Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"You were actually shopping in the mall when your husband was attacked. Little Leaf, you really are not suitable for Hiraji-kun."

"It was just a coincidence. I rushed over as soon as I heard the news that Heiji was attacked!"

In the ward of Hakodate Hospital, Hattori Heiji, who was lying on the bed eating an apple, stared helplessly at the two girls arguing in front of him, and thought of Edogawa Conan who was still unconscious in the bed next to him.

"You two keep your voices down..."

"Shut up Heiji!"

Hattori Heiji, who was yelled at, sighed and turned to look at Mouri Ran, who was holding Conan's hand and wiping away her tears silently with a panicked look on her face.

"He's fine. He just inhaled too much anesthetic spray and will be unconscious for a few hours."

"I know." Xiaolan wiped the elementary school student's dry face with a wet wipe: "I just don't understand why I was attacked for no reason."

"I'm afraid it has something to do with the dead lawyer."

Iori Muga answered, interrupting the girls' quarrel, who were already tired of listening to it: "The first possibility is that Kugaki Sumitu's death was related to something troublesome, so the murderer killed you in order to avoid being discovered."

"The second possibility is that the golf bag, the thing that disappeared inside, was deliberately attacked to divert attention."

Hattori Heiji lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed: "No matter which possibility it is, it is very reasonable."

The ward gradually became quiet. No one wanted to disturb the two people who were still awake and thinking, so they wanted to mute the TV in the ward. Ooka Hongye took the remote control and found that the TV seemed to be playing emergency news.

"Look!"

In the news, a large truck directly knocked over a taxi, and then the news jumped to the host's report.

"The latest news is that the famous cartoonist Kudo Yuji was killed in a terrorist attack half an hour ago. There were 15 explosions in the city. Currently, the police bureau and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department have taken control and isolated nearby residents. Hakodate has entered a level one alert state."

The scene switches to the moment when the taxi explodes, followed by a live broadcast of the kendo tournament.

"You must be joking..." Yuanshan Heye waved his hands stiffly: "Because that's Yuuji, how could it be possible?"

"Iori?"

Ooka Hongye also looked at the bodyguard seriously: "Do we have any news?"

"Mr. Nan seems to have just sent an anti-terrorist team, which is expected to arrive in Hakodate in an hour." Iori Muga hesitated: "We should evacuate from Hokkaido first. Although the entire city is currently blocked by the Self-Defense Forces, if we leave in the name of the Ooka family..."

I still have some feelings for the naughty boy Iori Muga, but I feel even more sad for Ooka Momiji and Toyama Kazuha, who I am closer to.

"Heiji?!"

Hattori Heiji jumped off the hospital bed, pulled out the needle, and prepared to change his clothes.

"That boy must not be dead. I have to go find him."

"Then I'll stay here." Ran Mouri looked at Hattori Heiji seriously, took out the key to the Kawasaki motorcycle from her pocket and threw it to Hattori Heiji.

"I will try to keep everyone waiting in this room until Conan wakes up."

"Ah."

……

"Dead."

Dequan looked at the body on the bed in front of him, his hands behind his back indifferently: "After all, he is just an ordinary junior high school student. How could he really trust others so easily?"

Holding the Glock, Dequan laughed, took out the magazine and glanced at it: "The expression on his face when he found out that I was pointing a gun at him and the gun in his hand was empty was really pleasant."

The bodyguards in suits around him all looked at him with complicated expressions, then turned their heads away collectively, not wanting to watch any further.

"Hey, Uncle Dequan, your acting isn't perverted enough."

At the very outside of the crowd, Yuji, who was sitting in a corner holding a drawing board, was extremely dissatisfied. He waved his fist to express his thoughts: "What if the new cadres in our comics are not annoying enough for children? The adventure team must face new tests." "Yuji, do you really want to draw the comics well? At least change something more reasonable to play the corpse?"

Dequan helplessly picked up the one-legged beautiful girl figurine on the bed and said, "What is this?"

"Shi Xiao is indeed a junior high school student, right?" Yuji pointed at the figurine with a pen. Shi Xiao was the name of the character.

"What about the body?"

"A corpse of a 2D figurine is also a corpse. I will file a complaint against you for despising the 2D world."

The boy's words made an angry mark explode on Dequan's head: "Then what about the magazines..."

"I just improvised this part. You see, as soon as you said the lines, everyone immediately thought you were an evil cadre." Yuji looked at the bodyguards around him and found that everyone was frozen in place. He took out his cell phone and sent a voice message to play it again.

[You were attacked? That's great... ahem, that's too much. That guy Dequan really disappoints me. By the way, my dear grandson, have you ever thought about disappearing for a while? Grandpa just happened to be planning to send some people over. This opportunity is too good.]
[Those guys? Just tell them to pick a few houses to be demolished and plant bombs there. Then call you when the anti-terrorist team arrives.]
"Mr. Dequan's acting is pretty good, isn't it, everyone?"

"That's right, the boss is just like a real pervert!" The second-in-command's backstabbing made Dequan stare in disbelief, followed by the others' agreement.

"Five cities?!"

[I'm sorry, Boss. It's obvious that this guy will be the boss in the future.]

"Born a bad guy!"

“That madness is so real!”

Even Yuji felt that they seemed to have gone a bit too far, especially those guys who were getting more and more excited as they talked. Were they really not doing that on purpose?
"Ahem, Mr. Dequan is still very reliable. For example, when something happened just now, he asked you to confiscate the cell phones of all the onlookers."

Yuuji's affirmation touched Dequan's heart, and his words warmed his whole body. He didn't remember at all that it was this boy who had ordered the little guys to surround and stab him.

"I have to finish this week's manuscript before the person I sent arrives."

He has a child now. He is no longer a young man who only cares about having fun. He can no longer be a pigeon spirit.

"I have to continue thinking of the plot. I want to draw a scene where a dozen gangsters besiege a policeman in a furniture store. Please act it out for me."

As the boy lowered his head, Mr. Gojo took the initiative to step forward and suggested: "I think the great police role should be played by motivated young people."

"Oh?"

Yuji was stunned for a moment, and pointed at the bodyguards who were retreating collectively: "But your subordinates don't seem to think so?"

[It's quite humane, and I didn't grab any wool. 】

"what?"

The second in command turned around and found that the brats were looking at him with vicious eyes.

"What are they doing?" The young man turned his head and glanced at Dequan who was sitting cross-legged next to him.

"You must be very familiar with Yuji-kun, who comes from an actor's family." Tokuizumi explained meaningfully.

“That’s what they call getting into the role.”

"I see. That's not surprising. It makes sense."

Yuuji gave Gojo a thumbs up and said, "I'll ask the old man to give you some chicken thighs."

"Mr. Nan?!" Wucheng swallowed his saliva.

[Chicken drumstick... maybe it's code for a promotion or a pay raise! ]

Wu Chengjun, who was full of energy, patted his chest and said, "Come on, I'll show you what Kyoto Jackie is!"

(End of this chapter)