I'm writing a fictional immortality script in Detective Conan.

Pouting and sulking, Conan lay on his side on the bed, his dead fish eyes wide open:

"Hey Mom and Dad, why did you suddenly go back to Japan? Are you avoiding deadlines again?"

Upon hearing the words "urging me to finish writing," even the man known as the king of mystery novels couldn't help but shudder and turn pale.

This shows that being pressured to meet deadlines is indeed a terrifying experience!

Kudo Yu used the tea his son poured to moisten his throat before slowly saying, "After learning the details from Professor Agasa, we rushed back to Japan immediately."

"That's right! Shinichi hasn't contacted his mother even once since he shrunk!" Yukiko Kudo clutched her heart, tears welling in her eyes. "So, children really do drift apart as they grow up..."

"This kind of exaggerated acting has never worked on me since elementary school."

Having grown accustomed to his mother's occasional quirks, Conan simply smiled and went along with it. Those present were either old neighbors or convincing actors; there was no way he'd be fooled...

Turning his head, he met Kuromon Haruya's reproachful and complex gaze.

"Brother Heimen, don't look at me like I'm some kind of playboy! Why are you suddenly empathizing with my mom?"

Yoya Kuromon wholeheartedly agreed with Yukiko's words: "Shinichi, even when you grow up, you should still come home to visit often."

"I've always lived in my own home!"

Watching their son, who was trying to appear mature, get so easily angered by his friend, the Kudo couple exchanged a glance and covered their mouths to laugh.

"Looks like you're doing well even after shrinking." Kudo Yusaku lifted Conan up and revealed his true purpose, "Actually, the reason we came back to Japan this time is to take you away from dangerous Japan and let the whole family live abroad."

Conan was taken aback: "Huh?"

"This level of danger is beyond the scope of detective games."

Kudo Yusaku, with his hands behind his back, was about to gaze at the night view outside the window when he came face to face with the large hole left by the fight:

“I have a friend who works for the UN police. If I ask them to investigate the organization, I can get that drug very quickly.”

The father's meaning couldn't be clearer. Conan turned his head, and his mother still had a tolerant smile on her face. Even Professor Agasa wasn't surprised. It was obviously premeditated!

These parents, wanting to relax and go on a trip abroad, carelessly left him to live alone. Now they've suddenly reappeared, telling him that everything was arranged in advance...

"No! I can handle my own problems." Conan loudly refused, finally finding an outlet for the pent-up frustrations he had accumulated over the years.

The strong reaction was unexpected. Kudo Yusaku raised an eyebrow and patiently explained in a gentle tone: "That organization is more troublesome than any force you have ever encountered, and may even be beyond my capabilities. It is a large-scale criminal syndicate with international connections."

Accepting his junior's affirmation of the organization, Kuromon Haruya squatted down and patted Conan's head: "You're worried about Uncle Mori's situation, right? I'll protect them."

"It's not just these..." Conan felt even more troubled when he saw Kuromon Haruya turn against him at the last minute.

"Don't worry about Xiaolan. I will take good care of her and be her guardian knight at all times."

Conan: We don't need that kind of thing at all!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

With his arms crossed in a wide V-shape, Conan barely managed to shut them down with a shout: "I will absolutely not do that!"

"This incident started because of me, and it should be my responsibility to end it. I don't want to stay safely in the rear while others bear the risks!"

Kuromon and I are inseparable, trusted friends. How could I abandon myself and run away? Uncle Mori, Ran, and many others have all taken good care of me, and I should be responsible to them as well.

Although cases occasionally occur, I truly, truly love living in Beika Town.

“Shinichi…” Yukiko Kudo carefully traced Conan’s determined expression, filled with emotion.

Seeing Shinichi's youthful appearance, she, as his mother, couldn't help but treat him like a toddler.

But now it seems that even though his body has shrunk, the spirited little kid from a few years ago has now grown into a capable young man.

Filled with immense sense of accomplishment and emotion, she grabbed Conan, hugged him tightly, and excitedly stroked and rubbed him: "As expected of my and Yusaku's son, he's so handsome! Mom is so touched!"

Faced with his determination, Kudo Yusaku could not refuse.

“Alright, we respect your wishes this time.” Then he changed the subject, “However, we will also take action on the necessary investigations, just in case.”

Seeing that the Kudo family had reached an agreement, Kuromon Haruya, who had been listening in, stepped forward and took out a stack of lottery tickets from his pocket: "It's rare for the two of you to return to your country and reunite with your family. I have some extra travel vouchers left here. Please accept them if you don't mind."

As he spoke, he pointed to the messy guest room: "Consider this an apology for disturbing your vacation."

Conan tugged at his trouser leg to examine the information on the lottery tickets in Kuromon Haruya's hand. One, two, three... there were as many as eight tickets!

