The world of science is unscientific

However, Yusuke Suzuki's actions were mostly driven by goodwill.

If you don't touch his sore spot, he will be a very gentle person.

Chapter 543 Demanding the Return of the Massage Chair

After leaving the hospital, Yusuke Suzuki went home.

In his view, the meeting was almost unnecessary, because he guessed what the other party was thinking as soon as he hung up the phone.

However, this is only his perspective.

From Judy's perspective, she desperately hoped that he could reveal even the slightest clue about Vermouth.

But Yusuke Suzuki could only say he didn't know.

He has already killed the real Vermouth; it's best if others don't know this.

There were too many hidden meanings behind the fake Vermouth's phone call, and he couldn't say them out loud.

In his past life, when he watched the Conan anime, he lamented that the organization became increasingly rubbish as the story progressed, and that the red team could wipe out the organization simply by sitting down and chanting slogans.

But now, he is increasingly finding the organization terrifying, and he is beginning to understand why those undercover agents on the Red Team are unable to take that step to share intelligence, no matter what.

You don't know how many people are secretly working for the organization.

The organization wields significant influence across all sectors of society.

In any country, there is the shadow of organizations from top to bottom.

His current position within the organization is already quite high; Gin doesn't even care about him anymore. He's easily surpassed the efforts of those undercover agents on the Red Team who have worked for years.

But all of this was given to him by that gentleman.

Moreover, he had absolutely no idea what the other party was planning.

It has been like this since the beginning.

Whenever he tries to take the initiative, all sorts of invisible difficulties arise.

The entire process was passive.

Even after receiving that phone call from Vermouth, his conviction about whether he had actually killed Vermouth began to waver.

However, he didn't think it was a bad thing that he joined the organization out of curiosity and reluctance.

At least, he did gain something from the organization.

For example, reverence.

Only with reverence can one avoid becoming arrogant and careless, thinking oneself invincible.

The Porsche Boxster weaves through the rolling traffic under the night sky, Tokyo's vibrant colors illuminated by neon lights.

Halfway there, he suddenly looked at the gift box on the passenger seat and couldn't help but chuckle.

After returning to his apartment, Yusuke Suzuki did not go next door to check on Vermouth's body again.

The corpse was strange, but there was no need to look at it frequently.

What he needed to focus on was Vermouth's move, which he was about to make.

I had just lay down on the sofa when Conan called.

connected.

I listened to the other party recount the aftermath of the events that occurred during the day.

After talking for a while, Conan finally got to the point, "Well... although I used a tranquilizer dart on Sonoko, it was out of necessity."

Yusuke Suzuki raised an eyebrow.

Has this kid finally figured it out?

This wouldn't have happened in the past, and it's been stated directly that it only happened because he ran away beforehand.

He crossed one leg over the other and said calmly, "It's okay, it's not your fault this time."

Conan on the other end of the phone was overjoyed. "That's good. But next time you're leaving, at least tell us in person. Today I said you had something to take care of at your company, but Sonoko and the others saw through me. Next time, come up with a different excuse."

"it is good."

Yusuke Suzuki nodded unconsciously; Conan was unusually well-behaved today.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you have Officer Yokomizo's phone number?"

"No, what do you need Officer Yokomizo for?"

"I forgot something at his place and I'm going to get it back."

Conan, ever the inquisitive type, asked, "What is it? And which Yokomizo officer are you talking about?"

“The one with the long coral head,” Yusuke Suzuki said impatiently, “do you have one? If not, please ask the teacher for me.”

"Oh... wait a minute."

Conan ran out of the bathroom and found Kogoro Mouri in the living room. "Uncle, Yusuke-nii said he wanted to ask if you have Inspector Sango Yokomizo's phone number."

Kogoro Mouri, who was reading the evening paper, looked at him incredulously. "That kid Yusuke, he's looking for Inspector Yokomizo?"

"Ah."

Give me the phone.

The bumbling detective snatched the phone away. "Yusuke, I have his number here. Write it down."

“Okay, teacher,” Suzuki Yusuke paused, pretending to look for paper, and then said, “Alright, please go ahead.”

Kogoro Mouri quickly gave him the phone number and then asked, "What do you want with him? Even if you need to bother the police, you should be calling Inspector Megure, right?"

"Teacher, do you remember that incident when we went out to play before? We even tried out a massage chair."

"Oh, that," Kogoro Mouri sat back down on the sofa, "Is there something wrong with that case? Could we have arrested the wrong person...?"

"No, it's a massage chair."

Yusuke Suzuki briefly explained the situation, and Kogoro Mouri immediately became sly. He lowered his voice and said, "Yusuke, how about getting one for your teacher too? The price is negotiable."

"No need, I was already planning to send you one anyway."

The two continued their rambling conversation.

Ran Mouri finished cleaning up the dishes and came out of the kitchen. She walked up to Conan and asked, "Conan, do you often secretly call Yusuke?"

Conan: "???"

Why use the word 'secretly'?

It's really weird to ask that!

He quickly denied it, "No, it's just that when I went to the bathroom just now, I suddenly remembered that I needed to tell Yusuke-nii about the outcome of what happened this afternoon."

"I see..." Ran Mouri looked at her father. "Then... what is Dad talking to Yusuke about right now? Why is he being so careful?"

"It's a massage chair."

Conan then told Ran Mouri about the matter.

Now, even Ran Mouri started to dream about it.

Although she felt ashamed when she experienced it, she never forgot the comfortable feeling.

If she were at home, without anyone else around, she could really enjoy it.

She already puts a lot of strain on her body with classes and club activities, so having a massage chair would be really helpful.

The phone call between the master and apprentice ended quickly.

Kogoro Mouri was quite excited.

He had already convinced Yusuke Suzuki that the massage chair he would receive would have Yoko Okino's autograph, and the voice message would also be replaced with hers.

That feeling...

Hahaha, I can't wait any longer!

On the other side, Yusuke Suzuki sighed.

Someone's going to have trouble sleeping tonight.

He bet his teacher would be tossing and turning all night, lost in all sorts of fantasies.

It shouldn't be too difficult to get Yoko Okino to record an audio message, right?

If all else fails, he can ask Mai Kuraki to intervene.

If that doesn't work, he'll do it himself.

Chapter 544 Company's Subsequent Development

Seeing that it was still early, Yusuke Suzuki called Sango Yokomizo directly.

After a few polite exchanges, he got straight to the point.

Then Yokomizo was at a loss for words.

The police station colleagues all thought the massage chair was useful, and Yusuke Suzuki never mentioned it again, so the massage chair was left for public use.

He never expected that the matter would be brought up again after so long.

So he quickly apologized.

Yusuke Suzuki naturally didn't mind; he had only mentioned it verbally at the time.

I need one from my own teacher.

Dr. Agasa has two TVs at home.

Of course, we can't forget Eri Kisaki; we have to send her one.

If we consider it this way, then the scope needs to be expanded.

Hattori Heiji, Toyama, and the Kazuha family all need to be paired up.

You've already paired up with your friends, so you can't forget your family, right?