Detective Conan: Starting with Yukiko covered in black stockings!

Just as the two sides were arguing heatedly, a quarrel broke out outside.

"Let go of me, 893. I want to see Officer Qingshan, 460, 964."

“Mr. Mori, please calm down. Inspector Aoyama is currently having a case analysis meeting with FBI agents.”

"Xiao Lan has been missing all night. Instead of looking for her, what's the point of arresting me?"

Bang!

The office door was kicked open, and a uniformed police officer lay miserably on the floor.

Kogoro Mouri's over-the-shoulder throw is no joke; he has never lost a single move in the Detective Conan world, defeating his opponent with a single strike.

"It's the famous detective Kogoro Mouri! I thought it was someone so bold as to break into the Metropolitan Police Department..."

“Officer Aoyama, enough nonsense. I used to be a police officer and I know that assaulting a police officer is a serious crime. It is perfectly reasonable for you to arrest me. Before that, I just want to know where the silver-haired devil is and whether my daughter Ran Mouri is alive.”

Kogoro Mouri interrupted Aoyama, coldly surveying everyone in the conference room.

Upon seeing his face, Shuichi Akai felt a strange sense of familiarity, and a figure flashed into his mind.

"How old is your daughter? Describe her appearance, and it would be best to have a photo."

“My daughter is seventeen years old and a second-year student at Teitan High School. Her most distinctive feature is the tuft of hair above her forehead that looks like a horn.”

As he spoke, Kogoro Mouri took out his phone and showed a picture of Ran Mouri.

"I'm sorry, your daughter has been taken away by Cao Yu."

Shuichi Akai immediately recognized Ran Mouri in the photo; she was the girl he had met the day before.

"I was so scared. It turns out Xiaolan is with Cao Yu. I'm relieved."

Kogoro Mori relented, guessing that the phone call might not go through because of a bad signal or low battery.

No sooner had he finished speaking than everyone cast strange glances his way.

Chapter 25 Time Management Master

"What did you say? Cao Yu is the bomber who blew up the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building?"

"What? They don't look alike at all."

Kogoro Mouri, shocked, glanced at Shuichi Akai with disappointment.

"Not everyone named Cao Yu is a bomber. The FBI is too incompetent. No wonder they can't catch the silver-haired devil."

Some things are better left unsaid.

Kogoro Mouri secretly mocked him, believing that although Cao Yu, whom he knew, had a bad temper, he was upright and would never be a bomber.

It is highly likely that the FBI, unable to find the real person, resorted to desperate measures and randomly grabbed someone with the same name to take the blame.

"Mr. Mori, you should recognize this person, right?"

Shuichi Akai took out a transparent bag and placed it on the table.

"A...human skin mask!"

Kogoro Mouri recognized the face at a glance and immediately felt terrible.

"That's right, Cao Yu disguised himself with a human skin mask. Just now, when you mentioned your daughter was with Cao Yu, you seemed very relaxed. Could it be that..."

"No, that's not true!"

Getting involved with bombers seriously damages the image of a famous detective.

Kogoro Mouri understood what Shuichi Akai meant and waved his hands repeatedly in denial.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Oh no, Xiaolan is in danger!"

Conan and Yukiko, who had followed, changed their expressions drastically upon hearing this.

The two hurriedly took out their phones and anxiously dialed numbers.

"Damn it, I knew something was off about that guy earlier. I never imagined he was a vicious bomber."

"Xiao Lan, please answer the phone quickly. If that guy dares to hurt you, I will not forgive him easily."

The phone went dead.

Conan was undeterred and dialed twice more. It seemed that his persistence moved the heavens, and the call was actually answered.

"Sister Xiaolan, where are you now? Are you hurt? Be careful of Cao Yu."

"Mmm... Ugh..."

“Your voice sounds strange. Have you been kidnapped? If so, just say ‘hmm’.”

Conan looked grave, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Perhaps Ran Mouri's ordeal is more serious than being kidnapped.

“Yesterday I had a high fever and fainted. A kind person took me to a clinic, but I don’t know exactly where it is yet.”

"Don't worry, I'm safe and sound. I'm having a follow-up medical check-up. I'll hang up now."

Beep!

The phone went dead, and Conan felt a weight lift from his shoulders. He put his phone away, put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the conference room with an air of superiority.

After learning from him that Ran Mouri was still alive and that she was at the clinic, the Japanese police and the US FBI temporarily put aside their differences and launched a unified operation to search the entire city for the clinic where she was.

After all, Ran Mouri was taken away by Cao Yu. Using her as a starting point, we might be able to find traces of Cao Yu and the silver-haired devil.

Concerned for his daughter's safety, Kogoro Mouri volunteered to join the operation.

