The thought that his classmates might look at him with pity and whisper, "So Kudo-kun is just a godson," made Conan feel a wave of dizziness, as if the whole world had turned gray and gloomy.
Takagi Wataru, listening nearby, was completely stunned. He couldn't help but whisper to Inspector Megure, "Inspector, is...is this really okay? What about Kudo-kun...?"
Inspector Megure lowered his voice and said earnestly, "Takagi, for the sake of social stability and the future of the Metropolitan Police Department, we have to learn to turn a blind eye to some things. Do you still want to advance your career?"
Wataru Takagi: "..."
So, Inspector, you're this kind of person?!
Is this still the upright Inspector Megure he knows?
Conan, who was listening intently, twitched his lips even more violently.
He felt like his entire worldview was being turned upside down. Inspector Megure! You're a police officer! How could you so easily admit to something so absurd!
However, he was just an ordinary elementary school student and couldn't stand up to refute it. He could only shut his mouth in frustration and watch helplessly as his "biological son" status was taken away by that guy Yuzuru Nan, and he inexplicably became a "godson".
Feeling powerless and angry, Conan was on the verge of tears.
Meanwhile, Inspector Megure silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself: I'm sorry, Yusaku, for the sake of my career, I can only ask you to bear with this. Please wear this green hat.
He knew that what he was doing was somewhat unfair to Yusaku Kudo, but in his view, sometimes sacrifices had to be made for things that were more important.
However, Inspector Megure wasn't actually under that much pressure.
Kudo Yusaku is indeed his friend of many years, and Yukiko is also an old friend of his for many years. He can see that Yukiko is happy now with Hanyu, as if she has returned to the Teitan Princess of her youth, and has regained her former glory.
Therefore, as a friend, he naturally wanted to offer his blessings.
Thinking this way, Inspector Megure's last bit of guilt disappeared, and his expression returned to its righteous and awe-inspiring state. He was only thinking of his friend.
“But speaking of which,” Hojima recalled, stroking his chin, “Hanyu and Yukiko do look very alike, especially their eyes, which are practically identical.”
“Right, right!” Inspector Megure nodded repeatedly, as if he had found a kindred spirit. “I realized it the first time I met Master Yuzuru. He’s definitely his biological son!”
"Moreover, Mr. Yuzuru has an exceptionally outstanding temperament, clearly inheriting Ms. Yukiko's star genes." Takagi Wataru also chimed in with gossip.
Whether or not progress is made is not important.
The main purpose is to safeguard social stability!
Conan: "..."
He silently took out his phone and wrote down the names of everyone present that day in his notes. With each name he wrote, his eyes became more determined.
They plan to settle scores one by one after Shinichi Kudo is reinstated.
Shinichi Kudo remembered this grudge.
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The police station is conducting a tense but orderly investigation of the case. Officers are busy moving around the room, and flashes of light are constantly recording every detail of the scene.
Meanwhile, a different kind of "battle" is also taking place at the hotel.
The silvery moonlight, like a light veil, shone through the tiny gap in the curtains, illuminating just the corner of the sofa—a figure was being pressed down, the hem of a sailor uniform rolled up to her thighs, her children's socks pulled down to her ankles, revealing slender calves, her toes pointed into an alluring arc.
Ai stood with her back to the messy sofa area, staring blankly at the wall. Ayumi was fast asleep beside her, while five meters away...
"Mmm...be gentle..."
"Didn't you want to check, sir?"
"Ugh...bad..."
Intermittent panting, accompanied by the rustling of fabric, was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Xiao Ai silently took out her earphones, put them in her ears, and opened a chemistry lecture on her phone—she would rather listen to molecular formulas all night than listen to this kind of live sex show.
Just then, Ayumi rolled over and mumbled sleepily, "Ai... what was that sound...?"
"A stray cat," Ai lied without batting an eye, "in heat."
Without her, this family would fall apart sooner or later.
What a headache! They completely disregard the fact that there are children around.
"Oh..." Ayumi mumbled a response and then fell into a deep sleep again.
Ai glanced towards the sofa; the moonlight outlined two overlapping figures...
She turned around indifferently, turned the volume of her headphones up to the maximum, and tried to use the dry chemistry knowledge to cover up the unpleasant sounds coming from behind her.
Out of sight, out of mind. Besides, Ayumi was there too, so she couldn't vent her anger on her own and could only silently endure it all.
"Ring ring—"
The shrill ringing of the telephone suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Upon hearing the sound, Yuzuru's mind raced, and Yukiko's phone, which she had tossed aside, flew over. Seeing the caller ID, he smiled slightly, a playful smirk playing on his lips.
Then, with a slight increase in pressure, Yukiko was forced to raise her head, her starry eyes glazed over as she said, "Mmm~ Naughty little brother, it hurts~"
The telephone ringing sounded particularly jarring in the night.
Yukiko's dazed eyes barely focused on her phone screen—the caller ID displaying the words "Shinichi" instantly brought her back to her senses.
"Um...wait..." She struggled to reach for her phone, but her whole body leaned back uncontrollably. "Ah!"
"Where are you going, Master?" Yuzuru whispered in her ear, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive neck. "Aren't you going to check on my...growth?"
Yukiko bit her lower lip, watching helplessly as Hanyu Nan handed her the phone, the words "Shinichi" still flashing on the screen.
She reached out to take it.
"Bad...bad little brother..." her voice trembled, "Telephone..."
Yuzuru smiled mischievously, his thumb sliding across the answer button: "~~Isn't your specialty... multi-threaded operation?"
He then held the phone to her ear.
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