Last night, due to the suicide of Gucun Dehong.
This unexpected turn of events brought the Kamen Rider preview screening, which was originally scheduled for 11 a.m., to an abrupt halt.
This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the three little ones who had been looking forward to it, and each of them looked more and more worried than the last.
"Okay, kids, don't be sad~"
Yuzuru crouched down, ruffled Ayumi's hair, and took out his phone to dial a number: "Ayako-nee, it's me..."
On the other end of the phone, Ayako Suzuki was at a board meeting, where the board members around her were engaged in a heated discussion about various matters.
Upon seeing the caller ID, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She then raised her hand to signal the meeting to pause, and the entire conference room fell silent instantly, with everyone's eyes focused on her.
Ayako Suzuki stood up, phone in hand, and quickly walked to a corner of the conference room, saying softly, "Nan? What's wrong?"
She always took Hanyu Nan's calls very seriously.
Five minutes later, in front of the gate of the Tokyo Metropolitan Institute.
The director personally led all the staff in a welcoming ceremony, beads of sweat glistening in the sunlight on his forehead: "Young Master Yuzuru's presence is truly an honor to our humble abode!"
He was talking while secretly wiping away sweat.
Who would have thought that a single phone call from the heiress of the Suzuki Group would lead to the entire board of directors passing a resolution to acquire their company?
This guy is their new boss now!
They control their future destiny.
“We’d like to see a preview of ‘The Masked Swordsman’.” Yuzuru Hanyu said, holding Ayumi’s hand, his tone as relaxed as if they were having afternoon tea, without any airs.
"No problem! We'll arrange it right away!" The director nodded and bowed hurriedly. "In addition to the preview screening, we've also prepared a full set of merchandise and limited edition figurines!"
The three little ones' eyes lit up like light bulbs: "Really?!"
Conan stood to the side, his glasses reflecting an eerie light.
Is this the power of capital?
The screening that was canceled yesterday due to the murder case is now being personally received by the police chief...
"Nannan is so amazing!" Yukiko said in a deliberately sweet voice, taking Hanyu Nan's arm. "Mommy is so proud~"
Conan: "..."
He silently took out his phone and sent a message to Hattori Heiji: "[Plans have changed. My mom might really have been brainwashed by that guy...]"
Ai glanced at Conan's gloomy face, a slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. She took a lemon candy from her pocket and tossed it to Conan, saying casually, "Have a candy."
Conan: "..."
Does he need candy right now?
What he needs is a bomb that can blow up some capitalist!
In the VIP screening room of the Phenomenon Institute, the three little ones sat excitedly in the front row, holding limited edition figurines and popcorn in their hands. The director personally operated the projection equipment, his face full of fawning smiles.
"Young Master Yuzuru, are you satisfied with this position? Would you like to adjust the air conditioning temperature?"
Yuzuru waved his hand: "No need, you go ahead and do your work."
"Okay, okay!" The director felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly withdrew.
The movie began, and colorful lights and shadows flickered on the screen, while rousing music instantly filled the entire theater.
Ayumi suddenly turned her head and asked curiously, "Brother Yuzuru, why was that uncle so polite to you?"
"Because he's a good person," Yuzuru lied without batting an eye.
Ai sneered from the side: "Yeah, what a rich person."
Yukiko couldn't help but chuckle, popped a piece of popcorn into Hanyu Nan's mouth, and said coquettishly, "Our Nan is the best~"
Seeing this, Conan suddenly felt that even the cola in his hand didn't taste good anymore, and his frustration grew stronger.
"No, we can't wait any longer..." The great detective thought to himself, got up and went behind his mother, gently tugged at her clothes, and then gestured with his eyes for her to come with him to the back.
Yukiko tilted her head, thought for a moment, then got up and followed.
After all, he was her son. Although he was a bit silly at times, he was still her biological son, and she was curious about what he wanted to tell her.
Conan pulled Yukiko to a corner at the back of the screening room, cautiously looking around to make sure no one could hear their conversation.
"Mom, I need your help with something."
Conan lowered his voice, his expression more serious than ever before.
Yukiko blinked her big, watery eyes, looking completely innocent, and tilted her head to ask, "What kind of help?"
"I need you... to help me collect evidence of Hanyu Nan's crimes." After saying this, Conan took a deep breath.
This was the countermeasure he and Hattori Heiji decided on after a long discussion last night.
He knew that his mother had a close relationship with Yuzuru Hanyu, and given her status and the extent of her contact with him, she was sure to be able to gather information and clues that were difficult for outsiders like them to obtain.
Instead of passively dealing with all the troubles caused by Yuzuru Hanyu, it's better to take the initiative and catch him off guard.
The first step was to plant a reliable spy in the enemy's "headquarters," and after much thought, the most suitable candidate was his own mother.
"Huh?" Yukiko covered her mouth, her eyes wide. "Shinichi, what are you saying? Nanami is such a good girl..."
"Mom!" Conan stamped his foot anxiously, "That guy is clearly suspicious! He was obviously protecting the murderer in last night's case!"
Yukiko tilted her head, her long brown hair falling over her shoulder: "But Inspector Megure said it was suicide~"
"That was because Hanyu Nan put pressure on him!" Conan gritted his teeth. "I saw him text Inspector Megure with my own eyes!"
As Conan spoke, he waved his arms, trying to convince his mother that what he was saying was true.
"Is that so~" Yukiko drawled, then suddenly revealed a sly smile, "So...you want Mom to be an undercover agent?"
Conan nodded emphatically: "Yes! You're close to that guy, you're bound to find something on him! I need you to help us gather clues and evidence."
"Okay~" Yukiko readily agreed, even winking playfully with a confident smile on her face. "I'll take care of it, Mommy!"
Conan breathed a sigh of relief, a huge weight lifted from his heart, completely oblivious to the sly glint in his mother's eyes.
“However…” Yukiko suddenly held up a finger, her smile becoming even more mysterious, “There’s a condition~”
She deliberately kept everyone in suspense, a hint of mockery in her eyes.
"What are the conditions?"
"You should call Yuzuru Nanpai 'Dad'~"
Conan: "..."
His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot: "Mom! What kind of time is this to be joking!"
The detective was so angry he almost jumped up, feeling that his mother was being incredibly unreasonable by making such a demand at such a crucial moment.
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