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The Black Organization was destroyed, and Edogawa Conan was restored to Kudo Shinichi. The crime rate in Tokyo seemed to have reached the limit, and it only lasted for a few days before falling at an unprecedented speed.

In other words, the police finally have free time.

Among them, the most free ones are Hirashima Yang and the others.

Hirashima Yang himself was given a three-month vacation due to injury. Furutani Rei and Mofuku Keimitsu entered the observation period after the black organization was destroyed. As for the remaining Date Ko, Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji, they The three were really worried, so they simply took a long vacation to keep an eye on them.

It is also because of this that they can gather in the barbecue restaurant today and toast together.

There is a huge oven on the table, and there are densely packed food next to it. As far as the eye can see, the meat is stacked on top of each other, almost piled up into a hill.

"Today's meal is a small one, please!" Holding a cold beer in one hand and resting on Matsuda Jinpei's shoulder with the other, Hagiwara Kenji winked at the others, his tone full of gloating. "So why are you guys being polite?"

"When have we been too polite..." Jiang Guling stuffed a mouthful of grilled meat into his mouth, "Then why don't we just have a few more plates of meat."

"Why do you still eat and call yourself a waiter?" Matsuda Jinping lowered his eyelids and flipped the grilled meat deftly with a tong in his hand. "I'm going all out today, and a month's salary is paid here. Let's eat whatever we like!"

So amidst the sound of fat boiling, Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyes provocatively, and raised his eyebrows at Fugu Ling, "Golden-haired bastard, if you can't eat me up today, you are my son."

"Puuuuuuuu-"

Fugu Ling choked on the beer that had just entered his mouth.

He coughed for a while, wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes, and then cursed at Jinpei Matsuda: "You can still eat poorly for a meal, damn it, just say that you want to hear me call you 'Daddy'? "

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes lit up: "Hey, son!"

It was only then that Jiang Gu Ling realized that he had been fooled.

"Song, Tian, ​​Zhen, Ping!" He gritted his teeth.

Several other people roared with laughter.

Laughter swirled around the overhead lights, and it sounded like a lot of fun.Looking at the blue veins on Jiang Gu Ling's forehead, in order to prevent the two grievances from harming each other at the same time and turning into "full martial arts", Yi Dahang quickly raised his wine glass.

"You guys," Datehang tried hard to suppress his smile, "Who will accompany me for a few drinks?"

Hearing this, the six of them put down their chopsticks.

The few of them looked at each other, and the next moment——

"cheers!"

The cups collided together, and the ice cubes collided with each other with force, making a jingling sound.Some wine spilled from the wide mouth of the cup, fell on the stove surface of the oven, and was instantly evaporated by the temperature.

Ping Daoyang's injury has not fully healed, so he put down the glass of wine after just touching his lips lightly.

He rested his chin to look at the men who were drinking together, and after a while, he yawned a little.

"Senior, are you sleepy?" Zhu Fu Jingguang put down his wine glass.

"...It's okay." Hirashima Yang rubbed his eyes.

There are very few traditional barbecue restaurants that open in the morning. Most of the business hours are in the afternoon and evening. Now it is 08:30 in the evening, which makes his biological clock, which has been forced to modify recently, a bit unacceptable.

Moreover, the medicine he usually takes also has the effect of sleeping. He just finished taking the medicine before going out.

Thinking about it, Hirashima Yang yawned again.

"How about this." Zhu Fu Jingguang retreated to the side, giving Ping Daoyang enough space to lie down. "If senior is sleepy, just take a rest here for a while."

He took off his coat and put it on Ping Daoyang's shoulders, "The temperature of the air conditioner here is not low, and you won't catch a cold even if you cover it with clothes."

The jacket smelled of alcohol, holding the leather jacket which was a little too big for him, Hirashima Yang hit six points with some doubts.

...What is this weird urge to call mom?

He looked up at Zhu Fu Jingguang, this man who seemed to have a holy light under the light, because he was against the light, the only thing Ping Daoyang could see clearly at this moment were those clean and bright blue cat eyes.

——It was a completely different look from Scotland.

The evil spirit caused by brainwashing disappeared, leaving only an indelible sense of youth, and after experiencing too much, the story settled in his eyes, and it became a sense of tolerance that seemed to be able to accommodate everything, and there was enough power in it to support him. move on.

No wonder I want to call mom.

Hirashima thought.

In the stereotype of the world, words like tolerance seem to belong to women, especially mothers with children, but it is not the case.

As one of the beautiful qualities that human beings should have, tolerance should be possessed by all human beings.

The more he thought about it, the more he went astray, and the sleepiness turned his brain into a mess. Ping Daoyang simply lay down on the chair, facing the backrest, avoiding the light.

The decoration of the private room they are in is actually more like the style only in the Edo period. The back of the bench is not a wall, but a piece of wooden screen is used as a cover, and there are some small hollow carvings in the middle of each screen.

So as it should be, the sound insulation of the private room is not very good. Almost the moment he lay down, Hirashima Yang heard familiar voices from those carved gaps.

"Father, stop targeting Xinyi!"

Mao Lilan's voice was a little dissatisfied and complaining.

"Don't talk, Xiaolan." Then came the voice belonging to Maori Kogoro, "How much advantage is this brat taking from you?!"

Mixed with the sound of slapping the table, Mori Kogoro's voice was almost broken, "It's fine for you to hug him when he gets smaller, and he still takes a bath with you, that's a bath!"

The wronged Kudo Shinichi didn't dare to say anything, he just shrank back on the chair, and then he was attracted by the sound of knocking on the screen behind him.

