Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

Nighttime, at Agasa's house.

Professor Agasa stood at the door like a waiting stone for her husband.

Originally, Yusaku Kudo had instructed him that if he didn't contact him within an hour, he should call the number he had left and explain the situation to them.

Professor Agasa knew the seriousness of the matter, so he was worried for a long time. Only when Yusaku Kudo told him that it was just Shinichi's revenge did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Conan was lying face down on the sofa, his red buttocks exposed, covered with countless overlapping handprints, the burning pain making him unable to move.

That's scary...

Kurokawasaki Tsuki cast a pitying look at him.

Conan also glared at him with resentment.

Because Kurokawasaki Tsuki was watching the whole thing from the sidelines, and occasionally added fuel to the fire.

The emotions he felt that morning were all taken back by Conan at that moment.

The Kudo couple also came out of the room at this time; it's unknown what they talked about inside.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Kurokawasaki Tsuki, right?"

Yukiko smiled as she approached Kurokawasaki Tsuki.

"Yes, Auntie."

Yukiko's smile froze.

"Why call me 'Auntie'? You should call me 'Sister' instead. But looking at your face, it's really hard to get angry."

"I'm sorry, Yukiko-neechan."

"I'll call you Sakizuki then. Thank you for showing up when Shinichi needed you."

"You're welcome. I've watched Shinichi grow up, and I've always considered him my younger brother."

Yukiko covered her mouth and laughed: "Then you might as well call me Mom too."

"...?"

"Yukiko, don't scare her." Yusaku Kudo smiled. "But I also want to thank you for your help to Shinichi."

"You're too kind, Mr. Yusaku."

"Just call me uncle."

"..."

This family is all talking about their own lives, right? Does anyone care whether I live or die?

"By the way, Shinichi, are you coming with us? How about living abroad with Mom and Dad?"

Yusaku Kudo paused for a moment, then continued, "I have a friend who works at the United Nations Police Department. If we ask them for help with the investigation, I believe we can get the antidote soon and restore your body. So, let's end this dangerous detective game here."

Kurokawasaki Tsuki stroked his chin, wondering if Kudo Yusaku would actually speed through the investigation by using his connections.

After hearing his father's words, Conan wanted to jump up and refuse, but the pain in his buttocks made him obediently lie back down.

"This is my own business, and I want to solve it myself. I don't want your interference!"

Ran's image also appeared in Conan's mind at this moment.

"Besides, I'm perfectly fine here and have no desire to go abroad with you."

Yukiko wanted to try to persuade him, but Yusaku Kudo wasn't surprised by his words.

"Alright, let's go along with his wishes for now. But if there's any danger, I'll take you away immediately."

Yusaku Kudo paused, then teased, "Besides, I think there must be other reasons why Shinichi doesn't want to leave here."

Conan's face turned red when his father saw through his little scheme.

Chapter 41 The Phone Call

Conan ultimately refused his father's help with righteous indignation.

A passionate young man.

The Kudo couple didn't linger. Their purpose in coming here was to check on Shinichi's condition, and it seemed to be going well for the time being, so they decided to continue letting him roam freely.

Before leaving, the Kudo couple asked Kurokawasaki Tsuki to take good care of Shinichi.

He naturally agreed politely. After all, Conan might kill anyone but himself, so it was more appropriate for him to take care of the people around him.

It's rare that I didn't get tormented by Conan until late at night. That's great! It seems I've developed some resistance to death.

After getting home and playing with the dog, it's time to wash up and go to bed.

For several days in a row, Kurokawasaki Tsuki stayed at home. Once you get hooked on lying down, it's really hard to quit. He always felt like he couldn't muster the energy to do anything.

While Kurokawasaki was wallowing in despair at home, the FBI on the other side of the ocean was extremely busy.

"James, are you sure there's only one codenamed member who infiltrated this organization?"

When asked, James pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes, that's the intelligence my agents gathered."

"What actions has the organization taken this time?"

"I'm not sure, but there weren't many people, so it shouldn't be anything big."

Shuichi Akai exhaled a puff of smoke: "Whatever their purpose is, since they're here, they might as well stay."

James nodded: "I've already assigned people to keep an eye on things, and we can act at any time."

Shuichi Akai casually tossed away his cigarette butt, a hint of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

.........

