Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Kris Wynyard chuckled and laughed: "I didn't expect Amuro-kun to be so frank, in fact, I agree with you very much. In contrast, breakfast is more important. I'm leaving now!"

After all, she took the lead to walk towards the restaurant.

Enomoto Azusa stared at her back in astonishment, as if she knew Kris for the first time: "How can it be that nothing has happened? That's a life..."

Shui Wu Renai walked to her, stretched out his hand to rub Enomoto's head, and said gently, "Although I don't want to admit it, sometimes human life is the cheapest."

"Yeah, no one will miss him except the family of the deceased? Even family members, time can heal all pains." Kenzo Masan sighed, he seemed to be taking this opportunity to express the resentment in his heart.

Enomoto Azusa was still very confused. She raised her head and looked at Shinhana: "Does Mr. Asano think so too?"

"In fact, not understanding is also a kind of happiness." There were some emotions in Shinhana's eyes that Enomoto Azusa couldn't understand. He did not answer her question directly, but Enomoto Azusa believed that Asano Nobuhira must have a lot to say, but he just couldn't say it. .

Enomoto Azusa is still very young and not deeply involved in the world. She probably never imagined that these friends who played with her would have such a deep burden on their backs.

"It's safe." Yoko Okino smiled at Enomoto Azusa, "I asked Officer Swann just now, and he said that we can go back to China as planned, and leave the rest to the program team. Hurry up and eat. After breakfast, we have to catch a plane."

"After such a thing, I don't know if the program can be broadcast normally."

"It must be fine!"

The guests walked to the restaurant in twos and threes, seemingly accustomed to the death of someone. But when they arrived, they were told that the entire hotel was under the control of the Swedish police, and they had to send their breakfast for toxicology testing if they hadn’t eaten yet.

In desperation, everyone had no choice but to set off to the airport first to fill their stomachs at the airport.

It was also at the airport that Xinfan encountered an unexpected person.

"Why are you here?" Xinfan looked at the child who looked like a winter melon in front of him in surprise.

Edogawa Wintermelon Conan flattened his mouth, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with someone's response: "Why can't I be here? Mr. Asano is also true. I secretly came to Sweden to travel and didn't tell us."

"I came to work, and you are..." Xinfan's gaze fell on someone not far away, and he immediately understood, "Oh, you are here to fall in love."

The man not far away is Maori Lan.

It seems that the thing that Mouri Kogoro has been reluctant to explain for a long time before is that Molilan has brought Conan to Sweden.

"It's not about falling in love!" Conan retorted with red ears, "Brother Xinyi received a commission. He asked me and Sister Xiaolan to come over and help him take a look."

Hearing him say this, Xinfan knew that Mao Lilan was here.

Sure enough, Maurilan looked very happy to see him: "It's a coincidence, Mr. Asano, but you should be going back right?"

Xinfan exchanged a few words with Mao Lilan, then lowered his body and said to Conan: "I think you made a mistake in causality. It was not you who came to Sweden after receiving a commission. It should be a chain reaction that caused someone to die when you arrived in Sweden. "

He just said why a good show can meet a vendetta, it turned out to be because Conan came to Sweden, he really deserves to be a pupil of death!

"What! What you said is the same as those cases are all led by me." Conan said speechlessly.

Xinfan twitched the corner of his mouth suddenly and asked him, "How about I make you a magic trick to make you forget that you are a **** of death."

"I am not a **** of death!"

Xinfan shrugged, "Look, I don't forget this."

"..."

Conan told himself over and over again that he was a high school student who was about to reach adulthood, and he couldn't bother with Asano Nobuhiro.

After a while, Conan recovered his calm. He quietly said to Xinfan: "This time the commission is a bit strange. It may be related to that organization. I will tell you specific things when I go back."

Related to the organization?

The news that Conan got should not be faked, but Xinfan himself didn't get any news.

Does the organization have any plans in Sweden?

To be honest, this feeling of not knowing anything is really bad, Xin Fanzheng wanted to ask in detail, but listened to Amuro Tou calling his name.

Conan glanced at Amuro Toru without a trace and reminded: "Mr. Asano, you must be careful of Amuro Toru. I suspect he is a member of the organization."

"Is he a member of the organization?" Xinfan pretended to think carefully for a long while, "probably not, I don't think Mr. Amuro is that kind of murderous person."

Conan suddenly became anxious: "I have the evidence. It is not yet clear why he is lurking in the music classroom, but if he comes to me, then he is very dangerous!"

Xinfan showed a soothing look at him, did not say much, left him, and walked in the direction of the guests.

Behind him, Conan was anxious and at a loss, but the man at the center of the storm was calm.

In fact, Xinfan's heart is not as calm as he showed. What he cares about is the organization's next plan and what they want to do with Kudo Shinichi.

It's just that no matter how much he cares about these things, all he can do at the moment is to fly back to Japan.

The mobile phone confiscated by the program group was returned to the guests as early as this morning when the accident happened. Just because they are still in Sweden, they basically haven't used it.

It was not until he got off the plane in Tokyo that Xinfan turned on his mobile phone.

He sent an email to the gentleman, stating that his vacation is over and he can start working.

"This week has been really enjoyable, except for the last thing." Yoko Okino smiled at everyone, "We can get together again if we have a chance."

"There will be a chance."

Xinfan looked at Toru Amuro, just as the man also raised his eyes.

With eyes facing each other, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Amuro Toru took the lead to smile: "Mr. Asano, the boat and the car are tired, a few days off, this request shouldn’t be too much, right?"

As soon as he heard of the holiday, Enomoto Azusa's attention "swish" was attracted.

Xin Fan readily agreed: "Of course it's not too much. Anyway, Mr. Amuro's salary this month has been deducted."

"..." Amuro's mouth twitched, "Really deducting wages?"

"Of course, no rules can't make a circle." Xinfan replied righteously.

"Calm down! Amuro-kun!" Enomoto Azusa flew over, and firmly grasped Amuro's arm. "Mr. Asano is the boss. What if he gets in a hurry and fires you?"

Xin straightened his tie slowly, and said mildly: "It happens to be the weekend next. Remember to come back to work on Monday."

After all, he left the airport handsomely, leaving everyone behind in a trance.

Enomoto Azusa was stunned, and suddenly reacted: "Today is Friday, and tomorrow is Monday, right? Mr. Asano didn't give us a holiday!"