Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

Los Angeles, USA.

Compared to the neon lights that have already entered the late night, the sun here is just beginning its work. As the sun rises, golden sunlight spreads across the earth, draping this bustling city in a vibrant veil.

However, in a quiet detached villa, a "little drama" was unfolding that seemed out of place with the beautiful morning light.

A woman with an angelic face, so beautiful she seems to have a built-in soft-focus filter, is sitting cross-legged on a yoga mat, angrily poking at an innocent smartphone. Her beautiful blue eyes are filled with the message, "I'm not happy."

Because she was practicing yoga, her usually loose, smooth brown hair was tied into a dangerous, ladylike ponytail and placed in front of her chest.

"Hmph! How dare they hang up on this princess four times!"

Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, Yukiko held a grudge. She tossed her phone onto the yoga mat, her exaggerated fullness rising and falling with her emotions, exuding sex appeal.

"That's outrageous! Eri, she ditched me as her best friend the moment she met a handsome guy! I care about her so much, and she just warned me!"

But despite his complaints, his bright eyes shone with an increasingly intense light.

Don't love me anymore?

No, it was my curiosity that was completely ignited.

She repositioned herself on the yoga mat, her tight-fitting and sexy yoga outfit highlighting her shapely curves—even after retiring from acting for many years, the former international film star's figure remains impeccably maintained.

Round, perky, and plump.

She clearly has an angelic face.

However, the most striking and contrasting aspect of Yukiko is that she also possesses an overly sexy and alluring figure.

Even more incredible is that she possesses the most abundant assets in the entire Detective Conan universe. Despite her enormous size, there is not a trace of sagging. Even through her clothes, she stands proudly upright, as perfect as God's masterpiece.

This is the ultimate combination of an angelic face and a devilish figure.

This gives her a unique charm that is both innocent and fatally alluring, pure yet seductive, or simply pure desire.

"Lin Ran...late summer..."

She murmured the two names as she stretched.

Even someone as proud as Yukiko had to admit that if Eri Kisaki wasn't lying—of course, Eri wouldn't lie to her about something like this—then this boy's talent was indeed astonishing, no less than hers.

It's worth noting that when she decided to have a whirlwind marriage, Yusaku Kudo was just an unknown, struggling writer barely making ends meet by writing short mystery stories.

After marriage, she retired from acting to take care of the family, allowing Yusaku to focus on his writing without distractions. With her support and sacrifice, he gradually gained fame and eventually became a world-renowned mystery novelist.

And what about that boy named Lin Ran?

Eighteen years old!

His first officially published novel became a global sensation, subtly overshadowing his predecessor, Yusaku.

"Interesting...so interesting..."

Yukiko maintained her yoga pose, her eyes darting around, looking exactly like a mischievous little fox, exuding an aura of "I'm going to cause trouble."

But to be honest, what interested her most was not Lin Ran's extraordinary literary talent.

She has seen too many geniuses, and she herself is one of them.

What truly tantalized her was that this boy had managed to melt Eri's ice queen heart, and it seemed that he was melting her heart quite quickly.

Who is Eri Kisaki?

The undefeated queen of the legal world, calm, rational, and proud, has never been moved by Kogoro's feelings even after being separated from him for more than ten years. Yukiko once wondered if Eri was planning to live alone for the rest of her life.

But now...

"An old tree blossoming!" Yukiko laughed. "And it's blossoming so beautifully!"

Although Eri Kisaki vehemently denied it on the phone, insisting that she was just an "interesting friend," Yukiko, as her best friend who had known her since the "Teitan Queen and Teitan Princess" era, bickering and supporting each other all the way to this day, knew her inside and out!

Judging from Eri's attitude, which was subtly boastful yet unusually protective of her own...

Yukiko is 100% certain:

Eri, she's fallen for him!

Moreover, the damage is probably quite significant!

"How could this princess miss such a wonderful show?"

