Conan Family's Encounter at the Police Station

Guchuan arrived at his second home in Japan.

The enthusiastic middle-aged police officer poured Guchuan some hot water and removed his handcuffs.

Yumi Miyamoto watched Guchuan enjoying special treatment, grinding her teeth in resentment.

"Officer Miyamoto, don't look at me like that. You know, I've had a mental illness since I was little." Guchuan crossed one leg over the other, completely unconcerned that he was in a Police Station.

As long as I could prove the car was driven away while I was having an episode, I would be innocent!

And how could I prove it?

Plenty of people were willing to testify for me.

"Officer, I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

Guchuan turned and saw a plump woman arguing with a police officer.

"Would a law-abiding citizen run a red light? Would a law-abiding citizen drive without a license?" The officer was having none of it.

"I have a driver's license. I just forgot to bring it," Fumiyo Edogawa explained.

Cold sweat trickled down Fumiyo Edogawa's face, and she almost wanted to strip off her clothes.

"Then have your family bring it over," the officer said.

Fumiyo Edogawa had no choice but to take out her phone and call her husband.

Honestly, she had only wanted to prank her son. How had she ended up getting herself thrown into the Police Station?

Having been away from Japan for so long, it felt like the Japanese police had changed a lot. Traffic police had never inspected cars this strictly before.

"Officer, this auntie is a criminal!" Guchuan stepped in to meddle.

"Who are you calling auntie?" Fumiyo Edogawa snapped angrily at Guchuan.

"Enough. You're a criminal yourself, and you still have the nerve to talk about other people."

Yumi Miyamoto pulled Guchuan back into his chair, refusing to let him go crazy in the Police Station. She had already realized that no one at the station dared to control this young master.

"Seriously, I just found this gun on her." Guchuan placed the gun on the table.

"What!?" Fumiyo Edogawa went pale.

When had he taken it? They clearly hadn't even made physical contact.

The officers in the Police Station all rose to their feet, watching her warily as they firmly restrained Fumiyo Edogawa.

Only Yumi Miyamoto's train of thought took an unusual turn.

"Unbelievable! You were still thinking about frisking people at the Police Station!"

After reprimanding Guchuan, Yumi Miyamoto checked her bag. Thankfully, this guy had not stolen anything from it.

"Officer Miyamoto, how can you not tell what's important?" Guchuan looked at Yumi Miyamoto speechlessly.

"Instead of dealing with an armed criminal, you're bothering a law-abiding citizen like me who merely has a few minor issues. No wonder you're still just a little Police Inspector."

"That's still much better than an unemployed bum like you," Yumi Miyamoto said coldly.

"Nonsense. I'm not unemployed. I'm a collector. If Officer Miyamoto has the time, you can visit my Collection Hall."

Yumi Miyamoto nodded.

There had to be plenty of illegally obtained goods in Guchuan's Collection Hall. Those would all be evidence of his crimes!

As long as she got hold of that evidence, even if someone was protecting him from behind the scenes, he would not escape punishment.

"That isn't a real gun. It's a toy I bought for my son!"

Restrained by a group of men and fitted with a pair of delicate handcuffs, Fumiyo Edogawa cried out that she had been wronged.

"Just inspect the gun and you'll know. It really is a toy gun."

"Yumi, go inspect it."

"Yes!" Yumi Miyamoto saluted, then picked up the handgun from the table and examined it.

"This really is just an ordinary toy gun."

Yumi Miyamoto inspected it and found that it really was a toy gun. Although it looked realistic, it did not even qualify as a replica gun.

"Is that so? I'm terribly sorry. We wrongly accused this auntie." Guchuan apologized on behalf of the officers.

"I'll say it again, I'm not an auntie!" Fumiyo Edogawa said furiously.

Guchuan curled his lip, and the mocking look in his eyes made Fumiyo Edogawa even more uncomfortable.

"You, this is a Police Station, not your home. Can't you behave yourself for a while?" Yumi Miyamoto looked at Guchuan unhappily.

"Okay, okay."

"And tell whoever's coming to pick you up to get here faster."

"Got it, got it. I already called to hurry them along."

The heavy snow was still falling. Wrapped in a towel, Conan left behind a trail of footprints.

Since he had no money for a taxi, Conan could only walk to the Police Station.

Damn it, why had Guchuan gone to the Police Station again? Was he worried about me, so he sped?

Guchuan really was a good brother.

Conan was quietly touched. He had never expected that, after suffering at the hands of that evil organization, he would meet such a good friend. Heaven had not treated him too badly after all.

"What!? Yukiko was taken to the Police Station?"

At Professor Agasa's house, Professor Agasa stared at Yusaku Kudo in disbelief.

"Yeah. Because she ran a red light and didn't have a driver's license, Yukiko was taken to the Police Station." Yusaku Kudo rubbed his brow, feeling a headache coming on.

They had only wanted to prank their son, so their preparations had not been all that thorough. Fumiyo Edogawa's identity had never gotten a fake driver's license, and Yusaku Kudo had not expected Yukiko to run a red light and be spotted by the police.

Now, they could only be thankful that the police had not seen her abducting a child.

"I'll go bring Yukiko back first. Put Conan's matter aside for now. If Conan comes here, Professor, keep him steady for the time being." Yusaku Kudo said as he put on his coat.

"Alright, don't worry." Professor Agasa nodded.

"Oh, right!"

Before Yusaku Kudo left, Professor Agasa suddenly called out to him.

"What is it?"

"You..."

"Alright." Yusaku Kudo said goodbye to Professor Agasa and headed to the Metropolitan Police Department to rescue his wife.

"I'm exhausted."

Conan arrived in front of the Police Station, panting heavily. Running all the way there on his short little legs had utterly worn him out.

"Vroom!"

A black car stopped at the entrance to the Police Station. A tall, slender man dressed in black stepped out, and he visibly froze when he saw Conan.

Shinichi came to report something? That wasn't like my son at all.

After glancing at Conan a few times, Yusaku Kudo walked into the Police Station.

Even if his son had come to make a report, there was no need to worry. He could easily handle it, and it would teach him an even more profound lesson.

Conan gave the man in black a strange look.

This person is so strange. He seems to know me.

Conan thought about it, only to realize that he did not know this man. He did not connect him to the organization either; after all, no member of a criminal syndicate would openly enter and leave a Police Station.

Upon entering the Police Station, Conan saw Guchuan chatting pleasantly with a policewoman. The man he had met at the entrance was speaking with an officer, pulling an ID from his pocket.

He also saw a quiet middle-aged woman standing off to the side, and that woman was...

"Conan, you finally came!"

Guchuan stepped forward and blocked Conan's shout just as it was about to burst out.