Shangchuan was a little worried, so he hung up the phone and took the motorcycle keys out.

"Where is Xiao Shun going so late?"

"Something is going to happen, come back soon."

Huokawa Shin was riding a motorcycle on the way to Mikacho. Amuro Toru told Azusa Hiromoto that it was not necessarily true to go to the hospital. But the fact that he was sick should be true. To be safe, it would be better to go to his residence first.

Uekawa Shun knew where Amuro Toru was, but he had never been there.

The motorcycle was running all the way, and it stopped downstairs of Anmuto's rental house. The room where Anmuto was located was on, and it seemed that he was at home.

"He wasn't asleep, so he didn't get my call, right?"

If you didn’t even answer the phone, what would you sleep like?

I don't know if I have had dinner, and there are no shops around here...

Uchikawa suddenly walked to the door of Amuto's room and knocked on the door. No one inside responded or made no noise.

Shangchuan Shun pulled out a piece of thin iron wire from his bracelet and tweaked it twice to open the door.

The room was as bright as daylight. Kamikawa Shun closed the door and walked straight to the side of the sofa. Amuro Toru was lying on the sofa. Judging from his posture, he should have been sitting, and then fell on the sofa while he was asleep. His coat was open, wearing the waiter's costume in the cafe, and something seemed to be stuck in his arms.

He closed his eyes, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead.

This man who has always been cautious has no idea about the arrival of Katsukawa Shun.

Shangkawa Shin reached out to touch his forehead, and his forehead was so hot.

"Why is it so hot?"

Shangchuan was not in a hurry to wake him up. He was so moved when he came in that he didn't wake up, and he obviously slept very heavily.

He moved him a little and changed him to a comfortable position. Amuro Toru seemed to have noticed something, and there were signs of waking up, but his head swayed twice and he still didn't open his eyes.

"How long has it been since you have a good rest?"

Guaikawa muttered a few words softly, feeling helpless about the other party's inability to rest.

If Poirot Cafe is physically busy, then the organization and the police are completely mentally busy. During the period of time at Shangchuan Shun's house, there was a lot of free time, but it was obvious that it was impossible to get out of leisure in the cafe.

Originally, both physically and mentally were highly exhausted, but the phone call on Chuan Shun at noon was like a fuse, completely igniting the long-standing fatigue.

Guaikawa suddenly lifted Anmuro's jacket, and he really had a thermometer under his armpit.

Shangchuan Shun pulled out and saw that it was 39.2°, and it was already a high fever.

"It's good to be sick, so I'm going to have a good rest."

Shangkawa Shun walked into the bathroom, took a towel and applied it to his forehead to cool down, and then took a quilt from the bedroom to cover him.

Amuro opened his eyes in a daze. He lay on the sofa at some point, covered himself with a quilt and took off his shoes.

The incandescent lamp above his head was emitting light, and he stared at it for a long time before he gradually recovered.

He felt his head heavy, and he reached out to touch it, with a wet towel covering his forehead. He sat up and looked at the kitchen in a daze.

The kitchen is on lights, and some movement is coming from the kitchen.

Amuro Toru stood up, his head was still a little drowsy, which made him feel a little unsteady for a while.

Shun Kawakawa was cooking porridge. There were no other ingredients in the place where Amuro lived, except rice, and only one piece of meat and a few eggs were left in the refrigerator.

Shangchuan Shun could only cook some lean meat porridge so that he would not be hungry when he woke up.

"A Shun, why are you here?" Amuroto held the door frame and looked at Ukawa Shun who appeared in the kitchen in surprise.

When did he come?

"Awakened? How is your health? Is it better?" Shangchuan Shun turned the fire down. He woke up just right, and the porridge was already ready.

He put it in a bowl and brought it to the living room. Amuto followed him, and for a moment he didn't know what to ask.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Kurakawa Shun noticed that he only wore socks on his feet.

Amuro looked down at his feet and was indeed not wearing shoes. He was a little anxious to see who was in the kitchen, but he didn't pay attention to whether he was wearing shoes.

"Forgot."

Shangchuan Shun put the porridge on the coffee table and reached out to his forehead.

Yamuro stood there in a daze, letting him move.

In a trance, he felt that the character seemed to have turned around and he became the person who needed to be taken care of.

"The temperature has dropped a lot, but it's still quite hot. If you're still uncomfortable, it's better to go to the hospital."

Shangchuan Shun originally came to see if something happened to him, and if he had nothing to do, he would go back directly. But after getting busy, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

"When did you come?" Amuto sat down, picked up the porridge and scooped it. The porridge that had just been out of the pot was still hot. Although he blew it, he still burned a bunch of bubbles on his tongue.

"I didn't answer the phone call. I was a little worried that something had happened to you, so I came here. You are really, why don't such a big person take good care of yourself? You don't go to the hospital if you have such a severe fever. If I don't come, you will probably catch a cold again. The fever will be even worse by then. What should I do if my brain is burned out..."

Amuro looked at him blankly, and the spoon in his hand stopped moving.

When will A Shun have the potential for a mother?

He opened his mouth and said nothing.

He put down the bowl, took out his cell phone and looked at it. There were several missed calls on it. Guestawa Shun called one, Azusa Tomoto called two, and Ginji called one.

"Since you're awake, I'll go back first. It's so late, my mother will talk about me again later." Shangchuan Shun didn't plan to stay here anymore. She said she would go back after a while when she went out. It's almost two hours.

Toru Amuro put away his cell phone and did not rush to call Gin.

"Yeah, be careful on the way."

"By the way, I originally called to tell you about Boss Bai. You don't have to worry about Boss Bai. I plan to ask Kid to help me. Then let Kid appear as me, so that he can also dispel his suspicion of me."

"Just be sure of yourself." Toru Amuro nodded. He really didn't have to worry about Kid's help.

Tori Amuro's mental state is still not very good, and Mikawa Shun is still worried about him, "I suggest you should take a few days off, you are too tired."

"I know, I will rest." Toru Amuro felt helpless. Apart from his mother, Mitsuka was the second person to talk to him like this.

He is obviously much bigger than him...

"By the way, the fire in the kitchen is not turned off, the porridge is still hot. Remember to turn it off, don't fall asleep again after a while..."

"I know, I know..."

Shangkawa suddenly turned around in one step, "If you still feel uncomfortable tomorrow, go to the hospital..."

"knew......"

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Amuro turned the phone to mute it.
Chapter completed!