"Isn't it just a teddy bear? As for being so happy?" Kudo Shinichi even said a sour smell.

"Different." Ran Maori held the teddy bear and refuted him seriously.

“Where is different?”

"It's different anyway!" Maori Ran snorted, but did not explain what's different.

Shibao is her most special friend, unlike Sonoko and Shinichi.

She couldn't tell why it was special, but anyway, her feelings for Shibao were very special.

At first, Shibao was like her sister, and she was very dependent on Shibao. But slowly, she found Shibao very lonely, curled up alone in the shadows. She tried to enter her world, but found that the two worlds were far apart.

Finally, she mustered up the courage to jump over, reached Shibao's hand, and became her friend.

This is a story that cannot be told to people, and it is also a bizarre and warm experience.

The two of them shared this memory and became a secret in each other's hearts.

Although I haven't seen him for two years, Shibao's figure has never faded from her memory. She could feel that Shibao was also concerned about her.

One day, they will meet again, and this day will not last long.

Kudo Shinichi curled his lips and had a special objection to the Shibo that Xiaolan said.

However, no matter how much he has opinions, he cannot help Xiaolan's interest.

A friend I haven't seen for so long,

Suddenly giving a gift is definitely special to her.

"This teddy bear should be the kind that can speak. You press the bulging place on your stomach..."

He saw this teddy bear when he was choosing a birthday gift for Xiaolan, and the clerk also introduced it specifically, but he didn't buy it.

Xiaolan pressed it after hearing this, and a machine girl appeared in the teddy bear: "Happy birthday!"

There is nothing else except this sentence.

"This sound is a bit like Shibao said~" Xiaolan was very happy.

"There are some other tones that are clearly matched by the machine..." Kudo Shinichi complained in a low voice.

"Did she remember your birthday wrongly? It's not here yet?"

Kudo Shinichi turned his feet and wanted to reduce Xiaolan's favorability to Shibo.

Ran Maori was very unhappy when she put her hips on her face and pointed at the greeting card on the table. "Shibo said it, please wish me a happy birthday! But you Shinichi, are your gift ready?"

"I've been ready for a long time. I'm just waiting for your birthday. I'll be sure to shock your big teeth..."

"It's not Sherlock Holmes' book again, is it?"

"How is that possible!"

"Xinyi, you have sent me a record of Sherlock Holmes for two consecutive years..."

“This year is definitely not this!”

The two children were laughing and making noises, laughter came from the windows, floating in the air in Tokyo.

....

Back at the base, Shiho Miyao turned on the computer to search for information.

Many of the research results of my parents were burned down by a fire, leaving only the embers behind the fire, collected by the organization and kept in the computer.

Industrial Zhibao feels that the information recording parents’ DNA information is also very likely to be burned.

Even now, important information is preserved on paper, not to mention that it was a computer that was extremely rare for more than ten years ago.

She currently has great authority and there is nothing she cannot read in the various studies organized.

She entered the name Goji Miyano, and there was nothing else that popped up except some basic information. She tried to find DNA records, but because their DNA did not have the value of preservation, there was no record in the database organized.

When Miyano Shibo breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing to have no parents' DNA, and their manipulation space suddenly became more.

At night, Shiho Miyao walked into a cafe alone.

It is nine o'clock in the evening, and the cafe business is very deserted. Only one clerk is sitting at the cashier reading a book. Seeing that a customer was coming, he hurriedly put the book away and stood up to greet the customers.

"Hello, what do you need?"

“Is there any wine?”

The waiter was stunned for a moment and looked at her age. If she had no mistakes in her understanding of age, the child would not be over 16 years old at most.

"Sorry, you can't buy alcohol without finished products. We are a coffee shop, you can drink drinks and snacks, little sister."

"I'll buy it for dad."

"It's not OK to buy it for the elders."

“…”

Shiba Miyano was silent for a while, "Give me a strawberry cake, a cup of latte, and an ice cream, pack it and take it away."

"Okay, wait."

The waiter went to the kitchen to prepare. Shiho Miyano looked around the dining room, stayed on the last table beside the wall, and then sat down.

There were no other customers in the coffee shop except her, and she quietly pasted a small note from her sleeve below the inside of the table.

This is the contact information she and her brother Amuro agreed upon. In this coffee shop called Time, a small note was posted under the seats of the last row of tables.

This is a coffee shop downstairs of Toru Amuro, a detective office located in the office building. When he doesn't need to go on a task, he will often come down to drink coffee in the office.

A string of numbers was written on the note, which was the serial number and password of the locker in the supermarket next to it.

She wrapped the help she needed in the dilemma she is facing now, with something in black plastic bags.

"Little sister, your stuff is ready." The waiter packed everything she needed.

"Thanks."

Shiho Miyano left with something, and his figure disappeared into the night.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Amuro Toru came to the cafe and ordered a cup of coffee as usual.

Logically speaking, days without tasks will inevitably be relaxed and pleasant, and there is plenty of time to enjoy life.

However, for ordinary people, Tomori Amuro, who has multiple jobs, there is another side after he finishes his work. He is not free of his personality. After both sides are finished, he goes to take time to solve the commission from the detective office to adjust his mood.

"Mr. Amuro is early!"

"morning."

"Are you the same? A cup of coffee?"

"Well, please trouble you." Amuro Toru sat in the seat he often sat, touched the bottom of the table, and touched a note stuck to it.

He thought about it and took down the note.

"Please use your coffee slowly." The waiter brought the coffee and brought a few sugar cubes together.

Amuroto slowly stirred the spoon, and the sugar cube put into the coffee slowly melted.

He finished reading the contents on the paper without a trace and then put them in his pocket casually.

Miyano Akimi's departure is a critical matter, and it is related to Shibo's situation in the company, so he is very concerned about this matter.

The difficulty of this matter lies in how to make the organization confirm that the dead "Akimi Miyano" is Miyano himself.

Get the things Shibo put in, Amuro, looked up at the sky.

The weather is very good today, cloudy and windless.

"I haven't seen Matsuda for a long time. I heard that the police department of the search class has already made up. I'll go to congratulate him..."

Yamuro strides forward, the crowds are bustling, and his figure quickly disappears.

The sun in the sky gradually rose and fell, and the clouds rolled and undulated but disappeared.

With a "clang--" sound, the sound of the bag falling to the ground sounded.

Miyano Akimi looked at her boyfriend Zhu Xingda in a daze and hugged a strange woman, with a close gesture.

The woman was wearing a long dress, her red lips were bright and gorgeous, which was a completely different style from her.

She stood not far away and looked at her face, her pink lips lost their color, and tears filled her eyes without realizing it.

She looked at the scene and felt the urge to turn around and escape.

If you don’t see this scene, can you still deceive yourself?

The passerby next to her saw her face full of tears and came forward to ask. She said nothing, just staring at the person in front of her.

"Maharaja..."

The person in front seemed to notice the movement here and turned around and looked like Akimi Miyano picked up the bag and turned around and ran away.

She didn't know how to face Zhu Xingda, nor did she know how to face their relationship.

But she knew that nothing could go back.
To be continued...