Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"I'm here to execute an MI6 agent, and I'm supposed to go back tomorrow."

"Damn it!"

Having quickly grabbed Conan, Yuji pressed his face into the sofa, and only let go when his brother was forced to calm down. The two brothers raised their heads again, recalling what Vermouth had just said.

Originally... that is to say, something went wrong, they had a new mission or something happened in Japan, and they couldn't go back for the time being.

"But why was Ms. Chris, the person in charge of the United States, assigned to the mission to the UK? What about the original members of the organization responsible for the British branch?"

Yuji crossed his legs and tapped his cheek with his hand, remembering that his face had become a little rough during this period, his fingers suddenly stopped and glanced in the direction of the bathroom.

"The guy in charge in the UK was arrested by MI6 and MI5 in Manchester some time ago. Although the general members here tried their best to rescue him, there was no result in the end. The commander behind the arrest was very similar to the guy who had dealt with the organization before, so I was sent to take a look."

Vermouth lit up a lady's cigarette, took a puff and found the satisfaction on Conan's face, as if to say "you deserve it", her mouth corners slightly raised, and she told all the information the organization had obtained.

"But just the day before yesterday, I disguised myself and sneaked into the prison where he was imprisoned and handed over the information. I successfully tricked the commander out with false information, and then..."

Pointing at Conan with the burning end of the cigarette, Chris made a light "bang" sound, and then laughed.

"Where is the person in charge?"

Yuji got up and walked to the bathroom, found a bottle of expensive facial cleanser in it, opened the lid and scooped a large piece, then slowly applied it on his face, and used the razor provided by the hotel to clean the small stubble that was beginning to appear on his face.

"Since he has been arrested, he certainly can't be trusted completely. If so, how will the organization treat him?"

"Of course we can't just kill him." Vermouth immediately guessed what Yuji was thinking, and helplessly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "What will the other members think of this? No matter how much the organization suspects him now, at least they have to show trust on the surface."

"So our mission is to rescue him from prison?"

Patting his smooth and tight face, Yuji wiped the wet hair with a towel while walking out of the bathroom: "No way, Mr. Amuro is scouting outside the prison now?"

"How is it possible? Why would it take so much effort to get him out of prison?" Vermouth stretched lazily.

If this guy is really under such strict supervision, first, she can't disguise herself to meet him, and second, it is estimated that Gin has already received the plan to silence him from the boss, so she can't come to the UK.

"What would that be?"

Sitting back on the sofa, Yuji touched his smooth face with his hand. Suddenly, he found Chris staring at him and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? A smooth face looks better. If you have stubble, you will have to wear a mask to pretend to be Machiko in the future."

"I forgot that you can grow a beard. I didn't notice it just now..."

[What do you mean by forgetting that I can grow a beard...]

"Wait! What do you use to shave your beard?"

The hand touching his face stopped. Yuji turned his head and looked at the bathroom in confusion: "Of course it's a razor. I saw it on the washstand, so..."

The boy finally reacted and stood up in surprise: "You won't use it to shave your leg hair!"

"Leg hair? Ah! Yes, yes! It's leg hair!"

Chris, who heard Yuji's questioning with a wandering look, agreed to his words. She was tangled for a while, but still got up with the help of the sofa.

Seeing Chris take out a pure white bottle from the suitcase beside the bed and throw it over, Yuji saw that the bottle was about to fall to the fatal point, and he couldn't catch it, so he could only grab his brother and pull it towards him, finally blocking it.

"It hurts!"

Although the forehead was hard, it was flesh after all, and Conan still felt pain.

"What is this?" After turning it over and over and not seeing the label, Yuji stared at her in confusion.

"This is a failed product of a couple of researchers in the past."

Miss Chris's chest rose and fell, as if she remembered the couple's face: "Originally, they developed a hair growth agent for a one-eyed Mediterranean. As a result, after the medicine was made, the Mediterranean became bald after using it for a few days. So I took the recipe and asked the organization to prepare a depilatory cream for me. You can also use it on your beard, and it won't hurt your skin."

"This version, I seem to have heard of it somewhere?"

Looking at Conan beside him, Yuji suddenly remembered Dr. Agasa's friend Miyano who made fever medicine.

[Is it the same person? 】

"Strange?" Thinking of what Vermouth said, Yuji frowned: "Since you have depilatory cream, why don't you use it, but use a razor..."

"Enough!"

The woman across the sofa suddenly yelled, interrupting Yuji's words, and eagerly threw a pile of paper documents from behind.

"Don't you want to know what my mission is? Here! It's all here, you can see for yourself!"

[So, don't continue the topic of razors! 】

Glancing at the bathroom, Vermouth immediately decided to destroy the razor later. No, it's better to burn down this house. In this way, Yuji will never know what the razor is used for.

"Cannon fodder list? There is such a thing between countries?"

The two brothers put their heads together, roughly scanned the mission plan, and then looked at each other.

"Although I understand the organization's desire for this list, how did you know there was such a thing?"

Pointing to the report at the bottom, Chris hugged her chest and explained: "We didn't know it at first, but the day before yesterday, in a homicide case in Beika Town, due to a policeman's mistake, the information about the transfer of the escort list in the hands of the deceased public security agent was photographed by a reporter from Nichimi TV."

"So miserable? Then this policeman... probably..."

"Yes, the entire Metropolitan Police Department has been reorganized from top to bottom."

Vermouth's face finally became serious: "Not only some middle-level managers have been laid off, but even the White Horse Superintendent has voluntarily stepped down and retired early."

"That's nothing. If he doesn't retire now, he will retire in two months. He just retires two months early."

Yuuji thought of the public security agent who was killed.

"Could there be..."

"Do you suspect the organization?" Conan immediately turned his head and glared at Vermouth, but saw her waving her hands.

"The criminal is the agent's neighbor, a single mother who lives with her daughter. The motive is that the agent would snatch the last discounted eggs every day, causing her daughter to be malnourished during this period and fainted in school."

Spreading her hands, Chris rolled her eyes helplessly: "In fact, the real reason why her daughter was hungry was that she would take out half of her money every month to give to gigolos, mahjong and horse racing."

"That's really bad luck..."

The cause of death of the public security agent was not sad, but full of ridiculousness.