The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1300's mournful words are so cute~
Ai Haibara crossed her arms, looking at the happy Ayumi, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

Ayumi is just a little girl.

She is still very naive, still a child, a real child. Sometimes, she gets kidnapped by criminals. Ultimately, it's just because she is weak and a little timid. You can't expect her to fight back like Xiaolan.

Even Xiaolan sometimes feels helpless when facing criminals.

Especially armed criminals.

Therefore, someone needs to come to the rescue at this time.

After seeing other girls being cared for, she naturally began to feel hopeful or even jealous.

At this point, it's necessary to comfort her and make her feel at ease.

After all, she was just a little girl.

All I can say is that no one understands little girls better than me.

At this moment, Yamamura Misao raised a question: "But if that's the case, then wouldn't the murder weapon have been disposed of immediately?"

He pondered, "Since it's a fragment of obsidian, he would definitely have thrown it away after killing the person..."

"Even flushed down the toilet."

Fujino nodded in agreement: "If it's a normal thought process, that's how it should be."

As he spoke, he glanced down and said, "I wonder if there's a pipe system here that connects to the sewers. If there is, then the murder weapon would have been sent away like this."

"However, if there is no connection, it's quite simple; just open the septic tank in the sewer and you're done."

Yamamura Misao's eyebrow twitched slightly: "Cracking down the sewers? That's too much trouble, isn't it?"

"That's what the police do..." Fujino chuckled. "Go for it, Misaki. I believe in you. It's just that it smells a bit strong, but you're great for doing this kind of thing!"

Shancun Cao was on the verge of tears.

That's great, right? So the smell is so strong it won't overpower you, huh?
That's how it should be according to common sense, except this is the world of Detective Conan...

At that moment, Ai Haibara raised her hand and said, "Maybe he just threw that murderous obsidian back into the fish tank."

As she spoke, she looked at the fish tank next to her: "A little while ago, Uncle Anda put his hand next to the fish tank, and then said that there was blood on his hand and that he was going to wash it."

Yamamura Misao raised one hand and placed the other hand underneath, palm outstretched, and then flexed his fist: "If that's the case, then as long as we do a test, we can find the blood and fingerprints!"

"Yes, this confirms that the murderer is Adachi." Fujino was very pleased with this scene; he didn't have to do anything, and the work was done by others on their own initiative.

That's pretty good.

So, Fujino began to summarize the whole process: "In other words, this morning Adachi called Oba out for some reason. Before that, he used an axe to split the obsidian and obtained the obsidian knife. Then he killed Miss Oba at the entrance and hid the knife, pretending nothing had happened."

"He hid it; I think he hid it in his pocket."

"I'm afraid we can still find traces of blood in his pockets."

Upon hearing this, Yamamura Misao became interested and, with a shout of "Yoshi!", decided to call everyone out and severely torture the Andalai people.

"There's also the matter of testing. It's not acceptable to arrest someone without test results."

"I see!"

Fujino felt utterly helpless with Misaoko and offered a reminder, though he was somewhat skeptical of her claim that she knew.

Cao Zi is a bit too impatient, and his abilities are somewhat lacking, but he is theoretically capable.

…………

The reasoning segment was classic; they called the person out and subjected them to a severe beating.

Once you have presented the evidence and tortured the other party until they have no words to refute you, you can consider the dungeon cleared.

Conan then added fuel to the fire: "Mr. Adachi, you said before that you ran out after hearing Ms. Akane Oba's scream."

"But why were you wearing shoes at the time?"

"Huh, that's really weird."

"Even in such an emergency, you still managed to put your shoes on."

"We usually just come out wearing slippers or shoes!"

Conan delivered the final blow, leaving Adachi speechless. He knelt on the ground and confessed that he had killed someone.

His declaration of defeat was: "That woman tricked my parents into buying stocks, and then the stock market crashed, leaving them with a mountain of debt!"

