The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1342 Capitalist Mindset

Ai Haibara looked at Conan in front of her and secretly chuckled to herself.

Therefore, to deal with a guy like Hachiko, you have to talk about things he doesn't understand and try to fool him.

Otherwise, this kid really would dare to do it.

There are indeed side effects, but she doesn't know exactly what they are.

As for the side effects mentioned earlier, those were obviously just for fooling people.

The first time you're unsure of the effects, you might be a little scared, but once the antidote is successfully developed, all that's needed afterward is to make minor adjustments to the prescription. It's impossible for you to die directly.

At most, it will only lead to a little drug resistance.

Although she was secretly pleased with herself, her face remained expressionless.

He looked at Conan and said calmly:

"In short, I've told you everything. If you still want it, I'll give you two of the latest version of the antidote."

“You’re right. After all, we’ve encountered an emergency, and if you turn back into Shinichi Kudo, you can definitely be of some use.”

"Ahem, well, I think you should keep the antidote for yourself."

Conan coughed lightly, and suddenly felt that the antidote and turning back into Shinichi Kudo didn't seem so appealing anymore.

Let's leave this for Haibara next door.

Hmm, she probably needs to change back more.

That's what Conan was thinking.

Of course, the possibility that Ai Haibara was deceiving him was also taken into consideration.

However, compared to the risks of side effects...

He still feels that he's fine as he is now.

If he were to revert back to his original form, becoming a complete idiot, he didn't even dare to imagine whether he would simply plunge into the Tiwujin River in despair.

"You said it yourself."

Ai Haibara pouted, looking uninterested, but her true feelings were quite different.

She thought to herself, "Sure enough, this guy just can't control himself."

"If you gave him the medicine, he'd probably swallow a whole pill and run off to meet up with that Sister Lan."

"Therefore, we still need to take this matter seriously."

"What did Fujino say again?"

"It seems to mean that if Edogawa wants the antidote and you don't give it to him, he'll definitely get angry. But if you give him the medicine and also mention the side effects that he absolutely cannot accept, then he won't even think about taking the medicine. Even if you force him to take it, he'll definitely think about it before he does."

"The meaning is similar, and the method really worked."

Ai Haibara nodded to herself inwardly at her own quick wit and ability to apply what she had learned.

I don't feel like I'm becoming more and more like a dog like Fujino at all—for a certain Hakiko who would definitely hiss if he knew the truth.

…………

Meanwhile, our culprit was on his way home from get off work with his aunt, Vermouth.

As always, Fujino drove back to the hotel.

A strange foreigner was following behind them.

Wearing a cheongsam and sitting obediently in the passenger seat, Vermouth looked up and glanced around the car, her expression full of mature yet docile and charming nurse vibes.

Fujino said calmly, "No need to look. There's no listening device. I've already checked."

Vermouth nodded upon hearing this, then crossed her legs, adopting a completely different attitude from before, and teased, "As expected of a detective, you have a lot of experience in doing this kind of thing."

As she spoke, she turned her head and asked with a playful tone, "Speaking of which, what's your relationship with that pregnant young woman from today?"

"what?"

Fujino was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, and his expression turned slightly bewildered: "What pregnancy, what young girl, it wasn't me, don't think nonsense."

Belmode: "..."

So, aren't you afraid people will misunderstand you when you say things like that?
The elderly woman was completely bewildered.

She glanced at Fujino before speaking, "Don't play dumb. You brought her over here so I could see it, didn't you?"

"What are you babbling about? I don't understand a word you're saying."

"..."

Vermouth took a deep breath, pinched her brow, and felt a wave of exhaustion: "She looks so much like Gil, and you even went out of your way to receive her, and then you even covered up the eyeshadow around her eyes..."

As she spoke, she became slightly serious: "Are you going to say it's a coincidence?"

"Is it possible that it's just a coincidence?"

"..."

Faced with the older woman's expression that seemed to say, "You think I'm stupid? You think I'd believe you?" and "I'll tear your head off if you keep pulling," Fujino shrugged helplessly. "I was going to keep acting, but I didn't expect you to see right through me. You're ruining other people's fun, and that won't make you popular with men."

