Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Even though Huihara said so, Xinfan could still hear her unspoken meaning: "What's wrong with Dr. Ari?"

Huihara was stunned: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from my brother. Dr. A Li recently got the flu. He is afraid of infecting us, so we won't let us find him."

"influenza?"

Shu Xinfan had to think more about it. After all, the red Siamese cat just had a panic-stricken virus leak crisis. The symptoms of this virus resemble flu, and it is not impossible to be misdiagnosed.

Hui Yuanai saw Xinfan's concern, and said with relief: "It's not a virus infection, you don't have to worry. If the virus at the Xingluo Biological Research Base really leaks, I'm afraid that even the freezer in the morgue will not be enough at this moment?"

After all, she also opened the survey website of the authoritative organization and called up a set of data to Xinfan: "The death rate this week is still greater than the birth rate, but there is no significant increase compared with the same period in previous years. Can you rest assured?"

"If the situation that I am worried about really happens, the data on these websites will be unreliable." Xinfan smiled and shook his head, closing the computer, "Anyway, I'll take you to Kudo's house first."

...

Xinfan didn't know what was going on in Nagano Prefecture, but because of his brother's character, if it weren't very urgent, he wouldn't call him for help rashly.

So Xinfan decided to set off immediately.

He greeted Kogoro Mori in advance, saying only that he was going to see a client, and then brought Haibara to knock on the door of Kudo's house.

The person who opened the door was Yusaku Kudo. He was obviously surprised when he saw them: "Mr. Asano, you are..."

Xinfan smiled and said, "There is a client in the office who needs to travel a long distance. Can I ask you and Mrs. Youxizi to take care of Xiaoai for a few days."

Yusaku Kudo lowered his head slightly and met the girl's big innocent eyes.

I saw the little girl wearing a light blue dress with a short denim jacket, with a hairband of the same color on her head, carrying a bulging schoolbag, and holding a pillow full of hellokitty in her arms. .

"Little Ai is so cute." Yusaku Kudo couldn't help but admire, and said to Shinhan, "Of course it's okay. When will you pick her up?"

"If things go well, I can come back the day after tomorrow. If it doesn't go well, it may take longer."

Yusaku Kudo nodded: "Then Xiaoai will live with me these days, don't worry."

"It was a great help, thank you."

Xinfan bowed to him and thanked him, then patted Hui Yuanai on the shoulder and said, "Brother is not around, you have to take care of yourself."

"Yeah!" Hui Yuan nodded sadly.

Upon seeing this, Shinshige handed the sorrow to Yusaku Kudo with confidence, and drove toward the station by himself.

When his brother's car disappeared at the corner of the road, Huihara looked back and looked at Yusaku Kudo.

"Ai, have you had breakfast?" Yusaku Kudo closed the door and walked inside.

Huihara Ai narrowed her eyes slightly and said loudly: "Kudo Shinichi should have already told you my identity, Mrs. Kudo Yukiko."

Kudo Yusaku's movements did not stop, but there was a little smile in his eyes: "Yu Kiko went out to watch a movie, not at home."

"You do pretend to be very similar, and can deceive most people, but compared with the master transgender I have been in contact with since childhood, it is still much worse." Ai Yuanai pointed out unceremoniously, "Regardless of the manner, The gait and the way of speaking are different from those of the real Yusaku Kudo. Besides, the reason why you wear high-necked clothes is to cover the voice changer on your neck, right?"

Kudo Yukiko finally stopped and turned to look at Aihara Ai in earnest. She curiously asked, "Who is the master transgender you mentioned, Mr. Asano?"

Huihara raised his eyebrows sadly: "Are you arguing? It's a pity it's too obvious. But I don't mind telling you that when I met that person, I was not Asano Nobuhira's sister."

The third-person pronoun used by Ai Huihara is "あの人", and he cannot distinguish between men and women, but Yukiko Kudo guessed it all at once.

"It turned out to be her." Yukiko Kudo laughed empathetically, "Well, I should be able to guess that I can't fool you. I made oatmeal, do you want to eat some?"

Ai Harahara sat down at the table opposite Yukiko, watching Kudo Yukiko serving her porridge: "It's not just me, my brother can also see that he is just not interested in your evil taste."

"Ah, is that so?" Kudo Yukiko smiled. "But Mr. Asano is really good at taking care of children. Your look is so cute today. When I see you, my heart melts. How about thinking about imitating things?"

"Where did Yusaku Kudo go?" Haibara asked sadly.

Kudo Yukiko handed her the bowl: "The new bookmark sale, this is his most common job in Japan."

"I see." Huihara nodded sorrowfully: "He went to investigate things related to the organization, and Edogawa followed, most likely to follow... After all, I don't think you want him to be involved. "

Kudo Yukiko: "..."

Can't Hui Yuanai's mouth be covered with such delicious porridge? This girl is only eighteen years old, how can she be so keen? ?

Huihara sneered: "It seems that I was right."

Kudo Yukiko sighed helplessly: "Yeah, you are amazing. I think I already know what you are going to do."

"Then you will cooperate with me?" Huihara raised an eyebrow. "How can the investigation organization not experience this kind of stimulating thing personally?"

"I only do what I want to do." Kudo Yukiko stretched out his hand towards Huihara.

Hui Yuan sadly shook his hand: "Happy cooperation."

...

Shinhan walked out of the JR railway station, and the dazzling sunlight from Nagano immediately hit him, scrambling to warm all the skin that can be radiated along all the cracks~www.readwn.com~The station near the station is always one of the busiest places in a city. Most people around you speak Nagano dialect, but there are also foreigners who speak other dialects.

Xinfan stepped forward and was about to walk to the side of the road, when a scent of meat, grains, vegetables, and roasting suddenly came to his nose, hooked his stomach pocket, and restrained his footsteps.

Shinshige looked at the place where the smell came from—it turned out to be a hawker pushing a cart selling okonomiyaki.

His business is pretty good, but most of his patrons are foreign tourists, and real locals seem to seldom stop in front of his booth.

Because of curiosity, Xinfan came closer.

Okonomiyaki, which is unique to every household in Nagano Prefecture, is also full of memories of his childhood. Thinking back to the past, it seems that the smell of okonomiyaki is still in the air.

It's a pity... Shinshige sighed helplessly, he doesn't seem to remember the smell of the okonomiyaki made by his mother.

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