The Strongest Girlfriend Insists That She is An Ordinary Person

Chapter 61:

Conan's pupils shrank, and he ran out.

"Conan, where are you going?" Xiaolan stuck her head out of the kitchen when she heard the movement, only to see his back hurriedly running away, and blinked in confusion.

As soon as Conan ran out the door, Bian pretended to be with the juvenile detectives who were about to go upstairs.

"Conan—" the children shouted his name in surprise.

Yuan Tai raised the sea bream in his hand high, "This is what the big brother gave you just now."

"We'll talk about this later." Conan's expression was serious, "The person you mentioned is going to Poro Cafe now?"

The children nodded dumbly.

"Conan, don't you eat Taiyaki? Where are you going?"

"Don't follow, wait for me at the Maori Detective Agency—" Conan ran away without looking back.

Ayumi puffed up her face, "What's wrong with Conan? His expression is so scary."

Yuan Tai raised the thick fish yaki in his hand, looked at it for a while, then swallowed, "Conan ran away, I can eat his taiyaki, it won't taste good when it's cold..."

"Ms. Yuan, I'll give you something to eat!"

Conan was no longer there under the stairs, and his voice came from a distance.

A surprised smile appeared on Yuan Tai's face, "Okay—"

"Yuantai, you really know how to eat!"

"That's right, Conan has always been the calmest, I don't know why he's so anxious this time—"

Mitsuhiko and Ayumi looked at each other.

Conan stumbled all the way out, and just ran to the corner downstairs, he bumped into someone.

Conan was knocked down and flew out. The visitor was knocked back two steps by Conan, and he picked up Conan with quick eyes and hands.

"hiss!"

Conan was so frightened that he closed his eyes. The expected pain didn't come. Instead, he was lifted by his neck and swayed twice in the air. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person on the opposite side.

"...Brother Amuro?" Conan turned into a peasant eye.

Toru Amuro put him on the ground, raised his hand to his lips, his expression froze.

Conan watched him tiptoe to the corner outside the coffee shop, cautiously peeked inside, and his heart moved.

Wait, is it possible that Mr. Amuro came here for the same reason, did he get any information? To be fair, Amuro Toru himself is a waiter at the Polo Cafe, and he is also an undercover agent in a black organization. It is normal to know that?

It's just that, with his cautious look now, it seems that he doesn't know, or that the information is incomplete.

The black-clothed organization has an action here, but Amuro Toru, who is Bourbon, doesn't know it? In this way... things are more complicated. The twists and turns are complicated, and it will be difficult to speculate clearly for a while.

Looking at Amuro's hands naturally hanging down beside the trousers, his hands clenched into fists, his tense expression, and his condensed eyes, Conan's heart couldn't help but hang.

He leaned over and looked inward together with Amuro.

Amuro Toru's eyes focused on the front desk, where a man stood with his back to the window, his back was shrouded in shadows, because his height was much higher than ordinary people, in his position, he could only see his waist down.

Even if only half of it can be seen, pure black coat, pure black pants, pure black leather shoes.

That's right, it's that guy! Amuro clenched his fingers tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm, absolutely right, he could recognize this figure when it was turned into ashes!

Amuro gritted his teeth.

Gin! He actually came here!

Conan's eyes were drawn to the man sitting in the booth from the very beginning.

The pure black coat, hat, and...the same height as Xiaolan, this man is the strange big brother Ayumi they said? He was leaning against the deck, looking down at the phone, because of the angle, there was a shadow on his face, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.

In such a hot weather, wearing a black coat over a black vest is indeed the style of the black organization. The hand that touches the phone wears pure black leather gloves. Are you afraid of leaving fingerprints?

Even if you look from a distance, you can detect the beast-like aura of this person. Even if he is not a dangerous person, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Damn, it is impossible to see what his face looks like!

Just as Conan was staring intently at the man in the room, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He suddenly raised his head and saw Amuro walked in.

Hey, what is he doing!

Conan looked at his back in amazement.

