Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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"Don't be so rigid, Takeoka-kun, Mr. Asano is a very good boss." Enomoto Azusa smiled, while letting Takeokayama Katsuya into the music classroom, "Just put the lunch box here, this It’s where we eat and rest."

It was also after walking to the table that Enomoto Azusa suddenly realized that the cakes and drinks left over in the morning were still lying on the table in a mess.

Amuro's eyesight is quick, and he hurries to clean up: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

"No, please don't mind." Takeokayama Kazuo paused, then suddenly asked, "What was that just now?"

"Are you asking about cakes?" Amurotou tied the trash bag and replied casually, "It is a dessert that originated in the United States, called brownies. Do you like it? If you like it, I can make an extra one and send it to Iroha tomorrow. ."

Takeokayama Katsuya immediately declined: "No, I don't like chocolate-flavored desserts very much."

"That's a shame." Amuro showed regret. "Brownie is Mr. Asano's favorite dessert."

"No." Xinfan didn't give Amuro a bit of face, and retorted unceremoniously, "It's just that the sweet varieties that Amuro-kun can make are too single. There is no way, but I can barely accept brownies."

Toru Amuro: "..."

That's really sorry!

"Kun Amuro?" Takeokayama Katsu looked at Toru Amuro.

"Well, I'm Toru Amuro, the guitar teacher in the music classroom, and the next one is Azusa Enomoto, Miss Xiao Zi. We are your colleagues." Tou Amuro reached out, "please advise."

"No, I am."

"I found that every new employee under Mr. Asano is polite, and exposes his nature after getting along for a while." Azusa Enomoto smiled and curled his eyes. "Takeoka-kun, what do you want to eat?"

She has opened the lid of the four bento boxes, and the pork ribs and fish meat are flowing with attractive luster.

"Give me the rest. I'll trouble you."

Although Takeoka Yamakatsu did not want to have lunch in the music classroom, his boss had already invited him enthusiastically.

During the dinner, Takeokayama Katsuya's eyes always fell to Toru Amuro inadvertently, and this unhostile look made Toru Amuro very uncomfortable.

Amuroto put down his chopsticks, and looked at Takeokayama Katsu calmly: "Takeoka-kun, please help to see if I got the rice grains on my face."

Takeokayama was stunned. He heard the overtone of Toru Amuro and quickly explained: "Sorry, I just noticed that there is a thin cocoon at the junction of Mr. Amuro's right index finger and thumb, as well as on the palm of his left hand. I have one who likes shooting. My friend has this kind of cocoon in his hands, so..."

Amuro's complexion changed slightly, and even Shinshige stopped eating, and turned to look at Takeokayama Katsura.

It is difficult for people like them who have been dealing with guns for a long time not to leave marks on their bodies, but most people do not notice these marks while maintaining social distancing.

But just by sitting face to face like this, Takeokayama Katsu clearly judged Amuro Tou where there is a cocoon, and he also mentioned a friend who often shoots. The meaning is already obvious.

Facing the calm and vigilant gazes of Toru Amuro and Nobuhiro Asano, Takeokayama finished the following words: "So Mr. Amuro should have worked in a cafe, restaurant, etc., right?"

After hearing this, Amuro almost didn't react: "Why do you say that?"

"Working in these places will inevitably have to serve dinner plates to customers. Over time, the edges of the plates will leave such thin calluses on their hands." Takeokayama Katsuya smiled embarrassedly, "I am also in Iro. Found it while Bo was working."

Amuro breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be like this, but the job that leaves thin calluses in this kind of place is not limited to waiters. As you said, shooting athletes can also."

"That's right, but Japan's gun control is very strict, and short-term shooting training does not leave a cocoon." Takeookayama asked, "Did Mr. Amuro used to be a shooter?"

Xinfan raised his teacup and drank a sip of tea to soothe his throat, while also covering up the smile in his eyes.

Is Tou Amuro almost pitted himself?

Toru Amuro was also a little speechless. He reluctantly affirmed Takeokayama's previous guess: "Takeoka-kun is really keen. I did work as a waiter, and it lasted a long time."

"You're overwhelmed." Takeokayama Sheng showed a faint smile.

Enomoto Azusa was very excited when he listened, and his eyes were sparkling: "Takeoka-kun is so good, is he interested in being a detective? We have a detective office upstairs, which is also Mr. Asano's business!"

"Ah, this is probably not my strong suit."

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Amuro-kun has worshipped the famous detective Kogoro Mori as his teacher. Do you think he looks like a suitable detective?"

Toru Amuro: "..."

He didn't even know when his image in Enomoto Azusa's heart was so incompetent!

…

In order to thank Nobuhiro Asano for his hospitality, Takeokayama took two large bags of garbage in the morning and noon when he left, and walked to the garbage disposal point one stop away.

After the meal, as the most leisurely person in the music classroom, Xin Fan held a cup of hot tea and sat in his favorite position by the window, drinking water while watching the pedestrians coming and going outside the window.

Enomoto Azusa looked up in his busy free time, covered the smile on his lips, and secretly winked at Amuro: "Amuro-kun, do you think Mr. Asano looks like an old man living in the Showa era?"

Amuro followed her sight-the warm sunlight softened Asano Nobuhiro's outline, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made his expression gentler and more relieved. He held a cup of tea in both hands, and exhaled from time to time. Blowing, the heat is lingering, very quiet and peaceful.

This picture is actually very loving, but with Enomoto Azusa's hypothesis, what Amuro really thinks is that the "harmony" on Asano's body is too serious.

He should be replaced with a hakama with a hakama, combed his hair into a moon generation style, and replaced the background with a traditional Japanese room.

This will not violate peace!

Under Toru Amuro's gaze, Nobuhiro Asano suddenly seemed to remember something. He put down his teacup, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a number. Suddenly the temperament of the whole body changed again, this time it was much normal.

"Hey, it's me." Xinfan switched to English naturally, "I need your help on one thing, which is for that person..."

Amuro understood what Nobuhiro Asano said, but he thought it was strange. Talking in English means that there is a foreigner on the other side of the phone. Could it be that the organization is there?

"Well, then I will trouble you."

After the call, Xinfan opened the phone book expertly and deleted the latest record.

The place label of that number is-Sweden.

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