Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Because this is a good method.

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第0063章：没救源；发,自；9*8：0！2'0:5;8.5'6发?的工藤

Brooklyn Bridge.

On Yukiko's sports car.

She was driving, Shinichi Kudo was in the passenger seat, and Osamu Shiraishi and Ran were in the back seat.

New York at night is a bustling metropolis where everything is so beautiful that it's hard not to be captivated.

"Wow, I finally saw the Statue of Liberty with my own eyes!" Xiaolan exclaimed, pressing her face against the car window and staring at the distant statue with immense joy.

She suddenly felt a little regretful.

I didn't bring my phone with me, otherwise I could have taken a proper photo.

"The whole of Manhattan is so beautiful..." Xiaolan's eyes were practically sparkling with delight.

Shinichi Kudo, in the passenger seat, scoffed, "There's nothing to see at all. It's just scenery, and some people are exaggerating it."

Yukiko almost lost her grip on the steering wheel and crashed into the bridge; it was truly unbelievable.

She never expected her son to have this attitude; it was unlike her son, and unlike Yusaku Kudo's son.

She took a deep breath, deciding it was best not to say anything now, since she was driving and an accident could be disastrous.

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Xiao Lan snorted, "I won't listen to you, I just like it. Hehehe..."

Shiraishi Osamu smiled and said, "The night view of this city is indeed very beautiful, and it really makes people feel relaxed."

Xiaolan immediately smiled: "That's right, people all over the world want to go on a date in this city. Now that I'm here, I really want to explore it!"

Yukiko knew this was a good opportunity to speak, so she immediately chimed in, "That's great! Let Shinichi take you shopping tomorrow during the day! We can buy some things then, it'll definitely be worth the trip."

Shinichi Kudo said calmly, "No need. I don't want to go shopping with her. All I want to do right now is solve cases. If you want to reach the highest level of reasoning and analysis, even a lifetime of research wouldn't be enough."

Yukiko:......

A terrible teammate.

Yukiko didn't understand what this word meant before, but now she finally does. She always felt that her son had gone mad and was beyond saving.

She was clearly trying to help him, but he shirked his responsibility and acted as if he didn't care.

Yukiko was furious and decided to stop interfering with her son and let him fend for himself.

Xiaolan turned her head and said, "I haven't even agreed to go shopping with you yet, and you're already overestimating yourself."

Shinichi Kudo nodded: "That would be best, because I might have that kind of time."

He also realized his own shortcomings.

He especially wanted to study these two deductions carefully, as each one was just a little off.

After all, his reasoning was correct; it was just that there were some problems with certain details. So, if he calmed down and studied it carefully, there would be no problem, and he would definitely be able to beat that man named Shiraishi Osamu.

Ran looked at Shiraishi Xiu beside her: "Xiu, let's go shopping together tomorrow."

Bai Shixiu touched his nose and said, "I don't know anything about this place, and I don't know the way at all. What if I get lost?"

"Me too?" Xiaolan stuck out her tongue shyly, giving up on the idea.

Sure enough, in these foreign places, you need someone you know to guide you, otherwise you won't even know how you got lost.

Yukiko felt that her son could still be saved, so she interjected again: "How about I take you shopping tomorrow? I know this place pretty well, and I guarantee you'll have a great time."

Shinichi Kudo immediately retorted, "This is all Mom's fault! We were supposed to arrive in New York tomorrow, so we could have flown directly to the Ross family's place."

Yukiko's face darkened, and she immediately stepped on the gas, causing the speed to increase dramatically.

Don't be angry...

Don't be angry...

[I only had one son, and he was beaten to death. So I can't get angry...]

Yukiko kept giving herself a mental pep talk, and said with a forced smile:

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I thought I wouldn't be able to attend the theater festival, but they suddenly gave me tickets."

"A theater festival?"

Xiao Lan became curious.

