Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 38 Interpol
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Conan, who had run away with the bucket, returned to his familiar spot. Listening to the lecture inside, he felt much more at ease.

"Luckily, I deleted everything on my phone except for the unlabeled phone numbers, so even if it falls into Kitahara-sensei's hands, it won't be a problem."

The purpose of doing this was to prevent someone from discovering the contents of the phone after it was lost, thus revealing that he was Shinichi Kudo.

"And I never said I only brought one phone."

Conan's face revealed a cunning expression.

Shinichi Kudo has one cell phone, and Conan has one cell phone. That makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

"Cough cough."

Kudo Yusaku cleared his throat: "Um... I am Edogawa Conan's father, Edogawa Yuhei."

"There's something I need to correct."

Kitahara Natsuyu said, "Mr. Edogawa, please speak."

"My wife didn't run away. We just had a fight, and she went out to clear her head. She definitely didn't run away!"

He heard the entire conversation between Kitahara Natsuhiro and Conan.

That's why he emphasized this point so forcefully to save face for himself.

After all, his wife ran away, and it would be embarrassing if word got out. People would think he had done something to Yukiko.

Kudo Yusaku didn't want to lose face.

Besides, Yukiko definitely went out to relax, she didn't run away.

Although he knew he was deceiving himself, he had to convince himself before he could deceive others.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu smiled slightly, leaned against the wall, and said softly, "Going on a long trip without telling you is basically running away."

"Although it may be presumptuous of me to pry into other people's lives, I still want to ask, what happened between you and your wife? Will this affect Conan?"

"Children at this stage are very easily influenced by adults."

Although he knows everything.

But I still want to stand on the moral high ground and ask again, and perhaps add a pinch of salt.

Anyway, Yusaku Kudo couldn't do anything about him, since he used Conan as an excuse.

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Yusaku Kudo was speechless, unsure of what to say.

He couldn't very well tell Kitahara Natsuhiro that he was covered in lipstick marks, and then Yukiko would find out, which was why he ran away from home.

He couldn't bring himself to say such a thing.

Moreover, his headache began to worsen.

Kitahara Natsuhiro could tell that Kudo Yusaku didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't press the matter further, as it would be impolite to ask again.

"Let's talk about Conan."

Kudo Yusaku, rubbing his head and enduring the pain, said, "Kitahara-sensei, please speak."

"Conan is at the age where he should be learning, and he shouldn't be bringing things like cell phones to school. I hope Mr. Edogawa won't spoil the child."

“If anything happens in the future, you can call me. I am his homeroom teacher, and my phone number is,” Kitahara Natsuhiro said.

How can a child bring a cell phone? He didn't have one when he was a child.

So he wanted to give the students of Teitan Elementary School a happy childhood, and he confiscated all their cell phones.

I really am a good teacher.

Upon hearing this, Yusaku Kudo gave an embarrassed smile and quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry."

"This is indeed my fault, and it will never happen again. I will also discipline Conan properly and will not cause trouble for the teacher or other classmates."

Shinichi, that guy, he did the thing himself, but he's making me take the blame.

Now one of them has run away, leaving me to face the teacher alone. It's really giving me a headache.

Despite his ease in handling cases, Yusaku Kudo is now facing not a case, but the teachers at the school.

It's strange that he seems a little intimidated by Kitahara Natsuyu, perhaps because teachers have a natural power to control parents.

Kitahara Natsuhiro was very satisfied with Kudo Yusaku's attitude, which reminded him of his own childhood when his parents held parent-teacher conferences, which were exactly the same.

“Then I’m relieved. I wonder when Mr. Edogawa can come to the school to take Conan’s phone back?” Kudo Yusaku said, “I’m sorry, Kitahara-sensei, I’m currently abroad and can’t go back for the time being.”

"So I can only ask you, teacher, to keep it for a while."

"Of course, Mr. Kitahara can also contact my wife and have her come to the school to pick up her phone. But if you manage to contact my wife, could you please let me know?"

He now wants to know Yukiko's exact whereabouts so he can apologize to her.

He couldn't get through to Yukiko, but that doesn't mean others couldn't.

Moreover, Kitahara Natsuhiro is also a teacher.

"can."

There was no problem with keeping Conan's phone safe, and he wouldn't look through it.

However, since Conan handed him the phone so easily, there must be nothing on it.

Besides, he knows everything about Conan, and he knows things that Conan knows, as well as things that Conan doesn't know.

Why bother peeking at Conan's phone? It lowers your status, and there aren't any beautiful women on it anyway.

By the way, Conan seems to have two cell phones, so...
Jie Jie Jie!

How would he know where Yukiko is?

He only ate half of yesterday's melon!

"Thank you so much. Then I won't disturb Kitahara-sensei's class any longer," Kudo Yusaku said. "When I return to Tokyo, I will bring Conan to pay you a visit."

"Alright, Mr. Edogawa, you go ahead with your work."

After saying that, Kitahara Natsuhiro hung up the phone and walked towards the classroom of Class 1-B.

On the other side, in Los Angeles, USA.

After hanging up the phone, Kudo Yusaku's head throbbed even more, as if someone was banging drums and gongs inside.

But he has no time to rest now. Conan's matter is still unresolved. He's a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment, so it's better to deal with it as soon as possible.

Afterwards, Yusaku Kudo called his friend who was working at Interpol's U.S. office.

As for why they didn't call Inspector Megure, who lives in Japan, it's because his rank is too low and he probably wouldn't be able to find anything out.

In contrast, Interpol's intelligence network spans the globe, making it the best option to have them conduct the investigation.

"Fergus, it's been a long time."

"Hey, Yusaku, long time no see. What brings you to call me today? Are you in some trouble?" Fergus said with a smile, sipping his coffee.

Yusaku Kudo never calls unless he needs something, so his call must mean he's in some trouble.

"You really can't hide anything from you." Kudo Yusaku smiled. "It's like this, I want to ask you to help me investigate two people."

“Okay.” Fergus did not refuse.

Kudo Yusaku has helped him a lot, and it's time for him to repay him.

"Okay, I'll tell you what they look like and what their features are. Please let me know if you get any news."

"OK."

Then, Yusaku Kudo told Fergus about the characteristics of Gin and vodka.

Conan told him all of this, and he told Fergus exactly as it was told.

"I understand. I'll let you know if there's any news."

"Okay! Thank you for your help."

Yusaku Kudo hung up the phone and stood up from the sofa: "I can't take it anymore, my head hurts so much, I need to take some medicine."

"But where did Yukiko put the medicine?"

Yukiko took care of everything at home; he didn't concern himself with anything.

Normally, he could use his proud reasoning skills to deduce it.

But now, due to a hangover and fever, his head is about to explode, his CPU is overloaded, and he can't reason.

"hateful!"

Kudo Yusaku couldn't find the medicine in the end, and in desperation, he could only call an ambulance.

(End of this chapter)