Kudo Shinichi turned his head quickly.

The carved gaps of the screen are filled with gold.

This color is quite special, so almost in an instant, Kudo Shinichi blurted out: "Officer Hirashima?"

After a few minutes.

The people in the two boxes got together and changed to a bigger box to have dinner together.

The atmosphere was just right, most of the adult men drank happily, and the rest who couldn't drink naturally sat with the minors.

"By the way, Police Officer Hirashima," glanced at Mao Lilan who was sitting on the side, and Moori Kogoro who was drinking on the bench opposite, Kudo Shinichi approached Hirashima Yang's ear and lowered his voice, "I heard that You have a sweet tooth, so is there any cake shop you can recommend?"

He whispered, "Lan's birthday is coming soon, and I plan to give her a surprise."

And it's asking for forgiveness.

Kudo Shin thought.

Although Mao Lilan seemed to have forgiven him at the time, in fact, only Kudo Shinichi knew it, and he didn't.

You must know that it has been more than half a month since he regained his figure, but in such a long time, he has never entered the gate of Maori's house once.

No matter how angry Mori Kogoro was, he usually wouldn't stop him for so long, but this time it was so abnormal, Kudo Shinichi could only think of one possibility, and that was that Mori Ran cried for him.

"Cake." Seeing Kudo Shinichi's appearance, Hirashima Yang held his face and opened his mouth to recall the other party's sanity, "There are a few cakes in Tokyo that make good cakes, but their master's craftsmanship is not as good as that of Zhu Fu Jingguang."

He paused, "Do you understand what I mean?"

If you have time to buy cakes, then you can just make them yourself, isn’t it more sincere than what you bought? !

...But Zhu Fu Jingguang's craftsmanship is really good, it's better than the ones sold outside.

Thinking about it, Hirashima Yang fell into a myth.

Otherwise, he couldn't resist stealing cakes from the refrigerator, and even ate them three nights in a row.

"Senior, what are you stealing?" Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly said.

Hirashima Yang was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, he said everything he was thinking. Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang's squinted eyes, the sense of crisis rushed to the top of the sky instantly. Ping Daoyang couldn't help swallowing, and said: "You heard wrong."

And Zhu Fu Jingguang kept smiling.

"Senior," he pointed to his ears, "I have very good ears."

As the chef in charge of Ping Daoyang's nutritional issues, Zhu Fu Jingguang is particularly concerned about eating, so the cat-eyed man squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "The word "stealing food" can be used, I think he lived at my house some time ago Is it about time?"

Because most of the time, he does the daily delivery, except for the time when Hirashima Yang came to Nagano County to play and lived in his house a while ago.

All the ingredients are at hand, and it is more convenient to operate, so that is the only time he made enough dim sum for three days in one day.

"Tell me, senior. How much cake did you steal at that time? You can never be wrong about what you said." Zhu Fu Jingguang pushed his hair back, revealing all his eyebrows and eyes, which were a little depressed anger. "And I remember that the doctor advised you to eat less of this, so I also set the daily amount for you."

"Let me hear how you died" was written in his eyes.

Although he didn't die at that time, Hirashima Yang felt that he might not be far from death now.

Under the silent threat from the other party, Hirashima Yang trembled and said: "Three..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows: "Three?"

Hirashima Yang: "Six..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang tapped his forearm lightly with his fingertips: "Six?"

Hirashima Yang: "Twelve..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang remained motionless: "Twelve?"

Ping Daoyang closed his mouth and said nothing, just watched Zhu Fu Jingguang's every move with those golden eyes, then got up from the chair vigilantly, and retreated a little bit.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, and a bad premonition instantly came to his mind.

"That is to say—" his voice was dry, "there are three layers of cakes in the refrigerator, adding up to a total of 27 yuan. Senior, you don't have half of the cake left, right?"

Hirashima Yang retreated even faster.

Just kidding, if you don't retreat, you will be scolded! Zhu Fu Jingguang is gentle and gentle, but he really doesn't give in to the matter of principle! If you don't run now, Zhu Fu Jingguang will be able to talk about him for two hours in a while!

And looking at the man who was still retreating, Zhu Fu Jingguang's face was dark.

He knew that Ping Daoyang was a sweetheart, so he was afraid that this kind of stealing would happen, so he locked the refrigerator with a chain... But why did Ping Daoyang still steal it? !

Where is the use of ingenuity? It is actually used to steal cakes with the intelligence used to investigate the case. Is it difficult to follow the doctor's advice and pay attention to health? !

"I said why you didn't eat much during that time."

Zhu Fu Jingguang chuckled, put down his wine glass, and also got up from the chair, "I thought it was because summer was here, so senior didn't have much appetite, and after a long time, senior was full of cakes."

He came out from the chair and spread his legs under the shocked eyes of the audience!

A few minutes later, Zhu Fu Jingguang brought the man back by the collar like a cat.

"Senior." Zhu Fu Jingguang shook the back collar he was holding in his hand, black air overflowing from his back. "I will break all your snacks for the next month and cakes for the next six months."

If you don't pay attention to health, let me pay attention to health for you.

Hirashima Yang: "..."

Don't, don't!

For the first time he almost cried.

I can't stand the life of eating bran and swallowing vegetables every day!

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The author has something to say:

This is Jingguang's crushing situation, don't mess with people who can cook (狗头.jpg).

I will write about the episodes that everyone wants to see!

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感谢在2022-07-2617:11:46~2022-07-2623:41:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 paperweight;

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