Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

The day after the Jierong phenomenon occurred, the weather was bright.

On the street, passers-by are bathed in the warm sunshine, and their faces that have been deeply studied in life can't help but stretch out.

"The world is still so peaceful today."

Qian Mu hung the "Open for Business" sign on the door, and sneaked away for a while with the light behind his back.

It's just after eight o'clock now, and the five children who made an appointment to pick up the Digimon are said to arrive at ten o'clock. Qianmu walked in slowly, took off his windbreaker coat, put it on the back of the chair, and then took out a bucket and a rag from the small room next to the bar. , is preparing to seize the time to clean the dust on the machine seat.

"Excuse me--Mr. Ezaki, good morning, leave these to me."

The working emperor, who officially entered the job today, stepped over the threshold with long legs, and took over the cleaning work enthusiastically and naturally.

"Morning, Mr. Amuro." Qian Mu let go of his hand more naturally, "Please clean those tables and the bar, so the windows won't be used."

"No problem, by the way, Mr. Ezaki, today I..." Toru Amuro showed a standard eight-teeth smile, then turned his head, and Qian Mu, who was originally behind him, disappeared.

It took half a second for the smile to appear and disappear.

Toru Amuro squeezed the rag and turned around, burying his head in the dust that had limited sense of existence.

对江崎源，好感度-1-1-1，怀疑度+1-1+1-1+1+1+1……

He really asked his subordinates to investigate this person in detail last night. The information came quickly, and it was quite complete: Jiang Qiyuan, male, 28 years old, graduated from Tokyo University. He was a low-key rich second generation for the first 27 years. After his parents passed away unexpectedly this year, Inherited the family's multinational pharmaceutical company, became a low-key rich man, has a wide range of hobbies, spends a lot of money but doesn't like to take care of things, and has a clear track of action...

Conclusion: Identity information can definitely withstand inspection, no doubt.

However, there is no doubt about it, and it is quite suspicious from another perspective.Toru Amuro admitted that there is a certain reason that sensibility surpasses rationality, and he is more willing to believe that Gen Ezaki is pretending, just like he firmly believed that Yuan Qianmu could not die casually.

That guy is Yuan Qianmu.

Even if one day I saw him die in front of my own eyes, one day in the future he would suddenly appear and throw a contemptuous look at the shocked old friend - Yuan Qianmu would make people have such an illusion.

"No disguise is the best disguise. The most distant truth is close at hand... Sure enough, the key is the glasses."

Amuro thought quietly.

Replaying yesterday's first meeting, Gen Ezaki paused very briefly when he saw him. Based on the assumption that "Gen Ezaki = Yuan Qianmu", then Gen Ezaki appeared under a false identity, indicating that he had a hidden purpose.

But he hasn't changed his image. One possibility is that he has absolute confidence that he won't be exposed—contradictory, so there is only one possibility.

Gen Ezaki didn't expect to meet Toru Amuro in an Internet cafe in a hurry, so he didn't have time to pretend.

Right now, the only thing he can make an excuse for is his eyes under the brown lenses.

Toru Amuro had to find a way to make Gen Ezaki's obstructive glasses disappear.

"drink water?"

The tea set I saw yesterday was lightly placed on the table beside me.

Amuro straightened up, and Qianmu, who had disappeared for a short time, appeared again, carrying a purple sand pot that seemed to have become a pendant: "Drinking is not healthy, I just went to boil hot water, and I brought it when it was cold."

Without waiting for Amuro Toru to speak, Qian Mu himself quickly answered: "No matter how good the tea is, you can't drink too much. Eight glasses of water a day, don't forget to count."

"……thanks."

"You're welcome. I think Amuro-kun's mouth is a little dry. He must have not replenished water on time. You should pay more attention in the future."

Qian Mu returned to the bar and sat down. He strictly followed the principle of eight glasses of water, and made a reasonable plan for the time and time of drinking the first glass of water every day. Even if there was a delay, the error would not exceed 10 minutes.

Toru Amuro finished his water and continued cleaning in silence.

