Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

When the police arrived at Shikano Jingji's house, what they saw was Shikano Jingji, who was tied to a chair with a sullen face and couldn't move.

Shikano Jingji confessed to his crimes, and now he feels that as long as he can live, he will go to prison if he goes to prison.

Kuroda Biewei looked at Zhufu Gao Ming: "The interrogation of Sanzhi Mamoru and Shikano Jingji still has to be handed over to you."

"Well." Zhu Fu Gaoming responded calmly.

"Xiao Gan." Uehara walked to Yamato Gansuke's side, "Akiyama, he must be resentful of you too."

On the way here before, Zhufu Gaoming had already told them the motives of Akiyama Shinsuke. So Uehara Yui knew Akiyama Shinsuke's resentment towards Yamato Kansuke. After all, the person who killed his sister was Yamato Kansuke's friend.

"Probably." Yamato Gansuke watched the police car that was escorting Akiyama Shinsuke go away, his expression gloomy.

Woodpeckers haven't killed anyone, but they have given many wicked criminals access to guns that lead to tragedy. The victim of the tragedy became a member of the woodpeckers, and eventually became the executioner for revenge. Tragedy unfolds one after another, and no one seems to be able to escape from it.

Yamato Gansuke shook his head, he couldn't think about it at night, he was easily depressed.

"By the way, I'm really hungry," he suggested, "Eat a bowl of soba noodles and go home!"

"No." Zhufu Gaoming vetoed, "I want to eat spaghetti."

"Huh? You want to fight me over this kind of thing?"

"It's just that I don't like soba noodles." Zhufu Gaoming turned around, leaving a tall figure behind, "Go with Uehara, I won't be with you anymore."

Yamato Gansuke looked at him and complained angrily: "What a childish ghost!"

Uehara Yui laughed: "Xiao Gan is the least qualified to say such a thing."

"What makes me the least qualified, and also, call me Officer Yamato!"

"Hey, Xiaogan, so which restaurant should we go to for soba noodles?"

Zhufu Gaoming walked to the side of the car, ready to leave alone.

Kuroda Bee was talking to Nobuyuki nearby, and when he saw him, he called out, "Zhufu!"

"Yes, Section Chief Kuroda?" Zhufu Gaoming cast a suspicious look at Heiwei Kuroda.

Kuroda Bieei patted Nobuyuki on the shoulder and said, "This is the first time my old subordinate has come to Nagano. You can take him around. Just as this case has come to an end, I will grant you two days off."

Zhufu Gaoming's calm gaze stayed on Xinfan's face for a few seconds. Emotionally, of course he wanted to spend a few more days with his brother, but...

"I still have two cases in hand," Zhu Fugaoming said seriously, "work is more important."

He said these words so as not to affect the scenery as much as possible, but Nobunaga said with a smile: "Zhufu Police Department, I rarely come to Nagano once, and I need a guide who knows more about this place. As for the case, isn't the police officer Yamato very leisurely? Let's leave it to him and Officer Uehara."

Zhufu Gaoming was very surprised, but since his younger brother said so, of course he would not continue to shirk, and said: "Okay, then I will be the host and take you sightseeing around Nagano City."

After successfully finalizing the next itinerary, Nobunaga and Zhufu Takaaki said goodbye to Kuroda Heiwei together.

After getting in the car, Zhufu Gaoming asked him, "I'll take you back to the hotel first?"

"Isn't it, Zhufu Police Department." Nobufan teased with a smile, "It's almost morning, send me back to the hotel if you don't invite me to breakfast, is this how you Nagano people treat guests?"

Zhufu Gaoming was helpless: "It's very safe in the car, you don't have to talk like that."

The smile at the corner of Xinfan's mouth suddenly widened a lot: "Sure enough, Gao Ming, you saw through me early in the morning, and refused to admit it was just to see my jokes?"

"No." Zhufu Gaoming said seriously, "You came to Nagano as Ogami Yanfang, you must have a mission, I don't want to affect you."

The horizon was already dimly lit, and the sun faltered near the horizon.

Zhufu Gaoming asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Shinshu soba," Nobunaga replied without hesitation, "I have a friend who asked me to try it for him."

Zhufu Gaoming only paused for half a second, and then responded: "Okay, I know there is a good restaurant."

Zhufu Gaoming turned the steering wheel to the right and turned into a deserted alley.

Nobunaga looked at the familiar or unfamiliar street scene outside, and suddenly sighed: "Nagano is really completely different from the city I remember. I am more familiar with Tokyo now."

"Some things are the root, no matter how much you go through later, you will never forget." Zhufu Takaaki reassured him, "It's like no matter how long you live in Tokyo, you still won't forget the Nagano dialect and still like the okonomiyaki made by your mother. ."

"Really?" Xin Fan leaned against the window angrily and didn't speak.

Others may be, but he can't guarantee that he won't forget those people or things that are so important to him. Nobunaga knew what the organization must have done to his brain, otherwise he wouldn't gradually forget many things. Maybe the organization never gave up on memory replacement research, maybe many of the projects he worked on were wolves in sheep's clothing.

Nobuhan couldn't tell Zhufu Gaoming about these things, and he didn't even know if the organization would reach out to him again. The only thing Nobunaga is sure of is that if there is such a day, he would rather die than expose the existence of Zhufu Gaoming and Yugu Zero.

The atmosphere in the car was a little dignified for a while.

The store Zhufu Gaoming said has arrived.

At this time, the sky was not yet full, but there were voices coming from the door of the store, and it seemed that there were already many customers inside.

Zhufu Gaoming opened the curtain and brought Xinfan to the small shop.

"Well, the owner, is there too much sugar in today's tsukemen soup?"

"That's why I said let Xiaogan try the new product. You want to eat traditional tsukemen."

As soon as he stepped into the store, Nobunaga heard two familiar voices.

"I didn't add too much, I must have dared to help my taste change." The owner greeted the new guests warmly, "Yo! Welcome to the two of you!"

Yamato Gansuke looked back, his eyes widened instantly: "Gao Ming?? Didn't you say you were going to eat spaghetti?"

Xin Fan was confused: "Is there such a thing?"

Zhufu Gaoming naturally sat down beside Yamato Gansuke, and said calmly: "For breakfast, the pasta is too greasy.

"Manager, two servings of traditional Shinshu soba."

"Okay, this is the oolong tea for the two of you, please wait a moment."

When Yui Uehara saw Yanfang Ogami, he had a guess in his heart: "It should be Section Chief Kuroda who asked Gao Ming to bring Officer Ogami to taste the local specialties of Nagano?"

"Does Gao Ming seem like someone who can do such superfluous things?" Yamato dared to complain, "He must have suddenly changed his mind and just happened to drop by with Officer Ogami."

Zhufu Gaoming sighed: "Let's sit in another place, the hall is too noisy."