Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 752 Edogawa Fumiyo

“I already know. I didn’t expect Bond to be able to understand human speech completely and to possess such extraordinary intelligence. I really hadn’t noticed that before.”

Xia Chuan shook his head with a look of shame. Logically speaking, he should have noticed it long ago, since it was so obvious.

"Uh, Father, actually..."

"Alright, time's up. You should go do your homework. Don't think you've saved the school and don't have to do homework."

"Hmph, then I'll blow up the school next time!"

Anya, who had been trying to explain, suddenly looked dejected. The mere mention of homework made her dizzy, her eyes sting, and her spirits wane.

Oh no, I feel like I have a fever!
"Ania's fever may have relapsed. She needs to take a nap and recharge so she can focus on her homework."

Watching the little girl happily skip upstairs, Xia Chuan sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"You little rascal!"

Having such a small child at home really makes it easy for them to suffer a stroke.

Both children left the living room, and Xia Chuan turned the TV back on.

The report above is about a sewer explosion that occurred late last night.

Ironically, the person reporting on it was Kiel.

Experts have confirmed that the explosion was caused by the lack of ventilation for too long and by people smoking and littering nearby.

As for the base below, the distillery moved out overnight through the escape routes, and with the entrances and exits destroyed, the police will not conduct a thorough investigation.

However, this position is obviously no longer usable.

Xia Chuan wasn't worried. No matter how many bases Gin changed, there wouldn't be any problem as long as his identity wasn't exposed.

"What exactly did Baileys discover?"

In the early hours of yesterday morning, Xia Chuan had many moments where he wanted to kill Baileys directly, but the other party's attitude was strange and ambiguous, leaving Xia Chuan unsure of what to do.

This is the first point of suspicion. The second person that Xia Chuan is concerned about is Vermouth.

Today he could clearly sense that someone was watching him.

When he woke up in the morning, he noticed that several strangers were frequently looking at his house, and there were also a few more salespeople promoting his business.

He had reason to suspect that these people were all Vermouth in disguise.

"Vermouth?"

Anya hid in her room, eavesdropping on her father's thoughts, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

For her, finding out who Vermouth was was incredibly easy.

"This uncle is no good. He's too short, and his thoughts are filthy."

"The white-haired auntie looks a bit suspicious, but her thoughts seem to be fine."

"Hey, it's Sister Xia Benzi. I wonder what the cocoa tastes like today. I really want to try it."

"Wait, that guy is looking around as he walks, like he's looking for something."

Looking up, Anya saw the large head and felt a sense of dejection.

"It's Conan!"

His furtive behavior is so strange. Could he be Vermouth in disguise?
"Huh?" Conan heard someone call his name, turned around in confusion, and saw Anya's surprised look as she leaned against the security window, looking like a prisoner.

"Ania, what are you doing?"

"Ania is looking for a suspicious villain!"

The famous detective rolled his eyes speechlessly. Wasn't his Uncle Kogoro's reputation big enough? How could any villain dare to show up at his doorstep so brazenly?

The previous burglar who broke into the house doesn't count, and he wasn't home at the time. Anya is probably playing some kind of spy game again.

According to Haibara, Anya did indeed help thwart the brewery's plan yesterday; she probably got too caught up in the role.

Lost in thought, Conan didn't pay attention to the road ahead and was suddenly bumped into a wall, falling to the ground with a thud.

"It hurts~"

The wall was soft and slippery, not hard, but it bounced quite badly. Plus, he wasn't paying attention, so he lost his balance and landed on the hard road.

"Oh dear, Conan, are you alright?"

The detective's exceptional intelligence quickly confirmed that what had just knocked him down was not a wall, but an obese man.

In addition, she had a "magnetic" middle-aged woman's voice and accurately called out her own name.

There's no need to guess anymore.

"My head hurts!"

Conan muttered something to himself with his head down, then turned and prepared to run away.

"Hey Conan, you're not behaving yourself at all! Where are you going to go gallivanting again?"

The obese middle-aged woman lifted Conan up with one hand, put her hands on her hips, and looked at him with a smile.

The old-fashioned glasses reflected a strange white light, making it impossible to see the emotions in the eyes.

"Mom, can't you be normal? Why do you have to be like this?"

The middle-aged woman's voice suddenly changed, transforming into that of a charming young woman.

"I also don't want to attract too much attention. If people find out that you are Yukiko Kudo's son, you'll be bothered to death by the news media. They don't know what's good for them."

Haha, it's been a while since I've seen my mom, and she's still the same—a narcissist.

Conan shook his head helplessly: "What are you doing back here? I remember Dad said a while ago that he was going to Europe for research. With your personality, you wouldn't take such a good travel opportunity, but instead come back to see a five-year-old kid like me?"

"Oh, don't say that. Seeing someone as cute as you makes me feel several years younger. I'm so happy!"

Of the entire family, only Yukiko Kudo thought it was a good thing that her son had shrunk.

Because this way, her age will also appear younger.

Although she maintains her figure and face very well, and has a young heart, some things just can't be changed.

For example, having a seventeen-year-old son.

Now that she's become a five-year-old son, she's suddenly a decade younger.

"I came back this time just to see you and pay your living expenses." Fumiyo Edogawa's bloated, fat face jiggled, and her brows furrowed into a deep frown. "I heard things haven't been going well lately. Have you been discovered by that organization?"

"It's not that exaggerated. He's just been noticed. The more dangerous one is the father of that child at the window. That guy has probably already been put on the stove."

"Not only that, he was unaware of his own shortcomings, had no team spirit whatsoever, and was unwilling to cooperate with me."

When it comes to Natsukawa, Conan has a lot of grievances to share.

Everyone clearly has a grudge against the distillery, so why can't we unite as one?

When facing a united front, coupled with his abilities and connections, such as the FBI, he can also make contact.

Given Natsukawa's relationship with the Japanese Public Security Bureau, plus his connection with that FBI guy named Shuichi Akai, they're sure to defeat the Black Organization, that evil organization.

"What can a five-year-old do? They can't lift anything with their hands or carry anything on their shoulders. They're doing this for your own good, so I think you shouldn't get involved."

Conan had already heard the same thing when his parents teased him before.

His answer to this was only one!
Impossible! As long as the distillery remains standing, we will never let them go!
That's why he hesitated to experiment with the antidote he had, because he wanted to save it for a crucial moment.

(End of this chapter)