Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

Chapter 192 Husband, it’s time to eat...

"What!" x2
An exclamation came from behind Yuji, and at almost the same moment, his head was pinned on the table by two aunts, unable to move.

"Because Uncle Mori has a lot of old clothes in his closet, and most of them are Aunt Eri's old clothes. I found it after digging through three boxes."

Patting the hand on the back of the head, Yuu put his palms together and bowed.

"Please, two beauties, can you let go of my head first?"

Yuji's face was pressed hard again, and his clasped hands shook and clasped the edge of the table.

"Who is it, me or Eri?!"

"Say it quickly! Who is it?!"

You just looked indifferent, why are you so excited now?Ahhh! ! !Brain. The brain is trembling, trembling, trembling! ! !
"I don't know...I can't see the words clearly."

In fact, although the words can't be seen clearly, the number of words is still okay. With three words, it's obvious who Uncle Maori has chosen.

"Master's hand, why did you raise your hand?"

Except for Yuji, whose head was pressed on the table, everyone in the room noticed the monitoring of the listening room on the monitor at this moment, watching Mikio Fujieda raise his arms, as if surrendering.

"Mikio!" Mushroom Head suddenly pushed away the people in front of the monitor, holding the monitor's hand tightly and getting excited: "He was knocked down!"

Shaking his head, Yuji sat on the ground and saw the fat man lying on the ground through the gap in the mushroom-headed arm. His eyes were wide open and motionless.

.........

Was Mikio Fujieda really shot to death?
Sitting on the ground, Yuji looked at the screen suspiciously, observing the expressions of Mr. Butler and Mushroom Head.

The mushroom head is very worried, but he is worried that the excitement hidden underneath cannot be hidden from Yukiko and Yuji at all. Her acting skills are so bad that only Conan in the Kudo family may not be able to notice it.

Wait, Conan is no longer a member of the Kudo family anyway. If you change it, everyone in the Kudo family can see Mushroom Head's poor acting skills.

This is also normal, with such a large manor and a sky-high deposit, Mushroom Head probably will be able to eat and drink for the rest of his life after Mikio Fujieda's death.

As for Mr. Butler, why is he also a little bit happy, and his breathing has obviously lengthened a lot, more like excitement than fear.

"Let's go, go to the audio-visual room!"

Running in the corridor of the villa, looking at Conan who had the shortest legs but ran the fastest, Yuuji gasped and wished he could punch Conan on the head right now.

"The door is closed and cannot be opened!"

Taking a few steps back, Xiaolan, who had just taken a deep breath and was about to hit the door, immediately noticed Yuji standing in front of her and watched him pull out a small arc-shaped stick with three wires on the top from his pocket. , turn the key and open the door easily.

Speechlessly staring at the housekeeper holding a pistol outside the window, Yuji sighed and blocked the women and children behind him.

"I suppose there is nothing to say, Mr. Steward?"

The boy threw away the lockpick in his hand, raised his hand and took two steps forward. When he stopped next to Mikio Fujieda, he stretched out his legs and kicked the man twice in the stomach. He found that he was still breathing and clicked. nod.

"You haven't done anything irreversible yet, please stop."

Yuji walked to the window step by step and found that Mr. Butler was hesitant. He grabbed the muzzle of the pistol and dismantled the entire gun in three strokes, leaving only the pistol grip.

Half an hour later, Mikio Fujieda finally woke up. He looked at the coffee that had been given sleeping pills by the butler, and he threw the cup on the ground vigorously, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then we will take this gentleman away."

After bidding farewell to Matsuda Jinpei who came to take in the prisoner, Yuji reassembled the gun and kept playing with it.

"It's a pity that there are only eight bullets, and the gun is of poor quality, not as good as my Ruger."

Since Feiyingli not only found the prisoner who sent the threatening letter, but also saved her own life, Mikio Fujieda politely added another 1000 million yen and wrote a check for 2000 million yen.

On the way home, Yuji leaned against his mother tiredly, kicked Conan aside and fell asleep.

"Wake up, Yuji, we're here!"

Opening his eyes and looking at the Mori Detective Agency by the side of the road, the boy yawned and raised his head from his mother's lap.

"Why is this the Maori Detective Agency? Why don't we go home?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Fei Yingli turned her head: "Sleep here tonight, it's already very late now."

Nodding, Yuji opened the car door with his hand, looked at Conan who was squeezed into the corner of the back seat, opened his mouth and laughed, showing a row of white teeth.

Walking up the stairs of the office, Yuji seemed to hear a voice in the office and shook his head. Thinking it was an illusion, he followed the Mori family into the third floor, changed his slippers and was about to take a bath when he was stopped by Fei Erli and Kudo Yukiko down.

"Wait! Where is the voting paper?!" x2
Do you still remember it?
.........

After laying out the mattress and quilt in Conan's room, Yuji sat on the floor and looked at his mother, who was hugging her knees and looking at the wall, and sighed helplessly.

"What, this is not normal. How do you think Uncle Maori will vote for you?"

Conan wiped his hair with a towel and walked in with a plate of apples. He looked at the old mother on the bed, handed the apples to his younger brother and sat on the ground.

"Auntie is already cooking, you can eat soon!"

Decisively getting into bed, Yuuji thrust twice and kicked Conan out who was also trying to get in.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Pointing to his mother on the bed, Yuji's voice sounded muffled because of the quilt.

"You either choose this one or the one next door."

Come on, stupid Oni-chan, let’s choose, is it a cute and awesome middle-aged aunt, or a youthful and beautiful childhood sweetheart, the answer is obvious, isn’t it?
You are too bad, brother dog!
Kicking Yuuji's ass, Conan turned around under Yukiko's expectant eyes, and smiled filially.

"Sister Xiaolan! Can I sleep with you tonight?!"

hateful!Shinichi, wait for your mother!

While the third floor was jubilant, in the office on the second floor, Mori Kogoro, who was tied to the sofa by Fei Yingli with a rope and could not move, looked at the note left by his daughter on the coffee table, his eyes dazed.

"I'm just drunk, why did you tie me up!"

Who will untie me, I'm hungry!
The door was opened, and the sound of high heels colliding with the ground was very clear to Kogoro Mori's ears. He looked at his wife holding a plate of black mud, and broke away excitedly from her restraints.

"Eri, what are you going to do? No, I was wrong! I shouldn't play mahjong, play small steel balls, or bet on horses..." Mouri Kogoro's tears flowed out of his eyes. Wet the sofa under the body.

"So, don't feed me with a spoon!"

(End of this chapter)