Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Um..."

Sitting in the truck compartment, with white smoke coming out of his body, Conan was wearing a women's combat uniform with half of his body exposed. When he noticed that Belmod was looking at him with interest, he hurriedly covered it with his clothes, and then relaxed. Take a breath.

"You have nothing to see."

Rolling her eyes, Miss Chris held her chin and thought: "You were so noisy in the room just now, what were you talking about?"

"nothing."

Yuji handed the data memory in his arms to Belmod. Just when she was about to put the memory away, she suddenly heard Yuji say: "It's just that my name is in this list."

The hand suddenly stopped, and both Chris and Toru Amuro turned to glare at Yuji. Their eyes slowly shifted to the storage device in the middle. For a moment, Belmode wanted to destroy it directly.

Just as the two brothers guessed, Bourbon and Chris immediately suspected that this was a murderous plot by MI6, but after a second's pause, they both rejected their thoughts at the same time.

The truck stopped at the door of the hotel. Toru Amuro immediately opened the cargo door and jumped out. It didn't take long before he took over the driving seat and drove the car to the independent garage according to the route it came out. The four of them followed the secret door. After going up the stairs, I finally returned to Belmod's room.

The weapon box in the room was still lying there quietly. As soon as he came out of the secret door, Yuji couldn't wait to take off his women's combat uniform, only wearing a white sleeveless shirt and pink shorts, and then took it from the closet. A set of children's clothes was thrown on Conan who was mopping the clothes on the floor.

"Why still wear women's clothing?!"

Conan stared at Bourbon and Bellmode reluctantly. After they turned around helplessly, he quickly put on the clothes Yuji gave him, but used the scissors on the bedside table to cut off the girlish lace on the clothes. A unisex piece of clothing for children.

"Okay, now let's discuss the list."

Miss Chris spoke to focus the attention of the three people. She closed the weapon box and turned it back into a coffee table. Then she patted the storage device in her arms on it and ordered everyone to sit down.

"If there's anything to discuss, why don't you just hand over the list?"

Yuji's words made Conan frown, but both Bourbon and Belmod nodded.

"Why?! Now I just need to delete Yuji's name from the list, isn't it enough?"

"Boy, you underestimated Gin again." Belmode lit a cigarette for himself and said after a while of silence: "Except for vodka, Gin will not trust anyone. He must have sent a second group of people. Get this list."

If the list that Belmode handed over later was different from the one that Gin's people got, Chris might not be affected, but Yuji would definitely be dead.

"So we must not change a single word on the list, lest Gin completely lose trust in us and start killing indiscriminately."

Bourbon crossed his hands and put them to his lips, and suddenly felt murderous aura coming from Chris.

"Are you thinking about killing Qin Bar?"

"What's the problem? Anyway, after bringing this list back, Gin will soon go to the United States to grab the FBI and CIA lists. As long as we stabilize him in the meantime, when he gets to the United States, my people..."

"You are so anxious that you are going to your head. Will Gin really use your people?" Toru Amuro looked helpless: "If it is Belmode who has lost his mind, I am afraid Kudo-sensei will die faster."

"Ah, I didn't want to have to be lectured by you again. Although I'm a little unhappy, for Yuji's sake, I forgive you first."

Belmod sighed and turned to look at Yuji: "When you return to Japan, I'm afraid you won't be able to appear as Kudo Yuji for a while."

"Do you want to continue to disguise yourself as Machiko Kurosawa?" Yuji pinched his chin: "There is nothing we can do about it. If I could know who put our names on the list, I would definitely..."

Hearing that Yuji seemed to have resentment towards that person, Chrissy laughed, wanting to hear what this kid would say.

"Must...curse his son's rotten peach blossoms!"

Sure enough, he still couldn't say any ugly curse words. Yuji smacked his mouth, feeling sorry for his good qualities.

"Why am I so good?"

Ignoring what his brother was saying to himself, Conan picked up the remote control on the ground and turned on the TV to see how the British official would report on their incident. As soon as he turned on the TV, he saw the Commissioner of the London Police Department scolding Haha. Disshabala.

"They regard us as Hades Shabala's accomplices!"

Due to the collapse caused by the bomb, it seemed that some agents were trapped under the headquarters just now. The police could only clear the three blocks outside the bank for search and rescue.

It happened to be during the tennis tournament, when players from all over the world were in London. The explosion caused Britain to lose face in front of the world. It is estimated that the tourism industry will decline for a while.

"This was all arranged by Miss Chris in advance, in order to put the blame for our matter on Hades Shabala."

Yuji turned on the computer in the room and searched the forum for discussions about himself and others.

"It seems that someone broke the news that a wooden door was missing from MI6, and also explained the origin of the wooden door."

The boy held his chin and scrolled down with the mouse wheel. He found that most of the Chinese netizens were praising Hades Sabara, but some thought he was an out-and-out terrorist who just happened to take the door and was not worthy of praise.

[Unless he also went to bomb the British Museum. ]

The Japanese, who had just lost the landmark building in Tokyo, said they could understand it at this moment, while the French called for the protection of the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame de Paris on the forum.

"Why are you laughing so happily?"

Conan jumped off the sofa and walked to Yuji.

"No... nothing."

Yuji grabbed Conan's collar and looked out through the window. He found that the sun had completely set, leaving only a little afterglow, so he stood up and held Conan in his hand.

"Ms. Chris, we have to go back."

"It's so late, why don't you just stay here?"

Tilting her head, Vermouth waved to Amuro Toru to go out quickly, just like driving away a stray golden retriever.

"Forget it, Xiaolan and the others should be waiting for us at Miss Kinoshita's house to finish our meal."

Yuji and Conan walked towards the door together. After pushing open the room ticket, the boy turned back and looked at Amuro Toru: "Mr. Amuro, don't forget my door. I will remove my door and install it after I go back."

"Got it, you guys should go back to eat quickly. You will miss it if you are late, right?"

After the Kudo brothers left, Bourbon's face became cold. He stared at the storage device on the coffee table, as if he had already set his sights on MI6.

"Your expression seems to have planned to do some excessive pranks on them."

Vermouth lay down on the bed and wrapped herself tightly with the quilt: "Don't go too far."