After Zhufu Kongliang made the sound, the blond police officer naturally reacted as if he was startled by the sound. He withdrew his outstretched hand and pointed to the juice stain on the edge of the document in the same tone as usual, saying, "It seems like there's something on it, so I wanted to check it."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have touched you so carelessly." Amuro Toru turned his head to look in the direction of Morofu Sora and said in a somewhat apologetic tone.

This attitude seems very normal and there is nothing wrong with it - even if Toru Amuro directly said that he was curious about the document, there would be no problem.

Just like Zhu Fukongliang printing this document at the police station, the more relaxed and casual you are, no one will suspect you of slacking off at work. But if you look around nervously and are careful for fear of being discovered, others will notice you and come over to ask you what you are doing.

Ignorance is bliss. Since you don't know anything, you can of course use straightforward language to test. Because "Toru Amuro doesn't know what this file is", he treats it with a very ordinary attitude. This is the character that Toru Amuro has given himself now.

This is also the reason why Toru Amuro chose to do this openly under all-round surveillance. The more cautious you are, the more likely people will notice your loopholes and problems.

"No, nothing." Zhufu Kongliang glanced at the documents on the table, moved the glass of water in front of Amuro Toru, picked up the documents and sat opposite him, and said with a smile: "If Mr. Amuro is interested, you can find it directly on the Internet. At most, it may be more troublesome to organize it?"

Morofu Sora Ryo turned the document face up with a nonchalant attitude, and the English words representing "superamnesia" that looked like garbled code to ordinary people appeared in front of Amuro Toru again so easily.

The printed document was written entirely in English, with the word "Superamnesia" in bold capital letters being the most prominent, and the word "Table of Contents" in smaller font below.

After confirming the true meaning of the English words above, Toru Amuro made an expression as if he didn't know how to pronounce it: "Hyper... Uh?"

"...Ah, it's Hyperthymesia, which means super memory disorder." Zhufu Kongliang seemed to have just reacted, and he slowed down his speech and explained gently: "The general symptom is that you can remember everything you see, right?"

Seeing the doubt that Toru Amuro deliberately expressed, which was not abrupt, the black-haired police officer put the document face down and said with a smile: "This is my brother's research topic. He knew I was interested in these things, so he gave me a copy."

"It's really surprising. Is Mr. Kong Liang interested in these?" Amuro Toru asked curiously.

"Actually, I minored in psychology when I was in college, and I'm still in touch with my former professors now," Zhu Fu Kongliang explained.

Once you enter the Japanese police academy, you become a police officer. The assessment before entering the academy is the civil service examination. Morobuchi Soryo passed the examination and interview after graduating from a normal university, and then entered the police academy. After graduating from the police academy, he became a police officer - this is the process.

Therefore, it is natural that police-related knowledge is not taught in normal universities. It is normal for Zhu Fukongliang to have other auxiliary majors in addition to his own major.

"Before I graduated, my professor mentioned a related topic, about the psychological problems that patients with hyperthymesia would suffer from, and whether they would feel pain because of the memories that they could not forget."

At this point, Zhu Fu Kong Liang paused for a moment and continued, "Hypermia is a relatively rare disease, so the class was mainly based on speculation. If you are facing a patient with hypermnesia, how should you, as a psychiatrist, treat him?"

The black-haired young man had a normal attitude. He smiled and continued, "Maybe I mentioned it too much at home, so my brother remembered it and compiled a special copy for me."

Amuro Toru looked as if he had realized something: "So that's how it is."

"I think I've heard about this somewhere before...but I don't really understand what's so special about it."

"After all, such patients are very rare. Even this disease was only first proposed in 2006, so naturally not many people know about it." Zhu Fukongliang narrowed his eyes and said, "It is because of my research that I pay a little more attention to it than others."

"Let's not talk about this, Mr. Amuro, are you really not going to take a break?"

The black-haired police officer said, "I was just having a good time chatting with you just now... If you don't mind, I'll drive you back next time."

If he really just wanted to drive someone back, Zhu Fu Kong Liang wouldn't have taken the person to the fifth floor. He could have just driven directly to the parking lot.

While saying this, Zhufu Kongliang didn't even have the intention of getting up. Just this little detail was enough for Amuro Toru to analyze that Zhufu Kongliang was not thinking what he said, and it was obvious that he had something else to say.

As expected, Zhu Fu Kong Liang stared at the blond policeman in front of him, and his tone was more or less tough: "I know you are very busy, Mr. Amuro, whether it is Poirot's work or the usual private detective investigation... but humans always need to rest."

"It's another matter at other times, but since you're sick, you should at least pay attention to your health."

"I am almost certain that if I really send you back later, Mr. Amuro will insist on continuing to do other things until his body can no longer bear it."

