On a sunny afternoon,

Jing Guang sat in the coffee shop, leaning back leisurely on the seat, reading the newspaper.

Fukjeong Kwang-soo sat opposite him.

Little Natsume went to a nearby park with Sonoko and the others, and another report, Ye Yuan Xiaotian, followed him.

Of course, in addition to protecting the children, Jingguang also wanted to send them away on purpose.

Bokjeong Kwang-soo was a little confused. It was his first time in this cafe, and he couldn't understand why Kyung-kwang insisted on having him come in for coffee.

until.......

"Mr. Amuro, you're back~"

The joyful voice of Miss Xiaozi, the waitress in the coffee shop, was heard.

"Good afternoon, Miss Xiaozi. Are you busy this morning? Sorry, I had to take a leave this morning because of something~"

A familiar voice,

Fukui Kwang-soo's expression did not change, but if you looked closely, you would see that his eyeballs suddenly contracted several times.

The hand on the table clenched into a fist instantly.

This sound...

How could Fujing Kwang-soo not be familiar?

He turned his head and glanced at the person who came in.

The familiar wheat-colored skin and the golden hair in the sun,

zero???

Looking at that person's bright smile, Fujing Guangzhu... no, it should be said that the villain in Zhu Fujingguang's heart is just like an old man looking at his mobile phone on the subway.

He was a little unsure.

Is this zero?

A living Zero? Isn't he a member of the organization pretending to be him?

Although I tried hard to restrain myself and express myself in time, my emotion at that moment was still keenly captured by someone.

Seeing Jingguang sitting there and putting down the newspaper at some point and looking at him, and the person who turned his back to him before he looked over,

Amuro Toru was thoughtful.

That figure...

"Atobe-kun, you're here? Where's little Natsume?"

"I went to play with Conan."

Toru Amuro looked a little strange. Why did he remember that Atobe-kun was always cold and indifferent to Conan before?

“I see~”

Before Amuro Toru could continue, Jing Guang spoke first: "To be on the safe side, I asked the bodyguard to follow."

Why do children need bodyguards following them when they play?

Of course it’s because of Edogawa Conan’s catastrophic accident-prone physique.

Just by listening to the stories told by the "Boy Detective Team", even little Natsume could guess their fate.

Toru Amuro, who wanted to ask who the person next to Atobe-kun was, choked and his eyes suddenly became round.

"Hello Mr. Amuro, I'm Fukui Kwang-soo."

Amuro Toru listened to the strange voice and looked at the bronze-skinned man in a turtleneck sweater in front of him.

The voices are different, the looks are different, but...their bodies are so similar,

There are also small movements between gestures,

And the stress habits between words when that person speaks,

"Fukijui Kwang-soo? Oh, hello, Mr. Fukijui."

Fukui Kwang-soo....Zhufu Kyoung!

It's Hiro!

Amuro Toru's eyes lit up slightly, and then he smiled even more brightly and enthusiastically.

"Would you two like to eat something?"

"Then...sandwiches will do."

Zhu Fu Jingguang naturally wanted to try his friend's cooking.

After all, when he left the organization, Zero was still a person who could not even cook pasta properly.

Toru Amuro quickly wrote down the customer's order in the small notebook in his hand. His fingertips wrote quickly, and the end of the flowing handwriting was slightly trembling.