The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1413 In my heart, there is only perseverance!
Fujino trusts Komi.

It should be said that, apart from her, there is no one else in the world who can be trusted.

After all, in Fujino's heart, she held the highest priority.

They belong to the kind of people who would protect themselves even if it meant going against the entire world.

However, considering that Xiao Hongye seemed quite interested in his body, he felt a little insecure again.

Little Red Leaf wouldn't harm herself...

But she was craving her own body!
Could there be some strange medicine in this black tea?
However, I'm still using the Iron-Eating Beast ability, so even if I'm drugged, I should be able to digest it.

Fujino felt a pang of doubt. He glanced down at the tea and thought it might be medicine, but that seemed unlikely.

After some thought, he decided to give the tea to others to try.

When in doubt, experimentation is the answer.

After all, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

Since it was planted by a small red leaf, it must not be poisonous.

Try it and you'll know what the little red leaves are dropping.

Sato Miwako and Enomoto Azusa pondered for a while, but couldn't come up with anything.

They looked at Fujino beside them and saw that he hadn't said a word.

A thought arose in both of their minds.

Sato Miwako felt that Fujino must have known something, and that what he just said was just to play a trick on her and Ms. Enomoto next to him.

They'll jump out at the very end to show off their big act.

So she glanced at Fujino and asked, "Have you figured out any clues as to why that guy would be targeting Ms. Enomoto?"

Upon hearing this, Fujino snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at Sato, whose expression was slightly displeased.

I'm a little confused about what I did to offend this big sister.

After quickly thinking it over, she organized her thoughts and explained, "What you two said can basically be ruled out. It's really unreasonable for that guy to be targeting Sister Zi..."

"But that's just how it is."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "In other words, he had a reason to keep his eyes on Sister Zi..."

"Then, why would Sister Zi pose a threat to him? In other words, what could possibly pose a threat to him?"

"I'm afraid the only thing is that he framed Mr. Shanren."

As she spoke, Fujino glanced at Enomoto Azusa beside her and continued to speculate, "I think Azusa-nee must have some evidence that can prove Mr. Sugito's innocence."

"And he, of course, came for this evidence."

"Otherwise, he could just lure Mr. Shanren out and kill him directly, instead of coming to find Sister Zi."

"unless……"

"Unless what?"

Both Enomoto Azusa and Sato Miwako were puzzled upon hearing this.

Fujino then added, "Unless he has a crush on Azusa and wants to take advantage of her vulnerability."

"This kind of 'refined scoundrel' scenario, where a 'younger man' suddenly appears to appease someone after their relatives have just disappeared, is the most common type of NTR storyline."

"..."

Both Miwako Sato and Azusa Enomoto fell silent upon hearing this.

So why did you make such an absurd connection?
And then there are those outrageous plots...

What did you watch?

Please don't associate strange things with the case, okay?

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

As for Sato Miwako, she was somewhat immune to Fujino's lewd words.

This kid, sometimes when he's being irresponsible, he just says whatever comes to mind.

Sato Miwako sighed helplessly, then turned her gaze to Enomoto Azusa beside her.

He then asked, "What Fujino said seems quite reasonable given the current situation. Ms. Enomoto, do you really have evidence that Mr. Sugito is not the murderer?"

"I do not know……"

Enomoto Azusa sighed, "If I had one, I would have taken it out long ago."

Miwako Sato frowned: "That doesn't make sense."

She thought about it carefully, then looked at Enomoto Azusa with her eyes sweeping over her: "So, you didn't notice, did you?"

“No…” Enomoto Azusa was a little confused by what the policewoman was saying: “My brother just called me and said he was innocent or something, and that’s all.”

"..."

Sato Miwako pursed her lips, sensing that this matter was going to be a bit difficult.

Even the person involved couldn't remember.

I could go up there and punch her a couple of times, and use Fujino's Great Memory Restoration Technique to force her to remember, right?

Seeing this, Fujino slightly raised his hand: "We can't rush things now; we can only wait for them to show their true colors."

Enomoto Azusa's expression turned somber: "But what if he kills my brother...?"

Sato Miwako pondered for a moment, then said, "You could call your brother and ask him to come back. Maybe that will help you figure out what really happened."

