Chapter 157 Brownie in Memory

When it comes to Sherlock Holmes, Conan's interest rises to a terrifying level: "Everyone will participate in a reasoning competition in the hotel, and the winner will get the first version of Sherlock Holmes' "A Study in Scarlet"! That is very worth collecting. book of!"

"It should be worth a lot of money, right?" Mouri Kogoro asked with squinted eyes.

"Don't sell it!" Conan Hudu said righteously, "If I can get that book, I will treasure it well and worship it every day!"

"Yeah, kids are kids. And so is Hattori Heiji from Kansai. He's just like Conan. He always likes to make his own decisions in everything he does." Mouri Kogoro suddenly stopped as he spoke, and he cast a meaningful expression at Nobutushige. His eyes said, "Asano."

Nobushige smiled back: "What's the matter, Mr. Mori?"

"Since you also want to join this messy tour group..."

Conan emphasized from the side: "It's the Sherlock Holmes Mystery Tour Group!"

Mouri Kogoro ignored his protest: "Ahem, since you are going too, why not take a look at Conan, this naughty kid?"

"what do you mean?"

"I have an important commission and I need to see the client."

Mouri Kogoro's pretense of seriousness was very interesting, and Nobuhiro's eyes were filled with smiles. He said rather wickedly: "Oh, what kind of commission? I don't even know that I am your agent."

"...Cough cough cough cough!" Mouri Kogoro choked on the water he was drinking.

Nobushige patted his back and handed him a napkin.

"Anyway, I'm very busy tomorrow. I originally wanted Xiaolan to accompany Conan, but after all, she is still underage, and she is a child herself." Mouri Kogoro pushed Conan towards Nobushige, "Then it's decided, tomorrow I will ask Conan to come down directly to you, and you should also take the shuttle sent by Hiroyuki Kanaya, right?"

Nobushige supported Conan and said, "Hattori will rent a car to pick up Conan and I tomorrow, don't worry."

Mouri Kogoro showed a satisfied look: "Oh, you still make me feel at ease, Asano."

Conan glanced at Mouri Kogoro with half-moon eyes and clicked his tongue twice.

Then you get an iron fist!

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" Conan covered his head and squatted down.

"What did you look like just now, you little kid!" Mouri Kogoro put away his fists and snorted coldly, "Remember to listen to Asano in the next few days and don't run around without an adult to accompany you. If you encounter... ahem, It shouldn’t be that easy to encounter a murder case.”

Nobuhiro: "..."

Uncle Maoli's mouth seems to be open.

…

After all, Nobuhiro underestimated the horror of workaholics.

He didn't expect that after signing the agreement the day before and repeatedly stressing that he could come back after classes, Toru Amuro would still be waiting at the door of Ritsufeng's music classroom early the next morning.

Earlier than Azusa Enomoto and Nobushige himself.

"Good morning, Mr. Asano!" Toru Amuro greeted Nobutushige with a smile, and shook the lunch box in his hand. "I also made breakfast for you."

Nobuhiro sighed silently, and took advantage of the blind spot in his field of vision when he opened the door to quietly put the other spare mobile phone he brought out this morning to a place where it would not be easily noticed, and then showed him a gentle smile: "Good morning, today Why are you coming so early when you don’t have any classes?”

Fortunately, he didn't let Silla come over today. Silla didn't disguise herself. It would be very detrimental to him if Bourbon saw him in the organization.

But no matter what, it’s really nice to be able to see Fangtani Rei’s familiar face in such daily life and hear his voice saying good morning.

For him and Fangtani Rei, the more ordinary life is the most difficult.

Nobuhiro didn't know how long this dullness could last.

But look at the weird timeline of Ke Xue’s world——

That... maybe it's quite a long time?

"I come early so I can participate in the whole day's work in the music classroom. These are precious assets to me." Toru Amuro very considerately helped Nobushige turn on the chandelier, "I'm making brownies, try it. Sample."

Nobushige watched as Toru Amuro opened the lunch box and placed the chocolate-colored cake inside on the table.

As soon as the lid is opened, a sweet and slightly bitter smell hits your face. You know it must be delicious without tasting it.

However, seeing the cake, Nobuhiro hesitated.

"I specially whipped a portion of the cream to ensure a softer texture." Toru Amuro was unaware of Nobushige's abnormality. He took out a fork and handed it to him, "I put less sugar and butter, maybe a little Bitter, but this bitter taste makes people even more fascinated."

Whip the cream, add only half of the sugar and butter...

Nobuhiro took a deep breath before taking the fork, taking a small piece of cake and putting it into his mouth.

The familiar taste suddenly filled his entire mouth.

The outside of the cake is as crispy as a cookie, but the inside has the soft texture of a sponge cake. The entrance is slightly sweet, and the sweetness is shallow but long-lasting. It complements the bitterness of the aftertaste. It is not abrupt and sharp, but is balanced and coordinated. It seems that sugar and chocolate have reached the perfect ratio. One point more or less is a failure.

"How about it?"

Facing Toru Amuro's expectant eyes, Nobuhiro paused before saying, "It's delicious."

Amuro Toru immediately laughed: "I thought most people might not like this taste, but it's great that you like it!"

Yes, the taste was unacceptable to most people, but it made him miss it so much.

Because it was the taste I remembered from my childhood, originating from a failed cooking attempt by Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Oh, good morning, Mr. Asano!" Azusa Enomoto hurried into the store, "It's raining outside...Eh? Who are you?"

Toru Amuro smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am Toru Amuro, the guitar teacher at Ritsufeng Music Classroom."

"Ah..." Azusa Enomoto quickly put the wet umbrella aside and held Toru Amuro's hand, "Hello, my name is Azusa Enomoto."

It was only when Xinfan passed her that he noticed that the sky outside the window had turned gloomy at some point, and it was raining lightly.

He sighed with emotion: "The weather has changed so much. When I went out in the morning, the sky was still clear."

"Yeah, luckily I always carry an umbrella." Azusa Enomoto suddenly looked up at the table in the front hall in surprise, "It smells so good..."

Toru Amuro turned sideways and gave up his position: "I brought breakfast. Do you want to eat some together?"

Hearing this, Azusa Enomoto smiled and took the fork: "Okay, I like desserts the most. In fact, I have always wanted to find a job in a dessert shop or cafe, so that I can...well, it's so bitter."

She frowned and said rather strangely: "Is this some new dessert? It feels different from ordinary cakes."

She didn't even think it could be called a dessert at all. Its sweetness was too weak to cover up the bitterness of the chocolate.