The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1421 Red Leaves: Look at the big rabbit, it'll do a backflip!
Vermouth: "Take the blame...?"

Fujino nodded: "Yes, if anything happens, they'll put all the blame on you."

Vermouth's eyes turned suspicious: "And what about you?"

Fujino replied matter-of-factly, "Of course it's Mimi's invisibility."

Belmode: "..."

Then, she frowned and said, "Putting everything else aside, I am your junior aunt, your elder. How can you treat your elder like this?"

Fujino: "You're not even fit to be an animal."

Belmode: "..."

Fujino felt much better when he saw the old lady's stiff expression and twitching eyebrows: "The BOSS gives you a mission, and you ask me to go and help you gather intelligence and solve problems. If the BOSS asks about it and I can't make it up, and they find out, then I'll be exposed."

"And also, that little guy you care about the most, if he has the deductive ability, he'll definitely notice something, right?"

"Auntie, you don't want my identity as a high school detective to be exposed, do you?"

Belmode: "..."

Why do I always feel threatened?
No, he threatened to expose his identity to me?
What was he thinking?
But on second thought, Vermouth did indeed feel that it was a little inappropriate.

The boss assigned her this task simply because he didn't have any capable people under his command.

After all, it's common knowledge that the people at the distillery are basically a bunch of brainless brutes. They're capable of killing people, but when it comes to using their brains, they're just a bunch of idiots.

As for the smarter ones, they're all long gone, or killed by traitors.

People like Gin, Vodka, and Chianti are among the few capable executives; most of them have lived for so many years and are long gone.

The only people who can get things done, besides traitors, are probably the real liquor from the distillery.

Unfortunately, there's very little real liquor.

Normally, Vermouth's missions are to deal with those despicable traitors who betrayed the organization, or to gather intelligence. These kinds of missions are usually handled by Gin.

Unfortunately, Gin hasn't recovered from the sword wound Fujino gave him, so we had to settle for giving it to her instead.

With no available talent in Japan, she was given free rein to handle this task, and even assigned Ireland to assist her.

However, she did not want anyone else to get involved in this matter.

After all, she has her beloved little brother, Fujino-kun. As a consultant to the Metropolitan Police Department, he is definitely involved in cases, and with his abilities, handling this matter would probably be a piece of cake for him.

On the side, I can also sell a list to boost this little brother's popularity.

She could lie down comfortably, drink wine, and take a bath while completing this task.

She always felt that the tasks assigned by the organization were somewhat mentally exhausting...

Now I just have a little brother to help me out.

Tired?

The task given by this BOSS is way too easy!

However, she did think that what Fujino said wasn't entirely unreasonable.

She's an old hand at making up lies; she can definitely fool people. There's no need to worry about anything like this, since it's just a task to destroy the list.

However, she thought about it again. Given the boy's cautious nature, if she investigated too closely and aroused suspicion, it would indeed reveal some clues.

Especially his godson.

His reasoning ability is like a ghost's; if he doesn't step in and take the blame, Fujino might actually become a suspect...

Vermouth's thoughts flashed through her mind, and in the end, she could only helplessly cross her arms and say, "What you said makes sense. In that case, I'll reluctantly go with you."

"Don't you want to reveal even the slightest clue?"

"There's just no way to deal with this cautious brat..."

Fujino: "..."

Why does this older woman give off a female auntie vibe?

However, when he heard that the old lady also had to do chores and that he wasn't the only one doing chores, he felt much more comfortable.

Suffering alone can be painful, but suffering together makes it less painful.

Feeling relieved and clear-headed, Fujino then asked the crucial question: "In that case, what is your specific plan?"

"what's the plan?"

"It's the intelligence you have, the current information about the case, and the progress from the police."

"I do not know."

"You do not know?"

"That's why I came to ask you. I was planning to have you gather some information."

Fujino: "..."

Fortunately, this awful old lady was dragged into it too.

He felt relieved once again.

Otherwise, he would have really been working for free for this awful old lady.

