Chapter 387: Amuro Toru's Commission Invitation
Yuya smiled awkwardly, of course she couldn't say such words while peeking at him.
Turning around to look at the culprit, it turned out that Nami Morita had hidden behind Ran Mouri at some point, with only a pair of eyes showing, looking at Toru Amuro furtively.
Hmm? Toru Amuro also noticed Nami Morita and looked at Yuya in confusion. It seemed like they knew each other.
Yuya coughed lightly and said with a sly smile: "It's like this, my classmate..."
Nami Morita noticed Yuya's gaze towards her, then saw the smirk on his face, and immediately realized what he was going to do, and quickly shouted, "Kamiya!"
Amuro Toru looked at her in surprise.
Nami Morita realized that her behavior was a bit abrupt, and she quickly shrank back, almost hiding behind Ran Mouri.
Being caught between the two people's sight, Mao Lilan felt a little embarrassed and could only force a smile towards Amuro Toru.
Yuya couldn't help but roll his eyes. He really had the desire but not the courage. Isn't this a good opportunity? He could get to know her and maybe develop a relationship.
No, Youya suddenly remembered that Amuro Toru said he had someone he liked. Forget it, it’s better not to do anything to destroy other people’s feelings.
So he changed the subject and said, "It's nothing. We just happened to meet a classmate and chatted for a while after dinner. I didn't expect that Mr. Amuro had found a new part-time job?"
Amuro Toru smiled and said, "A friend recommended it to me. He said the restaurant was short-staffed these days, so I came to help."
Youya muttered secretly, working in restaurants, express delivery, delivering newspapers, delivering food to hotels on the island, and even the last "Cocoon" press conference, you can get a part-time job, your circle of friends is quite wide.
But of course he didn't say this out loud. After all, they were Amuro Toru's own connections. All he could say was that he had strong social skills and knew many friends.
"Speaking of which," Amuro Toru suddenly thought of something, "I recently received a commission, is Yuya-kun interested?"
"Commission?" Youya raised an eyebrow, remembering what he had said before. Now he suddenly mentioned the commission. Could it be that Amuro Toru couldn't solve it himself and planned to ask him for help? It didn't look like a small commission.
After thinking for a while, he said, "I can learn about it, but I may not be free."
Ran Mouri and Conan looked at Toru Amuro in some surprise. What was going on? Why would a waiter in a restaurant suddenly bring up a commission?
Seeing this, Youya quickly explained: "Actually, Mr. Amuro opened his own firm, but because..." He glanced at Amuro Toru, who nodded with an indifferent expression.
"Well, since we just opened our business, our business is limited. In order to maintain the office expenses, I have to do some part-time work."
Ran Mouri and Conan nodded suddenly and felt a little sympathy.
The boss of the agency actually came out to work himself. It seems that his financial situation is not very good. It's so hard! But this also proves that he really likes being a detective!
Conan couldn't help but have a better impression of Amuro Toru.
"What do you mean?" Amuro Toru asked again.
Yuya was naturally interested and said with a smile: "Aren't you still working now?"
When Toru Amuro heard this, he knew that Yuya had agreed, and said with a smile, "I'll be off work soon, so if you don't mind, please wait for me for a while?"
Youya nodded, looked around, pointed to the cafe across the street and said, "Then I'll wait for you there?"
Toru Amuro nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back to get busy then." Then he turned around and went back to the restaurant.
Mao Lilan said: "Since you, Yuya, are busy, Conan and I will go back first."
Conan quickly said: "No, I am also a little interested in that commission!"
"No, you're not interested." You rolled your eyes. It's fine if he comes out to eat, but he brought you along to do the commission. Did he think the client didn't die fast enough? "Children can't stay out too late. Go home early. Have you finished your homework?"
Conan's forehead went dark. What's the point of mentioning homework? That kind of homework for elementary school students is simply an insult to his IQ!
But he still had to grit his teeth and finish writing it every day. It was simply torture!
Mao Lilan looked at the sky and saw that it was indeed getting late, so she pulled Conan and left: "Okay, okay, let's go home and do our homework."
Xiaolan, why are you like this? You have been led astray by Yuya!
Conan struggled hard, but half of his body was lifted into the air and he had no place to gain leverage. He could only reach out his hand to Yuya in despair, but was dragged away with a sad and angry look on his face.
Yuya shrugged and looked at Miyano Shiho: "Mio, then we..."
Miyano Shiho shook her head: "I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest early." She had no interest in the commission. Of course she was happy to go with Yuya, but as for listening, forget it. It would be better to go home early and take a hot bath.
Yuya was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Okay, be careful on the road," he glanced at Morita Nami, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Want a kiss goodbye?"
Miyano Shiho rolled her eyes, gently pushed him in the chest, and turned away.
Yuya waved his hands and shouted: "Wait for me to come back~"
Pedestrians on the street looked over and saw the young man and woman. The men, who seemed to have figured something out, smiled knowingly.
Miyano Shiho felt a little embarrassed, so she quickened her pace, turned a corner and disappeared from Yuya's sight.
Nami Morita looked left and right. The handsome guy had gone to work and her classmates had also left. It was not convenient for her to follow Yuya alone, so she had to say goodbye and prepare to go home.
Youya blinked and said, "Why don't we go have a cup of coffee together? I'll introduce the blond handsome guy to you later?"
Nami Morita waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, I just like to look at handsome guys. Besides, he is much older than me, it's not suitable!" After that, she trotted away.
Yuya curled his lips, turned around, crossed the street and entered the cafe.
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Time passed quickly.
The wind chime hanging on the door rang, and Toru Amuro walked in with brisk steps, and found Yuya at a glance.
Amuro Toru walked over and said apologetically, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. I was temporarily asked by the boss to stay here to take care of some kitchen matters."
Yuya, who was immersed in his phone, looked up in astonishment, a little surprised: "So soon?"
Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment: "Uh, not so fast, right? It's been almost an hour."
Yuya rubbed his head and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was so engrossed in watching the news that I didn't notice that so much time had passed."
Amuro Toru smiled, sat down, called the waiter to order a cup of coffee, and asked casually: "What news were you watching just now? Why were you so engrossed?"
Yuya sighed, "Regarding the report about Thomas Sindorah, he mysteriously disappeared in the venue before, and he has not been found yet. Those reporters ridiculed the Metropolitan Police Department badly."
A trace of guilt and dissatisfaction flashed across Toru Amuro's eyes, but he did not show any emotion. He said naturally, "I have heard of that person. I heard that he is... a descendant of JTR?"
Yuya nodded.
Amuro Toru sighed: "Who would have thought that the IT industry's leading boss is actually the descendant of that person."
Yuya raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Amuro, it seems that you support the bloodline theory?"
Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"
Yuya approached the table, crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, and said slowly: "What kind of person Thomas Sindorah is seems to have no direct relationship with who he is a descendant of."
Amuro Toru was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Actually, I think so too, but it's just a little surprising. After all, the name of JTR once caused quite a panic in that era!"
"Sir, your coffee." The waiter brought the coffee.
Amuro Toru picked up the cup and took a sip, then said, "Okay, let's talk about the commission, shall we?"
Yuya nodded slightly: "Please go ahead."
Amuro Toru cleared his throat and began to speak slowly.