There was a murder case, and several people naturally had no leisure to continue to eat. The Maori family got into Kamikawa's car hungry and only felt that everything was not going well.

Kamikawa ate two bites anyway, but the Maori family didn't eat anything.

"I'm so hungry!" Conan felt his stomach growl.

"I'll go back and cook for you, make something simple, it won't take long." Xiaolan's mood is obviously very good, and the murder case did not affect her mood too much.

"Xiaolan, what are you in your bag!" Maori Kogoro looked in the rearview mirror at the bag on Xiaolan's lap like a baby, and was a little unhappy.

"This is a sweater that Mr. Zhiming lent me, and I have been looking at the patterns on his sweater for a long time, but I still can't understand how it is knitted, so I borrowed it." The thought of putting on the sweater she knitted made her feel very happy.

"You're not trying to knit a sweater for that reasoning kid, are you?" Mori Kogoro felt even more uncomfortable. The cabbage that has been raised for so many years is full of that bastard kid in his head.

"Daddy!" was said to be right, Xiaolan was a little embarrassed.

Looking at Conan smirking in the rearview mirror, Kamikawa instantly rolled his eyes. I don't know who the person who was sour all night was.

"Then Moment-kun, let's go upstairs first, you pay attention to safety."

"Hmm."

Sending a few people home, Shangchuan instantly turned his head and drove to his house.

It's only eight o'clock, and the city on a rainy night has a bit of a quiet atmosphere. The drizzle hits the windshield and is swept away by the windshield wipers, and so on until the drizzle stops.

Kamikawa instantly saw a man with a black knitted hat standing on the side of the road, and when he saw the car coming, he waved his hand and signaled the car to stop.

Kamikawa's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rolled down the window, "This gentleman, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's been raining just now, I can't get a taxi, I don't know if it can take me for a while, I'll pay."

Shuichi Akai was wearing a black trench coat with his trousers soaked by the rain. The umbrella in his hand was constantly dripping, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"Yes."

Kamikawa didn't think that this guy was really waiting for the bus here, if he remembered correctly, this guy had an exclusive driver, just like Gin. If you can't get a car in the rain, can't you call the driver to pick it up?

FBI agents still have to take taxis, which is too forceful.

I guess I found out that Amuro was at his house, and I wanted to get something out of him.

Shuichi Akai sat in the co-pilot, put the umbrella aside and dripped, and fastened his seat belt.

Kamikawa didn't show anything unusual for a while, just like treating an ordinary passerby.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the Cuphu Hotel."

In the car, Akai Shuichi seemed to casually open his mouth and chatted with Kamikawa.

"You should still be in school at your age, did you get your driver's license so early?"

"It's okay, it's not difficult to get a driver's license."

"It's really not that hard." Shuichi Akai chuckled, "Are you in high school or college?" ”

"Guess."

deliberately came here to wait for him, and there was a ghost who didn't know his basic situation.

"It should be college, I feel that the time for high school is quite tight, and even more so if it's a senior year of high school."

"No, I'm the senior you said I was in high school." He's quite interesting in his third year of high school. From time to time, I follow Maori Kogoro to encounter some murders, occasionally make a cameo appearance as the monster thief Kidd, and the time spent on studying is also during the daytime class.

"Oh? It was a surprise. Akai Shuichi's voice was deep and magnetic, and his slightly surprised appearance was very satisfying.

"Do you live around here?"

"No, I live in Jianggutian."

"Coming here so late?" Shuichi Akai looked a little curious.

"Is it late? It's only eight o'clock. ”

Kamikawa chatted with him while driving, and he seemed to be just chatting, asking irrelevant questions at random, making it completely impossible to guess what his purpose was.

"Sir, you're half-blooded."

"Well, my mother is British, and I only came back to Japan some time ago, so I don't know this area very well."

"What do you do, sir?"

"There is no work yet."

"I think Mr. Yi, if you look like a star, you will definitely be very popular, maybe you will become an instant hit."

"I'm not interested in that."

"Alas, I have a man in my family who is similar to you." Kamikawa instantly mentioned Amuro Toru as if unintentionally, "Obviously, you can rely on your looks to eat, but you have to rely on your talent." ”

"Oh? Is he good-looking? "Shuichi Akai came with some interest. He was still thinking about how to lead the topic to Toru Amuro, but he didn't expect this young man to take the initiative to bring it up.

"He is much better looking than the current popular stars, but his skin is dark. However, many little girls also eat this one now, and if he is willing to make his debut, he is guaranteed to be even more popular than the current Yoko Okino. ”

Kamikawa instantly teased Amuro without any scruples, anyway, it is impossible for these words to reach Amuro's ears, even if Amuro knows it, he will only laugh it off.

"yes, so what does he do?"

"He's a cook in my house." Kamikawa instantly and smoothly hit the steering wheel to the right, turned a corner, and kept talking: "I always feel that he is too condescending to be a chef." ”

When it comes to Toru Amuro, Shuichi Akai's attention is obviously more focused.

Seeing this, Kamikawa continued to say something that was easy to know, but not important, to test Akai's purpose.

"But that guy is always nowhere to be seen, obviously a chef, but he's busier than my parents."

"Maybe he has other jobs." Akai Shuichi lightly answered, lest the other party feel that he was talking to himself.

Kamikawa instantly felt that he had something to say, but he already knew that Amuro had multiple jobs. After all, he is a man known as a working emperor.

"I guess so."

The car turned all the way to Kakudo Town, and the journey home was lengthened, and Kamikawa instantly felt very hungry. The two of them chatted about things that were not nutritious, and they both tried to analyze some information from each other's words.

Hunger interrupted Kamikawa's desire to continue the temptation, and he stepped on the gas pedal to speed up the journey.

"Sir, it's here."

"Okay, thanks."

Looking at the black car in front of him in the distance, Akai Shuichi squinted his eyes, looking like an ordinary teenager, nothing unusual.

But why did Bourbon stay at his house all the time?

He walked a little irritated to the hotel. That guy didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong recently, and he actually had something to do with the sniper case last time, and he was extremely irritable about all kinds of operations.

The big black cauldron that flew for no reason caught him off guard.

Some of the arrangements that were originally made are no longer possible because of the intervention of the Japanese public security.

He pinched his eyebrows, who did that sniper case?

Headache.