Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Conan's toast does not eat fine wine (!

"Eh?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming maintained his initial actions and has not changed: "Life will die one day, no matter how long or short life is destined. This is what a military commander once said during the Three Kingdoms period."

Unfortunately, his hunch came true.

The bright future that Jing Guang had imagined for him finally fell apart at this moment.

The young man who once happily told him that he would officially become a policeman after graduating from the police academy, the young man who suddenly said that he had resigned from the police job, that...even if he was about to face death, he still wrote such a long letter. Come to deceive his own man.

What happened a year ago, he only recently received Jing Guang's diary.

It turns out that not only the suicide note was postponed, but also the relic?

Should I thank destiny? At least let him have a few more years of hope and thought, so that he won't face such a **** reality too soon.

After learning about his brother from Zhufu Gaoming, Takagi and Sato Mikako were quite moved.

Takagi couldn't bear it, but had to interrupt Zhufu Gaoming who was in the memory: "You can take this letter and its contents, but you still need to sign the registration book before that."

He handed the registration book to Zhu Fu Gaoming.

Zhu Fu Gaoming gently put the phone back in the envelope, then took the registration book and spread it out on the table.

He took the pen from his chest pocket. The cherry blossom badge on the pen was shining in the light, but the child who used to be full of stars was gone.

Zhu Fu Gaoming squeezed the pen tightly, as if he was holding the hand of the person in his memory through the pen.

He seriously signed the four words "Zhu Fu Gaoming" on the registration book.

At that moment, all the past slowly faded in front of his eyes like a cloud of smoke, but the smile of Jingguang in the memory was forever imprinted into Zhu Fu's brilliant heart, and could not be erased anymore.

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who left the Metropolitan Police Department, walked slowly on the road at a slower pace than before.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and it seemed that as long as it was extended indefinitely, he could finally meet Jingguang at some point.

This is a ridiculous but willing fantasy!

"Brother Gao Ming!"

Zhu Fu Gaoming suddenly widened his eyes, but he quickly reacted, and his eyes dimmed in an instant.

No, no one will call him "Brother Gaoming" in the future.

"Brother Gao Ming, I met a very interesting person in Tokyo. His nickname is zero. Although a little weird, he is a very good friend."

In a trance, Zhu Fu Jingguang's voice echoed in his ears.

Zhu Fu Gaoming turned the envelope in his arm over and noticed the circle painted on the back of the envelope.

"Zero, is it zero?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming closed his eyes slightly, and did not stop on the road again.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, but there is still a long way to live. Even if the future is long and you are alone with scars, you must go on. Because he wanted to take a look at the distant scenery for the dead.

...

Outside the Metropolitan Police Department, Takagi watched Zhu Fu's brilliant figure drifting away, and asked with some worry, "Is Police Officer Zhufu okay?"

"He will be fine." Mikako Sato sighed softly, "Presumably Police Officer Zhufu has already made such preparations. Let's go back, our mission is complete."

"Yes. But how could the Security Bureau suddenly remind us to deal with the relics of the three police officers, Date, Matsuda, and Hagiwara?"

According to the above command, these things were originally to be destroyed. It was Mikako Sato who felt that this letter to Zhufu Gaoming couldn't be regarded as a relic of Datehang, so he stayed.

...

"Ah, it's so cold, let me hide!"

Like a cat with a light posture, Enomoto Azusa quickly rushed into the Lu Feng music classroom. Before entering the door, she stomped the snow on the carpet.

In the next second, a cup of warm milk tea was handed to her, Enomoto Azusa looked up and saw Mr. Amuro who was smiling, but I don’t know why, Enomoto Azusa found that the black green under Amuro’s eyes had already overwhelmed him.

"Drink some milk tea to warm it up, it's really cold today."

"Thank you." Enomoto Azusa laughed happily. "With Mr. Amuro here, I'm very satisfied every day."

"Speaking of, Mr. Asano hasn't come back to work yet?" She looked around for a week, but she was a little disappointed that she didn't see the familiar figure.

Sitting against the wall, Subaru Okinawa was repairing his accordion. He heard the words: "I heard that Mr. Asano is negotiating a contract. If it can be successfully won, maybe the Ryufeng Music Classroom will be expanded."

"Huh? Expansion?" Enomoto Azusa was shocked, "Mr. Asano wants to open a branch?"

"That's not the case, it's to take down the surrounding shops. The owner of 38 Fandi lives in Kanagawa Prefecture all the year round. Mr. Asano should be looking for him this time."

Enomoto Azusa thought for a while: "If you are nearby, Mr. Asano won't want to annex the Iroha sushi restaurant? I really like their sushi takeaway, which is very convenient."

After speaking, she sighed again: "I went out to buy things yesterday, and I was going to die from the heat. It's so cold today."

"No way, this is the weather. You never know what the next second will look like." Amuro sighed with emotion.

Okiya Subaru: "... Yesterday was summer, of course it was hot, today is winter, it must be different."

"Ah, yes."

"Mr. Okinawa explained it, very powerful."

Okiya Subaru: "..."

Asano Nobuhira, when will you come back to take care of these people?

At this moment, some men, women and children in kimonos passed by the entrance of the music classroom.

Enomoto Azusa was stunned: "Why are so many people wearing kimonos today? I met a lot better on the way to work."

"Because today is the Seventh-Five-Three Festival." Amurotou arranged things and replied, "Parents will take their children to the shrine."

Seven, five, three?

Okiya Subaru looked towards Toru Amuro without a trace.

"Speaking of it, Xiao Ai should be exactly seven years old this year!" Enomoto Azusa suddenly remembered, "According to tradition, Mr. Asano should take Xiao Ai to the shrine, but he is now on a business trip..."

"Should be able to rush back."

"Hopefully, Seven-Five-Three is a very important holiday for children."

Subaru Okiya put the accordion in the box, then raised his head and suggested: "There are not many classes in the music classroom today, so let's go to the shrine and get better."

"Huh? Is it okay?"

"Mr. Asano is not here anyway."

"Okay, okay!!" Enomoto Azusa laughed, "I'm going to check the strategy!"

Toru Amuro said, "Then I will make something with the existing ingredients and bring it to the shrine to eat."

Enomoto Azusa was stunned: "Why would you bring ingredients to the music classroom?"

Amuro smiled mysteriously~www.readwn.com~ did not answer.

Well, this is the charm of cooking. Even if you stay in a music classroom, you sometimes want to cook.

But soon he frowned again.

Nobuhira Asano could not come to work, which was expected, but the question is, what is the identity of Nobuhiro Asano? At the time, Kuroda's tone didn't hesitate. The words "Mezcal exposed", "Exhausted everything" and "must be rescued" seemed to point to the same answer.

Mescal, Nobuhiro Asano...

I will figure out who you are!

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