Zongman: Becoming Prime Minister in the Conan Universe

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As a good friend from high school, Eri and Yukiko had known each other for so many years that they could be said to be absolute best friends.

One was serious, the other lively; it was precisely this complementarity that kept their relationship close all along.

And it was precisely because of this that Eri could sense that Yukiko was not joking when she said that, but was serious.

Eri's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Tentatively, she asked, "Did... Yusaku Kudo cheat?"

This was the most reasonable and most sinful explanation she could think of.

Only if Yusaku Kudo had cheated would Yukiko be engaging in such retaliatory behavior.

Yukiko hesitated for a moment, then said, "Probably not... I'm not very sure either."

Yusaku Kudo was a famous writer, but his only truly published work was the Night Baron series, and they were detective novels.

Coupled with his eccentric personality, Yusaku Kudo was a very picky person when it came to writing. His writing style was loved by a select few, but definitely not popular.

Simply put, Yusaku Kudo's books were well-praised but not bestsellers.

Among the top ten highest-earning writers globally, most were from Europe and America; none of them wrote about such niche subjects.

Yusaku Kudo's annual copyright income was millions of US dollars. If he had written a new book that year, the income would have been even higher. This was already considered high-income among writers.

But precisely because it was niche, the fan cohesion was stronger. Moreover, Yusaku Kudo had quite a few female fans.

So, whether Yusaku Kudo had truly committed the mistake men often make, even Yukiko couldn't be sure.

Yukiko didn't want Eri to worry, especially since this matter involved an international criminal organization. If Eri got involved, her life could be in danger.

She immediately said with a radiant smile, "Eri, you don't need to think so much. Can handsome little boys do anything wrong?"

Eri sighed.

Hmm, that's indeed nothing wrong.

Although Yusaku Kudo had changed somewhat from the way she remembered him, she shouldn't be judging him so casually.

However, Yukiko had lived abroad for so many years and had picked up the habits of those open marriages abroad, which was also reasonable.

Eri thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll find a time to ask him out for a meal, have a drink. You two can then..."

She paused, then continued, "...Yusaku has always liked you a lot. He's watched all the TV dramas and movies you've filmed, and he can even recognize you even though I can't. You two are heading towards each other, after all."

Yukiko pretended to be surprised and said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "Then I'll just hook my finger, and the little puppy will obediently come over, huh? Hehe, I wonder if I still have my charm from back then."

Saying this, she even took out a mirror and posed for a photo.

At this moment, Yukiko Kudo was thinking to herself, That information from that man in black... is Yusaku Kudo really my fan?

Thinking this, she felt extremely disgusted.

"Fine, that's settled then. Eri, find a time to meet up, the sooner the better."

Yukiko Kudo urged impatiently.

It wasn't that she was sexually frustrated, but rather the time limit given to her by that organization.

But Eri didn't think that way. She retorted, "Are you that sexually frustrated?! I'll do it as quickly as possible. Yukiko, you're in a bad state right now. How about you go rest first?"

Eri looked at Yukiko Kudo's pale and weak appearance and advised her.

"It's nothing, I can endure it... I'll go to the hospital first. Yusaku got injured, I need to go take care of him."

Saying this, Yukiko Kudo opened the car door, stood by the roadside, and waved to Eri. "Eri, be careful on the road."

Seeing Yukiko say this, Eri didn't say much either. She nodded and got into her car.

"Phew..."

Yukiko Kudo sighed. She returned to the VIP room at the hospital, glanced at Yusaku Kudo, who was lying in bed still unconscious, and felt a mess in her heart.

"Xiao Ai, how is the research progressing?"

In the Western-style mansion where Fujiwara Hiroshi lived, he was standing in front of a mirror, adjusting his formal suit and tie.

In the living room, Haibara Ai sat in a high chair. She wore a gray checkered skirt, the hem of which revealed a pair of slender legs and small, flawless jade feet.

Haibara Ai twitched her cute little foot, her small hand tapping quickly on the computer keyboard. She replied, "Research progress? How can there be much progress here? However, I found some interesting things in Kudo Shinichi's bone marrow."

"The cells in his bone marrow are in a latent state. If stimulated, they will become active in the latent state, resulting in extremely rapid cell proliferation and growth."

"This kind of growth speed is beyond imagination. Perhaps if I can stimulate cell growth and stabilize them, I can deduce the efficacy of APTX4869."

Haibara Ai was using her hand to push up her glasses. The little girl with the appearance of an elementary school student possessed extreme maturity and confidence. The slightly squinted eyes revealed a shrewd and confident gleam.

She uttered a pile of chemical and biological terms. Fujiwara Hiroshi listened intently, although he didn't understand.

After speaking her professional knowledge, Haibara Ai was after some post-realization insight. She looked at Fujiwara Hiroshi, who was dressed in a formal suit, and asked suspiciously, "Are you going to school? Do you need to wear a formal suit to go to school?"

"No, I'm going to Kyoto for a trip."

"Kyoto? What are you going there for?"

Haibara Ai's expression tightened. She couldn't refuse.

"My grandfather is celebrating his big birthday tomorrow. I really don't want to go, but the old man has been nagging me to go see him, and I have no choice."

Fujiwara Hiroshi explained.

Just two days ago, his father, Fujiwara Yoshimoto, had given him a call, hoping he could go to Kyoto today to celebrate the birthday of the Fujiwara family's old master.