Yukiko gracefully finished her yoga pose, rubbing her hands excitedly. "This is practically the drama of the year! The female lead is my best friend, and the male lead is a mysterious, genius, and handsome young man. Let me, the princess, be the 'villain' who helps the leads out! Hahahaha!"

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Seeing so many interesting things happening in China in just a short period of time, I was surprised to find that so many interesting things had happened there.

First, her beloved son Shinichi inexplicably became an elementary school student, then a genius young writer who surpassed many of his predecessors suddenly appeared, and now even Eri, that iceberg, has ushered in spring.

Yukiko, who is naturally playful and mischievous and will never grow up like a child, couldn't sit still any longer; her girlish heart was stirring.

She wants to go back to China!

She wanted to carefully check on her best friend's choice!

Besides, she really hadn't been back to Japan for a long time.

She had known for a long time that Shinichi had shrunk, and she wanted to go back to see him. After all, he was her only precious son, and such a big thing had happened. As a mother, she had to care and take a picture to remember him.

But then, the boy Eri liked suddenly appeared out of nowhere, instantly igniting Yusaku's competitive spirit. For the past six months, he has almost locked himself in his study, determined to write a work that surpasses "The Devotion of Suspect X".

Thinking of the scene in the study, Yukiko pursed her lips, stood up, and decided to go talk to Yusaku.

……

I had just reached the door of the study.

Before she even opened the door, she smelled a strong odor of smoke.

Frowning, I pushed open the door and saw Kudo Yusaku sitting at his desk with a scruffy beard. The ashtray next to him was piled high with cigarette butts, and the whole room was filled with smoke. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were in heaven.

"Ahem... Yusaku! I told you not to smoke so much!"

Yukiko covered her nose and walked over, wanting to open the window for ventilation.

"Don't move."

Yusaku Kudo looked up at his wife, who was wearing a yoga outfit that perfectly accentuated her sexy and mature figure. His eyes were unusually clear, and he even had a hint of annoyance at having his inspiration interrupted.

Women and such will only affect his creative inspiration.

Therefore, for the past six months, he has been sleeping in the study, ignoring all of Yukiko's subtle attempts to seduce him.

"This is the thinking atmosphere I've painstakingly created."

As Kudo Yusaku spoke, he lowered his head again.

Seeing her husband's attitude towards her, Yukiko immediately became unhappy, put her hands on her hips, and puffed out her cheeks in anger.

If Eri hadn't forbidden her from revealing Lin Ran's identity, and even threatened to "break off all ties," she would have definitely used Lin Ran to give her husband a good beating.

Your number one opponent is actually just an eighteen-year-old boy.

Even your painstakingly crafted and proudest work might just be someone else's casual reflection after chatting and talking about love with their girlfriend, which then leads to your downfall.

Yukiko dares to pat her own breasts as proof.

Knowing Yusaku as she did, if she told him the truth, then used her perfect acting skills to show a little expression of admiration for Lin Ran, and added a few lines like, "Wow, he wrote a masterpiece at the age of eighteen, he's a true prodigy, much better than some of those older writers who have buried themselves in writing for half their lives and still been surpassed by others~"

Tsk tsk tsk, I guarantee it will deal 10,000 points of critical damage to Yuzaku, making him question his life forever and never recover!

"Never mind... he's my husband after all."

Yukiko pouted, feeling that she was so kind and must have been an angel in her past life.

"Yusaku." She stepped forward, trying to make her voice sound gentle. "Shall we go back to our country? I want to go back and see Shinichi."

"Not now."

Yusaku Kudo kept staring at the manuscript paper. "I'm at a crucial time right now. Going back to Japan would be too much of a change in environment and would affect my performance."

"I can still write even when I go back to China." Yukiko persisted, draping her hand over his shoulder and shaking it, using her usual sweet-talking tactics: "Our family isn't short of money, why force yourself like this?"

Kudo Yusaku finally raised his head.

It wasn't that I was attracted by her beauty, but rather that her swaying around made it impossible for me to continue writing.

