Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"It's very kind of Mr. Jirokichi to be willing to give us a car to use."

"Really? I think he hasn't given up the idea of ​​asking you to pay back 400 million."

"Then it depends on which of my father-in-law is willing to spend money to redeem me."

He controlled the steering wheel. Since he always drove left-hand drive cars in Japan, Yuji didn't feel uncomfortable with it. He was still in the mood to joke with Ai Haibara in the passenger seat.

"Your meat is quite valuable."

Xiao Ai rolled her eyes and looked at Los Angeles not far away while curious: "What do you think your parents will think of me?"

"Huh? Mom, hasn't she seen you before?"

Not understanding why Haibara Ai suddenly said such words, Yuji noticed that the car parked in front of him suddenly flashed its headlights twice and turned around.

"Alfa Romeo GTTCoupe is a standard Italian brand that focuses on romance. It really fits the style of international female celebrities."

Parking the four laps behind the red car, Yuji opened the door, held on to the roof and saw his mother coming out of the driver's seat. He asked first, "Why haven't you replaced your car yet?"

"You bastard! He always says things I don't like to hear."

Kudo Yukiko took out a can of coffee from her pocket and threw it towards her son. Only then did she notice Ai Haibara in the passenger seat opposite.

[That’s the genius girl who took the same medicine as Xiaoxin, and I haven’t had much direct contact with her before. 】

"I'm not lying. You don't change your car every year. This car should be one year old, right?"

"Your father bought me this car on Valentine's Day last year. Of course I have to replace it with him." The old lady put her hands on her face, but her eyes were looking at her son.

She also read the Suzuki Foundation interview news. Yuji's amnesia seemed real, even she believed it, but now it's normal.

The boy opened the coffee can but did not drink it. Instead, he walked to the passenger window and handed it in under Yukiko's surprised eyes.

"How's your head doing?"

Still unable to hold it back, Mrs. Kudo came over, held Yuji's head with both hands and checked back and forth: "How did you lose your memory?"

"The doctor said it was drug-induced. He was probably drugged accidentally in a casino organized by the Suzuki Consortium."

"Be careful next time, this is the United States."

Yukiko sighed and held her son's face: "Let's not talk about how many people have gotten something dirty. Even with your face, there must be many men here who are attracted by it."

"You are my own mother, so you can't expect me to be better." Yuji shook off his mother's restless hand and searched his pinched face: "I told you I know the way, and you still come here. What are you doing?"

"Your father sold the previous house, and now we live in a new home, so of course we have to come and take it over."

"Sold?"

The young man felt pity: "I quite like that small building. Although it only has three floors, it looks like a high-end one-family house in Japan, but it is very cozy to live in."

"No way, who let the editors find that address? Your father was planning to make a movie recently, so he accidentally left the manuscript behind."

Yukiko smiled bitterly. If she could, she wouldn't want to suddenly move out of that small building. She was already used to living there.

But every day when she opened her eyes and opened the window, she could see an editor greeting her outside the glass. Her heart couldn't bear it.

"That's not true. How many chapters are there? Hasn't his new book been written for a year?"

"Almost...half a year behind..."

"You guys are having a great time this year." Yuji raised his eyebrows and walked to the driver's seat of his car.

Under the guidance of their mother, the two cars passed through the bustling streets of Los Angeles and finally drove into an inconspicuous building in a manor.

Carrying two backpacks, Yuuji raised his head and glanced at the yard and house, which was larger than the Kudo family in Japan. He looked doubtfully at his mother who was taking out the key to open the door.

"Isn't it a lot of trouble to clean such a big yard?" "Fortunately, I asked your father not to do any gardening, so he only needs to clean the house."

As soon as he entered the house, he noticed his father's blue slippers on the shoe rack. Yuji took out a pair of guest slippers from the cabinet and placed them in front of Xiao Ai, and then went to get his own pair of Tom Sandals.

This is the insistence of the parents. No matter how many houses Kudo Yusaku and his wife buy outside, they will make the same shoe cabinet when decorating it and put their sons' slippers in it, even though they may never have it in some houses. Been there.

"Where's Dad?"

Throwing his backpack on the sofa in the living room, Yuji immediately lay down as if he had no bones in his body, rolled his eyes and watched TV.

"There was a marathon in Los Angeles today, and he went for a run."

Kudo Yukiko came out of the restaurant with a large pot of juice, asked Xiao Ai to sit down, and then found snacks.

"You actually left me alone at the door?!"

Sitting next to Yuji, she started to glare at him. She was frightened by the sound in the kitchen. Xiao Ai took a sneak peek and found that Yukiko was still looking, so she continued to glare at the boy.

"You're not saying you're afraid of my mother. You won't be afraid after being exposed to her."

When Yuji saw his mother coming with juice, he hurriedly reached out to grab it, and his claws were slapped.

"Go take a shower first."

"Oh."

After winking at Xiao Ai, the boy got off the sofa, went upstairs to find the room with his name tag, and rummaged through the closet for clothes.

"It doesn't feel like they fit well. They're all from my sixth grade. The only thing I can wear is the formal dress I bought last time."

After hanging the clothes back up, Yuji sneaked into Shinichi's room and picked out a green baseball uniform and black trousers, and also picked up a white knitted hat.

Regardless of whether it is an older brother or a younger brother, the clothes in the closet that have not been worn in several years do not smell musty. It seems that they should be washed once a week.

"Take a bath, take a bath..."

In the living room, after placing the juice in front of the girl, Yukiko smiled and explained: "When he finishes washing, let's go and wash too."

"A house this big should have more than one bathroom."

After taking a sip of juice, Xiao Ai closed her mouth and began to regret it as soon as she answered the question subconsciously.

Why are you saying this? This aunt shouldn't find her troublesome...

"This is because although there are many small bathrooms, our house has a large bath, which is very comfortable."

Yukiko then thought about something and shouted, "No, I don't have any clothes for girls to change into at home."

She raised her watch and took a look, then held her forehead: "It's tragic. At this time, the more beautiful shops are closed."

"It's okay, I brought it myself."

"No, no, if you come back from outside, even if you wash yourself carefully, there will still be a lot of germs and other things."

Kudo Yukiko blinked: "So one of the rules of the Kudo family is that you must take a shower after returning home from a long trip, and then wash all the clothes you brought back. Yes, you can wear his clothes, there are also clothes from his elementary school here clothing."

After saying that, she walked generously towards the stairs.

"No wonder Yuu just went upstairs to look for clothes."

Hui Yuan Ai murmured something in a low voice, but he didn't expect that the old mother who turned around to ask the girl about her clothes size had a strange expression at the moment.

【Yu? Isn’t this title a bit...] (End of chapter)