The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1408 Losing the Knife is a Momentary Pleasure
Torada Tatsuei was stunned.

A young man in his early twenties, dressed in a suit, not particularly muscular and looking like an ordinary person, effortlessly sent several people flying with a wooden stick, making them cosplay as ginseng fruits or something while they were in a tree...

That's really a bit too outrageous.

Even in the world of Detective Conan, it is far beyond the comprehension of normal Mikado people.

Is that human being?
The thought of Torada Tatsue, the first wife of the Torada family, flashed through her mind.

"what!"

"Help!"

"Monsters! There are monsters!"

A group of burly men were frantically calling for help, but seeing a little boy named Fujino Itsuki in front of them, they all fled in fear.

However, they discovered that no matter how they tried to escape, or even before they could begin to move, they had already lost consciousness.

With the system's enhancement, Fujino moved with lightning speed, his figure almost becoming a phantom as he flashed among the group of people.

The wooden sword in his hand gleamed as he wielded it.

Even a strong man weighing 200 pounds could be easily lifted into a tree with a single sword strike.

This scene was naturally witnessed by Ayaka Ryūō, Kei Ryūō, and Shigeji Torada, who were still inside the house.

They were dumbfounded when they saw the burly men dressed as ginseng fruit trees on the trees outside.

This person in front of me is from out of town, how can he be so outrageous?
Is that human being?
"Damn it!"

"Take my shot!"

At this moment, Torada Tatsue finally came to her senses. Looking at her subordinates dressed as ginseng fruits on the surrounding trees, she was extremely flustered.

However, after touching the hard object in her hand, she felt much more at ease.

After all, she still had a hunting rifle in her hand.

This hunting rifle is an ordinary bolt-action rifle, a single-shot type. Although it's a bit old, it's still a hunting rifle used for hunting bears or wild boars, with a very large caliber and propellant charge.

As the owner of this gun, she naturally knew how powerful it was.

When it hits a person, it's enough to pierce through them, creating a hole.

That is the truth of humankind.

So what if you have incredible physical abilities?
As long as you're still a carbon-based life form, one shot will leave you half dead!

Fujino glanced in the direction of Torada Tatsuei out of the corner of his eye and saw her preparing to fire.

His mind raced, his thoughts working at lightning speed, and he immediately mapped out the trajectory of Torata Tatsuyoshi's bullet, which was clearly aimed at his own chest.

However, Fujino was already used to this.

It's just a hunting rifle; I've lost count of how many times I've been pointed at. Rifles and pistols have been pointed at before too, and you still want to aim at me?
Fujino's figure flashed quickly, immediately breaking free from Torada Tatsuei's scope lock.

Torada Tatsuei wanted to take another look.

Then Fujino dodged again in a flash.

Torada took aim again, but Fujino dodged again.

She glances, he avoids; she glances again, he avoids again.

In the end, Torata Tatsuei became completely enraged and started aiming his shotgun at people's heads.

Fujino locked onto her line of fire, but since it wasn't an automatic weapon, and the woman was firing rather slowly, he was wary.

Therefore, before firing, he can mentally visualize the gun trajectory and dodge it.

As she kept dodging, Fujino's head seemed to flash out as a phantom, and he approached her with a wooden sword in hand.

The scene was a bit outrageous at one point.

(Kennedy: Please send me the head sensitivity data, thank you.)

The closer you are to the gun, the faster the person holding it will be. After all, a gun is fast beyond ten paces and both fast and accurate within ten paces.

Fujino isn't stupid; of course he understands this principle.

As he approached, he threw the wooden sword in his hand, aiming straight for Torada Tatsuei's forehead.

The muscles tensed up in an instant, then concentrated the power within every muscle fiber, which was then transmitted to the wooden sword, transferring the immense force outward.

In an instant, the wooden knife transformed into a blur and shot out.

If it were an ordinary wooden sword, it would probably explode on the spot the moment it was thrown because its structure could not withstand the enormous force.

However, the Okamoto wooden sword itself is harder than steel and harder than quartz, making it comparable to a concept-level specialized weapon.

Its indestructible nature eliminated the stress of being thrown, and it flew straight toward Torada Tatsuei's head.

In mid-air, the black wooden sword sliced ​​through the air, producing a series of explosive sounds, and even formed streaks of water mist around it, leaving a white trail in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the wooden sword struck Torada Tatsuei directly in the forehead.

