[Comprehensive] The bloody case caused by the Akashi family

The afternoon sun in winter always makes people feel particularly warm and bright.

Yajima Yajima changed into a work uniform in the staff lounge, tied up her hair, and smiled in the mirror.After getting dressed, she jerked open the curtains of the lounge, allowing sunlight to enter through the window, illuminating every corner of the lounge.

When she opened the door and walked out of the lounge, she and the oncoming colleague happened to see each other, and the other party smiled and said, "I will work hard on you, Xia Jiang."

Yajima Yajima also nodded with a smile, "OK."

During afternoon tea time on weekends, there are a lot of customers in the cafe.Yajima Yajima walked over to the counter with a sunny and friendly smile.

Holding a tray, Azusa Enomoto, a colleague with soft mid-length hair, just came out of the kitchen. She glanced at the list on the counter and said briskly: "Xia sauce, a cup of signature mocha at table ten, A signature latte."

Misha responded and walked into the kitchen.

A tall and slender young man walked towards him, his dark skin was very eye-catching, but he still had short light-colored hair. It was a bit strange to see the two extreme colors suddenly.However, his facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and he always gives people a sunny and cheerful sense of comfort. After getting in touch with him, he will pay more attention to his temperament, rather than the sense of disharmony between his hair color and skin color.

"Good day, Ms. Yajima, you have to work hard today." At the end of the sentence, the clear voice is as refreshing as the breeze blowing on the face.

Yajima Yaxia raised her lips and smiled, "Good day, Mr. Amuro."

The tall man in front of him was also holding a tray with a cup of cappuccino on it. As he walked towards the reception area, he said, "There are so many people coming to the store for coffee on weekends."

"Yes." She also sighed with a smile, and then walked into the kitchen.

As usual, I used the coffee machine to make coffee without saying a word, and made various coffees according to the orders placed by the guests.

She has been working in this Poirot Cafe for nearly a week. A week ago, the third department received an anonymous tip, revealing that there was information about an underground organization in this coffee shop. Sensitive, Yajima Yajima came here to apply for a part-time job, just to confirm whether the so-called underground organization in the intelligence had any connection with the list.

However, for nearly a week, she did not find any clues or suspicious characters, but she was quite familiar with the employees in the coffee shop.Among them, Ms. Enomoto Azusa, who was holding a tray and talking to her just now, and the handsome Mr. Amuro Toru were more familiar.

She made a cup of mocha and a cup of latte, just put the tray on, the kitchen door was pushed open from the outside, and Toru Amuro walked in.

"The mocha and latte at table ten are ready." Yajima Misha glanced at him and said.

Amuro picked up the tray and handed her another list, "Can you ask Ms. Yajima to make them for the two cups at table NO.13 first? They are my friends." He lowered his voice and sounded slightly A bit lazy, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"No problem." Just reversed the order, she made coffee very fast anyway.

Amuro smiled, "Thank you, I will come and get it soon." After saying that, he walked out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee from table ten.

Toru Amuro said he would come over soon, but there was no one there. Yajima Mika looked at the two cups of coffee that had been prepared at table No.13, and went directly to the seat at table No.13 with a tray. He was smiling. Standing on the side talking to the guest at table NO.13, seeing her coming, he took the tray from her, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes, he forgot to serve coffee while talking.

"Miss Lan, Conan, your coffee." Amuro smiled and put two cups of coffee on the table.

When Mao Lilan saw her for the first time, she couldn't help saying: "Miss Yajima?"

Amuro's eyes lingered between them, "Do you know each other?"

Yajima Yajima said calmly before Mao Lilan spoke: "I met Maori detective at the crime scene before. As an important witness, maybe Miss Maori will have a deeper impression of me, right?"

Mao Lilan didn't know how to answer for a while, but Conan beside her saw her deliberate concealment, rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "I remember, but why does sister Yajima work in this coffee shop?"

"I've only been here for a few days." She showed an amiable smile, "In the future, I will invite Miss Mori and Conan to visit our coffee shop more often."

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched invisibly. Why did he feel that her stomach was full of bad water when she smiled?

I have been busy all afternoon, the traffic in the evening is much less, and at eight or nine in the evening, there are even fewer people.

Mika Yajima was on the evening shift, and she would be off work in two hours.She stretched her waist, and browsed the web at will on the computer at the counter. Apart from collecting information about underground organizations here in the name of part-time work, the most distressing thing for her these days was helping Akashi choose birthday presents. As his birthday approached, the more her brain couldn't think of anything.

