Jinpei Matsuda had a rare vacation, so naturally he stayed at home to indulge in his hobbies. Unexpectedly, the door was suddenly slammed open, and Kenji Hagiwara rushed in with a serious face.

The two grew up together, went to the police academy together, and now even work together. Naturally, Hagiwara Kenji has the key to Matsuda Jinpei's apartment.

Matsuda Jinpei was so frightened that he almost threw away the half-disassembled bomb in his hand.

"Hagi, what are you doing!" The bomb disposal police's hands were steady. Matsuda Jinpei protected the fragments and did not cause any damage. He looked up dissatisfied, but was surprised by Hagihara Kenji's extremely bad expression.

He frowned: "He was fine this morning. Did he run into another case?"

"It's not a case." Hagiwara Kenji took a deep breath, handed him a bottle of water, and took a big gulp himself. He whispered, "Xiao Zhenping, do you think Instructor Matsue is still alive?"

As soon as Jinpei Matsuda opened the bottle cap in his hand, he subconsciously clenched it, and with a snap, the water spilled onto the two of them, but no one cared.

"Hagi, are you okay?" Matsuda Jinpei reached out and touched Yu Xunran's forehead, his tone vague.

"How dare you say such things... Instructor Songjiang's death anniversary is coming soon. We saw him rush into the sea of ​​fire. How could he still be alive?"

Hagiwara Kenji curled his lips and said, "Yes, we saw it with our own eyes."

Because of their negligence in a previous case, the escaped prisoner made a comeback, but the instructor who usually did not get along with them was the one who paid the bill.

Seeing that Hagiwara Kenji seemed to have slowed down, Matsuda Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "I wonder if he can see the review we burned."

"But we didn't see his body, did we?" Hagiwara Kenji suddenly said something shocking.

Matsuda Jinpei punched him in the chest and gritted his teeth: "Can you please explain it clearly in one breath!"

Hagiwara Kenji rubbed his chest with a grin, frowning in distress: "Well... today I met someone who looks exactly like Instructor Matsue."

He repeated the case he encountered at noon to Matsuda Jinpei, and the latter's hands were shaking with water again.

After finishing his story, the curly-haired young man took a deep breath, took out his sunglasses and put them on. The things in front of him were covered with a veil, and he managed to become more rational.

"You mean, you might have run into a relative of Instructor Songjiang? Songjiang Xunya? And that guy is related to Ling?"

Hagiwara Kenji hummed and wiped his face: "But I went to the police station to look through the files again. Instructor Songjiang should have no relatives."

At least from the time they met until his death, Songjiang Shiyu was all alone, and even when he was sick he had to see which colleague was free to stay by his bedside.

"That's even weirder. He looks exactly like Instructor Matsue from seven years ago. Unless he's resurrected from the dead, it's impossible that they're brothers, right?" Matsuda Jinpei clenched the bottle tightly, "But how could he be alive... What did Zero say?"

Hagiwara Kenji said: "Because Matsue was still around, I only exchanged a few words with Ling using hand gestures, and he felt that Matsue Xun was also a conspiracy."

The words came out a little harsher, and even the words carried a cold meaning: "It's a conspiracy against him, against us, or perhaps against the dead Matsue Shigure."

Matsuda Jinpei threw the bottle backwards and hit the trash can. He tilted his head, and his black eyes hidden under his sunglasses were particularly gloomy.

"Then we can't just sit there and wait for death."

***

"Wow! It's a new big brother! The brothers and sisters in Café Poirot are all so handsome!" The little girl's childish voice was filled with surprise, making people smile knowingly.

"Ayumi, run slower!"

Azusa Enomoto, who was busy at the bar, smiled even more: "Welcome, Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Conan!"

The ones who came were the chosen protagonists of this world - the Young Detective Team.

Azusa Enomoto's smile suddenly stopped when her head tilted 15 degrees to the side. She couldn't help but raise her voice and shout, "Matsue-kun, I told you that you only need to squeeze two-thirds of the ketchup. If you put too much, it will be too sweet!"

"Sorry, sorry, I just thought this would make a nice-looking picture, and I couldn't resist. I'll pay for it."

"I've said this many times!" Enomoto Azusa put his hands on his hips and said, "Leave this to me. Go and entertain the guests first."

The blond young man had a bright smile on his face. He was tall and slightly thin. His cobalt blue eyes always reminded people of the cheerfulness of the sea when they swept across him.

Matsue Shigure had been working diligently at the Polo Cafe for two days. After Amuro Toru sent him to the hospital that day, he had not shown up since then and no one knew what he was busy with.

Matsue Shigure was not in a hurry either. What he needed to focus on now was the relationship between Amuro Toru and the murder in the store. As long as the other party did not come, he would be on vacation.

His white shirt was buttoned up a bit, revealing his white wrists. When he walked out with the plate of sandwiches, the contrasting red and white colors attracted the eye even more.

Ayumi Yoshida and others immediately swarmed over, looked at the sandwich and asked curiously, "What's the pattern on this?"