They have nothing, yet they still ask me for it and even expect me to handle it.

She didn't have to do anything, and in the end, she received the BOSS's reward beautifully.

This is just freeloading!

Fujino cursed under his breath, but didn't say much more, only saying, "Go and investigate the matter with the Metropolitan Police Department."

"I'll investigate?" Vermouth asked, somewhat reluctantly. "Aren't you afraid I'll get caught if I sneak into a place like the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Fujino retorted, "It would be a miracle if you got caught."

Vermouth waved her hand, clearly not wanting to get involved: "You can just ask around when the time comes, after all, you're the consultant."

“I’d be an animal if I didn’t.” Fujino revealed dead fish eyes. “I don’t usually go to the Metropolitan Police Department. It would be too conspicuous for me to suddenly go there to do nothing.”

Belmode: "..."

I initially thought he was criticizing me, but it turns out he's even criticizing himself...

That's fine.

Seeing that there was really no room for negotiation with Fujino in front of her, Vermouth couldn't say much more and could only sigh: "Alright, alright, I'll go to the Metropolitan Police Department and see where they've gotten to."

As she spoke, her tone gradually took on a quality that suggested the old patriarch of the demonic sect was being forced to perform under the imprisonment of a young, hypocritical righteous man: "Auntie, I originally thought that you, my little nephew, could help me out."

"It looks like I won't be able to rest for a while."

Fujino: "..."

You awful old auntie.

So you're deliberately trying to annoy me because you found this kind of thing disgusting, right?
Fujino smiled slightly: "Alright, alright, then I'll really trouble you, Junior Aunt."

Belmode: "...?"

This kid has finally agreed to call me "Master Aunt"?

Wait, why is he acting so rebellious? He's not bothered at all by being teased, and he doesn't look like he's given up on life anymore.

Damn it, are you immune yet?
But it's small... that's good, I'm a junior nun too.

Vermouth was quite unhappy that she hadn't managed to make things difficult for the little boy, but she was very happy to be called "Little Aunt" by him. Well, it just goes to show that some older women would be happy to be called "sister" by a child.

After all, age is a very important thing for women, especially as they get older.

Especially those older women who are not completely old but still retain their charm.

This is especially true for elderly women like Vermouth, who have lived for countless years.

After saying a few other things, the satisfied old lady left the park, intending to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to investigate.

Well, for a woman of a thousand faces like her, infiltrating the Metropolitan Police Department is actually a piece of cake.

Let alone the Metropolitan Police Department, if one wanted to, infiltrating the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or the Public Security Department of the Japanese National Police Agency, which are of similar caliber to intelligence organizations in other countries, would also be entirely possible.

It's just a hassle.

However, the cheerful old lady didn't find the trouble troublesome.

Just something convenient.

He's already calling me Little Aunt!
…………

After tricking the old lady into going to gather information, Fujino drove back home.

On the way, he pondered the plot of this theatrical version.

In his memory, the story should have started with a murder case. It's still uncertain how far the murder case has progressed, but it's certain that the initial plot hasn't reached him yet.

After all, if they had come, Conan and the main characters would probably have already been involved in the story by now.

As for this script...

Fujino thought for a moment and vaguely remembered that it was about finding a murderer, then discovering that the organization was also involved, followed by a series of twists and turns, and then it was discovered that Matsumoto Kiyonaga was an imposter. Finally, the climax was Ran's brave fight against Ireland, dodging bullets with her bare hands, Conan showing off like crazy, and Gin shooting at the Tokyo Tower, etc...

Okay, the intensity of the movie version is still insanely high.

Fortunately, he has now infiltrated the villains' side and captured the old lady Vermouth. He has also helped the old lady rise to power and temporarily dealt a heavy blow to Gin.

Right now in Tokyo, the head of the brewery is the old lady, who is also the person in charge of the Tokyo region. As the first henchman under the old lady's pink banner, I am naturally the second person in charge.

"Yeah, we're both really good."

Fujino thought about it and realized that he felt it wasn't a bad deal to infiltrate the organization.