"So, what is his relationship with Kiel?"

Vermouth narrowed her eyes, seemingly unconcerned about the boomerang that had hit her.

Instead, they began to focus on Kiel's identity.

You see, she's currently rescuing Kiel...

If anything goes wrong, it will be terrible.

Fujino then explained calmly, "Siblings."

"Sister and brother?"

"Yes, siblings."

"Are you sure they're not sisters?"

"They are indeed siblings. That kid is someone I know. I dressed him up a bit."

"..."

Vermouth fell silent upon hearing this, finding it difficult to comment on such grueling work.

However, as a veteran player from the Europe and America region, she only remained silent for a moment.

He then pondered, "Could it be...?"

"You figured that out already?"

“Of course I could have guessed.” Vermouth narrowed her eyes. “I’ve long suspected that Gil is an undercover agent, and it turns out that my guess was exactly the same.”

As she spoke, she gave a slight smirk: "If that's the case, then their father must be Ethan Bendon from back then, right?"

"You're right, I completely agree."

"Why does your accent sound weird?"

"It's nothing, it's just that when I think about completely agreeing with your point of view, I can't help but want to speak with a bit of my hometown accent."

"Isn't your hometown Kyoto?"

"Then don't worry about it."

Fujino continued, "This kid wanted to find his older sister, so I brought him to the hospital, and incidentally, I also borrowed the identity you gave me."

Vermouth touched her chin and immediately understood what she meant.

The fact that he searched for her means that he didn't know anything about Rena Mizunashi.

Given the CIA's track record, they definitely wouldn't tell their families about something like this. So, it's probably going to be a classic "ugly duckling looking for its mother" scenario.

She scoffed, "Shouldn't it be said that a daughter killing her father was just a performance?"

"This father and daughter are really something else."

As she spoke, she turned to Fujino and asked, "But aren't you afraid I'll use those two siblings to gain merit? You're really ruthless. They trusted you so much, and you just fooled them."

Fujino remained unmoved upon hearing this: "He found out about the person himself, and he made the request himself. I was just helping out a little."

"If anyone's to blame, it's Kusuda Rikudo. He accidentally let that kid hear the sound of sending emails."

As he spoke, he glanced at the elderly woman next to him: "Speaking of which, it seems that Conan also heard you sending emails."

"..."

Vermouth was speechless for a moment, feeling that this kid was deliberately bringing up the most sensitive topic.

After a brief moment of thought, she looked at Fujino beside her and then asked with a smile, "So, you exposed them to me for my sake?"

"what?"

"Because of what happened before..."

"Hehe, if that's what you think, then so be it."

Fujino glanced at the slutty old woman, sneered, and gave a vague answer: "If you want to use them as experience packs to give you some presence with the BOSS, then go ahead and use them."

As he spoke, he began to interrogate the older woman: "Anyway, the experience pack is here, are you going to lick it or not?"

"Licking it would be the icing on the cake."

"..."

Vermouth paused for a moment upon hearing this, feeling that what he said was somewhat pointless.

The older woman only hesitated for a moment before quickly realizing something.

That is, this kid is actually getting something for free.

Finally, the older woman, feeling quite helpless about this blatant scheme, crossed her arms and sighed, saying, "You really have given me a good choice."

"Right now, I'm already carrying out the plan to rescue Kiel."

"You suddenly said that Kiel is an undercover agent."

"This is not adding flowers to brocade, but clearly making things difficult for both sides."

"In the end, you never intended to give me a choice, did you?"

"Hmm, that's not quite right." Fujino shrugged. "I gave you her information, and the choice is yours. I didn't try to play any tricks on you."

“If you tell the BOSS about this now and kill Gil, your credit will still be the same.”

Vermouth just rolled her eyes at this: "These two credits are conflicting. If you take one away, the other will disappear."

"And what if the boss found out that his most trusted confidant was actually a spy..."

"Do you think the boss would still be in a good mood to share the credit?"

"That's none of my business."

