At the beginning of a new day, the Mori family invited Toru Amuro to a delicious restaurant. They wanted to invite Kanenori Wakita as well, but unfortunately he was too busy.

Walking to the entrance of the restaurant, after a few days, it seemed a little more lively here - at least there was one more table of guests eating.

The owner of the restaurant was still working at the front desk. When he saw them coming, his smile became more sincere.

"Excuse me, what would you like to eat? Here is the menu." The owner pointed to the wooden board behind him, which recorded not only special dishes but also various snacks, which was very rich.

Several people ordered sashimi, sushi, tempura and some fried food. After a while, some dishes came up. It was Miura Keimitsu who served the dishes.

A person's eyes are the most difficult thing to disguise. The second when Miura Keimitsu looked at Toru Amuro, he felt that time seemed to slow down a lot.

His heartbeat was getting faster. He seemed to have seen those purple-gray eyes many times before. He was very familiar with them, so familiar that he was about to burst into tears. But he couldn't remember anything yet, so he suppressed his emotions and put the dishes in order.

Amuro Toru was also stunned. Not to mention the other person's figure, the eyes were too similar. Even with different faces, he still felt similar.

He was the one who personally confirmed Hiro's death. What was he thinking now? Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, he whispered thank you.

"I say, why do you two have such expressions? You look like you know each other but you don't know each other, and you both smile so reluctantly." Maori Kogoro looked left and right, then pounded his right hand on the palm of his left hand: "Soga! I see, could it be that you were classmates in the same school before, but now you have forgotten each other?"

"Sorry, I'm not sure, because of some accidents I forgot a lot of things, but I think this gentleman is quite familiar, maybe we really knew each other before." Miura Kagemitsu smiled gently, and then introduced to Amuro Toru, "Hello, my name is Miura Kagemitsu."

"Hello... My name is Amuro Toru, nice to meet you." Amuro Toru was confused, he couldn't tell how he felt now, maybe he was angry if someone deliberately pretended to test him, or maybe he was expecting something impossible.

Conan's eyes stayed on the two of them for a while, showing a thoughtful expression.

"I'm also very happy to meet you, I'll go to prepare the dishes first, see you later." Miura Kagemitsu curved his eyes, then turned and left.

"Well, I'm going to start eating!" Maori Kogoro had been craving for a long time. This sushi looked delicious. After he said this, a piece of sushi went into his mouth. "It's really good, better than the sushi restaurant where Wakita Kensuke stayed."

Amuro Toru also picked up a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth. The next moment, he was stunned.

In the back kitchen, Miura Keimitsu looked at his hands in a daze. He must know Amuro. If he had memories of the past, he might give the other party a tight hug...

But the most important thing at the moment is to cook first.

"Fortunately, I won the coupon for this store at the beginning, otherwise I would have missed it." Maori Ran ate very satisfied. She felt that the taste of this store was different from that of ordinary stores. It was that little difference that created this unique taste.

"It's really delicious, thanks to Sister Xiaolan!" Conan took over the conversation, and then suddenly whispered to Amuro Toru next to him: "Mr. Amuro, is that person from the organization?"

He obviously misunderstood the reason why Mr. Amuro suddenly became nervous just now.

"He's not." Amuro Toru closed his eyes and opened them again two seconds later, "He looks like a friend of mine."

Conan subconsciously thought of the friends of Amuro Toru who died young. He carefully recalled the photo he had seen. It seemed that one of them did have eyes that looked like Mr. Miura, but their eye shapes were a little different.

Wait, Miura Keimitsu, Keimitsu!

Conan turned his head suddenly and looked at Amuro Toru, asking if this was a test.

Amuro Toru ate another piece of sushi and pretended not to see it.

"Ah--" A shrill scream sounded, and someone at another table in the restaurant died.

Conan and Amuro Toru rushed over first, followed by Maori Kogoro, who hurriedly swallowed the last piece of sushi and then walked over quickly. Maori Ran just glanced at the scene and called the police skillfully.

Miura Keimitsu subconsciously ran over from the back kitchen, stopped abruptly, and then took two steps back, subconsciously telling him to keep a low profile.

"What happened?" Kitagawa Anshu, who happened to be passing by, opened the door and looked in. "A murder has happened!" As expected, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

"Brother Kitagawa, we meet again." Conan greeted politely, then touched Amuro Toru and whispered: "Go ask him." After that, he didn't care about Amuro Toru.What is the reaction? He continued to observe the scene.

Amuro Toru looked at Kitagawa Anshu. After entering, the other party was no different from an ordinary detective. He seemed to be looking for clues very seriously, if you ignore his slightly empty eyes.

Kitagawa•Empty eyes•Anshu is playing a small game with his mind to speed up the case...

