The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1415 What kind of tonic can make someone faint?

Fujino was unaware of the shrewish boss's ulterior motives.

If he heard it, all he could say was, "That's outrageous."

What do you mean I'm setting you up?

It's obvious that while I was giving you psychotherapy, I inexplicably made you a psychopath, okay?

After this incident, the shrewish older sister had a whole host of wonderful little ideas popping into her head, and she already had a guess that she had never thought of before.

But thinking about it, I don't have any evidence right now.

Making wild guesses is not a good idea.

What if it's not what I think?
Moreover, even if that's what he thought, he couldn't lay a hand on this little brother.

Well, we're adults. Younger brothers might be able to act recklessly, but adults have to think a lot more about things.

The truth hasn't been revealed yet, and there's still room for redemption.

It seems we need to find a way to distance ourselves from this kid, whether we need to or not, we need to create some distance between us.

With this in mind, Sato temporarily kept this guess to himself.

…………

Enomoto Azusa breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that her older brother had not been silenced.

It's no wonder she's suspicious.

After all, Tokyo is a place full of people from Beika.

Especially in Beika Town, the stronghold of the Beika people.

It's like you can just casually stab someone with a knife, stick them into the ground to look like a ginseng, hang them on a tree to look like a ginseng fruit, drive a dump truck to kill someone, or bury them in the ground to look like a bowling ball—these basic operations are just a handful.

Is it strange that someone died in Mihua?

That's not surprising at all.

It was even quite ordinary.

Otherwise, how could Sister Sato have gone several days without even having time to wash her clothes?
After explaining the whole story to Enomoto Azusa, she immediately understood her current situation.

So, they decided to follow Fujino's lead and carry out the plan together.

After all, it was for his older brother.

Soon, it was time for Poirot's Cafe to close.
Enomoto Azusa lives in an ordinary apartment building, which is much better than those two-story wooden houses with three tsubo (approximately 3.3 square meters) of land, but the space is naturally not very large.

It's basically a concrete version of a three-square-meter house.

Inside the door, besides the kitchen, bathroom, and sink, there is a slightly spacious room, roughly the size of a living room. The room contains a TV, a writing desk, a floor table, and a bed.

It's essentially a combined guest room and bedroom, except for the bathroom.

After all, land in Tokyo is incredibly expensive, and wealthy people like Fujino who own a small building and can squander space are truly exceptional cases.

Enomoto Azusa's room doesn't reveal any particular style, but the pink tones of the blankets and curtains clearly indicate that it's a girl's room.

"excuse me!"

Sato and Fujino entered the room and greeted each other politely.

Enomoto Azusa felt a little embarrassed, after all, her private space had been invaded by someone else.

As a girl, it would be very embarrassing.

Especially these small houses.

There is absolutely no privacy.

Of course, Sato Miwako wasn't bothered, since she was a girl about the same age as her.

Most importantly, there's the little brother of the girl next door who lives across the street, Fujino-kun.

Fortunately, she took good care of herself, which prevented her from falling into an even more embarrassing situation.

The three of them had nothing to talk about in the room, so they just waited awkwardly.

Time passed second by second, and the second hand of the clock hanging in the room spun second by second.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knocking broke through the silence of the room.

Enomoto Azusa heard the sound and looked at Fujino and Sato.

With just a glance, Enomoto Azusa slowly walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

Upon seeing a deliveryman standing outside, she opened the door, went out, took the package, and signed for it.

As for who sent the package, according to the deliveryman, it was sent by Enomoto Sugito.

It was a pink gift box with a yellow ribbon tied to it, making it look very exquisite.

Sato leaned closer to take a curious look, then leaned in to listen to the sounds, his expression becoming very serious as if he wanted to confirm whether there was a bomb inside.

Looking at her serious expression, Enomoto Azusa asked with a puzzled look, "What's wrong...?"

“It’s nothing…” Sato Miwako frowned. “I suspect there’s a bomb or something inside.”

"bomb?!"

Sato Miwako said in a deep voice, "Well, after all, that guy wanted to harm you. If he wanted to silence you, it would be troublesome if he put a bomb inside."

"Eh?!"

"Don't be so alarmed."

Fujino glanced speechlessly at the terrified Sato.

It seems like this woman's fear of bombs has flared up again.

