Conan, I'll Rescue You Later

"Hello, my name is Fumiyo Edogawa. I am Conan's genuine mother."

A stout woman handed Ran a business card.

Conan got into her car, which sped through snow-covered streets.

"Auntie, who exactly are you?" Conan asked from the passenger seat.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm your mother," Fumiyo Edogawa said.

"Nonsense, my mother is..."

"Yukiko Kudo."

The plump woman cut Conan off.

"Your mother is that dazzling actress who could captivate the whole world, who came to Japan after winning a major award at the young age of nineteen. But she fell in love with the young novelist Yusaku Kudo and married him at twenty. Then she retired at the height of her career and gave birth to an only son. That only son was you—Shinichi Kudo!"

Conan was utterly shocked. His hidden hand had already sent Guchuan an email.

I hope Guchuan isn't having one of his episodes right now, spouting crap about how his sister won't let him play with me.

"Don't move around. As long as you behave, I'll take you somewhere nice. It'll be much more fun there."

Fumiyo Edogawa pulled out a gun and pressed it against Conan's head.

Gritting his teeth, Conan slammed on the brakes and ran a red light, costing Fumiyo Edogawa six points on her license. While she was thrown into a panic, Conan kicked open the car door and ran out.

"In this damn weather, even someone as healthy as me is bound to catch a cold." Wrapped in a padded coat, Guchuan sat in a chair drinking porridge while continuously cursing Conan's World weather.

He had been wearing short sleeves yesterday, yet today he had to put on a padded coat.

Little Ai sipped her porridge delicately, her movements elegant.

"How's my enrollment going?" Little Ai asked.

"I'm working on it, I'm working on it."

"Mm." Little Ai did not press him. After all, she did not truly want to attend classes with a bunch of elementary school kids. She had only asked to go to school so she would seem like a normal child.

As for why Guchuan had been unable to handle the enrollment paperwork for so long, that was entirely because there was something wrong with her guardian.

Little Ai lowered her head and looked at the black clothes she was wearing.

She had no idea why Guchuan had suddenly developed such a fondness for black clothing. Not only were all the clothes he had recently bought for himself black, but even the clothes he bought for her were black.

Beep beep~

The phone made a sound, and Little Ai leaned over like a cat spotting a mouse.

"Who sent you an email?"

"A friend." Guchuan picked up his phone and turned away from Little Ai to read the email.

"A friend? Young Master Guchuan has friends?" Little Ai said sarcastically.

"Your brother has a wide network. I get along great with both the underworld and the authorities," Guchuan boasted shamelessly.

Conan: Guchuan, someone from that organization came to Uncle Mori's house looking for me.

Guchuan frowned.

Gin, that incompetent leader, was face-blind. In his mind, Shinichi Kudo had died long ago, and he would never know that the high school detective had turned into an elementary school student.

So the person looking for Conan had to be his own mother.

"Little Ai, I'm heading out to have some fun."

Little Ai's alarm bells immediately went off.

He was definitely going to find Conan!

"What are you going out to play?" Little Ai stood in front of Guchuan.

"Of course I'm going to play with Co... play in the snow." Guchuan nearly let it slip.

"No."

"Be good. I'll buy you candy when I get back."

Ignoring Little Ai's attempts to stop him, Guchuan rushed out of the house.

Afraid the roads would be slippery in today's snow, Guchuan deliberately went to Professor Agasa's house to borrow a car. Professor Agasa did not seem to be home, so Guchuan could only write an IOU in the snow.

I'm doing this for Conan too. The Professor would definitely lend it to me. He just isn't home, that's all.

Thinking himself perfectly justified, Guchuan drove away.

Professor Agasa, who was making coffee in the room, watched with his own eyes as his Beetle was driven away by a masked person.

"Yusaku! My car drove off by itself! Hurry up and help me chase it!"

Agasa rushed out of the room shouting, cursing in the direction the Beetle had gone.

"Professor, the car is already gone. Let's deal with Shinichi's matter first," said a tall middle-aged man.

"Call the police first. Have them find my car."

"That's all we can do."

"Come to think of it, why hasn't Yukiko returned yet? There hasn't even been any news from her."

In the car, Guchuan turned on some music and drove toward Kogoro Mouri's house.

Conan was probably hiding somewhere and shivering in fear right now!

Then he thought of how, as someone who knew Conan's true identity, Professor Agasa had not included him in this prank. That left him rather unhappy.

He had a whole pile of ideas, after all.

"Even in such heavy snow, the traffic police are still faithfully manning their posts. How touching," Guchuan said hypocritically as he looked at the female traffic officer standing at the intersection.

The moment Guchuan finished speaking, he saw the traffic officer heading straight toward him.

And her face became more and more familiar.

"Yumi Miyamoto!?"

"Guchuan Ning!?"

Both of them were extremely surprised to encounter each other.

Guchuan Ning: What a coincidence.

Yumi Miyamoto: What a small world.

"Whose car is this now?" Yumi Miyamoto asked after looking the car over.

"I borrowed it from a neighbor. We know each other, so it was easy to borrow."

"Heh heh."

Guchuan said nothing further.

He could not drag Professor Agasa into this. That was loyalty.

"We really are fated, Officer Yumi. I feel like this meeting was destined. Once I get out of the Police Station this time, how about you treat me to a cup of coffee?" Guchuan said shamelessly.

"Even if you try to act familiar, I won't let you off," Yumi Miyamoto said expressionlessly.

He received no special treatment despite being an old friend, and handcuffs were placed on Guchuan's wrists.

"Let's go."

Yumi Miyamoto called someone to take the Beetle away, then escorted Guchuan Ning to the Police Station.

Meanwhile, Conan was shivering beside a trash can, clutching a phone in his hand.

He had called Professor Agasa many times already, but he could not get through!

Damn it!

Conan punched the trash can. Professor Agasa might have already been kidnapped by someone from the organization.

The only person he could rely on now was Guchuan, but he had no idea when Guchuan would arrive.

Beep beep~

Hearing his phone ring, Conan hurriedly looked at it. It was an email from Guchuan.

Guchuan: Conan, the traffic police took me away. I'll rescue you later.

Conan's face was full of question marks.

Taken away by the traffic police?

He could not understand it. Just as he was about to send an email asking what had happened, another email from Guchuan arrived.

Guchuan: I might need to find someone to bail me out this time. Can you come to the Police Station?

You want me to go to the Police Station to bail you out?

Conan felt like he could barely breathe. Guchuan, this was way too ridiculous!

Seeking suggestions for the protagonist's Winery codename. Thanks~