Enomoto Azusa nodded, and then quickly took out her phone to call her older brother, whom she knew well.

But after a long while, all that came from the other end was a beeping sound.

“He must have turned off his phone or lost his SIM card,” Sato Miwako pondered. “After all, the police have tracking technology, so I don’t think he would have been unaware of this while on the run.”

Enomoto Azusa didn't hear Sato Miwako, and her face turned pale as she conjured up some thoughts in her mind. At that moment, her mind began to wander: "Could my brother have been killed by that guy...?"

"He's coming here now because he killed my brother and now he wants to win my favor!"

"..."

This time, Fujino and Sato Miwako remained silent.

Fujino was just joking about what he just said.

Did she really believe it?
Fujino was speechless for a moment, then asked, "How did you come up with that?"

"It's a scene from a TV drama I've seen!" Enomoto Azusa said earnestly, though her panic masked her seriousness: "That's how it is in TV dramas. The villain kills the female lead's brother but then deliberately gets close to her, wanting to..."

"Stop!"

Fujino couldn't help but gasp.

So, this is yet another naive and ignorant woman, or rather, a teenage girl, who, like her older sister, was fooled by mindless Korean dramas... no, by mindless TV series.

Anyway, he's just a goofball.

He sighed for a moment, then took out his phone: "Okay, Sister Xiaozi, reality isn't that far-fetched. I'll ask my hacker friend to check it out. We'll have some clues soon."

"Eh?"

Sato Miwako, standing nearby, said calmly, "His hacker friend is quite capable; he can definitely find out the truth as long as there's even the slightest clue."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Fujino-kun!"

…………

"SMS records..." "Aren't call records stored?"

"It's not a big problem."

Fujino sent Hiroki two simple messages. Then, Hiroki's server, located in the underground safe house, began to activate its computing power and started to check for clues about Enomoto Sugito within its intelligence network.

Soon, they sent over Enomoto Sugito's last known location and text message records between the two of them.

Fujino placed the phone in front of Sato Miwako and Enomoto Azusa, explaining, "These text messages are from your brother and Kawase. Judging from the messages, he seems to have hidden your brother..."

"The location is the warehouse district at 3-4 Okuho-cho."

"These are text message records. As for call records, since they were not saved, we don't know for the time being."

"However, it is true that after the incident, he encouraged your brother to run away, and even thoughtfully provided him with a hiding place."

After a pause, Fujino clicked on another picture: "Also, I have some clues about what he wants from you."

Enomoto Azusa and Sato Miwako both turned their curious gazes toward them, wanting to see what clue Fujino was referring to.

After all, neither of them had figured it out.

Then, I saw a picture of a man who looked a bit rough around the edges taking a selfie in the snow.

Enomoto Azusa tilted her head slightly: "Isn't this the strange selfie my brother sent me before? Fujino-kun, what kind of clue is this?"

"Check the time carefully."

"It seems like it was around 10 PM the night before last?"

“That’s right.” Fujino responded and explained, “My friend investigated the snowfall area last night, and nationwide, there was no snow in Tokyo, where the incident occurred.”

"It only snowed west of Tokyo. Based on the map, we can determine that your brother was in Kanagawa at the time."

Enomoto Azusa was taken aback: "Isn't my brother's company over there?"

“I understand!” Sato Miwako’s mind worked quite quickly. With the clue right in front of her, she blurted out, “Your brother should have been in Kanagawa yesterday and hasn’t come back to Tokyo. The photo he sent you was around 10 o’clock, while the incident happened between 10 and 11 o’clock. Judging from the time, it’s impossible.”

As she spoke, she gave Enomoto Azusa a meaningful look: "Since he got this picture, then Kawase must also think that you got this picture, which is why he came to find you."

As she spoke, she touched her chin, feeling a sense of self-importance: "This must be how it happened. He thought that by getting this photo, he could pin the blame on Mr. Shanren and get rid of you as well, so as to eliminate any future worries."

Upon hearing this, Enomoto Azusa panicked. At this moment, she didn't care whether her brother was innocent or not; she just asked worriedly, "How is my brother?"

