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"Your disguise is quite convenient." Amuro Toru said with emotion as he looked at the man in front of him.

The other person only seemed to have thicker features and more restrained temperament, and his dark grey pupils became even deeper, appearing to be even older than himself.

The 29-year-old blond man with a baby face thought seriously that now that the two of them were sitting in a western restaurant, he looked like a junior...

Although this is true in a strict sense, Noel also thinks that he is indeed a senior because he has lived in the organization since he was a child.

Looking at the man in front of me who seems to be pretending to be young, I can't help but think of Xiaoguang at home. I didn't see his face clearly last time when he recovered. Could it be that he also has a baby face like Toru? If not... I suddenly remembered that Morobushi Jingguang used to have a beard. Noel imagined what he looks like now, a bearded... uncle?

“Ahem…”

"What's wrong with you?" The blond man wondered as he suddenly started coughing. He then waved his hand, drank some water and said, "The food in this restaurant is terrible."

"You're becoming picky about food now?" Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows, a little confused. He remembered that Grapa used to accept all kinds of food, so why is he becoming picky about food now?

"No way?" Noel did not deny it. After all, he had been fed by Zhu Fu Jingguang for so many years that his tongue had long been damaged by the habit. This made him feel dissatisfied again. If the man in front of him had not gone back to enjoy Xiaoguang's top cooking skills, he would not have just found a restaurant to eat such bad food.

Noel selectively ignored the identity of the man in front of him, and stared at him with a pair of dark grey eyes behind his disguise, trying to let him know that he was unhappy.

The blond man understood but ignored it, smiling and saying, "Could it be that after these few years in Japan, you have also begun to learn to enjoy life?"

Noel said nothing and continued to eat the food on the table. Even though it didn't taste good, his instinct not to waste food would make him eat all the food on the table. Amuro Toru was not surprised. He looked at the other party eating seriously and turned to look at the road outside the window, but soon realized something was wrong.

I don't know when a few police cars appeared on the road. They were obviously blocking the road. What happened?

The blond man frowned subconsciously. He didn't think that his and Grappa's identities were exposed. This level of blockade seemed more like an interception of something. Could it be that a robber was escaping by car?

Two more police cars came in hastily. Amuro Toru recognized them as belonging to the security department. Then, the man who got out of the car made him hold his breath...

The man with black curly hair was dressed in casual clothes. Although he was wearing a pair of sunglasses to cover his face, he still recognized him at a glance. It was his classmate and good friend, Jinpei Matsuda.

"Dear customers, the store has just received a notice from the Metropolitan Police Department asking everyone not to go out. There is a problem outside. We are sorry to have disturbed your dining experience. Our store will send some fruit plates to our guests as an apology..."

The waiter's voice just happened to sound, and the somewhat noisy crowd in the western restaurant quickly calmed down. I have to say that although the food in this restaurant is not that good, the service awareness is still good. Most of the customers who come to this kind of restaurant to eat also have plenty of time, and the restaurant quickly restored its harmony.

"What's wrong?"

Grappa's voice brought Toru Amuro back to his senses. He subconsciously put on a sly smile and said, "Just curious about what those cops are doing?"

"A bomb case, right?" Noel, who was eating, looked up outside. Matsuda Jinpei's overly conspicuous appearance made him subconsciously ask, but has there been any bomb case recently that requires Matsuda Jinpei's involvement? Is it the butterfly effect or a small case with vague memory that did not hurt anyone?

"How did you know that?" This sentence obviously made the blond man narrow his eyes immediately. Only then did Noel realize that the man in front of him was a contemporary of Matsuda Jinpei. He couldn't help but sigh that he was not paying attention, but it was not a big problem. He said directly:

"Those cars were used by the Japanese bomb disposal team. I've been here for a few years anyway..."

Amuro Toru nodded, but was a little absent-minded. The classmates he hadn't seen for such a long time made his past memories come out through cracks. The memories of his studies in the police academy were like the most beautiful painting, quietly unfolding a little, making him a little dazed.

Everyone seems to be doing well, the blond man couldn't help but think that three people were promoted to superintendent of police at the same time. Even if their abilities were known, it was unexpected that they could be promoted at this speed in a peaceful era. I really don't know how to evaluate these guys.

He found it funny to think of this, and then he had to remember the fact that his childhood friend Hiro, who was originally on the list, was already dead.