Always watching here, I can't wait for the result. Amuro thinks that he is not a person who likes to wait.

"Ah, Mr. Amuro! This is Mr. Amuro who is the best at making lemon pie here!"

"Hey—? It's been so long, I said to hurry up, right?!"

The man turned his head.

No matter what Gin has planned...

Gin...

Who is this? ! ! !

The man who turned around met his gaze, and Amuro was dumbfounded.

One meter nine, black clothes and black pants, silver hair, yes, but why does this person have short hair? A pair of pure black sunglasses on your face?

Aware of Amuro Toru's gaze, the man raised his hand and greeted with an exaggerated smile, "Hi~"

This smile fell into An Shitou's eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he had no good intentions.

"Mr. Anshi, you are here." Azusa Enomoto touched Toru Amuro and whispered miserably, "This guest ordered a lot of desserts..."

Wujo Satoru slapped the table, "I said to hurry up, it's already so late, I don't want it!"

Gojo Satoru was going to pad his stomach before he came to Zhongyuan Zhongyao. Now that Zhongyuan Zhongyao was sitting there, how could he be so embarrassed to eat?

Enomoto Azusa looked at him for help.

Amuro's head buzzed.

Gin's face shattered in his mind, replaced by a noisy man with sunglasses.

He took the apron, tied it around his waist out of his instinct to work four or five minutes at the same time, and walked into the front desk, "Guest, try the lemon pie I made, you won't be disappointed."

He smiled, "The original ingredients used in our cafe..."

"..." Gojo Satoru hesitated.

Forget it, what's the face, let's eat it with Zhong Ye-jun, "Do it faster this time!"

"Please rest assured, guest!" Amuro had a 360-degree business smile on his face.

He turned around and took out a lemon from the dark crevice in the mezzanine of the refrigerator. When he turned around, he frowned. He was dealing with the work he was doing instinctively, and his brain was running fast.

Is this...

"Hey, what are you doing, brat?"

Hearing the sound from the dining table, he raised his head and his pupils shrank instantly.

Conan --

Edogawa Conan was being picked up by Zhongyuan Zhongya by the back of his neck at the moment, his hands and feet were swaying in the air, "Let them down——"

Conan, who was lifted up and swayed in the air, wanted to cry without tears.

What kind of hatred do these people have with the back of his neck, to be brought up so many times a day?

After Amuro pushed the door open, he followed closely. The man in black sitting on the sofa was still looking at the phone intently, without giving him a single glance.

Conan had an idea and rubbed against him, trying to pretend to fall and put the bug in his pocket.

As a result, before he flopped down, he was picked up quickly by his eyes and hands.

"Hey, let me ask you, what were you doing sneaking around me just now?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared and raised his voice.

...No wonder Yuanta and the others said he was scary.

Really vicious.

Conan kept struggling, "Big brother, I was not careful, you let go!"

"Accidental? I think you did it on purpose!" The left foot stumbling on the right foot was too fake. He was trapped by the **** blue and white fish so many times, how could he not see such a little trick?

In the middle of being trapped many times, forming a conditioned reflex, and also putting on a scary expression, "Little devil, do you still want to deceive me?"

Ah? It was five hundred years too early to deceive him with this kind of deception!

The little devils now, one or two, of school age, wandered the streets and deliberately fell on him, who was not a good citizen at first glance.

Why is your heart so big? How do their teachers teach?

"I do not have--"

"Jun Zhongye, what's the matter?" After finishing the order, Wujou Satoru had seen enough, so Shi Shiran walked over, "Ah, isn't this Conan?"

Conan turned his head with difficulty, as if he saw the savior, "Big brother!"

"Mr. Gojo, do you recognize this kid?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also held Conan's hand for a while and looked at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru nodded, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop rising, "Kunan Conan is a student that Teacher Xiaotao likes very much."

He deliberately stressed on "favorite student".

particularly favorite students.

Teacher Xiao Tao's favorite student...

