Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

"Help me fix it."

The boy handed the slightly wrinkled stack of paper frogs to him, and said lightly.

Qiu Ren was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the stack of paper frogs handed over by the boy, and restored the slightly wrinkled gadget to its original appearance within a few strokes.

"When did you find out?"

The rough middle-aged voice mixed with the Osaka dialect just a second ago has now become a youthful voice that fits perfectly. This voice comes from a dark-skinned uncle with a moustache. violation.

Qiuren put the refolded origami frog into the boy's palm, and a really unattractive smile appeared on his rough face.

"While in the car."

"Shinkansen?"

The young man nodded honestly.

"I thought I was well disguised, how did you find out?"

Akito straightened up, and reached out to touch the black beard around his mouth. He was still very confident in his makeup skills. He was recognized by Hattori Heizo because he was the head of the police station. With a lot of experience, it is natural to see his disguise at a glance, but it should be difficult for ordinary people to spot it.

The boy raised his finger and pointed to his eyes, "I saw it with my eyes."

Qiu Ren raised his eyebrows, "Your eyes have the ability to see through?"

The boy looked at him blankly, without speaking.

"At this time, you should answer yes or no. Silence will only make people misunderstand that you really have that ability."

Qiu Ren stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's face, and tapped him lightly on the forehead.

"I remember you were pretty good at talking about All Might, why can't you say a few more words?"

"..."

The boy remained silent.

At this time, Ayumi and the others who were standing with the other students of Didan Elementary School in the front saw the figure of the boy, and several people beckoned for the boy to come here quickly, as if something interesting happened.

"It looks like you're getting on well with them."

Qiu Ren looked at a few teenagers who were waving their hands not far away, with a flash of relief in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pushed Hong forward, "Go, they are waiting for you."

The boy turned his head and glanced at him, but his steps didn't move.

"I'll wait for you at the Aomori Hotel, room number 111."

Thinking that the young man was worried that he would not be found later, Qiu Ren simply told him where he lived.

"you are not happy."

The boy looked at him and said these words suddenly.

Qiu Ren was taken aback by his words, "I'm not unhappy."

The young man raised his face, "Don't lie to me."

Qiuren suddenly felt that this sentence was very familiar. After thinking back for a while, he realized that it was he who said it to the boy in the amusement park that day. He couldn't laugh or cry, "When did I ever lie to you?"

The boy didn't speak, but just stared at him motionlessly with those two eyes with different pupils.

Qiu Ren immediately put on a calm look of "I'm not lying".

Not far away came the shouts of Ayumi and the others. Qiuren sighed lightly and rubbed the boy's fluffy head, "Okay, you go there first, and we can talk about anything at the hotel."

The young man temporarily compromised, nodded and moved his steps, and walked towards Ayumi and the others, but he stopped before taking a few steps, and looked back at Qiu Ren behind him, with that immature face It was written with affirmative expressions.

"Then you're lying to yourself."

"..."

……

The itinerary on the first day of the school trip was mainly Osaka Castle and Tsutenkaku. After the trip to Tsutenkaku, the students of Teidan Elementary School, led by their teachers, took the tram to the Aomori Hotel where they would stay tonight.

The arrangement of the beds is that men and women are separated, four people share a room, Hong, Conan, Mitsuhiko and Yuanta are assigned to a room.

"Where are you going, classmate Hong? Our room is over here."

Mitsuhiko looked at Hong who was walking in the opposite direction, and immediately reminded him aloud.

As if he didn't hear it, the boy still walked in the opposite direction without saying a word.

"He probably wants to go to the bathroom."

Yuan Tai glanced at the boy's back and guessed.

"The hotel rooms should all have toilets."

Conan replied casually, but he didn't think much about it. His mind was completely occupied by the case that happened on the Shinkansen during the day, and he had no time to think about other things.

"Sure enough, I'm still not good at getting along with him."

Mitsuhiko looked at the figure going away, and muttered softly.

Yuan Tai turned her head to look at him, "Don't you get along well with Hui Yuan?"

Mitsuhiko's face turned red when he heard this, and he stuttered a little, "Well, I didn't get along very well, it was just an ordinary relationship between classmates, besides, Huiyuan and Hong are different..."

"Well, I think those two people are very similar, they are both indifferent."

