Conan's Unscientific Detective

[Detected that the host has completed the detective professional mission: (Car explosion case) Target 1]

[System task reward: 500,000 yen, 50 detective reputation points, and 1 all-professional point have been issued! ]

[Current balance: 836 million yen]

[Current detective reputation: 600|1500]

"I'm still a little short of the tenth consecutive draw..."

Fujino glanced at the system balance, stood up, moved his shoulders, stretched, and lay down on the sofa like Ge You.

After resting for a while, he stood up, took out a bottle of green tea from the refrigerator, walked to the window leisurely, and looked out of the window, "If I'm not mistaken, that Sakihara Megumi should be the second target..."

In fact, he had already suspected this since the system task was released.

It's just...

In the absence of evidence, he just turned a blind eye.

There's no point in talking too much.

Let this case end as a coincidence.

"Some truths are better left hidden in the dark than revealed to the world..."

After breathing in some fresh air, Fujino pulled the curtains.

After thinking for a while, he locked the door again and sat back down on the sofa.

Opening his personal space, Fujino fixed his eyes on the six pistols he currently held.

With a thought, the pistols were taken out and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

藤野目前拥有六把手枪，分别是M37、伯莱塔92F、两把M1911A1、格洛克G17、以及一把54式。

Four of these six pistols share one common feature.

That is once served in mold.

Moreover, on the surface of the firearm, there are traces left by the battle.

Pisk's words are easy to understand.

After all, the winery can even get a Black Hawk helicopter.

But if it's the underworld...

That's a bit outrageous.

But it’s not incomprehensible.

There are quite a few military bases here, so it makes sense that the gangsters have some American weapons.

"Arms smuggling?"

Fujino looked at the six pistols, murmured something, shook his head slightly, reached out for the Type 54 pistol and started playing with it.

As for arms smuggling and the like, let them smuggle if they want to, it has nothing to do with him.

Anyway, this is not his real homeland...

Looking at the Type 54 pistol in his hand, Fujino couldn't help but chuckle.

The Type 54 pistol is one of his favorite pistols.

It’s cheap, durable, and has a low failure rate. In his previous life, he had the good fortune to touch it... It’s a good gun.

The most eye-catching feature is the five-pointed star on the black bakelite. Therefore, the Type 54 is also called the Big Black Star.

The five-pointed star is hard to see in this place.

Familiar feeling.

Pull the sleeve.

Accompanied by a crisp "kata" sound.

Fujino felt like his boyish heart was about to melt.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"coming."

Fujino hurriedly put away his pistol and responded.

When I opened the door, I saw a big loli wearing a gray dress and a white apron standing in front of the door.

"Fujino, dinner is ready."

Haibara Ai looked up at Fujino, her tone calm with a hint of softness.

…………

"This is too much... He actually wanted to kill his own wife to defraud insurance money or something."

At the dining table, Miyano Akemi spoke indignantly after listening to Fujino's explanation of the case.

"But this is all thanks to our great detective, isn't it?"

Huihara Ai said, turning to look at Fujino: "Otherwise, she will probably be kept in the dark for the rest of her life."

"Uh-huh."

Miyano Akemi nodded in agreement and also turned her gaze to Fujino: "Thanks to Fujino-kun."

"Ahem, great detective or something... Let's eat first."

Fujino felt a little awkward for a moment, silently picked up a piece of Kung Pao Chicken and put it in his mouth, and changed the subject: "By the way, Ai, when did you learn to cook Chinese food?"

"Just recently, I noticed that you prefer Chinese food, so I took some time to learn some."

As she spoke, there was a hint of expectation in Huiyuan Ai's eyes: "So, what do you think...how does it taste?"

"The taste?"

Fujino thought for a moment and unconsciously entered comment mode: "It might be better if the taste was stronger. In fact, it's not just the taste, but the cooking method, in my opinion, still has some problems."

Huiyuan Ai lowered her head: "Is that so..."

Fujino was dazed and felt vaguely lost.

After a pause, he continued, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with Xiao Ai's cooking skills, it's just that the recipe is not authentic. I will cook dinner tomorrow and you can just learn from me."