If that old bastard Karasuma Renya really kicks the bucket one day, Vermouth will support him to take over and become the head of the brewery, while she herself becomes the second-in-command.

Then, by combining the power of Xiao Hongye's family, using the winery as a scapegoat to eliminate political enemies, perhaps becoming the Prime Minister of Japan wouldn't be out of the question.

We have connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

And then there's that temple.

He had heard that the temple and the winery seemed to have some kind of cooperative relationship, and it would be best if he could find out more information about it.

However, after thinking about it, Fujino felt it was unlikely.

His attitude towards the old lady was still unclear; he couldn't figure out what she wanted to do to the winery.

The older woman hid it very well and never gave herself away.

The other party is nothing but a traitor, and is even now frantically trying to gain power and other such things.

It's really hard to guess what kind of big business a winery will be in.

As for having that old lady Vermouth accompany him...

It was indeed to take the blame.

Although he felt he could fool Conan and prevent the kid from suspecting him...

But think about that kid's bizarre, abstract reasoning logic as the chosen one.

What if it's deduced through some outrageous abstract method...?

Revealing one's true identity is really not a good thing.

"Well, so you'll have to bear all the sins, old lady."

Fujino felt he was somewhat like a villain, and if he let out a couple of cackling laughs, he would look even more like one.

As for that list, Fujino actually cares about it quite a bit.

He was curious about who the undercover agents at the distillery were.

Curiosity is something you can't help.

Even if it's not of any use to me, I should still take a look and satisfy my curiosity.

With that thought in mind, Fujino drove home.

"You're back!"

As soon as Fujino returned to Snow King Ice City, Koyo came hopping over, greeting him like a little rabbit.

She wore a white knitted sweater that looked custom-made, which hugged her figure well. Her lower body was covered by wide-leg pants in a slightly off-white tone, which gave her a hazy beauty that seemed to reveal her breasts.

As for the little rabbit, it's not just a metaphor for its agile movements.

However, if we're going to use a metaphor, we should describe it as a big rabbit.

After all, she was a big, fleshy rabbit, and her hopping and wobbling movements made people feel an overwhelming sense of unease.

Calling it a little rabbit is really not appropriate.

"Well, I'm back."

Fujino responded, his mind filled with these thoughts, and he couldn't help but glance briefly at the red leaves that looked like a large rabbit.

He was a little curious whether Hongye, the rabbit, was in pain from hopping around like that.

After all, this big rabbit looked far too fat and plump, even a bit outrageous, and could easily become a great magician with the slightest movement.

If you want to restrain it, it must be very tight, right?
A rabbit that big would probably have a hard time standing up, let alone being held still. It would be absurd if it didn't get pulled down by gravity.

Although being dragged down by gravity would usually make girls feel a little embarrassed, it was normal for her. It would be strange if she wasn't affected by gravity.

After all, it's such a big rabbit.

"Hmm~" Daiko-yomi seemed to have noticed Fujino's gaze at this moment.

Seeing that he was staring at her like that, and when she looked down and couldn't see her toes being obscured, she knew what he was looking at...

He was actually looking at me!
Could it be that they've finally noticed and become interested?
Come to think of it, I had been watching them before, but never so blatantly!
Speaking of which, there seems to be something strange about his eyes...

"It seems those supplements really worked!"

Da Hongye thought that the reason Fujino was staring at her so openly was because of the effects of those supplements.

She was filled with the feeling that her evil scheme had succeeded.

She then took small steps forward, stood on tiptoe, and leaned closer, trying to press gently against him. Then she placed her small hand near Fujino's ear, breathed softly, and said suggestively:
"Could it be... that he's interested in me?"

"So shy..."

"But darling, it's still daytime, that won't work~"

As she spoke, a flush rose on her face: "But, darling, you can take me back to my apartment later."

Fujino: "Why would I take you back?"

Hongye: "Let me show you my rabbit. My rabbit is very big and can even do backflips."

(End of this chapter)