Conan's Unscientific Detective

A boot...

Fujino: “…………”

He thought that catching boots while fishing was just a rumor, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"It's lucky, I guess."

Fujino silently put his boots aside.

He doesn't believe that he can't catch a fish?

After a while, the fishing rod responded again.

Fujino was extremely excited and pulled the fishing rod hard!

Another boot.

Still the same as before...

The two make a pair.

Blanch!

"boots?"

Uncle Maori on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Conan also came over to join in the fun, saying, "Fujiano Pigeon is really amazing, he can even catch something like a boot!"

Fujino: "..."

He stood up silently, subconsciously wanting to throw Conan into the river.

Let's see if a river god will come out and say, "Smart and handsome young man, is it this Gold Conan or Silver Conan that you have killed?"

That scene must be exciting.

But after thinking about it, he gave up, threw it next to Xiaolan, and continued fishing!

…………

After one hour.

Fujino looked at the helmet, boots, discarded tires, 20,000 yen, and a cute little turtle beside him. He supported his chin with both hands, his eyes dull and he fell into deep thought.

"well?!?"

Xiaolan came over and smiled at the little turtle floating in the water: "Fujian Senior actually caught a turtle? How cute!"

"cute?"

Fujino glanced at his little turtle.

It's really cute.

He remembered that the little girl at home seemed to like animals very much, so the little turtle should also be within the scope of animals, right?

No, what the hell is that cute little turtle?

But if you think about it carefully, it can actually be considered as catching some aquatic creatures.

Well, no air force!

If you can’t catch any fish, it must be a problem with the fishing rod!

"..."

There was still nothing in Kogoro Mouri's bucket.

Air Force.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 262 Let’s all explode before the school festival!

Chapter 262 Before the School Festival: Let’s Explode!

"hateful!"

Maori Kogoro angrily threw the fishing rod and said, "I can't even catch a boot! You are bullying me too much!"

Fujino silently reminded: "It seems that the fishing rod is damaged and you need to pay 30,000 yen."

"what?"

Maori Kogoro was stunned, "Brother Fujino, did you mean thirty thousand dollars?"

"Ah."

Fujino nodded and said, "I saw it when I was looking at the price list before."

Maori Kogoro looked down at the fishing rod that he had broken in anger: "…………"

In the end, Uncle Maori still paid the other party 30,000 yen in compensation.

Not only did we lose the air force, but we also lost thirty thousand dollars.

It was a lonely fish!

When we were driving back to Tokyo, he was still yelling that it must be a problem with the fishing rod and that he would bring his own fishing rod next time.

…………

in the afternoon.

After getting off the bus, Fujino was not in a hurry to go home.

He took the little turtle to several pet stores and found a sick bamboo rat. He also went to a nearby pharmacy to buy a scalpel and some medical equipment to replenish his medicine cabinet before returning home.

"I am back."

Fujino pushed open the door of the bedroom on the third floor.

"You're back."

Haibara Ai was slacking off watching TV. When she heard Fujino's voice, she greeted him and walked over.

"Xiao Ai, you are home alone. Where is Sister Ming Mei?"

Fujino looked around and said, "When I came up from downstairs just now, I didn't think I saw any shops open."

"She went to get some stock."

Huiyuan Ai explained, then looked at the small turtle in Fujino's hand, which was not even as big as a palm, and asked in confusion: "Where did such a small turtle come from?"

"I happened to go fishing in Shizuoka today..."

Fujino thought about it, but in the end, he didn't tell anyone about the embarrassing things he had caught, such as boots, tires, and Japanese yen. He changed the subject and said, "By the way, Xiao Ai, do you want to raise it?"

"pet……"

Huihara Ai thought about it and nodded, "As for the little turtle, it's also very cute."

…………

Meanwhile, in a bar somewhere in Tokyo.

Gin, dressed in black, whispered to Vodka beside him, "Have you found out who attacked our organization's base, planted bombs on the organization's vehicles, and threatened us?"

"The other party did it very secretly, but I still found out some things."

Vodka sat aside, leaning his hands on the bar. "That is an organization that uses animal names as code names. They are the ones who took action against us this time... As for all the actions, they should be done by a person named [SNAKE]."

"Snake?"

Gin's movement to pick up the wine glass paused.

His mind recalled the woman wearing a fox mask who kept teasing him.

Damn it!

Disturbed by the painful scene, Gin recalled that Vermouth seemed to have mentioned this organization last time.

It seems that the woman must have some clues.

However, since coming to Neon, there has been no news from her, and it is not appropriate for him to take the initiative to look for her now.

Even if Gin starved to death, jumped off from here, or was blown to death, he would never go to find that woman!

Gin's heart was firm, and he asked Vodka beside him, "Have you found the base of those guys now?"

"not yet."

Vodka shook his head regretfully. "The other party is also quite powerful. We cannot be sure where they will appear for the time being, but we can still find their peripheral members."

"Then interrogate their peripheral members."

Gin's face was grim: "After we find them, we'll first collect the debts they owe us... and kill them if we see any."

Not only did he steal that woman, but he also killed the people he wanted to kill, and even dared to bomb him, and there was a possibility that he would cooperate with that man.

Do you really think that Gin is a soft persimmon?

…………

That night, in the bathroom of Fujino's bedroom on the fourth floor.

Fujino placed a piece of gauze on the folding table and changed into a white coat.

Then he took out the Poké Ball and released the bamboo rat he had bought during the day onto the gauze.

"Squeak!"

The bamboo rat let out mournful cries.

It struggled to crawl forward, dragging its hind legs, with its two legs hanging down behind it.

Fujino took out a tranquilizer dart and stabbed it in the butt.

As the anesthetic effect took effect, the bamboo rat became motionless.

Of course, he wasn't the one who got beaten.

When I bought it, the manager of the pet store told me that this bamboo rat was imported from Vietnam and had severe enteritis because it could not adapt to the environment.

Even with medication, there is no cure and the only option is [intestinal necrectomy]. But it is not worth it to ask a doctor for a bamboo rat.

So it was just left in the store to die, and therefore, the price it was sold to Fujino was very cheap, only one thousand yen.

Isn’t this a professional counterpart?

Fujino had just acquired the knowledge to perform surgery, and there happened to be intestinal resection.

The anesthetic dart is very effective. Once you fall asleep, you won’t be able to wake up for a while. Your nerves are also paralyzed, which can reduce a certain amount of bleeding.

It's a good time to practice.

Fujino took out the medicine box, took out some saline solution, soaked the gauze, took out a scalpel and tweezers, and cut open the bamboo rat's belly.

With the help of Eagle Vision, he quickly found the necrotic intestine.

He took out the hemostatic forceps, clamped the two sections of the intestine to be cut off, put a small piece of gauze under the intestine, and cut the intestine with the knife. Some sticky fluid flowed onto the small gauze.

Then he aligned the two sections of intestine, brought them together, and then took out the fine needle and thread and sewed them together.

That's it.

Fujino gathered all the items, took out the Poké Ball, and put it inside.

It is difficult for one person to perform this kind of surgery.

Not to mention the bamboo rat.

To be honest, he still wasn't very sure.

As for whether you can survive, it depends on luck.

…………

The next day was Monday, a school day as usual.

The timeline has returned to normal after a long time.

Fujino washed up early in the morning, went out, and drove Haibara Ai to school.

"Ah wu..."