As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the table, and I didn't come back to my senses for a while.

It's a bit like the feeling of sleeping in math class before, and I always feel unsatisfied, and my head that is already muddy in math class will feel more chaotic if I squint for a while.

But then, I would wake up like: who am I, where am I, and what am I doing!

The next thing I did was to sit up in shock and touch the corner of my mouth subconsciously—I didn’t drool, so Jing Guang’s face was saved.

Why did he suddenly fall asleep, or before dinner?

I touched my belly, as if I was a little hungry.

"Are you awake, Zero-kun?"

There was a voice behind my ears, spraying on my skin with a soft breath, which was a little itchy.This made my consciousness wake up in an instant, I turned my head suddenly, and saw Sir An was taking back the dinner plate used by the guests.

Ok……

Ok?

Ah!

I fell asleep, huh? !

right here!

囧 rz.

I frown, there are obviously more people in the coffee shop behind me, and the Maori family has already left.I glanced down at the watch on my wrist——

Fortunately, although I feel like I have slept for a long time, in fact, only ten minutes have passed.

I felt a tinge of relief, but still an inexplicable sense of shame made my ears warm.

"Sorry, Tou-jun, I..."

I was thinking about how to explain it, but Sir An took the initiative to resolve my embarrassment, "Mr. Zero looks very tired, how long has it been since you had a good rest?"

"I just slept all day yesterday, but I always feel inexplicable anxiety and tension, so it's not good at all, plus..." I answered Sir An's question casually, and almost said "Scenery" with a bald mouth. "Naking the body" and quickly retracting the words, "Recent work is also a headache."

An sir put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, rinsed his hands, and brought the finished things to me.

"Let's eat something first, even if you are busy with work, you should remember to take a good rest."

How could this sentence be so discordant when it came out of Sir An's mouth, you, a neon worker who works four jobs, should give this sentence to yourself.

I nodded with a smile, the delicious aroma of the food aroused my greed, and I couldn't wait to move my chopsticks.

Inexplicably, I felt that Sir An's expression seemed to be full of hesitation when he looked at me.

Did you notice something?

I touched my head, and I was very hasty when I went out today-because I was really hungry, so I didn't use skin wax, just covered it casually.After all, there are bangs, which can be covered very tightly.

But when I was sleeping just now——

While I was eating, I secretly looked at Sir An's back, I should have noticed something.

Although it was not my intention, I would be surprised if nothing was detected during these ten minutes of almost unconsciousness.

But it just so happens that I have to find a way to leave clues for An Sir.

This is actually the most labor-saving arrangement.

Now—this tomato pasta is really delicious, it is obviously made of ordinary ingredients, how can Sir An make it so delicious?

Is it because I'm too hungry?

I scanned the entire copy in no time, but I wasn't satisfied.The caring Sir An also understood very well, and immediately served another sandwich and made me a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

So satisfying, this is a wife.

I want to marry him home.

Good-looking, good at making money, full of energy and wife attributes.

It may be that my gaze was too hot, Sir An, who had his back turned to me, suddenly trembled, obviously feeling like a cold behind his back.

I quickly lowered my head and focused on eating.

Before I finished eating, I heard Sir An's cell phone in his pocket rang.

I paused when I picked up the cup, and noticed that when he saw the number, he frowned slightly, but it was very inconspicuous.

So I unconsciously sat up straight, turned slightly sideways, and pricked up my ears.

The best use of Brainware is reflected here. When you become more familiar with the functions of Brainware, you can use the control over Brainware to complete many things that cannot be controlled subjectively, such as the five senses.

With lemon juice in one hand, I thrust my jaw out, amplifying my hearing.

An sir's voice is of course very clear, but what I really want to hear is the voice on the other side of the phone, which is relatively soft.

All I could hear were broken words, "bourbon," "stared," "gin," and whatnot.

But these keywords are enough, and I can probably think of whose phone it is.

The charming female voice must be Sister Bei's call.

Sister Bei's phone call before the nightmare.

Sure enough—Curaçao's action should be in these two days.It's just that because of Conan's peculiar timeline, I can't accurately judge the exact time of day.

I put down the cup, raised my head and met Sir An's gaze.

...I'm so sorry, I'm eavesdropping.

"Ahem——" I cleared my throat and sat up straight to ease my embarrassment.

An sir is very knowledgeable, pretending that he didn't see what I did just now, he put away the empty plate and glass in front of me, "Are you still hungry?"

I shook my head, touched my belly, and couldn't eat anymore.

Calculating carefully, what Sir An served to me was exactly the amount of a meal, not too much, not too little.

I fumbled with my fingers and went over the things I got recently in my mind.

According to the clues I have so far... that's enough.