The three suspects said that they were not the murderer and explained the reasons.

"I know who the murderer is!" ×2

Kitagawa Anshu and Maori Kogoro looked at each other, and then Maori Kogoro said his conclusion first. Kitagawa Anshu didn't listen carefully. He saw Miura Keimitsu standing in the corner.

Oh, is this an old friend meeting again?

Kitagawa Anshu pretended to just glance over there subconsciously, and did not attract Miura Keimitsu's attention, but when his eyes turned back to Amuro Toru, the two met.

"Detective Kitagawa, we meet again."

The two were not far away, so Amuro Toru spoke in a low voice, and Miura Keimitsu used his peripheral vision to pay attention to the situation here.

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." Kitagawa Anshu knew that Amuro Toru was going to start to inquire about the news, so he was very alert to deal with it.

Toru Amuro first complimented Kitagawa, and then asked: "Conan has been worried about the lack of progress in the case you asked him to help with, so he confided in me. Can I know why you asked a child instead of seeking help from the police?"

To be honest, Kitagawa Anshu almost forgot about it: "Ah, you're talking about this. Actually, I wanted to investigate it myself, but it was too lonely and I was afraid that calling the police would threaten the safety of my friends, so I asked Conan to investigate with me."

He was about to continue making up stories, and Maori Kogoro ended his reasoning: "Kitagawa, the above is my reasoning, what do you think, do you think my reasoning is right?"

The murderer identified by Maori Kogoro raised his voice: "No, I'm really not the murderer! Sir, please don't slander me."

Mauri Kogoro pouted: "What do you mean by slander? I'm Maori Kogoro."

Hearing this, Conan, who had just found the evidence, couldn't help but want to offer his own reasoning, but after looking at Beichuan Anshu, he decided to wait and see for a while.

"Mouri Kogoro? Is it the famous detective who is sleeping Kogoro?" A customer's face was full of enthusiasm.

"Ahahaha, I didn't expect that I'm so famous. Yes, I'm the sleeping Kogoro." Mouri Kogoro was feeling proud, but Kitagawa Anshu said:

"Although Detective Mouri's reasoning is quite... logical, I think the murderer is someone else."

The suspect, who originally felt that he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River, suddenly became fascinated: "The murderer is really not me, please make sure to clear my name!"

"How is it possible? Who else could the murderer be except him? Forget it, Kitagawa, tell me your reasoning first." Although Mouri Kogoro's expression was exaggerated, he didn't seem angry at all.

"Okay, I think the murderer committed the crime like this... so the murderer is you." Kitagawa Anshu pointed to a suspect, "Your right foot is obviously not right, because the evidence is inside."

The murderer suddenly knelt on the ground, feeling pain when he heard the sound, he shed tears and described how the deceased was a scumbag.

Amuro Toru did not stop observing Kitagawa Anshu: there were no calluses on his hands, and there were no signs of training on his arm muscles. He looked like an ordinary detective, oh no, a somewhat powerful detective who solved cases very quickly and came to a conclusion without much investigation...

Even so, Amuro Toru's suspicion of him became deeper: if Kitagawa Anshu was really an 'ordinary' detective, with his ability, he should not be unknown.

"Brother Kitagawa, can you tell me where you live? I want to come to your house to play when I have a chance in the future. I don't know where to find you these days." After all, he was within everyone's sight. Even if Kitagawa Anshu knew his identity, Conan still had to ask in a cute and coquettish tone.

"I live at 5-chome-37, Beika-cho."

"Ah? That means it's right next to my house." Maori Kogoro was a little surprised: "Why didn't I see you?"

"Because I just moved here yesterday, it was a little late, and you weren't at home this morning, so I haven't officially visited Detective Maori yet." In order to get more cases, he moved to the side of Maori Detective Agency. Today, after accidentally hearing that they were going to have dinner here, he came here for a stroll. Fortunately, he encountered a case.

"Oh-I see, it doesn't have to be so troublesome to visit, just bring me a bottle of wine." Maori Kogoro directly stated what he wanted.

"That's greatI originally prepared wine."

Conan showed a half-moon eye: He is worthy of being an uncle, but why didn't Xiaolan stop him this time? Wait, where is Xiaolan?

Conan looked around and finally saw Mao Lilan who was very close to Miura Keimitsu in the corner. He trotted over:

"Sister Xiaolan, what are you talking about? I'm so curious."

"Mr. Miura and I are talking about some cooking skills. He is really good. I learned a lot from him." Mao Lilan thanked Miura Keimitsu again after saying that, and Miura Keimitsu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Oh-Mr. Miura's dishes are delicious!" Conan was relieved and praised Miura Keimitsu sincerely.

Amuro Toru came over at some point: "Mr. Miura can teach me too?"

"Of course, if we both have time."

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