Chapter 750 Your mother is practicing yoga!
"Hello? Mom?"
As soon as the call was connected, Conan's urgent voice came through the receiver, and the sound of sharp sirens was faintly mixed in the background. "Something happened here. Mr. Gucun was killed."
Yukiko took a deep breath and used all her strength to make her voice sound as normal as possible: "Ah... yes, really..."
Before she could finish her words, she couldn't help but scream out: "Ah!"
Then he realized that something was wrong and bit his lips tightly, trying to suppress the uncontrollable sound.
"What's wrong with you? You sound weird."
Conan was keenly aware of something unusual.
The international film queen's pupils contracted violently, and she bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth. Hanyu Kusunoki loosened her twin ponytails with mischievous humor, and instead pinched her slender waist with both hands - the sofa springs squeaked under the heavy weight.
"Nothing, nothing!" Yukiko bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes full of anger, and glared at the person behind her who was doing something bad, "Mom is...doing yoga!"
Familiar situation, familiar excuse.
The only difference is that the target has changed from Kudo Yusaku to Kudo Shinichi.
"Doing yoga late at night?" Conan asked suspiciously.
"Yes, yes..." Yukiko tried hard to control her disordered breathing, and her speech became intermittent, "Recently... um... aren't you going to make a comeback... I have to, I have to stay in shape..."
Her words were interrupted by a sudden groan.
Someone suddenly increased the force with a sense of fun. Yukiko almost screamed and quickly buried her face in the back of the sofa. Her trembling fingers tightly grasped the sofa fabric, and her knuckles turned white from the force, as if only this could slightly relieve the strangeness in her body.
"Mom?"
Conan's voice was full of suspicion, "What's that noise over there?"
"The yoga mat... um... is too slippery..." Yukiko made up a story, feeling her sanity being washed away. "You, you just said... a murder?"
She tried to change the subject while glaring at the "bad brother" with a sly smile behind her, but was treated even more unscrupulously in return.
Although Conan thought his mother's reaction was very strange, he continued, "Yes, Mr. Furumura was killed. Inspector Megure and his men have arrived, but Uncle Mori is not here. I need you to come over and be a tool..."
"I, I understand..." Yukiko said in a faint voice, "I'll be there soon...ha..."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.
"Mom," Conan's voice suddenly became serious, "Are you drinking again and unable to drive over here?"
"No, no!" Yukiko was so angry that she wanted to hit someone if she could still move. "Mom is doing...ah!...yoga seriously!"
Hanyu Kusunoki smiled and leaned over, his thin lips pressed against her red ear and whispered: "~~Sir... lying is not good..."
Yukiko was trembling all over, shaking her head desperately and begging for mercy with her eyes.
Her current posture - her sailor uniform was messy, her twin ponytails were held in Hanyu Kusunoki's hands as reins, and her knees were on the edge of the sofa - was indeed similar to some yoga moves.
"Forget it, come here quickly."
Conan shook his head helplessly and hung up the phone.
As soon as the phone was hung up, Yukiko collapsed completely on the sofa like a puppet with its strings cut, like a puddle of melted butter, completely exhausted.
Hanyu Kusunoki chuckled and kissed away the tears from her eyes: "My dear sister, your acting skills... are indeed well-deserved."
"Asshole..."
Yukiko cursed her naughty little brother in a weak voice. She didn't even have the strength to lift a finger and could only express her dissatisfaction with a weak voice.
Suddenly, there was a muffled "bang" sound from the big bed.
They both turned their heads at the same time, only to see Xiao Ai sitting up expressionlessly, holding a deformed can in her hand - the weapon she had just smashed against the wall.
"Can you two be quiet for a moment!" The brown-haired Loli looked at the two with a cold face, "Please don't lead the kids astray."
After saying that, he turned around and pulled the corner of Bu Mei's quilt, violently wrapping the little girl like a silkworm cocoon, even covering her ears tightly.
Yukiko buried her face in Hanyu Kusunoki's shoulder in shame, but she heard her bad brother chuckle in her ear: "It seems... we have to change to a quieter way of playing..."
"Huh?" Yukiko blinked her big eyes.
Didn’t you say you were going to go over there?
Hanyu Nan raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "That was what you promised, my dear sister. I didn't agree. We are not detectives or police officers. What are we going to do there? Besides, given the situation tonight, we definitely can't watch the preview."
"It seems so..."
Yukiko nodded thoughtfully.
Yes, I am not a detective policeman, so why should I run to the crime scene in the middle of the night? Wouldn’t it be nice to get some beauty sleep in the hotel with my bad brother?
As for what you said about her son being at the scene——
Sorry, she had severed her mother-son relationship with Conan a long time ago.
"Ahem, what's a quieter way to play..."
Yukiko coughed lightly and asked with a hot body.
"You'll know soon." Hanyu Kusunoki raised his hand with a smile.
The moonlight swept across the tie that suddenly appeared in his hand, and before Yukiko could react, she was blindfolded and pushed down on the sofa.
Her toes, wrapped in children's socks, rubbed helplessly across the carpet, as if looking for some support, and were soon pressed on top of her head by Hanyu Kusunoki with his fingers interlocked.
"This time... I will check your flexibility after eating so many snacks."
……
At the Phenomenon Institute, Conan stared at the black screen of his phone in a daze.
"Strange..." He pushed his glasses up, "When did mom start practicing night yoga?"
And the intermittent panting... always reminded him of the time when he was still alive, when he ran into Hanyu Nan giving his mother a "massage" at home. At that time, his mother also looked like she was about to suffocate, and it was called "deep muscle relaxation therapy"...
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.
After thinking for a long time without figuring it out, Conan decided to give up.
There was a tricky murder case waiting for him to solve, so he had no time to care about what kind of weird yoga his mother was doing late at night.
Mainly, his mother really likes to practice yoga.
Same scenario, same excuse.
Both father and son made the same choice.
Tsk, the acting skills of an international film queen are just great~
"Conan?" Mitsuhiko suddenly came over, "When will Aunt Yukiko come over?"
"She..." Conan's mouth twitched, "She is practicing yoga."
Yuan Tai touched his belly and muttered: "My Lord is so strange. Even the murder scene is not as important as yoga..."
At this moment, Inspector Megure happened to pass by the few people. He adjusted his iconic hat on his head, his eyes revealed a hint of deep meaning, and said meaningfully: "Conan, some yoga... is indeed more important than murder."
Conan: "???"
How can yoga be more important than a murder?
You are a policeman! How can you say such a thing?
After complaining about Inspector Megure in his heart, Conan turned his attention to the middle-aged man wearing glasses in the room.