I need to report to the boss in time about the Sanzhou Shipbuilding Company."

Dazai blinked, looked back at the black-haired young man beside him, pointed to the mobile phone in his hand and said, "Here, you heard it all, so I have to go back now."

"What are you talking about? Did you hear everything?"

Nakahara Zhongya's doubtful inquiry came from the handset of the mobile phone, and then he seemed to realize something, and made an unbelievable voice, "Wait, there are other people beside you bastard?!"

After the red-haired boy on the other end of the phone finished speaking, Dazai pressed the end button very simply.

"That's it, so I'm going back now."

He put the phone back into the pocket of his suit jacket, completely ignoring that the phone he had just hung up vibrated crazily again.

"Thank you for the fruit tea."

Dazai raised the fruit tea that was still half in his hand, and thanked the black-haired youth opposite.

Chu Shu stared at him for a while, then slowly said, "You're welcome."

"Zaizai."

When the young man turned to leave, Chu Shu stopped him.

"Come to my house to eat crabs if you have time, and I will make you a non-spicy crab pot."

……

At 09:30 in the evening, the streets of Ikebukuro are still bustling, with colorful and prosperous lights intertwined, blurring the boundary between night and day.

Chu Shu took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number. The moment the call was connected, Chu Shu smiled and greeted the person on the other end of the phone, "Crooked, is it Lao Qin?"

"What's the matter?" An extremely indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's nothing, I just miss you a little suddenly, and want to hear your voice, oh yes..."

Before finishing this sentence, the other party hung up the phone neatly.

Chu Shu looked at the pitch-black screen and blinked.

"He's really an impatient person, I haven't finished my sentence yet."

Chu Shu opened the phone's photo album and clicked on the latest photo.

"I was going to tell him about it..."

Chu Shu stared at the girl with brown hair who looked only about seven or eight years old in the photo for a few seconds, pursed her mouth, and pressed the delete button.

"Forget it, labor and management don't care, you melon skins can be found by yourself."