At this moment, despite his middle-aged appearance, he truly seemed to have transformed into a forlorn middle-aged man.

"The reason I became a male escort was because my parents borrowed a lot of money from the Otaka family's financial company."

"I recently paid off my debts and I'm planning to quit this job and start a new life."

"But she actually did such a thing..."

"She even mocked me to my face, wanting me to be her servant for life!"

As he spoke, a bitter smile appeared on his face: "If it were something I truly enjoyed, being a gigolo would be fine, but I have absolutely no desire to be one."

"To be honest, I still consider myself a stubborn and conservative person. I've always been averse to jobs that involve pleasing women, but I did it because it was profitable and I could pay off my debts."

"In the past, I only did it because I had the hope of paying off my debts."

"Now she has robbed me of my last hope..."

"Then I'll have no choice but to kill her."

After delivering his declaration of settlement, the Andalai was taken away.

Fujino, Ai Haibara, and Conan watched the Andarai being taken away in silence.

The real murderer has been found, and items that cannot be used as physical evidence are being returned to the old woman.

Conan searched the scene and found the red kitchen knife.

The kitchen knife had two characters printed on it: "Shota." He pondered for a moment, then glanced around before slowly walking to Kaori Fuuga's side. Holding the knife, he called out to Mitsuhiko:

"Hey, Mitsuhiko, come here and take a look. Is this the same knife that the old lady you saw sharpening?"

"This is it!"

Mitsuhiko stepped closer and recognized him immediately: "I told you I wasn't lying!"

Conan chuckled, then looked at the writing on the kitchen knife: "But the writing on this is really strange, it even has something like 'Shota' printed on it..."

"?!"

Hearing this, Kaori Fuga trembled as if struck by lightning.

He leaned over for a look and noticed that the person's entire demeanor was off.

At this moment, the old woman came up from behind. Her voice was hoarse, yet incredibly deep, and within that deep depth lay a hint of sorrow.
"Hey, little one, if you know my grandson, please tell him for me that he doesn't need to worry about me or fret about me. He should come back and visit when he has time."

After a pause, the old man continued, "It's okay if you don't come back. Take good care of your health, look forward, be more mature and steady, and don't be too impulsive..."

"Okay, I'll tell him..."

Kaori Fuuya turned his back to her, not daring to look at her. His tone was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil, and tears streamed down his face: "Grandma, can I have this knife?"

Holding the knife, he said softly, "I think he would be very happy to receive this knife and would use it well."

The old man didn't say anything, he just turned around.

The old man's back was somewhat hunched; after all, Tanaka Iwae was already seventy-four years old this year, and was no longer young.

However, after a long night and the tragedy of the early morning, dawn broke today.

The sunlight streamed down, and the hunched back appeared exceptionally tall under the rising sun.

In the early morning, everyone looked out the car window at the scenery, with a light rain falling from the sky, and felt exceptionally peaceful.

It's just that we've seen so many murders that this kind of thing isn't surprising anymore.

When Fujino drove on the road, the car drove along a winding and rugged road, which then became another winding and rugged road in another direction. There were two winding and rugged roads, one of which was a mountain road and the other was also a mountain road, except that one led to the top of the mountain and the other led to the outside world.

In Japan, cars drive on the left and the driver's seat is on the right, which is puzzling. Doesn't this make going uphill safer and going downhill more dangerous?
When Fujino was sitting in the car, he felt relatively safe driving this right-hand drive vehicle uphill close to the mountainside.

However, when going downhill, the driver's seat is on the left. If you accidentally slip, at least the left-hand drive car, which is driving on the right, can slow down by friction with the mountain.

However, driving on the left with the driver's seat on the right is dangerous, as it's impossible to stop the car once it hits the guardrail.

In addition, the road was a bit muddy, and the asphalt road had some mud on it for some reason, probably caused by mudslides from the heavy rain last night. If you are not careful, you could be swept off the cliff and your car could be destroyed or you could die.

