"You mean, confess?"

Early in the morning, in the coffee shop, Amuro's movement of stirring coffee was paused.

The sun is sunny and the clean table is bright.

Chen Xing nodded.

Amuro's eyes flashed slightly. He had just heard of the Kamaita incident at the Nagano Hotel. It was just about the "confession", and he was a little confused for a moment.

--About whether Conan told his identity and how much he knew now.

This person who seems to do nothing all day and doesn't care about anything is actually the most important thing to be underestimated because he looks very simple, so simple that he is pure.

"Did you hide something from someone?" Toru Amuro held his chin and teased.

"Everyone can hide it." Chen Xing lowered his eyes and gently shook the teacup, and a little bit of black tea came out from the edge of the cup.

"Be careful." Amuroto pulled a tissue for him.

When he saw the person opposite him seemed to be distracted, he hesitated for a moment, said, "Don't disturb me anymore," and then went to the bar to get busy.

Chen Xing looked at the tissue placed on the table, moved his fingers and slowly took them over, unconsciously entangled between his fingers, allowing it to break little by little.

After a while, he heard Azusa Sakamoto shouting "Mr. Maori", and when he raised his eyes, he saw the Maori family walking in.

A primary school student looked well-behaved and looked around. When he saw Amuro at the bar, his expression became more relaxed.

"Let's have breakfast," said Mori Ran with a smile.

Then go to Chenxing.

This is already a habit. They always sit on Chenxing when they come to the store.

Seeing this, Azusa Hiromoto was a little hesitant. After all, she saw her boss being lost, and perhaps many people would disturb him in the past.

"What's wrong?" Conan looked at her gaze curiously.

"Nothing." Amuro interrupted, "What should I eat if I get breakfast?"

"The simple set meal is ready." Kogoro Mouri yawned.

At the coffee table, Ran Maori smiled gently, "Are you reading a cooking magazine again?"

Chen Xing said 'yes', "Do you want to see it? There are other types here."

Ran Maori turned over with interest, and then his face collapsed. She should have thought of it as such boring as she would have thought of it.

Kogoro Mouri spread out the newspaper he brought with him with silence, raising his chin proudly, as if talking about his foresight.

Conan smiled and looked at the detective who was interested in reading the newspaper. To be precise, it was his own horse racing newspaper.

After a while, Azusa Tomoto brought the breakfast set meal and juice.

"Please eat while it's hot."

"Thanks."

"But Chenxuan doesn't eat it?" asked Ran Maori.

"I've eaten it." Chen Xing said.

Conan casually said, "Is it a barrel again?"

Ran Maori thought to himself, no, and then he heard Chen Xing make a positive nasal sound.

"You can't do this. Although you live alone, life is not like this." Kogoro Mouri said in the tone of an experienced person: "How can young people eat carelessly? If they continue like this, their bodies will not be able to bear it."

Ran Maori nodded seriously, "Dad is right."

"I will pay attention." Chen Xing smiled.

But this is something that even Conan can see without any worries.

"Are these made by Amuro?" Mori Ran praised: "It's really delicious. You can leave the three meals of Amuro to be responsible for."

"Don't bother others casually." Kogoro Mouri said: "He is my eldest disciple, and I don't even enjoy this kind of treatment."

Conan pinched his eyebrows and felt that the uncle had a thick skin.

"If the boss needs it, I'm happy to serve." Toru Amuro happened to come over and put the dessert on the table.

Chen Xing glanced at him, "If you need it?"

Amuro shrugged.

Following the trend, he looked at Conan and asked for verification with his eyes, such as whether he had told this guy about his identity.

But unfortunately, there was no cooperation between the two of them. Conan was full of question marks about this guy's inexplicable look.

Toru Amuro had to give up dejectedly.

...

"Hey, you've been paying attention to the guests at that table, right?"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly spoke.

Someone was watching the primary school student at a table not far away calmly.

"Really?" Ran Maori blinked.

"Yes." Conan nodded.

Maori Ran was immediately surprised, "Dad, you can still notice it while watching the news of the horse racing?"

"Why do I say I am also a famous detective?" Kogoro Mouri said for granted.

Chen Xing glanced at the person Conan was just looking at. It was a middle-aged man wearing a military green baseball cap, wearing a gray jacket, looking a little cautious.

"That uncle probably doesn't look like an office worker from the outside, right?" Conan said.

"But he appeared in a coffee shop during the time before ordinary people went to work." Kogoro Mouri said, "That's why you care? But there are also such guests. You see, aren't we the same?"

Conan pondered: "That person ordered not the breakfast set meal that most guests would order during this period, but specially ordered sandwiches to eat, and he didn't even look at the menu."

"So he is a regular visitor," said Ran Mori.

Conan shook his head, "But he didn't take the initiative to talk to Brother Amuro or Sister Xiao Zi, and he has been staring at the bar since the beginning."

"This is very simple." Kogoro Mouri smiled indifferently, "It is probably a guest coming to Xiao Azusa."

"So that's it, I'm worthy of being a famous detective!" Maori Ran admired.

"This little thing is easy, not right, it's heavy." Kogoro Mouri praised his wisdom today.

Of course Conan didn't think so, because he was very sure that the man had been watching from the beginning not Azusa Hiromoto, but Tomo Amuro.

"Okay Conan, I'm going to go to school after finishing my meals soon," said Ran Mori.

"Oh." Conan answered.

When he was about to leave, he approached Chen Xing, expressed his suspicion, and asked him to pay attention to the man in the baseball cap.

"Listen to the class carefully." Chen Xing nodded and agreed.

"You are always absent-minded." Conan said 'smacking'.

Looking at the elementary school student leaving, Chen Xing's eyes fell on the man with the baseball cap. The ordinary other party did not attract his attention for too long.

...

The man in the baseball cap was also very able to sit and sat until the evening before leaving.

Then I was seen by the Youth Detective Group who passed by after school. Through Conan's "abnormal performance", I naturally provided new fun to my friends.

The three little ones immediately followed him.

"Haihara, don't you go in?" Conan asked in front of the coffee shop.

Haibara Ai looked at the window, and the familiar figure was always there.

She hesitated for a moment and pushed the door open.

Conan walked straight to the bar, intending to inquire about the man in the baseball cap from Tomo Amuro.

And Ai Haibara walked slowly to the coffee table.

"Are you drinking tea?" she said as if nothing happened.

Chen Xing smiled, "Just hot water."
Chapter completed!