Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 912 That Friend You Said

the other side.Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Conan also returned home smoothly.

Although the high school students experienced two consecutive cases tonight, it may be because there are not so many enemies in the air. The mental state of the three of them is better than that of vodka, which has only experienced one case.

……

After washing, Conan pretended to lie down and sleep.

In fact, under the snoring of Mori Kogoro, he secretly opened the door, slipped downstairs, and took out his mobile phone.

Conan: "..." Unknowingly, the power of the black organization has infiltrated so close to me, and vodka has become Jiang Xia's assistant...

If the vodka is directed at him, Conan also plans to try to solve it independently.

But now, it's obviously not his business alone - a little carelessness may result in the death of a whole street.

and so……

With the light coming in from the street lamp, Conan pressed the phone, looked through the address book, and found the number of his father, Yusaku Kudo.

……

Although the last time, when Kudo Yusaku came to him, Conan proudly refused the help from his elders in order not to go back to the United States with his parents.

But after such a long time, the proud high school student detective has spent so long beside Jiang Xia, a terrible spoiler machine... Conan has become Buddhist, and his bottom line has gradually become flexible.

——Compared to the ending of group destruction, what's wrong with hugging your parents' thighs?
In any case, the best way to deal with it is to achieve the goal without killing people and setting fire to it.

For such a big matter, instead of blindly choosing in a dilemma alone, it is better to try to get in touch with Interpol or the FBI through Yusaku Kudo—maybe they know more about this mysterious organization instead.

Thinking of this, Conan finally convinced himself thoroughly.

He presses the dial key.Call Yusaku Kudo.

……

The bell rang a few times, and the other person picked it up.

Conan cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Dad, there is something important, is it convenient for you to talk now?"

"Hold on."

The background sound from Kudo Yusaku's side sounded a little messy, as if it was outside.

After a while, as the car door slammed shut, the other side of the phone fell silent, and Kudo Yusaku got into the car.

Soon, an adult's reliable voice came from the receiver: "What's wrong?"

"It's... that organization may have already targeted Jiang Xia."

Conan lowered his voice and told Yusaku Kudo in detail about the situation he encountered tonight, as well as his own thoughts and speculations.

……

There was silence on the phone for a while.

Conan waited patiently for a while, and couldn't help being suspicious: "Dad?"

"Well, I'm thinking." Yusaku Kudo came back to his senses and reminded his occasionally aggressive son:
"It just so happens that I have a friend in Tokyo, and I will ask him to find out the general purpose of the organization's contact with Jiang Xia. Don't act rashly—if the target of those people is not Jiang Xia, and your abnormal behavior has aroused the vigilance of the organization, things will go wrong instead. Very troublesome."

Conan is not surprised by this result, he has long known that Yusaku Kudo has a lot of contacts.

But when I heard this sentence, I was still a little surprised: "What kind of friend? Which organization has infiltrated the organization to such an extent?" To be able to inquire about such details as "the organization's purpose of approaching Jiang Xia"...

Yusaku Kudo did not answer.

He laughed and joked: "I remember someone saying before, 'You don't need the help of your parents, you can solve things by yourself'-I don't know if these things that can be solved include the source of information."

Conan: "..."

... He originally thought that he had lost his integrity.

But now it seems that there is still a little bit left.

——Thinking of making Yusaku Kudo leak the secret by rolling over the phone, and eating back his previous speech... Conan couldn't help but want to grab the ground with his head.

Moreover, it is undeniable that the questions he asked were indeed too sensitive - the identity of that "friend" might be an undercover agent who sneaked into the top of the organization.Even if I really put aside my face and asked, my father probably wouldn't tell him...

Thinking of this, Conan snorted, barely maintaining his integrity.

He changed the subject, chatted casually for a while, and then hung up the phone.

……

Although very curious, but...

Conan looked at the darkened phone screen and sighed: Forget it.After all, he is his own father. If the information is really important, he probably doesn't need to ask, and his father will tell him.

But now, since Dad doesn't say anything, he can't find out if he asks hard.

Besides, even if the real father is unreliable, isn't there still Anonymous?

——According to Anonymous' habit of adding obstacles to the organization and saving high school student detectives.If Vodka really had some conspiracy against Jiang Xia, Anonymous probably wouldn't watch it.

Conan: "..." It's just that Anonymous is not all a good organization.Those guys probably abducted Jiang Xia and became a group of mysterious people with them.Why don't you go to America...

Alas, there is still too little information to know.

Conan sighed dejectedly.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and tapped his head.

——Mao Lilan was just about to have a late-night snack, but suddenly found that the child was missing, so she came all the way to find it.

She looked at Conan's expression suspiciously: "Why are you so young? Don't think too much about it. I'll take you to the press conference tomorrow—Yuanzi said that many celebrities will go..." Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered the child's love for him. The celebrity was not interested, and Mao Lilan changed his words wittily, "There are also free meals and desserts!"

Conan: "..."

…is now the time to think about what to eat?Now is the critical time to rob people from evil organizations!

... But it's true, there's no point in worrying.

Conan: "..." Besides, when it comes to desserts, he is indeed a bit hungry - thinking about it carefully, in order to turn away the murderer in the mask case, they didn't even have time to eat dinner.

Conan sighed, and went to eat supper with Mao Lilan.

……

On the other side, on the road outside the airport.

Yusaku Kudo hung up the phone.

Different from the relaxed tone when he faced Conan just now, he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a little dignified.

Dr. A Li put away his luggage, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

He just heard the last sentence of the father and son's phone call, and couldn't help laughing: "Xinyi would ask you for help? What's the matter, it's so rare."

"It's nothing, it's just that he ran into a member of that organization again." Yusaku Kudo hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "Let's go to your house for supper today—it feels like you've gained weight recently, and the food should be good. "

Dr. A Li was stunned, and protested: "Nonsense! I have lost ten catties! ——Xiao Ai always takes away my fried chicken, and I occasionally hide a little fried food, only to find that it was soaked by her when I ate it I have used very bitter health medicines, which can no longer be used as food..."

(End of this chapter)