Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Do you really believe it? This Kurosawa Machiko... Do you want to check the real identity of this girl?"

Wearing a blindfold, standing next to the man, Rum watched him tapping the armrest of the chair and bent down slightly.

"I can believe it or not."

Panting, the man continued as if very tired: "It is normal for her to want to sit in this position and want to hide the true identity of her confidant."

"But this fake identity is too..."

"It doesn't matter..."

Rum took the identity information in his hand and the beautiful photo, and took a few steps back.

"I know. I will forge a fake past of Kurosawa Machiko in the United States."

Waving his hand, the man leaned against the back of the chair and stopped tapping: "She will do it. You just need to help her."

"... Shirley hasn't been found yet."

"Hurry up. I don't have much time."

………

"It's really hard for you. You flew to the United States overnight to get a fake identity and then flew back."

Jin Yuanguang brought a glass of milk to Ye Nai. Seeing her tapping her shoulders non-stop, he walked behind the woman and took over the massage.

"But why not let Spires appear directly as Kudo Yuji, instead of pretending to be Kurosawa Machiko?"

Kuromaru Yena took a sip of milk and squinted her eyes in comfort under Jin Yuanguang's service: "If Kudo Yuji really becomes a member of the organization, then Edogawa Conan, Haibara Ai and Okiya Akiko will be exposed to what extent."

It's always good to have a fake identity as a buffer...

"But Gin may not believe it."

Yena put down the empty milk blanket, wiped the milk stains on her lips with her sleeves, tilted her head back, and let Jin Yuantai massage her head.

"We didn't intend to let him believe it. That man was so suspicious that he only believed in vodka. Suddenly told him that he already had a daughter..."

"Then why did you let Kudo Yuji disguise himself like that?"

Jin Yuanguang let go of his hand and sat in front of Yena, wanting to hear her say.

"I just want them not to believe, not to believe that girl, Spiris is the daughter of Gin and Vermouth." Yena picked up a cookie on the table: "In this way, they won't think that Spiris is actually a boy."

"Is that so..."

………

"Brother!"

Vodka watched Gin pick up the golden hair on the ground and walked up a few steps: "That girl, and your elder..."

"Idiot! Have you forgotten what Vermouth's code name is..."

But after knowing that woman for so long, he can tell at a glance whether she has disguised herself or not. That person is indeed not wearing a fake face...

Gin took a transparent bag that Chianti took away, put the hair into the bag, and handed it to Vodka.

"Brother, this is naturally shed hair."

"I know, you go to the organization's research institute and ask them to check whether the owner of this hair is a man or a woman."

Watching Vodka rush out of the base with the bag, Gin sat on the sofa in the shooting room, quietly waiting for his younger brother to bring back the results.

"I want to sleep for a while..." Gin clenched his hand on the pistol in his arms and fell asleep with his head tilted, leaving the three people who started playing poker next to him.

After the leg injury, he had more time to rest, so he could catch up on some sleep.

"Brother!"

A few hours later, Vodka rushed in with a piece of paper, looked at the three colleagues with blank papers on their faces, and the elder brother who was awakened by him after falling asleep, and handed over the report in his hand.

"The results are out, it's a woman."

After lighting a cigarette to wake up, Gin looked at the analysis on the report, lit the whole paper with a cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can on the side, and walked out with a cane.

It seems that Spiris is indeed a woman. That's right, she is so beautiful and there is no trace of plastic surgery on her face, it doesn't make sense if she is a man...

The purpose of doing these things is to make Yuji and Spiris two different people in the eyes of the organization.

As for the fake identity, I didn't intend to let people believe it.