"A luxury five-day tour of Izu? Kuromon-kun, where did you get so many vouchers?"

"Didn't the Seven Sons Group hold a lucky draw before? You could participate by purchasing Chris Vineyard merchandise."

Just from that triumphant tone, they could feel the pride in Kuromon Haruya's voice: "I was awarded a commemorative prize for collecting all of their merchandise; I got a full ten!"

Although the travel vouchers were obtained through an insider scheme, Kuromon Haruya was not lying about collecting everything.

Since it's all the organization's money anyway, buying more things is just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other. Besides, Vermouth herself has never expressed any objection to it!

"Wow, that's amazing!" Yukiko Kudo exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the lottery tickets. "I remember the whole set of Chris merchandise was worth quite a lot."

"Yes!"

Rarely encountering someone knowledgeable about the market, Kuromon Haruya opened his phone's photo album and began to introduce the information as if reciting a familiar list:

"Teacher Fujimine, look, this is a commemorative videotape of the TV series you and Ms. Sharon filmed together, this is Ms. Chris's vinyl record collection, this is Sharon..."

With one person praising and the other flattering, Conan watched helplessly as Kuromon unexpectedly and quickly became close to his mother, leaving the father and son to suffer in the cold.

As for Professor Agasa? He was quite content just being immersed in this lively atmosphere.

Conan muttered to himself, "I didn't expect Kuromon to be so enthusiastic about chasing after celebrities."

He thought that Black Gate only liked birds and had no interest in humans.

Although she didn't hear what happened next, she sensed that Conan's tone was suspicious. In the midst of their conversation, Kuromon Haruya "accidentally" slid into another photo album right in front of Kudo Yukiko.

In the center of the frame, four little ones dressed in Boy Scout uniforms stand on the street, waving cardboard signs promoting eco-friendly travel. Passersby, from a stern-looking middle-aged man to a blond, dark-skinned delivery driver, all radiate hope for the future.

"So cute! What's this photo about?!"

A warm and fulfilling maternal love welled up in Yukiko Kudo's heart, and her eyes shone brightly, as if she had been hit by a stun grenade.

Seemingly unaware of her unusual behavior, Kuromon Haruya calmly introduced, "This is the Junior Detective Club that Shinichi has just formed. They are doing volunteer work at the school."

"What are you looking at?"

Turning his cervical vertebrae one by one, Conan stiffly turned around, incredulous: "Kuromon-kun, Mom, what are you looking at?!"

Taking advantage of his agility as a child, Conan quickly leaped onto Kuromon Haruya's back, his speed comparable to that of a native rainforest monkey: "Why do you have these photos, Kuromon-kun?"

He vaguely remembered that Black Gate shouldn't have been present at these times.

Faced with his comrades' questioning, Kuromon Haruya remained unfazed: "I just happened to be passing by and took a picture."

"It's absolutely a lie! Tell the truth!" Without even thinking, Conan immediately denied it.

If it weren't for the battle just now, which gave him a clear understanding of Kuromon Haruya's acting skills, he might have been fooled.

Now, seeing this innocent face, he subconsciously reflects on whether the "accidental" harm that Brother Heimen caused was intentional... Hmm, he can't think about it too much.

Haruya Kuromon covered Conan's scratching hands, protecting his hair while explaining:

"Okay, actually this is the content of a joint commission..."

Conan, enraged, demanded, "Whose request was this?"

Kuromon Haruya was silent for a few seconds, then announced a series of names:

"The Detective Boys, Sonoko, Ran, Uncle Mori, Professor Agasa..."

Conan felt he desperately needed a tranquilizer dart to tell him it was all a nightmare.

However, experience counts, and Kudo Yusaku didn't miss the chance to play with his son. As soon as he came to watch, he immediately noticed the key point: "Huh? This is..."

He pointed to his index finger and zoomed in on the biggest highlight in the photo: Shinichi Kudo with his head covered by a high school girl's uniform skirt.

The photo was taken none other than the afternoon after school the day before the incident at Dorob Park! Of course, the part involving Gin had already been extracted beforehand.

Even through his clothes, Haruya Kuromon could feel Conan trembling with anger.

"I really took this photo by chance, and I only discovered it a few days ago when I was organizing my things!"

"Shinichi, you're peeking under Ran's skirt."

Even as a seasoned actress with countless roles, Yukiko Kudo wasn't sure what expression to make at that moment, and could only awkwardly add, "And a girl passing by saw her too."

"Enough, stop talking—"

On this day, Conan's desperate wails burst through the glass, resonating with the eerie winds echoing over Beika Town, creating a somber and dark requiem.

The Heisei era Sherlock Holmes, though he avoided being silenced by the Black Organization, unknowingly faced social death.