He sighed for a moment, then picked up the package and weighed it in his hand. He said calmly, "If it were a bomb, it would definitely be heavier than this. Judging from the weight of this package, it's unlikely to contain a bomb."

"It's just too light."

After saying that, he took out a dagger and opened the package.

There wasn't much inside the package, just a nicely packaged cookie wrapped in a tin box.

It's one of those metal boxes that older generations liked to use to store needles and thread.

Enomoto Azusa noticed the words on the packaging bag: "Empty warehouse at 3-4 Okuho-cho".

"Isn't this the place you found out about before, Fujino-kun?"

She murmured something and immediately realized what was going on.

Fujino, however, was not surprised: "Hmm, it seems things are progressing smoothly, and we'll soon be able to clear your brother's name..."

"By the way, put on this bulletproof vest, just in case you get injured in an accident later."

"Arigado Fujino-kun..."

Enomoto Azusa didn't quite understand why Fujino could pull out a bulletproof vest so easily, but after thinking about how Akemi had mentioned how brave and excellent her little brother was, she stopped being too curious.

After all, this is the world of Detective Conan, and there's nothing that magic can't explain.

Sato Miwako, standing next to her, narrowed her eyes, her gaze becoming increasingly meaningful.

Soon, Sato Miwako drove her Mazda at breakneck speed all the way back to the warehouse in Okuho Town.

The surrounding police officers were quite capable, after all, they were all veteran criminal investigators who had been trained in high-pressure environments for a long time. Even if they weren't particularly talented, their professional ethics were definitely outstanding, and they would never do something as awful as the FBI, which exposed them prematurely.

After confirming the information, Enomoto Azusa entered the warehouse area alone and began shouting in the vicinity:
"Onii-chan, Onii-chan, where are you?"

"Azusa-chan!"

At the repeated calls of "Onii-chan," Sugito Enomoto immediately jumped out.

It was as if they had been summoned by some kind of spell.

Then, footsteps sounded behind them, and Kawase stabbed Enomoto Azusa in the lower back with a stun gun.

A moment of doubt flashed through Enomoto Azusa's mind.

Then it dawned on me: it must be Kawase!
After a mere fraction of a second of thought, thanks to her exceptional reflexes, Mikado immediately realized what had happened to her. She had been shocked with a stun gun!

So she relaxed her whole body and obediently lay down on the ground.

At this moment, Kawase helped Enomoto Azusa up, her face contorted with malice, and said in a fierce voice, "You've finally arrived. It wasn't a waste that I spent an hour freezing here..."

"what!"

"It's all because you posted those boring photos that my carefully crafted scheme to frame you almost got exposed..."

"You're the one who killed Minister Toriya!"

"Yeah, I'll tell you now that I'm about to die. That old guy actually found out about the 100 million yen hole I made because of stock trading, and in the end he even said he'd send me to jail so I could spend the rest of my life reflecting on my mistakes. So I had no choice but to shut him up first..."

As he spoke, he pulled a knife from his coat: "However, it really is because you did something unnecessary, otherwise, cute little Zi wouldn't have lost her life..."

"If you don't want your sister to die, confess quickly, write a suicide note or something, and then use that rope over there to kill yourself. If you write it well, maybe I can spare her life."

"Of course, I've already thought it all out. I'll say that you couldn't escape the torment in your heart, and in the end, you saw your sister and regretted it, and committed suicide or something."

"That way, it'll be flawless..."

"Crack!"

Just then, another electrical hissing sound came from the air.

Before Kawase could recover, she sensed a dark shadow behind her, and then everything went dark.

On the other hand, Enomoto Sugito could see it much more clearly.

The young man who looked like a police officer, who was seen earlier, walked silently like a ghost. He came over stealthily with an electric baton and struck Kawase on the neck with a flash of sparks.

He was knocked unconscious in an instant.

The knife he was holding fell to the ground as he lost consciousness.

Fujino kicked away the knife beside him, lowered his eyes, glanced at Kawase, and felt that this guy was an idiot.

It's winter break now, and it's still quite cold.

Enomoto Azusa wore a cotton-padded jacket and a sweater.

Does this guy really think he can electrocute Enomoto Azusa?
Well, considering the nature of the Detective Conan world...

This is really a small matter.

Fortunately, bulletproof vests can stop stun guns...

Enomoto Sugito was stunned for a moment. Just by looking at his posture, you could tell how skilled he was at this smooth and effortless operation.

