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Lying on the ground, Yusaku Kudo gasped for breath with all his might. The intense pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Just as Fujiwara Toru momentarily shifted his attention away from Yusaku Kudo's body, Yusaku Kudo suddenly pulled out something resembling a grenade from his pocket.
He gritted his teeth, just about to press the switch on that grenade-like object—
"Bang—"
A gunshot with a silencer. A 9mm bullet pierced directly through his palm.
Yusaku Kudo let out a pained grunt, his other hand subconsciously clutching the wound in his palm. And that 'grenade' rolled from his hand to Fujiwara Toru's feet.
"Woo woo!"
Seeing her father get shot, Conan's eyes widened, tears streaming down uncontrollably. Muffled 'woo woo' sounds came from his gagged mouth.
Fujiwara Toru bent down and picked up that 'grenade'.
"This should be a special tear gas grenade. It seems you weren't unprepared either."
This thing, at first glance, was clearly a handcrafted item. It wasn't mass-produced.
If Fujiwara Toru's guess was correct, this tear gas grenade should have been made by Professor Agasa.
Using tear gas in such a cramped room, even if both sides were hit, Yusaku Kudo and the others hadn't prepared gas masks. This should have been his last 'take-them-down-with-me' tactic.
At this moment, Fujiwara Toru tossed over a hemostatic patch. This was standard equipment for American police officers.
Yusaku Kudo was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Fujiwara Toru would kindly give him a hemostatic patch, but he still quickly tore it open with his teeth and applied it to his wound.
Seeing his practiced movements, it was estimated that he had undergone first-aid training in America.
After stopping the bleeding from the wound, Yusaku Kudo hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when he saw a terrifying shadow cover him. In the next instant, he felt a pain in his neck, and his vision went black.
After knocking out Yusaku Kudo as if swatting a fly, Fujiwara Toru casually walked back to Conan's side.
Under the other's furious gaze, which looked as if his eyes were about to split, a light chop landed. Conan couldn't withstand the force either and similarly fainted.
Having done all this, Fujiwara Toru pointed his gun at the only one still standing, Yukiko Kudo.
At this moment, Yukiko Kudo's face was pale.
Her beautiful face, not much different from that of a twenty-eight-year-old young woman, was filled with fear and pain.
But she didn't scream like an ordinary woman, nor did she break down crying. Instead, she bravely prevented herself from shedding tears.
She wiped the corners of her eyes, looked at Yusaku Kudo and Conan, and said in a low voice, "You didn't kill us, just left me here. Is there something you want to ask of me?"
Fujiwara Toru pulled over a chair and sat down. He seemed to know that Yukiko Kudo had no ability to resist him.
He peeled an orange with his gloved hands, put a piece in his mouth, chewed lightly, and said with a smile, "Miss Yukiko is truly intelligent. No wonder she was such a dazzling movie star when she was only twenty."
Yukiko Kudo didn't reply to Fujiwara Toru's ambiguous words. She gritted her teeth and said, "What do you need me to do? Just tell me directly."
"As long as I do as you ask, will you let our family go?"
Fujiwara Toru thought for a moment. "Perhaps."
He paused, then smiled and said, "...Miss Yukiko, let me ask you a question. How much do you think the drug that shrank Shinichi Kudo is worth?"
"It's priceless."
"You're right. Even descriptions like 'worth cities' or 'worth a thousand pieces of gold' are insufficient to describe its value. It is a true priceless treasure."
"Such a thing, who wouldn't be tempted?"
Fujiwara Toru's words made Yukiko Kudo's heart skip a beat. "You want to betray your organization?"
"No, no, no, how could I betray the organization? It's just that the efficacy of this drug is known to very few people within the organization. I can totally make it so that even fewer people know about it."
Fujiwara Toru said with an exaggerated smile.
Yukiko Kudo's expression changed. She guessed Fujiwara Toru's plan. He was preparing to kill the people in their organization who knew this secret, and then monopolize it?
As expected of someone from a transnational criminal organization, it was perfectly normal to have such thoughts.
This also gave Yukiko Kudo a glimmer of hope.
If fewer people knew that Shinichi had shrunk, then their family might have a chance to escape all this!
"Shinichi Kudo is a very important specimen. I don't want to kill him. Although I can keep him locked up in some research institute for a lifetime, I am a very impatient person."
"Your family are all talented individuals. If you work for me, I can spare your lives. As long as you don't betray me, you can live on stably."
Fujiwara Toru's words sparked a strange idea in Yukiko Kudo. "You want us to join your organization?"
