-I can't believe they're both childhood friends, and they look so much alike, yet the gap between them is this huge...
-It looks like the trick of impersonating Kudo isn't going to work.
-I'll have to think of another way.
Watching the girl in front of him mutter as she ran off, Kuroba Kaito instantly abandoned his plan to impersonate Kudo Shinichi in his heart.
Judging by that posture...
He would be wiped out the second he poked his head out in disguise.
Impersonating Kudo Shinichi without needing any makeup was an advantage.
But the premise was having a life to live...
Even though he looked a lot like Kudo Shinichi, and even their childhood friends were quite similar.
Yet, the biggest difference was that his childhood friend was obviously much gentler, soft and weak, unable to even beat to death a mouse, while the young girl right before his eyes was practically like a fierce woman, hitting with terrifyingly heavy blows...
Come to think of it, that punk Kudo Shinichi didn't have it easy either.
Fortunately, old man Nakamori next door didn't make Aoko learn martial arts.
Otherwise, he felt that his already not-so-smooth days would add frost to snow.
Kuroba Kaito sighed with heartfelt emotion like this, while simultaneously offering a brief moment of silent mourning for Kudo Shinichi.
Although the incident with the Red Siamese Cat didn't affect Fujino, it stirred up a huge storm across Tokyo.
Major TV stations rushed to report on the matter, and for a time, the entire Tokyo was filled with a sense of panic.
Information control also lost its effect at this moment, after all, the Red Siamese Cat had already released public news.
Trying to muzzle people further really wasn't necessary anymore.
Fujino sat on the mountain to watch