Conan's other self

Kudo Yukiko thinks this method is feasible.

So she is a little sulky now.

She now feels that this is actually something that can be solved with just a few phone calls from Yuzuo, so her worries and running around these days have become useless.

You must know that the time it takes for her to go back and forth is more than a whole day.

In addition, she is actually somewhat looking forward to participating in the realistic interpretation of the novel written by Kudo Yusaku. Even Yusaku himself should have this idea.

However, they came back to stop the killings, not for show. So Kudo Yukiko didn't hesitate and decided to follow Maplehara's method.

Naturally it was Kudo Yusaku's turn to make the call, so she took some time off.

Now that everyone is here, Kudo Yukiko decided to stay here for a few days and let Xiaoxin and Xiaoai show off her cooking skills.

Dr. A Li is addicted to the Internet and has very good taste. Haibara Ai seemed to be listening to the recording left by her sister. It was not convenient to disturb him, so the two went out to do some shopping.

When she came back, Haihara Ai had already returned to the living room and was flipping through magazines. She couldn't tell that she was in a low mood before.

"Xiao Ai," Kudo Yukiko asked, "I was just about to ask you! I plan to cook food for you. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Eh?" Haiyuan Ai was stunned for a moment, "I can do it..."

"Peanut blueberry jam sandwich?"

Haiyuan looked at Fengyuan in surprise as he put down the big and small bags.

Kudo Yukiko saw Haibara Ai's reaction in her eyes and gave the two people a meaningful look.

"This can't be eaten for lunch!" Kudo Yukiko said angrily, "But did we just buy some jam?"

Maplehara hummed in response.

"Then let's make some for snacks." Yukiko Kudo said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"How do you know?" Haibara Ai watched Kudo Yukiko walk away, relaxed slightly, and then asked in a low voice to Feng Yuan next to him.

She didn't remember saying that.

"When you went to buy sandwich ingredients yesterday, you put these in your cart and they weren't there when you checked out."

"So I thought, maybe you wanted to eat it yourself, but you were worried that if the doctor found out, you wouldn't be able to help but want to eat it, so you gave up.

"..."

Haiyuan Ai stared at Fengyuan with half-moon eyes.

"Mr. Detective, if you don't act like your own detective, you actually use your reasoning skills on such boring things." Haiyuan snorted and turned his head away, then looked back, "Then what do you like to eat?"

"Lemon pie?"

Maplehara was not so sure.

Probably due to physical reasons, his current eating preferences are similar to Conan's. So if Kudo Shinichi likes him, he should also like it.

However, including before traveling, he had never eaten lemon pie.

"Oh... Mr. Detective actually likes such childish things." Haihara Ai looked away, his eyes wandering, and his fingers were twirled around the slightly curly brown hair, "I'll go over and help."

…

Conan's trip to Okinawa was not a pleasant one.

As soon as the plane landed, they encountered a kidnapping case at the airport. Then after arriving at the hotel, the elementary school students running around encountered another murder case.

By the time the case was resolved, their original trip would be almost over.

After hurriedly returning home, before she had time to rest, Xiaolan found another letter and the accompanying ticket from the mailbox.

This was sent by someone they met in a case they had helped solve before - Natsue Shibomoto.

So they set off again.

"Hello, Mr. Mouri Kogoro, and Xiaolan and Conan, how are you all? I promised to give you the Beidou Star tickets..."

Sitting in the royal suite of the Beidou Star train, Xiaolan read the letter to Conan and Uncle Maori. Because of the rush of time, they didn't even have time to read it carefully.

"That's it!" After finishing reading, Xiaolan said happily to Conan.

"Oh? This ticket is a gift from Sister Xia Jiang!"

"Yes! I really hope to see Miss Xia Jiang soon."

"We haven't seen each other since the last luxury liner incident." Uncle Maori took over Xiaolan's words, "We are able to travel to Hokkaido in the Royal Suite of the Big Dipper this time because of my sleeping Kogoro. ."

