Conan I am Surrounded by Undercover Agents

"Mr. Amuro?"

Kasaka Natsumi came to the cafe again that evening. As soon as she entered, she saw the blond mixed-race male waiter clearing the table.

Toru Amuro turned around with surprise on her face: "Good evening, Miss Kasaka."

"Is it closed?" Natsumi Kasaka asked sheepishly.

This afternoon, a big customer came to her store and ordered a lot of things. She couldn't bear the store manager to be busy alone, so he stayed to help her prepare it. She had to work overtime for a rare time, and it was already dark by the time she finished preparing.

"No." Toru Amuro walked to the cashier, "What do you want to order?"

"A cup of hot lemon tea and a piece of cheesecake."

While ordering, Natsumi Kasaka quietly looked at Toru Amuro's expression.

There is still the same earring on the left ear, and on the right ear... there is actually a communication headset on the right ear? It is almost time to get off work, who should I call? The expression is very relaxed, without the anxiety and fear when I left in a hurry yesterday.

"Has the matter been resolved?" she asked with concern, "your expression was particularly ugly when you ran out yesterday."

"That matter..." Amuro Toru raised his head with a smile and handed her the cash register, "Half of it has been solved so far. I am very confident about the remaining part and can solve it perfectly within a week."

"That's good."

Natsumi Kasaka was happy for this fellow villager who met by chance. She took the cashier slip and went to find a seat to sit down.

She was the only customer in the store, and many tables had been cleared. Only the table by the window still had flower decorations and plates, cutlery, and forks on it. She went there and sat down as a matter of course.

Things arrived ten minutes later, and Toru Amuro put the lemon tea in her hand.

"I didn't see the lady in the cheongsam today."

"Ah, are you talking about Miss Pu Si Qinglan? She is just an accidental acquaintance of mine, not a familiar friend."

Kasaka Natsumi thought that Toru Amuro regarded them as friends because they sat together for tea yesterday, so she put her bag on another chair next to her and explained.

"So that's it? Yesterday I saw you guys chatting happily, so I thought you were some kind of friends."

The two chatted casually for a few words, and then a call came from the kitchen.

Toru Amuro's face froze, looking embarrassed that he had been caught slacking, and he turned around and quickly left the table.

Natsumi Kasaka stayed in her seat and ate the cake. She was sitting by the window and could see the passers-by on the street outside. When she looked up, a beautiful silver-haired beauty walked past her.

She is different from the Parisian beauties commonly seen on the streets. Her temperament is as sharp as ice and snow.

Natsumi Kasaka ate the cake in small bites. When she finished eating, Toru Amuro had already packed up her things and walked out of the kitchen.

"Mr. Amuro, are you going to get off work?" she asked in surprise.

"Yes, the store manager said she would take care of the rest, so I can leave early." Toru Amuro said while looking out the window, "It seems that the security in Paris is not very good recently, and it seems very dangerous for women to walk alone at night... Xiang

Miss Han, do you need me to take you home?"

Natsumi Kasaka originally wanted to refuse, but then she thought of the two news incidents yesterday and nodded.

"Excuse me, Mr. Amuro, my home is not far from here."

…

In the night, the two people walked along the street.

Kasaka Natsumi rarely walked at night, and on the rare occasions when she did, she would always be concerned about what was going on behind her like a thief. She didn't expect that having a man next to her could bring her such a sense of security.

"Miss Kasaka." Toru Amuro suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Natsumi Kasaka looked at him.

"There's something I've wanted to ask since the first time we met." He slowed down, "That time I brought you something, and you stared at my face for a long time. I thought it was because my French was not fluent.

You laughed, but you said there were other reasons."

"Can you tell me what the reason is?"

"That time..."

Kasaka Natsumi also slowed down and fell into memories.

"Actually, Mr. Amuro looks very similar to a gentleman who saved me in the past..."

…

The security in the 5th arrondissement of Paris is better than other areas, but that does not mean that there is no crime. On April Fool's Day this year, Natsumi Kasaka went back late, and unfortunately she was entangled by a drunken gangster on the street.

At that time, she was standing in the middle of an alley. When she saw someone appearing in front of her, she immediately shouted for help.

The man obviously heard her, but he didn't rush forward immediately. Instead, he hesitated on the spot for a moment. When she was almost dragged away, he ran over to help her drive away the gangster.

The gentleman was of mixed race, with blond hair and darker complexion, and was very handsome.

It's just that his personality seemed a bit cold. When she asked to go to the police station, he refused without much thought. He even looked at her with a wary look in his eyes, as if she was urging him to do something dangerous.

He declined all her thanks and turned around to leave with a stiff expression. Kasaka Natsumi saw something shiny falling from his body.

Seeing this scene, Kasaka Natsumi immediately stopped him. The man turned around, his expression no longer indifferent when he saw something.

He picked it up. It was a door key.

The man held the key in his hand and looked at it with his head lowered. His blue eyes were like the foggy Seine River, covered with a layer of deep sadness. He held the key carefully.

"Thank you for reminding me. This is very important to me." The man thanked her.

Kasaka Natsumi was confused. The house key was very important, but this tone... always felt weird.

…

"...The gentleman left in such a hurry that I didn't even ask his name."

Kasaka Natsumi sighed.

"So that's it..."

Next to her, Toru Amuro murmured like he was talking to himself.

This voice was too weird. It was obviously just a normal sentence, but it seemed like the murmur of a devil gloating about misfortune and arousing people's fear.

Natsumi Kasaka felt an inexplicable feeling of horror from the bottom of her heart. She turned her head to look at Toru Amuro uneasily, and found that the smile on the lips of the blond mixed-race man was as friendly as ever.

...Is she thinking too much?

Kasaka Natsumi breathed a sigh of relief. She had gone too far to maliciously speculate on the man who kindly sent her home.

"He is so careless that he lost the key to his own house." Toru Amuro commented.

"No, he said it was actually..."

…

"Is this...an apology?" Natsumi Kasaka was surprised by the man's answer.

The man nodded and put the key back into his pocket: "It's an apology."

He added softly: "I don't know if I can give it away, and whether the other party is willing to accept it...an apology."

…

Natsumi Kasaka walked to the door of her apartment, said goodbye to Toru Amuro with a smile, and went upstairs alone.

I wonder if the gentleman’s apology was given properly?

She came to the door of her house and opened her small satchel, trying to take out her wallet and get her keys, but found that her satchel was empty and the wallet inside was missing.

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The current state of things is so bad... The end of the lockdown is far away, I work from home every day, and the number of subscriptions has plummeted...