Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"So you're Officer Nakamori from the Metropolitan Police Department. How disrespectful."

The man touched the scarf hanging around his neck, glanced at his younger brothers who were still at the door, glared at them coldly at first, then smiled and asked Nakamori to sit down.

"Kid sent me a preview. To be honest, I was quite surprised. I didn't expect that he knew that I had the Star Blade. I guess he is indeed the legendary Phantom Thief."

Brian picked up the two knives on the coffee table. His expression was completely different from when Nakamori hadn't entered the room. He looked like a kind old man.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but I don't like anything else, but I really can't do anything with knives."

"I can see it."

Nakamori pointed to his own sword that Brian had placed on the sofa: "From the position where you hold the sword, I can tell that you are an expert in kendo."

While the two were talking, new brothers kept approaching the room, and they could hear more footsteps in the corridor.

"It looks like Mr. Brain's boys are ready for Kidd's attack."

"In fact, I was the one who was prepared."

A simple silver light flashed by, and Nakamori blinked to find that Brian's body did not move, but it was a fact that his neck was scratched.

Blood flowed along the neck to the collarbone. There was not much blood at first, but the amount gradually increased. Looking at the red chest of the man opposite him, Brian prepared to pull out the second knife.

"You are so stupid as to come to see me alone. Pay the price for your arrogance, Kaito Kid..."

"Pfft!"

Two smoke bombs fell from his trouser legs. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's vision was blocked, Kuroba Kaito took out two grappling guns. He smashed the floor-to-ceiling window in the room with his left hand and grabbed the upper edge of the window to escape, while his right hand hooked the two knives in Brian's hands according to their positions.

"After all, a petty thief..."

Brian sneered, loosened his grip on the knife, and directly grasped the grappling hook rope, ready to pull Kaito Kidd's grappling hook gun directly over.

"Ah."

As he walked past Brian and turned his back to the man, Kuroba Kaito grinned and said smugly, "I learned the best way to ask someone to let go from a friend."

"What...mmmmm..."

When the smoke cleared, the younger brothers who regained their vision finally saw Kaito Kidd, who was leaning against the windowsill with his collar stained with blood, and the boss who was tap dancing next to the coffee table, holding the leash of the grappling gun.

"A kendo master can dance just as well as a dancer."

Brian's hair stood on end. The electric shock was very effective. He jumped for just a dozen seconds under the gaze of his more loyal younger brothers before being pinned to the ground with a blanket.

After putting away the hook-claw gun, he held the two swords in his arms, shook the still slightly warm scabbards, and jumped down from the windowsill with a smile.

"Bastard Kidd, fight back! Fight back!"

Brian struggled out of the quilt and shook his right hand, then took a sniper rifle from a younger brother. With shaking hands, he made a "tut" sound and pointed at the younger brother who had reported to him before.

"Don't follow me anymore."

With his hands in the shape of claws, Brian gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "That guy often disguises himself as Nakamori Ginzo. Maybe he is lurking around the police now. Go find clues for me and kill Kidd!"

"Ah I!"

The white hang glider seemed to be mocking these guys. Brian stared at the falling Kidd with his electric eyes and gave orders to the others.

"Now we move to other places. Three waves of people will randomly hide after cleaning up their tracks and collect the Star Edge Knives again!"

"Hi!"

On an abandoned boat in the river not far from the pier, Kuroba Kaito, who had fallen and was hiding, covered his neck with his cloak. Fortunately, the mask helped him block the attack and prevented the guy from cutting his artery directly.

"Asshole, he actually used a knife to chop me. There must be at least 300 milliliters."

Kuroba Kaito's face turned a little pale. He looked down at the two knives in his arms and pulled out the one he had taken from the Axe family.

"Tsk, the orange one is obviously a long sword, is there something wrong with that old man's eyes?"

With his head lowered, Kuroba Kaito's voice became weak.

"Is this the reason why you don't want me to deal with that old man?" His eyelids began to twitch and slowly closed...

"what!"

Kuroba Kaito suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was no longer in the abandoned cabin. The room was full of Japanese style, the lights were also hand-operated, and on the green tatami board was placed a neatly folded Kidd suit, which was obviously taken off from him.

"And left me my pants."

His neck had been bandaged, and although he still felt weak, he wasn't as dead as he had been on the boat.

"Now that you've taken them off, don't put them on the tatami. They're all covered in blood."

Kuroba Kaito touched Kidd's suit, took out a plastic bag and put the clothes in it, then thought of the three star-edged knives.

"Ah! Here it is."

Seeing three knives on the coffee table in the middle of the room, the blood-deprived magician finally began to mobilize blood to his brain. He smelled the sulfur in the air and realized that he was in a hot spring hotel.

"I see……"

He had heard Yuuji claim that he had played many bishoujo games, according to that boy.

[Hot springs, that’s where the plot is most likely to happen. As for what kind of plot… hehe…]
"It seems like it's been a while since I heard that guy talk about the topic of bishoujo games?"

He slowly walked to the sliding door leading to the yard, already guessing the true identity of the person he had saved.

"The hot spring that removes the curse shouldn't be so new."

No matter how you look at it, this store has only been open for a short time, probably less than 20 years at most.

Turning sideways, Kuroba Kaito did not open the door, and Hakuba, who finally heard the sound coming from the room, turned his head to look at the room. Kuroba Kaito's figure was well reflected by the sliding door.

"Hei Yu, are you okay?"

"Ah, it was you who saved me, Hakuba."

Bai Ma stood up from the water by holding the edge of the room's only hot spring. Because his hair affected the bathing process, he used a hairband to tie his long hair into a big bun and placed it behind his head.

"Ah, it's so cold. I forgot to bring my towel to the hot spring."

Kuroba Kaito turned his head unconsciously and looked over. Just as Hakuba could see his shadow, he also saw Hakuba's reflected shadow.

[Aoko! No matter what, I will...]

No one can escape reality. No matter whether it is him or Bai Ma, their bodies after gender reassignment are so attractive to their girlfriends.

“It’s really cold.”

Picking up the towel at hand and soaking it in the hot spring to warm it up, Bai Ma wiped his body, then stood in front of him and walked out of the hot spring.

"bath towel……"

Wrapping himself in the wrap, Bai Ma pulled open the door and found that Kuroba Kaito, who had just been by the door, had laid back on the blanket.

"Are you still feeling unwell?"

"Ah... I still feel a little bit of lack of blood..."

"Ischaemia? I asked the doctor to give you a blood transfusion."

Kuroba Kaito coughed twice after taking a guilt-ridden glance at the red spot on the tatami beside the door.

"Is your wound still bleeding?" Bai Ma obviously also noticed the circular bloodstain at his feet.

"I touched the wound and then... tapped it... that's it."

Even if Qingzi came today, it would be the same. He would never admit that he had any reaction to Bai Ma.

[He must have asked the doctor to give me too much blood transfusion! ]

"Banding the wound? Are you a child?" (End of this chapter)