"However, it seems that from that time on, I would strangely fall into a deep sleep when reasoning..."

Dad is saying strange things again.

"Are you hungry?" Xiaolan decided to change the subject.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Xia Jiang also ordered dinner for us. Let's go to the dining car!"

As Uncle Maoli said this, he opened the door and walked outside. But as soon as he came out, a middle-aged man wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses bumped into him.

"Asshole!" The man in sunglasses pulled down his mask so that he could curse more clearly, "Where are your eyes?"

"Huh?" Uncle Maoli was stunned for a moment.

"Ah! Aren't you just——"

Uncle Maori failed to react, but the man in sunglasses seemed to recognize Uncle Maori.

He didn't want to deal with the detective, so he was about to put on his mask and leave quickly.

But at this time, another tall and strong man walked in front of him, and when he seemed ready to go around him, he called him in a low voice.

"Anji Asama?"

Anji Asama?

Uncle Maori was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the man in sunglasses turn around and run away. The tall and strong man who had just walked over jumped and pinned the man under him, and even took off his hat and wig.

The man in sunglasses instantly revealed his shiny bald head.

"Anji Asama!" the tall and muscular man shouted, "It is indeed you!"

"what happened?"

The stunned Mouri Kogoro subconsciously opened his mouth, and then he found that two men rushed out from the corridor and the next room and held down the man who was struggling crazily on the ground.

"Let me go! How did you find out that-" Anji Asama yelled while struggling, and then seemed to remember something, "It's that bastard Kagorisori? He actually dared to betray me! How dare he!"

"Anji Asama, please be more honest!"

The tall and strong man, with the cooperation of his companions, subdued the struggling Anji Asama and then took him into custody.

Xiaolan and Conan also came out and looked at the scene in front of them curiously.

"It looks like we're trying to catch a criminal, Conan."

"Yes, Sister Xiaolan." Conan said cutely.

It looks like they are just trying to catch fugitives... There shouldn't be any need for me as a detective to take action, right?

Conan was thinking to himself, as the fugitive named Anji Asama, who was surrounded by police officers opposite, looked distant and angry, and kept yelling crazily.

"How dare he! How dare he!"

"be honest--"

Then something unexpected happened.

Anji Asama suddenly bumped to the side, knocking the detective who was holding him staggered. Then he turned around, knocked away the two detectives behind him, and rushed towards Conan and Xiaolan who had just walked out of the suite.

"Get out of my way!"

Anji Asama rushed over while roaring, but Xiaolan seemed to be too frightened to react.

Conan reacted, but he was only a child's body, and the distance was too short. He didn't have time to use the anesthesia needle, watch, or foot-strengthening shoes, so he could only block Xiaolan in front of her.

There is nothing he can do.

There was a thud.

Conan felt the train shake violently.

Uncle Maori rushed in front of the two of them in one step, and with just a pull and a flick, Asama Anji hit the car body hard.

"..."

The uncle was quite reliable at this time, and Conan felt relieved.

The tall detective opposite also breathed a sigh of relief.

But things are obviously not over yet.

Uncle Maori stepped over Anji Asama, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and grabbed the tall plainclothes detective by the collar.

"Asshole!" Uncle Maoli yelled, spitting all over the other person's face, "You're a detective, right? You can't even look down on a prisoner!"

"Yeah, sorry."

The tall detective looked ashamed.

The Metropolitan Police even told them which room Asama Anji lived in. If they did this, they would let Asama Anji run away...

"Dad, it's okay." Xiaolan hugged Conan and called Uncle Maori back from his anger.

"Mouri Kogoro!" In the awkward moment, another plainclothes policeman showed a surprised look, "Are you the sleeping Kogoro?"

"Huh?" Uncle Mouri was stunned for a moment, then loosened his hand and straightened his collar, "Yes, I am the famous detective Mouri Kogoro!"

"Really a Maori detective!"

"Ahem," Uncle Maori cleared his throat, "Now let's talk about what's going on."