Chapter 680 I...we Need You

"Yes, it's me." Karitani Ruiyu said with a bitter smile, "It's just that I didn't expect that my brother, who he kept saying was for my good, was actually the murderer of Suhua. It turned out that Suhua who was stabbed by me at that time was not dead at all. I was actually deceived by him for twelve years, and even..."

"I even wrote for him, which made him famous as a great writer." Nobuhiro continued.

This is why the worlds described by Shigei Karitani always stay ten years ago, because their real author has never left this room since twelve years ago.

The so-called doorbell ringing of children's pranks that has always troubled the Karitani family is actually the sound of Karitani's friend's email. Karitani Banko used Maori Ran's mobile phone to send herself emails, so she searched for the sound and found Karitani Ruiyu who had stolen her phone out of curiosity.

Then, perhaps it was Karitani Amatero who threatened Karitani Ruiyu and Karitani Shihide, which aroused the murderer's intention to kill.

Fortunately, Karitani Tamoko had woken up from her coma. Although she could not see the murderer's face clearly, Karitani Shigei had already confessed her crime.

…

"ha??"

Early in the morning, a shrill scream came from Lu Feng's music classroom.

But don't worry, today is a peaceful day, and there is rarely any murder.

Conan made a gesture of applause, with a look of resentment on his face: "Brother Asano, you didn't tell us what happened to the Karitani family yesterday!"

While handling the documents, Nobushige glanced at him and said, "Finding the murderer is not a commission from the firm. And even if it is, why should I tell you, a first-grade child?"

Conan was crestfallen: "It's a case that I was involved in obviously, but I couldn't get it through to the end. This feeling is really uncomfortable. Brother Asano is not a detective, and he doesn't understand our detective's pursuit."

Nobushige put down the document in his hand, turned his head, and said to Conan seriously: "However, I can help the police solve problems openly, but you can only stay here and be an ordinary elementary school student."

Conan was heartbroken: "..."

"Good morning, Mr. Asano, Conan-kun!" Toru Amuro walked into the music classroom under the sunshine, "This is today's breakfast."

As usual, he prepared brownies with only half of the sugar added for Asano Nobushige, but today he at least took care of the children's taste and brought Conan a piece of strawberry cream cake.

"Thank you." Nobuman immersed himself in his work again and just whispered his thanks.

Conan hugged the strawberry cake and ate it happily: "Brother Amuro, you seem to be not in good spirits these past two days. Is it because Brother Asano doesn't give you a day off?"

Toru Amuro waved his hand and said: "Nothing, it's just that I went to bed too late at night. Conan, you have to go to bed early and get up early, don't learn like me."

Conan nodded: "Of course, after all, I have to go to class in the morning."

Nobushige raised his head and glanced at Toru Amuro. Sure enough, even if someone had dark skin, the dark blue under his eyes was too obvious. This cannot be explained by staying up late, this is an all-nighter, right?

Out of a boss's most basic responsibility to his employees, Nobuhiro persuaded him: "If you are really working very hard, I can grant you a leave. You can go home and rest."

"No, no need." Toru Amuro shook his head, "I'm fine."

Seeing someone so stubborn, Nobuhiro sighed slightly in his heart, and then he stood up and looked level with Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro was stunned. It was rare for him to see his boss look so serious.

"Amuro-kun." Nobushige said seriously, "Go home."

His eyes were serious, and Tohru Amuro could even see in the reflection of those eyes, that his original dim eyes were gradually filled with light.

At that moment, Fang Guling suddenly didn't want to wear the mask anymore. Be it Bourbon or Toru Amuro, no matter what kind of mask they are, just throw them away, he is Rei Fukiya, and he is just Rei Fukoutani.

Fang Gu Ling thought, how terrible, mezcal. He was like a siren on a stormy night, allowing the crew to chase him willingly and even one after another despite knowing the danger ahead.

Go home, stay here and his mask will only gradually fall apart, and he will eventually reveal his true identity to a mysterious and dangerous figure.

Rei Fukutani put on Toru Amuro's mask again and showed his signature smile: "Okay, but my salary for today..."

"It's normal." Nobufan also laughed, but his smile was more sincere, "Go home and have a good sleep. I...everyone in the music classroom still needs you."

Toru Amuro waved to them, then turned around without hesitation and stepped into the broken sunshine of the morning.

The moment he turned around, the smile on his lips became slightly sarcastic.

Home?

He has had no home since a long time ago.

and……

Just like the scene that Rei Fukiya had imagined countless times in his dreams, he longed to reunite with those who had passed away one day, and longed to go back to the past where nothing had happened. But now, he began to retreat.

Is he still qualified to touch those clean shadows now?

From the day he left the organization base, Rei Furutani spent almost every minute and every second that belonged to Rei Furutani. He reconstructed the scene four years ago in his mind. He tried hard to stand beside Jingguang and Akai Shuichi. Angle to deduce what happened that day.

However, every time, the final result points to the same point - he bears the unshirkable responsibility for Zhu Fu Jingguang's death.

"Mr. Asano?" Azusa Enomoto came out of the warehouse and immediately noticed Asano Nobushige standing by the window looking into the distance, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Nobuhiro looked away.

Azusa Enomoto looked in the direction he was looking at just now, and seemed to see a flash of gold passing by at the end of the road. She understood clearly: "Are you looking at Mr. Amuro? His recent state is indeed not normal. I don't know if something happened at home."

In fact, Azusa Enomoto felt that Toru Amuro's condition did not seem like something happened at home, because Mr. Amuro didn't have such a big reaction the last time his father was seriously ill.

Although Toru Amuro, who was short of money, actually quit his job at that time;

Although he burst into tears in front of Mr. Asano;

Although I heard that after returning to his hometown, he stayed at the hospital bed all night long;

Although……

Well, it seems that something happened again at Mr. Amuro’s house this time. He just didn't know whether it was his father or his mother who was sick.

Okiya Subaru, who was half an hour late, noticed something was wrong with his lovely colleagues as soon as he entered the music classroom.

Azusa Enomoto sighed while flipping through a magazine. Subaru Okiya took a quick look and found that it introduced better hospitals in Japan; Asano Nobuhige seemed to be working normally, but from time to time he would find that he was distracted; and he was the most dedicated person. His colleague was even more exaggerated. He didn’t even come to work!

You must know that this kind of thing is not unbelievable to him or Mr. Asano, but Toru Amuro! Can you imagine that he didn't come to work one day? ?

"What happened?" Okiya Subaru was confused.