Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Although no system task was triggered, he could still take a look at this matter or help out.

He's just Phantom Thief Kid, a seventeen-year-old brat. Although he can run and jump a bit, he feels he can still outmaneuver him.

Of course, unless he doesn't fly.

Shiraishi Osamu also felt that he lacked equipment or a skill that allowed him to fly; if he could have one, it would be perfect.

"It's at the Rice Flower Museum. Everyone can come together in the afternoon. It should take about one or two o'clock."

"Okay, I'll go after lunch."

Shiraishi Osamu thought about the address of the Beika Museum.

It seems to be a little past the East Rice Flower area, roughly across from the Rice Flower Shrine, and it doesn't seem to take long to walk there.

Having received Shiraishi Osamu's permission, Sonoko immediately smiled happily and then looked at Ran:

"Xiao Lan, how is it? Is everything alright?"

"Well, I don't have any problems. But what are we going to do this time?"

"There's going to be a jewelry gathering and exhibition soon, and our family heirloom, the black pearl 'Dark Night Star,' will also be on display. So, if we can protect this pearl, we might be able to catch the Phantom Thief Kid."

"Uh... okay."

Xiaolan's lips twitched, but she wasn't as blindly confident as Yuanzi.

She did trust Shiraishi Osamu, but as for her own father, all she hoped was that he wouldn't hold her back.

"Alright, see you this afternoon."

Sonoko smiled, waved to the two of them, and ran downstairs.

Shiraishi Osamu and Ran exchanged a glance, both looking at each other with a mixture of bewilderment and amusement.

"Xiu, I need to go home too to prepare lunch for Dad."

Xiao Lan quickly said something and ran downstairs to go home.

Kimie Shimabukuro came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of cut fruit, only to find Osamu Shiraishi alone on the sofa.

"yes……"

Shiraishi Osamu simply lay back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked incredibly comfortable.

Kimie Shimabukuro placed the fruit on the table in front of him, sat down next to him, and asked:

"Xiu, would you like something to eat?"

"No, thank you. By the way, would you like to come with me to the Rice Flower Museum this afternoon?"

"They're leaving already? I even prepared fruit for them."

"I'm not going. It's my workday this afternoon."

"It's nothing, just ask your boss for leave!"

"No, it's better not to. You're going to catch Phantom Thief Kid anyway, I wouldn't be of much help if I went."

Shimabukuro Kimie still refused, just as she said, there was no point in her going to catch Kaito Kid.

and……

She thought of the woman she'd met the night before, reached into her pocket and gently touched the white paper inside, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't take it out.

Mouri Detective Agency.

The second floor.

Kogoro Mouri sat leisurely in his office chair, pursed his lips and said, "Going to that kid's house across the street again, what's so fun about that?"

He was still quite worried, but thankfully his daughter's visits were never long, otherwise he would have had to go to her house to look for her.

"No, no!" Xiaolan put on an apron and said while washing the rice, "Dad, we're talking about serious business over there."

"You kids are too young to be talking about anything serious. I bet you're just figuring out when to go out and play, aren't you?"

"No, I found a job for Dad."

"Work?"

Kogoro Mouri glanced at his daughter, then chuckled and put on an arrogant expression before casually picking up a newspaper to read.

Really?

Xiaolan wiped her hands, walked over, and placed a letter in front of her father.

"What is this?" Kogoro Mouri picked it up and glanced at it casually.

"This is a letter that Kaito Kid sent to Sonoko's house," Ran replied.

"Kaito Kid!!!" Kogoro Mouri's voice rose considerably.

Xiaolan laughed: "That's right, so I went to find a job for Dad. This afternoon, he's going to the Mihana Museum to catch the Phantom Thief Ki 3.9."

Kogoro Mouri's lips twitched, and his eyes twitched violently. If he could catch Kaito Kid, he would already be a famous detective.

However, he didn't say anything, but opened the letter to see what was written inside.