Yukiko had given up on her son and decided to take matters into her own hands, smiling slightly:

"The hottest Golden Arts District show right now is being held at the Ghost Theatre on Broadway. It starts at 11 p.m., I can't wait."

"Wow, that's awesome!" Xiaolan exclaimed.

"Hey~" Shinichi Kudo pouted, looking at the police cars that kept passing by on the bridge outside, and asked curiously, "There are quite a lot of police cars on this road. Has something big happened recently?"

Yukiko said seriously, "I think they're chasing that highway demon! I heard it's a highway demon that specifically attacks young women, and he's supposedly a male from East Asia. But you don't need to worry, that guy only appears after midnight. As long as we get to the hotel before then, we definitely won't run into him."

“Interesting…” Shinichi Kudo’s eyes immediately lit up, and he became interested in this highway devil.

Xiao Lan was a little scared and immediately shrank to Bai Shi Xiu Shen 327, clinging tightly to him with a well-behaved expression.

Osamu Shiraishi glanced at his watch and said to Yukiko, "Ms. Yukiko, it's almost 10:30 now. Is it still possible to make it to that theater you mentioned?"

Yukiko glanced at her watch instinctively, and her expression changed immediately: "Oh no, I need to speed things up."

He floored the gas pedal.

The engine roared incessantly.

Caught off guard, Xiao Lan let out a loud "Ah!" and buried herself in Bai Shixiu's arms, clinging to him tightly.

"Are you okay?"

Shiraishi Osamu gently embraced her.

"No~" Xiaolan shook her head, her face a little pale. She glanced at the scene rushing past outside, then quickly looked away in fright.

Shiraishi Osamu glanced out the window, feeling a tickle in his throat, and said hoarsely, "Ms. Yukiko... how about we slow down a bit?"

"Haha, don't worry, I'm very skilled, there's absolutely no problem." Yukiko said confidently.

Shinichi Kudo's face darkened: "This car just came out of the repair shop a few days ago, didn't it..."

Yukiko:......

This isn't my son after all; someone must have impersonated him.

Chapter 0064: Sharon Vineyard

Broadway.

At the entrance of the Ghost Theater.

A sleek silver car pulled up, and the three people, except for Yukiko, breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts pounding.

Xiao Lan's teeth chattered, and tears welled up in her eyes. She instinctively rubbed against Bai Shixiu, but when she realized what was happening, her face turned bright red.

"Are you alright?" Shiraishi Xiu naturally noticed, and patted Xiaolan's head, not minding at all.

Yukiko saw this scene through the rearview mirror, and then looked at her son who was idling in the passenger seat. She gritted her teeth in anger.

It's true that there's no harm without comparison. She was afraid that if her son looked like this, Xiaolan might be kidnapped by someone else before long.

"well

With a soft sigh, Yukiko glanced at her watch and, finding it was still early, finally relaxed.

"Great, we finally made it in time."

The words had barely left his lips.

Then the sound of police sirens came from behind the car.

Then a foreign policeman walked over and smiled at Yukiko:

"Please show me your vehicle registration and driver's license."

"OKOK..."

"The speed limit is 40 kilometers per hour. Are you performing a stunt?"

"We have something urgent to attend to."

Shinichi Kudo watched his mother and the police chatting idly and shook his head in boredom.

He knew that was the case, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Just as they were talking...

A bald man wearing a coat walked over.

The police officer saluted him upon seeing him; this must have been the other party's superior.

With the help of this bald man, Yukiko successfully got rid of this trouble.

Yukiko recognized the bald man and smiled, "Thank you so much this time, Radishyu."

"No, you should thank someone other than me."

IIoH

"Um, so who should I thank?"

"If you want to express your gratitude..."

As the bald man spoke, he slowly placed his hand on his face, then tore off a mask-like substance, revealing a delicate face with a wicked smile. A voice, distinctly feminine, uttered the words:

"The person you should be thanking is me."

Everyone was taken aback.

The passersby were also startled.