Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Ran?"

Hiki Eri seemed to understand who her daughter thought Conan was, but Ran didn't seem to know Conan at all, as if she had forgotten a lot of things.

"I have some experience in this."

Yuji pushed Maori Kogoro away and put his hands on the head of the bed: "Ran, how old are you now?"

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"Seven...seven years old..."

What should I do? Suddenly, an unknown older brother looked at her, and her parents didn't think of him as a stranger at all.

Ran remembered that her first-grade teacher said that strangers should not be trusted casually. She wanted to do the same when she saw this boy, but she couldn't do it.

Seven-year-old Ran was still an ordinary good friend to Shinichi. Without ten years of getting along, they couldn't even be considered childhood sweethearts. Compared to childish friends, a handsome brother is better.

"It's like this, just like when I was in the United States." Yuji put his hand on Ran's forehead and comforted her who seemed a little nervous.

[Are you scared because you don't know what happened? 】

"It's okay, we will all be with you."

"Hi..."

Xiaolan, who still looks like a girl but is a loli inside, starts to blush. Compared with Shinichi, who occasionally bullies and laughs at her, this brother is not only good-looking, but also gentle, and has a faint fragrance.

"Uncle, I think I should let Xiaolan stay here tonight and keep watch."

Yuji raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "It's already 2:30 in the morning. Even if the doctor comes to diagnose her now, the diagnosis report will be postponed until 8 o'clock in the morning. Let Xiaolan sleep for a while now."

"No... I won't fall asleep, will I?" Maori Kogoro looked at the boy in panic.

Since his wife and he separated, they have been dependent on each other for ten years. If something happens to Xiaolan, he really doesn't know if he will go crazy.

"Are you really a 37-year-old?" Yuji pouted helplessly.

"Auntie Eri is not feeling well, so let's go back first."

The boy took out the key from his pocket and threw it to Yuzuki: "This is very close to my home, you guys go and rest first."

"This is the only way now."

Kudo Yukiko supported Kisaki Eri, and they all walked out slowly. Seeing the old man secretly following behind, Yuji coughed.

"Great writer, there is still a serial killer outside. You should not want to go to bed so early, the case is calling you."

The whole person shook, Kudo Yusaku fell behind the main group, and said after hesitating: "I... That's what I think..."

[I don't look like it. 】

Since Xiaolan woke up, he has been worried about her, and Conan finally couldn't help asking.

"Xiaolan? Why are you looking at him all the time?"

In fact, this is not what he wanted to say. He wanted to ask why Xiaolan didn't look at him. The jealous Shinichi who had been offline for a long time quietly logged in.

"Hey." Xiaolan played with her fingers. She saw the brother looking at her because of what Shinichi said, and lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

"I think I have seen this brother before."

Because his daughter woke up, Kogoro was a little relaxed now. Hearing Xiaolan's words, he muttered: "Isn't he only seven years old? Where have you seen him like this?"

Still not understanding what her father meant by only seven years old, Xiaolan hummed: "Although I haven't seen him, this brother is good-looking and speaks better than Shinichi and Dad. I think I have seen him and treated him as a brother I haven't seen for a long time. What's wrong?"

It sounded a bit like a spoiled child, and Maori Kogoro let her do it. Only the jealous king had alarm bells in his heart, looking at his dazed brother.

[I think I have heard this somewhere...]

...

"So you stayed in the hospital all night?"

Putting breakfast in front of Yuuji, Akiko looked at the boy who kept yawning.

"I don't know why, but when I was about to leave, Xiaolan grabbed my sleeve and wouldn't let go, so I had to lie down next to the bed and sleep."

Yuji picked up the chopsticks, brought the fried egg to his mouth, and ate it bit by bit.

"Then... what's wrong with him?"

Pointing at Conan who was staring at the egg at the dining table, Akiko leaned close to the boy's ear: "He has dark circles under his eyes."

"Adolescent children are so unpredictable."

Yuji sighed pretentiously, then drank his morning coffee, picked up his suit jacket and car keys and walked out.

"I'm going to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Driving slowly on the road, he kept recalling the scene in the women's restroom last night.

Xiaolan fell to the ground, several toilet cubicles were wide open, and the outer layer of Officer Sato's dress was placed on the sink, not even wet.

Either the criminal's martial arts value was far superior to Xiaolan, or the criminal's assassination ability was high enough to knock them down before the two of them could react, but if he could do this, why did he kidnap Officer Sato?

"Is it something related to a previous case?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yuji muttered in a low voice: "But it could also be someone they all know."

After parking the car in the parking lot outside the Metropolitan Police Department, Yuji did not enter the building first, but walked towards the Amuro Detective Agency outside.

"It's really early to open today..."

When he pushed the door open, he saw Matsuda Jinpei sitting on the sofa smoking. Yuji kept shaking it in front of his nose: "How many cigarettes did you smoke? The room is so irritating."

He opened the window to disperse the smell, and after a while, the boy saw Toru Amuro, whose face was green from smoking secondhand smoke in the middle of the night.

"He called me at about three o'clock and said he would come and sit for a while until dawn."

Hearing the sound of Matsuda knocking on the coffee table, Toru Amuro rolled his eyes, took out a pack of Marlboros from his back and threw it to him: "This is the last pack."

"You don't even have ten packs of cigarettes here?!"

It seems that smoking can help Matsuda Jinpei concentrate. The shortage of cigarettes makes him a little unbearable: "You are still open for business."

Generally speaking, shouldn’t everyone have cigarettes on hand for the convenience of customers?

"I don't really run a detective agency, this is just a cover."

Amuro Toru rubbed her temples: "So did you think of anything?"

"I checked the surveillance outside the hotel." Matsuda Jinpei touched his mouth: "The person who parked his car under the women's restroom was a blond pervert."

The room was silent for a long time, not to mention the curious Yuji who was hiding behind the desk. The veins on Toru Amuro's head were about to pop out on the sofa.

"There...is there surveillance?!"

"Yeah, last night Officer Megure said that there was a murder case in the hotel before. A guy who installed a monitor to peek into the women's locker room was killed by the female foreman. The files in the monitor were taken away as evidence, but the monitor Haven’t had time to dismantle it yet.”

Today's monitors have built-in memory that automatically overwrites the video every six hours and then transfers the previous video to the internal archive.

"If the police department hadn't asked them to cut off all power in the hotel and the surveillance camera wouldn't continue to record, the video would have been completely invisible after overwriting."

Although the surveillance video was blurry, no one else could see clearly. But his intuition already told Matsuda who this person was.

"Tell me, why did you kidnap my wife?"