Toru Amuro lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the swirl of hair on her head, and pursed his lips.
The next second, the fingers followed the movement of pulling away from under the plate and gently poked Hoshino Aoi's hand on the table. The touch of skin was like a dragonfly touching the water. No one noticed it except Hoshino Aoi.
Hoshino Aoi was also stunned. She didn't expect that he would comfort her after noticing her reluctance, and she didn't expect that he would use this method to make her happy.
But his head was stunned, but his hands were not.
So almost subconsciously, when Toru Amuro poked her lightly and was about to leave, Aoi Hoshino turned her right hand and pinched the tip of his little finger.
Unlike the previous light pokes that they could not feel at all without careful feeling, this time, both of them firmly felt the warmth coming from each other's fingers.
For a moment, they all froze in place, not daring to move. Finally, Amuro Toru came to his senses first. Seeing that Hoshino Aoi was pinching his fingers, not daring to use force or let go, he lowered his head, and his eyes hidden under his bangs suddenly curved into a crescent shape. His originally stiff fingers also relaxed, and even when he pulled them back completely, he turned around and gently pinched Hoshino Aoi's fingertips.
'Okay, don't be upset, I'll be back soon.'
Although he didn't say a word, the meaning behind his actions was very clear.
At least for Hoshino Aoi, it's obvious.
This also made her tighten her grip, and she grasped Amuro Toru's fingers in her palm again, but she let him go completely the next second.
Seeing this, the smile in Amuro Toru's eyes deepened a little, and his already gentle eyes now revealed a deep tenderness.
"Okay, Miss Solana's meal is ready. I'll be leaving now. Miss Azusa will have to trouble you from now on."
"Ah, Mr. Amuro, are you leaving now?"
Azusa Enomoto, who had been packing up the ingredients she had bought this morning, hadn't noticed the interaction between the two until she heard Toru Amuro's words. Then she looked up and said with a smile:
"It's not that hard, but I still hope Mr. Amuro can come back soon."
Amuro Toru didn't reply.
He looked at Azusa Enomoto with a frown, folded the apron he had taken off, and put it in the cabinet.
Neither Toru Amuro nor Aoi Hoshino spoke again. Even when Toru Amuro walked out of the cafe and passed by Aoi Hoshino, the two did not even look at each other, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream, and when they woke up, there was no trace left.
As to whether there really were no traces left behind or it was all just a disguise, only they themselves knew.
Ding-ling-ling—
The breeze blew gently over the wind chimes, bringing a crisp sound.
And in this music, Toru Amuro turned around and walked into a dark alley.
The crisp sound of the wind chimes gradually faded away. At the same time, the sound of "da da da" footsteps attracted someone's attention.
"Mr. Furuya."
Yuya Kazami also just arrived.
He is a slow driver and Tokyo's traffic is notoriously bad, so even if Toru Amuro stayed in the Poirot Café for a little longer, it didn't delay anything. Instead, it made Yuya Kazami sigh in his heart at his leader's foresight, thinking that he could actually calculate how long he would be stuck in traffic, and he really deserved to be called Mr. Fūya.
Toru Amuro noticed his sigh, but didn't say anything.
After all, the reason why he was not in a hurry just now was that he calculated that he would definitely get stuck in traffic and it would be impossible for him to arrive so early.
Of course, he is not a surveillance camera spirit, and he cannot calculate when Yuya Kazami will arrive, so the fact that the timing is so perfect is indeed a coincidence.
But there was no need to explain this kind of thing in such detail, so Toru Amuro just nodded at him, and then took the information about Kogoro Mouri and Conan Edogawa from his hand.
"so much?"
As soon as he got the thick stack of information, he frowned.
Toru Amuro thought that they might have a lot of cases to handle, but he didn't expect there would be so many.
When he heard his surprised voice, Feng Jianyu didn't know why, but he felt a little more satisfied in his heart.
It seems that he is not the only one who feels shocked. Even Mr. Fūya couldn't escape it. So it's normal for him to be so surprised that his glasses fell off, right?
Feng Jianyuya silently found an excuse for himself in his heart. On the surface, he did not show any emotion. Instead, he said seriously with a serious face:
"Yes, and I also discovered that although Mr. Maori resigned from the Metropolitan Police Department a long time ago and became a private detective, he only started encountering cases more frequently recently."
Yuya Kazami even suspected that he had offended someone, otherwise how could he be so unlucky that people died wherever he went?
"I've heard of Mr. Maori's name before."
He paused and saw that although Toru Amuro was flipping through the information page by page, his ears were obviously perked up, waiting for his words. Only then did Yuya Kazami feel relieved and mentioned the title that had been spread in secret.
"Many people suspect that Mr. Maori's luck this year is a bit bad, which is why he keeps encountering cases. Even in the Investigation Division, someone complained that Mr. Maori could apply for perfect attendance."
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