On the other side, Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Conan also returned home smoothly.
Although the high school students experienced two cases in a row tonight, perhaps because there were not so many enemies in the air, the mental state of the three of them was better than that of Vodka who only experienced one case.
…
After washing, Conan pretended to lie down and sleep.
In fact, under the purring sound of Kogoro Mouri, he secretly opened the door, slipped downstairs, and took out his mobile phone.
Conan: "..." Unknowingly, the power of the black organization has penetrated into places so close to him, and Vodka has actually become Jiang Xia's assistant...
If the vodka was directed at him, Conan planned to try to solve it independently.
But now, this is obviously not his problem alone - a little carelessness may cost the lives of an entire street.
so……
Using the light coming from the street lamp, Conan pressed the phone, flipped through the address book, and found the number of his father, Kudo Yusaku.
…
Although last time, when Kudo Yusaku came to see him, Conan proudly refused the help from his elders in order not to return to the United States with his parents.
But after so long, the proud high school detective spent so long beside Jiang Xia, the terrible spoiler machine... Conan's whole person has become more like a Buddhist, and his bottom line has gradually become more 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 or setting fires.
For such a big thing, instead of facing the dilemma of blind audition alone, it is better to try to contact Interpol or the FBI through Kudo Yusaku - maybe they will know more about this mysterious organization.
Thinking this way, Conan finally convinced himself...
He pressed the dial button and called Kudo Yusaku.
…
After ringing a few times, the other party picked 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 sounds a little messy, like it's outdoors.
After a while, with the sound of the car door closing, the other side of the phone became quiet, and Kudo Yusaku entered the car.
Soon, an adult's reliable voice came from the receiver: "What's wrong?"
"That's it...that organization may have been targeting Jiang Xia."
Conan lowered his voice and told Kudo Yusaku in detail about the situation he encountered tonight, as well as his thoughts and speculations.
…
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long while.
Conan waited patiently for a while and couldn't help but said suspiciously: "Dad?"
"Well, I'm thinking." Kudo Yusaku came back to his senses and reminded his occasionally aggressive son:
"I happen to have a friend in Tokyo. I will ask him to find out the general purpose of the organization's contact with Jiang Xia. Don't act rashly - if those people's goal is not Jiang Xia originally, and your abnormal behavior arouses the alert of that organization, things will turn out differently.
It’s very troublesome.”
Conan was not surprised by this result. He had long known that Kudo Yusaku had a wide network of contacts.
However, when I heard this sentence, I was still a little surprised: "What kind of friend? Which organization has penetrated the organization to this extent?" He was able to find out such details as "the organization's purpose of approaching Jiang Xia"...
Kudo Yusaku did not answer.
He laughed and joked: "I remember someone said before, 'Things can be solved by themselves without the help of parents' - I don't know if these things that can be solved include the source of intelligence."
Conan: "..."
... He originally thought that he had no moral integrity.
But now it seems that there is still a little bit left.
——When he thought of having Kudo Yusaku reveal the secret over the phone in a cute way, and eat back his previous remarks... 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 some undercover agent who had infiltrated the upper echelons of the organization. Even if he really put aside his face and asked, Dad
I'm afraid I won't tell him...
Thinking this, Conan snorted and barely maintained his moral integrity.
He changed the subject, chatted for a few words, and then hung up the phone.
…
Although I am very curious, but...
Conan looked at the dimmed phone screen and sighed: Forget it. He is his father after all. If the information is really important, his father will probably tell him without asking him.
But now, since dad won't tell me, I can't even ask him.
Besides, even if the biological father is unreliable, wouldn't he still be anonymous?
——According to Anonymous's habit of creating obstacles for the organization and rescuing high school student detectives. If Vodka really has some conspiracy against Jiang Xia, Anonymous probably won't watch.
Conan: "..." However, Anonymous is not entirely a benign organization. Wouldn't those guys abduct Jiang Xia and join them as a group of mysterious and elusive people? Then they might as well go to the United States...
Alas, the information we know is still too little.
Conan sighed gloomily.
At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and knocked on his head.
——Mao Lilan was just about to have a late-night snack when she suddenly found that the child was missing, so she searched for it all the way.
She looked at Conan's expression doubtfully: "What are you worrying about at such a young age? Don't think too much, I will take you to the press conference tomorrow - Yuanzi said that many celebrities will go..." At this point, she suddenly remembered that the child had
The celebrity was not interested, so Mao Lilan cleverly changed her words, "There are also meals and desserts that you can take for yourself!"
Conan: "..."
...Is now the time to think about what to eat? Now is the critical time to steal people from evil organizations!
...but indeed, there is no point in rushing.
Conan: "..." Moreover, speaking of dessert, he was indeed a little hungry - thinking about it carefully, in order to bring the murderer in the mask case to the scene, they didn't even have time to eat dinner.
Conan sighed and went to have supper with Mao Lilan.
…
On the other side, on the road outside the airport.
Kudo Yusaku 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 solemn.
Dr. Ali put away his luggage, opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
He just happened to hear the last sentence of the phone call between father and son, and couldn't help but laugh: "Xinyi would ask you for help? What's the matter? It's so rare."
"It's nothing, it's just that he met a member of that organization by chance again." Kudo Yusaku hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let's go to your house for today's midnight snack - I feel like you have gained some weight recently, so the food should be good.
"
Dr. A Li was startled and protested: "Nonsense! I have obviously lost ten pounds! - Xiao Ai always takes away my fried chicken. I occasionally hide some fried food, only to find that she has dripped it when I eat it.
After taking very bitter health medicine, it can no longer be used as food..."