Fortunately, Fujino was a skilled driver and had a safe driving mindset, tending towards defensive driving, so there was no fatal accident.

Inside the car, everyone was puzzled.

Mitsuhiko couldn't help but ask, "I feel like there's something strange about that Mr. Kahara Fuga, especially since he even gave away his grandson's kitchen knife."

Conan, with his arms crossed, explained, "That's because Mr. Kahara Fuga is the old lady's grandson, isn't he?"

Ayumi was surprised: "Hey, but Mr. Kaori doesn't look like that old man's grandson at all."

Mitsuhiko nodded in agreement: "Yeah, it's completely different from the photo."

Conan continued to explain, "That's because Mr. Kahara had plastic surgery!"

Fujino wasn't surprised by this: "After all, male hosts make a living by their looks, so most of them have had plastic surgery to some extent. Otherwise, why would any customer come to you for your services?"

The little ones nodded blankly, not quite understanding the meaning of "cowboy," and only thinking he was a waiter.

After all, it was mentioned before that there were male waiters!
At this moment, Yuan Tai said speechlessly, "Why are you making it so complicated? Just say he's the old man's grandson."

Conan glanced at him: "Is this something you can say? The reason Mr. Kaori doesn't acknowledge it is because he's afraid of being recognized by the old man. After all, well, he abandoned his dream of becoming a chef."

Ai Haibara, sitting in the front passenger seat, said in a calm tone, "Actually, from the first moment she saw Kaori, the old lady recognized him as her grandson. Even though a long time has passed, he is still her grandson. She can recognize him even if he has plastic surgery."

"But since her grandson hasn't spoken up, she must be thinking about him."

"In the end, the old man gave the kitchen knife to Mr. Kaori, which was also to subtly point out this point. After all, that knife belonged to Mr. Kaori, who dreamed of becoming a chef at the time."

“So that’s how it is…” Ayumi sighed. “The old man is so pitiful. He has waited so many years for his grandson.”

Mitsuhiko realized at this moment: "Then, sharpening that knife must be because he misses his grandson, the grandson who dreamed of becoming a chef but left and hasn't come back for many years."

As he spoke, his expression became somewhat complicated: "I actually mistook her for the mountain demon granny and believed that she was the one who killed people."

Fujino calmly said, "Ignorance is no excuse. You are still young, so it is normal for you to misunderstand. After all, sharpening knives in the early morning is indeed scary, and it is normal for you to be frightened. However, after carefully understanding the truth behind it, you will realize that she is actually a gentle, nostalgic old lady with plenty of feelings. She is not cold-hearted or scary."

"It's good that you've realized it."

The little ones nodded, but felt a little ashamed.

Fujino glanced at Conan and thought that the kid had grown a bit.

Knowing not to explicitly reveal the meaning, they subtly conveyed it through their actions, allowing the other person to understand the deeper meaning on their own.

That's good; it adds a touch of humanity.

After all, a detective cannot simply pursue the truth and the law. Instead, he should experience the warmth and coldness of human relationships and think about the best solutions. Blindly applying the law and procedural justice will only turn a person into a heartless legal machine, rather than a human being.

However, this has both advantages and disadvantages. If human emotions are not controlled, the final truth and justice will be biased.

At this moment, Mitsuhiko spoke up again, voicing his pent-up frustration: "However, for some reason, I also feel a little sorry for that Mr. Andarai. He's a murderer, and he still killed people..."

"That's normal, he really is pitiful."

Fujino agreed, saying, "I didn't want to be a male host, but I had to because my parents were in debt. Just when I was about to see a chance to quit, I was tricked and ruined. Anyone would be desperate in that situation."

Ai Haibara chimed in, "Sometimes, the best way to destroy someone is not to keep tormenting them, but to let them see hope and then destroy that hope."

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and put on a serious expression, but she couldn't quite manage it.

This little face is so cute. Even when she's serious or trying to stay composed, she still looks adorable.

So cute~
(End of this chapter)