Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Chapter 192 Husband, it’s time to eat...

"What!" x2

An exclamation came from behind Yuji. Almost at the same moment, his head was pressed on the table by the two aunts, making him unable to move.

"Because there are a lot of old clothes in Uncle Maori's wardrobe, and most of them are Aunt Yingli's old clothes. I went through three boxes to find them."

Patting his hands on the back of his head, Yuji clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Please, two great beauties, can you please let go of my head first?"

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Yuji's face was pressed hard again, and his clasped hands shook and clasped the edge of the table.

"Who is it, me or Yingli?!"

"Say it quickly! Who is it?!"

You just looked indifferent, why are you so excited now? Ahhhh! ! ! Brain. The brain is trembling, trembling, trembling! ! !

"I don't know...I can't see the words clearly."

In fact, although the words can't be seen clearly, the number of words is still okay. With three words, it's obvious who Uncle Maori has chosen.

"Master's hand, why is Master's hand raised?"

Except for Yuji, whose head was pressed on the table, everyone in the room noticed the monitoring of the listening room on the monitor at this moment, watching Mikio Fujieda raise his arms, as if surrendering.

"Mikio!" Mushroom Head suddenly pushed away the people in front of the monitor, holding the monitor's hand tightly and getting excited: "He was knocked down!"

Shaking his head, Yuuji sat on the ground and saw the fat man lying on the ground through the gap in the mushroom-headed arm. His eyes were wide open and motionless.

………

Was Mikio Fujieda really shot to death?

Sitting on the ground, Yuji looked at the screen doubtfully, observing the expressions of the butler and the mushroom head.

The mushroom head is very worried, but he is worried that the excitement hidden underneath cannot be hidden from Yukiko and Yuji at all. Her acting skills are so bad that only Conan in the Kudo family may not be able to notice it.

Wait, Conan is no longer a member of the Kudo family anyway. If you change it, everyone in the Kudo family can see Mushroom Head's poor acting skills.

This is normal. With such a large manor and sky-high savings, after Fujieda Mikio's death, Mushroom Head will probably be able to eat and drink without worries for the rest of his life.

As for Mr. Butler, why was he also a little bit happy, and his breathing was obviously prolonged a lot, more like excitement than fear.

"Let's go and check out the audio-visual room!"

Running in the corridor of the villa, looking at Conan who had the shortest legs but ran the fastest, Yuji gasped and wished he could punch Conan on the head right now.

"The door is closed and can't be opened!"

Taking a few steps back, Xiaolan, who had just taken a deep breath and was about to hit the door, immediately noticed Yuji standing in front of her and watched him pull out a small arc-shaped stick with three wires on the top from his pocket. , turn the key and open the door easily.

Staring speechlessly at the butler holding a pistol outside the window, Yuji sighed and blocked the women and children behind him.

"I guess there's nothing more to say, Mr. Butler?"

The boy threw away the lockpick in his hand, raised his hand and took two steps forward. When he stopped next to Mikio Fujieda, he stretched out his legs and kicked the man twice in the stomach. He found that he was still breathing and clicked. nod.

"You haven't done anything irreversible yet, please stop."

Yuji walked to the window step by step and found that Mr. Butler was hesitant. He grabbed the muzzle of the pistol and dismantled the entire gun in three strokes, leaving only the pistol grip.

Half an hour later, Mikio Fujieda finally woke up. He looked at the coffee that had been given sleeping pills by the butler, threw the cup to the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then we will take this gentleman away."

After bidding farewell to Matsuda Jinpei who came to take in the prisoner, Yuji reassembled the gun and kept playing with it in his hand.

"It's a pity that there are only eight bullets, and the gun is of poor quality, not as good as my Ruger."

Since Feiyingli not only found out the prisoner who sent the threatening letter, but also saved her own life, Mikio Fujieda politely added another 10 million yen and wrote a check for 20 million yen.

On the way home, Yuji leaned against his mother tiredly, kicked Conan aside and fell asleep.

"Wake up, Yuji, we're here!"

Opening his eyes and looking at the Maori Detective Agency on the roadside, the boy yawned and raised his head from his mother's lap.

"Why is this the Maori Detective Agency? Why don't we go home?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Fei Yingli turned her head: "Sleep here tonight, it's already very late now."

Nodding, Yuji opened the car door with his hand, looked at Conan who was squeezed into the corner of the back seat, opened his mouth and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

Walking up the stairs of the office, Yuji, who seemed to hear a sound in the office, shook his head. Thinking it was an illusion, he followed the Mori family into the third floor. He changed out of his slippers and was about to take a shower when he was stopped by Fei Eri and Kudo Yukiko. down.

"Wait! Where is the voting paper?!" x2

Do you still remember it?

………

After laying out the mattress and quilt in Conan's room, Yuji sat on the floor and looked at his mother, who was hugging her knees and looking at the wall, and sighed helplessly.

"What, this is not normal. How do you think Uncle Maori will vote for you?"

Conan wiped his hair with a towel, walked in with a plate of apples, looked at his old mother on the bed, handed the apples to his brother and sat on the ground.

"Auntie is already cooking, we can eat soon!"

He got into the bed decisively, Yuji arched twice, and kicked Conan who also wanted to get in.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Pointing at the mother on the bed, Yuji's voice sounded muffled because of the quilt.

"You either choose this one or the one next door."

Come on, stupid Onii-chan, choose, is it a cute middle-aged aunt or a beautiful childhood sweetheart? The answer is obvious, isn't it?

You are so bad, dog brother!

Kicking Yuji on the butt, Conan turned around in Yukiko's expectant eyes and smiled filially.

"Sister Xiaolan! Can I sleep with you tonight?!!"

Damn it! Shinichi, you wait for your mother!

While the third floor was celebrating, in the office on the second floor, Maori Kogoro, who was tied to the sofa by Eri Kisaki and could not move, looked at the note left by his daughter on the coffee table with his eyes blank.

"I'm just drunk, why tie me up!"

Who can untie me, I'm hungry!

The door was opened, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground was very clear in Maori Kogoro's ears. He looked at his wife holding a plate of black mud and excitedly broke free from the restraints.

"Eri, what are you doing? No, I'm wrong! I shouldn't play mahjong, I shouldn't play small steel balls, I shouldn't bet on horses..." Maori Kogoro's tears flowed from his eyes, wetting the sofa under his body.

"So, don't feed me with a spoon!"