Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Chapter 138 Kaito, you...

"Hey! I went to Nakamori's house, and sister Aoko wasn't there!"

Yuji rushed into the entrance and saw Kaito sitting there holding his forehead, shaking his shoulders constantly: "Where's your house? Have you looked?"

"I have! There's nothing on the first and second floors."

"Does your house have a secret room or a tunnel?" Yuji stomped the floor and pointed at the wall.

Kaito looked at the floor. At this moment, he already knew where Aoko was, but his hands clenched and opened involuntarily, probably because he didn't know how to face Aoko.

"She's in the place where you put your uniforms and props, right?" Yuji took out his mobile phone from his pocket, switched to the private system, and handed it to Kaito.

"Oh! You have so many good things here!"

This guy is out of tune again...

Yuji punched Kaito on the head, then pointed at the album: "Look for yourself."

Kaito opened the album and saw that there was only a lonely video in it. He turned up the volume to the maximum after clicking it.

[“No matter which one you cut, I have no objection.” “No matter what happens, I will never leave you alone again.”]

Kaito looked at the girl in the video, her face was complicated and relaxed. He frowned and hesitated.

“What does it matter? She saw it all. Do you think you can hide it?”

Yuji pulled Kaito up and kicked him in the back: “Go, find her and tell her that you are Kid. Kneel down or do anything, just ask her to forgive you.”

Gritting his teeth, Kaito nodded and rushed to the second floor, while Yuji kept looking for the number of Kuroba Chikage in the contacts.

………

When the dry cloth was used to wipe the full-body portrait of Kuroba Touichi, the sound of the machine turning suddenly came from behind the portrait, and then it stopped suddenly.

Just when Aoko was wondering, the portrait suddenly turned over and shot the girl into the passage behind. There was a slide behind the portrait. After several turns, Aoko finally landed on a sofa chair, holding the dry cloth that had just been used to wipe the painting.

"Where is this? Why is there such a strange place in Kaito's house?"

Just as the girl was about to get up, she saw a light on one side of the wall light up, from the top of her head to the end of the wall, illuminating the right side of the secret room, and she could see a record player at the end.

On the shelf on the right side of the secret room, there were some small balls with metal shells, playing cards, plastic objects that were used for unknown purposes, and common cosmetics.

"Kaito also likes to put on makeup." Aoko picked up a bottle of lotion: "This is... that very expensive brand!"

The girl's mind suddenly emerged with a scene of a boy who ran to the secret room to put on makeup in front of the mirror in the middle of the night without sleeping.

It feels so perverted...

Aoko turned her head and looked to the left. There was another light, and a white classic car was parked there quietly, which made her stunned.

This car, it seems to have been seen in my father's notes, belongs to...Kaito Kidd...

How could it be, Kaito can't have it...

Maybe he saw Kidd's car, so he asked someone to modify it to be exactly the same, but it can't be driven so it is placed in the secret room. That must be it!

Aoko walked over slowly, her hand on the car door, and heard the record player at the end of the secret room click, and it picked up a record and started playing.

"Long time no see, Kaito."

Is this voice... Uncle Kuroba's voice?

"Kaito, next I will tell you about my experience as a magician. First of all, do you know what is most important to a magician?"

Aoko put her hand on her mouth and carefully recalled what Kaito had said about magic in front of her before.

"I remember it was... Poker face?"

The record did not give an answer. At the moment the machine stopped running, a cabinet suddenly rose from the black and white ground on the ground, and the cabinet door automatically opened in front of Aoko, revealing a mannequin wearing a Kid suit.

………

Standing in front of the full-length portrait of his father in his room, Kaito looked at the portrait of the first generation Kaito Kid, and was more certain that Aoko had entered the secret room.

He took a deep breath, gently placed his hand on the portrait and pushed it, and also got into the passage.

At the moment Kaito disappeared in this room, Yuuji rushed in with a mobile phone in his hand.

"Oh! Next is the critical moment to decide the third generation of the Kuroba family!" Yuji looked at Kuroba Chikage on the screen, and both of them became excited: "Aunt Chikage, let's make a bet!"

"What do you want to bet on?" Kuroba Chikage sat on the sofa, looking at the camera facing her husband's portrait on the computer, and glanced at Kuroba Touichi who was drinking tea.

"Let me think..." Yuji walked slowly to the portrait: "If I win the bet, I will ask that gentleman to talk to his son in person."

The boy turned the camera to face himself: "They haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

"Okay..." Kuroba Touichi's voice came from outside the camera: "Let's assume your aunt lost."

"Huh?! We haven't bet yet! I lost."

Mrs. Kuroba's regretful tone made Yuji confirm again that this aunt and her mother have the same personality.

Speaking of it, our two families are really similar...

Yuji put his hands in his chest pockets, adjusted the position to expose the camera, and followed Kaito to enter from the passage.

Why do we have to make so many turns!

Yuji did not slide down freely, but controlled his body and moved down little by little. He pricked up his ears and heard a voice coming from below.

"Aoko!"

Kaito slid down on the sofa, looking around the secret room. On the floor were Kidd's uniform and the unfolded hang glider. Behind the car, the corner of Aoko's clothes was slightly exposed, which made Kaito feel relieved.

He walked around the car and saw Aoko sitting on the floor with her head buried in her knees. He didn't know how to start.

"You... saw everything."

"What do you mean? This room full of props, and Kidd's clothes."

Aoko's voice was so cold that Kaito was at a loss. He squatted on the floor and looked at the girl he liked with complicated eyes.

"I..."

Kaito pursed his lips and wanted to hold the girl's hand, but she slapped him away.

"You've always been like this, watching dad want to catch Kid so much and laughing at his clumsiness."

Aoko raised her head, her eyes full of tears, and asked stubbornly: "And every time I protested against Kid, you always treat us as a joke, right?

Dad, since Uncle Kuroba passed away, has always told me to treat you as his own son."

Aoko's voice choked: "Last time he saw that Kid's face looked like yours, and he believed in you more than I did..."

Yuji sat on the sofa, listening to the two people's words silently. He was guessing the reaction of the Kuroba couple on the other side of the phone at this moment, and was also considering how to find a way out for Kaito.

"Aoko..."

"I really don't know what to do, Kaito, you are Kid."

Aoko buried her head again: "I really don't know how to face you. If dad talks about Kid again, what expression should I use to face him..."