The world of science is unscientific

Chapter 175 Please stop reading it.

"Wave Central Gymnasium?"

Yusuke Suzuki handed the pistol to Vodka and continued, "Is this match important?"

“Of course it’s important,” Hattori Heiji said, sitting cross-legged on the floor and glancing at his mother beside him. “Besides, we’ve been saying we’d invite you over for a while now.”

"You actually remember?" Yusuke Suzuki teased. "But there's nothing I can do about it. With Professor Mori around, there are always cases to deal with. I had to leave before the last '3A' case was even over."

"Uh...hahaha..." Blackie laughed awkwardly, "To be honest, Uncle Mori and Ran were also invited this time."

"As expected. Okay, I'll come tomorrow. I'm in Osaka now."

"Really? Then why didn't you call me?"

Why should I call you?

"Yusuke-nii, what you said is too hurtful. Since you've come to Osaka, I naturally have to do my best to be a good host."

"Let's forget about it. I don't want to get involved in any cases. I'm already exhausted from following the teacher. See you tomorrow."

Heiji Hattori on the other end of the phone clearly wanted to continue, but Yusuke Suzuki already had to hang up.

He could sense that Gin's gaze was growing increasingly displeased, and that there was a possibility that he might suddenly attack someone.

"Gin, is there any need to be so nervous?"

"You're interfering with my ability to fire."

Gin had been holding the pistol for a while, and his arm was starting to ache. When he saw Gin hang up the phone, he fired three shots and took care of the three guys tied up on the ground.

"Wei Que, do you still want the pistol?"

Vodka, holding two guns, looked somewhat bewildered.

"What would I need a gun for if everyone's dead?" Suzuki Yusuke was dressed in fitted clothes today, carrying a gun around like that, as if he was afraid no one would notice, right?

After leaving the abandoned building, Gin hesitated for a long time before using the bomb, getting into his car and leaving, leaving Suzuki Yusuke alone.

Anyway, this guy isn't going back to Tokyo, right?

As the taillights of the Porsche 356A gradually disappeared, Yusuke Suzuki shrugged helplessly and boarded the number 11 bus to leave.

The next morning, he left the hotel and took a taxi to the Langhua Central Stadium, where he found a public restroom to remove his disguise.

The disguise materials have been improved now; you can just tear them off, shred them, and flush them down the toilet. As for wigs... I just burned them in an abandoned building last night.

Heiji Hattori hadn't even had a chance to tell him the start time of the match yesterday before he hung up on him. It's better to come early and give Blackie a surprise, so he doesn't have to pick him up.

He waited at the entrance for a while but no one came, so he took out his phone. Just then, Blackie came over.

this...

In short, my feelings are somewhat complicated.

"Heiji, Kazuha."

Yusuke Suzuki stepped forward and greeted him.

"You're here so early! There's still a long time before the competition starts," Blackie said as if he were seeing a long-lost relative. "It's been so long since we last met."

"Heiji, isn't your reaction a bit too exaggerated..." Toyama Kazuha's gaze shifted between the two of them, a bad feeling creeping over her.

"Yes, it's been a long time. Didn't your mother come?"

"I don't know if she'll come or not, let's go inside first."

Heiji Hattori chatted excitedly with him, sharing the cases he had recently solved, looking quite pleased with himself.

After listening for a while, Suzuki Yusuke felt that Toyama Kazuha might be making some kind of outrageous guess again, so he simply interrupted Kuro.

"So how's your relationship with Kazuha going lately?"

One sentence silenced the dark-skinned man, and Yuanshan and Ye's faces turned bright red, but he clearly had no intention of stopping and continued to attack.

"When will you get married?"

"I think it'll be fine after I go to university."

"What do you think?"

"I will definitely come then."

"..."

Upon arriving at the backstage dressing room, Hattori Heiji remained silent, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Toyama Kazuha is still being given ideological guidance by Suzuki Yusuke.

"Heiji is such a blockhead, you need to be more proactive. It would be best to just tell him directly. How will he know you like him if you don't tell him?"

"When he gets to college, there will be even more outstanding and beautiful girls around. Will he be able to resist the temptation? He won't be able to."

Kazuha Toyama: "..."

Master, please stop chanting!

Why does Yusuke seem like a completely different person today?

