Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

"Dear students, what we are going to study today is Chapter 86. Turn the book to page ..." The man in a white shirt on the podium knocked on the table, then turned around and wrote something on the blackboard.

Imago opened the book carefully and looked at the contents. He held a pen in his hand and wrote down something in the notebook from time to time.

Ring ring ring

The bell rang, and the teacher just walked out of the classroom with his books, and the classroom was full of excitement.

"I'm so tired! I still have another class before I can eat!" Suzuki Sonoko complained as she lay on the table.

"If you bear with it a little longer, it will be over soon." Mao Lilan comforted Yuanzi, who was sitting beside him.

"I have biscuits here for you to eat?" Imaguchi took out the biscuits from his pocket and showed them to Sonoko and the others.

"Wow, Imaguchi, you really saved my life!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at the cookies in his pocket, her eyes were shining, and she nodded repeatedly.

"Imaguchi, you brought so many biscuits in without being checked?" Xiaolan was a little surprised and said in a low voice after taking the biscuits handed over by Imaguchi.

After all, their school is very strict about checking this kind of things. If there are cosmetics in the bag, it may not be a problem, but if there are snacks, they will definitely be confiscated.

"This is allowed by the school. After all, I sometimes need to take medicine, so I need to eat something to cushion me." Although it is only because of special circumstances that special care can be taken, Imaguchi can also take some simple things without too much. As long as there are not too many snacks with strong taste, the school will not check them too strictly.

"That's great! Ever since a classmate ate randomly and got gastroenteritis, the school no longer allows snacks to be brought in. What a pity!" Suzuki Sonoko sighed, feeling regretful while eating a cookie.

"Imaguchi, this biscuit tastes delicious! Where did you buy it?" Since he was sitting next to Imaguchi Kokoro and the others, Hondo Eyou was also given a piece of biscuit. He took a bite out of curiosity and was a little surprised.

The biscuit tasted delicious and had a familiar feeling, as if he had eaten it when he was a child, but he couldn't remember where exactly it was.

"These are biscuits I made myself." Imaguchi said softly.

"Did you make it yourself? It feels like the taste is a bit special. It doesn't seem to be made in a normal way, but it's delicious. I feel like I can open a store." Hondo Yingyou was a little surprised. He thought it was some kind of biscuit brand he had eaten before, but he didn't expect it to be him. made.

"The method seems to be a little different, but I didn't create it, but I copied the taste." In fact, this kind of biscuit was made by recalling the biscuits he had eaten in the organization when he was a child, but compared to the organization The cookies will be sweeter.

After all, his biscuits are for deliciousness, and the organization's biscuits are for satiety. There is no comparison at all.

"So that's it, then Imaguchi you are quite good!" Mao Lilan gave a thumbs up. She also knows how to make cookies, so she naturally knows that replicating the taste is not that simple.

"I was naughty before and saw how the chef made it, so I stole a little bit of it." Imaguchi said with a smile.

"What's wrong with you, Yingyou? I feel like you've been a little lackluster these past two days. Are you sick?" Imagochi asked, looking at the dazed Hondo Yingyou.

"I'm fine. I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have tasted something similar before, but I couldn't figure out where it was." Hondo Yingyou touched his hair. He looked naive, but the eyes behind his eyes were serious. He looked at Imaguchi's heart.

At first, he just felt that the taste of the biscuits was a bit familiar, but after thinking about it carefully just now, he finally remembered that he had eaten this similar taste there before.

It tastes like the biscuits my father brought when I was a kid, but not as crispy as now.

If his memory was correct, the biscuit should have been taken from the company when his father was working, and the place where his father was working at that time was the organization.

If this is the case, how did Imaguchi eat the cookies within the organization?

Imaguchi Kokoro is definitely not a candidate to be a member of the organization in terms of personality or physical ability, but he just tastes like a biscuit within the organization.

Yes, he was a member of the organization and he was mistaken.

Or is it just a coincidence?

"That should be just a coincidence. After all, the chef who made this kind of biscuits... originally made compressed biscuits. Later, due to the taste, fewer people ate them, so he probably stopped making them.

You think the taste is similar because it tastes more like compressed biscuits. "The words coming from my heart suddenly changed.

"Then I must have remembered it wrong!" Yingyou was a little doubtful, but didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Imaguchi had some doubts in his heart, wondering whether I was a member of the organization.

After returning home, Imaguchi opened the door and smelled the aroma in the air. It was the smell of fried chicken that he particularly liked.

After changing his shoes, Imaguchi looked at the tempting fried chicken on the table, swallowed his saliva, pinched a piece of chicken and ate it while looking for someone in the house.

Hearing the movement in the study, Imaguchi watched quietly. Seeing that Kurosawa Jin was on the phone, he stood quietly and ate until Gin finished the phone call and then walked over.

"Ah Zhen, why did you suddenly think of buying me fried chicken? Don't you want me to eat this?" Imaguchi handed Gin a piece of fried chicken.

"Aren't you greedy for this?" Gin finished the fried chicken in his hand in a few mouthfuls. "If I don't buy it, you will probably eat it secretly."

"Although it is true that eating less fried food is better for heart disease, my heart disease is almost cured now." Imaguchi smiled awkwardly.

Gin gave Imaguchi a look, and Imaguchi immediately didn't dare to speak.

Although there is indeed no major problem with his heart now, it does not mean that there are no problems with other parts of Imaguchi's body.

He would always be at a loss on this topic.

"This fried chicken is quite delicious. I'll buy it from this restaurant next time!" Imaguchi nodded as he ate.

Seeing that Ginjiu didn't speak, Jinguchi pulled him out.

"By the way, Ah Zhen, is there a male high school student named Hondo Yingyu in the organization? It may be a pseudonym."