Bandage fine tricks

After closing the car window and locking the car door to ensure that Nana's cat couldn't get out, Toru Amuro let go of the black cat that was fettered in his arms. The cat swished out of his arms and nestled in the corner of the back seat farthest from him. Its pair of brown and green eyes were full of vigilance. On the leather seat, the hair all over his body was about to explode.

This seems to be a scared appearance, but Amuro used his own experience of being scratched and almost ascended to heaven to guarantee that if he dares to act rashly now, this large fluffy group will far exceed the limit of human dynamic vision. The speed directly pounced on him and gave him a ruthless blow.

He has always felt that if Nana's cat is thrown into the African grassland, the hunting accuracy of this girl will only be higher than 60% of the black-footed cat, and it will definitely not be lower.

"Look at this...you don't know me anymore!" Toru Amuro helped his forehead, and said helplessly, he only felt that the strength in his whole body was about to fade away, "How can I say hello, a few blueberry egg tarts can You hooked it up... What will you do if you get caught someday?"

No, I don't think anyone would use blueberry egg tarts to catch cats... Xiaobamao's face was full of vigilance, his whole body and limbs were tense, like a bow stretched to the extreme, the young man with blond hair and wheat-colored skin moved slightly , what greeted him was a thunderbolt!

Also, what did he mean by "Nanai's cat"?

If the cat refers to me, then who is "Nai Nai"?

What about "don't know me anymore"...

Xiaobamao is full of doubts, did he know him before he lost his memory?

Toru Amuro looked at the cat over there who showed some doubts in the eyes of the cat but was still vigilant. He first raised his hands to indicate that he did not have a weapon in his hands, and then slowly picked up the weapon as slowly as possible so as not to cause the cat to misunderstand. The box of blueberry egg tarts, while watching the black cat's reaction, slowly sent it towards the black cat, and stopped immediately if the black cat made any changes: "I wanted to give it to Nana, but it's the same for you, yes I just made it last night, the taste shouldn’t have deteriorated, right? Do you want to try one?”

He slowly put the box of blueberry egg tarts about half a meter away from the black cat. The black cat stared at him closely. Only the very quick glance at the blueberry egg tarts let Amuro know that it was not Not fascinated by the deliciousness that is so close at hand.

Cream, caramel, egg aroma, and blueberry jam with just the right amount of sweetness, mixed into the aroma of the blueberry egg tart that Xiaobamao can't resist: just smell this smell, you know, it must be super delicious!

But what if he puts something wrong in the egg tart?

Although cats have a strong sense of smell, Xiaobamao is not sure that he can smell something wrong...

"I won't tamper with the food you eat!" I don't know how Toru Amuro could tell what the cat was thinking from the expression of the cat—or maybe he knew the cat too well, The young man picked up a blueberry egg tart carefully at a slow speed that would not cause the cat to misunderstand.

The moment he picked up the blueberry egg tart, Toru Amuro keenly saw that the black cat's paw moved and was forced down again.

Sure enough, it's still the same food protection... Amuro smiled in his heart, broke the egg tart in his hand into two halves, and ate half in one bite (the moment he put it in his mouth, the black cat almost wanted to jump up) , put the other half back in place: "Can you rest assured?"

The black cat looked at him, and then at the remaining half of the egg tart. When Toru Amuro wondered if this could not make him let go of his vigilance, the black cat quickly stretched out a paw, hooked the edge of the egg tart box, and wiped the whole egg tart. The box of egg tarts was hooked in front of him.

It got to the egg tart that was only half left, sniffed it, and there was nothing wrong with it. Then the black cat stuck out its tongue and licked the sweet and delicious solidified egg syrup mixed with blueberry sauce in the tart—during this period It has been dividing half of its attention to continue to stare at Toru Amuro.

Have you finally let go of your guard?

As soon as Toru Amuro thought about it, he saw the black cat retracted its neck, stretched out its claws and pushed the egg tart box back to its original position, and continued to stare at him, but the frequency of looking at the egg tart box was much higher.

As for the half of the egg tart just now, only the crust was left, and the egg syrup and blueberry sauce inside were all licked off.

Toru Amuro: "...Let me tell you, waste is a very bad behavior!"

Since you eat it, eat it clean... Hey, wait, are you worried that he poisoned the tapi when he picked it up just now?

In addition, blueberry sauce and egg syrup cannot accurately divide the presence of venom when making it - because both of them may flow when baked, and it is impossible to make one side poisonous and the other non-poisonous like Snow White's apple Level, but if you put poison or something on the tap... then it might be possible.

Wanting to understand the key points, Toru Amuro felt mixed feelings for a moment: on the one hand, he was very happy that Nana's cat was so vigilant, which was good for both it and its owner; on the other hand, this vigilance It was aimed at him...

It makes people completely unable to be happy.

besides……

Amuro Toru: "... You look at the egg tart and then at me, meaning let me eat half of it for you to test the poison, and then you eat the remaining half, and all the tarts will be left at that time?"

"Meow meow!"

What greeted him was the cat's sweet meow that was full of the meaning of "a child can be taught"-the god knows how he heard this meaning from that delicate meow!

"...Great waste, give up on me!"

"Meow!!"

In the end it was...

Amuro looked at the remaining six half-tapis in the box, and really wanted to grab Nana and stuff them down for her.

Of course, Nana has to deal with the things wasted by her own cat!

