Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

[Are you still worried about your wife not coming home at night? Are you still worried about the smell of perfume on your husband? Today, all your problems are not problems, because I am here! ”]
In the large square in the middle of the central office building complex in Hakodate, a table sign that is out of place with the other promotional booths attracts all passers-by, not for anything else, but because the slogan is too explosive.

Although the whole world knows that the infidelity rate in Japan is ridiculously high, in fact, if you walk on the street and ask a random Japanese person, they will definitely deny it.

"Cheating is common all over the world, so it's nothing to worry about..."

Haha, it’s just like those who knew they were cuckolded, broke down and killed for love, and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, were not Japanese.

"What kind of person is this? How dare he say such a thing in public?"

Several men in suits pointed at the young detective, obviously somewhat irritated.

"Is this guy cursing us?!"

Kudo Shinichi, who was sitting behind the table and browsing on his phone...or should I say, Fujimine Maru, glanced at them with disdain and ignored them. He just slowly wrote down their characteristics in the notebook at hand and analyzed them to pass the time.

"President, I have already sent you today's contract via email. Is there anything you need me to explain..."

"So! It's too obvious!"

Suddenly, a sharp accusation sounded in the square, drawing everyone's attention. Seeing that it was a middle-aged man in his 30s staring at a young man, Fujimine Maru put down the pen in his hand and diverted his attention a little.

"But I really put a lot of effort into it this time and looked up a lot of information. Please tell me what I need to learn more about. Please."

The young man bent down unwillingly, his attitude obviously humbled to the ground, but the scolder just ended with a sentence "You are still far from it" and then walked away towards the office building.

"Are you okay, Tanaka-san?"

A fat, bald office worker ran over from a distance, showing great concern for the man, but Mr. Fujimine noticed that this man had actually been on the opposite side of the road for a long time, but had not come over because of the previous scolding.

"Don't think too much. President Matsushita will never tell you how to modify the plan."

The fat man patted Tanaka on the back and said this with some consolation but more like adding fuel to the fire.

"Why? I showed the proposal to classmates who work in other companies, and they all thought it was very good. Why doesn't President Panasonic agree?"

[Stupid, this circle is so small, the boss probably knows everyone, is this guy a fool? ]

Maru-san shook his head helplessly, lamenting that there were too many naive people.

"Well, no matter what, you still have to be on time for work, otherwise President Matsushita will scold you again."

The fat man waved his hand, then pulled Tanaka towards the office building. Following the air, Mr. Fujimine heard Tanaka's voice of thanks, and learned that the person seemed to be Mitarai Arima.

"The name and the person are too different..."

After silently complaining, Mr. Fujimine turned around and saw the tightly dressed woman almost approaching him. He looked around and confirmed that the booths next to him were all for male disease treatment before he was sure that this was his client.

This is my first order today, and it really goes to my brother for advice!
After arriving at the square, he took a circle of photos and sent them to Yuuji. When his brother suggested to put it in this position, he was confused for a while, and then he understood his strange idea.

[Men who lack confidence in their own abilities will be particularly suspicious. Even though they may ridicule you in front of you, it is possible that you will have the best business today.]
Sure enough!

Mr. Fujimine rubbed his hands together excitedly, but did not introduce the business to the other party immediately. Instead, he waited quietly for the woman to speak herself.

"Are you... taking commissions here?" "Hi, I'm Fujimine Maru, a detective from the Hokkaido branch of the Mori Detective Agency. I'm here to open a new branch in Hokkaido."

Fujimine Maru stretched his head and glanced at the sign with "Detective" written on it that he had placed in front of him. He clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, coughed twice, then knocked it down and replaced it with a "President".

"Mouri Detective Agency?"

The woman looked well-dressed, a typical middle-class family wife. She probably didn't know much about detectives before and didn't know about this famous detective agency in Kanto. So the suspicion she subconsciously revealed startled Mr. Fujimine, who was worried that the other party would change her mind and look for a local detective in Hokkaido.

"It seems that you don't know us very well. An introduction is necessary."

Recalling how his younger brother learned to lie from a certain thief without batting an eyelid, Mr. Fujimine took out a business card from his pocket and picked up the brochure that his younger brother had sent on the table. He opened it and pointed to the title page.

"Our skills training base is in Hawaii..."

"Hawaii?!" The woman who wanted to leave immediately looked back after hearing this. The detectives in Hokkaido are all half-baked, and there are no famous ones. Most of them are just changing careers to make a living.

"Yes, there are special instructors who train us in shooting, bomb disposal, camouflage and various vehicle driving."

Mr. Fujimine turned the page and pointed to a photo introducing Kogoro Mori attending various banquets.

"We have also been named by the police chief as a police cooperative detective agency, and we can get priority assistance from local police when conducting investigations in various places."

"Enough...enough, I'm afraid I can't afford such a good detective. I just want to investigate...my husband..." The woman shook her hands quickly. Judging from the introduction of the detective in front of her, her husband's monthly salary may not be enough to pay the other party's commission fees.

“In fact, we are calculating by the day.”

When talking about professional ability, Mr. Fujimine immediately pulled his tie and said, "During the opening period, half price for one day is 25 yen, and if it is less than one day, it will be charged as one day. You can rest assured that I am confident that I can solve your request within one day, or I already have a clue."

He held his chin and gave a charming smile: "Am I right, Mrs. Tanaka?"

"?!" The woman's eyes widened: "How did you know? I clearly didn't tell you my name..."

"To be able to see the big picture from the small details is a basic skill for a detective. Of course, I mean a real detective, not one who just gets by."

Mr. Fujimine took the woman's hand to her surprise and brought the diamond ring on her hand close to his eyes.

"You are here because your husband works in a nearby office building. If such a beautiful lady appeared in the square for a while, I would not miss her. She must have walked directly in this direction."

Mr. Fujimine withdrew his hand and held his chin. "When you talked about your husband, you didn't turn your eyes to the buildings on both sides. I think it might be because he works in the office building behind me, and since this building has no parking lot, he must have walked through the gate."

The woman swallowed.

"In order to avoid running into him by coincidence, I deliberately followed him out. So there were probably only those few people there. If we guess their ages, it's easy to figure it out. But the reason that makes me most sure is the pair of diamond rings."

"You... who are you..."

Mr. Fujimine, whose eyes still sparkled even though he wasn't wearing glasses, narrowed his eyes.

"My name is Fujimine, and I'm a detective."

(End of this chapter)