Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Everything that followed was unremarkable. Zhu Fujingguang listed a few precautions and requirements, and Lin Xiaochen wrote them down one by one. Then, Zhu Fujingguang, disguised as a waiter, hurried away. Lin Xiaochen naturally entered the back garden and reunited with the few people. After explaining why he did not come with Matsuda and the others, he picked up the red wine beside him and waited for Mr. Natsume's speech.

The birthday banquet went on peacefully. Lin Xiaochen ate a simple meal, returned Natsume Kotonoha's toast with wine, and chatted casually.

Natsume was his first friend in the Metropolitan Police Department. Although they later became estranged due to Lin Xiaochen's transfer, the superficial friendship still existed.

Therefore, Lin Xiaochen could chat with him in a calm tone.

"Lin, is there a big difference between working in Nagano and Tokyo? There are mountains over there, will it be inconvenient to patrol?"

"It's OK, there's not much difference." Lin Xiaochen said calmly, "It's all good with a few seniors taking care of me. How about you? Is the work intensity at the Metropolitan Police Department high?"

"It's the same as always. The mobile team is quite busy. I don't know why, but there are more and more explosives recently. We can find the prototype of a bomb in anyone's home. Then we urgently call the mobile team over." Natsume Kotonoha looked around. "Not many mobile team members came this time. It seems that they are all working overtime."

Lin Xiaochen just smiled and said nothing.

"Is the Second Investigation Section fun? Any news about Kaito Kidd?" Natsume turned the topic back to Lin Xiaochen.

Lin Xiaochen smiled and said, "How can work be boring? There has been no news about Kaito Kidd, but I have only been there for a short time, so I don't know much about him." He cast his eyes on the little Xunran who was playing and grabbing sushi in the distance.

Soon, the two of them walked towards Lin Xiaochen at the same time: "Haya, there is your favorite mousse cake over there - Hello, Officer Natsume, please express your blessings to your father."

Natsume Kotonoha nodded: "Of course, I'll excuse myself first."

He walked away with his glass of wine.

Hagiwara Kenji: "What were you talking about just now? Xiaochen actually asked us for help."

"Nothing much. He asked me about my new job. I was a little bored so I wanted to call you over." Lin Xiaochen said, "He said the mobile team is getting busier and busier, and there are more and more bombers. Is that true?"

Matsuda Jinpei nodded and shook his head. "It's not that they were bombers. When they were arresting people in the Investigation Division, they often found prototypes of bombs, so they called us over. In fact, most of them were just rubbish, just scraps of copper and iron. They were gifted to be able to blow up the door."

Hagiwara Kenji laughed out loud: "Save some face for them, Jinpei-kun. This is a good thing. If everyone could really make bombs, society would have been in chaos long ago."

Matsuda Jinpei snorted coldly but did not refute.

Lin Xiaochen was silent for a few seconds, not knowing what to say.

"I'm going to eat cake." He answered suddenly and walked forward.

Matsuda and the other man didn't react for a moment, and then followed.

"Has the cake been divided?" Lin Xiaochen glanced at the plate with only cream residue left, and looked at the two people following closely behind.

Hagiwara Kenji: "Oh, it seems to be very popular. Why don't you try the steak over there? It tastes good too."

As he said this, he went to get a piece himself, held the plate, and put the knife and fork into Lin Xiaochen's hand. Lin Xiaochen didn't bother to be polite with him, he directly cut a piece from the plate, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

"It's okay." he said.

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the black pepper sauce and said, "Don't you dislike onions? There are chopped onions in the sauce."

Lin Xiaochen explained: "I'm not that spoiled. Who do you think I am?"

"You always pick out the onions from the curry rice in the police academy cafeteria." Matsuda Jinpei exposed him, "You can't blame me for misunderstanding."

Lin Xiaochen argued: "That piece is big and can be picked out. If you really cut it into small pieces, it will be fine as long as I can't taste it."

Hagiwara Kenji guessed, "So it's a psychological problem?"

"When I was a kid, I was sick and ate onions from the school cafeteria and vomited. From then on, I didn't like eating them anymore." Lin Xiaochen said, "The main reason is that I don't like the sweet and salty taste of fried onions."

Matsuda and the other man said nothing, they could only look at him with a smile.

"Okay, okay, just think of me as a spoiled child." Lin Xiaochen had no choice but to compromise, "Where's the squad leader? Why can't I see him?"

"He was just called away by Inspector Megure. He must have gone to toast." Hagiwara Kenji looked around. "What do you want to see him for?"

"Forget it. I want to ask about Officer Natsume's situation." Lin Xiaochen curved his eyebrows cunningly, "After all, they are real colleagues."

Matsuda and Hagiwara looked at each other.