Who told me that I really didn't want to take a New Year's Day holiday after all the effort, and after all the effort to travel across the country, I ended up reading other people's pure English papers and translating across majors.

I need a professional laborer to help me share the pain.

Moreover, the timing was right, so I said, "Mr. Tou, do you have any spare time today?"

"I" sent a date invitation to "Toru Amuro".

Toru Amuro expressed surprise at my invitation.

"Amuro Toru" became interested in my invitation.

Toru Amuro accepted my invitation.

"I" is about to get a free labor force.

Plan pass!

"Mr. Ling, what's the matter?" An sir wiped out the cup and put it upside down on the shelf.The customer's order has been completed and he has no work in hand, so he simply sat in front of me.

"It's better to say, is there anything you want to ask me, Mr. Tou?" I looked at him with my chin propped up, "It's been like this since the beginning of meeting, no matter what kind of sight you are in - vigilant, tempting or emotional. Probably, there is always sadness in Tou-jun's eyes that cannot go away."

Of course - it's a lie.

I didn't see anything f*cking, just a look, and being able to see an emotion is already very powerful, let alone three points of coldness, four points of indifference, etc., which don't exist.

It's just that I know that as long as I say that, no matter whether Sir An is in that mood at the time, he will definitely be able to bring it in.

After all, things like eyes are relatively abstract, and some emotions are inherently unconscious.

Moreover, as a Jingguang body, it is inevitable for Sir An to feel sad and regretful after seeing it, so I am sure that I will not make mistakes.

Sure enough, after listening to my words, Sir An did not open his mouth. A pair of smoky blue pupils were tightly locked on my body, as if he wanted to see something through my body.

"But today, Mr. Tou is even more different. Compared with a few days ago, it seems to be more certain of something, and it is more complicated-you are examining me, but at the same time you hate this self-examination," said this At that time, I looked away and looked up, and pointed my finger on the table, "Is it because someone said something to Mr. Tou-or saw something?"

Has Mr. Conan exchanged information with Sir An?

I don't think so. Judging from the degree of intimacy between Conan and Hong Fang, apart from I Ai, his first choice is actually the FBI.

After all, Conan has been in contact with that side for a longer time, and at the same time, the relationship is deeper.In the past, Judy informed Conan directly of a lot of information, so if it was me, if there was a need, Judy would be the first to think of.

Of course, it’s not that he doesn’t trust Sir An, it’s just that his identity as a public security officer has just been revealed, and Director Ke has just led the role of Sir An with his parents and the FBI. If the relationship is to become intimate, it has to go through some major events. .

For example, Nightmare of Gin and Neon Warriors after the executor.

However, since I mentioned the name "Scotland", he will at least communicate with me or the FBI.

After all, in his place, this is a wine name that appeared successively with rum, so he will naturally pay more attention to it.

After thinking about it, I got off topic, so I continued to pull it back.

Listening to what I said, Sir An immediately took off his mask as Poirot's waiter, and the color of his pupils became lighter visible to the naked eye.

The pupil color becomes lighter, you know, it’s like the special effect of losing the highlight in the little wild dog, this kind of intuitive feeling is very outrageous.

"So, if Mr. Tou has time today, let's talk about it openly. Of course, I will try my best to let you see my sincerity." It doesn't look murderous either.

Because of the upturned phoenix eyes, Jing Guang's shell looks a little sharp, so these micro-expressions can alleviate the excessively harsh edges and corners.

When I read comics before, I always imagined that Jing Guang should be the super gentle type-of course, in fact Jing Guang is more inclined to this type, but his appearance is not harmless, but rather aggressive .

But because Jing Guang always didn't like to press down the corners of his lips, that's why he looked soft.

After all, Gao Ming knows that as long as he keeps his face sullen, Fengyan's aggressiveness is actually very strong.

Why do I know so clearly?

No way, when someone told me to have nothing to do—especially when I was monitoring for a long time a while ago, I just took a look in a mirror.

In this world full of social animals, only Jing Guang's beautiful face and body can give me a little warmth.

Having said that, it is almost time for a head-on showdown.

Because the cloak of temptation has been torn off, it is not easy to fool around.

An sir stood up and took off his apron and hung it on the hanger.

"Miss Enomoto, the peak time has almost passed. I put desserts and some reserves in the freezer. I have some personal matters to deal with later, so I can only trouble you in the afternoon. I will ask the store manager for leave again." Sir An I'm a little sorry, but because Poirot's work itself is very serious, he doesn't actually ask for leave much.

There are few people on weekdays, and Ms. Enomoto is very considerate, "It's okay, Mr. Amuro, you will take care of me at ordinary times. I'll be here as a substitute, don't worry."

After thanking Mrs. An and Ms. Enomoto, they took the coat in their hands, passed by me, and said in a low voice——

"I'm going to pick up the car."