"Hey, Lan, it's me...... Oops, I know it's sudden, but I can't help it......"

Tang Ze, who sat opposite, boredomly carried a sugar cube with a spoon, up and down in the coffee to watch it grow smaller in circles, and listened to Conan sneakily call with a voice changer.

"Yes, the case is not clear yet, and the investigation will take a long time." Conan said, thinking of the two mysterious men in black, and sighed heartily, "I'm not sure how long it will take." ”

I don't know what Mao Lilan asked on the phone, Conan organized the language with a tangled face, and suddenly he raised his eyes to look at Tang Ze who was playing with candy cubes, and he had an idea, and said into the mobile phone earpiece: "It's a very tricky case...... This is an urgent secret commission, and the relationship between them is complicated, and I can only conduct an independent investigation...... Yes, very troublesome, because there may be malfeasance and other issues in the police department, which I have to keep strictly confidential. ”

Tang Ze listened and listened, realized that something was wrong, put down the spoon and glared at the bear child sitting opposite.

“…… It's tricky, the whole case is now a fog, I can't go back to Tokyo, otherwise I might be startled......" Conan looked away awkwardly, didn't dare to look at Tang Ze, coughed twice, "Ahem, in short, I can't come back for the time being, don't worry, I'm ...... well now"

"I can't make up a reason, so I'm copying a commission and using me to fool Maori classmates." When Conan put down his phone, Tang Ze rolled his eyes angrily.

Isn't what Conan described in his mouth Tang Ze's case, with a few classic lines such as "I understand it, and I don't understand it if I don't understand", the reason sounds quite legitimate, after all, it involves black police, malfeasance and even more power-for-money transactions, it is indeed an errand that needs to be carried out secretly, and it can be regarded as Kudo Shinichi running to be an agent.

"Aha, anyway, you also said it, your case will have to wait for me to have a channel to investigate, is there no difference, the same way!" Conan smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, and was indeed a little embarrassed to engage in grafting in front of the parties.

Tang Ze looked at him strangely, and thought to himself, the talent of a prophet is okay, if he investigates the details of the case, he will really go to the same end, maybe the original body will solve the case, and the gin will still be mixed with a kick. Model worker, it's normal for him to be everywhere.

"Why are you ordering coffee again?" Conan hurriedly changed the topic and pointed to the cup in front of Tang Ze, "You live in a café, why did you come out and drink?" ”

The two of them finished buying the book and it was almost noon, and Tang Ze, who was too lazy to rush back, took Conan to find a nearby store for lunch.

Tang Ze sighed deeply and pointed at Conan, who was suffering from the same illness, himself: "Do you still have a chance to drink coffee now, Maori classmates, do they let you drink it?" ”

"I'm ......" Conan paused, retracting his finger.

"I'm pretty much the same." Tang Ze picked up the cup and took a sip, "Although I'm not a child anymore, I don't know if it's because of my appearance or something else, and everyone in the store hasn't seen me as an adult." It's terrible, Mr. Amuro didn't even make cocoa yesterday, and only gave me hot milk......"

Conan observed Karazawa's slightly rounded silhouette and nodded in agreement.

Tang Ze's mixed-race appearance did not show deep facial features and bones, but showed in the bulging apple muscles, if he didn't know in advance that this person was his new classmate, Conan would have thought that he was from the middle of the country.

Middle school students are two or three years older than elementary school students.

"But it's weird, why did you live in a café?" Conan thought of Café Polo and touched the book on the side of the table, "Although your parents are both abroad, even if you have an overseer to take care of your school, you should find a formal host family, right?" ”

The essence of the question. Because the organization needs Bourbon to spy on him, but more importantly, maybe the force majeure of the plot.

Tang Ze thought so in his heart, and said, "I also think it's strange, it seems that the café owner is a friend of my parents." But I can't prove it, I haven't contacted my parents for two or three years. ”

Conan frowned: "Two or three years? It's been too long. ”

His parents live in the United States and don't come to Japan a few times a year, but he still calls them every week to talk to them and ask about the current situation, at most because of the time difference, instant messaging is a little inconvenient.

Tang Ze stirred the half-drunk coffee with a spoon, and said as he recalled: "They seem to be involved in a secret project, and the contact has been intermittent since they started a few years ago, and the phone calls often don't get through, and I don't know the details." One day more than two years ago, I received a call from my mom, who said that she and my dad were going on a special scientific expedition and that it would be difficult to reach me in the future, so I asked me to take care of myself. That was my last call with them. ”

Tang Ze slowly became a little distracted, some fragmentary pictures flashed, and subtle sounds flowed through his ears like whispers on the pillow.

"Akira—the name means bright, bright......" ...... Baby, you're going to laugh, do it again......" "Mom and Dad are leaving......" "...... See you next time, Ah Zhao will be a big child......"

The messy fragments floated up and down, and the soft and warm memories made Tang Ze's mood low. He took out his phone, reopened the mailbox, and pulled out the coldly worded email. This is by no means the tone of the original parents and children. The couple, probably......

He closed his eyes slightly.

"Are you okay?" Tang Ze's obvious distraction and lost Conan can see clearly, he is not the type with high emotional intelligence, and he doesn't know where to comfort people for a while.

Before Tang Ze could speak, the conversation between the two of them was interrupted by an argument at the opposite table.

"Are you bothered?" The bearded young man pushed the paper away from the table with disdain, "I don't want to just draw these flyers for the rest of my life, and if I spend my life in your company, my inspiration will be destroyed." ”

Opposite him, a middle-aged man with gray hair in his hair held down the blueprint of flying out, and forcibly held back his anger and said, "Aihara! The performance will not come up in a day, if there are no these small orders, how can Party A notice us? Isn't there already a bigger list? ”

"Ha, whether people are coming for your company or me, I think you know very well, right?" The young man's attitude did not soften in the slightest, "Without me, can you do this list?" They have already contacted me directly, and this list should be my severance compensation. ”

"You're ......!" The middle-aged man didn't care about the paper in front of him, and angrily slapped the case, and the pencil in his hand was knocked out by him and fell on Tang Ze's desk.

Tang Ze and Conan, as well as the other two or three customers in the store, were attracted by the movement here, and they all looked at the two of them.

Realizing that he had disturbed the other guests, the middle-aged man suppressed his anger, apologized to the others, and left his seat after saying "I'm going to the bathroom", apparently preparing to calm down.

"What a strange person, why did you come to the store to talk about work......" Conan looked at the blueprint on their desk in confusion, isn't he really worried about leaking the content of the project?

Tang Ze glanced at the young man who was looking impatiently at the phone with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, and then at the steep long ramp outside the shop.

Because he's going to kill disobedient employees with a mud truck...... Tang Ze looked at Conan meaningfully.

As soon as death came, the simple people of Mihua had a verdict......