Because of his great reputation, Officer Aoyama readily agreed.

While Conan was making the call, Yukiko also dialed Vermouth's cell phone.

"Hey, Yukiko, what's up so early in the morning?"

The call connected, and Yukiko's languid and tired voice came through.

"Chris, are you hiding something from me?"

"What? Adults all have secrets, it depends on what aspect you're referring to."

"Your assistant!"

Yukiko didn't rush to reveal Cao Yu's identity. Having spent a long time by Kudo Yusaku's side, she had learned some reasoning skills.

Let's test whether Vermouth is an accomplice first, so as not to alert her.

"You mean Cao Yu? Is there something wrong with him?"

"No, I'm just curious where you found such a great assistant."

"Thank you for the compliment. He came to apply for the job on his own, and I hired him because I thought he looked good."

Vermouth clearly sensed something was amiss, and calmly gave a perfunctory reply.

"It seems you really don't know? I just heard from the FBI that your assistant is the bomber who blew up the Metropolitan Police Department building."

"Huh? A bomber? Don't scare me!"

"Chris, calm down. Xiaolan was taken away by him last night, I'm worried..."

A mosaic image appeared in Yukiko's mind.

"I'll go to Cao Yu's room right now. Don't worry, if Xiao Lan is really in his hands, I'll risk my life to rescue her."

Beep!

Yukiko was taken aback when she saw Vermouth hang up the screen.

"Damn it, how could I think like that? Xiao Lan will definitely be alright, and she might very well become my daughter in the future."

"I guess it's because we haven't been intimate with my husband lately that she's been thinking about that kind of thing!"

……

the other side!

"Yukiko is no match for Yusaku Kudo; she's still too green to compete with me."

"Being woken up while you're sleeping soundly is really annoying."

Vermouth tossed her phone aside, turned her head but couldn't see Cao Yu, and felt a strange sense of loss.

After resting with her eyes closed for a while, she got up, dressed, and went to wash up.

As Vermouth passed by the room next door, she heard faint sounds coming from inside, and a cryptic smile appeared on her lips.

"He's a master of time management? What a scumbag."

"Hmph, you think I can't satisfy you? Don't even think about being honest with me again!"

Vermouth washed up without disturbing Cao Yu's enjoyment.

After returning to his room and changing his clothes, he glanced at the cold breakfast on the living room table and hurriedly went out to find Elder Hua to change his dressing.

at the same time!

In another room, Ran Mouri gripped the sheets tightly, her face contorted with pain.

"Why did you hang up the phone? Why didn't you tell me what happened? I think your screams are quite pleasant; it wouldn't be bad for Conan to hear them."

"Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well and make sure you leave the clinic in good health."

"As for whether it's complete or not, that's not within my scope of responsibility."

A wicked smile appeared on Cao Yu's lips.

The system gave him the profession of a ruthless bandit, which meant he was destined to be an incorrigible good person, so there was absolutely no need for him to pretend to be a virtuous gentleman.

"You are despicable, shameless, and vile. You will surely be punished."

"Conan will definitely tell Dad what I said. He's a detective, and he'll find clues soon enough and bring the police to arrest you."

"Stop! It's cracked!"

Ran Mouri convulsed, her mind going blank.

When he regained consciousness, Cao Yu was leisurely smoking.

With the addition of Wolf Brother's card, it's really strong.

After nearly five hours of continuous fighting from Vermouth to Mauriran, I surprisingly didn't feel very tired.

"Sweating it out will help you recover from a cold faster. Take a hot shower, then take your medicine. You'll be back to your old self in no time."

Cao Yu stubbed out his cigarette, got up, and left the room.

After he closed the door, Ran Mouri looked at the blood-stained sheets, tears welling in her eyes, and silently put them away.

What is lost cannot be recovered, but evidence can be preserved.

When the police arrest Cao Yu, they can add another charge against him.

Chapter 26: Once the news gets out, Gin will have paranoia.

"Isn't this going too far? She's just a high school student!"

Watching Ran Mouri walk dejectedly towards the bathroom, Cao Yu felt a pang of guilt.

Snapped!

The next second, he slapped himself hard across the face.

"What are you thinking? You're a ruthless bandit, there's no turning back. You should learn more from Ah Zu."

"Besides, some high school students these days are even more promiscuous than the girls at brothels."

"It's just a tool for getting revenge on Conan the Four-Eyes. Isn't it normal to use it, spit it out, and then throw it away?"

Cao Yu rubbed his cheeks and stroked his chin, contemplating life.

If Vermouth is a fine wine, then Ran Mouri is the tea of ​​early spring.

A glass of wine in the evening, a cup of tea in the morning.

The two complement each other perfectly; this is how life should be lived.

"Tools need to be maintained, as they may be useful in the future."