Conan Edogawa recognized it immediately: "Isn't this the pattern of the bird of paradise? The bird of paradise is also called the flower of the bird of paradise. It is a symbol of freedom, happiness, auspiciousness and freedom."

"Brother, you draw really well. Obviously you have practiced before?"

"That's great, but I can't actually remember when I practiced it." Matsue Shigure gave Conan Edogawa a compliment.

Actually he remembered it.

In the last round, Songjiang Shigure could hardly go anywhere and could only stay in the room and rot. Fortunately, there were a few NPCs who were more humane and knew how to provide him with some entertainment.

Matsue Shigure touched Conan's head and said, "How old are you now, little brother? You know so much knowledge that many adults don't know. You must have read a lot of books, right?"

Matsue Shigure didn't have much impression of other characters, but the name "Edogawa Conan" was still very well-known.

At least when he was still a [hacker], he helped "Kudo Shinichi" to clean up the mess - although the game data is not interoperable, Edogawa Conan should not know.

Conan Edogawa's smile froze, and he touched the back of his head and said awkwardly, "It's all on TV."

Very good, check in and scare Conan 1/1.

"We are both first-year students at Teitan Elementary School." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya added, "I'm Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, what's your name, big brother?"

Matsue Shigure squatted down and looked at them at eye level: "My name is Matsue Xunye, and I'm currently a clerk here."

“Just a café clerk?”

Conan Edogawa's old problem came back again. He frowned and looked up and down at the young man in front of him, muttering out of habit.

"There is a fine coil on the tip of his right index finger, and his middle and ring fingers often open and close. He speaks in a crisp and clear voice, and when he stands, he consciously looks for a position with the widest field of vision. He likes to ask questions when he speaks... Why does he look a bit like--" Reporter?

Before he finished mumbling, Edogawa Conan took a closer look and found that Matsue Shigure was hanging out with the other kids. His attitude when speaking had changed and even the amplitude of his movements had been adjusted.

The conclusion just now seemed to be overturned again.

Conan Edogawa puffed up his cheeks in confusion and received a light tap on the head from Shigure Matsue, who was surrounded by other children.

"I'm really just a coffee shop clerk now." The blond young man said with a smile, "I don't have any other identity."

It sounded like he was trying to cover up his crime. Conan Edogawa shuddered subconsciously, and his PTSD about the organization was almost unmanageable.

But when he saw Matsue Xun earnestly explaining the language of flowers to Yoshida Ayumi and the others, with a smile so bright that others couldn't help but laugh along, he retracted his judgment.

——After all, she wasn’t wearing black.

Conan Edogawa coughed lightly, and finally remembered the purpose of this trip. He jumped up and lay on the counter, and asked Azusa Enomoto: "Sister Azusa, where is Brother Amuro?"

Azusa Enomoto said, "Since Matsue-kun is also here for his shift, Amuro-san is off today, so he should be doing other work, right?"

"Is that so..."

Conan Edogawa pretended to sigh in disappointment, causing the other children to sigh as well. The difference was that the former was fake, and he even seemed to be secretly happy, while the latter was genuine disappointment.

"Did something happen?" Songjiang Shiyu saw the sad faces of several children and couldn't help but touch their heads one by one.

Except for Kojima Genta's hair which is a bit prickly, the rest of the textures feel good.

Songjiang Shiyu likes children more, but in real life, most children dislike dogs and are not as well-behaved as in the game.

When Yoshida Ayumi was patted on the head, she even rubbed it actively, which was so cute: "Brother Songjiang, you don't know yet? We are the Junior Detective Team, mainly responsible for solving many difficult cases, and Brother Amuro is also our extra-staff consultant!"

"This time, a classmate from the next class came to us and said that his mother's travels were strange recently. She went to the Happy Bomber toy factory in the suburbs for several days in a row, but she didn't bring any toys for him when she came back... He suspected that his mother might have another child outside!"

Kojima Genta and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko were also filled with righteous indignation: "This is too much to think about!"

Matsue Shigure: "Pfft——"

Azusa Enomoto: “Haha, cough, cough!”

Conan Edogawa covered his face, unable to bear the sight. If the professor hadn't gone out to visit a friend recently, he wouldn't have wanted to embarrass himself in public.

"So you came to see Mr. Amuro, hoping he would take you to that Happy Bomber toy factory?"

Conan Edogawa said weakly: "That's right, you can only visit with an adult."

Mao Lilan is also a minor, and he is not happy about his childhood sweetheart taking a bunch of children to visit a toy factory, and he is also counted as a "child".

Enomoto Azusa thought for a moment and said, "How about this, let Matsue-kun take you there?"

Yoshida Ayumi's eyes lit up, but she hesitated again: "Then isn't Sister Xiaozi very busy?"

"No." Enomoto Azusa waved his hand, pretending to be impatient, "This guy is causing trouble here, it's better for you to take him away!"

Matsue Shigure blinked and gave Enomoto Azusa a spring-like smile.

