Chapter 13 There is one more prisoner
Chapter 13 There is another prisoner
Qinghai Chuantang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to admit it so openly.
She coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late. You should go home and rest early."
"how about you?"
"Me? Of course I'm going home."
Amuro Toru was silent for a moment.
He suggested: "Why don't you come to my house. You are injured now and it is a little inconvenient for you to move."
"Isn't this a bit bad?" Qinghai Chuantang hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Then let's set off now."
You don't look like you're feeling "not so good" at all.
"MAISON MOKUBA. Didn't this place burn down before?"
Qing Haichuantang whispered to himself. It seems that the apartment where Okiya Subaru lived before was also called this name. But after the apartment was burned down, he moved to Kudo Shinichi's house and saved a lot of rent.
However, judging from the appearance, although the name is the same, it does not seem to be the same apartment.
"Hmm? What are you talking about?"
Toru Amuro didn't hear clearly, but he felt a little confused because the other party's expression looked a little strange.
Qinghai Chuantang shook his head and fooled the other party, saying that everything he had just heard was just hallucination.
Amuro Toru did not ask further questions, but said: "Because it might be inconvenient to go upstairs."
As he said that, he picked the other person up. Qinghai Chuantang didn't react for a moment and instinctively hooked his hands around the other person's neck, afraid of falling.
He laughed and said, "You seem to be a lot heavier than before."
The word "heavy" at least sounds much better than "fat". But Qinghai Chuantang doesn't look like he weighs 200 pounds. His figure is just right. He has a physique that can eat a lot without gaining weight, so he has always been in the middle of neither fat nor thin.
"Can it be the same then and now?"
The first time he carried himself on his back was twenty years ago.
"Yeah, we're all grown up now."
You seem to be the same as before, but I have something more important to protect.
Zero. I like Zero the most.
He remembered what the other person had said, but could only say silently in his heart: I'm sorry.
They both understood each other and didn't speak.
When they reached the flat ground, Amuro Toru gently put her down. Then he took out the key from his pocket and turned the door lock while asking, "Actually, I'm a little curious, what is the note you gave me? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't answer."
He was just curious.
"Partner."
She answered the other person's question without hesitation.
He couldn't help but pause when he got such an answer.
"Face it together and solve it together. I think I should be able to go with you."
I can even stand shoulder to shoulder with you and trust each other's backs.
"Tang."
"Thank you."
It turned out that there was only one bed in the room, so Amuro Toru gave the bed to her and slept on the sofa.
The single bed is designed to accommodate only one person.
Qinghai Chuantang actually felt a little guilty. Working four jobs, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his sleep was finally disrupted by himself.
"Good night."
Finally, Qinghai Chuantang said softly.
good night.
Toru Amuro didn't say anything, but responded to the other party in his heart.
When Qinghai Chuantang woke up early in the morning, he smelled the aroma of food.
On the washstand, there were disposable items, which looked like they were always available at home, and as if they had been prepared long ago.
Qinghai Chuantang was brushing his teeth while observing his surroundings.
Although he had cleaned it carefully, there were still traces left, indicating that he had not lived here alone before, and there were other people who often came here.
Perhaps, it looks very intimate.
After washing up, Qinghai Chuantang put on a full of energy look and said "good morning" to the other party with a smile.
It was just a breakfast, but it had a refined feel, not at all perfunctory. Compared to when she was at home, she just had a bowl of noodles to get by, she felt that Amuro Toru seemed more suitable for the term "wife". No, it should be more accurate to say "husband".
"Sorry. I have to work at the coffee shop today, so I can't take you home."
There was an apologetic expression on his face, as if he had done something wrong.
"It's good to keep your distance in the sun."
Relatives, friends, family members. As long as you care about them, they may become your weaknesses. Pretending not to know them may be a form of protection.
Whether it is to yourself or to others.
"Right."
Amuro Toru nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.
Just as Qing Hai Chuan Tang was about to pick up the sandwich and put it into his mouth, there was a knock on the door, and a man's cautious voice whispered, "Mr. Jiang Gu."
It's a bit unfortunate.
Qinghai Chuantang ran to the window with the sandwich in his mouth, then jumped down from the second floor.
"Hey--"
Amuro Toru yelled in a low voice and hurried to the window to check. He saw that the other person was standing on the ground, looking like nothing had happened. He even smiled and waved at him, indicating that he was leaving.
Like a thief.
He laughed and turned to open the door.
Because there are more important things waiting for him.
After Qinghai Chuantang quietly left, he found the building that had caught fire before. A cordon had been set up here, and some onlookers were watching and talking about something.
