Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Seeing the boy looking at him with an expression like "you're shameless", Conan hurriedly explained and analyzed.

"Your name is Glass, right."

After taking a sip of the drink, Glass calmly took off the name badge on his chest and stuffed it into his pocket, signaling Conan to continue.

"There is white powder and liquid next to your lips. I think it's cream and icing sugar on the strawberries. The drink in your hand has lime, cucumber and mint. I think this is pimm's. It has alcohol in it. You can’t drink it, so you must have asked someone to specially prepare this cup without adding any alcohol.”

"A sports competition where you can bring food and people can visit. The badge you just put away seems to be in the shape of a tennis ball, so I guess it is Wimbledon."

Glass's expression was obviously excited, and he seemed to have some admiration. He nodded, somewhat believing that Conan was Holmes's disciple.

"Looks like we're lucky enough to get an autograph from Minerva today."

Xiao Ai saw Conan waving to her. Considering what the child had just said and his anxiety, she rolled her eyes and reluctantly handed over her windbreaker and hat. She watched Conan put it on his face as if he had found a treasure. On the body.

"You have to buy the one tomorrow and return it to me!"

"Hi hi hi hi..."

After cosplaying as Sherlock Holmes, before he could continue talking, Conan's hand was suddenly grabbed by Glass. Seeing his convinced expression, he couldn't help but murmur a few words in his heart.

[In the end, after all my reasoning, you actually believed me because of my clothes...]

"That's amazing. You are indeed Holmes's disciple!"

After looking around, Glass dragged Conan to the corner and began to explain the case he was talking about.

"After lunch, I was eating strawberries while watching the winning players practice on Court No. 15. The man behind me suddenly bent over and told me that there would be a big and exciting scene, and told me that someone would be killed in London. somewhere, right in front of my eyes.”

Glass looked at the empty drink cup in his hand, his face was pale, and he seemed a little scared, but he remembered that the disciple of Holmes in front of him seemed to be only seven years old like himself, so he still managed to cheer up, not wanting to be looked down upon.

"I didn't see the man's face. When I chased him, I only found the note he left on the ground, so I brought him to Mr. Holmes."

Seeing Glass take out the note, Conan ignored the Sherlock Holmes he was talking about and directly took the note and read it.

[The huge bell woke me up. I am a long-nosed magician who lives in the castle. My appetizer is boiled eggs as cold as corpses. In the end, it is enough to eat all the pickles. That’s right. I ordered a cake in advance to celebrate, and the bell that rang again inspired my hatred. Let me know everything and penetrate the white back with two swords. 】

"Glass, I finally found you!"

Spotting a man running towards the three of them in the distance, Conan turned his head and glanced. He subconsciously doubted him at first, and then realized that it was unlikely given the familiarity between the two people.

"I have to go back. If I'm not in the stands, my sister will be worried."

After waving his hand to indicate that Conan didn't have to pay him back, Glass took the man's hand and turned away, leaving Xiao Ai and Xiao Ai to ponder the message on the note.

"Hey, come on, disciple of Holmes!" Looking back at Conan, Glass shouted: "There are more children who have picked up the note like me."

Nodding in agreement, Conan sighed and braced himself to reason.

"The man just now seems to be Ares."

Staring at the Sherlock Holmes windbreaker on Conan, Xiao Ai still puffed up her mouth angrily: "You doubt him too, right?"

"Ares? Who is it?"

Hearing the name mentioned by Haibara Ai, Conan's expression looked very "wise".

"It's the former British tennis prince. I watched his games when I was studying in the United States. Later, I don't know why he retired and became the coach of the current queen of the lawn, Minerva."

"Oh! It turned out to be him, I remembered!"

[No, your expression tells me you don’t know him at all...]

Resisting the desire to complain, Xiao Ai realized that the current focus was on the note with the code, so she blinked and urged Conan to take a picture of the note and show it to Yuji first.

………

"Look, I said, guidance is coming."

Showing the photos on his phone to Ma Kuotuo, Yuji straightened his clothes and led the boy down while reading the secret code.

“Speaking of huge bells, here in London it’s got to be Big Ben, right?”

Sitting in the taxi, Yuji put his mobile phone to his ear while talking to Conan, and at the same time uploaded the photos to Macuoto's mobile phone to view.

"The boy said that a lot of children had received notes saying that there would be huge, numerous explosions in London."

Sliding the phone screen up and down, Yuji looked at the Big Ben that could be seen in the distance, and urged Conan to take a taxi.

"No, I plan to go to the stadium where the game will be played first, and I'll leave it to you to solve the puzzle and find the information."

Hearing the brother's seemingly trusting words, the young man was stunned for two seconds before he realized what he said.

"You can't afford the taxi fare, can you?"

There was no response but the call was hung up. A beeping sound came from the phone. Yuji and Makoto got off the car at the entrance of London Bridge and walked along the bridge in the direction of Big Ben.

"But, you are reasoning, is the code related to the landmark building? Isn't this too arbitrary."

Maquto leaned on the bridge and looked down, as if recalling something: "If it refers to something like an alarm clock, wouldn't it be okay?"

"Of course, but I think the criminal would use this method to issue a notice and mentioned Holmes. He probably has absolute confidence that even if the puzzle is solved, he can still commit a murder."

Yuji felt his phone ringing again, thinking it was Conan or Yuzuki, so he picked it up and stared at the screen and raised his eyebrows.

[Why did Miss Chris call me too? ]

"Hello, Miss Chris?"

Although he found that Maquto's hand clenched, Yuji didn't care, but leaned against the railing and looked back and forth at the passers-by.

"Why are you in such a good mood today? You suddenly called me?"

"Hey... I just want to know how my son is doing in the UK."

Laughing, Yuji asked in a teasing tone: "You want to know if Xiaolan is having fun? I tell you, she is enjoying it."

"You really wronged me." On the other end of the phone, Vermouth looked at Calvados who was kneeling on the ground to paint her nails, and defended herself a little aggrievedly: "If I want to talk to her, I can just call her with Machiko's voice."

"That's right..."

"By the way, where are you now and what are you doing?"

His eyes fell on the signboard of London Bridge, and Yuji suddenly remembered something and answered seriously.

"Actually... I just kissed a big-breasted blonde beauty on London Bridge, and she seemed to be kissed so hard that she jumped down to swim!"