Time flew by, and it was only a quarter of an hour to ten o'clock.

The cleaning was almost done, Qianmu turned on five computers in advance and connected them to the Institute of Electronics.

The pixel-style Agu is ready for the battle. The five digital eggs to be distributed today were "pulled" out of the ground and put into a neat row of cradles. Agu also used his seemingly clumsy sharp claws to carefully give The digital eggs are wrapped in small quilts.

"It's great that everyone can finally meet their important partners, Ah Yuan. But I'm so worried, both sides are ignorant children, can they get along harmoniously?"

Qian Mu looked at the digital egg on the screen, his eyes under the brown lenses were expressionless: "Of course, after all, this is what Amuro-kun and I do."

"The time is coming, I'll check the appointment list first. Well, Kojima Motota, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, Yoshida Ayumi, and—"

Haibara Ai.

Edogawa Conan.

When seeing the previous name, Qian Mu couldn't help showing a bright smile, overflowing with joy from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the last name, Qian Mu's face changed instantly, and his brows were slightly frowned. On that fair and handsome face, the expression appeared a bit deep.

Toru Amuro held the broom, and stared at it as sharply as a radar: Just now, the target person seemed to be worried for a moment.

"Extremely standard staffing, there may be permanent characters accompanying them, plus new events and new maps... But there are no characters who can act as the dead, so it should be fine... right?"

The subject is still muttering strangely.

Toru Amuro was about to intensify his observation more silently, when finally there was a noise outside the door that belonged exclusively to human cubs.

"Digimon! Hehehe, I have a Digimon too!"

"Stop making noise, Genta, you've been making noise all the way. Didn't Conan just say that if you don't behave obediently and be polite, the serious trainer won't give us Digimon, and let the parents teach us!"

"Hey! It's scary! Doctor, let's not go to this training center. It feels so small and eerie. There may be monsters in it..."

"Who made you sick, sick, overslept, overslept, fell down, and missed the chance to receive the school organization. Hey, it's too loud, idiot."

"This is the only breeding center that is close, has digital eggs in stock, and can be reserved immediately. Also, strictly speaking, this is indeed an Internet cafe where children will be caught and informed to their parents if they enter. .”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—"

"It's really bad, Haibara..."

Among the noisy children's voices, the two immature but overly calm voices are quite special, and the embarrassing voice suspected of being a guardian appeared at the end: "Okay, everyone, we have arrived at the entrance of the training center, please be quiet."

The customers who made an appointment yesterday came, judged to be a group of troublesome brats.

Amuro Toru is very close to the gate, without Qianmu getting up, he himself has the spirit of being a worker, and he steps forward to the gate, ready to greet the small customers.

however.

It is estimated that no one thought that it was not the group of bear children who opened the door first.

"Uh, what are the kids doing blocking the door? Get a Digimon? Then go in? Haha, what are you afraid of! Uncle, I guarantee my personality! The owner of this Internet cafe is a very good person... well, don't rush Come in and let it go."

After the words fell, a middle-aged man with a familiar face came in.

It was the lucky inventor who was stunned by a 5000 million dollar pie yesterday.

Today, the inventor's suit is finally neat and tidy, and his previously messy hair is covered with a thick layer of hairspray, making his face look radiant like a different person.

The inventor took two steps forward eagerly, his fiery eyes were sparkling, and he kept rubbing his hands, as if he could give Qianmu a ninety-degree deep bow at any time: "Mr. I was rude, I didn't show my courtesy at all, I feel sorry for everything, so I took the liberty to decide to visit again today, at least to express my sincerity to you again... Eh, Mr. Ezaki?"

It was very inexplicable, and the inventor was at a loss for a moment.

Because he found that before he finished speaking, Mr. Ezaki put a finger on the glasses that almost slipped between the bridge of his nose, his face slightly covered by his wrist showed seriousness: "I sincerely thank you for receiving it, but the visit is still unnecessary. "

"Mr. Shino, please go home quickly. For your own sake, as well as mine."

The internet cafe that has spent huge sums of money to refurbish it not long ago does not want to become a murder scene so soon.