The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1328 No, even the Sandman's performance is being snatched away?

Ai Haibara fell silent for a moment, unsure of how to understand the meaning of Fujino's words.

Is someone going to die?

Has Fujino's intuition become that accurate?
Or is it because every time I go out I encounter a murder or something...?

Ai's mind was racing, but she wasn't even thinking about Fujino; she was just pondering to herself:

It must be because of every time I go out with that guy Edogawa.

That guy caused deaths wherever he went, which is why Fujino had that feeling.

Edogawa, you've really done a lot of harm!
Conan, who wasn't there: "...?"

Why are you trying to pin all the blame on me?
Why don't you all take a look at yourselves and see what's wrong with yourselves?
Why do people die every time we go out, even when I'm not with them?
Look for the problem within yourself, OK?

…………

Fujino had already thoroughly investigated the Didi murder case.

Of course, we came prepared.

Before entering the TV station, he had already released Xiao Hei, intending to carry out the Didi murder order.

To avoid having to wait longer or exceeding the time limit.

After all, the Death Detective League has come to the TV station...

That definitely means that this guy is very likely to be killed by someone else.

I can't let my order be stolen!
This time, Fujino does not intend to appear as the Beika Batman.

The fact that Batman always seems to be at the same scene as him is really suspicious.

Let Xiao Hei go instead.

Show this group of Mikado people the correct way to kill, and teach them a good lesson!
Actually, stabbing someone is a very simple thing.

All you need to prepare is: a pair of gloves, a baseball cap, sunglasses, a set of everyday black clothes, a black mask, shoes that are a size or two too big, a handkerchief, and a fruit knife; plus information on the target's location, that's all.

The intelligence from Hiroki Sawada has arrived; the target for the knife is in a meeting room at the TV station.

After receiving the intelligence, Xiao Hei waited outside the TV station, making himself look a little more human with his makeup on.

After all, if someone went up there dressed all in black, they'd probably be mistaken for a monster and pinned to the ground on the spot.

After dressing himself up as a handsome man, Xiao Hei changed his shoes and clothes, stabbed the handkerchief with a knife and kicked it into his inner pocket, and finally put on a hat, a black mask and sunglasses.

He looks just like a famous celebrity when he goes out.

This is the key point: your attire should blend in with the surrounding environment, but not too much.

Television stations are places where celebrities often come and go, and celebrities...

This kind of outfit is quite ordinary.

However, it also attracted considerable attention.

It can leave a deep impression on people.

Just as planned, when Xiao Hei walked into the TV station, he immediately attracted countless eyes.

After just one glance, those people stopped paying attention.

Xiao Hei successfully infiltrated the TV station.

The location of the meeting room had been determined in advance and was quickly found by Xiao Hei.

Upon arriving at the door of the reception room, Xiao Hei gently knocked: "Hello, is Mr. Urushihara Noriji inside?"

The purpose of this step is to confirm that the other party is indeed inside.

After all, intelligence can always be wrong sometimes.

If the wrong person is killed, that would be a real problem.

Soon, a voice responded from inside: "I'm here. Who is it? What's up?"

Xiao Hei narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this and smiled, "I work for the TV station. I have some things I'd like to discuss with you. Are there any other people in the room?"

"From the TV station?"

A puzzled voice came from inside the room, followed by, "Come in, the door isn't locked."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hei silently took out gloves from his pocket and put them on, then prepared the fruit knife in his arms.

After thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

He then took out a fountain pen from his personal storage space.

Pushing open the door, a thin, middle-aged man with gray hair, wearing a gray suit, glasses, and slightly pointed ears appeared before me.

Norinji Urushihara sat on the sofa in the reception room, crossed her legs, and looked up at the mysterious person in front of her, asking, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"It's nothing, I just have some questions I'd like to ask you."

Xiao Hei smiled, silently closed the door, and then, to the other person's astonishment, rushed forward and stabbed the other person in the neck with a pen.

When Nori Urushihara finally realized what was happening, she tried to speak, but found that she seemed unable to utter a word.

The Death Note pen's muscle-injection effect is outstanding.

