Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Chapter 491 Kojiro-kun, it turns out you...

"Kojiro, you are back."

Wiping her hands that were covered in tofu water with her apron, Sayuri Matsumoto saw the mummy walking out after parking the car at the door, and hurriedly brought out a glass of water.

"How was your trip to Ekoda? Were you injured?"

Taking the tea from the woman's hand, Fujiwara drank it all in one gulp, then frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to leave Tokyo first when I went out in the morning?"

"Why don't you leave? It's not like you don't know." Sayuri Matsumoto didn't reply to his words, she just muttered and walked back to the store and turned on the TV.

As soon as the report about the Suzuki Financial Building appeared in the news, he asked himself to drive away from here first. No matter how it seemed, this was related to Fujiwara's past. How could she escape alone in this situation with the goal of becoming the hostess of a tofu shop? Woolen cloth.

After Fujiwara Kojiro closed the door of the tofu shop, she grabbed the edge of her apron and said tangledly: "Kojiro-kun, you, I already know your true identity..."

Because he overturned dozens of people before disarming the bomb, his clothes were actually soaked with sweat. Fujiwara was just about to go upstairs to take a shower when he stopped because of Sayuri Matsumoto's words.

[Could she have discovered my former identity as a police officer? Will she already know that I am Kenji Hagiwara? Should I have a showdown with her? 】

There was silence in the tofu shop for a moment. Fujiwara, who was holding the stairs, came back and placed the peaked cap on his head on the coffee table.

"So you know everything?"

The hoarse voice sounded faintly sad to Sayuri Matsumoto. She covered her mouth and rushed into Fujiwara's arms.

Hugging this woman helplessly, Fujiwara Kenji tried hard to recall his past humor. Just as he was about to say a few words to tease her, he heard a few short words coming from his chin.

"Were you, you were one of them before?"

"Wait! Wait!"

Fujiwara pulled Matsumoto away suddenly, holding her shoulders and staring at her with his blue eyes between the bandages: "So you think I am a bomber?"

"It's okay, I will wait for you to come back from prison, so please go and surrender."

The weak expression on Sayuri Matsumoto's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a kind of perseverance, which seemed to prove that she was also the daughter of a former Metropolitan Police Department administrator.

"If Kojiro-kun has done anything particularly egregious, I will do my best to apologize to him and make amends."

Touched by Sayuri Matsumoto's words, Fujiwara opened his mouth and took a long time to spit out: "You silly woman."

It is obvious that she has lost her original handsome appearance, her voice has become hoarse, and her whole body is covered in bandages. She cannot be the object of any girl to be married, but she...

"Please surrender yourself, Kojiro-kun." Sayuri Matsumoto put her arms around Fujiwara's neck: "There is only one thing, please promise me."

"What……"

Before he finished speaking, Fujiwara suddenly felt that his mind was dizzy. He stared at Matsumoto with wide eyes. When the other party took a step back, he fell to the ground and leaned against the handrail of the stairs.

[It’s so hot, what’s wrong with me...]

Recalling the process after he arrived home, Fujiwara suddenly looked at the tea cup and said in a trembling voice: "That cup of tea..."

Sayuri Matsumoto in front of her was different from usual. She walked up to Fujiwara who was half lying on the ground, sat gently on him, and then put her hand on her stomach.

"If Kojiro-kun goes in, he will definitely stay for more than ten years. Please don't leave me alone at home..."

[That yandere look...]

Fujiwara, who had been secretly observing Kudo Yuji, said one last word before losing consciousness.

"You are indeed sisters..."

…

"Borrow money."

Sitting on the sofa in Tohru Amuro's detective office, Jinpei Matsuda held his forehead with his hands and looked at the blond man playing with the dog in front of him without any politeness.

"Let's not talk about it for now. If you rush to me like this, it is very likely that my identity will be exposed."

"If you really had such concerns, you would have reminded me the moment I knocked on your door."

He let himself in in such a grand manner without any warning. Didn't he make it clear that he could tell some truth?

After opening a can of coffee, Toru Amuro patted Yujiro's butt twice. Watching the pouring rain outside the window hitting the white flowers on his balcony, he hurriedly ran to carry the flowerpot into the house.

"Really, the rain almost destroyed the flowers."

Watching Toru Amuro carefully wipe off the secreted mucus from the center of the flower due to heavy rain with a wet wipe, Matsuda Jinpei waited patiently for him to come back and sit down, taking a sip of coffee before explaining the situation.

"I'm getting married."

"Pfft..."

All the coffee in his mouth sprayed on Shinpachi's head. Toru Amuro hurriedly held Haro in his arms and rubbed his mouth: "That female policewoman with short hair?"

"Yes." Matsuda Jinpei nodded and raised his head with pride: "I haven't saved any money in these years."

Knowing that he would donate all his extra salary to the orphans who had lost their normal lives because of the bombers, Toru Amuro didn't say anything. He just took out his wallet, looked through his bank cards, and counted silently in his mind.

"How much do you want?"

After making a sign of five, Toru Amuro nodded and placed a five million yen card on the table.

"It's fifty million yen."

Pulling the card back suddenly, Toru Amuro rolled his eyes and raised his finger to point at the door of the office.

"Hey, don't be like this, we are good brothers."

"If you borrow so much money, even brothers will hesitate for half a year, okay?!"

Matsuda Jinpei also knew that he had borrowed a lot. He changed his stinky face from the past, and his mouth that could not say anything good actually became gentler.

"Look, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event."

"I think you can spend five million at once, and then come back several times. I can consider borrowing it in installments."

The organization will investigate how almost every money he spends. It is not easy to borrow five million.

"You are cursing me, you are definitely cursing me."

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and looked at the ground with a frustrated face. He seemed to find his appearance quite interesting. The three dogs all came to him and looked at the ground, which was a bit funny.

"Okay, okay." Toru Amuro waved his hand and flipped through his wallet with a look of helplessness on his face: "I'll lend it to you, but you have to agree to a condition."

"You say, no matter what it is, I agree!"

Jumping up, Matsuda Jinpei extended his paw to Toru Amuro's wallet with excitement on his face.

"The condition is that you invite Miss Qiansu here."

Curly's hand stopped in mid-air, and his expression became very pale: "I can't do this."

He clearly didn't think highly of Kenji, but now he wanted to show his happiness to Sister Qiansu. He couldn't do such a shameless thing.

"If you don't invite her, you will definitely regret it."

Toru Amuro put all the cards in his wallet on the table, turned his back and took a manga of Edogawa III from the bookshelf to read. He didn't look back until the sound of the door closing behind him.

"Have you finally made up your mind?" The blonde looked at the tabletop that had disappeared, and glanced at the pot of flowers from the corner of his eye.

"It's strange, why are they blooming? It's obviously not the right time yet..."