"Nothing, it's just a little accident." Chen Xing smiled.

Tomo Amuro also realized that what he should care about most is the boss's body.

He immediately said, "Are you injured? Have you gone to the hospital? How are you feeling now?"

Chen Xing couldn't be moved by his "caring" so much.

"Then you go and buy me some nutritional supplements to supplement it." He said: "Also, I want to be quiet for a while."

Amuro choked, can this nutritional supplement be reimbursed?

Chen Xing hummed angrily and ignored this person.

The leisurely day passed in the blink of an eye, and in the evening, almost everyone in the store had left.

"Boss, do you want to spend some time with you?" Amuro threw away Mazda's car keys and had a slightly smile.

--After all, Chen Xing's car was towed to repair.

"No." Chen Xing was gentle.

Tori Amuro raised his eyebrows, "You don't have to be polite to me, even if it's not going well, it's okay."

Chen Xing looked at him suspiciously, "Didn't the salary in the store just increase?"

"Who do you think of me?" Amuro Toru was unhappy as if he was insulted. "Does the conscientious employees have to send a good boss with a conscience home to their homes? What about the trust between people?"

Chen Xing waved his hand and stopped this guy's long-winded words, "I appreciate it, but I don't need it."

"Can I watch you squeeze in the bus or subway?" Amuro Toru said with a stern voice: "Or walk?"

Then, he saw the person in front of him take out a string of car keys from his pocket and pressed it. A brand new black off-road vehicle outside the store flashed its headlights.

"..." Amuro blinked.

"It's really not necessary." Chen Xing said casually.

Amuro smiled awkwardly, yes, he just thought the other party was a younger person, and forgot that the other party could be more ruthless.

"The boss is careful on the way, see you tomorrow." He said goodbye.

Chen Xing held back his laughter and waved his hand.

at night.

In the cool-toned decoration, only a little light was turned on, and the curtains were gently shaken by the wind. People stood by the window, looking at the outside scene where the lights were flashing.

Still so deserted.

If this call hadn't been called in, perhaps tonight would still be like when I was alone in the past, meditating until dawn.

"Are you okay?" The woman's voice was cold and she couldn't hear much care, but she could call, and her heart was enough to show her feelings.

"It's okay." Chen Xing held the phone's fingers and rubbed them gently unconsciously. This was the softness in his heart, and it was unconsciously revealed when he heard her voice.

"I can find out who it is."

In a faraway place, it is also a cold night, with the moonlight and the stars sparsely reflected the graceful figure on the floor-to-ceiling windows, graceful and lazy.

"No need." Chen Xing said.

"You know who it is." Belmode was inexplicably sure.

Chen Xing said 'yes' and changed the topic, "Are you okay now?"

"It's not good if you can't see you." Belmode chuckled.

Chen Xing was choking and suddenly realized that Amuro Toru was blocked by his words. It was not that he had no words to refute, but that everything he said seemed out of place.

The difference is that Amuro is more depressed, but he feels happy, as if no one cares about loneliness is filled with, just because of a word or a voice.

But that person must be.

"When will we see each other again?" Chen Xing blurted out.

Belmode was stunned.

Seeing that she did not respond, Chen Xing couldn't help but feel upset. He just thought so in his heart, and then he said it out loud, Meng Lang was abrupt again.

"It'll be there later." Just as he was thinking about how to explain, he heard her say, "Actually, I really want to see you, too."

"Yes." Chen Xing said with a smile.

"It's good to hear you're fine." Belmode breathed a sigh of relief.

I was also very happy to hear your news. Chen Xing thought, looking out the window, the lights were decorated like stars, and on this night, it seemed that I had shared the night with her.

After a while, Belmode asked, "Why don't you speak?"

There are only the sounds of each other's breathing on the phone, which are subtle but real, as if the thoughts you care about are connected at once.

"You didn't say anything," Chen Xing said.

"You really haven't made any progress at all." Belmod was rarely embarrassed.

"What?" Chen Xing was puzzled.

"Let's talk about it next time." Belmode breathed out, and then said, "Go to rest early."

After the phone call, I had no dreams all night, and Chen Xing had a good sleep.

...

The next day, Chen Xing received the news that Hen Moriyama was killed by snipers.

The police never expected that he had returned to Japan long ago, and Shiraki Matsuhiro found his residence by looking through the old reports, and then made an appointment with Conan to go with him.

But I didn't expect to witness the scene of Moriyama being shot dead.

The snipers that have repeatedly investigated and collected relevant information and thus formulated a meticulous plan are the style of the sniper in the Navy Seals. The police and FBI have basically determined that the murderer is Hunter.

In addition, dice were also found at the scene, but this time the point was 3. The police inferred that this was the countdown, which means that there were four people in Hunter's revenge target in Japan.

Apart from the murdered Hiroaki Fujihara and Hitomi Moriyama, the police believe that the other two are Jack Waltz and Bill Murphy, and they are currently staying in a hotel protected by the police.

However, when everyone thought things were beginning to develop in a good direction, the police took a step closer to Hunter and obtained more time to investigate. In the early morning of the next day, Hunter died and was killed in his residence.

Through the diary clues left by Hunter, as well as the bullets and dice left at the scene, the police believe that the murderer who had previously sniped Hitomi Moriyama and Hiroaki Fujihara was not Hunter, but someone else, that is, the three cases were done by the same person.

"Early this morning, the third sniper incident occurred in the abandoned building of Ichimabashimachi, Suzuda District, Tokyo. The 37-year-old American, Timothy Hunter.

He is a former U.S. Navy Special Forces Navy SEALs sniper and has been listed as a suspect in a series of sniper incidents, and the police have been searching for his whereabouts.

Although the police have not published a detailed case report to the public, it is not ruled out that the first two snipers were also the same prisoner.”

Reports about this matter can be seen everywhere in TV news, and many experts talk about it in interviews.

"I'm afraid the sniper case will not end there, and I don't know who will be the next target."

"So is this random killing?" The host dared to say anything for the sake of the ratings.

"I didn't say that." Although the experts were clamoring, they were often afraid of the host who was in a daze. He hurriedly said, "But if the prisoner was not arrested as soon as possible..."

Having said that, it’s different to the audience’s ears.

"Did you hear it? It's a random killing. It's so terrifying!"

"There are helicopters constantly circling near Sumida River, so what's going to happen here next time?"

"No, I heard that I will choose Shibuya for the next time!"

"Really or not?"

"I have someone above, what do you think?"

"Since it's a sniper, then you won't be afraid to walk in the sewer~"

"By the way, I heard Harajuku is also very dangerous."

"By the way, I heard that I could see the bell tower in the previous two sniper locations, and I understand it."

"You can see the bell     tree tower anywhere."

"So the key this time is bell    tree tower?"

"No matter how far you are, as long as you can see the bell       the tree tower will be in danger."

"Hold an umbrella, you won't be able to see from top to bottom."

In the coffee shop, looking through the comments online, Amuro's fists were so hard that his breathable.

Can't these people think and think?
Chapter completed!