Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 234

morning.

in the coffee shop.

Mori Kogoro was having breakfast, while Xiaolan came to the counter, as if she wanted to ask Qingming about something.

Seeing this, Conan ran over secretly.

Biting a sandwich, he stood behind Xiaolan and listened attentively.

Xiaolan didn't notice him.

"Qingming, I suddenly thought of something."

"?"

"You are very good at finding people. Even if you don't know people, you can find them quickly. So, can you help me find Xinyi?"

she asked.

Hearing this sentence, Qingming didn't react yet, and Conan, who was standing behind Xiaolan, coughed violently, as if he had choked on a sandwich.

If he choked to death like this, someone would definitely applaud him.

Qingming thought so.

Conan was a little anxious, as if he wanted to say something, but because of being choked, the more anxious he became, the more speechless he became.

He felt bad.

Qingming knew his real identity, and he was not the kind of person who would help keep a secret. If the black-bellied attribute broke out, it would be bad if he directly revealed his identity.

Even if you don't say it directly, but give some hints, it is quite troublesome.

But he miscalculated.

"This..."

Qingming scratched his head.

Sometimes, he feels that people in this world have more or less problems with their brain circuits.

Even Xiaolan.

To be honest, although Xiaolan is very simple, she is not an idiot either. She has a father who was a criminal police officer and is now a detective, and a mother who is well-known in the legal profession. It's not like someone who can't think.

However, it was only now that I thought of asking him for help.

And Conan.

Obviously Xiaolan's strength is very strong, smashing telephone poles, defeating some gangsters casually, etc., no matter how you look at it, it is a very strong combat power, but Conan just does not reveal his identity to her and asks her to help.

So what are you worrying about?
Qingming couldn't figure it out. If it was him, he would only use all available means to defeat the organization, instead of procrastinating like this.

Who knows how long it will be delayed.

But he is Qingming, not Conan, let alone Kudo Shinichi.

So I can only shake my head.

"I'll keep an eye out for you."

Give such an answer.

He didn't intend to change anything, and he didn't bother to have fun with Conan this time, so he did him a rare favor.

Although I don't want to help.

If it were him, he would not let Xiaolan wait without knowing anything.

It's a torment.

On this point, Qingming disapproved of Conan's approach.

But Qingming, who watched all this helplessly, seemed to have no right to say anything. His behavior was also extremely bad. If one really wanted to compare his personality, among the people he knew, there was really no one who was worse than him.

After all, dare to do all kinds of things to the little girl.

This is not even just the level of character, it is doubtful whether he is still alone.

But that aside.

"Isn't Qingming also able to find Xinyi quickly?"

Xiaolan was a little puzzled.

But considering the difficulty of finding Kudo Shinichi, he was relieved.

"That's right."

Sigh lightly.

Another smile appeared.

"Nothing, I'm going to have breakfast."

"Ah."

Qingming nodded.

There seemed to be a little loneliness in the girl's smile, and there was also some disappointment revealed in her eyes.

"It hurts."

Qingming said this, but glanced at Conan who was standing aside.

Been eavesdropping.

Hearing such words now, I don't know what kind of mood he is in, although it seems that he is not feeling well.

Maybe it's really hurting?
Qingming was thoughtful, tapping lightly on the table with her fingers.

Say so.

Xiaolan's situation really made people feel distressed, but he didn't feel too much, and he didn't know if it was because he was used to it, or because he was a hard-hearted person.

Maybe it's the latter.

"Hey, Lord Qingming."

Conan, who lowered his head, spoke, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Can you help me deal with the organization better?"

"..."

Qingming stared at him.

After a long silence, he curled his lips again.

"Things that are not beneficial, I am too lazy to do."

"That's it."

Conan nodded, seeming to understand something.

But he didn't say anything, and walked directly towards Xiaolan and Mori Kogoro.

Qingming stood up and stretched.

"Emotions are such a troublesome thing!"

Feeling in my heart.

Leaving the seat, he walked directly outside.

Azusa Enomoto who came out of the kitchen happened to see this scene, and hurriedly spoke.

"Shopkeeper, where are you going?"

"Find a book."

"Looking for a book?"

Azusa Enomoto didn't quite understand.

But Qingming had already left, and no one explained to her, so she didn't think much, and continued to work hard.

You can't do without hard work.

After all, it’s not like the second generation of officials and the second generation of riches. If you don’t work hard to make money, life will become very sad. You can only look at the things you like but can’t buy them, you can’t eat delicious things, and you can’t even think about it. Can't even play.

So people like Qingming are really easy to be hated.

……

Qingming will be back soon.

Holding several books in his hands, he placed them on the counter table with a "bang".

Take a look.

Xiaolan and the others have already left, so they probably went to bed and returned to the cage, but Mori Kogoro seems to have to work, and Conan doesn't know what the hell is going on.

Qingming was too lazy to pay attention.

There were not many customers in the store, and Azusa Enomoto was relatively free, so she walked over and looked curiously.

"Is it Xiaolin-kun's novel again?"

she asked.

Qingming read very few novels, either novels about a certain uncle or Mr. Xiao Lin's novels.

But not this time.

"It's Xiangbaoli's, a real mystery novel."

"Oh."

Azusa Enomoto nodded.

She doesn't have much interest in these, because she doesn't really understand those crimes with high IQs. Simply put, she has no talent in reasoning.

Qingming had already sat down, flipping through the novel.

She asked again.

"Why don't you read Mr. Xiaolin's novel this time? Have you finished it?"

"Ah."

"Are Miss Shambori's novels good?"

"Ah."

"This novel..."

"Azi."

"what?"

"Are you free to do anything?"

"Yes."

"..."

Qingming scratched his head.

It seems that the most indispensable thing in the world is people who have nothing to do and find something to do.

how to say……

"I will give you a task."

"what?"

"Call and go buy books."

"Buy a book?"

"Yes, buy all of Xiangbaoli's novels."

Qingming raised the book in his hand and pointed to the author's name on the cover.

The new name Xiangbaoli did not use any pen name, so her real name appeared on the cover.

"all?"

Azusa Enomoto also scratched her head.

"Do you want a set of them all?"

"not all."

"?"

"Now call all the big bookstores, buy as many as you want, buy all the novels, increase sales, and buy as many copies as there are books, I want to make the sales of her novels a legend."

"..."

Azusa Enomoto understood.

"The owner."

"what?"

"Are you free to do anything?"

"..."

"and……"

"Not much nonsense, go quickly, not only want the bookstore, but also order, each book will come with [-] million copies first, anyway, it's not short of money, the worst thing is to borrow the national budget of Neon."

"..."

The owner of this shop is gone.

(End of this chapter)