Egawakami, who had been staring at Toru Amuro, naturally did not miss the subtle glance he gave her, and her beautifully shaped thin lips curled slightly.

After that, he waved to the waitress, Azusa Enomoto, and motioned her to come over.

Seeing this, Azusa Enomoto saw that the tea was already ready, so she was immediately flattered and walked over again with it. She heard this very charming guest whispering a few words to her.

However, what arrived before the words was the light and clean scent of the guest, like honeysuckle wrapped in frost and snow, so pleasant to the point of being fragrant.

Azusa Enomoto was so tense that she almost forgot what she had just memorized.

Fortunately, the question the customer asked was very strange, and she managed to remember it. Then she nodded stiffly, moved back step by step with a red face, and her hands and feet were not quite under her control.

It’s like, my heart is attached to the person behind me and he hasn’t come back yet.

When Azusa Enomoto returned to the counter, Toru Amuro finally couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What did he say to you that caused you to react so strongly?"

"what?"

The blush on Azusa Enomoto's cheeks had not yet faded, and her whole body was still immersed in the adrenaline rush that made her heart beat faster when she approached the customer just now.

The aftereffects are very strong, the head feels dizzy, and the reaction to the outside world is very slow.

Hearing this, she was stunned for a moment before she realized that Amuro Toru was asking her a question, and she didn't even sense the interrogation in his words.

In order to keep herself awake, she reached out and slapped her burning cheeks hard, trying to respond with difficulty.

"Oh, I see. That's what happened, Mr. Amuro. The customer was asking... uh, asking if we had bourbon in the store? I think that's it."

Amuro Toru's purple-gray pupils suddenly shrank.

Bourbon? ... Bourbon?

Just like triggering a keyword, Amuro Toru's sensitive nerves tensed up in an instant, and the panic of his long-lost identity being exposed spread throughout his body.

As a result, his hands hanging at his sides began to clench into fists subconsciously, and the frequency of his heartbeat in his chest began to rise rapidly, beating like thunder.

The Polo Café serves alcoholic drinks, so you don't have to worry about your three meals.

If Tomie Kawakami had been talking about other types of alcohol, Toru Amuro wouldn't have reacted so strongly, but he chose to ask about bourbon whiskey.

His code name in the Black Organization is Bourbon!

Moreover, Enomoto Azusa just said that the other party asked the word "do you have" instead of "order a cup", which is very deliberate and suspicious, and it is hard not to think too much.

Toru Amuro couldn't help but unravel the mystery, and his mind immediately started to storm.

If Tomie Kawakami used the verb "point", then here it naturally simply refers to the wine.

However, the other party used the word "have you got it?", which is very vague. It can refer to wine or...people!

At this moment, Toru Amuro himself was unable to judge whether it was a coincidence or he was just thinking too much in the current situation.

Pursing his lips, he warned himself in his heart not to act rashly. Only then did he calm his mind and ask again without leaving any trace.

"What else did he say?"

Azusa Enomoto obediently continued to recall carefully.

In fact, because she was too nervous just now, her whole body was in a state of chaos, her head was buzzing, her thoughts were completely in a fuzzy state, and she was so confused that she couldn't remember anything clearly. She only remembered it through recalling.

This is a skill she acquired while working in a cafe, remembering everyone's eating habits so as to provide customers with a better experience.

Therefore, Azusa Enomoto slapped his head and quickly remembered it.

"Oh! I remember that guest also asked me which one is better, Scotch whiskey or bourbon whiskey."

"Both of these are strong liquors. I wonder why he asked this question. Is he going to give it to someone as a gift?"

The latter paragraph was added by Enomoto Azusa out of curiosity. Amuro Toru directly filtered it out and only pondered the former paragraph.

Scotch whisky…

Bourbon whiskey...

Scotch whisky is also Zhufu Jingguang's code name in the organization!

Now, Toru Amuro could no longer convince himself that this was just a simple coincidence. It was obvious that the other party did it on purpose and put the two code names together.

Just like last time when he deliberately leaned his shoulder towards me, casually said the word "apology", and playfully said that he liked me -

They are both deliberately created, there is no difference between the two.

When Toru Amuro thought of his best friend who was once his classmate in the police academy and chose to commit suicide in order to hide his identity from being exposed, he felt extremely regretful and hated the organization and Dai Moroboshi (Akai Shuichi) even more.

Amuro Toru's eyes darkened instantly.

He stood quietly at the counter. It was a harmonious scene under the warm light, but he looked like a sword that had not yet been unsheathed, exuding a sharp edge.

His expression became increasingly gloomy, but his heart was beating wildly.

Because this is not the tension and panic of having one's identity known, but other more complex emotions, all towards Tomie Kawakami.

Toru Amuro has the sharp mind of a detective and has begun to think about every possible scenario that may happen in the future.

For example, is Tomie Kawakami also a member of the Black Organization?

Or maybe he was an undercover agent from some other organization? Otherwise, why would he say he liked me?

……

"Mr. Amuro? Mr. Amuro?"

Seeing that Amuro Toru was in a daze, Enomoto Azusa called out to him twice in a strange manner.

This was the second time she saw Toru Amuro in a daze, and she couldn't help but feel worried.

When Amuro Toru heard the voice, he immediately pulled himself out of his heavy thoughts, returned to his usual sunny and gentle self, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Azusa Enomoto blinked her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating. She hesitated and carefully considered her words before speaking slowly.

"Mr. Amuro, what were you thinking about just now? Why do you look so serious? It's a bit... uh, a bit scary."

After Azusa Enomoto finished speaking, she twirled her fingers awkwardly.

Toru Amuro raised his hand to touch his hair, tilted his head to look honest and cute, and then smiled slightly.

"Really? I really scared you. I was just thinking about what kind of wine the guest would like..."

"Oh, so that's the case." Enomoto Azusa nodded, without doubting him, and also thought about what advice to give to the beautiful guest.

Here.

However, Jiang Chuan Shang didn't care about what the two people were thinking. After he finished those words, he withdrew his gaze from Amuro Toru and quietly looked at the black tea in front of him.

The fresh aroma of the steaming black tea floats in the air along with the white smoke, lingering at the tip of your nose, giving you a very comfortable feeling, with a hint of sweetness from honey.

When it was heated to the right temperature, Jiang Chuan picked it up, took a sip, and began to taste it carefully.

However, there is nothing to complain about Toru Amuro's craftsmanship. The black tea is rich and mellow with a long aftertaste, and it deserves a score of nine.

If he spends his time traveling between different worlds like he does, or spends most of his time sleeping in the temple, he will never be able to enjoy the better craftsmanship.

He himself was too lazy to do it.

Being able to sit in an urban coffee shop, sip a cup of black tea, and quietly feel the prosperity and hustle and bustle of modern society is a long-lost enjoyment.

There's nothing he can do about it. It's his own fault that he just wants this life to last a lifetime in this boring and long life.

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