"Yes, Ai is very talented at cooking."

Miyano Akemi scratched her head and agreed, "I am nothing like that. I can turn the kitchen into a fire scene just by cooking."

"Ah."

Haibara Ai nodded slightly, with a faint smile on her lips.

…………

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.

These days, his life is quite fulfilling.

He gets up in the morning and puts on a hundred-pound weight for morning exercise, then sends Haibara Ai to school. After school, he goes to Konoha Kendo Gym to train. In the evening, he teaches Haibara Ai how to cook, and then goes out to rob the evil and help the poor, while also racing to gain some experience.

It’s a pity that there haven’t been any murders.

The commission did include a commission to find a mistress.

Earned 600,000 yen and 60 points of detective reputation.

The balance reached 896 million yen, and the reputation was 660 points.

At night, in the Fujino family kitchen.

"For braised pork, you should mainly choose front and back legs, add appropriate amounts of salt, pepper, cooking wine, and a drop of sesame oil... then coat them with potato flour..."

Fujino was wrapped in a white apron, busy with her work while explaining every step to Haibara Ai.

Thanks to the knowledge of home cooking in his mind, his speech went quite smoothly.

“Why add a drop of sesame oil?”

Haibara Ai stood aside and asked in a low voice.

She held a small notebook in her hand and watched attentively, writing down every step of Fujino.

“This drop of scented oil may seem insignificant, but this step is very important.”

Fujino patiently explained: "The main function of sesame oil is to enhance the fragrance and remove the fishy smell. If you don't add it, there won't be much of a problem, but the taste will be much worse."

"Ah."

Haibara Ai nodded and filled in a few notes in the small notebook.

"Beep bell bell!"

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang in my pocket.

Fujino lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

It's all potato starch.

Helplessly, he could only tell Huiyuan Ai who was standing beside him, "Xiao Ai, can you help me see who is calling? The phone is in my left pocket."

"In your left pocket?"

Huihara Ai walked forward, stood on tiptoe and took out the phone from Fujino's trouser pocket under her apron, took a look, and said, "It's an unfamiliar number."

Then he pressed the answer button, stood on tiptoe, and handed the phone to Fujino's ear.

Fujino squatted down to cooperate, and Xiaolan's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Fujino-senpai! Sonoko was kidnapped by a stranger!"

"Sonoko was kidnapped?"

Fujino frowned when he heard the sound, and comforted him: "Xiaolan, don't panic, explain clearly what's going on."

"Is such that."

Xiaolan on the other end of the phone took a deep breath, calmed down, and explained: "Today, Yuanzi and I went out shopping and met an old man on the bus, but the old man disappeared in a blink of an eye... There was an extra floppy disk in my bag... Then, in order to investigate the old man, Yuanzi and I just came to the bus stop and learned that the old man was kidnapped by a man wearing sunglasses... Then Yuanzi was captured by the man wearing sunglasses."

"I wanted to contact my dad, but he was drunk and couldn't hear me."

"So that's it."

Fujino thought for a second, then asked, "Where are you now?"

"The business headquarters of Ping An Bus Station."

"I'll be there right away."

Fujino hung up the phone and immediately went to the sink next to him to rinse off the potato flour on his hands. He said to Huihara Ai, "Xiao Ai, I have to go out for a while. Let's stay here for tonight."

"You're going out so late..."

Ai Huihara looked at Fujino's hurried figure and asked curiously, "Did something happen?"

"Well, there are some urgent matters."

While washing his hands, Fujino said in a deep voice: "Sonoko has been kidnapped. I have to go there."

"Garden..."

Huiyuan Ai thought for a moment and said, "Is it the girl with the big forehead?"

"Forehead……"

Fujino paused while washing his hands, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, it's her."

…………

Fujino quickly changed into a bulletproof suit, carried a wooden sword on his back, and rode his motorcycle out of the underground garage.

"be careful."

Haibara Ai stood in front of the window and shouted to Fujino who was driving downstairs.

"I see."

Fujino waved, then put on his helmet and stepped on the accelerator.

The taillights of the motorcycle turned into a red line and disappeared on the Gochome Highway in the dark night.