Toru Amuro was a little surprised by this sentence - whether it was because of Morobuchi Sora's understanding of him or the tone he expressed at this moment.

The smile on the black-haired police officer's face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth turned down. His temperament was not that cold, but more like a childish complaint: "...It was Mr. Amuro who said we were friends first, wasn't it?"

Perhaps it was really because of the high fever that it brought about too strong a negative buff. At this moment, Amuro Toru's original superb rhetoric was all thrown behind his mind. For a moment, he didn't even know what to say in response at this time.

"Answer the question quickly. What is the first thing Mr. Amuro does when he gets home?" Zhufu Kongliang suddenly asked.

"Work - ahem, no, um..." Looking at the black-haired police officer's eyes that almost immediately turned fierce, Toru Amuro inexplicably felt a little guilty.

And this emotion, the individual named Furuya Rei, has not felt for a long, long time.

When dealing with his subordinates, Rei Furuya is always tough. When dealing with the members of the organization, he needs to be vigilant and on guard at all times. However, he and Conan Edogawa are testing each other back and forth, and he has a peaceful attitude towards ordinary people.

This kind of guilty feeling only occurs to Rei Furuya towards his past relatives and friends.

For example, when he hurt himself on purpose in order to meet someone when he was young, causing that person to look disapproving. Or when he got into a fight with someone and saw his worried, angry and self-blaming face afterwards - these emotions belonged to the young Rei who would do these impulsive actions.

Whether it is Toru Amuro or Bourbon... and now Rei Furuya, they have always been alone. They need to be vigilant and guard against everything around them, and they keep their disguises in front of everyone, never exposing themselves. Not to mention the guilty feeling of realizing that they have done "bad things" and will cause others to be dissatisfied.

However, when he saw the face that was similar to the one he had encountered in his childhood, and even the reason for the other party's dissatisfaction, Toru Amuro seemed to have returned to the police academy seven years ago, or even to his childhood when he was even younger.

At that time, Rei Furuya had friends and people he cared about, and he was cared for and concerned about by others, so Rei Furuya also needed to give back the same emotions.

There are surveillance cameras everywhere, and the public security officer named Rei Furuya dare not reveal his true emotions. Regardless of whether the surveillance is installed by the person in front of him or by someone else, it represents danger.

Even when facing a face similar to Zhufu Kongliang and You Xunran, he still maintained the necessary defense. Even though he was in a high fever, he immediately restrained the truth that was about to be revealed, put on a disguised mask, and said in a gentle voice: "...Don't worry, I will get a good rest when I go back."

"Mr. Amuro."

"Um?"

"You no longer have any credibility with me." Zhu Fu Kong Liang said calmly.

The black-haired police officer held up two fingers and said, "Now I'll give you two choices. You can sleep on my sofa today, or I'll clean up the guest room and you can go in and rest."

Amuro Toru was stunned: "...Huh?"

From this sentence on, the progress suddenly accelerated a lot - perhaps he was really confused, by the time the blond-haired public security officer reacted, he had already been pushed by Zhu Fu Kong Liang to the equally empty guest room.

And Zhufu Kongliang also spoke in the tone of a warm host inviting others to be his guest: "Mr. Amuro, you are about the same height as me, so just wear my clothes."

Feeling like he had skipped hundreds of episodes, Amuro Toru was confused for a moment: "I..."

"Mr. Amuro has no option to refuse." The black-haired young man who was holding a set of pajamas curved his upturned cat eyes, his eyes full of self-willedness.

It was also at this time that Toru Amuro remembered that although his younger brother, whom he had grown up with, appeared to be gentle most of the time, he actually had a tough and cold personality - this had been revealed in all the details of their previous interactions and in previous related investigation intelligence.

"I've also put the medicine by the bed, Mr. Amuro, please remember to take it. That's it, good night."

Amuro Toru looked out the window at the sky where the sun had not yet set, and tilted his head a beat late: "...Good night?"

After his dizzy brain finally realized what had happened, Toru Amuro covered half of his face, looking at a helpless expression. Under the debuff caused by his illness, Toru Amuro made a phone call when Poirot was about to get off work, to Azusa Enomoto, who was probably still waiting for him in the cafe.

After briefly explaining the reason, Azusa Enomoto gently expressed her understanding and asked Toru Amuro to have a good rest.

There is no record of the public security work in his notebook at home, nor is there any information about the organization's recent mission. In fact, his recent work is centered around the investigation of the Mori Detective Agency - about the investigation of Kudo Shinichi.

He couldn't go to Café Poirot, and this was a rare time when Toru Amuro had nothing to do and could only sleep.

But even when sleeping...

There are surveillance cameras everywhere, there is no way he can fall asleep! Amuro Toru sighed helplessly in his heart.

Author's words: Kong Liang: Oh, I forgot I was the only one used to monitoring.