Seeing that the other person couldn't speak, Xiao Hei nodded in satisfaction, grabbed the other person's throat with one hand to suppress their vocal cords, and then pressed a button on the pen with the other hand.

The pen fired a needle that struck the neck.

Xiao Hei spoke directly, lowering his voice to ask, "After you posted on your company's homepage three years ago that you needed living sacrifices, did a little girl send a letter to your agency, and then never send another one? Are you aware of this?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Norinji Urushihara struggled with her expression, but under the influence of the Death Note pen, she calmly stated, "Three years ago, a girl who frequently wrote to Satan Onizuka did send me a letter. At the time, Satan Onizuka was hospitalized, so I read it for him."

Xiao Hei's face darkened: "What does it say on it?"

"I am very willing to give my blood. Farewell."

"Did you post the message on the homepage about offering sacrifices?"

"Yes."

"That's right."

Xiao Hei nodded, then asked, "What was your mindset when you saw this letter? Did you want to check on the other party's situation?"

"Why would I think about that?" Noriyuki Urushihara clicked her tongue upon hearing this. "It would be better if she committed suicide, that way we'd generate even more buzz?"

"But I really didn't expect that she would actually commit suicide later."

"The hype surrounding Satan's comeback that time was truly extraordinary, and it made me a fortune."

"If only there were a few more idiots like that..."

"Well, you really are a jerk," Xiao Hei sighed. "Even though that girl was incredibly foolish to commit suicide over something a celebrity said, especially since it wasn't even the celebrity who said it..."

"But it seems that something like you is the real one who was born."

"So, you'd better not live."

Xiao Hei nodded, continued to choke her with one hand, and took out the fruit knife that had been prepared beforehand and pierced through the handkerchief with the other hand, then gripped it and stabbed her.

puff!

The red dye stains the white handkerchief.

Xiao Hei pressed one hand against the other's throat to prevent him from making a sound, and with the other hand he twisted the knife around a couple of times, whispering:

"Don't worry, dizziness is normal, it will go away soon."

…………

A person whose heart has been punctured can only live for five or six minutes at most.

Even someone as strong as Mikado would only last about ten minutes.

However, considering that most Mikado characters have high HP, no special defense, and can be killed in one hit.

Two or three minutes is actually enough.

Xiao Hei watched quietly, and after confirming that there was no possibility of saving him, he released his grip on his neck, then pulled out the knife and took the handkerchief that was already soaked in blood.

After thinking for a moment, he put the knife and handkerchief into his personal storage space, then turned and left the scene with a flourish. The purpose of the handkerchief was to prevent blood from splattering.

So when Xiao Hei left the scene, there wasn't a drop of blood on him.

Moreover, since the clothes are black, even if there is blood, it will not be noticed.

And so, Xiao Hei trotted away from the TV station.

As Conan happened to pass by, he noticed a guy dressed in all black behind him. Conan's nose twitched slightly, as if he had smelled some blood.

Instantly, he felt his whole body tense up.

All in black, and wearing sunglasses...

Could this guy be a member of the Black Organization?!

Conan frowned and fell into deep thought. Then, he took out a tracker and threw it at the target.

No sooner had Xiao Hei left than Satan Onizuka arrived at the scene.

He was wearing a raincoat, had removed his demon costume, and pulled a dagger from his pocket.

Just as he was about to take action, he pushed open the door and discovered...

The person I was supposed to kill is already dead?

No way, how come there are people trying to steal credit for something as simple as murder?
Satan Onizuka looked bewildered, somewhat unable to comprehend what kind of world this was, where the person he wanted to kill had been killed by someone else...

Who can I reason with about this?
But! I haven't even killed anyone yet, and the person is already dead. Doesn't that put all the suspicion on me?

Thinking this through, he paused for a moment, then stepped forward to check the other person's breathing.

After confirming that the other person was dead, he had no choice but to leave the crime scene.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He had already planned the murder, but now...

Oh well, it's a good thing, I guess.

Helpless, he could only return to his lounge, eat the takeout he had ordered for the murder plan, put on makeup, and head back to the crime scene.

Then, pretend nothing happened and call the police directly.

That's what Satan Onizuka thought.