"That's not indifferent, Haibara-san is called having personality..."

Conan listened to the argument between the two speechlessly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Really young...

When he heard the knock on the door, Qiu Ren had just finished taking a shower. It has to be said that the work of removing makeup after the disguise was quite a huge project. It took him a lot of effort to give the foundation that is said to have a strong waterproof effect After he cleaned it up, after he finished the job thoroughly, his whole body was almost peeling off a layer of skin.

When Qiuren pushed open the door, the boy was standing at the door. He was still wearing the uniform of Didan Elementary School, and the words "One Year Group B Booming Jiaodong" were embroidered on the chest pocket.

"Would you like to eat soba noodles?"

Akito made this suggestion while wiping his dripping hair.

"..."

What responded to him was a simple and hassle-free quick-drying hair method from the teenager.

So he had to apply layer after layer of hairspray to his freshly washed hair.

To prevent the teacher from worrying about not being able to find anyone later, Qiu Ren called the head teacher, Teacher Xiao Lin, and took the boy out after explaining the situation.

The tram at night is not as crowded as it is during the day, and it is also much quieter than during the day. Osaka at night is different from the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the day. Osaka at night is like the gentle and tender Ji Jun in the Dahe drama, exuding a kind of demure and peaceful beauty. , Sitting on the tram to watch the night view is even more unique.

After five or six stops on the tram, they arrived at the destination of their trip - Kawashita Soba Noodle Restaurant.

With the continuous development of industrialization, more and more modern machinery is used in the field of food. Most of the things eaten in daily life are processed by machines. Although this kind of food is convenient and quick, But there is always something missing. This century-old buckwheat noodle shop has been following the old tradition of handmade for so many years. Even the stove used for cooking noodles is an old fire built with bricks and mud a long time ago. Zao, many nostalgic customers who are obsessed with the traditional taste will come here to eat authentic soba noodles every now and then.

But manpower is not as good as machinery, and the number of handmade noodles is limited, so the number of servings this soba noodle restaurant provides every day is also limited, and it will close when it is sold out.

Logically speaking, Kawashita Soba should have closed at this time, but because the boss here owed Qiuren a favor, when Qiuren said he wanted to eat noodles, the boss made an exception and postponed the closing time.

"welcome."

Lifting the old whitish blue curtain at the door, I heard an angry voice as soon as I entered the store.

The store is very small, only about ten square meters, and the seat is only the long table facing the kitchen, with a few small stools scattered around it, the chandelier above the head is crumbling, and the indoor light is quite dim, except for the table In addition to being clean, the dining environment of this store is really not good.

There are only two shop assistants, the uncle who greeted you when he entered the door just now, and the old lady in the back kitchen who must be at least 80 years old.

"Two bowls of soba noodles, and two side dishes by the way."

Qiu Ren sat down with Hong, and there were only two of them customers in the whole shop, so they could sit wherever they wanted.

"learn!"

The boss, who seemed to be in his 40s, turned around and shouted, "Mom, two soba noodles!" Then he brought two side dishes and placed them in front of them.

The young man froze for a moment, he thought it would be the younger boss who made the noodles.

"Although Ah Jian is the boss, the noodles are basically made by Grandma Wenmei. Ah Jian's cooking is not as delicious as her cooking."

As if seeing the boy's doubts, Qiu Ren explained it to him.

The boss here was a thorn when he was young, and he had nothing to do all day long. noodle shop of the year.But because he caused a lot of trouble when he was young, even if he wants to wash his hands now, there will always be some restless people coming to make trouble.

When Qiuren was eating noodles here one time, he happened to encounter troublemakers who came to his door, so he took the initiative to teach them a lesson, which was regarded as helping the boss here once.

The buckwheat noodles were brought out quickly, and Qiuren pushed the cool portion to the boy beside him, and reminded him carefully.

"His soba noodles don't need to be dipped in any sauce, it's the best to eat directly."

The boy looked at the soba noodles in front of him, and was stunned for a while, before picking up the chopsticks and making a gesture of clasping his hands.

"I'm gonna start now."

The author has something to say:

Yesterday’s [-]D update was a little bit hurt, today’s update is short and you can adjust it _(:з」∠)_

By the way, I would like to ask the little angels, do you want to continue watching Naihong or want to watch Mr. Hong_(:з」∠)_