Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 857 - 514: The Corner Café3

"Absolutely true."

Kang Zimin lifted her hair at the temples, revealing a fierce scar running from her temple to her forehead, leaving a bald patch in her bangs that she had to cover with the hair from the back.

Imdiately, she realized this might be a bit presumptuous: "Sorry, did I scare you..."

"No worries, no worries." Mori Ran waved her hand repeatedly. She was about to say sothing when Kang Zimin exclaid, "We’re here! I know the owner of this shop, he’s really nice!"

Kang Zimin pushed open the coffee shop door, the doorbell jingling. Mori Ran stood outside, seeing a tall young man by the water station. His appearance was unfamiliar, but those slightly playful eyes were especially familiar.

Mori Ran couldn’t help but smile.

Through the glass window, she watched Kang Zimin greet the coffee shop owner. The shop wasn’t busy, with only one custor, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, who looked familiar. She was focused, writing sothing intently, with a steaming cup of coffee beside her.

It was clear Kang Zimin liked the shop owner. Her tone was cheerful as she, like showing off a treasure, displayed a prize, talking so engrossedly that she forgot the guest she had brought over, leaving her outside the door.

"Ah, maybe I misheard."

Mori Ran left in a hurry, pulling out a notebook from her pocket. She bit the pen cap and scribbled in her inspiration notebook:

"Don’t ask why Mona Lisa smiles, nor why Vienna is armless"

"Perhaps there’s no ending in this world that can satisfy everyone"

...

"Really, this exclusive novel edition can’t be bought elsewhere! It’s very precious!" Kang Zimin emphasized.

The store owner didn’t believe her, half-squinting and questioning, "What’s the difference between the novel content and the regular edition?"

"No, there’s no difference... but the font is different! And look at this cover, it feels so high-quality!" Kang Zimin patted the hardcover cover, "Look, touch it, it’s like a family heirloom!"

"They’re just fooling you," the shop owner said, wiping the counter with a cloth, the rolled-up sleeves of his white shirt revealing fair and strong arms, "In a few days, the store will probably start selling ’exclusive editions’, and the ones you have were probably just picked from the warehouse as spare stock."

"No way! Absolutely impossible!"

Kang Zimin waved her small hand before rembering Miss Mori: "You can ask... huh?" She looked back and around, "Where’s Miss Mori?"

The young girl sitting nearby said, "Are you talking about the woman standing outside the door? She left a while ago."

"Eh——"

Kang Zimin hurriedly ran out, but didn’t see a trace of Miss Mori. She picked up her phone and received a text ssage:

"Sorry, sothing urgent ca up. Let’s chat another day."

Kang Zimin looked at this ssage, feeling deeply guilty. It was rare for Miss Mori to want to chat with her, but she had left her aside, which was really impolite.

"I should be the one apologizing. Next ti you’re free, I’ll definitely treat you to coffee."

She lowered her head to type a reply and waited for a long ti without getting a response, sowhat disappointedly returning to the coffee shop.

"Boss, give a glass of milk."

Kang Zimin sat by the coffee bar, snapping her fingers with the flair of ordering whiskey, "It’s such a pity, I feel Miss Mori has the potential to be a detective."

"Still thinking about being a detective, huh? Aren’t you over thirty? Can’t you do sothing proper?" The shop owner poured a hot glass of milk and pushed it in front of her.

"I’m only twenty-nine!" Kang Zimin imdiately corrected him.

After speaking, she gulped down the milk and let out a satisfying long sigh, slamming the cup on the table with a bang.

Her upper lip now ringed with milk froth, she puffed up her chest and proudly announced loudly:

"I’m a woman who will beco a famous detective!"

(The End)