Oh, so it's his mom!
No...
There's no ghost at all!
Conan, his eyes blazing with anger, strode to the bathroom, then answered the phone, ready to question his mother about what she was up to so late at night.
Then I heard Yukiko's impatient voice coming from the other end of the phone.
“Son, Shinichi, Mom will pick you up tomorrow. How about we go back to Mom’s hometown together?” Yukiko’s voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and her tone was several decibels higher than usual.
This was yet another brilliant idea she had come up with.
Since she can't beat the bad man, can't she just use the best of the thirty-six stratagems to run away?
Anyway, he can't possibly chase us all the way back to our hometown.
Moreover, just two days ago, a childhood friend messaged me, asking me to bring Yusaku to her house to help investigate something.
This is truly a stroke of luck!
Yukiko couldn't help but want to burst out laughing at the thought of the puzzled look on Hanyu Nan's face when he came to her house tomorrow and couldn't find her.
The more she thought about it, the happier and more smug she became, completely unaware of the murderous glare her son was giving her on the other end of the phone.
"So, Mom, you stayed up all night just to talk to me about this?" Conan felt like he was going to grind his teeth to dust. He was really speechless. How could he have such a crazy mom?!
Hearing her son's words, Yukiko blinked her big eyes and said innocently, "No! I was asleep! I just woke up."
"I..." Conan swallowed the curse that was on the tip of his tongue.
She's your own mother; no matter how much you scold her, you'll probably be the one who suffers in the end.
In desperation, he could only bang his head against the hard toilet wall in a fit of frustration, making a "bang bang" sound.
It's collapsed, completely collapsed!
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