Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Conan went back soon.

In the evening, five days had passed since he returned to Japan. Yuji had been waiting for Toru Amuro to come to his house. He looked at the calendar on the wall and finally received a call from Toru Amuro.

"Mr. Amuro?"

Knowing that the other party was at the door, Yuji walked over and opened the door. He saw a middle-aged man with glasses behind him and welcomed both of them into the house.

Sitting on the sofa, Kazami and Toru Amuro took the coffee brought by Yuji and introduced themselves to the boy.

"Teacher Kudo probably knew my real name a long time ago."

Toru Amuro put the quilt on the coffee table and looked up at the child in front of him: "Your father should have found out a long time ago."

He did know it, but it was not from his father. Yuji glanced at Kazami and began to talk about what he knew.

"Mr. Amuro's real name is Rei Furuya. He once studied at the Metropolitan Police Department Police Academy, and Officer Date, Officer Matsuda, Officer Hagiwara..."

Yuji looked at the calm face of the blond man and still said the name.

"And Officer Moribushi is a good friend."

"It seems that Mr. Kudo has also guessed about Jing." Toru Amuro smiled and continued to drink coffee.

"Officer Moribushi is a great man, sorry."

Yuji refilled Toru Amuro's cup with coffee. The boy didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only use this method, hoping that Toru Amuro would not indulge in sadness.

"No need to do this, this has nothing to do with Mr. Kudo. I came here today to say goodbye to Mr. Kudo."

Yuji raised his head in surprise, and was about to speak when he was stopped by Toru Amuro.

"Listen to me first, I can't tell you what I'm doing, I hope you don't know in this life, so I'm going to quit my assistant job now."

Toru Amuro took out a blank public security certificate from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table, with a photo of Yuji pasted inside.

"This is my arrangement as a superintendent, and it is officially recognized. If you have any problems in the future, just go to Kazami directly."

Amuro Toru pointed at the man who came with him, and then seemed to be relieved: "With my police rank, I can not report to the higher-ups, and the only thing I can give you directly is to the patrol chief. When you go out, it is enough to ask for help with this public security identity."

Kazami Yuya nodded to Yuji: "Hello, Kudo-kun, from today on, we are colleagues. Unlike us, you cannot carry a gun, but in an emergency, you can requisition the gun of ordinary police officers."

Hearing this, Yuji silently took the certificate. He knew that this was the protection given to him by Amuro Toru.

Amuro Toru stood up, touched the boy's head, and he and Kazami walked out together.

Yuji heard the sound of the two changing shoes, and he chased after them. The boy ran to the gate of the yard in slippers, looking at the blond man sitting in the co-pilot, he walked a little closer.

"Will we meet again, Mr. Amuro!"

Toru Amuro smiled. He did not answer Yuji's answer, but pointed at the slippers on the boy's feet: "Go back quickly, Mr. Kudo, it seems to be raining."

Kazami started the car, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car started. The boy ran after the car, he looked at the road, running very slowly in slippers.

"We can meet again, right, Mr. Amuro! Mr. Amuro!"

The car left, taking Toru Amuro with it. Yuji walked back home alone. He looked at the door of Toru Amuro's room on the first floor and sighed in frustration.

In the living room, Hiroki took the public security certificate and saw Yuji who came back, and comforted him carefully.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Yuji went upstairs directly in his wet slippers. Hiroki looked at the floor. He put the certificate in the drawer where all the certificates were placed at home, then took the mop and started cleaning.

………

"You quit my job as a comic assistant just to open your own detective agency?"

Yuji sat on the sofa in the Amuro Detective Agency, took the coffee brought by Amuro Toru, blew it, and tasted it carefully.

"Well..."

"You are not going to steal the job from Uncle Mori, it's very difficult for him now."

Yuji opened his mobile phone, which contained a text message from Conan. It seemed that he and Xiaolan went to meet Suzuki Ayako's fiancé.

The boy thought that after the explosion of the Beihua Municipal Building last time, Aunt Eri should have come back. Who knew that a few days later, she took advantage of Xiaolan and Conan's absence and prepared a candlelight dinner for her husband.

Not surprisingly, the couple had another big fight, and Kisaki Eri ran away from home again.

Really, what's wrong with this couple?

Yuji stood up and looked around, seeing the paintings and words of thanks on the wall. It was unknown where Amuro Toru bought them from, and the words were uglier than the other.

At lunchtime, Yuji squinted his eyes and walked to the window.

"I want to eat at the Nogami sushi restaurant that has been open for 100 years. You treat me."

At the Nogami sushi restaurant, the two of them would never be full unless they spent 50,000 yen. Amuro Toru smiled bitterly, hoping that Yuji could go to another restaurant: "The conveyor belt there is also very good."

"No..." Yuji rarely made a scene: "I just want to eat Nogami's sushi."

Touching his thin wallet, Amuro Toru nodded: "Okay, okay."

"I also have a toy I like. Recently, the replica belt of Kamen Rider has been released for 20,000 yen."

"Okay, okay."

... I'll go to the institute tomorrow to get some money.

………

"Brother, it's great that there's a parking lot around this ramen shop."

The sound of slurping noodles kept ringing in the main hall of Hayakawa Noodle Shop. This kind of ordinary ramen shop only has a row of seats in front of the counter. After ordering and paying, customers will eat directly at the counter.

"Be quiet."

Gin ordered a bowl of soy sauce ramen, and then signaled Vodka to pay with his eyes. He looked at the ramen served and took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket.

He quickly ate the ramen in the bowl and said to the shopkeeper: "General, another one."

The master put a sign in front of Gin after hearing it, and he shouted to the back: "One bowl of soy sauce ramen, 500 yen, thank you for your patronage!"

Gin's phone rang, he looked around, and found that no one was looking here, so he opened the text message.

In Vodka's puzzled eyes, Gin directly crushed his phone.

…That bourbon…

………

“So you went to eat high-end sushi, but you only packed me a bowl of Ichiran Ramen? That’s so unfair!”

Hiroki looked at the tonkotsu ramen on the table and ran to Yuji and stepped on his feet angrily: “Not to mention that the tonkotsu ramen is not delicious at all, the noodles have clumped up after so long.”

The genius boy was no different from an ordinary kid at this time. He just rolled on the ground and hugged Yuji’s legs again.

“I want to eat high-end sushi too. Buy me high-end sushi.”

The boy squatted down, and just when Hiroki thought Yuji was going to agree to him, an anesthetic needle shot into his neck.

…Finally quiet.