Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"What a nice name!"

Sitting in the car on the way home, Yuji held the steering wheel proudly. From time to time, he turned his head to look at Yuko who was sitting on the passenger seat with her arms crossed, and was glared back by the other party.

"Oh, don't be angry, I just sent a photo to Ai."

Yuji patted his chest and took a deep breath: "I have already told her the whole story."

"Thank you very much." Yuko snorted, gritted her teeth and shouted hatefully: "Dog Xiujin Sa."

Ah, what a nice name, this proud lady is now calling me dog Xiujin, what a plot...

"You're polite, you're polite. Just call me Yuji in private."

The boy hardly concealed his satisfaction, and didn't care that he left the label of ghost beast in Yuko's heart.

"By the way, where are you going to sleep in my house?"

The rooms at home are full, and Yuji began to regret not buying a bigger house as Conan said. As for the problem of cleaning, there is no need to consider it now.

"No place to live? Then my calls of dog Xiu Jin were in vain!"

I said this, but I didn't force you to shout.

"Why don't you live in the attic? There is a bed there, and there is air conditioning and so on."

Parking the car in the yard, the boy leaned on the car window and looked at Yuko inside, pointing slightly at the yard.

"If you don't want to sleep in the attic, you can also set up a tent in the yard..."

How can you say such a cold word?

After opening the door, the girls who came out to greet him noticed Yuko wearing a maid outfit behind Yuji and coughed.

"Yuji, what's going on?"

Akiko was the first to react. She took her coat from the hanger and put it on Yuko. She quickly guessed that it was related to Yuji.

This brother sometimes likes to play pranks too much. It seems that the Kudo couple are not such people, right?

It can only mean that Yuko doesn't know Yukiko well enough...

After briefly introducing the current situation to the girls at home, Yuji sat on the sofa with his chin pinched, staring at Yuko in confusion.

"From my observation today, Mr. Jirokichi and Mr. Shiro are not lying to you, are they?"

If they really can't wait to marry Yuko off, they shouldn't have been avoiding their sight today. Mrs. Suzuki's expression when she looked at herself was too different from when she heard Senior Azhen, and her obvious guilty conscience made her look like she was playing a trick on Yuko.

"You mean, Auntie and the others are lying to me? But why, is there anything wrong with me?"

Yuko hugged Yuzuki and Kaori, and the two girls blushed while touching their waists.

"No, no, no, you are very problematic now!"

Yuji pulled the girls over: "I guessed why they did this..."

"What! They lied to Yuko and said they were going to marry her off?!"

At the Suzuki residence, Sonoko slapped the coffee table in front of her with great force, and looked at the three adults opposite in surprise.

"You are almost two hundred years old in total, and you actually did such a childish thing!"

The Suzuki couple, who usually always had a superior status, finally felt the feeling of being preached. They pointed at Suzuki Jirokichi and sold him decisively.

"It was all your uncle's idea. We only found out this morning."

Suzuki Tomoko held her forehead, thinking of the vigilant look her niece gave her at night, and she didn't know what to do.

Like a child, Suzuki Jirokichi glanced at her niece with a guilty conscience and raised her index finger: "Think about it in a good way. Yuko and Kudo-chan have become closer, which is a good thing."

What kind of good thing is it? Anyone can see that the two of them are lying, so there is no point in doing this?

Holding her chest, Sonoko sighed: "Anyway, I will explain it to Yuko clearly, and you must apologize properly when the time comes!"

………

"Hey, husband, I heard that Kaito Kid has appeared again recently."

The next day at noon, sitting in the room of the Paris Hotel, Kisaki Eri kept flipping through her mobile phone and working on the computer. Not hearing a reply, she turned around and pushed Maori Kogoro who was sleeping in the quilt.

"What Kaito Kidd? I played with you until very late yesterday. I'm very sleepy now. Let's stay in the hotel today."

The uncle rubbed his eyes and handed the phone to his wife.

"I haven't called Xiaolan in a few days. You can call her." After saying that, Maori Kogoro continued to sleep with his head covered.

At Maori's house, he adjusted the stew to a low heat and looked at the note on the phone with surprise. Xiaolan answered the phone and put the receiver to her ear.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Ah, Xiaolan, how are you doing recently?"

Back in the kitchen, stirring the stew in the pot with a spoon, Xiaolan remembered that her father left his wife and came back: "It's normal. By the way, Mom, Dad..."

"Ah, I dragged your dad to the Eiffel Tower yesterday, and we played until very late. Just now I called him, but he didn't want to get up."

"Huh?"

The hand holding the spoon suddenly stopped, and Xiaolan stared blankly at the food in the pot.

Dad, isn't he downstairs...

The girl suddenly felt creepy, she kept backing away, leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground, and the phone on her phone fell down.

"Xiaolan? What's wrong?"

Picking up the phone again, Xiaolan resisted the fear: "It's okay, by the way, Mom, Dad is not drunk, right?"

"How is it possible? He drinks every night since he started traveling. Once, he was addicted to cigarettes and couldn't get a taxi on the road, so he rushed back to the hotel smoking room."

Sure enough, the one on the mother's side is the father.

Xiaolan casually responded with a few words and hung up the phone. She tightly grasped the phone and finally knew where her sense of disharmony came from recently.

After returning from London, Dad never came home drunk again. Although he still smoked, the house didn't smell as heavy as before.

Thinking of what Machiko said to her before, Xiaolan turned off the cooking fire and walked to the living room window.

This person must be here for Shinichi. Did the organization that Machiko said suspect Conan, so they sent someone to disguise as Dad?

Patting her face lightly, Xiaolan was about to call the police, but she extinguished this dangerous idea and chose to send a message to Machiko first.

Cheer up, Xiaolan!

………

Oh, someone sent a message to Machiko?

Feeling the vibration of Kurosawa Machiko's phone, Yuuji, who was eating, took a look, then put down his bowl and chopsticks and left the living room.

"Who is it?"

Yuzuki looked at the half bowl of rice left by Yuuji, noticed that the other girls shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know, and tilted her head curiously.

"Is it another girl?"

As soon as Hiroki said this, several girls stared at him. The genius boy picked up the bowl to block in front of him, and noticed the sharp eyes of the young lady who had been wearing a maid outfit since last night.

"Hiroki-kun~" Yuko put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up, slowly walked behind Hiroki, and patted the kid's shoulder hard.

"You don't seem to welcome your sister's arrival..."