Also at the winery today 996

"Good cooking skills, Amuro."

Ma Chuanshe, who had just learned to use chopsticks, picked up the eggs in front of him and stuffed them into his mouth. He didn't forget to praise them after eating.

It’s not that my father has never cooked before. It was only after he finished cooking that he discovered that he had mistaken sugar for salt.

So, he could only endure the strangeness and eat the chicken drumsticks he was currently eating.

Since then, every time he finished a task, he would spend time in the kitchen learning to cook whenever he had free time.

Anyway, he didn't want to be poisoned by his father's tea.

"As long as you like to eat." Amuro rarely said the words without thinking about it.

"Can I learn to cook with you?"

Ma Chuanxie turned around and looked at Toru Amuro seriously.

If this guy is killed by Gin one day, won't there be no one to cook for him?

He didn't want to die of starvation. How embarrassing that is.

He would rather be thrown to Siberia by his father to freeze to death.

"You want to learn how to cook with me? Okay."

Toru Amuro didn't figure out why he would learn to cook from him until Magawa Xie left.

kitchen.

"What are these?" Toru Amuro put the various condiments prepared by the organization on the table and asked Ma Chuanxie to identify them to him one by one.

Jian Chuanxie picked up the fist-sized jar on the far right, saw the label on it, and said its name without any pressure.

"soy sauce."

Then, he picked up the second bottle.

The difficulty of the second bottle was obviously much greater. After all, Amuro Toru came here specifically to test Makawa Xie.

After opening the bottle, Jian Chuanxie lowered his head and put the tip of his nose close to the mouth of the bottle. His brows suddenly wrinkled, and the pungent sour smell floated out of the bottle and entered Jian Chuanxie's nose.

"vinegar."

.........Twenty minutes later.

"You'd better let me go, I won't learn anymore." With a look of despair on his face, Ma Chuanxie leaned against the refrigerator and looked at Toru Amuro blankly.

Why do vinegar, soy sauce, light soy sauce, and oyster sauce look exactly the same!

Why do sugar and salt look exactly the same!

He suddenly understood why his father had admitted his mistake at that time. After all, he had just cooked, and Toru Amuro almost vomited after just one bite.

"Study honestly." Toru Amuro held back his smile and patted Makawaxie on the shoulder.

Ding.

The two people's cell phones rang almost at the same time.

Jian Chuanxie narrowed his eyes, stood up straight, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and read the letter on it.

[Camus, we have a deal on the Shinkansen tomorrow. ——gin (gin)]

[So you want me to go? It's just a transaction, grassroots members can handle it. ——camus (Camus)]

Although he likes 996, he doesn't like all tasks.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and a sweeper?

[Check whether your hands are raw. ——gin (gin)]

【I see. ——camus (Camus)]

[The mission objectives and content will be sent to you later. ——gin (gin)]

Ma Chuanxie turned off his phone and looked at Toru Amuro with his lavender eyes, "Do you want to come with me?"

Are you going to kill that woman after the deal is over...?

Although it's on the Shinkansen, it's pretty simple.

Are you really still a member of the organization? Seeing Magawa Xie's indifferent attitude, Amuro Toru felt a chill, but still maintained his expression unchanged.

"……it is good."

If he could save a few lives by following, he would be willing to follow.

"Sister Xiaolan, are we going to take the Shinkansen later?" Conan pulled Mao Lilan's sleeve and tried to pretend to be a child's unique curiosity.

Kudo Shinichi: It’s hard for me too, okay.

"Hey, dad, isn't that Mr. Amuro?"

"Are you talking about the boy downstairs?" Mouri Kogoro grabbed Conan's back collar, who was about to run away, and gave the boy a violent shudder.

"Don't run around, kid. It will be hard to find him, you know!" Mouri Kogoro shouted at Conan.

Ma Chuanxie, who was about to get on the Shinkansen, paused and looked back at the three of them.

"That's the recently famous detective, Mouri Kogoro?" Ma Chuanshe asked.

It doesn't feel like what's in the newspapers - although he only briefly read those newspapers a few times yesterday, I have to say that this detective's reasoning is indeed wonderful.

If he was also a detective, he might compete with Mouri Kogoro.

"Are you talking about Uncle Mouri?" Toru Amuro shook his head helplessly. He had seen Kogoro Mouri reasoning, and if it wasn't for the sleeping Kogoro, he would have been unable to stand the reasoning.

"Brother Amuro! Brother Makawa!" Conan took advantage of Mouri Kogoro's inattention and suddenly broke away from Mouri Kogoro's clutches, running towards the two of them.

Ma Chuanxie walked into the Shinkansen door, knelt down and touched Conan's head, "Little brother, what's the matter?"

"Brother, where are you going by Shinkansen?" Conan looked around and asked curiously.

"Going to meet a friend. What's wrong?"

"Ah, it hurts!" Before Conan could finish his words, he was punched by Mouri Kogoro who was chasing him.

Mao Lilan smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Conan has caused trouble for you."

Then, she looked at Moori Kogoro and glared at Kogoro angrily, "Dad, you are like this again, Conan is still young!"

"You can't spoil a child!"

Kogoro turned away and nodded casually with a guilty conscience.

"Then let's go first." Touya Amuro wanted to end the conversation quickly, so he took the lead.

Mao Lilan nodded.

"Goodbye, you two!"

Conan, who was standing aside, stared blankly.

Looking in the direction the two left, two men in black were sitting on the left facing him.

As if being electrocuted, Conan shuddered and leaned behind Xiaolan.

"Let's go Conan." Mao Lilan didn't notice anything was wrong with Conan, but walked straight to the next car.

When he walked next to the two men in black, Conan deliberately threw it to the side and stuck the thing in his hand under the seats of the two men in black.

"Ouch!"

Conan pretended to have fallen and yelled.

"Kid, what's wrong?" Kogoro Mouri, who was walking behind Conan, picked up Conan and walked directly to the next carriage, regardless of Conan's "wailing".

"Uncle! Let me down!"

"I put you down and you run around again!"

"It will not!"

As he spoke, Conan's eyes flashed with a maturity that was beyond his age.

Sitting in his seat, Conan suddenly paused.

"After you're done, let's detonate the bomb." A low, cold voice said.

Conan suddenly paused, broke away from Xiaolan's hand, and returned to the position of the two men in black to take a look - no, they were not the two men who poured the medicine at that time! (I changed the plot slightly)

"Kid! Your uncle told you not to run around on the train! Get away!"

The man in black sitting on the left shouted.

But Conan didn't care about so much, because with his sharp eyes, he discovered that the suitcases the two people started carrying had changed!