Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

Kudo Kazuma simply pushed open the door and went inside.

Then he plopped down in a spot far away from his older brother.

"Please, do you think I have the same low emotional intelligence as you?" He curled his lip speechlessly. "Even if I don't consider you, I should at least consider Xiaolan's feelings, right?"

How could he possibly have been eavesdropping the whole time?

He just wanted to peek and see if his older brother would get beaten up.

In retrospect, Xiaolan was too kind to her unlucky brother; she couldn't bring herself to hurt him when she saw the pain he was in during his transformation.

Kudo Kazuma, who was imagining his older brother getting beaten up and finding amusement in it, suddenly sensed a murderous intent, turned his head and saw...

Hey!

Even though the unlucky guy was trembling with pain, the way this guy looked at him clearly meant he wanted to kick him.

"Alright, alright..." Considering that his older brother was suffering many times more than he was, Kudo Kazuma couldn't bring himself to upset him any further.

"I didn't really eavesdrop on much, I only heard Xiaolan ask her if she wasn't trustworthy... Holy crap!"

The sudden pain made Kudo Kazuma curse out loud.

Shinichi Kudo let out a piercing scream.

Then, right in front of a boy, a girl, a cat, and a rabbit, he shrunk from a seventeen-year-old high school student into a seven or eight-year-old elementary school student...

The pain in Kudo Kazuma's body subsided like a receding tide.

Conan, huddled in his oversized white shirt, gasped for breath for a long time, like a fish out of water.

Seeing Xiaolan's still somewhat incredulous expression, he shrank back a little embarrassedly and called out softly in a hoarse voice, "Lan..."

Ran seemed to wake from a dream, seeing the familiar little face covered in sweat before her. She hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopping herself, before finally speaking with some difficulty: "Shinichi..."

The two looked at each other, but because of their complicated feelings, they didn't know what to say.

Kudo Kazuma waited for a long time, but seeing that the two were still standing there, not knowing whether they were gazing at each other affectionately or awkwardly, he decided to speak first.

"How about we get back to the issue of trust..."

"Swish swish swish swish" Eight pairs of eyes all fell on him.

Meeting the gazes of the man, woman, cat, and rabbit opposite her, Kudo Kazuma said confidently, "What? It's not like Ran is the only one who's been kept in the dark. My parents and I have been kept in the dark for quite a while too..."

He straightened up, looking down at Conan who was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his sweat, and asked, word by word, "In your eyes, am I also so untrustworthy?"

Conan opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, his bratty younger brother cut him off with another sentence: "And what about Mom and Dad? Aren't they trustworthy either?"

He said with some helplessness, "Yizhen, don't make things worse here. This isn't a matter of trust. I don't even know how dangerous that organization is myself, how can I involve you all..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kudo Kazuma pressed a finger against his forehead.

"First of all, given the organization's style, if they trace it back to you, Shinichi Kudo, your parents, Professor Agasa, and your childhood friend Ran will definitely not be spared."

"Secondly, we're family, so there's no question of any connection."

If one had to say, it was his position within the organization that made Gin remember the name Shinichi Kudo.

This has resulted in Conan, who previously relied on his protagonist aura to avoid any trouble, now facing a greater risk of exposure.

Of course, given that Sherry is now dead and unlikely to arouse suspicion, and considering her relationship with Gin, as long as Conan doesn't make a move, nothing will happen to her.

"The organization's style?"

Conan brushed his younger brother's hand away, frowned, and asked, "How did you find out about that organization?"

Kudo Kazuma withdrew his hand, put his hands in his pockets, shrugged, and said, "It was someone my dad knows who told me. He even provided the code names when we played you last time."

"Also, the idea that you might temporarily revert to your original form if you accidentally ingest something was also mentioned by that person."

That's right, that person is Kudo Kazuma.

"My dad has a friend in the FBI..."

If you don't finish your sentence, then the blame will fall on Shuichi Akai!

Conan's expression went blank for a moment.

How much did Mom, Dad, and my bratty little brother actually learn from that FBI agent?

"Damn it, I can understand your parents, but why do you never tell me these things?"

Kudo Kazuma pouted, completely mimicking his older brother's tone and even his voice, and said, "This is my own business, you don't need to interfere, I'll handle it myself!"

He shrugged: "That's exactly what you said."

"Besides, you didn't even ask me..."

Conan was speechless.

His hair, soaked with sweat, hung limply over his forehead, and his still-lingering severe cold made his face appear even paler.

Seeing his older brother like this, Kudo Kazuma felt a rare moment of tenderness.

"Forget it, it's not that you don't trust us—you just trust yourself too much."

"You've had it much smoother than me these past ten years, smoother than most people. The only time you got a real beating from society was probably when Gin hit you with that stick... uh..."

At this point, Kazuma Kudo's expression suddenly froze.

Conan, with his crescent-shaped eyes, continued irritably, "And what about that stick you gave me? You really are my little brother!"

Damn it! The serious atmosphere we just built up is gone just like that!

Kudo Kazuma waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Don't worry about such a trivial matter."

"But I also urge you to think carefully. Could an organization capable of developing such a poison be just a simple gang?"

"You don't really think you can take on their entire organization by yourself, do you?"

Conan moved his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed.

Ran, who had been listening for a while, finally spoke up and asked, "Since it's such a dangerous organization, I'm afraid calling the police won't do any good, right? So what can we do to ensure Shinichi's safety?"

She paused, then asked, "How can we find a way to turn him back to his original state?"

"The drug my brother was forced to take was poison, after all. There's probably an antidote needed to turn him back. As for safety..."

“At least, help my brother conceal his identity and don’t let him be easily exposed,” Kudo Kazuma said solemnly. “Ran, Ms. Mori, I believe you can keep my brother’s identity a secret, but…”

He narrowed his eyes: "I don't trust my brother, so I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on him."

Conan, who was standing nearby, almost jumped up: "Hey! What do you mean?"

Kazuma Kudo shrugged: "It means exactly what it says."

Conan pulled his oversized shirt tighter around himself and raised his foot to kick his brat.

Kudo Kazuma took two steps back, sneered, and said, "What? You don't believe she can control you? Fine..."

In Conan's view, at that moment, his little brother's smile was incredibly evil and incredibly cruel.

“Miss Ran,” Kudo Kazuma’s smile suddenly became exceptionally bright, “Although I meant no offense, I still want to ask…”

"When my brother was staying at your house, he probably didn't do anything that a seven-year-old could do but a seventeen-year-old couldn't do, right?"

"For example, sleeping in the same bed, or taking a bath together..."

In an instant, Ran's face flushed red, and Conan's face turned deathly pale—

"Shin-ichi!!!"

As Ran's sharp scream rang out, Kudo Kazuma, carrying a cat in one hand and a rabbit in the other, dashed out of his bedroom like the wind...