Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Couple, Mr. Uozuka, is this true or not?!"

Yuji immediately pulled the girls to a table: "He actually has a girlfriend!"

The boy thought about the identity of the woman in his mind. If Vodka really has a girlfriend, then Gin must know it. He will not allow his younger brother to find an ordinary person. It is not surprising that she is also a member of the organization.

[And she is a member of Tokyo. I can ask Miss Chris to check it out someday. No, maybe she already knows it. ]

"I remember, her name is Miss Aniki Qin." Kaori put her finger on her chin and finally remembered the name of the silver-haired woman.

Aniki, isn't that what the big brother meant? After all this time, it turned out to be Gin.

The boy showed a helpless expression on his face, but suddenly found that there was laughter coming from all around. He looked around and wondered.

[Is Kaori's voice so loud? And what are these people laughing at. 】

Looking towards Vodka, there was only a man in a white suit holding his shoulders and laughing, as if he was very familiar with him.

[Is that man also a member of the organization? Haven't seen him in Tokyo? 】

While taking out the eavesdropping blocker invented by Hiroki from his pocket, Yuji looked at the mouth shape of the man in white. He pressed the button of the pen and threw it out. The next second, he saw almost everyone in the hall squatting with their ears covered. He was shocked.

Oh my god, so many black ones...

Smelling the smell of burnt chicken feathers from the girls' handkerchiefs, the boy did not speak, but asked them to go to the door to get a new one, anyway, the one at the door must have been burned.

"Mr. Uozuka, you look a little ugly." Standing next to Vodka, the man in a white suit used his little finger to pick his ears, speaking fluent Japanese. He had an Asian face, and he seemed more honest than Vodka, who looked a bit mixed.

"Did your girlfriend drain your body?" He didn't show his expression, and teased Vodka in a low voice.

"Compared to Mr. Ben from the Hong Kong branch, I may not be much of a person." Uozuka Saburo was not angry, but just glanced at the man lightly: "After all, I was not killed by the police, and I ran to Tokyo like a stray dog."

"Hahaha, you are really joking." Mr. Ben stretched out his right hand seriously: "MSS is different from the police anyway."

After shaking hands, Mr. Ben glanced in the direction of Kudo Yuji and casually greeted his subordinates, a man and a woman.

"We have something else to do, so we won't disturb such an elegant banquet." He kept rubbing the red handkerchief he received from the door, and when Yuji pretended to be unsure whether to choose sashimi or barbecue, he came to the boy.

"You are Mr. Kudo, right?"

He did not come up to ask for a handshake, but took an old magazine and a signature pen from his subordinates and looked at Yuji calmly.

"This is..." The boy put down the plate and chopsticks: "The magazine that Edogawa III first published!"

This thing is not uncommon, but most people buy single volumes, so this is the first time that Yuji has met someone who wants him to sign a magazine.

"Fandy has always been your fan." Mr. Ben stepped aside and let Yuji look at the ponytailed girl with glasses behind him: "We are from Hong Kong."

"Hong Kong, China?"

After two seconds of silence, Mr. Ben suddenly laughed and nodded: "Yes, Hong Kong, China."

[I haven't seen Chinese people for a long time...]

"See you again if we are lucky, Mr. Kudo."

Watching the three people leave the hall, Yuji also breathed a sigh of relief. He noticed the two girls who asked for handkerchiefs at the door to no avail, rubbed his nose, and asked the waiter for three room cards.

"Let's go." The boy walked out of the door and stopped Yuzuki and Kaori who wanted to continue asking for new handkerchiefs: "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

After distributing the room cards to the girls, Yuji remembered Miss Chris who left early, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

………

"I don't want to wait any longer!"

After tapping the table lightly, Eri Kisaki finally couldn't control herself, squinting her eyes and staring at Kogoro Maori across from her: "It's already one in the morning, old man, what do you think?"

"What do you think? What do you think? I don't understand what you are saying." Holding a fork in his mouth, Uncle Maori drank red wine and looked out the huge French window. He saw Tokyo in the distance still flashing neon lights. The beautiful scenery was a good side dish.

"That's enough, Xiaolan, I'm going back to sleep. I still have work to do tomorrow."

Eri Kisaki tore the towel around her neck and threw it on the table. After nodding and greeting the lady in red next door, she picked up her bag and walked out without looking back.

"Mom, wait for me!" Xiaolan also chased after him, leaving Conan drinking with Uncle Maori and the woman next door who had been looking at their family.

"Mom, don't be angry."

Holding her mother at the elevator entrance, Xiaolan lowered her head in embarrassment under the gaze of Hibiki Eri: "What...what are you doing..."

"Xiaolan, this party was not arranged by your father at all, right?" Hibiki Eri hugged her daughter and touched Xiaolan's head helplessly: "Sorry, I lost my temper again."

"No...I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied that my father prepared the hotel." The girl pushed her mother away and shook her hand, saying: "But I really didn't lie to you about the gift, my father really prepared a gift for you."

"If he really has a gift for me, why hasn't he given me any sign even after my birthday?"

The elevator stopped with a ding. Closing her eyes, Hibiki Eri took out a bank card from her wallet and put it in her daughter's hand before walking into the elevator.

"My room is on the 16th floor, 1608. If you don't want to sleep in the same room with that old man, come and live with me."

As the elevator went up, Xiaolan leaned against the wall, not knowing what to say.

Even though everything was ready, Xiaolan began to question her actions because her father didn't give her mother a gift until her mother's birthday.

"Is it really right that I insist on getting my parents back together? They both think the other party is not suitable, but I am the only one who is being willful."

"Isn't this good?"

Feeling a little itchy at her feet, Xiaolan glanced at the Samoyed lying beside her right leg and licking her calf, and stood up to face the red lady in the restaurant just now.

"The child in your family also slept with your father. Let me remind you." After the woman finished speaking, she held the dog leash, pressed the switch, and waited quietly for the elevator to come down.

[Red dress, low-cut and bare back, why is this lady wearing the same as what Machiko said? Wait, could it be...]

Out of trial, the moment the lady stepped into the elevator, Xiaolan squeezed in and whispered, "Are you Machiko?"

There was no obvious reaction. Miss Chris just looked at Xiaolan quietly until the girl began to doubt whether she was too tired and a little depressed, then Belmode nodded reluctantly.

"It's me."