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Chapter 67 Amuro Tooru: Boss, give me lots of gold coins! (Seeking monthly votes)
"Manager Amuro, I'm leaving the restaurant to you. You can keep this notebook for now and return it to me after you've finished reading it."

The recipes in the notebook were all written by him; he knows them by heart and doesn't need them for the time being.

He also wrote down some of the recipes from "MasterChef" in his notebook, intending to try them out himself.

But now that this notebook is in Amuro Tooru's hands, let Amuro Tooru figure it out!
He'll probably go crazy.

Amuro Tooru nodded, picked up his notebook, and watched Kitahara Natsuhiro leave the coffee shop.

After Kitahara Natsuyu left, Amuro Tooru sighed, "This recipe is a bit too much; I fell right into his trap."

"I've taken on a tricky job!"

"But since I'd already accepted the job, I had no choice but to keep going."

Amuro Tooru then left the cafe and took out his phone to make a call.

"Mr. Furuya, is there a mission?"

Kazami Yuya's voice came through the phone, sounding quite serious.

Amuro Tooru never calls unless he has a reason, so his call at this time probably means he has something important to ask him to do.

"Find me a team of decorators."

"Construction workers?" Kazami Yuya repeated, then pondered for a few seconds before his expression gradually became excited: "Mr. Furuya, have you found those guys' hideout and are you planning to have us infiltrate as construction workers and then wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

Upon hearing this, Amuro Tooru rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "I need a proper construction worker, not those guys."

"So, be normal, Kazami."

"Huh? A legitimate construction worker? He has nothing to do with those guys?" Kazami Yuya's mood quickly plummeted.

It wasn't them.
Amuro Tooru sighed: "You've been too stressed lately. I'll give you a few days off. Go out and relax. I'll reimburse you for any expenses."

Kazami Yuya has been dealing with the black organization lately, often working overtime or all night, and he's been under a lot of stress.

He was afraid that continuing like this would cause him to break down.

To avoid problems with his right-hand men, he felt it was necessary to give Kazami Yuya a few days off so he could get out of there and go home to sleep.

Moreover, he brought in a lot of funds for the police department, so reimbursement would be no problem at all.

"This is our group's task," Kazami Yuya hesitated.

"I'll take care of it."

"Can"

"Go back and rest quietly!" Amuro Tooru said with a stern face.

"Yes!"

Finally, Kazami Yu reluctantly put down his work and went on vacation.

Amuro Tooru sighed after hanging up the phone: "Having subordinates who are too responsible can also be a burden."

"But now that Kazami is on break, I'll have to find a renovation team and all that."

"Why don't I just do it myself? I can earn an extra salary."

"It seems like a good idea!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro: My bank card password is...
At this moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro returned to the school and arrived at the door of Class 1-B to check the situation inside the classroom.

Seeing that everyone was there, including Conan, he nodded in satisfaction.

He thought Conan would skip school, but he didn't.

I am very pleased.

At that moment, Kobayashi Sumiko, who was sitting on the podium, saw Kitahara Natsuhiro and got up to walk to the door.

The students inside the classroom also saw Kitahara Natsuhiro at the door, and their eating became more elegant, except for Genta.

"one more bowl!"

Genta slurped down his bowl and was about to ask for another when he saw Kitahara Natsuyu at the door and couldn't help but shrink back.

"me."

"Go ahead and add more, only as much as you can eat. Don't waste food, and don't overeat," Kitahara Natsuyu instructed.

"Yes."

Genta brought his bowl to the podium and filled it with rice for himself.

Kitahara Natsuhiro and Kobayashi Sumiko started chatting at the entrance.

"Ms. Kobayashi, thank you for your help today. They didn't cause any trouble, did they?" Kitahara Natsuhiro asked.

Their class was arguably the noisiest in the first grade, but under his control, they had become much more well-behaved.

He wasn't here at noon today, so I wonder if those mischievous kids will run wild for a while. Judging from the current situation, they're quite well-behaved.

"No," said Sumiko Kobayashi. "Everyone is well-behaved, except for Conan."

"Conan?" Kitahara Natsuyu frowned. "What about Conan now?"

Alright, alright, Conan, you've gotten me into trouble again, haven't you?

"Conan ran out after class and returned to the classroom five minutes ago, saying he had a stomachache and went to the toilet."

"But before he came back, I asked one of the boys in the class to check the restroom, and there was no one inside," Kobayashi Sumiko said, adjusting her glasses.

"That's it"

Kitahara Natsuhiro checked the time.

It's 12:30 now, which means Conan has been in the toilet for 25 minutes, but there's no one in the toilet.

This kid is definitely lying, but he has no proof.

After all, there's more than one toilet in the school; there's one on every floor.

Even if he goes over to ask, Conan will say that he went to the wrong floor.

Moreover, there are no cameras in the corridors, or even in the teachers' offices; there are only a few along the walls and at the school gate.

Moreover, Conan was quite obedient this time and didn't run away immediately.

Let's cause trouble for him next time.

“Okay, I understand. I will continue to follow Conan. Thank you, Mr. Kobayashi,” Kitahara Natsumi said.

"Yes, I will continue to follow Conan."

Sumiko Kobayashi is really paying close attention to Conan, this troublemaker.

This is Conan's good fortune!

"Okay, just tell me if there's anything you need."

"it is good."

Kobayashi Sumiko nodded, turned around, and went back into the classroom to continue eating lunch.

Kitahara Natsuhiro stood by the window, watching Conan eat, though he seemed somewhat absent-minded.

"Was this an accident, or was it really those guys?"

After receiving the information from Inspector Megure, Conan became even more confused.

He learned from Inspector Megure that the armed criminals were using the most common smuggled handguns on the market.

There are at least 800,000 of these pistols in Tokyo, and the vast majority of those who own them are members of yakuza organizations. Some unscrupulous individuals also purchase them from the black market, making it impossible to trace them all.

Therefore, Inspector Megure tends to believe it's a shootout between yakuza organizations.

But something felt off.

There are surveillance cameras around the school, but none of them show any footage of the perpetrators.

If it really was done by a yakuza organization, it couldn't have been done so cleanly and efficiently.

This is also what puzzled Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure only gave Conan so many clues, so Conan had no idea what to do next.

We could only go back to the classroom to eat after making the phone call.

You can't just skip class and wander around like a headless fly.

suddenly
Conan felt a gaze on him and turned to look.

He met Kitahara Natsuyu's gaze, paused for a moment, and then revealed a simple and honest smile.

Kitahara Natsuhiro, who was standing at the door, moved his mouth.

"Give me some peace of mind."

Conan nodded quickly, indicating that he would behave himself.

Kitahara Natsuhiro then left the corridor.

After Kitahara Natsuyu left, Conan breathed a sigh of relief: "Sigh! I'm now a thorn in Kitahara-sensei's side."

"The days that followed were even tougher."

"But what is the truth of this matter?!"

"I really want to know."

(End of this chapter)