Edogawa Conan opened his eyes in the darkness.
Realizing that he still felt dizzy and weak, he stood up unsteadily.
His hands were tied behind his back.
The fat woman is not here.
So……
Where is that Tsushima guy who was with him at that time?
He looked around but didn't see Tsushima Shuji.
I jumped on the table and looked outside.
It's the second floor of a remote house.
Damn it!
What on earth do they want to do!
"It's all thanks to you, otherwise that kid would have run away." The fat woman's voice came from outside the room.
Edogawa Conan quickly ran to the door and looked outside through the small hole in the door.
"Indeed, it's all thanks to him, but you were too careless." A man wearing a dark blue stand-up collared cloak, a top hat and a white evil mask said in a low voice.
! ! !
He is an organizational person!
how come……
"Oh, I didn't expect that that guy would actually run up to me and ask for help." Another low, familiar, emotionless voice sounded.
This is……
Edogawa Conan tried to open his eyes wide enough to see.
But he saw Shuji Tsushima, dressed in black, sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face.
The exposed left eye was emotionless, dark and dead.
how come……
That guy Tsushima...
Are you actually with them? ! !
Damn it!
Has it turned out that I have been targeted by the organization? !
Kudo Shinichi clenched his fists.
"I just want to laugh when I talk about this. That kid is so naive. Are you sure he is the high school detective Kudo Shinichi?" the fat woman said with a proud smile.
"It's unmistakable. It's him. He probably took the medicine developed by the organization and his body shrank into what it is now." The man wearing the mask said in a hoarse and low voice.
"Indeed, he is Kudo Shinichi." Sitting on the sofa, Tsushima Shuji also confirmed this fact.
"Are you going to kill him?" The young man in black said in a low voice, his kite-colored left eye was dull, and he was filled with a dark aura.
"No, let's keep observing first." The man wearing the mask said.
Damn...
"Is that kid awake?" the woman asked.
Kudo Shinichi watched the masked man walking towards the room and immediately lay down on the ground and pretended to be fainted.
"Not yet." The man walked outside the room and looked through the opening in the door.
"I brought a box of organized medicine. As long as someone takes it, they will know its effect." The masked man held a small silver iron box in one hand, showing half red and half white pills.
Edogawa Conan stared at the pill box, ready to make a move.
"Anyway, tomorrow's transaction partner will be killed after the transaction is completed." The man wearing the mask said ruthlessly.
"The trading time is 13 o'clock tomorrow. Let's have a good sleep tonight." The man said.
The woman and the man laughed wildly, and the boy on the sofa sneered darkly.
The aura of evil filled this space.
…
Kudo Shinichi, who had been looking for clues in the house for a long time, followed the clues to the Rice Krispies Hotel and found the room number in the hotel parking lot.
After trying his best to trick a kid, he successfully sneaked into the room where they were doing business.
Then he was grabbed out of the closet by a man wearing a mask.
A tall man, a fat woman, a woman wearing a mask, Shuji Tsushima, dressed in black and bandaged, all stared at a certain elementary school student who was pulled out of the closet.
"Farewell, Kudo Shinichi-senpai." Tsushima Shuji in black said.
Damn it, Tsushima, you guy, why! ! !
"Goodbye, high school detective." The masked man said, took out a pistol and pulled the trigger on Edogawa Conan.
Do I want to die?
Kudo Shinichi's eyes widened in despair.
A small arrow hit Edogawa Conan on the head.
Kudo Shinichi:......
"Sorry, sorry, I really can't pretend anymore." The man wearing the mask couldn't help but smile and took off the mask.
"...??" Dad?
Edogawa Conan looked confused.
"It's me." The fat woman said and pulled off her entire head with her hair, revealing a younger and more beautiful face.
Kudo Shinichi:...Mom?
That tall man...
"It's me, Shinichi." A zipper appeared on the man's chest, and Dr. Ari got out of it.
This guy Natsushima...
Kudo Shinichi looked at Tsushima Shuji on the side.
"Hey." Tsushima Shuji tilted his head and waved to him.
Oh, you are so big! ! !
You actually followed them to play with me! !
This is too much! ! !
Kudo Shinichi lay expressionless on the sofa.
"There's no way, the clues I left are meaningless to Shuji..." Kudo Yusaku said helplessly.
"So I can't put you two together."
"After all, Xiuzhi recognized me as soon as he saw me."
"It's different from a high school detective who can't even recognize his own mother." Yukiko Kudo said in an airy tone.
Kudo Shinichi’s dead eyes: I’m really sorry.
You guys act so much like each other, you're so evil.
etc.
"Mom, why did you call this guy Tsushima Shuji..." Edogawa Conan couldn't help but ask.
