Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 37 Your wife ran away, what does that have to do with me?

Conan was dumbfounded.

A sense of foreboding washed over him, and he quickly asked, "Didn't Mom tell you what happened to me yesterday?"

It seems his mother didn't tell his father about this.

He himself directly revealed the matter.

For a moment, even Conan was speechless.

How could I do something so stupid!
"Mom? What happened to you? What are you talking about?"

Yusaku Kudo rubbed his throbbing temples. The hangover from yesterday made him feel terrible, and lying on the floor all night had left him with a dizzy head and feeling unwell. He probably had a cold.

And Yukiko isn't home either.

"I feel like I've heard your voice somewhere before?"

Upon hearing this, Conan was speechless: "Shinichi, I am Shinichi!"

He has broken the jar now.

Since Professor Agasa already knows, and his own mother already knows, then adding his father to the mix wouldn't be a problem.

You can say anything, anything.

If one day Kitahara Natsuhiro finds out he is Shinichi Kudo, he won't be surprised.

"Shinichi? You're Shinichi?"

Kudo Yusaku looked confused, but his mind had cleared up considerably.

"This voice is exactly the same as Shinichi's when he was a child! What's going on?"

He felt he had encountered a tricky situation.

Conan then told Yusaku Kudo the whole story.

After learning about this, Yusaku Kudo sighed deeply: "I never imagined that such a drug and such an organization existed in this world."

After hearing Conan's explanation and some things that only he and his son knew, he completely believed that the child on the phone was his son, Shinichi Kudo.

It's just too outrageous.

"I'm in the same boat as you, but it really happened."

Conan looked bitter.

“It is indeed surreal, but Professor Agasa was right to have you conceal your identity. If those two men in black knew you were alive, they would definitely come to kill you or capture you, and you would become experimental subjects, ultimately suffering a fate worse than death.” Kudo Yusaku’s expression also turned serious.

Conan immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

"Also, did you and Professor Agasa go to your house and get your childhood clothes?" Yusaku Kudo asked with certainty.

Knowing son Moruo father.

He is the person who understands Shinichi Kudo best in this world.

To save himself the trouble, this kid will definitely go home and get his old clothes from when he was a child.

"How do you know? I do know the doctor."

Halfway through his sentence, Conan's expression changed drastically.

“If they don’t find my body, they might search my house. If they find it, I’m done for.”

"I quickly told the doctor to put the clothes back."

He suddenly realized that he and Professor Agasa had oversimplified the matter.

Upon hearing this, Kudo Yusaku quickly stopped him: "What you're doing now is pointless."

"Several days have passed already, they may have already searched our house."

"Returning the clothes now would be superfluous."

"Of course, things may not be as bad as I think."

"You don't need to worry too much," Yusaku Kudo reassured him.

He believed that Shinichi was still too young and inexperienced, and had not considered many things properly.

"Damn it! I was too careless!"

Conan, filled with remorse, slammed his fist against the wall.

His biggest worry right now is that his identity will be exposed, thereby endangering the people around him.

He, Ran, Uncle Mori, Professor Agasa, and his parents may all be implicated.

Yusaku Kudo said in a deep voice, "Your situation is probably temporary. If they knew your body would shrink, they definitely wouldn't leave you alone in the same place." "So don't worry too much. I'll call Professor Agasa later and have him come to my house and take all the remaining clothes. Then we can donate them to welfare institutions. That way, it'll be fine."

"Furthermore, I can ask my friends in Interpol to help investigate; they should have some leads."

It might be a little strange if a seven or eight-year-old's clothes suddenly disappear, but if all their clothes disappear, then it won't seem strange at all.

Donating it all would be a good idea.

And Interpol too, they really have a lot of connections!

"That's a good idea, then I'll leave it to Dad."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief; things weren't as bad as he'd imagined. His dad was indeed reliable.

"By the way, Dad, why did you call?"

Only then did he realize that the call was from his father, who seemed to have something to say.

"I almost forgot." Kudo Yusaku glanced around the room, rubbing his forehead. "When I got up today, some of your mother's clothes and suitcases were gone. She's not answering her phone, and I can't get through to Chris either."

"So I wanted to ask you if Yukiko has contacted you."

Hearing this, Conan understood.

"You two must have had another fight. Did you go out drinking again yesterday and not come home last night?"

He had heard his mother mention this before, but he wasn't interested in matters concerning middle-aged couples and always changed the subject.

Over time, Yukiko stopped talking to him about these things.

Upon hearing this, Kudo Yusaku chuckled awkwardly, finding it difficult to speak: "Actually, I didn't stay out all night yesterday, but when I came back, there were lipstick marks on my shirt and face."

"Yukiko got angry when she saw it and then ran away from home."

Conan's lips twitched slightly as he mentally complained.

"Hehe, Dad has turned into Uncle Mori."

Kudo Yusaku looks exactly like Mouri Kogoro.

However, Yusaku Kudo got a kiss, while Kogoro Mouri didn't.

"My mom didn't call me, and I don't know where she is. She's probably on a trip with Aunt Chris. I guess she'll be back in a few days once she's calmed down."

"And have you really not done anything to betray your mother?"

Although he trusted his father, it was true that he was drunk, didn't come home all night, and had lipstick stains on his face and shirt.

He believed it, but his mother might not.

"Of course not!" Yusaku Kudo stood up, his voice much louder: "How could I possibly do anything to betray your mother? What are you thinking, kid!"

Did he do something to betray Yukiko?

Really!
"That's it."

Conan was only halfway through his sentence when he couldn't finish the sentence and swallowed it all back, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Because a pair of broad, kind hands were already resting on his shoulders.

Judging from the feel and the size of the hand, he already knew who was standing behind him.

"Teacher Kitahara, when did you arrive?"

“I arrived just as your father was saying his wife had run away,” Kitahara Natsuhiro said.

He had actually heard it a long time ago, but there were some things he didn't want to get involved in, so he just pretended not to hear it.

Otherwise, Conan might easily drag him into becoming Palu.

Upon hearing this, Conan breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around, slid to his knees, and held up his phone with both hands, saying, "Taihara-sensei, I shouldn't have made a phone call during class, nor should I have brought my phone to school."

“But my mother is missing. This is a call from my father. My father’s name is Edogawa Yuhei.”

Kudo Yusaku heard all of this.

He felt that he was in some kind of trouble.

Kitahara Natsuyu glanced at Conan, picked up his phone, and said, "Have your parents come and get the phone. Repeat the school rules five more times."

"Go back and continue standing as punishment."

"Yes!"

Conan runs away with the bucket again.

Only Kitahara Natsuhiro and Kudo Yusaku, who was on the phone, remained.

(End of this chapter)