The person at the counter was unusually familiar, and Conan swept his eyes, and a candidate quickly appeared in his mind.

He leaned to the side, and finally caught a glimpse of a small side face—it was really a black cat.

The black cat's hairstyle has changed from a big back to a straight hair that naturally hangs down, and there is no mask or sunglasses on his face, but ordinary brown glasses.

Conan touched his chin, wondering if he had found the Black Cat's workplace by mistake, or if the other party had just sneaked in temporarily.

But either way...... Since it's a clerk here, maybe the black cat will have some impression of Maoliran's date. After all, Maolilan had never mentioned this shop, and perhaps because her date was a regular customer here.

In normal times, Conan felt that he would never dare to bother the black cat with the daily problems in life.

But this time was different, and it was a matter of him not being able to toss the man away before he returned.

Thinking of this, Conan ran from his seat to the counter with a cigarette.

Outside the counter, there is a narrow dining table with corresponding stools in front of it.

As soon as Conan jumped into his seat, he saw the person behind the counter look up.

In the face of the other party's unenthusiastic and even somewhat disgusted gaze, Conan paused and decided to be tactful.

He didn't go straight to the point, but planned to order a few snacks first - even if you buy something, the guest is God, and the black cat can't drive himself away......

"That...... Have a Coke. Conan looked at the menu on the table and picked out one of the most conspicuous signature desserts, "Three more cupcakes." ”

The cupcakes were still baking, and Shiraishi sat still, looking at him from behind the lenses: "I thought you came to ask me who that girl's date was." ”

...... "How do you know again......

was broken by the other party first, and Conan felt a little embarrassed.

He didn't wonder the source - when Moriran replied that he was going to see Kudo Shinichi, he was standing on the stairs leading to the first floor, just a wall away from Shiraishi's bedroom. It is also normal for these words to be heard by Shiraishi.

…… But why tell the black cat! Can you communicate something serious and stop gossiping about your neighbors!

Conan rolled his dead fish eyes, rubbed his hair haggardly, and said in a broken jar, "If you have a clue, you can tell me ......"

After listening to the conversation between Conan and Maoriran just now, Shiraishi remembered what kind of plot this was.

- Mao Lilan's "date" partner is actually her mother, Fei Yingli. Fei Yingli moved out of Mori Kogoro's house ten years ago, and occasionally met Xiaolan, but rarely took the initiative to contact Mori Kogoro.

Shiraishi was hesitating whether to tell Conan about this, or to continue to watch his own guesses, when the oven behind him rang.

Conan was lucky, as soon as he ordered the cupcakes, the cupcakes were already baked.

Anyway, he was working, and the child's money was also money, Shiraishi got up and put on heat-insulating gloves, opened the oven door, and just pulled out half of the tray, his movements stiffened slightly.

This cake ......

How is it different from the example picture on the recipe?

It's very fluffy, but the color seems to have a little flaw, and it's actually black and silver.

There are still tiny bubbles bubbling on the surface, and the whole thing looks like a piece of soft and swollen charcoal, but Shiraishi privately thinks that the color is better than simple charcoal.

After staring at the cake for two seconds, Amuro in the distance smelled something was wrong and walked over to the pool in confusion.

He looked down, and his eyes were slightly straightened: "What did you do...... Charcoal-grilled steel wool balls? ”

Conan glanced into the oven and twitched twice out of the corner of his eye.

He understood that Black Cat's job was definitely not a restaurant employee, after all, the restaurant seemed to be doing well, and it was impossible to have an employee like him on site.

…… So he's here to lurk?

Is there another homicide in the store?

"I did exactly what the recipe did, and it should have been a broken oven."

Shiraishi took the color album next to him, unfolded it and turned to the page where the cupcakes were, and was about to point to the steps to explain to Amuro that it wasn't his pot, but after rereading the words, he paused slightly.

Then I had to patch what I just said: "...... It's just that two or three materials are missing. ”

"There are only a few materials in total...... "Amuro couldn't help but raise his hand and press the corner of his forehead, and suddenly felt that the plan of "taking turns to stake" was very bad - if it goes on like this, let alone staring for a week and a month, he is worried that before the end of the day, Matsuda will be swept out of the house by the store manager.

Conan lay on the counter, silently organizing the language.

Amuro stood behind the counter, and by all odds he was just a dedicated clerk, so Conan thought of him as the head of the staff here - the kind that could propose the dismissal of the trainee clerk.

If Black Cat is expelled for this, it may hinder him and Shiraishi's rescue efforts. In addition, Conan is also worried that the head of the employee will be hidden under the counter by the impatient black cat Ma because of too much nagging......

Conan took a deep breath, held back the tone of an innocent child, and started a round: "Haha, it's really like a blackened steel wool ball that is straightened and then re-staggered and coiled, as delicate as a work of art!"

"My homework topic this week is 'Finding Beautiful Eyes', so you can sell me all of them." He painlessly pulled out his pocket money and put it on the counter.

"......" Amuro glanced at Conan with an indescribable look. He still has an impression of Conan, remembering that the child had a high fever a few days ago, and now it seems that ...... Could it be that the antipyretic medicine didn't work, and he was burned stupid in the end.

…… Anyway, it's good to dispose of this pot of "art" before the store manager notices.

Amuro quickly pulled out a cardboard box, put the weird-smelling and weird-looking thing into the box and stacked it, closed the box tightly, tied a beautiful death button with the ribbon, hung up a professional smile, and handed it to Conan.

While Amuro was washing the tray, Shiraishi poured a glass of Coke with ice and put it in front of Conan's eyes.

Conan poked the dessert box on the table distressedly, this money, he had planned to use it to buy reasoning. However, if you can save people indirectly because of this, it is not too much of a loss......

Soon, customers began to enter the store.

At first, she was a beautiful woman, she looked at her watch frequently, and she looked like she was waiting for someone.

Conan paid attention to her for a while, but after the woman had lost her temper with the waiter, he ruled her out, and he felt that Maoriran would not make such friends.

After that, there came another haggard college student rushing to get a thesis; A strong man who went straight to the bar and sat down after entering the store, and called out the store manager to chatter; and a beautiful woman with her hair coiled and wearing a professional suit.