Since I didn't kill anyone, then my sister is the suspect. If my sister is the suspect, what am I afraid of?

Calling the police directly might even give you a chance to be the first person to discover the problem without being suspected!
As for the raincoat and knife that were prepared...

I don't need it. Isn't it normal for a normal person to carry this thing for self-defense?

Yes, that's true for people from Mikasa.

A raincoat and a knife—you never know when you might need them.

The group of people who were strolling around were immediately attracted by a series of police cars.

Everyone looked over and saw the chubby guy, Inspector Megure, getting out of the police car.

Then, the news of the president's death spread throughout the entire television station.

"Brother Fujino, you're here again?"

When Inspector Megure saw the familiar figures who had come to join the fun, he had a feeling of seeing an old man on the subway. "There are you guys too?"

"We're here for a visit."

"oh, I understand now."

Before Inspector Megure could even ask, Fujino answered first, making his older brother, Megure, feel a little gratified that his younger brother was quick to answer.

As the older brother, he naturally had to answer first: "This time, it was the president of a talent agency who died. It seems he was stabbed to death."

"We still need to investigate the specifics."

"Brother, you've come at the right time. Come with us to investigate."

"Sato has already taken the forensic team to the crime scene ahead of us."

"Boss Sato is here too?"

"Yes, after all, this case is quite big, and the impact may be quite negative, so of course we need to be prepared."

That's how Megure explained it.

Generally speaking, it is very rare for a police inspector and a police assistant to work together on a case.

Only for major cases will such cadres be required to be on duty.

After all, a police inspector and a police assistant inspector are both police inspectors.

If an ordinary police officer doesn't have any connections, this is the most they can ever achieve in their lifetime.

Of course, it's not impossible for them to become higher-ranking managers or something similar.

But that's all for later years.

Soon, led by Inspector Megure, Fujino and the children arrived at the crime scene.

At the scene of the crime, the agent, the TV guy wearing a white baseball cap, and the Satan guy all arrived.

"It's Satan!"

"He's here!"

The children became excited after seeing Satan's Tokizuka.

After all, we'd been looking for it for ages.

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure looked speechless and said, "So, what the hell is this?"

"Ahem, this is the lead singer of the Sanzu no San band, Satan Onizuka."

Sato Miwako first looked in Fujino's direction, paused for a moment without saying a word, then coughed lightly and explained, "He was a singer under the management of the agency president who died this time, and he was also the first person to discover the crime scene."

As she spoke, she glanced at the corpse lying on the ground: "As for the deceased, her name is Urushihara Nori, she is forty-seven years old and is the president of a talent agency called Geino. The cause of death was that she was stabbed in the heart from the front and even twisted, and then died of shock."

"As for the time of death, it was probably before 1 p.m. or after 12 p.m.

"That's it..."

Megure stroked his chin: "It seems the murderer had a deep grudge against this guy, killing him and even twisting his heart to pieces."

Do you know what enemies he has?

Satan Onizuka said helplessly, "He has a lot of enemies, even I am one of them."

"Is that so?"

Feeling challenged, Inspector Megure turned to Onizuka Satan and asked, "So, Mr. Satan, where were you at this time?"

"How did you come to think of coming here?"

Satan Onizuka said helplessly, "I was eating takeout in my dressing room, and then I asked my manager to buy some things for me."

Some of the chubby agents nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. When Mr. Satan returned, he had already discovered that the president was dead."

Satan Onizuka continued, "As for why I came here, it's mainly because I had a fight with him yesterday. This guy wouldn't let me hold a disbandment concert, and he arranged this kind of clown-like variety show for me. He even threatened me with the contract and stuff."

“Mr. Satan, you have a strong motive for murder…”

Inspector Megure frowned and began to speak frankly.

Satan Onizuka shrugged speechlessly: "How could my face possibly be wandering around inside a TV station?"

"Once you see my face, it'll be hard to forget it, right?"

"But……"

"Hey, Memu Police Department!"

Conan, who had been lost in thought among the younger members, suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention. With a childlike expression, he said, "Speaking of which, just around 12:00, I saw a guy dressed all in black run past me at high speed..."

"Could that guy be the murderer?"

(End of this chapter)