Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 12 Ai: Continuing to Lurk

"A game of elementary school detectives battling the Black Organization," Yusaku Kudo said in a serious tone.

Yusaku Kudo has always had a very serious appearance.

The tone of his voice when he said those words was unusually serious.

If Zheng Yi were a fool, he would actually believe his nonsense.

Shoichi gave him a look that said, "You don't respect my intelligence," but tilted his ear slightly toward Kudo Yusaku. "I'm willing to listen to your nonsense."

As a listener, Shoichi did not interrupt Yusaku Kudo when he was listening to his nonsense.

Even Conan couldn't help but interrupt several times, but Kudo Yusaku always shut him down.

Conan could only keep his mouth shut.

I just assumed they were making up a story for Zheng Yi, all to help me hide my identity.

When Yusaku Kudo said that the woman on the ground was Yukiko Kudo, Conan's pupils dilated in shock.

Zheng nodded.

"So you're saying that you and Conan were actually playing a game, and you, Professor Agasa, and Yukiko on the ground were all acting?"

“That’s right.” Yusaku Kudo nodded.

Whether Shoichi believed it or not, Conan was already trembling.

As soon as Conan ripped the mask off Yukiko's face, his anxiety finally died.

In Yukiko's pupils, Conan's trembling figure was reflected.

Just then, the soccer ball slipped to Conan's feet, and Conan trembled even more violently.

Zheng kicked the soccer ball away from Conan's feet and said in a low voice, "You guys are so serious about the game, hitting so hard."

He glanced at Yukiko's chest area.

"Hehe." Conan gave an awkward laugh.

He really didn't know.

He's still in a daze, and all he knows is that the person who came to kidnap him seems to really be his own mother.

Conan glanced at his loving mother.

Ignorance is no excuse, right? Besides, you guys started it.

Yukiko's eyes were half-closed, her gaze filled with loving kindness.

"Even when it comes to games, you have to give it your all," Conan said, stammering slightly.

"Very good, very competitive spirit," Zheng Yi said with a smile.

Conan nodded.

He has a strong competitive spirit; one can only hope that his mother also has a strong sense of sportsmanship.

Zheng Yi was dealt with by them and left.

At least in Conan's opinion, he was brushed off.

"Do you really think he'll believe the excuses you made up?" Yukiko asked, fiddling with the pink rope.

Yusaku Kudo shook his head: "Definitely not."

When Shinichi interacts with him, he will definitely realize that this is not a game, but he just feels that I will not tell him the truth and does not want to waste time here.

It all depends on whether he wants to get to the bottom of it.

If he's not interested, Shinichi's identity won't be exposed; if he is, he'll definitely be able to find out something.

"Let's ignore him for now." Yukiko picked up the soccer ball and bounced it around.

……

I did not eavesdrop on Yukiko and Conan's parent-child interaction.

Zheng Yi drove his car home.

After returning home, Ms. Yuko was very happy and shared Ai's cute photos with Masakazu.

In the photo, Ai is meticulously cutting fruit, looking very cute with her serious expression. Yuko also secretly took a picture of Ai 'smiling foolishly'.

Zheng Yi smiled very happily.

Ai Haibara cut so hard, she definitely wouldn't mistake the fruit for me, right?

That silly grinning photo, could it be Ai Haibara's silly grin after she fantasizes about killing me?
probably not.

"Mr. Shoichi, this is the fruit that Ai cut for you, but she was too shy to give it to you, so she asked me to do it for her." Miss Yuko handed the fruit plate of Ai to Shoichi.

Ai, who was doing her homework in the living room, looked up.

I was clearly giving it to Miss Yuuko, okay? Miss Yuuko is overthinking things. "Good girl." Masakazu praised Ai.

Xiao Ai remained silent, her voice heavy with unease.

Let Zhengyi eat it; consider it the last fruit platter.

Eat your fill so you can hit the road; tonight we'll all perish together!
At night.

Shoichi was lying in bed asleep when Ai, hiding a fruit knife in her sleeve, cautiously slipped into Shoichi's bedroom, intending to raid him again at night.

He walked up behind Zheng Yi and pulled out a knife.

Zheng Yi happened to turn over at that moment.

Ai shuddered, but did not back down.

We absolutely cannot be timid or hesitant; we failed last time precisely because we were too timid.

"What are you doing?" Masakazu stared wide-eyed at Ai.

Ai stared at Zheng Yi in terror, frightened by his large eyes, and stumbled towards him again, dropping the knife from her hand onto the carpet.

Shoichi, who was bumped by the little girl, patted Ai's head.

This is the second time this little guy has come to ask for a hug at night.

Kids these days are so affectionate.

Or is it because I'm too charismatic that the little guy can't help but want to get close to me?
"I..." Ai stammered, looking at Masakazu.

Her intense fear of the organization prevented her from uttering a complete sentence.

Fortunately, Zheng Yi is very kind and doesn't look down on the child who can't even speak clearly.

He patted Ai's head and said, "Are you playing a game with me?"

"A game?" Ai was taken aback.

"You're definitely playing the game of Jing Ke's assassination attempt on the King of Qin with me, aren't you?" Zheng Yi said.

“That’s right.” Ai nodded.

She cautiously stole a glance at Zheng Yi.

This absurd reason should have been suggested by someone as guilty as me. How did you come up with it for me?

Would you willingly seek revenge for someone who wanted to kill you?

She had no prior knowledge of the field of mental illness.

Zheng Yi said, "It's so late, let's not play games anymore. Let's play them tomorrow. Let's go to sleep first."

Ai wanted to get off, but Masakazu had already pinned her down on the bed.

"I……"

"By the way, do you know Shinichi Kudo?" Masakazu suddenly asked.

"I don't know him," Ai replied nervously.

Why did he suddenly mention Shinichi Kudo?

Could it be that he finally sensed my malice and began to doubt my identity?
"Don't you know him?" Masakazu muttered softly, "Today, Shinichi Kudo's parents were playing a game with a little boy."

They take games very seriously, just like you.

You used a real knife to play the role of Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin with me, and that little boy really hit Yukiko with all his might.

Xiao Ai trembled.

Although the full picture is unknown.

But Ai guessed that the little boy must be Shinichi Kudo after he shrunk down.

As for the Kudo couple and their game, they were definitely not really playing a game; they were just fooling Shoichi.

"By the way, what did you just say?" Zheng Yi suddenly asked.

"It's nothing, I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed now."

Ai shook her head and huddled under the covers, remaining motionless.

She came in today to play games with Zheng Yi, and now she's sleepy.

sleep.

If we continue to tolerate this, we will eventually get rid of Zheng Yi and avenge my sister.