Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Wow, what a tragic death."

Looking at the body lying next to the electric pole, Yuji held Conan's shoulders and found a white high-end golf bag not far away.

Officer Nishimura took the specific information of the deceased from his subordinates and forwarded it to the young detectives in front of him. Even Conan did not forget it. He waited until everyone had finished reading it before introducing it.

"The deceased, Kugaki Sumichito, was a 43-year-old lawyer."

Hattori Heiji, who had put on gloves, was the first to reach out and tear open the victim's pierced suit and windbreaker. With the help of Kuroba Kaito, the Osaka detective exposed the entire wound, and a sound of muscle tearing immediately sounded from the wound.

"This wound, no matter how you look at it, you can tell it was caused by a Japanese sword."

Hattori Heiji touched the wound and gasped, "What a powerful swordsmanship! The wound has not healed after such a long time, and it has even adhered a little because of the blood."

According to Hattori Heiji's inference, those who can achieve this level are at least masters of Japanese swordsmanship, and these high school students may not be able to last more than thirty rounds against them.

"Growing up, the only masters of the same level that I've seen are my father and the kendo coach hired by Kaikata Academy."

After hearing what Hattori Heiji said, Nishimura couldn't help but feel troubled. The National Kendo Tournament had already begun, and if nothing unexpected happened, there would be no less than twenty masters like those in Hakodate. He couldn't suspend the tournament to look for the murderer.

"If I swing the sword at high speed, can I achieve this effect?" Yuji, who didn't learn swordsmanship, asked, but Conan shook his head in rebuttal.

"Swordsmanship is not only about the speed of the sword, but also the angle and strength. Speed ​​alone is useless."

"In fact, this guy is also the legal advisor of the Axe River Group."

Hattori Heiji hesitated for a while, then turned his back to the others and said, "Yesterday at the Fujiang Group, I heard Fujiang Takuzo making a phone call privately. He was very angry, apparently because he had lost contact with this lawyer."

"The deceased arrived at Narita Airport yesterday by plane from Dubai, then took a domestic flight to Hakodate, and then took a taxi across the city to this pier."

So it must not be a coincidence. The deceased definitely came to the airport to meet someone, and instead of meeting his boss as soon as he got off the plane, he came to meet someone else. There are many suspicious points here.

“What’s more important than a boss?”

"Girlfriend." Conan smiled.

"Girlfriend-to-be?" Kuroba Kaito grinned.

"Hmm... a childhood sweetheart who hasn't confessed her feelings to her yet?" Kudo Yuuji spread his hands and noticed that Officer Nishimura was looking at the three of them as if they were mentally ill. He coughed twice and confirmed with Hattori Heiji's cold snort, "It's probably related to that golf bag."

The golf bag lying not far from the body was empty, and the contents had obviously been taken away, probably by the murderer.

"We got a piece of paper from the dead body. It said something like Tokyo Church."

Several people took photos with their mobile phones and gathered together to think about the key to the case.

"To be honest, if that person wasn't staring at us, maybe we would be less stressed."

Kuroba Kaito looked at the gaze that had been vague since just now, and several people nodded. The Kudo brothers remembered that this person was the subordinate of Officer Nishimura whom they had seen in the police station.

"I remember his name was Kawazoe, right?" Yuji pinched his chin.

"Ah, although he is very motivated, he has always been a careless and nervous guy."

As soon as Officer Nishimura finished speaking, everyone saw the car in which Kawazoe was sitting, driving the car, falling into the sea at an alarming speed, and there was also a wailing sound.

"I...I put it in the wrong gear!"

"That idiot." Inspector Nishimura held his forehead in distress.

The case had to come to an end due to the stalemate, but several people noticed that Officer Nishimura seemed to be hiding something, but he just didn't tell them the reason, which made everyone feel helpless and they had to say goodbye to the police.

"You have more important things to do right now than the case."

Kuroba Kaito patted Hattori Heiji's left shoulder, and when the guy turned his head, he jumped off the dock and disappeared into the sea. "That thief."

The Osaka boy glanced at Kazuha who was with Xiaolan, hesitated for a moment, and secretly rode away on his bike in another direction.

"They left for the case? Kudo and Heiji? Those two idiots! What the hell!?"

We had originally planned to visit Hakodate together, but that was definitely not possible now. Toyama and Ye, who had always been ignored, hugged Xiaolan's arm in dissatisfaction, and said, "Let's go shopping and ignore these stinky boys."

The girls left in the police car, leaving only the Kudo brothers.

"So Mr. Kudo was caught in the crossfire even though he was standing there." Yuji sighed, checked the time, and confirmed that it was almost noon before he stopped two taxis.

"Go to the station to pick up the uncle."

After the boy stuffed Conan into the taxi, he ignored the elementary school student's questions and drove out of the pier in another car.

"Five-pointed Star Hotel."

Yuji sat in the back seat of the taxi, tapping his fingers on the door while looking out of the car. The taxi driver was a man in his seventies, who lamented the mundane life while introducing the story of Hakodate to the boy.

"We're almost at the intersection."

The old man sighed.

If it were just that, Yuuji would definitely be able to reach the hotel within twenty minutes without any accidents. However, when a truck ran through the red light and knocked over the taxi, causing it to slide more than thirty meters, the boy who struggled to climb out of the car realized what had happened.

"Hey."

He ran to the driver's side and knocked on the deformed door. Yuji looked at the old man who had stopped breathing, turned around and saw the truck driver shifting gears and rushing towards him again.

[Can’t avoid it! ]

The performance of this truck is really too fast. If the boy wants to escape from its range, he will probably have to break the speed of sound.

With a "puff" sound, when the truck was still ten meters away from the intersection, Yuji looked at the small missile that hit the body of the truck and caused an explosion, directly blowing the truck over. While covering the momentary bright light with his hand, Yuji remembered the old man's advice.

"There have been quite a few people messing around in Hakodate lately."

People on both sides of the road took out their mobile phones to record videos. The dizzy boy staggered and looked at a group of bodyguards in suits holding guns who appeared out of nowhere and protected him.

"That old man."

Yuji raised his hand to reject the man who wanted to take him to the taxi, and pointed in the direction of the taxi: "He..."

"He's also on the other side."

Dequan, who was the last bodyguard to walk to the front, looked at the person who went to check the truck, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to bandage the boy's scratched right hand, and let the boy lean on him.

"He sent you down this road on purpose."

"What's the reason?"

Yuji clenched his fists with a sinister expression: "You attacked me out of the blue, like a mad dog."

"We have sent people to protect Miss Maori and the others."

Tokuizumi took out a Glock from the back and slapped it on Yuji's hand: "Conan was knocked unconscious as soon as he got on the bike, and was just rescued by our people. Hattori Heiji was saved by Iori Muga, but the fuel tank of the motorcycle was pierced by a sniper bullet."

"Is it related to the case of Kugaki Sumichito?"

(End of this chapter)