Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

Chapter 65 I'm Not a Devil

After saying goodbye to the Phantom Thieves, Yuji took the three of them to a Japanese-style restaurant.The four of them chose a private room and closed all the surrounding doors, creating a closed space.

"It turns out that his father is that well-known magician, Mr. Kuroba Touichi." Xiaolan heard about Kuroba Kaito's life experience, and suddenly felt sorry for the unfamiliar boy: "It's a pity that Mr. He passed away a few years ago, so losing his father at such a young age must have been very hard."

...To be precise, it's not that he lost his father, it's just that his father is not around.

Yuji glanced at Suzuki Yuko, and heard the girl talking about her daily life with the Kuroba couple that day, Kuroba Kaito's son must have been completely freed.

"I'll go get some makeup."

Taking out a small cosmetic bag from the pouch, Suzuki Yuko got up and left the seat, and opened the partition door.

"Fix up your makeup? But Yuko doesn't seem to wear makeup at all?"

Xiaolan didn't understand, so Yuji raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"Is it most common for women to touch up their makeup after kissing and going to the toilet? She is not going to touch up her makeup, she just wants to go to the toilet."

Sonoko picked up the matcha powder on the table and poured some into the cup, then brewed four cups of matcha with boiling water.

The waiter quickly served the dishes. Seeing that Yuko Suzuki hadn't come back, Yuji opened the door impatiently and went out. He made two turns in the aisle, and then saw Yuko Suzuki being held by a frivolous The high school students were blocked at the corner.

"Hey, why don't you give me your phone number? It's rare that you look so cute. You're so ignorant."

At this moment, the girl surrounded by boys did not have the domineering and pride she had facing Yuji that day, she just hugged her arms and tried to step back a little.

Unfortunately, her back was already stuck to the corner of the wall, Suzuki Yuko trembled slightly, her eyes seemed to see the left hand that the other party wanted to reach out, so she tilted to the right.

"Don't come here! Go away!"

The boy seemed to be irritated, he grabbed Suzuki Yuko's hair: "Damn it, who do you think you are... ah..."

An electric shock bomb hit him directly, and the high school student fell to the ground. In Suzuki Yuko's eyes, he was still shaking, but his eyes seemed a little fierce.

Yuji walked to the two of them and squatted down. He smacked his mouth, and then shot the man again in displeasure.

"Hey! He saw your face, and you will be taken away by the police if you attack people with electric shock bullets at will!" Suzuki Yuko slowed down, and she hurried forward to stop Yuji.

"It doesn't matter, more than 80.00% of the police officers in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department are friends with my father."

"It's not that kind of question!"

The boy closed the electric shock device again and made it the size of a magnetic tape. He looked at Suzuki Yuko's hair that was raised up after being caught, pulled the girl's bag, and took out a pair of eyebrow trimming scissors from it.

The boy cut off the hair and put the severed blond hair in a plastic bag.Looking at her hair in the small mirror as if it had been chewed by Edogawa III, Suzuki Yuko pouted in displeasure.

Yuji followed Suzuki Yuko to the bathroom and stood at the door, trying to comfort her with small talk.

"Why are you so afraid of men?"

After a while of silence, the girl began to tell stories to the boy.

"There was once a girl whose father was Japanese and her mother was American. In places like the United States, white people discriminate against black people, and black people discriminate against yellow people.

Although the quality of students in private schools is much better than that in community schools, the girl with an Asian face was still bullied. She wanted to seek help from her female classmates, but she was bullied even worse by the boys. "

Yuji remained silent, which was also the reason why he didn't want to live with his parents in America.

The sound of washing hands came from inside. The girl wiped off the water on her hands with a handkerchief, and she returned to her previous arrogant appearance.

"That person doesn't think I'm beautiful. It's just that taking a mixed-race person like me is very honorable in the eyes of his friends."

Suzuki Yuko put the handkerchief back into her pocket and smoothed her hair: "To the people on both sides, we are just foreign objects and monsters."

Yuji couldn't listen anymore. He stretched out his hand and slapped the girl on the head, and then handed the bag with the blond hair to Suzuki Yuko.

"What are you talking about! Although everyone's appearance is different, don't we all have the same flesh and blood under the different colors of skin?"

Suzuki Yuko was stunned for a moment. She took the plastic bag stupidly and looked at the boy in front of her.

"And I think your blonde hair is pretty pretty too."

...same as Amuro-san.

In Suzuki Yuko's eyes, the boy who finished speaking this sentence suddenly stopped.

Yuji's expression suddenly became serious, he covered his mouth and meditated silently.

Usami-san's gentleness and culinary expertise, Kaori-san's occasional black belly, and Suzuki Yuko's blond hair.Why does it feel like they all have the characteristics of Mr. Amuro?

"Suzuki! I may have fallen in love with a man named Amuro Toru!" Yuji looked up at the girl.

"Huh? How did you suddenly jump from the topic just now to this!"

Suzuki Yuko glared at Yuji, then ran back to the private room, leaving only the boy at the toilet door.

.........

In the evening, sitting on the sofa, Suzuki Yuko looked at Shiji Suzuya in front of her, with her legs crossed, and the pamphlet of Edogawa III in her hand.

"Master Yuko, those people have all been investigated."

"who are they?"

Suzuya Shiji took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began to explain the background of these people to Suzuki Yuko.

After listening for about 3 minutes, seeing Suzuki Yuko's raised hand, Suzuya Shiji closed his mouth and waited for the lady's order.

"In other words, they're just a bunch of trashy gangsters from a trashy school, right?"

"Strictly speaking, they are members of a high school trash gang called the Shinsengumi in Yoneka Town. They are not ordinary trash gangsters."

Yuko picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV, preparing to fill in the missing animation of Edogawa III.

"The Shinsengumi... who is their boss? Does he have a good background?"

"No, they're all just normal people."

There was only disdain left on Yuko's face, she lay down on the back of the sofa, and touched the part that Yuji lost in the afternoon.

Her hand stopped again, and she took out a photo of Miyano Shiho from her pocket, staring at the moonlight madly.

"Forget it, I'm not a devil." Yuko looked at Suzuya Shiji.

"I understand. Send those people to Thailand first, then to South Korea, and finally let them make their debut in Shibuya."

"How many people? How many people are there in the Shinsengumi?"

Suzuya Shiji looked at the eldest lady in bewilderment, and seemed to understand something, she blinked and began to quickly flip through the documents in her hand.

After 10 minutes, Ms. Suzuya finally came up with the answer. She looked at Yuko Suzuki on the sofa and hesitated.

"...About...62 people..."

Yuko opened a bag of potato chips and put the snack in her mouth.

"From a trash bum to a radiant Shibuya idol, is there anyone kinder than me? Absolutely not!"

"That's right, Miss Yuko is the kindest girl in the world." Shiji Suzuya nodded in affirmation.

"Remember to find the best doctor to do it for them."

"understood."

(End of this chapter)