As someone of divine descent, respecting elders was a traditional virtue. Moreover, his relationship with Fujiwara Yoshimoto had nothing to do with the old man.

Reasonably speaking, she should be going.

Fujiwara Hiroshi's old master was also not young, and his body was healthy, but he could potentially die at any age.

(bject) Fujiwara Hiroshi also didn't want to see the old man's condition worsen year by year, and felt a bit melancholic.

"Can... can I go with you?"

Haibara Ai pursed her lips, but still spoke words that made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

Saying this herself, won't it make Fujiwara Hiroshi misunderstand?

Fujiwara Hiroshi said, "Your identity is difficult to explain. I'm currently having someone from the organization help you forge an identity."

"After the identity on that side is forged and can withstand investigation, you can then be adopted by my foster father and become my younger sister."

Haibara Ai also knew that her current identity couldn't withstand investigation. She was silent for a moment, then asked, "Will your adoptive father agree to this kind of thing?"

Fujiwara Hiroshi chuckled softly. "He has adopted quite a few children. Some are yellow, some are white, some are black, some are just ordinary adoptions, and some have special talents."

Haibara Ai immediately understood. The Director of the CIA would adopt these children.

She wasn't a willful girl, or rather, she wasn't willful when it came to serious matters. Xiao Ai turned her head. "Then you should come back early."

"Don't worry, at most I'll be in Kyoto for two days. I won't skip school again. As for the reason, when I get back, I'll take Xiao Ai out to play, how about that? It's hard to always stay at home, right?"

Haibara Ai said with the attitude of an otaku: "There's nothing bad about staying at home."

"Then if you're hungry these two days, you can order takeout, or cook for yourself."

"I'm not a child; I don't need you to nag."

Fujiwara Hiroshi was quite at ease with Haibara Ai.

As long as it didn't involve the Black Organization, she was a calm, composed, and intelligent girl, fully capable of solving most problems on her own.

"Alright, then I'm heading out. When I get to Kyoto, I'll take some pictures of that side for you."

"Fujiwara!"

"Hmm?"

"When you come back, don't forget to take me out."

Haibara Ai crossed her arms, tilted her head slightly, and said in the posture of a queen.

Fujiwara Hiroshi said, "Okay!"

However, after walking to the door, Fujiwara Hiroshi stopped again.

Haibara Ai looked at him puzzledly. "What?"

Fujiwara Hiroshi smiled at her. "Just now, I tricked you. Actually, the problem with your identity has already been solved. Do you want to go to Kyoto together?"

Xiao Ai's expression turned cold. She turned her head. "No!"

"Alright then. Be careful at home. I'm leaving first. Don't open the door for strangers, especially those wearing black clothes."

Hearing Fujiwara Hiroshi's teasing, Haibara Ai was so angry she started laughing. She jumped onto the ground and quickly ran upstairs, shouting, "Wait for me! I'm changing clothes!"

...

Chiba Prefecture, a luxurious mansion.

"Mom, did you ask me to come back for something?"

Returning home, Yang Nai, seeing her mother sitting in the living room drinking tea, asked.

Mrs. Yukinoshita, wearing a kimono, put down her teacup and said to Yang Nai, "Tomorrow is the birthday of the Fujiwara family's old master."

"Although our Yukinoshita family is not qualified to participate and hasn't received an invitation, I used the pretext of Fujiwara Hiroshi's path to greatness and requested an audience."

"The old master is now thinking of Fujiwara-kun every day. He even thinks of those past events about his grandson as his own pride. As soon as he heard I was going to pay my respects to Fujiwara-kun, he immediately agreed."

"Yang Nai, go get your sister from where she's staying. I've prepared your formal attire. We'll all go to Kyoto together."

Regarding her mother's schemes, Yang Nai felt no melancholy or sarcasm. Instead, she saw her mother's exhaustion from doing her best for the family.

Thinking that she might also become like her mother in the future, Yang Nai felt a bittersweet willingness despite her sadness.

If I don't do it, then these things will just be pushed onto Hina.

She hoped her sister could stand on her own, but didn't want her to live an unhappy life.

"Okay, I'll go find Hina now."

...

Tokyo, a luxurious villa. Shirogane Miyuki was sitting at his desk reading a book.

Hayasaka Ai, dressed as a maid, stood beside him, reporting, "Young Master, the old man and Mr. Warito asked you to go to Kyoto."

Shirogane Miyuki's gaze returned from his book. He asked, "What?"

"...to go celebrate the Fujiwara family's old master's birthday, right?"

This kind of event, the Shirogane family had to attend every year.

"Yes, and it's also for you to meet the Fujiwara family's young master."

"Didn't we say we were going to create a chance encounter?" Shirogane Miyuki asked, puzzled.

"Times have changed. The current Young Master Fujiwara is too famous; creating a chance encounter is no longer suitable. Lord Warito's intention is, rather than that, to go straight to the point."

"Is that so? Then let's listen to him."

Seeing Shirogane Miyuki's indifferent attitude, Hayasaka Ai felt extremely weary.

The impact of that major incident caused by Young Master Fujiwara... Miyuki, she actually doesn't know, she actually doesn't know!!

Shirogane Miyuki never went online. Her phone was still an old-fashioned model that didn't even have a camera function. Her reception of outside information was considerably blocked; she simply didn't seem like someone living in modern times.

And it was precisely because she was so un-modern that Hayasaka Ai, as a modern person, felt extremely pressured...