Sashimi.
Upon hearing these three words, Fujiwara Yu felt physically uncomfortable. Not only was this the fish he hated the most, it was also the raw food he hated the most. The combination of the two was a double buff and a double disgust.
His face darkened, and he rejected it bluntly:
"Good sashimi restaurants usually require reservations. Let's try another one."
Akai Shuichi didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. He was always good at offending people unintentionally. He looked at the scenery outside the window and thought for a while, then his attitude changed from raw fish to cooked fish:
"Then let's go eat salt koji steamed fish? I remember that Jinji fish salt koji steamed fish was delicious. When I was still in the organization, I ate it once with the funds of the action team. It was really delicious. It was at the Lookout Restaurant."
The organization's funding has strangely increased, but why is it fish again?
Fujiwara Yuu's expression gradually turned ugly. He warned himself not to be unhappy about such trivial matters, but his voice was clearly unhappy, and he even tried to find a way not to expose his "weakness":
"Lookout Restaurant also requires reservations. If you've eaten there before, you wouldn't forget that they require reservations, right?"
"What about the eel rice?"
"Why can't you pick one that isn't a fish?"
Fujiwara Yu rolled his eyes speechlessly. He really suspected that Akai Shuichi had a fish-shaped brain. Why did he have to eat fish? Would he die if he didn't eat fish today? It's not like fish is the only delicious food in Japan!
Shuichi Akai tilted his head. He could sense Claire's displeasure, but he couldn't understand why his recommendation of a place to eat could upset him. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: The guys at the CIA are really weird.
Judy, who was sitting nearby, reacted quickly. She guessed that Claire must dislike fish dishes. With her high emotional intelligence, she immediately took the initiative to speak before her boyfriend and said with a smile:
"Mr. Claire, I think you should take us to a restaurant. You've been in Japan longer than us, so you should know better which places are good and which aren't."
"Oh, then let's go to Polo Cafe."
Fujiwara Yuu drove two FBI investigators to Beika-cho 5-chome. He chose this place for two reasons. The first was that he wanted to see his girlfriend after work. The second was that this place was downstairs of the Mori Detective Agency, which would make it convenient for him to find Kudo Shinichi later.
Shuichi Akai got out of the car and stared at the facade of Polo Coffee for a long time. Could it be that this ordinary-looking coffee shop could make more authentic Japanese food than sashimi, king prawn steamed with salt koji, and eel rice?
He expressed his doubts but kept them to himself.
"Welcome, eh?" Enomoto Azusa bowed and stood up, only then realizing that the visitor was actually the owner, Sosuke Takagi. She noticed the two men and women behind her who didn't look like they were Japanese, and smiled and asked, "Mr. Takagi, are you here with a friend?"
Unable to reveal the true identities of the two people behind him, Fujiwara Yu had to force a kind smile and said very reluctant words in his heart. Even Akai Shuichi behind him secretly showed a speechless expression after hearing it.
"Well, they're my friends."
Bullshit.
Akemi Miyano, wearing an apron with the Polo Cafe logo, looked up towards the door. A smile naturally appeared in her eyes when she saw Fujiwara Yuu, but when she looked back and saw the man in the woolen hat, doubt flashed across her face.
Strange, why do I feel like I have seen this person somewhere before?
Shuichi Akai sensitively noticed the gaze lingering on him, and when he turned his head, he found that it was a female clerk wearing glasses and dyed red hair. Oh, or should I say, it was the girl named Miyasaka Asami.
The FBI's intelligence gathering capabilities were not bad. Claire had no intention of hiding her relationship, so they would have known even if they didn't want to know. However, what made Akai Shuichi curious was - did this girl know what her boyfriend's identity was?
Of course, this gossipy thought only flashed through his mind, and he had no interest in spending time and energy on it. The most important thing at this stage was to find the missing Kudo Shinichi and Miyano Shiho, which was the purpose of the FBI coming to Japan.
Fujiwara Yuu walked up to Miyano Akemi with a natural look, deliberately took out his phone and turned it around, and then spoke after he had hinted:
"Asami, could you please make some Japanese food?"
"Okay, do they have any dietary restrictions?"
"No." Fujiwara Yu answered very decisively, and even if he had some dietary restrictions, he would hold them back.
Miyano Akemi covered her mouth and laughed. While going to the bathroom to wash her hands, she took out her mobile phone to check the Line messages.
[I don’t want to work overtime today]: These two people are FBI, be careful of being exposed.
[Miyasaka Asami]: I know.
Fujiwara Yuu came to sit near the corner. He sat calmly in front of the FBI couple and said:
"Did you find a place to stay in Tokyo this time?"
"What, are you planning to invite us to live in your house?" Akai Shuichi asked with interest.
"...No, it's just a formality." Fujiwara Yuuren took a sip of the lemonade in front of him. He found that Akai Shuichi's personality was completely unpredictable. He had a cool face, but sometimes what he said made people not know how to respond.
He tried to recall the time they first met. It seemed a little different from now. Could it be that after leaving the organization, this guy had started to let himself go? That would be a waste of this quiet, cool guy face.
Shuichi Akai, who was sitting opposite him, was also thinking about the same question, that is, why did Claire, who looked handsome and delicate, always have to retort to him every time he spoke to him.
He thought of the photo provided to him by the FBI spy hiding in Tokyo. He always had a smile on his face when facing other people, especially children... Hiss, why did he become a guy who deserves a beating when it came to him?
The two people who were chatting till death had no idea about the innocent Judy's feelings at all. She fell into a strange silence. She had no choice but to keep drinking the not-so-little glass of lemonade in front of her. After finishing it, she had no choice but to stare at the empty glass in a daze.
"Hey~ Miss Miyasaka, why do I feel like the atmosphere over there is weird? Are they really friends? They look more like enemies!" Azusa Enomoto was so frightened by the strange atmosphere over there that she didn't dare to pour water. She leaned in front of Miyasaka Asami and asked in a low voice.
Akemi Miyano lowered her head and carefully processed the ingredients in her hands. She had previously felt that the man in the black knitted hat looked familiar. After carefully searching her memory, she was sure that he was her cousin whom she had met when she was young.
He was Aunt Mary's eldest son. I can't remember his last name, but I vaguely remember that there was a "一" in his name.
Miyano Akemi naturally couldn't reveal her identity. After all, the fewer people knew about her existence, the safer she would be. She smiled and made up an excuse:
"Can you understand being a bad friend?"
"Ah, so it's a bad friend, no wonder!"
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