Chapter 1067 Hitchhiking(1/2)
Kudo Zhai and Conan are not idle either.
He first put away the clothes washed and dried last night, and cleaned up the water stains on the bathroom floor and in the washing machine.
Qin Zhibo had previously told them to pretend that they had never been here and not leave any traces.
After putting away his clothes and returning to the study, Conan looked around the birdcage-shaped room and then at the photo of "Yusaku Kudo" and "Yukiko" on the table.
In Conan's own home, there is also a photo of the Kudo couple, but the background and clothing of the photo are different.
The original photo showed the Kudo couple wearing fashionable clothes, taking a group photo at a city port, with the sea as their back.
In this photo, the Kudo couple are wearing work jackets and taking a group photo in front of a ruined wall that resembles an ancient ruin.
I was shocked by a series of things last night, but I didn't notice this difference.
This inevitably aroused Conan's curiosity.
What kind of people are the "Conan", "Yusaku Kudo" and "Yukiko Kudo" in this world?
How is it different from the original world?
Thinking of this, Conan turned on the computer and entered the name Kudo Yusaku into the search bar.
After waiting for two seconds, countless search results popped up.
It doesn't matter if Conan doesn't look at it, he will find the problem as soon as he looks at it.
Yusaku Kudo is a world-famous science fiction writer and archaeologist. His representative works include "The Whispering in the Dark Night", "The Witch's Banquet", "Tokyo City Ghost Story", "The Color of the Starry Sky", "The Haze of Noboru Moeju",
"Footsteps Underground" etc.
what is this?
Looking at these messy work names, Conan was a little dumbfounded.
Also, my dad is obviously a mystery writer, so why did he become a science fiction writer in this world?
In a hurry, Conan searched on the Internet to create another important figure in "himself", Kudo Yukiko.
Fortunately, Yukiko's resume is relatively normal. Fujimine Yukiko, an actress, was at the peak of her career. She retired at the age of 20 and married Kudo Yusaku...
In other words, only "Dad" is different from the one in the original world.
And what the hell is an archaeologist? When did dad do archaeological research?
Just when Conan was confused, a voice came from the entrance, it was Qin Zhibo who was back.
Conan ran over quickly.
…
Seeing Conan take the initiative to greet him, Qin Zhibo joked with a smile.
"What? Are you so hungry?"
Conan did not deny that hunger was one of the reasons. Since last night, the water and rice have not been broken, who is not hungry?
But the most important thing is that he needs to let Qin Zhibo, who is "proficient" in the concept of time travel, go over and take a look.
"It's Kudo Yusaku, there seems to be something wrong with him..."
"Wrong? What's wrong?"
"He..." For a moment, Conan didn't know how to explain the difference, "You'll understand when you come over and take a look."
Qin Zhibo put on his slippers and came to the study room with the breakfast he just bought.
Conan jumped on the chair and pointed at the page on the computer screen.
"Look, this is the identity of 'Kudo Yusaku' in this world!"
Qin Zhibo browsed the above introduction and understood what Conan meant.
"Isn't it just that the names of the books I wrote are different? This is normal. After all, we are two people in two worlds..."
Although they seem to have the same identity, there are definitely some differences in details and they are not exactly the same.
Just like the "Conan" in this world can drive his skateboard dozens of meters into the sky, but Conan can't.
Seeing that Qin Zhibo was unmoved, Conan raised his hand and pointed to his identity and shouted: "The 'Yusaku Kudo' of this world is not a mystery novelist!"
"Um..." Qin Zhibo felt helpless, "Is this important?"
Conan frowned and said with an extremely serious expression: "Of course this is important! If Kudo Yusaku is not a mystery novelist, where did the reasoning ability of 'Conan' in this world come from?"
"How did he become a detective?!"
There is no doubt that Conan is very concerned about Japan's traditional hereditary system. Although Kudo Yusaku's identity as a mystery writer is not hereditary, his reasoning ability will be inherited.
Just like a mouse's son can dig holes, Yusaku's son can reason.
But the Kudo Yusaku of this world is not even a mystery novelist, so how can he reason?
It is impossible for "Conan" to consider becoming a famous detective as his lifelong ambition.
Qin Zhibo thought for a moment and understood what Conan was surprised about, so he patiently explained.
"Doesn't this just mean that even without the influence of Kudo Yusaku, you are destined to become a detective?"
"This is the true choice in your heart."
"And who says science fiction writers don't have the ability to reason? Strictly speaking, reasoning is a kind of logical thinking. As long as the logical thinking ability is strong enough, everyone can reason."
"Whether you are writing science fiction novels or being an archaeologist, you need rigorous logical thinking skills, so on this point, 'Kudo Yusaku' and 'Conan' still have something in common..."
After listening to Qin Zhibo's words, Conan's eyes looked thoughtful.
After all, I have never met the "Kudo Yusaku" of this world, so why do I think that others can't reason?
As Qin Zhibo said, this is not an important thing.
It's just that I have always regarded Kudo Yusaku as the benchmark for reasoning in my mind, and I have always wanted to surpass him.
But the benchmark in this world suddenly disappeared, and I felt a little panicked.
"What you said makes sense..."
Conan took another look at the webpage before letting go of his grudge.
Gulu...
At this time, Conan's stomach made an unsatisfactory sound again, making him blush a little.
"Then let's eat."
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Both Qin Zhibo and Conan were hungry for a long time, and the food they brought from the convenience store was quickly cleared away like a whirlwind.
After eating, Conan touched his round belly and asked Qin Zhibo what he planned to do next.
"I thought about it. We don't have legal status right now and don't have much money left. We can only find the woman named 'Fujiko Mine' last night and ask her to take us to the Kingdom of Vespania."
Conan asked, "Will that cunning woman listen to you?"
Qin Zhibo smiled slightly and explained: "Think about it, now that she is carrying the real Princess Mira, she will definitely be wanted by the Japanese police and Vespania."
"In order to avoid being discovered, she must choose to cooperate with us."
"Otherwise, we can call the police to arrest her at any time. Even if we can't catch her, it can slow down her departure from Japan. This is definitely something she doesn't want to see."
Conan thought so, that's true, but the problem is...
"How are you going to find that woman? It's been 10 hours since last night."
Qin Zhibo is naturally confident about this.
"Don't forget, my ability to find pets is top-notch..."
"Oh." Conan nodded subconsciously, then reacted in an instant, "What does finding a pet have to do with finding a person?"
But when he looked up, he saw that Qin Zhibo had already picked up the leftover garbage bag and was wearing a brown windbreaker over a black suit, a very warm outfit.
"Without further ado, let's get ready to go."
"This is your home. I'll leave the restoration of the study to you. I'll go out and wait for you first..."
Qin Zhibo took the garbage bag and left, allowing Conan to restore the study to its original appearance with peace of mind.
Conan quickly shut down the computer and restored the furniture to its original position.
But when he was about to leave, he glanced at the bookshelf next to a pillar.
According to the habits of Kudo Yusaku in the original world, the bookshelf is filled with Kudo Yusaku's own works.
Looking at that corner, Conan felt itchy.
After thinking for a few seconds, Conan decided to walk to the bookshelf.
Which one should I read?
His eyes slid over the titles on the spine of the book, until a name made his eyes stop suddenly.
"Whispering in the Dark"...sounds very similar to my father's famous work "Duke of the Night"...
To be continued...