The stadium center was already quite crowded. Suzuki Yusuke followed Toyama Kazuha to their pre-arranged seats.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for almost five minutes, Toyama Kazuha finally relaxed a bit. "Yusuke-nii, Heiji is the captain this time, you know. You sit here for a while, I'll go pick up Hattori-mama."

Feeling a bit bored, Yusuke Suzuki picked up the phone again to bother Kogoro Mouri. After learning that his teacher's family hadn't even left yet, he regretted coming so early.

A short while later, the elegant and graceful Hattori Shizuka arrived with Toyama Kazuha.

He had never met this woman before, but he still had a deep impression of her, especially her cooking skills and kendo level.

Although Heiji Hattori didn't inherit his skin color, he did inherit his kendo talent.

In truth, among the four—Kaito Kuroba, Saguru Hakuba, and Shinichi Kudo—Kuroba's swordsmanship is definitely the highest.

Of course, everyone has their own strengths.

For example, Shinichi Kudo is very good at being mischievous.

"You must be Yusuke. I'm so glad to finally meet you."

Shizuka Hattori was still wearing a kimono today. If it weren't for her natural elegance, she would probably look like Kazuha Toyama's older sister.

“You flatter me,” Yusuke Suzuki said, rising to greet you. “I was away when you visited Tokyo last time, and I was really looking forward to the opportunity to taste your cooking today.”

After chatting for a while, Hattori Shizuka suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, I heard from Heiji that even though you became an apprentice of that Mr. Mori, you still don't plan to become a detective?"

"Deduction is just a hobby. I spent my early years abroad, and following my teacher around to solve cases not only allowed me to travel to Japan but also broadened my horizons."

"So you don't plan to go abroad again in the future?"

"Yes, my father will be coming back to Japan in a while, and now that I have my own company, I guess I've settled down here."

At this moment, Hattori Heiji ran over and said with dissatisfaction, "Uncle and the others haven't set off yet. I hope they won't even be able to find their location later."

"Isn't it all because you didn't notify me sooner?"

Hattori Shizuka tapped the black man on the head with her fan, then casually snapped a few photos with her camera.

This operation... seems familiar.

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly remembered that one of the man's greatest hobbies was photographing his son's growth.

This is the love from a mother.

Considering Conan's parents are in America and rarely come back, taking a few photos of himself is a way of making up for the love and care he lacks...

Yes, I was right after all!

Chapter 176 Help Me with the Match

After the match started, Yusuke Suzuki found it a bit boring. In his current opinion, real-life combat was much more interesting.

While feeling utterly bored, he suddenly realized that the next movie was set in Osaka. Conan even logged onto his main account, and Blackie showed off his kendo skills.

Swordplay seems like it's actually quite fun...

Why don't you go and learn it yourself?

We can't just miss out on the romance of cold weapons, especially since there's a kendo master right here beside us.

Yusuke Suzuki prepared his thoughts in advance and then explained them to everyone.

“Sure,” Hattori Shizuka nodded in agreement, then asked in return, “But why don’t you ask Heiji?”

“If he were my teacher, I suspect he would talk about this for the rest of his life.”

Hattori Shizuka covered her mouth with her fan, chuckled for a moment, and then said, "If you have time recently, stay in Osaka, but I won't be the one to teach you."

Goodness, could it be that Blackie's dad taught him?

Yusuke Suzuki instinctively didn't want to deal with Heizo Hattori. Hattori's deductive abilities were similar to Yusaku Kudo's, and he'd been a policeman for so many years; what if Hattori noticed something amiss...?

Well, we'll run into each other eventually. Let's make a lasting impression so we can avoid trouble later.

Around noon, Kogoro Mouri called to say that they had boarded the train.

"Teacher, by the time you arrive, the competition will probably be over."

"It's alright, it's alright. The main purpose was the family dinner; watching the game was just a side thing. By the way, why did you go to Osaka?"

"Because I have something to do."

"..."

Kogoro Mouri immediately disconnected.

Then call your wife.

So Suzuki Yusuke started harassing Haibara Ai again.

"I'm doing an experiment, I'll call back tonight."

"But Mr. Mori is coming over this afternoon. Once he and Conan arrive, there will definitely be another case tonight, and I don't know when it will be solved."

"Yusuke, you've been a bit clingy lately."

"..."