[System: Of course I feel familiar. You obviously just met her today, right? 】

Lancer was slightly stunned after hearing this.

At this moment, a hand was placed on Lancer's shoulder.

The touch of this hand, even without looking back to confirm, Lancer knew who the other person was.

"coming."

"Ah."

The overly familiar dialogue made the two people's tacit understanding skyrocket.

In order not to be discovered, the two of them retreated behind the crowd. Lancer seemed to remember something, took Gin's hand, turned around and pulled him back to the coffee shop.

"The iced coffee you ordered is ready. Let's not join in the fun yet."

Gin dressed up as a young man with chestnut hair. Like Lancer, he also had a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose.

Although the man's appearance was softened by his new look, his eyes under the flat-view mirror were still quite sharp.

Lancer coughed dryly and motioned for him to calm down.

The ice cubes in the iced coffee were almost completely gone. After taking a sip, Gin raised his eyebrows. He didn't say whether it tasted good or not. He took a few sips and put it back on the table, then followed Lancer's Hot coffee exchange.

This act of intimacy went unnoticed by Lancer.

Perhaps he has long been accustomed to it. At this moment, his eyes are looking through the man's shoulder, paying attention to the movements in the clothing store opposite.

"Did you see that old man when you came here? His figure looks familiar. Although he has done some cross-dressing, he should be..."

"Rum." Gin answered bluntly.

Lancer showed an expression that was indeed the case, and then looked at the man in front of him.

"How did you know he was Rum? Is this really the intuition of an old enemy?"

After Gin drank all the hot coffee, he put down the cup and asked him with interest: "Have you forgotten what I do? In order to record action data, of course I will know Rum's action line."

It is unknown whether Rum took the initiative to inform him or whether Gin planted an informant around him.

Lancer raised his eyebrows: "Why did he sneak into Kogoro Mori's side? He made such a disguise, probably because he didn't want others to find out his true identity, right?"

Gin said: "Maybe, he knows many secrets of the organization, and maybe he is also investigating about drugs."

Speaking of drugs, Lancer inevitably thought of the list and had a vague guess in his mind.

"I do have a way to get rid of Rum, but..."

Before Lancer finished speaking, the police arrived at the scene. Not only did they seal the door of the clothing store with security tape, but even the customers of the coffee shop were prohibited from entering or exiting.

Lancer was a little confused.

"what's the situation?"

The topic suddenly changed. Lancer and Gin looked towards the door and saw Edogawa Conan standing at the door of the opposite store, talking to the police and pointing here.

Lancer gritted his teeth: "It's this guy again!"

Gin remembered: "Are you talking about the trouble that may have happened before, and this is what you are referring to?"

"Hmm." The young man grinded his teeth unhappily.

He originally planned to have a shopping date with Gin, but he didn't expect to be involved in the case again.

Seeing that Gin was interested in this case, Lancer crossed his arms and lazily talked about the cause and effect of the matter.

"The female Internet celebrity seemed to be named Yuna. She was hit by the deceased while filming in the store, and the two had a dispute. Then the clerk of the coffee shop came to persuade her, but the deceased even scolded the female clerk. From the words It sounded like they knew each other."

"After that, the famous detective came here with his family... Speaking of which, it seems that the man named Wakita Kanori invited them to Sapporo. This name is really weird!"

Gin opened the corner of his mouth and said with a low smile: "Maybe it's because the name was randomly chosen."

"Then the deceased walked around other shops, as if he was looking for something, and finally returned to the clothing store opposite." Lancer held his chin and yawned slowly.

"Looks like he's looking for someone, or something."

He was about to drink some of his own hot coffee to refresh himself, but when he picked it up, he found that the cup was empty and all the hot coffee inside had been drank by the man.

Facing Gin's fake smile, Lancer's clenched fists slowly unclenched.

Who on earth insisted on drinking iced coffee?

Gin said: "It seems that the people in the clothing store are also suspected."

Lancer nodded, and while trying to recall the details, he suddenly remembered something: "The deceased seemed to be very scared when he heard the name of Mouri Kogoro. Presumably this woman is not a good person~"

"Oh? This is quite interesting."

Gin stroked the coffee cup with his fingers. He expressed interest in the murder case, but the expression on his face was very indifferent.

Not interesting at all.

Under Conan's identification, the police brought several suspects to the coffee shop, where they were going to reconstruct the scene of the female internet celebrity where the victim had a conflict with one of the suspects.

The tall and thin policeman asked: "Were there many people in the coffee shop at that time?"

Conan replied: "There are quite a few. Because it is a newly opened store, there are many people coming here to shop and hang out!"

He glanced at Lancer's position and quickly exclaimed: "But when we came, there was only one big brother over there! His companion hadn't arrived yet."

Several people looked at Lancer and Gin, with subtle expressions on their faces.

Mao Lilan heard a girl behind her whisper: "Hey! Two grown men came to a coffee shop for a date? How disgusting!"

"Don't say that. What if we are just good friends and have arranged to meet here?"

"Even if they are really together, it's none of your business, right? Don't be too mean, they both look cool and handsome. If it's two handsome guys together, I think it's quite a match!"

"Your views are really strange..."

Same-sex, lovers?

Mao Lilan bit her finger, and someone's face flashed through her mind.

Speaking of which, there was someone who liked someone of the same gender as me before, but since that concert, it seems that I have never seen him again...

"Sister Xiaolan, let's just go and stay in our original seats, right?"

Conan woke up the distracted Mao Lilan and saw the wrinkles between her eyebrows unfurling, and then breathed out softly.

Lancer, who caught a glimpse of this scene, put his chin on his hand and whispered: "The relationship is still very good~"

"Who are you talking about?" Ginjiu has a very good ear.

So, the young man raised his eyes and said, "I'm talking about you and me!"

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