"Remember to bring medicine and an umbrella, don't get heat stroke again this time!" Enomoto Azusa stuffed everything into his arms and reminded him, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me as soon as possible, don't force it, this time there's no Mr. Amuro to take you to the hospital."

Matsue Shigure: “Yes——”

He likes girls who are tough on the outside but soft on the inside the most! Enomoto Azusa cares about him so much... woo woo.

System: "Wake up, Azusa Enomoto is looking at you as if you were his good-for-nothing son."

Azusa Enomoto also said: "Don't act cute with me here, children have stronger resistance than you."

Songjiang Shigure turned his head subconsciously to look at the interested people and twitched his lips.

The young detectives who have been jumping up and down all day, chasing cars and beating up criminals: "Hehe."

Conan Edogawa couldn't help but laugh: "Matsue-san should exercise more."

Songjiang Shiyu couldn't help but mutter: "This is not something I can recover from by exercising..."

The limitations inherent in the ID card cannot be eliminated, but they will not cause too much consequence.

For example, if a person has heat stroke or fever due to poor physical condition, at most it will be treated as serious, but he will not be sent away directly.

Forget it, let's just enjoy the one-year vacation slowly. The weather is so good today, so I don't think anything will happen.

"Let's go, let's go!"

A group of people went out chattering, and Enomoto Azusa smiled helplessly and continued to wash the dishes. The small monitor in the corner flashed and recorded everything.

Toru Amuro took off his headphones, looked at the message written on the paper, and couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows.

Bird of Paradise...

[“Zero, what do you think about me giving this album to A as a gift?”

"Hiro, it's better to have less contact with people in the organization. They can easily analyze your personality from your gift preferences, not to mention a top hacker like A."

"I know, but it shouldn't be that exaggerated. The clerk said this is the best-selling one. I didn't pick it myself. Building a good relationship with A will save you from quarreling every day when you go on missions..."

"Zero, he accepted it and said he liked it very much. I didn't expect that guy would be able to speak in a nice tone..."]

Zero, zero, zero... The person who called him that is already dead.

And the person who caused Morobushi Kagemitsu to be exposed is also dead.

Toru Amuro sat at the table in silence for a long time and took a deep breath.

He would not let his imagination run wild just because of a few words from Songjiang Xunye. Before all the clues were collected, he would suppress all his thoughts and be a good "coffee shop employee".

"Kazami, send me the information about the Happy Bomber toy factory, now."

He stood up with the car keys.

***

"Woo woo, Songjiang brother, Conan! We are here!"

Inside the toy factory where machines were rumbling, in an elevated transparent elevator, Ayumi Yoshida, Genta Kojima, and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya were pressing their faces against the glass, banging on the door with tears in their eyes.

Conan Edogawa gritted his teeth and calculated the height at which the people were hanging, trying to guess which floor they had to go up from, but after magnifying and scanning with his high-tech glasses, he discovered a block-like object at the top of the elevator.

Could it be a bomb?

"Brother Matsue, please call the police!" Conan Edogawa ran out to rush in, but was grabbed by Matsue Shigure.

After speaking a few words to the person in charge, Songjiang Shiyu turned around and found that the child was gone, and was speechless.

He held the phone to call the police in one hand and said to Conan Edogawa, "It's no use rushing over now, you should wait for the police.

This device was obviously prepared in advance, and I don’t know who it was set for. Ayumi and the others just stumbled in by mistake, so it shouldn’t explode so quickly.”

"They are targeting Aihara, the mother of our client this time! The reason is that the cooperation they were discussing recently did not go through, and the time of action was said to be 3:30 pm!"

This was the first time that Conan Edogawa spoke so quickly, and he pieced together the clues he had just collected into the truth.

"I didn't know how they were going to do it at first, but now I know what they were going to do after seeing this!"

The young detective was anxious: "There's only half an hour left. Even if the police come to defuse the bomb, they may not be able to make it in time!"

Songjiang Shigure exhaled slowly: "Did you find the bomb disposal tools?"

Conan Edogawa pointed to the warehouse next to him and said, "Toy factories usually have tool rooms. I just saw this one."

"Go get it."

Conan Edogawa went there and came back quickly, extremely excited holding the box.

It was the first time he had seen Songjiang Xunya being such a reasonable person. Not only did he believe what he said, but he also seemed to have no doubts about the fact that he could defuse bombs...

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Conan Edogawa's hands were empty and a mobile phone was stuffed into his hand.

The blond young man who had a bright smile just now now had a rather cold expression. He squinted at the bomb on the elevator, and his lips were slightly stern.

"You wait here for the police, and I'll give you the bomb—"

As if he felt that speaking to a child in such a harsh way, he forced a smile and said "good boy".

Conan Edogawa stared in amazement as Matsue Xunye disappeared with the box at an extremely fast speed.

He was holding the phone in his hand in a daze, not at all comforted by the word "good boy".

Song Jiangxun didn't say he could defuse bombs!

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The author has something to say:

Hiro is not dead, it's a foreshadowing, it will bubble up later