In an instant, the power shifted.

The impact struck Torada Tatsuei on the forehead, sending her flying backward. Unfortunately, her forehead wasn't flat, and it veered off course after absorbing the initial impact.

The wooden sword pierced straight through the wooden house, flying at an angle towards the forest behind it, piercing through one large tree after another, and continuing to fly in a straight line.

Even after withstanding the first wave of impact.

However, Torada Tatsuei also endured tremendous force, being slammed straight behind him.

He landed on the back of his head first, then slammed onto the wooden floor behind him with a loud thud. He smashed through the floor and his upper body fell into it, leaving only his lower body exposed to the crowd.

"..."

The people behind were stunned for a moment when they saw that the stepmother of the Torada family, who had just been pointing a gun at them like some kind of female villain BOSS, was now lying on her head, seemingly dead.

Moreover, from the very beginning of the operation until now, not even five minutes, or even two or three minutes, have passed.

Is that all?
They all glanced at the group of burly men outside dressed as ginseng fruits and gasped in shock.

Only then did I believe that it was truly over.

Everyone thought to themselves: This detective really got things moving quickly, from start to finish.

How long has it been?
He's the fastest detective ever!
"..."

Fujino noticed the way the group was looking at him and felt a little confused: "What's with these looks? They seem a bit off. Hey, what do you guys mean by this!"

"Why do I feel like your looks are insulting to my character?"

"Show me some respect in your eyes, will you?!"

"I saved your lives!"

Fujino's eyes were lifeless. Although he didn't know what these people were thinking, he couldn't hide the feeling of helplessness, speechlessness, and a bit of anger in their eyes.

"Why did you act so quickly? Leave two for me!"

Just as Fujino was feeling uneasy about these people, Hattori Heiji came out and complained to Fujino in a somewhat resentful tone.

He carried an iron rod and complained, "How come you took care of everyone all by yourself? I wanted to practice too!"

Fujino glanced at him, his face full of disappointment: "Who told you to come out so late? I even gave you the iron rod. Why didn't you jump out and find your own target? Did you expect me to carry it over and feed it to you?"

"That's how it is with these things, first come, first served."

"It's because you were too fast..."

"...?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you acted way too fast, so incredibly fast. You took down that Torada Tatsuyoshi so quickly, it was over before I even had a chance to react..."

"..."

"Ahem, anyway, it's nothing."

Hattori Heiji coughed lightly, feeling that the more he talked, the more confused he became, and Fujino's expression was getting worse and worse, so he could only choose to shut up.

At the same time, I still feel a little regretful. Sigh, why was I so slow?

This was an opportunity that we had waited for so long...

Hattori Heiji was a little disappointed. While he had no shortage of opportunities for real combat, scenes of group brawls like this were simply too rare...

It's a pity that you'll miss out if you're too slow.

Next time, I'll have to be quicker.

The three people nearby were speechless after hearing the conversation between the two.

Why do you seem to see these people as prey?

Can't you guys show some respect for this group?!

Although the three of them knew in their hearts that those people wanted their lives, they still couldn't help but feel sorry for them and complain a little.

Fujino walked slowly forward and glanced at Torada Tatsuei, who was already lying on the ground.

Fortunately, Torata Tatsuei was wearing trousers, otherwise he probably wouldn't even have entered this place. After all, he felt nauseous just looking at an old woman in her fifties who was still so vicious.

Then, he looked at Ryūo Ayaka, who was present.

He asked, "You must have recorded everything that just happened on camera, right?"

"It's been recorded... recorded."

Ryūki Ayaka nodded and took a cell phone out of her pocket.

Fujino nodded, then picked up his phone, pressed a button, and called out to the person behind him, "Inspector Yamato, I've sent you the evidence. Including Mr. Kai and the Torada Ryūo family, these people are enough to be sentenced."

Yamato Kansuke and Uehara Yui emerged from the nearby bushes with extremely complex expressions.

Looking at the large group of people hanging in the tree, their thoughts at that moment were hard to describe.

Well, this advisor, Fujino, is really something...

Outrageous.

It's pretty much as rumored.

No wonder he was able to single-handedly infiltrate a criminal organization and wipe them out.

This is not surprising.