"Don't you call me Tsushima-nii? Sure enough..." Tsushima Shuji shook his head aside.
Kudo Shinichi: Sure enough, you guy obviously knows my identity! Don't say it yet! Watch me call you brother every day! !
Damn it, you brat! !
"Hey, because your father and I met Shuji when we were young." Yukiko Kudo explained.
"At your sister Chrissy's party."
"When he was young, he was already a genius recognized by your father." Kudo Yukiko boasted.
"Indeed, I was shocked by his genius at that time." Kudo Yusaku said helplessly.
At that time, he published a new mystery novel, and the children and adults at the party gathered around him trying to understand the plot and who the murderer was.
Among the crowd full of questions, a little boy wearing a black suit and a bandage on his right eye stood expressionless, standing out.
"Have you read my book? Do you have any questions to ask? Children." Kudo Yusaku asked gently.
A sentence prepared to answer a child's innocent question.
But I heard the boy's cold voice.
"...He must be the murderer." He said.
Kudo Yusaku was stunned for a moment.
He was convinced that he did not identify the murderer in the article...
So……
Why does this child know?
"Why do you think so?" Kudo Yusaku squatted down, looked at the boy, and said in a serious tone.
"...It's too simple." The boy's voice was cold.
But it made Kudo Yusaku lose his language ability.
"It's true, Shuuji, this kid, is the first person to tell me in front of me that the plot of the novel I wrote is too simple and the truth can be seen at a glance." Kudo Yusaku said in admiration.
That was the child that Chrissy's friend temporarily fostered with the other person's home.
After that, he often showed drafts of his unpublished works to others.
That child always has a cold and detached attitude, but he can directly point out the method and the culprit.
Of course the reviews are different.
"too easy."
"It's boring."
"It's pretty interesting."
The boy always responded so coldly.
However, cases that receive his relatively interesting evaluation will trigger thinking and discussion among mystery enthusiasts around the world.
Those cases are also known as the most difficult cases written by Kudo Yusaku.
However, these cases can only get a relatively interesting evaluation in front of Tsushima Shuji.
Kudo Yusaku knew that this child's genius was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
However, not long after, the child's family took him away, and Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko never saw each other again.
"But Shuji looks exactly the same as he did when he was a child." Kudo Yukiko said.
After all, he changed from a little boy wearing a black suit and bandages to a teenager wearing a black suit coat and still wearing bandages.
It's almost like enlarging it proportionally.
"Shinichi, you must study hard with Shuji." Kudo Yusaku patted Kudo Shinichi on the head.
Kudo Shinichi's dead eye: Why should I learn from that guy...
He is a suicidal person...
But... even my dad would be impressed by how talented Tsushima is!
Kudo Shinichi fell into deep thought.
"It's so dangerous here, why not leave with your parents." Yukiko Kudo suggested.
"I have friends in the Joint Police Station. It won't be long before I can find the whereabouts of that organization..." Kudo Yusaku said calmly.
Shuji Tsushima on the side:...
Are you talking about the FBI? It’s useless, it’s useless, it can’t be found~
"I don't! I want to find out that organization myself!" Conan Edogawa refused loudly.
"But..." Kudo Yukiko said worriedly.
"Forget it, let Shinichi investigate on his own for the time being." Kudo Yusaku stood up.
"I think there must be other reasons why he doesn't want to leave." He said meaningfully.
Kudo Shinichi: Dead fish eyes and blushing face.
…
Kudo Yukiko, who became Edogawa Fumiyo again, sent Edogawa Conan back to the Mori Detective Agency.
Mouri Kogoro, who received a huge check, happily agreed to let Edogawa Conan continue to stay.
"Here in Japan, Shinichi asks you to take more care of Shuji." Kudo Yukiko and Kudo Yusaku stood in front of Tsushima Shuji.
"I understand." Tsushima Shuji glanced at a certain elementary school student and nodded.
I've taken enough care of him, that's why Gin didn't drop bombs at the Mori Detective Agency or fly a helicopter to bomb the agency.
After all, living people are more valuable than dead people.
Especially for experimental subjects.
"Are you still bored now?" Kudo Yusaku asked.
The young man was stunned.
"No, it's like one day, it suddenly became interesting." The boy with a bandage on his right eye lowered his left eye and chuckled.
It would be great if it were true.
The world becomes interesting one day.
"Really?" Kudo Yusaku said softly.
"That's good." He seemed relieved.
"...Yeah." Tsushima Shuji replied with unclear meaning.
"Your state as a child made me very worried that your outstanding talent would bring destruction to you..." Kudo Yusaku said seriously.
[The evil genius seems to never escape the end of self-destruction]
[It seems that their steps will never be left in the world]
Yukiko Kudo and Yusaku Kudo boarded a flight to the United States.
