Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 Nobuhiro did not expect Yuya Kazami to work so efficiently.

　　 Early in the morning, he just woke up from his dim sleepiness, before he had time to wash up and eat breakfast, he received an email from Yuya Fengjian.

　　 At the same time, Tou Amuro also received an identical copy.

　　 "Mr. Asano, are you finished with your question?" Amuro asked contentedly, "I compiled the answers yesterday, and I can send them to you if you need them."

　　 "Thank you." Xinfan smiled back to him, "but I don't need it anymore. I found the answer last night."

　　 "Well, then it seems that we should all be able to participate in the next highlight."

"Yes."

　　 The two young men who slept with the lights off before ten o'clock last night looked at each other vigorously and smiled.

　　While far in Tokyo, along with the early morning sun, Kazejian Yu also floated out of the Metropolitan Police Department with vain steps.

　　 "The wind sees the police officer?" Little Police Flower asked in surprise and astonishment, "Did you not go home last night?"

"Hmm..." Kazami said in a daze, "In the last case, Moriarty died with Holmes, ah no, you should choose A and fall off the cliff... Well, I seem to have chosen B, no, no. No, I chose A. Which answer is it?"

　　 Little police flower was stunned: "The wind sees the police officer..."

　　 Isn't it, what the sisters said yesterday turned out to be true? ?

　　 Xiao Jinghua stood in a daze at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department in despair.

　　 And all this, Kazami Yu didn't even know.

　　……

　　 After breakfast, Shinshige and Amuro Tou spent about an hour each to complete the question book.

　　 "We must be the fastest, right?" Amuro Tou asked, feeling in his heart for Yuya Kazumi's work efficiency.

　　 Nobuhiro did not answer his question head-on, but looked at Conan who was drinking juice next to him: "When did you finish writing?"

　　 Conan's condition is not very good, and he looked dizzy: "I have been all night, and I finished writing at about six in the morning."

　　 "Huh?" Hattori Heiji asked in surprise, "Didn't you have written more than 800 questions at zero?"

　　 "I wrote it backwards. Because the previous questions are very simple." Conan half moon said, "Speaking of which, Brother Asano, why did this guy invite you to the Holmes tour group? He didn't write a word!"

　　 Hearing his words, Hu Shiyan glanced towards this side vaguely.

　　 "I hope that lunch will be a little better, what's breakfast!" Ayako Oki, a girlfriend of Toshiyanren and a classmate from the same university, complained in an unkind tone, "Yanren, don't you still write?"

　　 "Keep it down." Hu Shiyan made a silent gesture, and then looked around, making sure that no third person heard Oki Ayako's voice.

　　 Xinfan stirred the coffee in the cup, but Yu Guang and his ears had been paying attention to the movement in the whole lounge, especially the murderer Toshiyanto.

　　 Sherlock Holmes fan murder case, this classic case Xinfan remembers clearly. From the murderer and the victim to the motive of the technique, he can talk about it except for very small details.

　　 So he knew that Hiroyuki Kanaya was going to die early in the morning, and he also knew that Hu Shiyan wanted to kill someone at a good time when everyone stayed in the room to do the problem last night.

　　 But he has no plans to save people.

　　 Standing on the sidelines is actually not something that people like him should do. Sometimes Xinfan feels that he is too cold-blooded, and I am sorry for the cherry blossom medal that he once wore proudly.

　　 But he never thought of himself as the kind of person with a sense of justice. He is an ordinary person, very selfish, not big-hearted, and can only pretend to be the people he cares about.

　　The undercover life is destined to be a bystander at some point, even if he is righteous or evil.

　　He will save the old man Aimoto, the drug dealer in Moonshade Island, and Hori Gotsu Yumi, because the victims or murderers have the meaning of saving.

People like Toshiken are crazy obsessed with Sherlock Holmes, he does not hesitate to kill a partner for a plot and a setting, and kills an innocent girlfriend again in order to protect himself from the police... It is fair for him to accept the sanctions of the law.

　　 And Hiroyuki Kanaya, holds gatherings of Sherlock Holmes fans every year, but it is just to show off his collection. He is a businessman, and everything in his eyes can only be divided into two types: valuable and useless.

　　 Are these two people worthy of his rescue at the critical moment when he discovered Conan’s identity in Hattori Heiji, at the risk of affecting the development of Conan’s main storyline?

　　 If you look at it purely from the point of view of the profit and loss ratio, Xinfan will not hesitate to firmly choose to stand by.

　　 But he can't be completely rational and calm. After all, human life cannot be measured by value, even if there are more innocent lives involved behind this incident.

　　 So he was very entangled, very hesitant, and uncomfortable. He chose to treat it as nothing happened, choose to escape, and choose to be a turtle with its head down.

　　He is a coward, a selfish villain...

　　 "Mr. Asano."

　　 What... what sound?

"Mr. Asano?" Toru Amuro repeated it again~www.readwn.com~ The familiar voice was like a gleam of light suddenly appeared in the overcast weather. Although dim, it was firm and tenacious, and removed the heavier emotions of the letter. Pulled up from the edge of the cliff.

　　 Shinshige turned to Amuro Toru, his eyes slowly focused, and he could see the man's face clearly.

　　 His voice is a bit dry, but his voice is still clear: "What's the matter?"

　　 "I think you are uncomfortable, and I want to talk to you for fear of something you can't figure out." Seeing Xinfan's expression gradually became normal, Amuro didn't take the danger any further, and finally relieved a little.

　　 After all, Nobuhiro Asano is his mission goal. If nothing is investigated, it will make people suffer from strange mental illnesses, which will affect his mission too much.

　　 Alas, undercover agents are getting harder and harder these years. When you are on assignment, you have to work part-time as a psychologist.

　　Amuro sighed in his heart, but his face didn't show at all: "I don't know what you are upset about, but if you doubt yourself, maybe I can help."

　　 Xinfan didn't speak, but looked at him quietly, chattering with the familiar face.

"Because I also doubted myself. It was so serious that the meaning of living in this world was only one thing left. As long as I finished it, I could die immediately." Toru Amuro didn't explain, but Xinfan was vaguely aware of something, "Because I have something very important. It was taken away right in front of my eyes, but I couldn't do anything. That momentary feeling of powerlessness was like a virus, infecting every cell in my body and making me feel painful."

　　 Shinshige was stunned.

　　 Conan and Hattori Heiji keenly sensed something wrong with the atmosphere, and didn't say anything when they looked at each other.

　　 In this small corner of the lounge, only the sound of Amuro can be heard at this moment.