Chapter 904 The Friend You Said
On the other side, Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Conan also returned home safely.
Although the high school students experienced two cases in a row tonight, perhaps because there were not so many air enemies, the mental state of the three was better than that of Vodka who only experienced one case.
…
After washing up, Conan pretended to lie down and sleep.
In fact, while listening to Kogoro Mouri's snoring, she secretly opened the door, slipped downstairs, and took out her cell phone.
Conan: "..." Unknowingly, the power of the Black Organization has infiltrated so close to him, and Vodka has become Jiang Xia's assistant...
If the vodka was aimed at him, Conan still planned to try to solve it independently.
But now, this is obviously not just his problem - if he is not careful, the lives of people on the entire street may be lost.
so……
With the light coming through the street lamp, Conan pressed his phone, flipped through the address book, and found the number of his father, Kudo Yusaku.
…
Although the last time Kudo Yusaku came to him, Conan proudly refused the help from his elders in order not to go back to the United States with his parents.
But so much time has passed, and the proud high school detective has been struggling with Jiang Xia, the terrible spoiler machine, for so long... Conan has become a Buddhist and his bottom line has gradually become flexible.
——Compared to the ending of total annihilation, what's wrong with hugging your parents' thighs?
No matter what, the best way to deal with it is to achieve the goal without killing or burning anyone.
For such a big thing, instead of blindly selecting alone in this dilemma, it would be better to try to contact Interpol or the FBI through Kudo Yusaku - maybe they know more about this mysterious organization.
Thinking this way, Conan finally convinced himself completely.
He pressed the dial button. Called Kudo Yusaku.
…
After a few rings, the other end picked up the phone.
Conan cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Dad, there's something important. Are you free to talk now?"
"Hold on."
The background sound from Kudo Yusaku's side sounded a little messy, as if it was outdoors.
After a while, with the sound of a car door slamming shut, the other end of the phone fell silent and Kudo Yusaku got into the car.
Soon, a reliable adult voice came from the receiver: "What's wrong?"
"That's right... that organization may have already set its sights on Jiang Xia."
Conan lowered his voice and told Kudo Yusaku in detail what happened tonight, as well as his own thoughts and speculations.
…
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.
Conan waited patiently for a while, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Dad?"
"Well, I'm thinking." Kudo Yusaku came back to his senses and reminded his son who was sometimes aggressive:
"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 target is not Jiang Xia, and your abnormal behavior has aroused the organization's vigilance, things will be very troublesome."
Conan was not surprised by this result, as he had long known that Kudo Yusaku had extensive connections.
But after hearing this, I was still a little surprised: "What friends? Which organization has infiltrated the organization to this extent?" They were able to find out such details about "the purpose of the organization approaching Jiang Xia"...
Kudo Yusaku did not answer.
He laughed and said jokingly, "I remember someone said before, 'You don't need your parents' help, you can solve everything yourself' - I wonder if these things that can be solved include the source of intelligence."
Conan: “…”
...He originally thought that he had lost all his moral integrity.
But now it seems that there is still a little bit left.
——The thought of rolling on the ground in a cute way to make Kudo Yusaku reveal the secret through the phone, and at the same time taking back his previous remarks... Conan couldn't help but want to hit 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 an undercover who has infiltrated the top of the organization. Even if he really put aside his dignity and asked, his father probably wouldn't tell him...
Thinking of this, Conan snorted and barely maintained his moral integrity.
He changed the subject, made some casual small talk, and then hung up.
…
I'm very curious, but...
Conan looked at the darkened phone screen and sighed: Forget it. After all, he is his father. If the information is really important, he probably won't need him to ask, his father will tell him.
And now, since my dad won’t tell me, I can’t get the answer even if I ask him.
Besides, even if my biological father is unreliable, we still have Anonymous.
——According to Anonymous’ habit of causing trouble for the organization and saving high school detectives, if Vodka really had any conspiracy against Jiang Xia, Anonymous probably wouldn’t just sit there and watch.
Conan: "..." But Anonymous is not a completely benevolent organization. Those guys wouldn't kidnap Jiang Xia and become a group of mysterious people with them. It would be better to go to America...
Alas, there is still too little information available.
Conan sighed depressedly.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and knocked on his head.
——Ran Mao Li was just about to have a midnight snack when she realized that her child was missing, so she came all the way here to look for him.
She looked at Conan's expression in confusion and said, "Why are you so worried at such a young age? Don't think too much. I'll take you to the press conference tomorrow. Sonoko said that many celebrities will be there..." At this point, she suddenly remembered that children were not interested in celebrities, so Mao Lilan changed the topic wittily, "There will also be free meals and desserts for you to take as you like!"
Conan: “…”
...Is this the time to think about what to eat? Now is the critical moment to fight against the evil organization to snatch people!
...But it's true that there's no point in worrying.
Conan: "..." And speaking of dessert, he was indeed a little hungry - if he thought about it carefully, in order to bring the murderer in the facial mask case to the scene, they had not had time to eat dinner.
Conan sighed and went to have a midnight snack with Mao Li Ran.
…
On the other side, on the road outside the airport.
Kudo Yusaku hung up the phone.
Unlike his relaxed tone when facing Conan just now, he looked a little solemn, as if he was thinking of something.
Dr. Agasa 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 laughing: "Shinichi actually asked you for help? What's the matter? It's so rare."
"Nothing, he just ran into a member of that organization again." Kudo Yusaku hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let's go to your house for supper today - I feel like you've gained some weight recently, so the food should be good."
Dr. Agasa was stunned and protested, "Nonsense! I have obviously lost ten pounds! - Ai always takes my fried chicken away. I occasionally hide some fried food, but when I eat it, I find that she has poured bitter health medicine on it. It is no longer edible at all..."
(End of this chapter)
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