His heart seemed to have stopped beating as if it was suddenly grasped, and the blond man's breathing paused, so obviously that Noel couldn't help but glance to the side and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm just wondering when I can leave. After all, it's not a good thing for these policemen to pay attention to our identities." The blond man stared at Grappa, who was dressed in black. He was eating vegetables on the plate. He looked a little distressed but still stuffed the food into his mouth.

By the way, the man in front of me is the one who killed Hiro, and now... I am having a friendly meal with him.

This absurd realization made Toru Amuro lose his appetite instantly. He put down his knife and fork, lowered his head slightly, and let his gray-purple eyes be hidden in the shadow of his hair.

"It's just a bomb case. It has nothing to do with us." Noel ate the last piece of bread and felt a little unhappy when he saw the remaining food in front of the other party. Just when he was about to say something, there was a loud noise outside the window. They both looked out at the same time and saw a bus that suddenly braked and stopped in the middle of the road.

Then, the door opened and the passengers got out quickly. Noel had forgotten what he wanted to say just now and stared blankly at the people getting off the bus:

Apart from a bunch of unfamiliar passers-by, including Dr. Agasa, Ayumi Yoshida, Genta Kojima, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, Dr. Arata, Officer Judy, Shuichi Akai and Detective Conan Edogawa, Haibara Ai in red also came out. But the one that caught Noel's attention the most was the boy in uniform with a serious expression who walked out of the car, Xiaoguang, also known as Morofushi Kagemitsu.

What happened...Shouldn't Xiao Guang be at home? The bus, the bus robbery and explosion? I know that, but...but Xiao Guang shouldn't be there, and the bus shouldn't be parked where it is now, but on a deserted road...Is it the butterfly effect, was it intercepted in advance?

Noel's mind was racing with all kinds of speculations, and he subconsciously looked at the blond man opposite him, only to find that the man's gray-purple eyes were staring at something. From that angle, it was Xiao Guang!

"through!"

Noel quickly interrupted the other party and made up an excuse: "We need to leave as soon as possible. The situation outside is uncertain. There may be police questioning us."

Frankly speaking, this excuse was not appropriate. Even if the police really interrogated them, both of them had completely hidden identities, but Noel could not care less at this moment. He did not want Tou to discover Xiaoguang so quickly. Even though he had already thought of a statement, he still did not want the other party to see him so suddenly. The selfishness hidden in his heart made him come up with this poor excuse.

However, Toru Amuro couldn't care about this at this time. His heart was already filled with huge waves of anxiety. Who was that boy who looked too similar to Hero?

Even if I didn't see it clearly, the obvious upturned cat eyes and the familiar face... Who is that? !

"through!"

Noel shouted again, and at the same time stretched out his arm and patted the other party to force the blond man to think back.

At this time, the alert outside had been lifted. Based on the situation, it can be basically inferred that there was a bomb in the car. Apparently, in just a few minutes, Jinpei Matsuda had already got into the car and dismantled it. He was getting out of the car with a stern face under the admiring eyes of the crowd, looking very cool.

"It's almost done. Let's leave now." The blond man hid his complicated expression, stood up and left. Noel beside him naturally followed him. The two turned around and walked out of the restaurant silently.

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"It's finally solved. Officer Matsuda is worthy of his name." Conan wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and sighed to Haibara beside him. The situation this time was really too dangerous. If Officer Hagiwara and his team had not cooperated in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"Haiyara, how are you now?" The detective asked with concern, remembering the girl's trembling appearance before. However, when he turned his head to look at the girl, he caught a glimpse of a customer who had just walked out of the door of the restaurant opposite.

There were two men, one was wearing simple casual clothes with conspicuous short blond hair, and the other was wearing a black coat, but when he turned around, half of his face was revealed that looked very familiar.

That's... Grappa?!

The detective, with huge waves of shock in his heart, quickly reached out and pressed the hidden button of the glasses. It was a magnification function that was specially added by Dr. Agasa.

Damn, I still can't see clearly...

Conan noticed that the two people were about to leave, and wanted to go over for a moment, but a figure suddenly blocked his way.

"Conan, what are you in such a hurry to do?" Hagiwara Kenji, smiling, blocked the detective's line of sight, bent down and asked, "You will be taking notes later."

"No, Officer Hagiwara, I..." Conan didn't know how to explain for a moment. The organization's affairs were not known to ordinary police officers. He could only use his physical advantage to slip through the gap and pass through the police officers' blockade, but he found that the two men had disappeared.

"What's wrong, Conan?" The police officer with half-long hair tilted his head and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

The police officer looked in the direction of the boy towards the deserted street and said with a puzzled look on his face: "There seems to be no one there."