Fujiwara Toru shook his head. "Shinichi Kudo won't do. He's just a child. Children don't understand compromise and are easily filled with prejudice or hope towards society, leading them to develop an unnecessary sense of justice."
"Even if his life is threatened, he probably wouldn't join our organization."
Yukiko Kudo fell silent for a moment. She had to admit that this member of the Black Organization was quite perceptive and sharp.
"But you are different, especially Miss Yukiko. You are adults, you have navigated society. You understand how to assess situations, and you also understand what helplessness means."
"So you can join our organization, become a foreign operative, and work for us."
Fujiwara Toru continued to eat his orange, as if he wasn't in a hurry for Yukiko Kudo's answer.
After swallowing the orange in his mouth, he smiled again and said, "Although Yusaku Kudo has stopped the bleeding, his life is still in danger. I suggest Miss Yukiko make a decision quickly."
Yukiko Kudo looked at the unconscious Yusaku Kudo with her mature, beautiful eyes, then at Shinichi Kudo, who was tied to the operating table. She pursed her lips lightly. "What do you need me to do?"
"It seems Miss Yukiko has agreed."
Fujiwara Toru placed the remaining orange peel aside. He smiled. "...Do you know Fujiwara Toru?"
Yukiko Kudo nodded lightly. "Even in America, I know of this recently famous young man in Hollywood."
"Good that you know. Then I won't waste any more words. My request is simple: you need to get close to Fujiwara Toru and obtain enough intelligence from him."
"This is your first mission, and it's also a mission you must complete. If you can't even complete this mission, I can't guarantee what will happen to your family."
"You don't need to think about escaping. The organization's power is beyond your imagination. No matter where your family runs, you can't escape the organization's pursuit."
"You also don't need to think about seeking help from the authorities. You are the clearest on this. If Shinichi Kudo is discovered by the authorities, his fate will only be worse. This is also why you came alone to rescue him, isn't it?"
Fujiwara Toru's cold words didn't move Yukiko Kudo. This elegant and mature woman simply retorted, "Why do you want me to get close to Fujiwara Toru?"
"Fujiwara Toru is, on the surface, the adopted son of CIA Director Crosby. In reality, he is an American CIA agent, and his position is not low."
"According to the organization, you should be very fond of his past movies. You should understand that feeling of a fan finally meeting their idol."
"Especially since your identity is special, Fujiwara Toru would never imagine you are one of the organization's people. Having you approach him will most easily lower his guard."
"You are also an award-winning actress. With your acting skills, you can surely deceive him. As for how you obtain the intelligence you want from him, I don't care, but I can give you a suggestion."
"Do you know how female KGB agents in the Soviet Union extracted intelligence from him? You can do the same. This is the simplest method. Although you haven't received professional training, an actress's abilities are more than enough."
Fujiwara Toru's words left Yukiko Kudo ashamed and shocked.
She naturally understood the meaning behind these words; wasn't it just asking her to use her body to seduce him!
The thought that she would have to seduce someone, a young man not much older than her son, especially since she was a married woman, made Yukiko Kudo resist in her heart.
Although so many years had passed, the initial love between her and Yusaku Kudo had long faded. Their current relationship was more like that of family.
But for her to choose to have an affair, and an initiated affair at that, Yukiko Kudo was ashamed and wanted to refuse.
But when she saw the cold gaze of the man in black before her, Yukiko Kudo felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her. A chill pierced her heart, and her whole being calmed down.
She seemed to have no choice.
As a Hollywood person, for some reason, Yukiko Kudo thought of some manga she had read, about the depraved plots involving married women.
She never thought that one day, something like this would actually happen to her?
And she wasn't being manipulated by others; she had to take the initiative to become depraved!
"Miss Yukiko, I don't have time to waste here. What is your answer? Agree or refuse?"
Fujiwara Toru said this as he picked up his gun and pointed it at her.
With the gun pointed at her, Yukiko Kudo became even calmer.
She was, after all, not a young girl; she would be more detached about such matters.
Wasn't it just losing her chastity, losing her loyalty?
But if doing this could save Shinichi's life, she was willing to do it.
If she disagreed, this person would probably kill her and Yusaku, and then throw Shinichi into some research institute for a lifetime.
This was not an outcome Yukiko Kudo was willing to see.
"It seems you've made the right decision, Miss Yukiko. I will contact you later. Don't think about escaping."
"Oh, right, this mission has a time limit. Don't even think about dragging it out."
Fujiwara Toru adjusted the black fedora on his head, cutting off all of Yukiko Kudo's thoughts and ideas, and thus left the 'operating room'.