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Chapter 132 [Chapter 131] Coincidence

Author: Report Mr. Krabs

"Have a nice trip, Ms. Bundai. And Conan, you must listen to your mother and call me if you have the chance."

Xiaolan waved her hand and watched Fumyo Edogawa lead Conan into the car and leave. The smile on her face disappeared instantly.

"Dad, don't you think it's strange?"

"Yes, it is indeed a bit strange."

Kogoro looked at the check: "I have to go to the bank and try to see if I can really withdraw the money."

"I mean Conan and his mother."

Xiaolan said angrily: "Why didn't you come earlier and Conan's mother showed up at this time? And have you noticed that Conan and this woman are not affectionate at all, and they don't look like mother and son at all."

"Conan calls me mom, what else do you want?"

Kogoro pretended to be confused.

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless for a moment when Kogoro asked him back. After a while, she stamped her feet vigorously: "Maybe Conan and the doctor teamed up to deceive us? Maybe this woman is an actress hired by the doctor to pretend to be Conan's mother.

Woolen cloth?"

Kogoro spread his hands: "Tell me, what is the purpose of doing this?"

"Purpose? The purpose is to not let us discover that Conan's true identity is..."

Xiaolan hesitated. She didn't know whether she should express her suspicions.

"What is Conan's true identity?"

Kogoro asked deliberately.

"...Oh, I can't tell you. Anyway, I feel like there's something wrong with that Edogawa Fumiyo."

Xiaolan took out her mobile phone: "I just secretly put a tracker on the car driven by that woman. Let's catch up."

"ha?"

Kogoro's eyes widened: "Didn't I confiscate all the trackers? Why do you still have them?"

"Now is not the time to explain this."

Xiaolan took out the car key she had prepared a long time ago and threw it to Kogoro: "Dad, stop talking nonsense and drive!"

"Good guy, I don't know but I thought you were a detective and I was just the driver."

Although Kogoro was mumbling, he still drove the car obediently.

At this time, Conan was sitting in the co-pilot, folding his arms, and said lazily: "Auntie, your acting skills are just average, too stiff. Doctors are the same. When looking for an actor, they don't even talk about finding a more professional one, even if the appearance fee is high.

A little more will at least make people feel at ease..."

"Auntie? Her acting skills are average? Unprofessional?"

Edogawa Fumiyo couldn't help but tighten his grip on the steering wheel.

"Forget it, it's already like this. There's no point in talking about it anymore. Now go see the doctor quickly."

Conan yawned lazily and gave the order.

"Why do you want to see the doctor?"

Edogawa Fumiyo smiled sadly: "Can't we just go home?"

"That's right, I'm going back to the doctor's house."

Conan hasn't reacted yet.

"No, I mean, let's go back to our home."

"Why should I go home with you? You are not my mother."

"Yes, of course I am not your mother. After all, I am old, ugly and stiff at acting, but your mother is the world-famous star Kudo Yukiko..."

Listening to Edogawa Fumiyo's words, Conan felt as if he was struck by lightning. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the fat aunt: "You...how did you..."

"How do I know that, right?"

Edogawa Fumiyo sneered: "I know a lot. For example, your beautiful mother who fascinated men all over the world and won an international award at the age of 19, after marrying the famous novelist Yusaku Kudo at the age of 20, announced

Quit the entertainment industry. After giving birth to a son, I and my husband went abroad to play, but left you here, right, Conan?"

"No, I should call you Kudo Shinichi!"

Edogawa Fumiyo told Conan's real name word for word.

"Who are you anyway?"

No matter how dull Conan was, he still noticed something was wrong.

"Haha, I heard that you are a famous high school detective. Why has your body shrunk and your IQ also lowered?"

Edogawa Fumiyo let out a laugh that sounded like a villain.

"Are you from the black organization?"

Conan suddenly frowned: "But you're not wearing black clothes?"

"..."

Edogawa Fumiyo resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Idiot, are the people wearing black clothes members of our organization?"

"Haha, that's right."

Conan smiled cutely and quietly raised his arm, preparing to give Edogawa Fumiyo an anesthetic injection. Unfortunately, as soon as he raised his hand, a cold gun muzzle was pressed against his forehead.

"Don't move, little detective."

Edogawa Fumiyo smiled grimly: "Dr. Agasa, who created the weird inventions for you, has already confessed everything honestly. Your glasses, bow ties, watches, and even your belt and sneakers were all made by the doctor, right?

"

"How to do how to do!"

Conan opened his eyes wide, and the cold and hard touch reminded him that this was a real gun.

As the saying goes, a gun is fast from seven steps away, but a gun is fast and accurate within seven steps. Then the problem arises.

What's a gun stuck to your head?

"Be obedient and listen to your mother. Then she will take you to an interesting place. After all, the doctor is still waiting for you."

Edogawa Fumiyo shook the muzzle of his gun: "Here, take off your watches, glasses, etc., and put them in the storage box."

Conan had no choice but to slowly take off his watch, open the co-pilot's storage box in front of him, and put the watch inside. Seeing that the watch that threatened the most was removed, Edogawa Fumiyo breathed a sigh of relief, and then the moment she turned her head and glanced ahead.

, Conan suddenly pulled the handbrake.

"Squeak...bang!"

The driving car suddenly lost control and twisted on the road, making a harsh friction sound, and finally stopped sideways in the middle of the road. The vehicle behind it didn't react and directly hit it hard.

With several muffled sounds, the airbag exploded. Edogawa Fumiyo slapped the airbag. After a while, he raised his head, shook his head vigorously, and looked at the co-pilot, only to find that the car door was wide open. Conan was already gone.

No trace left.

"This bastard brat!"

Edogawa Fumiyo wanted to get out of the car and give chase, but the rear-end car hit her side. The cab door deformed and could not be opened at all for a while.

"Hey, hey, are you okay? What happened?"

The driver of the car that rear-ended him got out, knocked hard on the door, and yelled loudly.

Edogawa Fumiyo ignored the other party, but quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, something happened. Because of that boy, I got into a car accident and was stranded on the road... um... ok, I understand.

"

After hanging up the phone, she unbuckled her seat belt, and despite her seemingly bloated body, she nimbly got out from the passenger side. Ignoring the onlookers, she quickly rushed into the alley next to the road with her head lowered.

However, Edogawa Fumiyo would not have thought that all this would be seen by interested people.

"Report, we found the tracking target. The target changed his clothes and hairstyle, so he got rid of our tracking in a short time. However, unfortunately, there was a car accident on the road, and the target had to abandon the car and walk."

Listening to the report from his subordinates, Vodka glanced at Ginjiu, and seeing Ginjiu nodded slightly, he assumed the boss's posture and issued an order: "Continue to follow, and if there is any unusual movement, take action immediately, but be sure to capture him alive. If

Anyone who interferes will be killed."

"yes."

Two men in black suits got out of the car and quietly followed Fumiyo Edogawa in the direction he was walking.

"Who would have thought that James 007 this time would be a woman, and such a fat woman at that."

Vodka put down his phone with a grin on his face.

Ginjiu didn't say a word, and looked at the photo in his hand with hawk-like eyes coldly.

Judging from the angle and lighting of the photo, it is definitely a candid shot. The protagonist of the photo, except for his hairstyle and clothes, looks exactly the same as Fumiyo Edogawa.

No, to be exact, it was Edogawa Fumyo disguised as Kudo Yukiko, who happened to look exactly like this woman.

During the May Day holiday, I just want to work, not code_
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