However, he wasn't thinking about that right now; instead, he was worried about his sister who had been electrocuted: "Azusa-chan, wake up! How are you?!"

"I'm fine, Onii-chan!"

Enomoto Azusa opened her eyes, a playful expression like that of a little girl on her face, and pulled open her cotton-padded coat: "Before I came, Fujino-kun prepared a bulletproof vest for me."

Seeing this, Enomoto Sanjin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Sato Miwako followed her in at this moment. She had been watching closely as Enomoto Azusa was knocked down.

This made her heart skip a beat.

Just look at how lively Ms. Enomoto is right now.

Well, so it's true that the citizens of Tokyo are all quite the actors.

Feeling helpless, she went up to check on the river beetle's condition, then took out her phone and called the plainclothes officers on the perimeter, asking them to come in and clean up the mess.

Although Enomoto Azusa and Enomoto Sugito are neighbors, it's still necessary to make a statement about something like this.

So, a large group of people took both the victim and the murderer back to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Watching the group of people leave.

Fujino turned around, looked at Sato beside him, and said with an awkward smile, "The case is solved. Do you need me to go over and give a statement?"

Upon hearing this, Sato Miwako took out her car keys: "No need for a statement. In this case, your role is that of a consultant. Strictly speaking, you're acting with us, so you're not an outsider."

Turning back, she exhaled a breath of air: "I'll take you home. I have to go back and give a report later."

"Oh."

Fujino responded and followed her over, getting into the passenger seat.

It's still winter, and although Tokyo isn't too cold, it's still a bit chilly to be dressed in a business suit with my bare legs showing.

Especially now that it's nighttime, the cold wind blowing from the warehouse penetrates right through the suit fabric.

Despite being a police officer for so many years and having become an iron woman, Sister Sato still seemed to feel a bit cold. She looked fine overall, but her uncontrollable shivering was impossible to hide.

After getting into the car, she shivered slightly, then started the Mazda's engine and turned on the air conditioning, blowing out a light breeze of warm air from the vents, gradually warming the cold air inside the car.

Fujino glanced at Sato Miwako, whose face was a little pale from the cold.

Thinking of something, he took out a thermos from his pocket, then casually pulled out a disposable cup, poured in steaming hot black tea, and handed it over.

"What's wrong, boss? Are you cold?"

"No."

"Have some tea to calm your nerves."

Sato took the black tea and said it clearly, without blushing or skipping a beat.

Fujino shrugged helplessly, picked up his teacup, and poured himself another cup into the bottle cap: "Kurenai said she added some Chinese medicine to it, and it does seem to have some effect."

"Oh."

Sato Miwako held the warm teacup, responded, blew on it gently twice, and drank it without thinking much.

As she felt her body gradually calm down, she felt a mix of emotions.

However, this black tea is indeed quite good; it really warmed me up a lot after drinking it.

Thinking this way, she took two more sips.

After drinking a cup of tea, the shrew's face turned from white to red, and she looked much healthier.

She exhaled a breath of hot air, as if it were steam, smacked her lips, and glanced to the side: "This tea is quite good. Miss Hongye really cares about you."

Fujino poured her another drink: "Well, she's alright, that's just how she is."

Sato took the teacup and took another sip: "You'd better hold on tight to a young lady like this!"

"What, is the boss starting to care about my love life?"

"No," said Miwako Sato, her arms crossed, her face flushed. "After all, I consider you my little brother, so of course I'd care about something like this."

As she spoke, she looked over with her face growing increasingly red and asked, "By the way, how far have you two gotten?"

"what?"

As she spoke, a dreamy look appeared in her eyes: "Let me tell you, you are young, but there are some things you can't rush, or you'll regret it..."

"what?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes and looked at the shrewish older woman in front of him, sensing that something was amiss.

Why does this woman's face seem to be getting redder and redder, and her expression is becoming increasingly abnormal?

Um, that looks like a nosebleed?

Sato Miwako, her face flushed and her eyes slightly blurry, paused in surprise, full of curiosity:

"what happened?"

"You seem to have a nosebleed..."

"nosebleed?"

Then, Fujino saw Sato touch his nose, get a little blood on it, roll his eyes, close them, and collapse weakly with a "thud".

Fujino: "..."

So, what kind of tonic can make someone have a nosebleed and faint?

(End of this chapter)