A dark alleyway on a street somewhere.

A bearded man in black looked around to make sure no one was around before carrying his briefcase into the alley.

After passing through the alley, the bearded man in black arrived at a warehouse.

A man in black was also standing in front of the warehouse. Upon seeing the approaching person, he spoke first.

"Tequila, you're twenty minutes late."

Tequila nonchalantly pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Those FBI agents are so annoying, they've almost used up all my bullets on the way here."

"Making such a commotion, are you afraid they won't know you're here?"

Tequila picked at his ear and said with a hint of disdain, "Are you afraid, Ireland?"

"Tch, I just find those people too troublesome to deal with. If the organization hadn't arranged for me to come and meet you, I wouldn't have bothered with your mess."

"Don't worry, I've already shaken off those annoying guys."

"It better be this way."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several gunshots shattered the silence of the night.

One of the organization's peripheral members quickly ran to Ireland and said, "Sir, we've discovered several FBI agents."

Ireland looked at the tequila with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Is this what you mean by 'getting rid of'?"

Tequila retorted, "Who knows if these spies were originally after you?"

Ireland, too lazy to argue with him, turned to the outer member and ordered, "Find and kill all those spies in the shadows, then retreat."

Without a word, the peripheral members went to carry out the order.

Ireland, meanwhile, began its retreat with tequila.

However, they were ambushed by Shuichi Akai during their retreat.

"Damn it! Tequila, you idiot."

Without hesitation, Ireland sold the agave; saving his own life was the priority.

Tequila was left to fight against Shuichi Akai and the FBI agents who arrived later.

Tequila didn't expect Ireland to sell out their teammates so readily.

"Fuck!" he cursed as he dodged the bullets that were being fired at him.

However, it seemed as if Tequila had suddenly received a stroke of luck; not a single one of those bullets hit him.

Shuichi Akai even suspected that there might be an undercover agent in the FBI.

He immediately pulled out his sniper rifle and shot Tequila.

However, Tequila had another stroke of luck. She slipped and stumbled, dodging Shuichi Akai's fatal shot, but was still hit in the shoulder.

Meanwhile, Ireland, having evaded the FBI's encirclement, pressed the remote control in his hand without hesitation.

The bomb buried in the warehouse where they had previously hidden was detonated.

The towering flames engulfed the peripheral members and FBI agents who were still engaged in fierce combat, and also caused chaos in the surrounding area.

The agave also took the opportunity to disappear into the sewers.

Shuichi Akai gave chase, but Akai still managed to escape.

After searching all night, the FBI returned empty-handed and lost many agents.

Shuichi Akai was furious with his teammates.

The agave plant was almost dead by then.

Hiding in a cold, damp cave, although he had given his shoulder wound some emergency treatment, his condition was not optimistic.

Just as he was about to faint, a woman suddenly appeared.

"Found you."

Agave felt as if it had been stabbed hard.

"So it was you who caused the commotion last night. I thought that Gin had come all this way without even telling me."

Having been pricked with an injection, Agave forced its eyes open and focused. The blurry figures in front of it gradually overlapped and finally coalesced.

"Belmod!"

.........

Back at the FBI base, Shuichi Akai is reviewing the previous night's operations.

But no matter how I think about it, I can't understand why the agave managed to escape.

Shuichi Akai, with a dark expression, walked up to one of the agents.

Have you found their whereabouts?

"Not yet, but we have intensified our search efforts and believe we will have results soon."

Shuichi Akai had no choice but to investigate it himself.

Just then, Jodie found Shuichi Akai with a letter.

"Shuichi, do you still have any friends in Japan? There's actually a letter for you sent to headquarters. This person is really strange..."

"letter?"

Shuichi Akai immediately thought of Akemi Miyano, but he quickly dismissed the idea. How could Akemi Miyano possibly send a letter under the organization's nose?

He took the letter from Judy; it was indeed from Japan.

strangeness.

Shuichi Akai thought for a moment and then took the letter back to the lounge. After closing the door, he slowly opened the envelope and began to read it.

The first thing I looked at was the last signature.

"Kurokawasaki Tsuki?"

Then he began to examine the contents of the letter.

"..."

The letter contained a short story, which might be suitable for elementary school students—it's a bit childish, but well-written…