Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 38 Sometimes I don't work hard...

Chapter 38 Sometimes I Don't Try Hard...

Can people do bad things?

Some will, some won't.

If Enomoto Azusa were to answer this question, it would definitely not be.

And if it was changed to Xiaolan or Conan, it would be even more impossible.

Especially Conan.

In this guy's head, it is estimated that there is nothing superfluous except for maintaining justice.

And the justice he identified is the "law" of Neon.

Perhaps, he is right.

Or maybe he was wrong, at least not entirely right.

The law is not everything.

But this guy, maybe he's just chasing the truth.

there is only one truth.

This is his epitaph... oh, the motto.

All in all, if Conan does, he will definitely not do bad things.

So, is there a Ching Ming Festival?
Nobody knows.

Because in this world, no one can understand the thoughts of Qingming, and no one knows the essence of Qingming.

Whether it is good or bad, no one knows.

Because he is always reading and basically does not do other things.

The only thing that can be said to be bad, I'm afraid the only thing is that she molested Enomoto Azusa every day.

Mengpo soup and coffee don't count, so at most it can only be said to be a deception, the result of a black belly.

So what choice will Qingming make?

"Ah."

Curved the corner of the mouth, chuckled.

The laughter seemed a little disdainful, a little mocking, and meaningless.

"Let her talk to me after drinking three cups of Mengpo soup. Don't say that she has done something bad. Even if you want me to push you down in front of her, there is no problem. The premise is that they can drink three cups of Mengpo soup." Soup."

He said so.

In the end, no definite answer was given.

As for what he said, Enomoto Azusa just rolled her eyes.

Just give an example, why do you have to use her and this kind of thing as an example?
No matter what time it is, I never forget to tease her.

But she didn't say much.

Turn around and leave, and go to reply to the female guest.

Qingming didn't pay attention there, but just looked at Naoko Takei who was sitting by the window.

That position was almost becoming her exclusive position.

Because I come here every day, and every time I come, I will sit in that position, and I will sit there until the evening before leaving.

During this time, rain or shine.

Qingming also felt a little curious.

Stand up, leave the counter, and walk over there.

Sitting down in front of Naoko Takei, with a curious expression on his face, his eyes also fell on the girl.

The girl is still the girl.

Short shoulder-length hair, delicate features, and melancholy eyes.

"Are you worried about something again?"

Qingming asked.

After a while, Naoko Takei seemed to notice his approach, and turned her head in a daze.

The discovery is Qingming.

After staring at him for a while, he turned his head and continued to look outside.

"It's snowing."

She said something like this, and the answer was irrelevant.

Qingming looked outside, then at the girl.

"It's snowing every day these days, what's so strange?"

Although it is strange enough to suddenly snow, but as long as you get used to it, you won't feel anything.

This world is not such a scientific world.

The girl didn't answer.

Still silent, looking at the outside world.

Qingming did not continue to ask.

For Naoko Takei, his definition is just "a person he knows", and he doesn't care too much.

He knew it, and Xiaolan was a good example.

Too much tenderness will only make people misunderstand, so he will not treat a girl casually with tenderness.

Isn't there a song called "Damn Tenderness"?

Although Qingming doesn't quite understand the definition of gentleness.

Anyway, like Xiaolan, caring too much about friends is not acceptable.

Especially for friends of the opposite sex.

Although Qingming and Takeju Naoko are not friends.

Each of them was thinking about their own thoughts, and then became silent again.

Azusa Enomoto felt a little helpless when she discovered the situation here.

Although in her opinion, the boy and the girl are a good match, but they are too silent. The words they have said together may not be as much as what she and Qingming have said in an hour.

But think about it, I don't care anymore.

She is not a matchmaker, and people don't need her to mess around with the red line, so there is no need to care about such issues.

Moreover, what she should pay more attention to now is whether the guests can drink three cups of Mengpo soup.

The female guests have already started drinking.

Although I sprayed it at the first sip before, but this time, perhaps because of motivation, I just pinched my nose and drank it.

It's just that she drank very slowly, perhaps because of the visual impact, so the sense of resistance in her heart was too strong, making it difficult for her to swallow.

Many times, feeling unable to eat or drink is a psychological effect.

If you don't take this thing seriously, don't say three cups, even thirty or three hundred cups will be fine.

For example, Quantum and Suzuki Sonoko.

Take Takei Naoko, for example.

Takeju Naoko always drank a cup of Mengpo soup coffee in small sips when he was in a daze.

The surrounding guests are also paying attention to this side.

Perhaps it was strange, wondering why this female guest went so hard to drink the terrible Mengpo soup coffee.

Is there a reward after drinking it?

Anyway, they had never heard of it, and that urban legend was basically only spread in the circle of some fantasy-loving girls.

Most people don't pay attention to urban legends, and even if they hear them occasionally, they don't take them to heart.

Otherwise, Qingming's store would have been found out long ago.

The unpalatable Meng Po soup coffee naturally easily attracted the attention of others.

Let's not talk about these for now.

Although Mengpo soup is unpalatable, it is still drinkable for those who have already made up their minds.

The female guest drank it down.

Although the expression seemed to be pained, he rolled his eyes.

But she did drink it.

Azusa Enomoto felt a little surprised by this.

Maybe I should ask, does this guest also have the word "zi" in his name?

But think about it, forget it.

Holding the towel, I stood by and waited for a long time.

I thought that today I might be able to witness a miracle again.

But it still doesn't work.

After pouring two cups, the third cup couldn't be poured anyway.

Not only could it not be poured in, but he covered his mouth and ran into the back bathroom to vomit. All his hard work was in vain.

Azusa Enomoto expressed helplessness about this.

After looking at Qingming, I found that Qingming didn't express anything superfluous.

In fact, Qingming didn't care at all. After the result came out, he just smiled and said to Naoko Takei.

"Look, sometimes if you don't work hard, you don't even know what despair is!"

Does hard work guarantee success?
Not necessarily.

As a person who has experienced it, Qingming said that after drinking too much chicken soup, he realized that the reason why you drank the soup was because others ate all the meat.

But Naoko Takei didn't understand what he meant.

Just thinking about it, it seems to understand a little bit.

"You want me to give up?"

"Eh? Give up what?"

Qingming said that he didn't quite understand.

How to say give up in a good way?He just casually said something that he often saw before time travel.

That's for hitting people.

Takei Naoko was hit?Why are you hit?

Qingming said it was difficult to understand.

But Naoko Takei just shook his head.

"It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, he continued to look at the scenery outside.

(End of this chapter)

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