The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Is the title of Chapter 1440 "Okinawa Nuryu Island"?
The Kyoto lords have a legitimate reason to discriminate against all outsiders, but they immediately become obedient when facing real Celestial Dragons.

Fujino felt that this was very Kyoto, very Tenryu.

It perfectly fits the image of a gentleman from a noble family.

Seeing that Ayanokouji Fumimaro was actually cooperating so well, Ooka Momiji found him much more agreeable.

So she said calmly, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Officer. It'll also be good for Fujino to take a look at this case for you..."

"After all, you said that Fujino could be of help."

"..."

Ayanokoji Fumimaro's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but he began to feel distressed inside.

I was just offering a few compliments, and you actually went along with it...

If I don't want to, wouldn't that be like slapping myself in the face?

However, looking at the young lady from the Ooka family in front of him, he couldn't say anything.

He could only awkwardly reply, "It's not an inconvenience, it's all for the sake of solving the case."

Hongye responded, then turned to look at Fujino and smiled, "I'll have to leave the rest to you."

"where."

Fujino looked at Ooka Momiji, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Hongye, she's really a clever little thing."

"When someone offers a few words of flattery, you immediately shift the blame onto them."

"That's really awful."

"But I like this mischievous feeling."

Fujino enjoys this feeling of luring others in to kill them, even if they dislike him, they can't do anything about it.

Ayanokouji Fumimaro felt helpless about this, but when he looked at the young lady of the Ooka family, he could only suppress the sense of helplessness in his heart and then agree to the matter.

"Inspector, that gentleman has arrived."

The police officer who came with Ayanokouji Fumimaro arrived at the lounge and greeted them.

Ayanokouji Fumimaro nodded without saying anything more, and then called Fujino to go with him.

He was a chubby man wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and stubble under his neck, giving off an unkempt vibe.

Ayanokoji Fumimaro spoke first: "Excuse me, are you Yaguchi Rokuro?"

"That's right, I am the eldest son, Lu Lang."

Rokuro Yaguchi responded and looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, asking, "My father, he..."

"It is with great regret that we learned your father has passed away."

"how so……"

After briefly informing him of his father's death, Ayanokouji Fumimaro didn't keep him in suspense and said, "Judging from the situation at the scene, your father was very likely murdered by someone who broke into his home."

"I wonder if you have any clues about this matter."

"I'm not entirely sure about this either, if you ask me right now."

"Is that so?"

After asking the question, Ayanokouji Fumimaro didn't say much more, and continued, "Then may I ask where you were at six o'clock this morning?"

“I was doing research in Okinawa at the time, but I came back this morning.” Yaguchi Rokuro answered directly: “I remember leaving the hotel at about 6:30, and by the time I got to Kyoto it was already past 10.”

"I have the plane tickets..."

"Can you show it to me?"

"Of course that's no problem."

"So what was the purpose of your trip to Okinawa to collect materials?"

"I'm directing a movie, after all, I am a director."

Fujino couldn't help but ask, "Is your movie serious?"

"Um, it's a low-budget film."

Is the movie titled "Okinawa Nurarihyon Island"?

"???"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro glanced at Fujino, who was rambling incoherently beside him, and didn't pay attention to the movie title. He simply took the plane ticket and then asked, "So, besides you, Mr. Yaguchi, do you have any other relatives?"

According to the household registration records, Mr. Yaguchi has three sons.

"Is Mr. Yaguchi the only one living here normally?"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro glanced around: "Normally speaking, I don't think he could manage a house like this by himself."

“That’s right, only my dad lives here.” Yaguchi Rokuro explained helplessly, “It’s strange, isn’t it? There were servants here half a year ago, but I don’t know what went wrong with the old man and he dismissed all of them.”

"The older I get, the less willing I am to spend money."

Listening to Yaguchi Rokuro's complaints, Conan suddenly asked, "So, where are those two now?"

Fujino glanced back at Conan.

Ayanokoji Fumimaro, of course, also noticed Conan.

But after thinking about it, I realized that I was in a somewhat helpless and frustrating situation.

Forget it, just do whatever you want.

Ayanokouji chose to simply give up.