——It's a pity that he really doesn't have time to catch that little Hundan now!

Glancing at the back seat, it seems that the blueberry egg tart is really good. Nana's cat is not as vigilant as before. Now it is licking its small tongue, as if it is reminiscing the taste of blueberry egg tart.

Toru Amuro chuckled and started the car.

This movement made Xiaobamao, who had already relaxed, tense again: Where is this taking her? !

"Don't be nervous, I'll take you back to your master." Amuro stared ahead, and saw the black cat's puzzled look in the rearview mirror, "There are several dessert shops on this street..."

What if you are taken away by the blueberry egg tart made by another company?

Although not explicitly stated, the expression on the young man's face stated the sentence truthfully.

This made Xiaobamao couldn't help grinding its claws with the back seat of the Mazda.

"However, there are not many who can do better than me...Hey, let my car go, why do you like grinding your claws with it so much!"

The black cat narrowed its eyes, ran across the back of the seat a few times, landed on the passenger seat, and turned to look at the driver.

Toru Amuro only glanced at it, and then turned his attention back to the road ahead: "The co-pilot's seat belt is not suitable for you, so I won't fasten it for you. Pay attention yourself, don't wait for the sudden brake to confuse me." The window is on."

Xiaobamao didn't say a word, she felt more and more strange.

Does the person who introduced himself as Toru Amuro know her too well?

Whether it's the blueberry tart that's especially to her liking (and even the blueberry jam, which she's long since discovered isn't commercial blueberry jam but homemade), or the moment she realizes she's behind the passenger seat and looks around His actions were actually to see if he should wear a seat belt, even when he was caught with a blueberry egg tart at the beginning, all of which revealed that he was very familiar with himself.

But she really had no impression of this man.

Is it someone from your lost memory?

But she is an ordinary person, why would she have something to do with the fake wine from the winery...

In addition, this person always thinks she is "Nanai's cat", who is this Nana referring to?

mother?

Xiaobamao fell into deep thought, until the car body shook slightly and stopped on the side of the road, she came back to her senses and found that this white Mazda had stopped at a street she was very familiar with: Get out of the car and go forward About 400 meters away is the location of the Armed Detective Agency.

"I'll take you here. It's not convenient for me to go there. Go back by yourself." Toru Amuro rolled down the closed car window so that the black cat could jump out, "Don't be hooked by a box of blueberry egg tarts next time." Gone—really, what should I do if I meet someone with bad intentions... Forget it, Nana will always find a way to get you back."

At the end, he had no choice but to see the black cat's lips with a bit of crispy tapioca. Toru Amuro stretched out his hand to hold down the black cat who was completely unprepared for his movements, pulled a napkin, and gently wiped it off. The little residue at the corner of its mouth: "Okay."

He let go of his hand, and watched the black cat stunned for a moment before jumping out. He didn't start the car immediately, but watched the black figure leap rapidly between the buildings until it rushed into the corridor of the reddish-brown building Afterwards, Toru Amuro looked away, rolled up the window, and drove away.

When Hachi, who regained his human form, looked out from the window of the detective agency, the Mazda on the street had long since disappeared.

"What are you looking at?" Fukuzawa Yukichi saw this scene and looked out, but saw nothing unusual.

"Just thinking about something." The girl wearing light brown half-rimmed glasses to cover her different pupils shook her head, and asked after a while, "Does Mr. Yukichi understand my mother?"

"Not too many, mostly your father said it when he was showing off to me." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, wondering if this was a signal that Xiao Ba was going to confess to him that she had forgotten a lot of things.

"Then...Did Dad tell Mr. Yukichi what Mom likes to eat?"

This Fukuzawa Yukichi happened to know: "Salty snacks, I don't like desserts very much. Your father is still very sad because he makes delicious desserts, but the woman he likes doesn't buy them at all."

Having said that, in the end he succeeded in chasing someone.

As for the regret of not allowing his wife to taste his craft, it was made up for after the birth of his daughter.

"Don't you like the blueberry tart too?"

"Double sweetness, even your father won't do anything about it." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "What's wrong, you suddenly asked this?"

The girl was silent for a while, and then said softly: "I seem to... forget a lot of things."

The silver-haired president is not good at comforting people, he can only reach out and touch the top of the child's hair: "It's okay, I will remember."

He asked Xie Ye that the amnesia like Xiao Hachi would not last long, and she would be able to recall it one day.

If the memories of the past were too good to cause her to lose her memory after losing her parents... then it's really hard to remember, and that's okay.

On the contrary, this child really forgot all the words as Ranpo said, and the connection with his friends is probably also...Fukuzawa Yukichi thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you have time next Friday?"

"Hey?"

"Would you like to go to the banquet that Doppo mentioned before?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked. He remembered that the children of Akashi's family seemed to be about the same age as Hachi, which meant that there would be people of the same age at the banquet. Young people participate.

If only the kid could make new friends from it.

So, when the fast-moving time came to Friday, Xiao Ba, who was sitting in the car going to the banquet, had not had time to be happy that she was about to meet the team leader in the black basket, she looked through the car window first. to another person.

The black Porsche 356A running side by side with the detective agency's vehicle, the man sitting in the co-pilot seat has flowing silver hair, wearing a black windbreaker, black top hat, and the eyes under the brim are cold and ruthless.

— Gin!