You tell me this is science?

The night was quiet and silent on the streets of Mihua.

Under the dim street lights, only a faint light illuminated the streets, as if the whole world had fallen asleep.

A chubby middle-aged man was walking on the road with a child wrapped in bandages.

The child's eyes revealed a trace of fatigue and helplessness.

"Conan, what happened? Why are you in a hurry to go back!" Dr. Agasa asked curiously, his eyes fell on Conan, paying attention to his unhealed injuries.

Conan covered his painful wound, sighed softly, and replied: "My mother ran back by herself."

After hearing this, Dr. Agasa showed a surprised expression on his face. He has known Conan's mother Yukiko for a long time and was quite surprised by her behavior.

"Your mother? You mean Yukiko?" Dr. Agasa's voice was a little shocked.

Conan nodded, revealing a little helplessness in his tone: "Well, my mother suddenly decided to come back, and I don't know the specific reason."

Dr. Agasa frowned, thought for a moment and asked: "What about Yusaku? Didn't he come back with us?"

Conan shook his head and explained: "Dad was busy, so he couldn't come back with us."

Dr. Agasa seemed to understand something. With his many years of experience, he immediately guessed the general situation of the matter. "Did Yukiko quarrel with Yusaku?" He asked bluntly.

"No? My dad didn't tell me!"

Conan frowned and muttered to himself: Dad only told him that his mother came back alone!

"Haha, let's go. I haven't seen Yukiko for a long time." Dr. Agasa shook his head gently and didn't say anything more.

After all, this is someone else's family affair, and he really doesn't need to get involved too much.

Kudo's house.

Dr. Agasa and Conan just walked to the door and saw the lights on the second floor of the villa suddenly lit up.

"It seems that my mother really went home directly."

Conan muttered to himself.

Neither of them spoke again. Conan silently took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and walked straight in.

"If it's not in the living room, it should be upstairs."

Conan looked around the empty living room and then cast his eyes upwards.

At the same time, Yukiko, who was humming a little song happily on the second floor and swinging her white and tender legs, was concentrating on checking which motorcycle shops there were in the country.

She has made up her mind to buy two motorcycles as her daily means of transportation.

Hum~ She is Yukiko Fujimine, the motorcycle queen!

"What's the noise?"

Just after deciding the place to buy, Yukiko's small and delicate ears moved slightly.

She felt that something seemed to be wrong.

So, she climbed down from the bed quietly, looked around vigilantly, and then took a baseball bat from the cabinet beside her.

She heard a suspicious sound coming from downstairs, wondering if a bad guy broke in.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer coming upstairs, Yukiko, who was hiding in the corner waiting for an opportunity, was so nervous that she tightly grasped the baseball bat in her hand, and her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

"Ah!"

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Conan widened his eyes, looking at the baseball bat that was only one centimeter away from his forehead, and his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat.

How unlucky is he today?

Didn't he die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of his own people?

"Oh, it turned out to be Shinichi and Dr. Agasa."

Yukiko blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking at the two people who were too scared to move, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Oh, what a misunderstanding! She just thought there was a thief in the house!

"Why did you come to my house!" Yukiko asked with some confusion.

"This is also my house!" Conan almost yelled, listen, is this still human language?

"Hi, Yukiko, it's been a long time since we last met!" Dr. Agasa waved to Yukiko with a smile on his face, and greeted her enthusiastically.

"Yes, it's been a long time, Dr. Agasa." Yukiko was also very happy to see this old friend who she hadn't seen for a long time.

However, in sharp contrast to them was Conan on the side, who had a gloomy face at the moment and didn't seem very happy.

Conan's eyes were fixed on the baseball bat in Yukiko's hand, and his words were

With a hint of dissatisfaction in his anger, he asked, "Mom, can you explain what you want to do with this baseball bat?"

Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Conan was still frightened.

He was just a little bit away from meeting his grandmother.

Hearing her son's question, Yukiko's face flashed a subtle embarrassment, but she quickly regained her composure, waved the baseball bat as if nothing had happened, and said casually, "Oh, you ask this, there are mosquitoes at home, I was just hitting mosquitoes." Then, she pretended to wave it in the air a few more times.

She would not admit that she had just treated her son as a bad guy.

"Hehe... Do you think I will believe it?" Conan rolled his eyes, showing a classic dead fish eye expression.

"Huh? Do you know what you are talking about?" Yukiko was suddenly annoyed and glared at Conan fiercely.

Hard, hard, fist hard.

It seems that she needs to sacrifice her own family for the greater good today.

"Haha, Yukiko, you're back just in time. Shinichi is seriously injured today. You can help take care of him."

Dr. Agasa hurried out to smooth things over.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that Conan would be hanging here today without knowing why.

"Hey, what happened to you, Shinichi? Why are you so seriously injured?" Yukiko noticed the layers of bandages wrapped around Conan belatedly, and immediately squatted down with some worry.

"..." Conan simply didn't want to talk anymore.

He thought his mother couldn't see it. He was already wrapped like this, but she only saw it now. Is there such a mother?

"By the way, Shinichi, you are so cute now, like a living mummy." Yukiko held her chin with her hand, as if she had discovered something new, and curiously tapped here and there on the bandage on Conan's wound.

"Hiss..." Conan couldn't help but take a breath.

He must have been picked up, he must have been!

A biological child would never do such a thing.

"Don't move, Shinichi. Let me take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments!"

"I don't want it!"

"You are so rebellious. I am your mother. Stand still!"

...

Under the night, a little black man ignored the strict security around him and quietly sneaked into a warehouse.

With the night light, you can see a few big words above the warehouse.

[Oriental Gunpowder Depot]