Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

"Isn't that true?"

"Yes, I am Imaguchi."

On the train, a young man with short hair and glasses handed over his ID card.

"Okay, welcome to Mihua Market, I wish you a happy time!" After a brief look at the ID and there was nothing wrong with it, the conductor returned the ID card.

"Thank you!" Imaguchi wanted to say that he was from here, but in the end he didn't say it and just nodded with a smile.

Woohoo~~

Imaguchi leaned against the window and looked at the scene outside, feeling a little excited and uncomfortable.

I haven't been back for so many years since I left here. I didn't expect that there would be such a big change here, and I was a little at a loss for a while.

In fact, he had no intention of returning to Rice Flower City. He even planned to avoid these big cities as much as possible.

However, he has hidden his whereabouts for so many years. For more than ten years, he has been in a sparsely populated place, staying by himself all day long without anyone to talk to.

If this continues, he doubts that he will be depressed even without the organization finding him.

Moreover, he left the organization at the age of seven, no, it should be said that he defected from the organization.

It has been more than ten years now, since no one has ever discovered it. Now that he has grown up and his appearance has changed a lot, people in the organization should be even less likely to discover him. This is one of the reasons why he came back so openly.

It was impossible for him to hide in that small mountain village all his life, and it was impossible for him to only talk to the grandparents next to him for his whole life.

In that case, what's the point of his survival.

……

At the beginning, Imaguchi was very cautious, fearing that he would be discovered by people in the organization.

But after more than ten days like this, Imaguchi realized that he might have really been forgotten by the organization, and everything around him was normal.

There is no organized investigation and surveillance, and no one will suddenly shoot him. It is exactly the life a homeboy should have.

Today, I feel a little complicated. I don't know whether I should be happy that I have saved my life and that I don't have to worry about my life in the future. We should still be angry at the organization. Such a large organization doesn't even care if some people are still defecting!

But no matter what he thinks, this is a good thing for him, at least his life can be more stable.

During this period, because I was afraid of being discovered, I had been renting a house outside, eating fast food every day, and not daring to go out and wander around every day.

Now that you are safe, let's find a suitable house first. You can't just walk around with your luggage all the time.

Although I have already thought about it, Imaguchi's residence has not been decided for a while.

Years of living in seclusion still have a certain impact on him. Although Imaguchi is still young, he doesn't like noisy and lively, so he doesn't plan to live in those more lively places.

Moreover, he was used to living in a house with a yard, and now he wanted to find a quieter house. He didn't like high-rise buildings with too many people.

It is also because of this that it is not easy to find the house that I want to live in for a while. After all, people who can live in a single-family house are not short of money, so naturally it is impossible to sell the house.

Today's thoughts were delayed. Fortunately, it was summer vacation, and he was not in a hurry. He still had time to find it slowly.

……

Imaguchi, who hadn't eaten all day, wandered to a noodle shop not far away with his hungry and trembling body.

Looking at the delicious-smelling noodles on the table next to him, Imaguchi felt that his hands and feet were weak from hunger. He stopped looking at the menu and asked the boss to give him a bowl according to the noodles on the table next to him.

Imaguchi sat on the chair, waiting for his face, and casually observed the surroundings.

It seems that the business of this store is not bad, and it is not the time to eat, but there are actually several people sitting there. And the way they eat makes people feel that the taste of this restaurant must be very good!

Imaguchi was secretly looking forward to it. He had nothing to do, so he looked at the menu and ordered two more snacks and a can of fruit beer.

Hearing the burst of laughter coming from behind, Imaguchi felt a little unhappy, it was too noisy!

Fortunately, his noodles were ready quickly. Imagination picked up the chopsticks and eagerly picked up a mouthful of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

good to eat!

It’s nice to be able to eat when you’re hungry!

With a bang, the tables, chairs and plates behind him clinked, as if something fell to the ground.

While Imaguchi was stuffing noodles into his mouth, he looked back and saw a fat man covering his chest and falling to the ground. Opposite him, there were a man and two women standing in fear, surrounding the man who fell to the ground.

"Asuka! Asuka, what's wrong with you?!" A square-faced man shouted in surprise.

"Tokiro!" The girl with short hair ran over and looked anxiously at the man lying on the ground.

"Hurry up and save people!!" The girl with slightly longer hair didn't move and just covered her mouth.

Seeing the short-haired girl trying to touch the fallen man's body, Imaguchi shook his head inwardly.

If she was the murderer, the evidence would have been eliminated by now.

If she is not the murderer, it will be even more difficult to find the murderer after touching her!

Imago opened his mouth a little slower, and then heard a boy shouting: "Don't move, don't destroy the scene!"

Imaguchi looked towards the direction of the sound. A boy in school uniform shouted, got up and walked this way.

The girl at the same table with him also stood up and followed the boy worriedly.