Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 75 It seems...

The rain didn't last long and stopped soon.

Upstairs Conan and a few elementary school students ran down, saying they wanted to go somewhere with Ayumi.

Qingming did not stop it.

After Ayumi left, Miyano Akemi, who slowly drank a cup of Mengpo soup coffee, also got up and walked over, checked out and left.

Before leaving, there seemed to be something she wanted to say to Qingming.

But finally gave up.

Maybe I want to ask about the connection between this Qingming and that Qingming.

But what if you ask?

It has nothing to do with it in itself, nothing will change if you ask, and nothing will change if you don't ask.

Simply give up the entanglement.

Walking out of the coffee shop, breathing in the fresh air after the rain.

Anyway, take care of yourself first.

……

Time passed slowly.

The crow is still working hard, and the black cat is also walking around the streets.

The Taoist and the witch have never met each other, but they are actually using various Taoism and magic to test each other, and occasionally play pranks.

Over time, Qingming wanted to meet that witch a little bit.

But did not go.

Don't care about anything, don't care about anything, spend a period of time in a flat way.

Another new day.

noon.

After lunch, Qingming stood at the door of the store.

On the street, a car slowly passed by, and the roads on both sides were coming and going.

"The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit."

People, only do what is good for you.

This is understandable.

After all, humans are inherently selfish.

Lift your head and look at the sky.

"Today is a beautiful day!"

Such a sentimental sentence.

Immediately, the line of sight turned to a certain direction.

"What should come will eventually come!"

……

crow.

The pitch-black crow is so conspicuous during the day.

Spreading its wings, it flew from the roof on this side to the electric pole on the other side, and its eyes, as black as its body, stared down.

The robbery happened.

Premeditated robbery, everything went so smoothly, so smooth that it didn't seem like they were here to grab money, but just to get money.

Only the primary school student was in an unexpected situation.

A primary school student cannot be underestimated.

Especially the existence of a certain elementary school student who wears glasses and writes Edogawa Conan as Shinigami.

Stepping on Hot Wheels...

Stepping on the skateboard made by Dr. Ali, he chased the robber's car without fear.

Sometimes I don’t know whether to say that he is brave, or that he is too confident, or to be precise, he is too impulsive. The robbers are all adults and have guns. They think that they can be settled with his little props?
Or by virtue of his own ingenuity?
I don't deny that he is indeed very smart, but because he is smart, he thinks that others are stupid, but it is easy to be slapped in the face.

Slapping in the face is just a small thing.

Involved in these darkness, if one's cleverness is mistaken by one's cleverness, one will die.

Not to mention that.

The crow has been in the back, witnessing everything.

……

Although a bit unexpected.

But in general, everything went well, and one billion neon coins were also handed over smoothly.

To be honest, Miyano Akemi didn't know why the organization would use this method to snatch the one billion neon coins. After so many years of development, such a huge organization has no industry to send funds to it?
Well, I'm not a core member, so it's normal not to know.

Anyway, she has already completed the last task, and the next step is to see if the other party will abide by the agreement.

Keeping the one promise to get her and her sister out of the organization.

But the more this kind of time, the more uneasy in my heart.

"At least until you see your sister, you can't hand over the money to the other party."

She thought so.

So after getting the money, instead of putting it in the designated place according to the original plan, it was changed to another place.

She had to.

Because it was Gin (Gin) who was negotiating terms with her, the existence that made people feel a lot of pressure just standing in front of her.

Facing such a person, she had to be prepared.

"I just hope that there will be no twists and turns."

Miyano Akemi prayed silently.

……

The case is a matter for the police and robbers, and has nothing to do with ordinary people.

When relevant news comes out, ordinary people can only express a few words with emotion at most, and then continue to do their own things.

a new day.

Seeing the report of the robbery in the news, Azusa Enomoto was a little surprised.

"One billion neon coins, just like this?"

"..."

"Shopkeeper, I'm talking to you."

"what?"

"Aren't you surprised at all? That's one billion neon coins, enough for the average person to live a lifetime of wealth."

"So what? Am I an ordinary person? I'm in Class Two."

Qingming shrugged.

The famous class Class B of the second year, if it is expressed in numbers, it is the second class of the second year.

So there's nothing wrong with that.

Azusa Enomoto just rolled his eyes at this.

But this is not important, she just felt that she suddenly discovered something.

"The owner..."

If there is something you don't understand, just ask directly.

"You don't even care about one billion neon coins?"

"What is there to care about?"

"What about the billion dollars?"

"To me, it's just a pile of paper, not as useful as a few drawn symbols."

Qingming shrugged.

The valuable things in the eyes of capable people and ordinary people are different, because the money status in the eyes of ordinary people is easy for capable people to obtain.

Enomoto Azusa looked at Qingming.

She finally understood why Qingming didn't care about the reason why there were fewer customers in the store recently.

That little turnover is not comparable to one billion US dollars, or even one billion neon coins, and Qingming doesn't even care about one billion, so how could he care about that little turnover.

But speaking of symbols...

"The owner."

"Ok?"

"You draw so many talismans, do you have any talismans?"

"It depends on what kind of amulet you want. Let me explain in advance that the so-called amulet is just to prevent some things from approaching you. Not everything can be prevented."

"So there are many kinds of amulets?"

"Ah."

"Then is there any amulet that can prevent you from approaching?"

"..."

Qingming raised his head and looked at Enomoto Azusa.

Then a smile appeared.

"It seems that you owe training again!"

"..."

……

night.

It's raining tonight, although it's not heavy, it makes people feel a little chilly.

But for crows, it has no effect.

The pitch-black crow blended into the night, making it even more inconspicuous. As long as it didn't make a sound, no one would be able to spot the gaze from the darkness.

Like the gaze of death.

Into the darkness, but also able to see through the darkness, to record some little-known things.

For example, the slowly moving car and the stopped car.

Roll down the car window, kill a man coming out of the convenience store, and then walk away.

Or in an apartment building.

Kill the man lying on the bed, drop the lipstick, and leave quietly.

This is the man who lives in darkness.

To them, killing people is just commonplace, and they are used to killing and killing, and their hearts are only numb, without the slightest mercy.

Compared with them, Qingming is definitely kind.

Although occasionally do some mischief.

However, through the crows getting used to the darkness, will Qingming be assimilated by the darkness?

Maybe.

Or maybe not.

How the thread of fate will run, no one can know.

Not even Qingming.

Although he could tell fortunes, in essence, he was only able to see the most likely one among the countless possibilities in the future.

Maybe not the most likely, because the future is changing all the time.

What cannot be changed is the past.

Any choice made now may change the future, and it will eventually become the past.

late at night.

in the coffee shop.

"Ah, another day is about to pass!"

Sitting at the counter, Qingming stretched.

Some people have no choice, and some people are always faced with many choices.

Qingming is the latter.

So in the case of Miyano Akemi, he also faces a choice.

Is it a helping hand?
Or sit idly by?

God knows.

(End of this chapter)