The next day, on a sunny day.

The crow flapped his wings, leaving a trail in the light and shadow cut by the blinds.

"The elementary school teacher who has made great contributions, Rumi Wakasa." Kuroda Hiroe looked at the news on his phone and his thumb flashed across.

In the sushi restaurant without a single customer, the chef is not alone. He sits on a stool with a big golden knife and unfolds the latest morning newspaper.

"This guy is really smart." Kaorushino seemed to sigh.

On the other side, the coffee shop.

"good    morning!" Kogoro Mori, wearing a white shirt, pushed open the store door and showed his brightest smile today.

"Good morning, Mr. Maori." Toru Amuro greeted.

"We are not open yet." Azusa Komoto said while wiping the table.

"But I already smelled the fragrance." Kogoro Mouri came to the front of Amuro Toru's cooking pot.

"This is the tomato milk soup for breakfast, with meatballs and cabbage added to it." Amuroto stirred the spoon, and the pot was filled with heat.

"It looks good." Kogoro Mouri's index finger moved, "Okay, give me a try."

At the door, Ran Mori walked in with embarrassment, and Conan had already looked at the figure who had not moved by the window for thousands of years.

"Xiaolan, what do you want to eat?" asked Tomo Amuro.

"I'm the same as my dad, where is Conan?" Mori Ran walked over.

"So, I," Conan said, and then said, "Chen is so happy that I can't come and eat?"

"He must have eaten on the way to come." Toro Amuro said casually: "He rarely eats in the store."

Maori Langton was curious, "Why?"

Amuro shrugged, "You probably have to ask him this."

Over there, Chen Xing looked out the window, his hands were naturally placed in front of his lower abdomen, and his sitting posture was not restrained, but it gave people the feeling of being intimate, as if he should not go over and disturb him at any time.

Ran Maori hesitated for a moment and shouted, "Chen Xing, do you want to come and have something together?"

"You guys eat." Chen Xing refused without looking back.

Conan held his chin, "I don't know what he was thinking about again."

"It's just dazed." Toru Amuro added.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"But why do I feel like he is waiting for someone?" Maori Ran's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Azusa Kasumoto said, "It seems that he has never seen the boss wait for anyone."

"That's it, I'll just say it casually." Ran Maori smiled embarrassedly.

In fact, she had that feeling. She was clearly waiting for someone, but she didn't know if the other party would come, but she was determined that the person would appear in front of her at some point.

Because I believe they will meet one day, I only sit in that place day after day because I am afraid that after leaving, the other party will think there is no waiting person.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan called out.

Ran Maori suddenly came to his senses and took the hair on his forehead, thinking that he was sentimental, because he had watched too many stage plays with Yuanzi!

(At this time, Miss Suzuki, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sneezes.

"Can Chenxing miss me?" She thought so with sleepy eyes, and then pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.)

"Did there be a refrigerator in this place before?" Mori Ran asked, pointing to the sink.

There is an oven-sized refrigerator there.

"Yes, I was here a month ago," Conan said.

Azusa Komoto smiled and said, "Yes, this is for putting cakes."

"It's that cake." Ran Mori pointed to the menu.

"Sister Xiaolan, have you eaten it?" Conan asked.

Ran Maori nodded, "Well, it's very delicious."

Next to him, Kogoro Mori looked at the morning newspaper, and the title "Tokyo Summit is about to be held" occupied the entire page. He curled his lips. As expected, they were all children, and their focus was always on eating and drinking, unlike him who watched national affairs all day long.

"After all, that's a special cake from Amuro." Azusa Komoto picked up the electric kettle.

"Hey, have you started using electric kettles?" Conan had many questions.

"Yes, the water heater in the store is too old, and the water is boiling slowly, so it is always too late to open in the morning." Azusa Komoto said: "Now, just use your phone to remotely control it when leaving the house. The water in the store just boils."

"It was the first one that the boss discovered." Toru Amuro said with great vision.

Sure enough, he must have been very satisfied when he saw Chen Xing's ears move.

Conan shook his head helplessly. These two people are really.

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"What does that mean?" Azusa Tomoto said in confusion.

"Iot home appliances are appliances that can be connected to the Internet, and can also be understood as smart appliances." Amuro Toru said, opening the small refrigerator, "Let me look at the cake."

"Ah!" Azusa Suzumoto shouted, and subconsciously covered her mouth.

"What happened?" Kogoro Mouri put the newspaper on.

Amuro Toru took the cake out of the refrigerator, and the cake in the tray had melted.

He chuckled and said, "You don't have to scream so loudly."

"But why did the cake look like this again?" Azusa Komoto said, "It was still good when I made it last night."

"It's become again?" Conan asked, "Has it been like this before?"

"Yes." Toru Amuro had to remake the cake.

After a while, after the cooking was finished, Kogoro Mouri waved to Shin-ho before he started to enjoy it.

"Chen Xing, let's eat together."

"Yes, boss, it's fun to eat together." Amuro said with a smile.

Chen Xing felt that this kid was a little noisy, so he got up and went over, intending to pick him out of the dishes later.

"What do you want to eat?" Azusa Kazumoto looked happy.

"It's the same as Uncle Maori." Chen Xing is not picky about food.

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and whispered: "This is my own store."

Chen Xing looked at him with doubts.

Anmuro coughed softly, "For example, the dishes are obviously delicious, but they are picky."

"...what are you thinking about?" Chen Xing glanced at him, as if he was very disgusted with the kind of person he said, and as a boss, he was even more unlikely to do such a thing.

Only then did Anmu smile brightly could he feel relieved.

Chenxun complained in his heart.

"It's so delicious!" Maori Kogoro dipped his biscuits into tomato milk soup, and praised it.

He believed in his taste more.

Not only him, Conan and Ran Mouri also praised them.

The cooking you make is undoubtedly the best comfort to the chef. Amuro Toru's expression is nine points satisfied, and the remaining one point is because he has not seen the pleasure of enjoying the food from someone's face.

But he restrained himself and didn't ask.

Azusa Hiromoto asked for him, "Boss, what do you think?"

"It's pretty good." Chen Xing picked up a meatball.

Azusa Komoto carefully distinguished his expression and couldn't help but be confused, so since she gave such an evaluation, can't she even give a little reaction on her face?

When Amuro touched his chin, he suddenly discovered something, that was, Tuya Cexiong seemed to have only two expressions, one was to laugh, the other was not to laugh, that is, to have no expression on his face.
Chapter completed!