The two recalled their memories of knowing Fujino, and it seemed that this was the second time they had worked on a case together with him.

They came to the conclusion that the Metropolitan Police Department's nickname "Jackal" was not fake, but his fighting ability was also genuinely strong.

If there's a chance in the future, we should have this person come over more often. Maybe they can uncover a few more criminal organizations and take them down...

Maybe we can even make some money from that.

While they were reminiscing, Hattori Heiji had already reunited with his best buddy from the F4 group, as well as Hakuba, who was also a second-generation official.

Hakuba Saguru, recalling what had just happened, couldn't help but swallow hard and asked Conan and Hattori Heiji, "By the way, that wooden sword just now, didn't it break the sound barrier?"

"Hmm, ah..." Hattori Heiji nodded, "I think that's how it was..."

"You don't know?" Hakuba Saguru asked in confusion. In his mind, Hattori should know Fujino better than he did.

Hattori Heiji:"……"

I'm not even with this guy, how would I know so much?

He thought to himself, then turned to Conan beside him.

Conan simply coughed lightly and said, "Isn't this normal? It's not like Fujino has done this before. He's done it on a much bigger scale before."

He was actually a little shocked. He thought that Fujino opening his soccer cleats and kicking the wooden sword to create a sound barrier was already outrageous enough...

What's with the fact that throwing a wooden sword now produces special effects?
He's getting more and more outrageous!

Hakuba Saguru and Hattori Heiji both fell silent upon hearing this.

Judging from what this kid is saying, this seems quite normal?
Is this still a human being? !
What normal person could create a sound barrier by throwing a wooden sword?

That punch would probably blow a person to pieces, right?

Hakuba Saguru and Hattori Heiji had similar thoughts in mind.

However, Hattori Heiji was still somewhat apprehensive.

He vaguely recalled the scene where Fujino beat him up under the guise of sparring.

Yes, he finally understood that Fujino had indeed stopped back then, just as he had said.

Otherwise, I would really be killed with a single blow.

…………

After solving the case, Yamato Kansuke and Hara Yui gathered men to carry the group of guys dressed as ginseng fruit down the ladder one by one and put them in the police car.

Although Fujino's wooden sword has a special effect buff that prevents people from getting hurt, the injuries from being knocked away and ending up in a tree like a ginseng fruit are not within the scope of the wooden sword's range.

There were rib fractures, internal organ damage, and many more.

Torada Tatsuei, who was charged at by Fujino with a wooden sword, fared even worse. His head was knocked so hard that he fainted, and no one knew how badly he was injured.

As a result, a large group of people were sent to the nearby ICU for emergency treatment.

"It was her... who killed Kai-senpai?"

"What exactly are you talking about? How did Senior Kai die?"

"me……"

"Why would you do such a thing for me!"

Having escaped danger, the Torada and Ryūo families began to talk, along with Yamato Kansuke and Hara Yui.

After all, they still needed to ask these key witnesses a few questions.

Then, naturally, Ryūki Kage heard that his good friends had actually harmed his respected senior for his sake, and he got angry.

However, none of this has anything to do with Fujino.

The group of people who had been hiding behind the bushes and had come with Fujino finally showed themselves now that the matter was resolved.

After overhearing the conversation, Xiaolan couldn't help but let out a classic sigh.

It was probably due to a misunderstanding, or something else, that a tragedy occurred.

However, the others didn't seem to care.

They were more concerned about Fujino.

Ai Haibara was the first to be puzzled: What about me, Fujino, who is so big?

Hongye chimed in: Where's my husband?
Sonoko was stunned for a moment, but then she came to her senses: How did my senior suddenly disappear?
Hattori Heiji walked over slowly, saw the puzzled group, and carrying a water pipe, explained helplessly, "That guy ran into the mountains..."

"Why?"

Sonoko blinked: "Wasn't the case solved?"

Hongye pondered for a moment, her eyes flashing with countless possibilities: "Could it be that this case hasn't been solved yet?"

"After all, it's him; he must have discovered something again..."

"..." Ai Haibara remained silent for a moment, not speaking, in the face of the two puzzled people.

Her doubts had faded, and she began to ponder and recall in her mind.

Ultimately, a conclusion was reached.

Fujino...

Hmm, probably, maybe, perhaps...

They went to find the wooden sword that had been thrown out.

(End of this chapter)