Azusa Enomoto put the freshly packed coffee cups into the sink, took a rag from the cupboard and wiped the counter, saw her staring at the computer screen intently, glanced at her, and asked with a smile: "I haven't figured out how to give it to the boy yet." Any birthday presents from friends?"

"Yeah." Yajima Yajima nodded lazily.

Enomoto Azusa is a warm-hearted person. Seeing her distressed appearance, she immediately dropped the rag in her hand and leaned over to refer to her. She held her chin and said, "It's fine if you want a birthday gift or something. For example, Xia Sauce knits a scarf or A pair of gloves? Although it is a bit old-fashioned, the other party will definitely be very happy to receive something you wove by yourself."

"...wouldn't know how to knit that kind of thing."

Azusa Enomoto waved his hand and said, "You can learn it. When is his birthday?"

Yajima Yajima rested her chin, pointed and moved the mouse with one hand, and replied: "Next weekend."

"Well, then it's too late to learn." Azusa Enomoto shook her head thoughtfully.

At this time, Toru Amuro had just ordered a sandwich set, and walked over at a leisurely pace, joining the conversation between them.

"Well, Ms. Yajima is so thoughtful, I think your boyfriend will be very happy no matter what gift he receives." He stacked the plastic tray on the counter, propped one elbow on the edge of the counter, and leaned there .

Yajima Yajima let go of the mouse and asked, "If it was Mr. Amuro, what kind of birthday gift would you like?"

Toru Amuro thought for a while, and replied sincerely, "Birthday presents are not important. If it were me, I would invite my good friends to have a meal together on my birthday. Everyone would talk and laugh with me on my birthday. will be very satisfying.”

These words gave Mixia some inspiration, she can help Akashi hold a grand birthday party.Yes, it's such a happy decision!

During off-duty hours, Yajima Mika changed her clothes in the staff lounge. She was the only one in the room at this time. She put the uniforms in her storage compartment and checked again before leaving that there were bugs installed. hidden place.

After changing into casual clothes and returning to the counter, the remaining staff members were already doing simple cleaning work.

"Thanks for your hard work, I'll go first." She carried out a friendly and easy-going image to the end.

Azusa Enomoto was mopping the floor, waving at her, "Goodbye Natsu-chan, be careful on the road."

Toru Amuro waved his hand leisurely, "See you tomorrow."

Mika Yajima walked to the crossroads, Akashi was already waiting for her there, she walked along the street, took the passenger seat, and yawned, "If I stay any longer, I will almost get used to working in a coffee shop .”

Akashi started the engine and asked, "There is no progress in the matter to be investigated?"

Yajima Misha nodded, "There is nothing suspicious. Senior Sato is doubting the authenticity of the informant. Let me stay for a few more days. If there is still no movement, let me go back."

Regarding her work in the Metropolitan Police Department, he wouldn't ask any more questions, all he cared about was her safety.

After a moment of silence, Akashi asked, "Is there any danger?"

"There's no danger." Yajima Yajima took out an earphone from his pocket and stuffed it into his right ear, and smiled back at him, "I'm just collecting information."

Faint voices began to come from the earphones. She heard the sound of footsteps, the sound of cleaning tools being placed, the sound of staff saying goodbye to each other, and then the sound of employees leaving after the door of the coffee shop was locked.

Sounds pretty normal.

After more than ten seconds, she was about to take off the earphones, and the voice sounded in the earphones at the right time.

Someone opened the door with a key, and walked gently into the coffee shop, and then there was an unidentifiable noise in the earphones.

When the noise disappeared, I could no longer hear any sound, and the soundless silence filled the eardrums.

Someone dismantled the bug in the coffee shop.

Little Azusa?Mr. Amuro?or someone else?

Yajima Yajima took off the earphones and threw them into the bag. The other party must have dismantled all the bugs and left during the time full of noise. Even if she returns to the coffee shop now, there will be no clues.

The moonlight shrouded the earth, and the car drove on the street at a constant speed.

Yajima Yajima had completely escaped from her thoughts of doubts, staring at the hazy night in front of the car for a while in a daze.

Suddenly, she heard Akashi speak: "Next day off, will the coffee shop continue to work?"

She shook her head, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Next week is your birthday, and I've already transferred with someone else, so I don't have to go there."

"Well, it's just right." There was a bit of satisfaction between his brows, and he glanced at the rearview mirror to avoid a small truck that was going too fast, and said, "Will you go to Kyoto with me?"