Amuro Toru was also looking in Amamiya Yuki's direction, but he didn't step forward and instead prepared the food she ordered first.
Amamiya Yuki gave a grateful look and then devoured the food quickly.
Working in the morning is definitely very tiring.
She's so hungry right now.
Conan sat not far from Amamiya Yuki, drinking some juice. His eyes moved towards the guitar case from time to time, clearly indicating his curiosity that he suppressed.
Not far from them, Peter was silently drinking his coffee.
He was also surprised.
One was because he didn't expect Amamiya Yuki to be so diligent and the other was because of her operation.
At this moment, Peter silently felt that the workplace culture of Japanese was too terrifying.
He didn't want to follow their leads.
And then his eyes moved towards the guitar case.
'Is she so brave to bring the sniper rifle into Poirot Cafe?'
Amamiya Yuki didn't know the storm in everyone's heart. She saw the barrage and her popularity points, making her feel rather good. With this, she could buy some basic acting skills and pile it up until it reaches the intermediate level.
Otherwise, she is really nervous when meeting Gin and the others.
Good thing that she was not part of the intelligence team. She felt that her brain couldn't keep up with those people if she had to act all the time. It's better for her to remain in the action team.
Anyway, she didn't trust the lottery anymore.
It kept on giving strange skills to her.
*sigh*
"Amamiya Nee, are you done?" Conan jumped closer to Amamiya Yuki when he saw her putting down the dining utensils.
"Yes," Amamiya Yuki replied as she looked at Conan with some amusement. "Do you really want to hear me play guitar so badly? But I'm not a good player."
"It doesn't matter. I want to hear it, Amamiya Nee," Conan replied obediently, his eyes kept on moving towards the guitar case.
Amamiya Yuki smiled and opened the guitar case calmly. The guitar looked rather ordinary, one that people could find just anywhere.
After that, she put the case on the side and Conan stretched his hand.
"Can I see it, Amamiya Nee?"
"Hmm? It's up to you," Amamiya Yuki replied and she tested the sound first. After all, she really hadn't played guitar for a long time.
Conan quickly checked the guitar case while Amuro Toru looked from the side, his eyes flickered slightly. He had noticed that Conan is not an ordinary child and now that he saw Conan's action, Amuro Toru felt that something was wrong.
He saw Peter was also watching from the side.
But…
There's nothing.
How could it be?
Conan rummaged through the guitar case before Mouri Ran saw this and stopped Conan. "Conan, don't be so rude to Amamiya San."
"Ah, I'm just curious, Ran Nee," Conan quickly replied.
Amamiya Yuki chuckled. "It's fine if you want to see. It's just an ordinary guitar case."
Conan's glasses flashed when he heard Amamiya Yuki's words. It seemed that she didn't really bring any weapon here, so even if he were to go through the guitar case up and down, it would not reveal anything.
Damn it!
He should have known that it wouldn't be that easy.
…
[Conan is frustrated]
[After all, he wanted to check whether there's a sniper rifle inside.]
[Speaking of sniper rifle, I'm wondering how they could put such a big sniper rifle inside the guitar case. If there's also a guitar there, it wouldn't make sense that there are enough rooms to fit in the sniper rifle, right?]
[Huh? Who knows what kind of things are kept there.]
[Ahh, I'm curious]
…
Amamiya Yuki had already taken out the guitar and then started to play a song.
Hmm..
It was more like, she tried.
The others: "..."
Hearing how badly Amamiya Yuki played, they felt that their ears hurt.
Peter even looked at the sky and wondered whether he should buy some musical skills too.
Otherwise it would be embarrassing.
And the viewers were wailing.
They had just discovered that someone was even worse than Conan in terms of making their ears hurt.
Production team, you hurt us so badly!
"See, it's really bad." Amamiya Yuki laughed when she saw the constipated expression of the others. She didn't seem to care that much about it. "I'm tone deaf, so even though I know the notes, I can't seem to get it right when playing the music."
She shrugged nonchalantly, ready to put the guitar back.
"How about if I teach you instead, Yuki San?" Amuro Toru stepped forward kindly. "May I?"
Amamiya Yuki blinked her eyes and handed over the guitar with a smile. She saw him weighing the guitar and guessed that he suspected she put something inside.
Amamiya Yuki: "..." These detectives are too suspicious.
My sniper rifle is in the space and not here. This is the duplicate guitar case that I have for the sake of appearance.
But she still listened happily as Amuro Toru played the guitar.
Unlike her, who could make one's ear hurt in just a few seconds, Amuro Toru playing was really good. This attracted everyone's attention.
When it's done, everyone clapped their hands happily.
"You're amazing, Mr. Amuro!"
"You flatter me, Ms. Amamiya." Amuro Toru chuckled as he handed the guitar back. "If you would like it, I can teach you how to play the guitar."
It wouldn't take much time and it can be considered repayment since Amamiya Yuki had taught him so much.
"Forget it." Amamiya Yuki laughed and waved her hand. "I don't have that much interest to play if it's not because of my friend's suggestion."
"I see."
Amuro Toru naturally wouldn't force her and Amamiya Yuki put the guitar back in the case.
Conan looked at Amuro Toru and then at Amamiya Yuki. He had the feeling that Amuro Toru was also testing Amamiya Yuki.
If she's really a black party member… is it reasonable?
But it might be because not everyone in the black party knew everyone.
Conan's gaze moved a bit before he came to a decision.
No matter what, he still wanted to try.
"Amamiya Nee, do you have a gun?"