Chapter 556 Dessert
If you ask Conan and the others other questions, they can still answer them, but if you ask them what the main dish of a roadside restaurant is, they will definitely be clueless.

But if you ask Mitsuhiko, he should know.

As expected by Ayumi, Mitsuhiko replied, "I've researched before, and the best dessert in this restaurant is 'Beach Sunday', which is a dish designed by the store manager himself."

Just as Mitsuhiko was introducing, Conan turned his head and looked towards the door of the restaurant.

Because at this time, a new guest came and attracted Conan's attention.

"My name is Ohara." The middle-aged man in a suit said, "I have made an appointment with the guest."

"Okay, please follow me." The restaurant waiter took the middle-aged man to a location close to the street.

Next to this location is not a wall, but a glass curtain wall, through which you can see the street outside.

The customer that the middle-aged man made an appointment with was a slightly plump young man who looked quite arrogant.

Conan looked away.

At this time, Mitsuhiko asked: "Conan, Xiaoyu, what dessert would you like to order?"

Conan reacted and replied perfunctorily: "I'll just be the same as you guys."

"Me too." Ze Yu said with a smile.

"Ditto." Huibara Ai nodded slightly.

"I second the motion." Hiroki still adhered to the principle of 'the minority obeys the majority', even when ordering dishes.

"I understand." Mitsuhiko said to the waiter beside him, "Then let's have seven glasses of 'Beach Sunday'."

"Okay, I'll be right there." The waiter made a note in the notebook and turned away.

Soon, seven cups of dessert were served.

Yuan Tai looked at the dessert in front of him with great surprise and said happily, "Great, it looks delicious!"

Yuantai and the other two started moving at the speed of light.

Hiroki and Haibara Ai picked up the spoons and enjoyed the food slowly, not as impatient as Genta and the others.

Ze Yu and Conan didn't start eating.

"Conan, don't you want to eat?" Ze Yu looked at Conan and asked curiously.

"My stomach hasn't been feeling well lately," Conan replied.

"So that's how it is." Ze Yu nodded in sudden realization.

"Xiao Yu, then why don't you eat?" Conan asked in return.

Just as Ze Yu was about to answer, he saw Yuan Tai reach out and take Conan's dessert in front of him.

"Conan, since you don't want to eat it, give it to me." Yuan Tai said happily.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Conan smiled helplessly. He really couldn't do anything about Yuanta.

Ze Yu silently pushed his dessert in front of Yuan Tai: "Then I'll give you mine too."

"That's great!" Yuan Tai looked excited.

Conan ignored all this. He quietly turned his head and observed the table next to the glass curtain wall.

He always felt that there was something wrong with these two guests.

Sure enough, the two guys started arguing.

"What? You want me to design flyers again?" The slightly fat young man said unhappily, "You are a rubbish company and you are wasting my talent!"

"This is urgent." The middle-aged man named 'Ohara' said, "We have to go to the streets to distribute flyers this weekend. You have a few days."

"Really? Can't you just reject this kind of rubbish job?" The slightly plump young man shook his head. "Don't waste my time on this kind of crap!"

"That won't work." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

The two people had different ideas and their thinking was inconsistent, which gradually led to conflicts.

"I can't stay in your company anymore." "Can't you think about it again? Is it for money? I can give you a raise."

"Come on, you want a raise in a rubbish company like yours that's about to go bankrupt?"

"The company's situation will improve soon."

"Don't try to trick me with this. Do you think I'm a kid who just entered society?"

The quarrel between the two gradually became more intense.

Ze Yu looked over.

Of course he knew what it was about.

It is normal for conflicts to arise when a boss who likes to make big promises meets an employee who is eager to change jobs.

It is difficult to say who is right or wrong in this matter. It can only be said that it is a matter of stance.

As the conflict escalated, Ohara seemed to be irritated and he made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Conan stared quietly in the direction of the toilet.

Yuantai patted his stomach. In front of him were three empty cups.

He ate all three desserts.

"It's so delicious!" Yuan Tai said happily.

"Yuanta, you ate too many desserts at once, you'll get an upset stomach." Mitsuhiko frowned and said with some concern.

"How is that possible?" Yuan Tai smiled.

Then, as if it was retribution, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Yuan Tai's expression changed instantly. He stood up and said with a grin, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, he immediately rushed to the toilet.

Conan was just about to remind Genta that there was someone in the bathroom, but Genta had already run away.

After a while, Yuan Tai ran out of the toilet and said anxiously, "There's someone in the toilet. I'm so worried!"

"I knocked on the door several times, but the person inside didn't respond to me." Yuan Tai looked frustrated.

Just then, the door of the toilet was opened and Ohara walked out. He bit his fingers with a complicated expression.

Seeing the people in the bathroom leave, Yuantai rushed over without much thought.

Conan shifted his gaze from Genta to Ohara until the other person sat down and picked up a pen.

Seeing this, Conan frowned: "He was clearly using his left hand before, why did he switch to his right hand after going to the toilet?"

"And why did he..."

Just when Conan was lost in thought, Ze Yu touched his thoughts.

"Conan." Ze Yu suddenly said, "Are you wondering why he licks the fingers of his left hand?"

"Ah..." Conan reacted and nodded, saying, "I do have this doubt."

"You don't need to think about this question to know it." Ze Yu said calmly: "After the uncle went to the toilet, he changed his hand to hold the pen, which must mean that the original hand was inconvenient."

"Also, he was licking his fingers. If it wasn't a habit, then his fingers were injured, or there was no paper in the toilet."

"Huh? There's no paper in the toilet?" Ayumi blinked her big watery eyes in surprise.

"Of course, this is just a guess." Ze Yu smiled slightly and did not comment.

Huiyuan Ai looked at him helplessly: "Xiaoyu, stop making trouble, we are in the restaurant."

Haibara Ai's meaning was very clear, that is, to let Ze Yu shut up and not ruin his appetite.

(End of this chapter)