Ke Xue: There is nothing wrong with my love standards!

"You don't want to see your hard-working parents shed tears!"

"Also, others should take this as a warning, you know?"

"Yes!"

The classmates in the class answered in unison.

Hearing this, Conan whispered in his heart: "It's not like I want to come to school."

Kitahara Natsuyu glanced at Conan, then turned to look at Kobayashi Sumiko: "I'm sorry, Mr. Kobayashi, it took up a lot of your time."

"It's okay." Kobayashi Chengzi shook her head: "Ms. Kitahara is doing it for our class, so it's nothing."

Kitahara Xiayu nodded, then turned to look at Conan: "Go and stand in the corridor!"

If you are told to stand in the corridor for punishment, I will make you stand in the corridor for punishment.

This is what happens if you don't do your homework.

"Oh."

Conan knew he was powerless to resist, so he could only endure it silently. Then he stood in the corridor with a bucket and pressed against the wall.

"Stand here properly and go in during the next class. Don't run around, okay?"

Kitahara Xiayu gave some instructions.

"Yes, Mr. Kitahara."

"Ok!"

Kitahara Xiayu nodded, turned and left, heading towards his office.

After Kitahara Xiayu's back completely disappeared from Conan's sight, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned slightly against the wall, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "When will such a day happen?" That’s the size!”

He now misses his old high school life.

Instead of being nagging from the teacher, you can take a leave of absence every now and then to help the Metropolitan Police solve cases.

You can also be praised by the Tokyo media and be included in the newspapers.

People will look at you with envy when you walk on the road. This kind of life should not be too good.

Let's look at what kind of life he is living now.

At Mouri's house, he was disliked by Kogoro Mouri and even got beaten.

When he got to school, he offended his classmates, was named and criticized by the teacher, and most importantly, was punished to stand in the corridor. If other people in the class saw this, where would he lose his face?

When had Kudo Shinichi ever experienced such grievances?

The more he thought about it, the angrier Conan became, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

buzz

Suddenly, Conan's thighs felt a little numb. He put the bucket down gently, looked around, and then took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

"Who will call me at this time?"

Sadaharu took a look and saw four words on the caller ID: Kudo Yusaku.

"It's actually dad, why are you calling me at this time?"

Conan did not answer the call immediately, but looked around again, then ran away with the bucket and came to the corner of the stairs.

The call was connected directly, even Dr. A Li's bow tie voice changer was not used.

Yesterday, Kudo Yukiko already knew about Conan becoming smaller, so Kudo Yusaku should also know.

So at this time, there is no need for a voice changer or anything like that.

"Hey, Dad."

"Dad? Who are you?!"

"what?"

Chapter 37: Your wife ran away, what does it have to do with me?

Conan was dumbfounded.

An ominous premonition came to my mind, and I quickly asked: "Didn't Mom tell you what happened to me yesterday?"

It seems that his mother did not tell his father about this incident.

And he himself told the matter directly.

For a moment, Conan was speechless.

How could I do such a stupid thing!

"Mom? What happened to you? What are you talking about?"

Kudo Yusaku rubbed his swollen temples. Yesterday's hangover made him very uncomfortable now. Coupled with lying on the floor all night, he was now dizzy and uncomfortable. Maybe it was Got a cold.

And Yukiko is not at home either.

"I seem to have heard this voice somewhere?"

Hearing this, Conan was speechless: "Shinichi, I am Shinichi!"

He has broken the jar now.

Now that Dr. Ali knows and his mother knows, there is no problem in adding a father.

You can say anything.

If one day, Kitahara Natsuyu knew that he was Kudo Shinichi, he wouldn't be surprised.

"Shinichi? Are you Shinichi?"

Kudo Yusaku looked confused, but his mind was much clearer.

"This voice is exactly the same as when Xin was a kid! What is going on?"

He felt that he had encountered a difficult incident.

Later, Conan told Kudo Yusaku all the ins and outs of the incident.

After Kudo Yusaku learned about this, he sighed: "I didn't expect that there are such drugs and such organizations in this world."

After listening to Conan's explanation and some things that only their father and son knew, he completely believed that the child on the phone was his son, Kudo Shinichi.

It's just too outrageous.

"I'm like you, but it happens."