[Aprilfool]

When the moon separates the two, I will hear of the legendary Dark Night Star and, drawn by the waves' invitation, go to claim it. The Phantom Thief…

Kogoro Mouri flipped the paper over and over, but the writing on the back of the paper was gone, and the paper had been torn and then glued back together.

That's probably understandable, though. If the head of a large conglomerate saw a thief so brazenly sending a letter, he'd probably be so angry that he'd tear it to shreds.

Chapter 0133: Yukiko's Divorce

in the afternoon.

On the way to the Rice Flower Museum.

Yukiko and Conan were walking together on the road. They had also received an invitation from the Suzuki Foundation, so they were going to go and take a look.

Conan walked along, stroking his chin, pondering the meaning of the letter delivered by Kaito Kid.

Yukiko glanced at her shrunken son, holding her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Shinichi-chan, wait here for a moment, can Mom make a phone call?"

"Go ahead." Conan waved his hand, not even glancing at his mother, and casually stood by the roadside to continue thinking about the question he had just been pondering.

Yukiko gave a wry smile, walked to the other side of the street, and slowly dialed Yusaku Kudo's number.

for a long time……

The call connected, and Kudo Yusaku's joyful voice came from the other end:

"Yukiko, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you last time. I'm on my way to Higashi-Sakura now. Please don't be angry anymore, and forgive me just this once."

Yusaku Kudo's words went unanswered. Yukiko bit her lip tightly, her face full of pain.

She thought of yesterday's events and Shiraishi Xiu again, and the murderous intent in her heart surged. She was afraid that she would lose control and go to fight him to the death.

But she knew that wouldn't work; rushing in recklessly would have little chance of success. So she decided to wait in the shadows like a snake, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

"Yukiko?" Yusaku Kudo called out anxiously again, then said with a wry smile, "I promise I won't argue with you again next time, just say something to me."

Let's get a divorce!

"Yukiko, stop joking."

I'm serious.

Yukiko's voice was unusually cold, but the pain in her heart was no less than anyone else's.

She's no longer clean, and she doesn't want to pretend nothing happened. She wants revenge and to make those who benefited pay the price.

The murderous intent that surged in his eyes made Conan, who was deep in thought not far away, shudder involuntarily.

"I……"

Yusaku Kudo let out a bitter, hoarse voice, and then fell silent.

I don't know how long it has been...

It could be a fleeting moment, or it could last longer.

The weary voice continued:

"Okay, I agree. I will divide the property properly and won't let you suffer."

"I don't need it. You also need to take care of yourself..."

Yukiko ultimately didn't continue speaking. Her eyes were red and swollen as she hung up the phone, sniffling hard to stop herself from crying.

She couldn't forgive herself for her mistakes and didn't want Yusaku Kudo to be hurt, so she had no choice but to get a divorce, even though the other person was also in great pain.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Yukiko's smile returned. Her acting was superb; she called out to her son, who was not far away, with a smile:

"Shinichi-chan, alright, we can continue now."

"Let's go then."

"By the way, did you figure out the code?"

"No."

"Oh dear, Shinichi-chan is still a long way off. If your dad were here, he would have guessed it right away."

"snort?"

Conan turned his head away unhappily, not wanting to continue the conversation at all.

Although he admires his father quite a bit, the person he most wants to defeat is also his father, so he will not admit defeat in this matter.

the other side.

After having lunch, Shiraishi Shuya and Kogoro Mouri, along with their daughter, arrived at the Beika Museum.

By this time, a large number of police officers had gathered around, with sentries every five steps and guards every ten steps.

Such a large-scale alert also demonstrates the Suzuki Group's considerable strength and political connections.

The third floor of the museum.

Kogoro Mouri stared in disbelief at the setup below: "This is outrageous! This is more than enough to fight a small battle. It seems like all of Higashi Sakura's police officers have been mobilized here."