Conan's Unscientific Detective

Fujino took the kids to the hospital to see Dr. Agasa, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he sent all the kids home.

It is New Year, schools are closed, the kendo hall is also closed, and there will be no commissions coming to us.

So Fujino just strolled around Mika and had a good rest for the whole afternoon.

At night, just after returning home, Fujino heard a system notification sound:

[Detective career mission detected: (56,000 people) has been completed]

[System task reward: 1 million yen, 100 points of detective professional reputation have been issued]

[Current balance: 786 million yen]

[Current detective reputation: 550|1500]

"Seven million eight hundred and sixty thousand yen? If we do one or two more orders, we should be able to continue the lottery."

Fujino casually closed the system interface.

There was no plan to spend the balance of nearly 8 million yen.

His strength is still acceptable now.

It now costs 3 million yen to upgrade the Fighting and Swordsman professions once.

Even with the student discount, it would still cost more than 5 million yen.

Some of it is not appropriate.

He plans to save some more money and then have a lottery.

…………

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

January 1st, the beginning of the new year, quickly jumped to a Saturday in June.

Early in the morning, Fujino had just returned home from morning exercise and was about to eat when he received a call from Mumu Shisan.

"Inspector Megure, you called me so early, has a murder happened?"

Fujino, who had just returned home from exercise, picked up the phone and asked the other end.

Megure Jusan was stunned by Fujino's move that turned the tables.

After a moment, he slowly said, "There is no murder case. In fact, your bulletproof vest has been approved, Brother Fujino."

"what's the result?"

Fujino picked up the towel and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"The review given by the higher-ups has passed..."

As soon as Megure Jusan finished speaking, a noise arose around them.

The call was not disconnected.

After a moment, he continued to Fujino: "Let's not talk about it for now, brother Fujino. I'm busy handling a bank robbery case here. If you want a bulletproof vest, you can go to the Metropolitan Police Department to get it. I'll hang up now."

"Bank robbery..."

Fujino hung up the phone and was speechless.

Just two days ago, there was a random shooting and killing at the stadium, and then two days later there was a bank robbery.

You are worthy of being called the Rice Flower Market, a city rich in local specialties.

…………

After breakfast, Fujino drove to the Metropolitan Police Department and took away the bulletproof vest.

It was the same style he used that day.

Judging from the label on the bulletproof vest, it should be very new.

I guess it was some goods that had just arrived from the police logistics department, and they were given to him.

Fujino put on a bulletproof vest and drove home.

On the way home, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the weights in the display window of a sporting goods store on the street.

Inside a sports equipment store.

The sturdy man, who was 1.75 meters tall, took out a complete set of weight-bearing suits and handed them to Fujino: "My customer, this is the best weight-bearing suit in our store."

"Is this it?"

Fujino took the weight suit and took a look at it.

The entire weight-bearing suit consists of five pieces, two leg suits, two arm suits, and a vest suit.

Fujino weighed it a few times and curled his lips: "It feels a little bit not heavy enough."

"Isn't it enough?"

The boss exclaimed in surprise, looked at Fujino, and continued, "The suit in your hand is an expandable suit. It only has 20 pounds of weight in total. If you think it's not enough, you can add more."

"How heavy can this vest be?"

Fujino asked with his head covered.

"The heaviest?"

The boss frowned, obviously stumped by the question.

After all, no one has ever complained that this thing is not heavy enough.

After a pause, he began to calculate: "A standard weight is two pounds. There are a total of ten weights installed on this body. If it is fully loaded, it will probably reach 80 pounds. If the forearm is installed, it will be 100 pounds."

He raised his head and looked at Fujino, and continued: "But little brother, with your physique, I think you can get a ten- or twenty-pound one."

"My small body?"

Fujino looked down at his body, then raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Add it to 100 pounds for me."

"That's what you said."

The boss shook his head, obviously not believing that Fujino could move around wearing a hundred pounds of weights.