Conan looked bitter.

"It's indeed magical, but Dr. Ali is right to let you conceal your identity. If those two men in black know that you are not dead, they will definitely come to kill you or capture you. Then you will become experimental material. In the end Life is worse than death." Kudo Yusaku's face also became serious.

Suddenly, Conan felt shuddered.

"Also, did you and Dr. Agasa go home to get your childhood clothes?" Kudo Yusaku looked determined.

Knowing son Moruo father.

The person who knows Kudo Shinichi best in the world is him.

To save trouble, this kid would definitely go home and get his childhood clothes.

"How do you know? The doctor and I are sure."

Halfway through the words, Conan's expression changed drastically.

"If they didn't see my body, they might search the house. If they found it, it would be over."

"I quickly asked the doctor to put the clothes back."

He suddenly realized that he and Dr. Ali still thought of this matter too simply.

Hearing this, Kudo Yusaku quickly stopped him: "If you do this now, it will no longer help."

"It's been several days. Maybe they have searched our house."

"If you give the clothes back now, it's just superfluous."

"Of course, it might not be as bad as I thought."

"You don't have to worry too much." Yusaku Kudo comforted him.

He believes that Shinichi is still too young, has experienced too little, and has not considered many things in place.

"Damn it! I'm still too careless!"

Conan looked remorseful and punched the wall.

What he is most worried about now is that his identity will be exposed, thereby endangering the people around him.

By then, he, Xiaolan, Uncle Maori, Dr. Ali, and his parents may all be implicated.

Kudo Yusaku said in a deep voice: "Your situation should be sporadic. If they knew that your body would become smaller, they would definitely not leave you alone there."

"So don't worry too much. I'll call Dr. Agasa later and ask him to go to your house and take away all the remaining clothes, and then donate them to welfare institutions. That way, everything will be fine."

"And I can also ask my friends in Interpol to help investigate. There should be clues."

It might be a little strange for a seven or eight-year-old's clothes to suddenly disappear, but it wouldn't be strange if all his clothes were gone.

It would be a good idea to donate them all.

There’s also Interpol, so well connected!

"This is indeed a good idea, so please leave it to Dad."

Conan also breathed a sigh of relief. Things were not as bad as he thought. Sure enough, his father was reliable.

"By the way, Dad, why did you call?"

Only then did he remember that this call was from his father, who seemed to have something to say.

"I almost forgot." Kudo Yusaku glanced at the room, rubbed his forehead and said: "When I got up today, some of your mother's clothes and suitcases were gone, and she didn't answer her phone calls, and Chris's phone number was also gone. Can't get through."

"So I just wanted to ask you to see if Yukiko has contacted you."

Hearing this, Conan understood.

"You must have quarreled again. Did you go out drinking again yesterday and stay up all night?"

He had heard his mother talk about this matter, but he was not interested in the affairs of middle-aged couples, so he changed the subject every time.

Over time, Yukiko stopped telling him such things.

Hearing this, Kudo Yusaku sneered, somewhat unspeakably: "Actually, I didn't stay up all night yesterday. It's just that when I came back, there were lipstick marks on my shirt and face."

"When Yukiko saw it, she became angry and ran away from home."

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and he complained in his mind.

"Haha, dad has become a Maori uncle."

Kudo Yusaku's appearance is exactly the same as that of Mouri Kogoro.

It's just that Kudo Yusaku got the kiss, but Mouri Kogoro didn't.

"Mom didn't call me, and I don't know where she is. She probably went on a trip with Aunt Chris. She will probably be back in a few days after she calms down."

"And you really didn't do anything sorry for my mother?"

Although he believed his father, it was true that he was drunk, stayed out all night, and had lipstick marks on his face and shirt.

He believes it, but my mother may not necessarily believe it.

"Of course not!" Kudo Yusaku stood up and said in a much louder voice: "How could I do something that would be sorry for your mother? What are you kiddo thinking!"

Did he do anything to feel sorry for Yukiko?

Really!

"That's it."

Halfway through Conan's words, he couldn't say the rest. He swallowed them all and started to sweat.

Because a pair of generous palms had already been placed on his shoulders.

Judging from the feel and size of his palm, he already knew who the person standing behind him was.