The old lady's gaze remained unchanged upon hearing this; she crossed her arms over her chest and squinted her eyes.

In the end, this whole thing is a calculated scheme.

If we kill Gil now, our credit will definitely be greatly reduced. If we don't kill Gil and continue to save people, we can get 100% of the credit, and later we can also get information that controls the life and death of the organization's members.

No matter how you look at it, the latter option is more profitable.

Therefore, for her, there was only one choice.

To put it bluntly, there was no choice at all.

"But..."

After thinking for a moment, Vermouth could roughly figure out why Fujino had given her the information.

This kid isn't the type to give people easy favors. He'd keep any information to himself. So why is he being so generous now? He must have his own motives.

The older woman thought the young man's purpose in giving her such a gift was probably to win her favor.

As for the others, they're just incidental, including these multiple-choice questions. It's like trying to gain favor by stepping on your own feet.

Before revealing this information, this kid probably already had the idea that he had him cornered.

However, with this one point, our neglected auntie Vermouth feels like she's already gotten a great deal.

At least it makes it clear that the other person isn't completely indifferent to your feelings.

This is equivalent to a serf who has been oppressed by landlords and rich people for a long time suddenly becoming a human being. A sycophant who fawns over a goddess like a dog gets a response from her. Little John Khan finally meets Suzuki Airi, whom he has been longing for.

That makes me very happy.

As for Shirley's aunt's matter: that's the organization's business, what does it have to do with me?

I've already released them all. Releasing one or two is the same as releasing them all. What difference would it make if I released one more?
Do you expect me to confront Fujino directly?

Vermouth was helpless. Even if she was being coerced and lured by the other party, frankly speaking, she had no ability to resist and could only breathe on them.

At most, it's just a matter of breathing in air; as for actually using it?
The old lady still remembers the scene where this young man was dragging an old man along, with a hidden sword in his hand.

The thought of facing that kind of monster made her immediately show a confused expression, pointing at herself: You mean me? Do I have that kind of strength?

After thinking it through, our old aunt Vermouth sighed helplessly: "You're really stubborn."

"If we don't take a tough stance, we won't be able to deter those scheming scoundrels like Xiao Xiao."

"Like me, I guess?"

Fujino didn't reply, but from the old lady's tone, he could clearly tell that she had stopped breathing.

He couldn't help but think to himself: In this area, our little Ai really understands.

In response, Ai Haibara, who had long seen through the old lady's mentality, said: "Heh, the lowly old lady has long been lured into a powerless simp by Fujino."

The inherently ruthless capitalist Fujino didn't care about the old lady's thoughts; after all, the old lady was no different from a working-class person.

Thinking about it, being jealous is a bit inappropriate. It's easier to explain it using Fujino's mindset as a heartless capitalist.

The ultimate goal of making the old lady happier is to increase her utilization rate. Seeing that her relative (Ai) is enjoying preferential treatment will motivate her to move around more, instead of just lying there doing nothing.

The reason is simple: just like raising wages, it's all about increasing motivation.

The efficiency of forcing someone to do something under duress is different from doing it voluntarily.

It's like working overtime. If you treat me like a beast of burden, I'll give you a shift like a beast of burden.

But the factory is my home; if I can earn as much as I work, then it's a different story.

It can only be said that how long one can work depends on the physiological limits of a normal human being.

Having received feedback from the goddess Fujino, our old auntie felt relieved and asked again, "But if you bring this kid over and things get exposed, aren't you afraid that you'll be exposed along with the organization?"

"Or do you already have plans?"

Fujino adjusted his glasses and replied casually, "What black organization? Weren't we the two of us infiltrated into the hospital to help that kid find his sister?"

"The person who infiltrated was a janitor codenamed Bourbon. What does that have to do with the detective who's posing as a doctor and assistant to investigate my classmate's sister's case?"

"What black organization, the FBI? I don't know anything about that."

Vermouth couldn't help but chuckle: "If the FBI found out about this, they probably wouldn't let you off the hook."

Fujino shook his head slightly, then chuckled softly: "But they'd have to have a chance to find out, wouldn't they?"

(End of this chapter)