Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

After coaxing Xiaolan, Kudo Shinichi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiaolan was not particularly angry this time. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to enter this door today.

"By the way, Xiaolan, how did you discover my identity? How long has it been since you discovered it? Could it be that you have seen through it a long time ago?" Kudo Shinichi suddenly thought of something and asked curiously.

He felt that he had done a good job of hiding it. Since he was asking for disguise and being a clone, Xiaolan shouldn't be able to see any flaws.

"If it's a one-on-one argument, I really can't see it. You are hiding everything very well." Mao Lilan's eyes were a little dangerous, and his eyes swept over Kudo Shinichi's body sharply, focusing on his legs. .

Kudo Shinichi immediately shuddered, hid his legs behind the sofa, and smiled bitterly.

"But you have revealed your secrets too many times, and you have concealed them too many times. Once or twice was just an accident, a coincidence, but once or twice, there must be something wrong.

Although I'm not as sharp as you, at least my father is a detective and my mother is a lawyer, so I won't be able to tell anything. Later, with the guidance of others, I recorded all the things that were wrong with you. As a result, they accumulated more and more. One or two of them were just coincidences, so I made dozens of them. "After Xiaolan finished speaking, she spread her hands and gave Kudo Shinichi a look. Kudo Shinichi understood immediately.

If Xiaolan still can't see anything wrong after finding so many things wrong, then she should just change her name to Maoli Silly Baitian.

However, advice from others?

"Xiaolan, who reminded you?" Kudo Shinichi asked, could it be those guys?

But that's not right. They shouldn't try to undermine themselves like this. Even if they are just watching the fun, they don't have such an opinion. After all, I have expressed my thoughts to them a long time ago.

"What do you want to do?" Mao Lilan looked at Kudo Shinichi cautiously. Could it be that Shinichi wanted to take revenge on Imaguchi?

"It's nothing. What can I do to him? I'm just a little curious. After all, it's pretty good to hide my identity. Not many people know about it." Kudo Shinichi waved his hand quickly, but got a Maori Lan. What do you think? eyes.

Kudo Shinichi smiled awkwardly and lowered his head to take a sip of water.

"It's Imaguchi. When Kyogoku went to film, we chatted about Conan outside the venue, and naturally we talked about similar things. Then he casually said that he should write it down. I thought this method was very good, so I did it. ." Mao Lilan didn't bother Kudo Shinichi too much. Seeing that he was really curious about this question, she told him the answer.

Kudo Shinichi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that it was Imaguchi's heart, but why did he do this? Could it be that he was deliberately trying to cause trouble for him?

Kudo Shinichi was full of doubts, but for a moment he didn’t know who to turn to for answers.

……

In Café Poirot, Imaguchi ordered a cup of coffee and a piece of macaroni as usual, and then ate while admiring the scenery outside.

I don’t know if it’s because of the change of chef, but the taste of Poirot’s recent meals is a little different from before. It’s not that it’s unpalatable, it’s just that he’s not used to it.

Imaguchi sighed slightly after taking a few bites. He was used to eating food cooked by Toru Amuro, but now he was a little uncomfortable eating food cooked by this new chef.

He picked up the coffee on the side and took a sip. The strong coffee flavor immediately flowed in his mouth. Imagination put down the cup in his hand and put his head on his hand, which made him feel embarrassed for a while.

Although this coffee tastes very strong and fragrant, I drank too much coffee mixed with water, and now I feel a little uncomfortable drinking pure coffee.

"What's wrong, Mr. Imaguchi, don't you have a good appetite today? Why didn't you eat much?" Azusa Enomoto was clearing the dishes at the next table and asked in confusion when he saw the food that Imaguchi had barely touched.

"No, I just didn't feel comfortable with it for a while. Has Amuro resigned? The food tastes different from before." Imaguchi shook his head inwardly.

Azusa Enomoto suddenly sighed after hearing this, and glanced around the cafe helplessly.

"Yes, since Mr. Amuro resigned, there have been a lot fewer customers in the past two days. Many people said that the taste of the food has changed, so that the restaurant's sales have not been very good in the past two days."

Although the newly hired chef is also a famous chef, compared to Mr. Amuro who is used to it, he always feels that there is something lacking.