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a sullen face, and quickly put Conan on the ground.

Conan immediately ran behind Gojo Satoru, raised his face and his eyes flashed, "Big brother, who is this hat brother?"

Gojo Satoru thought it was funny, good guy, this kid is talking about him here.

He bent down and touched Conan's head, and said with a smile, "This brother Zhongyuan is Teacher Xiaotao's brother—"

Little brother.

Kono-sensei's younger brother——

Conan's eyes are dead.

Unable to control, he glanced at Nakahara Nakaya's face, although Mr. Rino's face was always cold, but there was no such thing as such a fierce looking...

"Hey, kid, what are you looking at!"

Nakahara, who was stared at by Conan's disbelieving gaze, also waved his fist.

Ouch.

Really scary.

However, since he is Kono-sensei's younger brother, he shouldn't be a bad person.

Although he is always in the habit of doubting everything around him out of a detective's mindset, he is also willing to believe 100% without questioning what he believes.

Coincidentally, Kono-sensei is what he is willing to believe 100%.

It seems to be an oolong.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, quietly touched Anshitou's sullen face, and whispered, "Brother Anshi, I don't think those two are bad people—"

Toru Amuro tilted his head slightly.

"I'll tell you," Conan leaned beside him and just opened his mouth.

"Jingle--"

The door was pushed open again.

A man in black with a hat and a metal suitcase came in.

He walked cautiously, holding the box in one hand, pressing the hat with the other, half of his face hidden in the shadow of the brim, with a beard, expressionless, and extremely vicious.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked left and right, and went straight to Gojo Satoru's table.

"Hello, is this Mr. Gojo? I've admired the name for a long time." He pressed his hat and said in a low voice, "I'm here to attend this meeting on behalf of the Kuroda family."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment when he spoke, and quickly controlled his expression.

He braced his chin and deliberately said vaguely, "Mr. Kuroda, I thought it was the one from your family. After all, this is such a meeting."

【After all, this is such a meeting (Women's Association)】

Kuroda Ryu sat down, put the box at his feet, and cautiously looked around, "My family is very busy. As a subordinate, I should also solve these difficult problems for her and solve her problems."

[My wife is a professional woman and she is very busy with her work. As a home cook, it is my duty to participate in the Women's Association. 】

"I thought so too, so I came to participate today." Gojo Satoru crossed his arms with a smile, resting his chin on his hands, and a shadow instantly shrouded his face, "As a result, we were the only ones who came first."

"Only the few of us can't have a meeting."

Aaron looked at Gojo Satoru, "Did you say when to come over there?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, "There's still a meeting over there. If it's over, I'll rush here."

"That's what I said here, too." Aaron nodded expressionlessly, "I've solved the work in my hand, and I'll come over immediately after I've cleaned it up."

"When will the president come over, and when the president comes, we can start?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared blankly at them and put down the fork in his hand.

What's the matter, these two people? They don't talk like that in port mafia!

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The three men with an average height of 1.7 meters and a pitch-black body looked like a vicious trio of men, with sullen faces around the table, talking about the topic of [suspected] crimes.

[Kuroda Family], I see, it's the name of the Kuroda group.

They are also planning to hold an [illegal assembly] here for an unknown purpose.

Moreover, there were not only the three of them, there were also those who had [the other meeting] and those who [cleaned up their hands]... I don't know the exact number at the moment, but it can be confirmed that they are probably the same vicious people as them. disciple.

[President], is the planner of this meeting, the last behind-the-scenes boss.

too dark.

It's really dark.

The smell of black is pungent, and the black is almost showing through the screen. Much darker than the waterworks with two drops of wine.

Toru Amuro's eyebrows kept tightening.

He glanced at Conan without leaving a trace.

Conan, who had just determined that [they are definitely not bad people], fell into a life of doubt.

The author has something to say:

It seems that it is not too much to say that it is black.

Only 5t5 is filled in.

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-08-08 20:59:37~2021-08-09 22:07:06~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ning Hoshino 1;