Forget it, it’s money anyway, so it’s good to let the other party suffer a little.

Soon, he panted in two batches and took out many weight-bearing blocks from the warehouse and put them into the weight-bearing suit.

Fujino immediately changed to a hundred-pound weight.

In an instant, a pressure came from all over his body, making Fujino feel a little uncomfortable.

"Little brother, don't hold on."

The boss panicked when he saw Fujino immediately change the weight.

If things go wrong, it might even crush someone to death.

"fine."

Fujino stood up, took a deep breath, and adjusted his body shape.

Then he jumped up and landed on his feet very steadily.

Sports store owner: “…”

Fujino: "How much?"

"Fifty thousand yen in total."

Fujino handed 50,000 yen to the boss and got 5,500 yen in change.

Then, he left the store and walked slowly towards his car while his boss looked at him like a monster.

"Fujino-senpai?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Xiaolan?"

Fujino turned around and saw Xiaolan.

At this time, Xiaolan was wearing an orange vest, a brown skirt, and the white jacket that she had last seen in Osaka, and was waving at him.

Beside her were Conan and Kogoro Mouri.

Okay...

If you go out to get a bulletproof vest or buy a weight, you will run into the three-man gang.

It looks like he had a much better weekend.

…………

After a simple greeting, Fujino learned the purpose of the trip of these three living devils.

He originally came to the bank to deposit money, but Uncle Maori recalled the days when he worked as a tutor for three consecutive years.

Then these three people planned to cause trouble...

No, I was going to see that former student.

In short, it is [Old-time tenderness between tutor and female student·avi].

Xiaolan asked Fujino, "Speaking of which, Fujino-senpai, are you here to deposit money as well?"

"That's not true."

Fujino smiled and said, "I just went to the Metropolitan Police Department to pick up the bulletproof vest I requested a few days ago, and bought a weight as well. I was just about to go home when I met you guys."

After a pause, he suggested, "By the way, I don't have anything to do anyway, why don't we take you there?"

"This won't be a problem..."

But before Xiaolan could say anything, Maori Kogoro interrupted her and said, "In that case, I'll trouble you, Brother Fujino!"

"Dad..."

Xiaolan's cheeks moved slightly, and in the end she could only bow slightly towards Fujino without being rude: "Sorry to trouble you, Fujino-senpai."

As for why Fujino wanted to give them a ride.

It's not out of good intentions.

I just want to see if I can come across a murder case and trigger the system task.

After all, the Mihua trio traveled together, and if no murder happened, it would be unworthy of their title of Mihua's living devil.

…………

On a Ford Taurus.

“I really miss it!”

Maori Kogoro looked at the scenery outside the car window and couldn't help but sigh: "Although we are all in Beihua City, if you don't come here on weekdays, you can't see any changes at all."

"By the way, Dad."

Xiaolan, sitting in the back row, asked suspiciously, "Have you really never met your student since then?"

At the same time, she glanced at Kogoro Mori with a gloomy look, and in her heart she broke into a cold sweat for her mother.

"Yes, her name is Xiaohui, and her father is a lawyer."

Maori Kogoro paused and said with some nostalgia, "I still remember that after every tutoring session, he would treat me to a big glass of ice-cold beer at their home."

Conan was speechless for a while after hearing this.

That's why you taught there for three years...

"Drip!"

At this moment, Fujino suddenly braked suddenly, and then a horn sounded suddenly from the front of the car.

Maori Kogoro bumped into Fujino's desk and chair, raised his head, covered his blue forehead and asked Fujino: "Brother Fujino, why did you brake so suddenly?"

"There was a red car in front of us, and it was driving very fast. If I hadn't reacted in time, we would have collided."

As he spoke, Fujino turned his gaze towards the red car blocking the Ford Taurus.

The driver was a square-faced man with messy hair and sunglasses. The license plate number was [Shinjuku·230·? ·13-1].

"How can it be repaired?"