"The two of them?" Yaguchi Rokuro looked at the suddenly appearing child, not surprised at all, but pondered, "One runs a seaside sports store in Fukui Prefecture, and the other runs a company. By the way, the one who runs the sports store is called Akihiko, he's the second son, and the guy who runs the company is called Kimio, he's the third son."

"They're pretty much like me, rarely home. Even if you asked me, I probably wouldn't get any information out of them."

"Moreover, the relationship between the two of them and the old man is exceptionally bad."

Upon hearing this, Ayanokoji Fumimaro pressed for an answer: "Why do you have a bad relationship?"

"It's all because of money!" Yaguchi Rokuro couldn't help but complain: "That second brother dyed his hair yellow and looked like a thug. On a whim, he asked the old man for a large sum of money to open a sporting goods store by the sea. In the end, the business was lukewarm, and he was always asking the old man for money."

"He got angry when they didn't give it to him in the end. If you ask me, he deserved it. He doesn't even know what kind of person he is."

Ayanokoji Fumimaro frowned slightly upon hearing this: "Then, what about the third son?"

"Him? He's not much either," Yaguchi Rokuro couldn't help but complain again. "He looks respectable, but he's pretty much the same. He runs a company but doesn't manage it well, and in the end, he still has to ask the old man for money."

Conan suddenly asked, "So, did Grandpa Yaguchi give him the money?"

"No, the old man also refused him."

"So that's why their relationship is so bad?"

"That's about it..."

Just as Conan was trying to get information out of Yaguchi Rokuro, Fujino chimed in, asking directly, "So, regarding your father's hunting rifle, do you know where it's usually kept?"

"Shotgun?"

Ayanokoji Fumimaro: "Your father was killed by a hunting rifle."

Faced with this undisguised fact, Yaguchi Rokuro was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment before answering, "Speaking of which, my dad does have a hunting rifle. Usually, it's kept in his room, and there's even a tripod for it in his room."

Upon hearing this, Ayanokouji pressed further, "So, the hunting rifle belongs to your father?"

Rokuro Yaguchi replied, "That's right, and besides, my father was registered."

Hearing this, Ayanokouji thought for a moment, then asked, "By the way, are you able to contact them now?" "I have their contact information..."

Emerging from the living room, Ayanokouji Fumimaro turned his gaze to Fujino and suddenly asked, "What did you see?"

"You've figured it out too, haven't you?"

Fujino looked at Ayanokoji Fumimaro and asked him directly.

In response, Ayanokoji Fumimaro calmly said, "The time of death was around six in the morning, but you heard the gunshot around ten o'clock. In other words, if it wasn't the murderer lying in wait here, then someone else came here."

"However, I still think there is a high probability that the killer stayed here, trying to open the safe, and eventually shot it."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Fujino and pondered his reasoning, saying, "And the shotgun, it's quite obvious, was brought here by the victim after hearing the sound when the murderer came over."

"This confirms that the murderer broke into the house, was discovered by the victim, and ultimately died due to some reason, possibly an accidental discharge of a firearm during an argument..."

Fujino: "..."

That startled me; I thought you had actually figured something out.

At this moment, Conan suddenly asked, "Hey, Inspector Ayanokoji, do you think those three brothers might be the murderers?"

"After all, you just asked them, didn't you..."

"It's just a routine inquiry." Ayanokouji Fumimaro glanced at Conan and explained calmly, "However, I do have some suspicions. It's not like this, where a son kills his father, hasn't happened before."

As he spoke, he glanced around and said, "This family looks very wealthy."

"As for the inheritance, there must be quite a lot of it. If the murder was for the inheritance, it is indeed very possible."

Conan listened to Ayanokoji Fumimaro's words and fell into deep thought. Although he was still speechless at the sight of the police officer with a mouse, his impression of him had improved a little.

At least they still have some brains.

Fujino listened to Ayanokoji's words and naturally understood what he meant. Although it was mostly useless nonsense, the idea was correct.

"To quickly inherit the estate, would you just kill your own father or something?"

"It's very realistic, and it's also very likely."

"Even killing one's own brother, or framing one's own brother for the murder, can result in a larger share of the inheritance."

Fujino wasn't surprised by this tactic, even though thinking about it that way seemed cold-blooded and ruthless, but it was the most likely scenario.