“Judge of Fire” Hisasaku Nojima has been arrested, so why did the fire still occur?
Is it an accident or man-made?
Considering the cigarette butts found in the SMW store No. 5, we can infer that besides Nojima Hisasaku, there was another person who set the fire. And the accident last night was caused by that person.
The cigarettes from store No. 6 had been smoked, and DNA could be detected from them, while the cigarette butts from store No. 5 were simply lit.
This means the prisoner doesn't smoke.
"Quicklime, weather forecast, and a box to cover it. The criminal is obviously imitating Nojima Hisasaku's method of committing crimes. But who could the criminal be? No one saw any strange figures nearby."
Qinghai Chuantang walked over in the direction of the sound and saw Conan squatting on the ground, looking at a pile of burnt things, lost in thought.
It happened to rain yesterday, and the quicklime reacted with water, causing the flames to slowly spread upwards, eventually turning the room into a sea of fire.
Coincidentally, when she dialed 119, she learned that someone had already called the fire truck before her.
If we can find that person, maybe we can get some clues from him.
“Although it is still unclear who the imitator is, I may know some clues.”
"Ah?"
Conan turned around in surprise and looked at the other person.
Looking down, he saw the bandage wrapped around the other person's foot. Thinking of what he had heard before, someone saved a child last night and got injured, he immediately understood something.
"Big sister, did you see who the criminal was at that time? Or in other words, did you remember any characteristics of the other party?"
Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.
"At that time, I only saw the fire and heard the child crying, but I didn't see anyone else. But when I called 119, I learned that someone had contacted the fire truck. If we can find that person, maybe we can get some clues. But."
Changing the subject, Qing Hai Chuantang looked at him with eyes that seemed to be probing something: "You are just a child, you'd better not get involved in this matter, it's very dangerous. Besides, with the criminal police here, I believe we can catch the other criminal soon."
"But!"
Conan became anxious.
Qing Hai Chuan Tang approached him and whispered in his ear: "Unless, you are not a child anymore. Right, Kudo Shinichi?"
Conan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a feeling of fear and terror instantly spread throughout his body.
My feet felt like they were filled with lead and I couldn't move at all. My whole body seemed to be fixed there.
"But now, I should still call you Edogawa Conan."
Conan looked at her, looking straight into her eyes, and his tone suddenly became serious. He asked, not as "Edogawa Conan" but as "Kudo Shinichi", "Who are you?"
Perhaps because he raised his voice too loudly, some passers-by were attracted by the sound and became the target of everyone's attention.
Conan realized that he was too excited.
After calming down, he also realized that the other party was not a member of the Black Organization. If she was, she would not appear here openly and brazenly. If she was, she should have killed him immediately after learning that Kudo Shinichi was still alive.
Moreover, if they were members of the Black Organization, how could they risk their own lives to save a child they didn't even know?
But Conan is not trustworthy enough to Qinghai Chuantang. Moreover, the other party's identity and purpose are still to be investigated.
"Let's go talk somewhere else. After all, I'm not used to being stared at."
Qinghai Chuantang smiled and turned to leave, heading towards SMW store No. 4.
Conan hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow.
To be honest, the fate of SMW cake shop was quite tragic. Stores 6, 5 and 4 were all attacked one after another.
Qinghai Chuantang thought that Akagawa Aoi was just the manager of Store No. 6, but he didn't expect that SMW Cake Shop actually belonged to him.
A well-known pastry chef in the industry, it sounds like something out of a romance novel. But generally this kind of character is a typical male supporting role, commonly known as "the second male who can never get the female lead", which is really a bit tragic.
"Welcome. What would you like to order? Tiramisu?"
Akagawa Aoi showed a just right smile, not too enthusiastic, nor too professional. Her tone was gentle, just like visiting a long-time friend's home and asking you "what do you want to drink?"
"Yogurt mousse, I want to change the taste occasionally. Conan, what do you need?"
Qinghai Chuantang looked down at him.
"I, I don't need it."
He was somewhat surprised to see the other party asking for his opinion.
"Then two servings of yogurt mousse, thank you." After saying that, Qinghai Chuantang looked at Conan again and said, "I said before that I would treat you kids to food next time we meet, and I didn't break my promise. I've already treated you, and the rest of the kids will have to wait until next time we meet."
Qinghai Chuantang deliberately chose a seat in the corner, which was relatively secluded and he didn't have to worry about being disturbed by others.
She smiled and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."
After saying that, she took out a pocket watch from her bag and handed it to Conan.
She prepared it carefully.
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(End of this chapter)