"In this case, let's introduce something new! Otherwise, the business may not be very good. After all, we are already used to it." Imaguchi said helplessly.

"That's right. Mr. Amuro seems to have found a new job and is determined not to come back." Azusa Enomoto nodded helplessly.

After pouring a glass of lemonade for Imaguchi, Azusa Enomoto hurriedly went to greet the new customers. After all, she was the only waiter in the store, so it was quite busy.

Imaguchi was drinking lemonade and admiring the scenery outside the window. Suddenly he saw a familiar figure, Toru Amuro.

It's just that he is different from his previous appearance. He looks very serious now and is dressed very formally.

When Imaguchi looked at him, Toru Amuro just turned to look out the window and met Imaguchi's eyes. Imaguchi nodded lightly and said hello, and Toru Amuro nodded in the same way.

The car Toru Amuro was in left quickly without alerting anyone in the store, and no one recognized him as Toru Amuro, who had previously worked at Poirot.

"What a pity!" Imaguchi said to himself. It seems that he will never be able to eat the sandwiches made by Toru Amuro in the future. He quite likes them.

The sky gradually began to rain, and it fell to the ground with pattering sounds. Imago looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and was a little worried for a moment. It was raining so hard, and how could he go back without an umbrella?

"Azusa, are there any extra umbrellas in the store?" Imaguchi asked, looking at Azusa Enomoto who was wiping the table.

"Sorry! There are no umbrellas prepared in the store. Are you in a hurry to go back now? If you are in a hurry, how about I borrow one for you?" Azusa Enomoto shook her head and said in embarrassment.

"No need, I'm not in a hurry, I just don't know when the rain will stop." Imaguchi shook his head inwardly. He was the only one in his house. It didn't make any difference if he went back earlier or later.

As for Gin, they have been very busy recently, and Imaguchi hasn't seen him in a few days. Although sometimes I realize that he has come back before, he goes to bed later than me and wakes up earlier than me. When he comes back, he can't see anyone.

"In that case, don't worry. I've read the weather forecast before. The rain will stop in two hours and it won't rain very late." Azusa Enomoto shook her head and said.

"Well, in that case, give me something to drink! I want something warm." Imaguchi nodded heartily and returned to the table to sit down.

Just as he was patiently waiting for the rain to stop, a call suddenly came from his cell phone. When he saw Gin's number on it, a smile immediately appeared on Imaguchi's face.

"Hello, Ah Zhen?"

"Well, Ah Xin, aren't you at home?"

"No, I'm at Poirot Cafe now. It's raining outside and I can't go back for the time being." Imaguchi said while drinking the milk tea in his hand.

"Then I'll pick you up now."

"Okay, bring some change by the way, I don't have enough money." Imaguchi said heartily.

"Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Gin drove a Porsche 356a to the cafe within a few minutes.

Looking at the familiar figure outside, Imaguchi happily said hello to the window.

"Ah Zhen, you came so quickly! Do you want a drink?"

"I just went home and came here when I saw no one was in the room." Gin said, picking up the menu on the side and ordering a cup of coffee for himself.

"It's already so late, do you still want to drink coffee?" Imaguchi looked at the time on his phone and saw that it was already past 4 p.m. If he were drinking coffee now, he would probably be up until midnight again. Could it be that What other tasks are there for a while?

"Well, I have to deal with some things in a while and prepare for tomorrow. It will be much easier when tomorrow's things are finished." Gin nodded and hinted.

Imaguchi's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Gin in surprise. Gin nodded lightly. Imaguchi lowered his head and took a sip of lemonade. The smile on his face could not be blocked.

"Can I go there tomorrow?" Imaguchi asked expectantly.

"Of course, I just need you tomorrow." Gin nodded.

"Yes!"

……

Imaguchi followed Gin and came to a house in various strange ways. Looking at the vigilant plainclothes policemen around him, Imaguchi felt a little nervous and a little excited.

Gin gently patted Imaguchi's arm, and Imaguchi regained some of his attention and followed him into the house.

Not long after he walked in, Imaguchi saw acquaintances, members of the organization, and people from the police. Imaguchi nodded slightly and greeted them. He looked at them with either calm or surprised eyes, and felt something in his heart. A sense of mischief.