Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Good morning!"

Men who bowed to him kept walking past him. Tetsuo Yoshioka, who was wearing a blue official uniform, looked good and stopped Yuki Amami at the entrance of the stairs.

"Five floors above are the offices of the deputy chief and chief. The first room is the security room, with more than ten security guards sitting in it."

Pointing to the newly installed surveillance cameras, Mr. Yoshioka smiled and said, "It's very safe here. Things like before won't happen."

"You said that my job is to sort out the documents delivered to you and send them to the office." Amami Yuki was wearing a black suit and short skirt, with her hands on the handrail.

Mr. Yoshioka walked up the stairs: "It's not a big deal. There is general information inside the document. Don't open it. Just give it to me intact."

Leaving Curacao in the office assigned to her, Mr. Yoshioka walked an extra thirty meters inside and saw Minami Masamune's large office at the end...and the small office next to it.

"...Are you kidding me?"

Standing there blankly, Mr. Yoshioka pushed open the office door with trembling hands. Looking at the office, which was about the size of a two-bathroom toilet, he narrowed his eyes slightly and turned towards Minami Masamune's office.

After one night, the old man's new office was obviously much more luxurious. The originally empty reception area was decorated with expensive cushions and log coffee tables, and there were several RB paintings hanging on the walls, which increased the overall value of the house by another three or four. A zero.

"I might as well move all these things back home. I'll admit it if I actually use the toilet."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's exclamation suddenly came from behind: "What are you going to do to my baby!"

A shadow flashed by, and in the blink of an eye there was an old man standing in front of the painting and coffee table, eyes wide open and hands open to protect things like a hen.

"These paintings were passed down to me by the old man's master. I specially chartered a plane to fly them over. If you dare to touch them, I will fight you to the death!"

Mr. Yoshioka's mouth twitched, and he turned around and left the office without seeing anyone else. He closed the door and leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

"Old man, with the relationship between the two of us, how many paintings are we reluctant to part with?"

"Fart!" Nan Zhengzong stamped his feet: "I can give you my granddaughter, but not the painting!"

The two sat down at the coffee table in silence for a moment. After brewing the tea, they picked up the teacups together. Unable to hold back, Yuji slapped the teacup on the coffee table and said, "Old man, what are you doing? This is my office." Why is it so big?"

"Hey, there's nothing I can do about it."

Playing with the antique tea cup in his hand, Minami Masamune explained helplessly: "The upper floors were bombed and are still being repaired. This floor was temporarily taken out."

Thinking of the two chiefs who were fired yesterday, Mr. Yoshioka leaned over in a low voice: "You fired the chief of the Security Bureau yesterday just to free up this floor, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nan Zhengzong took out a pipe from his arms, opened a box of tobacco, compacted it tightly, lit it with a match, and took a few puffs to make the smoke stand out.

"You don't smoke, don't you?"

Waving his hands in front of him to disperse the smell of cigarette smoke, Yuji sternly refused to smoke second-hand smoke.

"It's just for fun. Painters always have to have some fun."

Nan Zhengzong put his pipe against the glass base of the pipe on the table: "There are three large offices on this floor. Originally, the office for you was arranged next to mine, but you said you wanted one next to you. The size doesn't matter, so I I asked someone to use a toilet to separate you between our two offices."

"Eh?!"

Yuji blinked and opened his mouth.

"I know, without the toilet, your office is indeed not as big as mine now, but the time and space are limited, and I even diverted the funds from the cost of repairs."

Nan Zhengzong clapped his hands indignantly: "But grandpa overcame all difficulties and met your conditions. Grandson, you don't thank me and you still want to take away my paintings. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

"Etc., etc!"

Mr. Ji Gang wiped his mouth and turned around, thinking for a long time, and asked doubtfully: "You mean, the office in front of the toilet is reserved for me?" "What's the problem?"

Minami Masamune was also confused by Yuji's question: "Didn't you go in to see it?"

If Yuji entered the first office, it would be impossible for Yuji to not know which office was reserved for him, because the decoration of that room would tell immediately that it was not prepared for a communication secretary.

Yuji, who personally pushed Amami Yuki into his office, was extremely speechless. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand why Minami Masamune put a secretary's office between the two of them.

"then what do I do?"

He can't go to Curacao and drag her out now, and then tell her that the toilet is just for her. That would be too inconsistent with Tetsuo Yoshioka's character.

"Old man, why don't you give me this office?"

Knowing that it was impossible, Yuuji sat down in the cross-legged position, holding his chin and staring at Minami Masamune with hopeful eyes. He heard an indifferent voice of rejection in his terrifying face full of love and gentleness.

"No."

Guessing what this kid might have done, Mr. Nan looked through the office window and glanced at the upper floors of the Metropolitan Police Building.

"Otherwise, you can move to the Metropolitan Police Department. There is an empty office on the top floor there, which is much bigger than mine. You can move it back after the Metropolitan Police Department is repaired."

"It's not impossible."

"But you have to pay for the renovation of the office yourself."

"I regret."

……

"This boy!"

Sitting on the sofa eating potato chips, because a message from a certain student made her angry, Kuromaru Haina chewed the snack in her mouth hard, and she could feel the temperature in the air rising even if she wasn't sitting next to her.

"what happens?"

Jin Yuanguang, holding a vacuum cleaner in his hand and wearing a pink apron in front of him, happened to enter the living room and became curious.

"He wasn't that idiot who said he didn't have an office, but the commander gave him an empty room and said he wanted to renovate it and asked me for money!"

After rubbing his hair, Kuromaru Yana turned off the TV and said angrily: "This boy, he spends money too fast these days. It's not that you don't feel bad about your own money, right?"

"I secretly attracted people's attention, which is actually not bad." Jin Yuanguang put the vacuum cleaner back to its original position: "If you don't count the top-of-the-line Rolls-Royce, it's just ordinary expenses."

As for buying a car, as a congressman, it would be too shabby if I only drive the allocated vehicle, and my family also needs the car sometimes.

"This is not the biggest headache for me." Kuromaru Yana scratched her ears: "The main reason is that Gin is coming back tonight, and the false accounts at the institute have not been completed yet."

"You charged all of his expenses to the institute's account?!"

Jin Yuanguang was stunned for a long time: "But this account should be easy to handle. After all, after checking the accounts, there is no research institute with less than tens of millions per month."

"Yeah, there's a bit too much this time..."

God knows that after Gin went to the United States, the members of the institute seemed to be instigated by someone, and they actually reached out to touch money.

Kuromaru Yana turned her head guiltily: "Probably we have to add two more zeros..." (End of this chapter)