Meng Po soup.

Legend has it that drinking something that can forget all your worries, all your love and hatred.

Does such a magical thing really exist?

Only those who have died know.

Although he is a Taoist priest, he is just a Taoist priest, and Qingming is not clear about these things, although he believes in the existence of reincarnation.

But I just believe it, and I can't prove it.

Unless, like those legendary immortals, he can go up and down to the Yellow Spring, and he can witness it with his own eyes.

Unfortunately, it can't.

What can just one coffee shop owner do?

If anything, he can do a lot of things, but there are many more things that he can't do, and he is not the all-powerful god of legend.

And, even if it's a god, is it really omnipotent?

God knows.

However, regardless of whether the legendary Meng Po soup exists or not, if it just makes people forget some things, Qingming can still do it.

For example, make Ayako Suzuki forget something about him.

I also forgot some feelings that I shouldn't have.

Although he doesn't know if the feelings he once had will disappear after erasing the relevant memories.

Maybe you should pull Akane to Shuichi Akai and give it a try?

But it doesn't matter.

In the end, he didn't do anything to Ayako Suzuki, whether he forgot it or remembered it for life, it didn't have much to do with him.

Love and hate, in fact, there are a lot of them, all of which are just asking for trouble.

As long as you don't care, that's fine.

……

Time passes slowly.

Everything seems to be going according to a certain script.

Qingming calculates from time to time that the subsequent development of some things is basically the same as the results he calculated.

In this way, he is still quite powerful.

It's a pity that things about himself, about his own future, are still hidden in a fog, and even the most likely "future" can not be seen.

"Healers don't heal themselves, and those who count don't count themselves!"

Occasionally, I feel a few words of emotion.

But it didn't work.

And when he doesn't care about anything, everyone else lives their own lives.

Conan, for example.

On the weekend, because I was invited by Hattori Heiji, I went to Osaka with Mori Kogoro and Koran, and was a guest at Hattori Heiji's house.

Naturally, there was no shortage of cases this time either.

And it's two cases.

But this doesn't matter, anyway, one way or another, the case has been solved again.

This goes without going into details.

And after coming to Osaka to meet Hattori Heiji, Conan also told him something by the way.

Something about him getting the help of Qingming.

"That boy!"

Clear and bright.

Hattori Heiji knew each other.,Although I've only seen it a few times.,It's just the extent that I know the name.,But it's also an acquaintance.。

To be honest, he doesn't treat Qingming very well.

"How did you come up with the idea to ask him for help? And can he really help? ”

He doubted it.

This is normal, he doesn't know much about Qingming, and Qingming, to a large extent, seems to be just an ordinary teenager, nothing special.

I just don't know why, Hattori Heiji always feels that Qingming makes him feel uncomfortable.

So I feel that there is something wrong with Qingming.

Therefore, he didn't agree with Conan going to Qingming for help.

But it's too late to disagree.

Moreover, Conan thinks differently from him, mainly because Conan knows better.

"Don't look at him like that, it's actually very powerful, especially in terms of finding people, it seems that there is some special way to find people quickly."

Conan explained.

In addition to looking for people, it seems that the force value is also very strong.

He still remembered that not long after he became smaller, he met bandits in a closed department store one night, and it was Qingming who found it and subdued several bandits.

In addition, Qingming basically doesn't go to school, but the school doesn't react, it's just that the head teacher occasionally asks Xiaolan to help scream.

This also proves from the side that Qingming is not simple.

And because of Gray Plains, although Gray Plains Mourning didn't say anything, Conan is not stupid, he can always see some things and guess some things.

The identity of Gray Yuan Mourning, Qingming is likely to be clear.

Correspondingly, his identity is in Qingming, and it is probably not a secret, so it is better to take the initiative to show his identity and win over Qingming by the way.

As it turned out, he succeeded.

Although in reality, Qingming didn't intend to help much, but Conan didn't realize it now.

"That's right, but that boy always makes me feel a little uneasy."

Hattori shook his head.

But after thinking about it, in the end I didn't say anything.

"Forget it, whatever you want."

Anyway, he's in Osaka and Qingming is in Tokyo, so he basically doesn't have any contact with him, so there's no need to worry too much.

……

Tokyo.

The temperature is still a bit low.

But for Qingming, such a temperature change is nothing.

I just can't help but feel a little emotional.

"It's said that Tokyo is hot, but it seems that the rumors are a little different from the actual situation."

Although you can see a lot of live broadcasts through crows every day.

But it doesn't matter.

At night.

Tonight's Qingming did not go back to the manor, but stayed in the coffee shop.

Perhaps he preferred to be alone.

Drinking coffee, reading ancient books, studying various Taoist techniques, etc., ordinary and fulfilling life, ordinary daily life.

Who is Chang?

Well, this one doesn't really matter.

There was a "ding" sound, and a girl pushed open the door and walked in.

A girl in a police uniform.

"Yo, it's so late, and you haven't closed the door yet?"

The girl smiled.

It is the police department of the traffic department, Yumi Miyamoto.

After her, a girl walked in, a girl with short hair and wearing civilian clothes, but also looking a little heroic.

Qingming raised his head.

Looking at them, there seemed to be a pause.

Then, grinning a smile, a very sunny and bright smile.

"Miss Police, did you want me to help you relieve your loneliness when you came to me so late?"

"I was busy with things before, and I didn't eat dinner, so I happened to pass by here, so I came in and ate early, and I will continue to be busy later, and I don't even have time to eat."

Yumi Miyamoto shook her head.

I looked at it and found that there was no one in the store except Qingming.

"Miss Maid is gone?"

"Hmm."

"Then it looks like there's nothing to eat here."

Yumi Miyamoto shook her head.

Walking to the counter with the girl behind her, her eyes scanning the store while talking.

"Let me introduce, this is Miwako Sato, who has learned a lesson in searching, the dream girl of the entire Tokyo police."

"Yumi."

"Okay, okay, all in all, this is the owner of this coffee shop, called Qingming, a student from Huaxia, and he found the robber disguised as a police officer last time."

Yumi Miyamoto said.

Last time, that is, not long ago, a foreigner was kidnapped, and at that time, Qingming and the new name Xiang Baoli went out together, and they happened to meet, in order to be able to leave the traffic jam early, so I pointed out a sentence in passing.

But it made people notice him.

"Miwako, you wait here, I'll go in and get some cake or something, but unfortunately, Miss Azi is not ......"

As he broke his thoughts, he walked towards the kitchen.

Miwako Sato was left alone, standing in front of the counter, looking at Qingming, his eyes seemed to be full of curiosity.

It's a bit curious indeed.

From Yumi Miyamoto, I learned the complete situation at that time.

Obviously, just listening to Yumi Miyamoto tell him about the general situation, he was able to guess that the robber was disguised as a policeman, and in the end, it turned out that he was right.

Luck?

No, her gut told her that it wasn't just about luck.

"Qingming Jun ......"

"Just call me Qingming."

"Okay, Qingming."

Miwako Sato nodded, not too much nonsense.

I also asked directly.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Please."

"Are you a detective?"

"Nope."

Qingming was smiling.

"I'm just, a coffee shop owner."