Chapter 998 I Am Holmes’s Disciple!

Toru Amuro was really amused by Asano Nobushige's words. He laughed so much that his stomach cramped, and he couldn't stand up while holding his abdomen.

However, when he smiled, his smile suddenly became a little bitter, and his heart seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud, making him breathless.

No matter what Akai Shuichi becomes, his best friend, the first best friend in life, will never come back.

Amuro Toru stopped smiling, took a deep breath and said, "You must not be happy to meet the EVIL people in Northern Europe this time, right? Anyway, I will put the investigation of them on the agenda."

As for the person in charge of Northern Europe, Rai, that is just incidental. He can't avoid the person in charge of investigating Nordic affairs, right?

Fukitani Rei couldn't explain how he felt about Akai Shuichi now. He is eager to investigate the secret of Akai Shuichi's resurrection from the dead, not so much for Akai Shuichi, but to give himself an excuse to re-investigate the death of Scotland four years ago.

He knew that Zhu Fu Jingguang would not come back, but he just wanted to confirm it again.

"It's up to you." In the end, Nobuhiro still couldn't say anything to stop him, "Be careful not to let Rum send... who?!"

Nobushige suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the door - Takeokayama Katsu was standing there at a loss, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Sorry, sorry, I should have knocked on the door first." Takeokayama Katsu immediately bowed 90° sincerely, wishing he could put the tip of his nose to the seam of his trousers.

Nobushige and Toru Amuro looked at each other and then said: "It doesn't matter if we are all in the store now, but it would be bad if we bump into the customers. Tell me, what do you want to do in the music classroom?"

After hearing this, Takeokayama Katsu walked closer to them, and then offered a Louis Vuitton wallet with both hands: "I'm here to return something. I just found this when I was cleaning up the store. The chef said it might be Asano." It belongs to Miss Haihara Ai.”

Xinfan took a look and saw that Xiao Ai's wallet was indeed correct.

He took the wallet over and did not open it. He just said to Zhugang Shansheng, "Sorry to trouble you, this is indeed Xiao Ai's thing."

Zhugang Shansheng immediately laughed: "That's great, just return the property to its original owner."

Takeoka Shansheng has a sunny and handsome face, and when he smiles, he has a natural affinity, which makes people feel trustful and friendly, and they can't help but want to get closer to him.

Nobushige believed that he had received professional training and could maintain a clear and calm mind and emotions in most situations. However, he was still inevitably shaken when facing Takeokayama Katsu.

Such anomalies immediately set off alarm bells in Nobuhiro's heart!

Haibara Ai is not the kind of person who cares about things. She was still carrying a small bag today so as not to leave her wallet on the seat of Iroha Sushi Restaurant. Nobushige suspected that this wallet was stolen by Takeokayama Katsu. Clearly he was trying to investigate something with this. Maybe it's Xiao Ai, or maybe it's Xin Fan himself.

In addition, Haiyuan Ai had a radar reaction to him, and he himself had a strange contagiousness...

Nobushige had to sigh: Takeokayama Katsu is really a dangerous person.

According to Ke Xue's law, the more suspicious a character appears on the surface, the more likely he is the red party.

Takeokayama Katsu didn't seem to notice the boss's suspicion of him at all. After returning the things to Nobushige, he said goodbye: "There are still things in the store, so I'll leave first."

"Yes." Nobuhiro responded softly, then stayed where he was and watched him leave.

Regarding Takeokayama Katsu, Nobushige felt that he could ask Gin if he had the opportunity. The model worker should know more about the members of the Japanese organization and might be able to provide some clues.

"I guess Ms. Azusa will be back soon. She will be very angry if she knows that I haven't made an appointment with the piano player at all..." Nobuhishi didn't get a response from Toru Amuro, so he turned his head and looked over suspiciously.

Toru Amuro stared silently in the direction Takeokayama Katsu left, with an inextricable solemnity and doubt lingering between his eyebrows.

"Amuro-kun." Nobushige called out, but Toru Amuro ignored him.

He had no choice but to bow down and get close to Amuro Toru's ear. He was so angry that his Dantian was filled with anger and shouted in a loud voice: "Amuro Toru——"

"!!!"

Toru Amuro was so startled by the roar that he jumped up from his chair that cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.

He looked at Asano Nobushige in shock and asked, "What are you doing, so loud!"

"You can't hear it if you whisper it quietly." Nobuhiro shrugged innocently, "What happened to you just now? Why are you in a daze?"

Toru Amuro awkwardly avoided Asano Nobushige's probing gaze: "It's nothing. My head is a little bloated just after eating. I'll just close my eyes for a while and it'll be fine."

"Yeah?"

Of course Nobushige didn't believe what Toru Amuro said, but seeing that he didn't want to say anything, he stopped asking.

…

In a room in a high-end hotel in Tokyo—

Probably the biggest difference between this place and other rooms is that on a sunny afternoon, the room still has thick curtains drawn, and the luxuriously decorated interior looks extremely dark because the lights are not turned on.

Only the TV hanging on the wall was still working hard, and the occasional flickering light on the screen was probably the only light source in the room.

A blond girl who looked like a junior high school student but was extremely short was sitting on the bed in front of the TV. She was drinking coffee leisurely and watching the Wimbledon tennis broadcast on TV.

For British people who always like to call themselves elegant gentlemen, they have a unique feeling for Wimbledon. Not only do the people love tennis, a sport that occupies a large area, is difficult to get started, and has clean and graceful movements, but even the royal family is particularly fond of it and will come to watch almost every Wimbledon tournament.

Therefore, even if she is in Japan, Marie Sera does not want to miss Wimbledon this year.

However, today's game seemed destined to not go on smoothly. An unexpected situation in the middle added a bit of mystery to this tennis event.

Sera Marie stared at a little boy on the TV who excitedly waved his hands towards the camera and shouted "I am a disciple of Sherlock Holmes". His eyes were dark and unclear, which was particularly suitable for the surrounding environment.

In contrast, Edogawa Conan's figure was dazzlingly bright.

Sera Marie raised her lips sarcastically, and then turned off the TV unceremoniously.

She picked up her phone and entered a series of numbers skillfully. After a short wait, the person on the other side picked up the call.

Sera Marie put the phone to her ear and whispered: "It is indeed a good candidate, but I am ready to withdraw at any time, and even you can't stop it."

"I never wanted to stop you." A deep male voice came from the other side of the phone, "I also know that I can't stop you."