The world of science is unscientific

"maybe......"

Karasuma Renya slowly closed his eyes, murmuring, "Suzu...ki...Yu...suke...From a biological perspective, you are already the most perfect human being."

"But you are still evolving."

"I hope I can be patient enough to wait until the day you reach your limit."

"That way... I'll have a higher ceiling."

......

at the same time.

Domoto Music Academy.

Perhaps the morning breeze goes better with eight eggs.

With the bomb exploding, yet another major accident occurred.

After receiving the information, the police were immediately under immense pressure.

It's still exploding! It's still exploding!

Can't you just leave things alone for a couple of days?!

Are you terrorists trying to meet your performance targets lately?

But it's neither the end of the month nor the end of the year, so what's the rush?!

Do you really have to provoke our police?

Then hit!

The police force was shaken, holding several press conferences and announcing a swift and decisive crackdown on criminals nationwide.

Yusuke Suzuki, who had just gone out for breakfast and casually listened to the TV news at the restaurant, also noticed the keyword "Domoto Music Academy".

He knows this theatrical version very well.

The "Score of Terror" is about to begin.

But it won't come immediately.

The explosion at the music academy was just a prelude to the main plot.

I'll go to the detective agency later and see if I can get a plot point today and level up to level five.

Just thinking about it.

His old phone suddenly vibrated.

Upon closer inspection, it was an email from Han Chuanqing.

Before Suzuki Yusuke could check, another phone call came in.

Autumn Court pities the child.

It must be about the concert.

connected.

"Miss Qiuting."

"Chairman Suzuki, I don't know if you saw the news this morning."

"Hmm... I just saw it."

"I called to let you know, President, that the performance might be postponed due to this matter. I'll let you know the exact date once it's confirmed. By the way, the tickets I sent you before are still valid, so don't worry. Anyway, I'm really sorry..."

"It's okay, a grand and destined-to-be-perfect high-quality performance is worth the wait."

Reiko Akiba chuckled on the other end of the phone and then asked, "I wonder if Chairman Suzuki has any time right now?"

Yusuke Suzuki refused outright, saying, "No, I'm going to the company right away. There are a lot of new projects lately, and I'm so busy that I'm just waiting for your performance to relieve my stress."

Hearing this, Akiba Reiko felt relieved. "Alright, I'll let you know as soon as the performance time is confirmed."

The call ends here.

Yusuke Suzuki has now received definite information that the theatrical version has been postponed.

Of course, this is the world of Detective Conan.

Maybe it will be tomorrow.

After quickly finishing the remaining food, Yusuke Suzuki drove to the detective agency.

Today is not the weekend, so Conan needs to go to school.

Normally, Yusuke Suzuki could go in the afternoon.

However, considering the possibility that the Mori family gang might still be traveling and committing crimes, it was a necessary step for him to apply to join as soon as possible.

As for why they didn't just call Kogoro Mouri and ask him directly...

That's because Yusuke Suzuki could perfectly imagine what the bumbling detective would say on the phone.

It's nothing more than things like, "Haha, Yusuke, you still can't escape my teachings after all," or "Yusuke, you finally couldn't resist coming back to listen to my teachings and decided to grow under my radiance."

These are all so annoying.

Yusuke Suzuki preferred to make the extra trip himself.

Not long after.

We've arrived at the detective agency.

As soon as he arrived, Yusuke Suzuki noticed a faint reflection in the distance.

The direction is...that house.

Yukiko Kudo...

It has to be you again, you just got back and you've already set up the sniper rifle... no... the binoculars?

Conan isn't home right now, so who are you spying on here...? Hmm...?

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly turned his head to look at the second and third floors.

Masaka... Could it be...?

At this hour, is the bumbling detective still battling Eri Kisaki?

Oh, that makes sense.

After all, when he went on a trip with Miyagawa Airi, the second battle was taking place around the same time.

Speaking of which, after Miyano Akemi's resurrection plan completely fails, he will also join the research and development of the antidote for Drug A.

He himself is a master of disguise, so why would he be afraid that Miyagawa Airi wouldn't be able to live a good life?

If all else fails, we can get our hair styled and dye it a different color.

I don't believe Gin will still recognize it by then.

Thinking about this, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly realized that he seemed to have dug a huge hole for himself.

When Ai Haibara transforms back into Airi Miyagawa, will Gin ask, "Where have I seen that little girl of yours?"

Chapter 988 Going Upstairs

Yusuke Suzuki thought about it briefly and realized that it was indeed a problem, but not a big one.

The bigger question now is whether he should go upstairs or not.

Never mind, I'll make a phone call first.

Yusuke Suzuki took out his phone and suddenly remembered that he hadn't read Haruka Kanakawa's email yet.

It was sent to his personal email address, not the organization's email address.

[President, do you have any plans to come to the company recently?]

Going to the company?

I must have been so full that I went to the company.

Yusuke Suzuki replied directly.

No. During this time, just cooperate with Nishino to ensure the work is completed smoothly. Also, please help me coordinate things with the tech company; don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary.

He had just finished sending the message when he heard the sound of a window being opened above his head.

"Yusuke."

"What are you doing standing down there, sneaking around like that?"

It seems the bumbling detective has already spotted him through the surveillance footage.

Yusuke Suzuki put away his phone and looked up. "I was just about to go upstairs when my assistant had something to ask me."

Today, Kogoro Mouri wasn't wearing his usual suit; instead, he was wearing a patterned shirt.

He leaned against the windowsill and asked, "Do you still want to come up?"

"Wait a mininute."

Yusuke Suzuki put away his phone and went upstairs.

Upon arriving upstairs, one is greeted by a pile of women's clothes scattered on the floor.

"Your teacher's wife has separated from you again?"

Yusuke Suzuki skillfully dodged the gap and stepped onto the sofa to sit down.

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri immediately pouted and shook his head, saying, "I wish that were the case."

He casually stuffed the clothes on the ground into various bags. "This old woman said she had too many spare clothes that she didn't usually wear, and asked me to help her get rid of them."

With that, the bumbling detective sighed deeply, "Sigh..."

After sighing, he cast a melancholy glance at Suzuki Yusuke, "Don't follow my example and become a man without a stable income."

"Look, I'm practically a housewife now."

It's unclear what he was thinking about, but he suddenly wiped away another tear, saying, "Sometimes I even lack dignity..."