Miss Suzuki is not short of money, but in interpersonal communication, she pays great attention to the feelings of her friends, so after Xiaolan and Sera decided on a cheap restaurant, they happily went there.
This is a family restaurant that serves home-cooked meals. The decoration is similar to Fengshun Restaurant in Jiangcheng Dahe, and the dishes are also very similar. It is difficult not to suspect that it borrowed something from it.
"It's a pity that Mr. Dahe's craftsmanship is not as good."
Suzuki Sonoko swallowed a mouthful of fish and curled her lips and said, "Why don't we go to Feng Shun Restaurant to eat someday and call Mr. Kuroki, so that we can definitely taste Mr. Dahe's craftsmanship."
Feng Shun Restaurant doesn't only have one chef, Jiang Cheng Dahe also takes turns taking turns to cook. Naturally, they don't always catch up with Jiang Cheng Dahe to cook.
But if Kuroki Jin is here, the dishes on that table will definitely be the super level performance of Jiangcheng Taiga.
Even Suzuki Sonoko, who is used to eating delicious food, misses the taste.
Hearing Kuroki Jin's name, Sera Masumi looked calm. She still remembered what Xiaolan said just now, and quickly asked: "If we remember it wrong, Xiaolan, you just said that Conan-kun is celebrating his friend's birthday at Fengshun Restaurant now?"
Is there a relationship between Kuroki Ren and the owner of Feng Shun Restaurant?"
"yes?"
Sera Masumi's expression changed, and she quickly went to get her bag to leave, and said eagerly: "How dare you rest assured that they are together? Do you know that Kuroki Jin..."
Xiaolan grabbed her wrist with a backhand, and Sera Zhenzhen subconsciously resisted and stopped abruptly.
Suzuki Sonoko blinked blankly, then remembered and asked: "Sera-san and Mr. Kuroki have known each other before, right?"
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have cut off someone’s head with a flying kick when they first met.
Mao Lilan let go of Seriang's hand, and Seriang sat back silently, his eyes dim and unclear.
The two people in front of her are the only friends she has had contact with since coming to Japan, and Mao Lilan is the closest person of the opposite sex to the person she is looking for. Being friends with her will greatly facilitate her getting close to someone.
But they were all so familiar with that guy.
This is not a solution. If she doesn't have a good explanation for this problem, then the secret between them will create a crack in the bridge of trust she has finally built.
"Kuroki...Kuroki Jin and I met once before." Sera Masumi pursed her lips and said: "He and my brother, carrying guitars on their backs, should be going to a performance..."
Her eyes fluctuated, and as she grew up, she now guessed that the guitar bag contained no guitar at all: one of them, in order to pass the boring time when her eldest brother went to buy a ticket for her to go home, started playing guitar.
He took out a bass guitar from his bag and taught her how to play it.
That backpack... was still standing after the bass was taken out!
But there is no need to talk to them about these speculations.
"After that, my eldest brother disappeared."
There are countless stories hidden in her, and only the beginning and the end are intercepted to echo each other.
In fact, her eldest brother disappeared recently, and she suspected Kuroki because another person told her something.
Yuanzi asked in surprise: "Missing? Have you called the police?"
Sera Masumi's mouth twitched slightly: Call the police? How to call the police? I'm afraid she will be killed here before the police come.
She could only smile slightly and said slightly mysteriously: "You can't call the police... My eldest brother... well, the nature of his work is quite special."
Mao Lilan immediately thought of her childhood sweetheart Kudo Shinichi. It seemed that he was also like this. After being involved in some case, he rarely appeared in public.
So she understood: "Then have you asked Mr. Kuroki about your eldest brother?"
Sera Masumi pursed her lips slightly, hiding the sharpness in her eyes.
"No, but I know that my eldest brother has a bad relationship with him." Sera Masumi tried his best to raise Kuroki Jin's suspicion, "So at first I wanted to coerce and induce him to reveal my eldest brother's whereabouts, but his skills
very good."
"That's it..." Mao Lilan pondered, but Yuanzi was even more careless. He slapped the table and said, "I'm exhausted from guessing like this. I'll call Mr. Kuroki right now!"
Sera Masumi was almost frightened to death. She quickly raised her hand to stop him. Before she could say anything, a scream echoed through the sky.
Her detective instinct allowed her to immediately find the source of the sound. Under her gaze, a strong man clutched his throat and fell backwards, and soon became silent.
Sera Masumi quickly ran over, squatted down sideways, frowned slightly and said: "Cyanide poisoning, I have run out of gas...don't move!" She shouted to the people eating at the same table with the deceased.
The three people who were drunk quickly took two steps back and opened their hands at a loss.
"Xiaolan, call the police! Yuanzi asks security to cordon off the scene."
Mao Lilan, who didn't know what was going on but was already used to it, was already calling the police. Yuanzi also rushed out and soon brought back several people wearing security uniforms.
The scene was quickly brought under control, and Masumi Sera interrogated the deceased's companions before the police arrived.
Including the deceased, the four of them were members of the same club when they were in college. Because they all liked music, they also tried to form a small band to participate in some performances, but all this was stopped after graduating from college.
Shiliang Zhenzun was keenly aware that the expressions on several people's faces were not right, and wondered if there was something hidden in it.
Soon, under the guidance of Mao Lilan, the Mumu Police Department arrived at the scene of the crime.
"...Huh?" He glanced around in surprise, "Aren't Detective Maori and Conan-kun here?"
Xiaolan explained: "Dad went to have dinner with his friends, and Conan-kun also went out to play with his friends."
Mumu Police Department: This high-end game!
"...The deceased Gomo Reita was 27 years old. He was an employee of a foreign trade company and was unmarried." Takagi summarized the information: "The three people at the same table were college classmates and were in the same club..." He said and looked at the information.
A glance at Sera standing to one side with a smile on his face.
"These are all things this classmate Serang found out about."
"Oh?" Mu Mu looked at Seriang after hearing this, and a familiar aura came to his face.
"I'm Xiaolan and Sonoko's classmate, Sera Masaki... I'm a detective."
Sure enough - Mumu couldn't help but chuckled twice and said, how could there be no detective at the crime scene?
There were three people left, two women and one man. One of the women was still huddled in front of the man's chest and wiping tears. Masumi Sera introduced: "Youka Shinomiya and Osamu Harayama are a couple. They have been dating since college.
I have been planning a wedding recently.”
"Ms. Misa Inoue works in this department store. It was Miss Inoue's suggestion to have dinner here tonight."
"Because I have work after dinner and can't leave for too long." Misa Inoue explained, "And although I suggested eating in the department store, Harayama chose the restaurant."
"Hey, what do you mean?" Yuan Shanxiu felt that there was something in her words, "Obviously you are all too lazy to choose, so you passed this matter on to me, and now you are shirking the responsibility."
"I'm not……"
"Ash, that's not what Misa meant." Shinomiya Yuka wiped her tears and quickly comforted her boyfriend: "You also know that Misa speaks without thinking, otherwise she wouldn't have..."
Misa Inoue clenched her fists and turned her head aside without saying anything.
"Okay, please stop arguing now." Mumu Police Department smoothed things over: "Cooperate with our body search."
If one of them had brought the poison in, there must have been a carrying container.
Taking advantage of this gap, Shiliang Zhenzun came to Xiaolan's side and whispered:
"I remember Conan-kun was not very interested in murder cases? Do you want to give him a call?"