Looking at the flawless face so close to him, so perfect even without makeup, seemingly untouched by time, Yusaku Kudo frowned deeply: "This isn't about money, Yukiko. This is about reputation, about professional dignity."

He adjusted his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses unusually serious: "The appearance of 'Late Summer' has already shaken my position in the mystery novel world. If I can't produce a work of equal quality..."

"So what?"

Yukiko interrupted him, her tone slightly displeased, "Can anyone be more popular than me at eighteen? I was an international film queen when I was eighteen, and I retired from acting whenever I wanted, and got married whenever I wanted. It's just a title, is it that important? Is it more important than family?"

"That's different." Yusaku Kudo shook his head. "You're an actor, you can retire gracefully, but a writer... the work is everything. If I'm surpassed by younger generations and can't respond, then my career is over."

"You're being stubborn!"

Yukiko was really angry. "You don't care that Shinichi shrunk, you won't let me go back to Japan, and all you do is lock yourself in your study and smoke all day! Yusaku Kudo, do you even care about this family anymore?"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

Oh no...did I go too far?

But words spoken are like water spilled; the atmosphere between the two instantly froze, and neither spoke for a long time.

"...You can leave now."

Yusaku Kudo lowered his head again, somewhat irritated. He didn't have time to appease his wife's little tantrum: "I need some peace and quiet."

Upon hearing this, Yukiko bit her lip, and her eyes instantly reddened.

She turned and rushed out of the study, slamming the door shut behind her.

Back in her bedroom, she threw herself onto the bed, grabbed a pillow and punched it hard a few times, then sat up, feeling more and more aggrieved.

"Ugh, Yusaku! You workaholic! You nerd!"

She cursed a few times, but still felt unsatisfied. So she got up, went barefoot to the kitchen, took a whole watermelon from the refrigerator, cut it in half, found the biggest spoon, and returned to the sofa in the bedroom.

While shedding a few tears, she ate the watermelon with gusto.

This is one of her little habits: the angrier she gets, the more she eats, mainly to prevent herself from getting too full from anger. That would not only harm her health but also neglect her mouth and stomach, which is not worth it.

"If you don't comfort me... I will absolutely not forgive you this time..."

But after taking a few bites of watermelon, she couldn't help but think of her phone call with Eri earlier. Her tears stopped falling, and her big eyes darted around, as if she was up to something.

If Eri Kisaki were here, she would recognize it immediately.

My best friend is up to her old tricks again.

"No!"

After finishing half a watermelon, Yukiko let out a burp, then suddenly stood up from the sofa with a determined look in her eyes.

"If you won't go back, I'll go back myself!"

She unilaterally announced this momentous decision.

She wants to go back to Japan.

Immediately! Right now! Nobody can stop us!

First, she wanted to see her son, Shinichi—even though he had shrunk, he was still her son, and she wanted to have some fun with him.

Secondly... she wanted to see for herself what Lin Ran, who had captivated Eri, looked like and what kind of magic she possessed.

As for Eri Kisaki's warning?

Yukiko pouted.

"He's just a little boy, what, he can't possibly eat me up, can he?"

She's Yukiko Fujimine, a former international film queen. What kind of storms hasn't she weathered?

A mere eighteen-year-old prodigy writer...

She wanted to see if it was really that "poisonous".

Having made up her mind, Yukiko immediately felt full of energy. Life is about finding your own fun, so she threw the watermelon rind into the trash can and started rummaging through her drawers to pack her luggage.

As I tidied up, I hummed a song, and my mood brightened from cloudy to sunny.

"Neon~ I'm back~ Welcome your princess~"

"Shinichi~ Mommy's here to see you~"

"And there's Eri's 'little boyfriend'... wait and see, your older sister is here to check you out~"

She insisted on watching this play from the front row.

No, she wants to personally take the stage and become the most evil villain.

After all, life is so mundane, and husbands are so boring, so you have to find some fun for yourself, right?