"Judging from the scene of the crime, Yaguchi Kuemon must have discovered that a thief had entered his house and picked up a shotgun, ready to teach the Beika people who wanted to rob him a lesson."

"However, there's something wrong with thinking that way."

"If the murderer acted spontaneously, then he should have been caught by Yaguchi Hisaemon before he even found the safe. The fact that he actually found the safe means that the murderer knew its location beforehand and came here."

"What happened next occurred after that point."

"In other words, the murderer was someone we knew, and someone who knew the location of the safe."

"This way, we can identify those three guys and the villa's servants."

Fujino thought this, and Conan naturally thought of the same thing. He blurted out, "But it's really strange..."

"If it was a burglary, how did the murderer determine the location of the safe?"

Then, Conan explained his reasoning.

Fujino glanced at Conan and sensed that the kid couldn't keep a secret.

So you're going to show your face whenever you have an idea, huh?

Don't you know that young people who show their talents will be instantly crushed by veterans like Deng?
Upon hearing this, Ayanokouji Fumimaro pondered for a moment, as if his mind had suddenly been enlightened, and he focused his suspicions on the three Yaguchi brothers and the former servant.

That's just how Conan is. He doesn't solve cases for any other reason than for the thrill and the enjoyment.

Fujino didn't have much to say about it, and just continued to ponder silently.

"The murderer entered here at six o'clock. At that time, Yaguchi Hisaemon came out with a gun and died in that room. Then at ten o'clock, a gunshot rang out."

"Yaguchi Hisaemon died at that time, so what was the purpose of the gunshot at ten o'clock?"

"Draw attention to the discovery of the body..."

"Judging from the style of the Detective Conan world, these three are actually quite likely to be the murderers..."

"If the two brothers pretended to be robbers or something, went to steal, and accidentally killed our father, that's a possibility. The eldest brother found out the truth and planned to get rid of them. It's also possible that the eldest brother was the one who killed him."

"After all, this boss is like a living example."

"However, the position where Yaguchi Hisaemon was lying at the time was really quite bizarre."

"The body showed no signs of struggle; it was shot right in the chest, but it's highly unlikely that someone could die in that spot without a struggle."

"Could it be suicide?"

As Fujino pondered this, he felt that this possibility could not be ruled out: "Judging from the current situation, Yaguchi Hisaemon should be out of money. Judging from what Yaguchi Rokuro said, the old man must have helped a lot in the past."

"Now that they're not helping anymore and are even dismissing the servants, the only possibility is that they don't have the money."

"A shocking suicide?"

"It's possible, but the probability seems low. Killing them and then framing them seems to fit the constitution of these rice flower babies in the world of Detective Conan more."

Fujino thought about it and felt that all of these possibilities were possible, and his mind was a little confused.

So he turned around and said to Fumimaro Ayanokouji, "Inspector Ayanokouji, I'm going to check out the crime scene."

Ayanokouji, of course, had no objection to this.

With the Ooka family's young lady standing behind you, what else is there to say?

Ayanokouji felt that her current attitude was so humble that she was practically begging to be this Tokyoite's dog.

Fujino: "..."

Kyoto-sama probably has some misunderstanding about what it means to be a dog.

Fujino wandered back to the crime scene.

The crime scene remains the same, and the forensic team is still investigating and collecting evidence.

The body has already been moved and sent for autopsy.

However, the scene remains unchanged.

Fujino squinted, and the world before him immediately turned gray.

Once Eagle Vision was activated, some light illuminated the scene.

It was nothing more than a few messy footprints, marks on the safe, and some evidence from the scene.

Overall, it's not very useful.

As he was looking around, his gaze was drawn to a light coming from the rooftop.

His gaze lingered on it only briefly before he took out his phone and sent a text message.

Conan, following behind Fujino, naturally witnessed Fujino's actions.

He frowned, sensing that Fujino was holding back something big.

"Could it be that you can get help from friends in this way?"

Conan remembers that Fujino has a hacker friend who always texts him for help when needed.

But how could his hacker friends possibly help with this case?
Could it be that we can ask them to help us access nearby surveillance footage?
But there aren't any surveillance cameras in Kyoto...

Even if they wanted to investigate, they should have confirmed the suspect's identity first.

Conan was thinking this, and for a moment he was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)