"I'm not sure about that yet." Fujino shook his head slightly, but before he could finish speaking, Sato Miwako, who was next to him, said directly, "Ms. Enomoto, don't worry, we'll go to that warehouse to find out about your brother's situation. We'll contact you as soon as we have any clues."

"Then it's up to you!"

Sato Miwako realized she had been a bit too clever. After hearing Enomoto Azusa's words, she understood that she had been helped out of a predicament.

Then, glancing at Fujino out of the corner of her eye, she felt a wave of helplessness.

Immediately, she gathered a few people from the shop and headed to the warehouse in Okuho-cho.

…………

"Thank you so much for just now."

On their way to the warehouse in Okuho Town, Sato Miwako thanked Fujino, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Fujino glanced at Sato beside him and sensed that something was off about the older woman.

Well, he was well aware that this woman had some rather inappropriate thoughts about him.

However, things seem to have cooled down a bit lately.

It also seemed like they were deliberately distancing themselves.

Fujino stroked his chin and chuckled jokingly, "We're practically family, why all the formalities?"

"Tsk, kid, don't talk so intimately. I treat you like a younger brother."

"what?"

“I don’t want any rumors to spread. People who don’t know better might think that I, an ‘old mother and daughter,’ am going to eat some ‘young grass’ of yours.”

"..."

Miwako Sato pursed her lips, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

There was clearly something awkward in his tone.

And the voice was kept very low.

Upon hearing this, Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately understood what was going on in his mind.

This woman must be insecure.

Well, thinking about it carefully, compared to that rich girl Hongye, she does seem a bit pathetic.

Judging by public opinion, body shape, age, and other factors.

Fujino only needed to think for a moment to understand that she didn't want to delay him or something like that.

Fujino was a little helpless, then teased, "This young lady wants to eat my tender grass, but you, this old cow, don't you want a bite?"

"Don't you even want to take a bite?"

"Really not?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Sato Miwako revealed dead fish eyes: "You said I'm an old cow, and old cows don't digest well, so I can't eat this tender grass."

"Admitting you're getting old?"

"Yes, I'm getting old. You can't deny it. I'll be turning thirty in a couple of years."

Sato Miwako said this with her arms crossed, gripping the steering wheel, without turning her head, her tone sounding somewhat sarcastic.

However, Fujino felt that something was different from usual.

Logically speaking, this old cow should have shyly retorted with a couple of words.

Why are you admitting it now?
Fujino thought for a moment and then understood the meaning behind her words. Although she didn't say it explicitly, saying it like that was no different from saying it explicitly.

I guess it's because of my age.

He was eighteen, and the shrew was twenty-eight, a difference of ten years. Even in Japanese society, a twenty-eight-year-old woman on the list of gigolos would be quite a sensation.

And then there's the matter of the rich woman; he's getting so close to her...

She has a soft heart, and as an adult, she can certainly think things through.

Clearly, the rich woman has a much stronger position than a mere police inspector.

Sometimes love is like that; the feeling is so pure that I want to be good to you, but I also worry that I can't be good to you.

Fujino, of course, had no complaints about Sato's feelings...

After all, we've known each other for so long, almost ever since we transmigrated here.

To say there were no feelings involved would be a lie.

After all, he's so good-looking, and his personality is quite compatible with mine.

He certainly wanted it all; after all, he didn't want to give up such a rare feeling. However, it seemed a little unreasonable...

Sister Sato, what should I say?
At the very least, he would never say something as absurd as, "I like you and I like others too. I like you all the same. You are all my wings."

Otherwise, given Mihua's nature, he'd probably be dressed in a white Santa hat the next day and stabbed to death with a knife amidst the hum of a kettle.

Fujino sighed inwardly, realizing that having everything was indeed difficult. However, he didn't want to complain about such difficulties, nor would he feel regretful or anxious.

If you've already figured something out, why go back and think about it again?
Once you have a goal, you should stride confidently and boldly toward it, no matter how many obstacles lie ahead.

In my heart, there is only perseverance!
Well, so, when you have time, talk to Hongye, the top psychological counselor, and ask her to help this woman with some psychological correction.

(End of this chapter)