Conan's Unscientific Detective

Although we didn't go skiing because we encountered robbers.

But the little ones were still very happy to get free juice.

After waiting for the sunset, Judy and Vermouth finished their statements and came out of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Fujino's relationship does not represent the relationship between the two of them.

Even if there is a relationship, it is just acquaintance, so the normal process is still inevitable.

"It seems that we can't go to the art museum today..."

Vermouth glanced at the setting sun in the distance, facing Aizawa Tomoaki's face, and spoke in a different tone.

"Alas, it's so rare to meet Dr. Shinde, but I actually encountered something like this."

Judy looked a little regretful, and acted like a mature older sister, "How about we make an appointment to go together someday?"

"forget it……"

Vermouth shook her head and looked at Judy, her eyes narrowed slightly: "After all, we all work in the same school. It would be bad if we were misunderstood by others by accident."

"right……"

Judy smacked her lips and said, "If I get caught, I might get expelled from school."

"That's what I mean."

Shinide Tomoaki smiled, then turned around and waved: "That's it, I'm going home first, see you when school starts!"

"Bye! Bye!"

Judy greeted warmly.

After Vermouth walked away, he narrowed his eyes, sighed, took out a phone from his pocket, and started chatting as he walked: "I'm out of the Metropolitan Police Department... There's no problem with my identity. I disguised myself as a teacher in Neon very well. The authorities didn't investigate too much, but just took a simple record... It seems that we have to choose the right time to act, Show."

…………

Night falls and the new patient leaves the hospital.

After a day of disguise, Vermouth returned to Shinchu Hospital and took off her disguise.

In the bathroom, Vermouth took off her shirt and untied her bra. (Is it really a bra?!)

As the white bandages were removed, the two huge monsters that had been bound for a day popped out with a bang.

Relieved, Vermouth took a deep breath and felt relaxed.

Every time she finished her disguise for the day, she would go to the bathroom and take a bubble bath to wash off the stinky sweat on her body...

Pretending is really tiring and boring.

"Crash!"

Vermouth was lying in the bathtub. The sound of running water could be heard and bubbles in the bathtub began to cover the water surface.

As the sound of running water reached her ears, she recalled the events of the day.

She was now certain that Kudo Shinichi was not dead. He might have taken the organization's medicine, become smaller, and lived in the little angel's home...

Well, in a way, it can be considered as living together, right?

Vermouth curled the corner of her mouth.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly thought of the high school detective during the day.

All she knew about Fujino were superficial things.

She suspected that the guy had seen through Kudo Shinichi's identity...but she was actually not sure.

But judging from the situation, assuming that he is in the same camp as her, if that guy can be brought in to protect Kudo Shinichi, it will undoubtedly be a solid shield.

But it was just a thought, she would not do such a useless thing.

Retracting her thoughts, Vermouth folded her arms across her chest, mountains emerged on the white bubble water surface, she looked up at the ceiling of the bathroom, and a wave of thoughts came to her mind.

She had achieved one of her goals for coming to Neon this time, and the other was to get rid of that woman...

The organization now mainly believes that the woman is in the hands of that organization, but there is no tangible evidence and it cannot be directly proved, so her current goal is to find that woman.

According to the information she had, the woman had appeared in the hotel before, but was later rescued by a... woman wearing a fox mask?

As a smart person who has been in America for many years, she temporarily made certain assumptions about the other person's gender.

As for the white-robed Batman... he might be in the same group with that fox. Strictly speaking, she has only seen the man in white robe. The rest are just information she got from Gin. So she still has doubts about whether those two guys are from the Animal Organization. Today's incident, combined with the previous encounter with Pisk who was killed by that guy.

She had an idea that someone was interfering and trying to sow discord between the animal organization and their organization...

the other side.

"Ah Qiu!"

Fujino, who was sitting in the pub, suddenly sneezed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 334 Madam, there is something wrong with you!

"Isn't it possible that someone is talking about me again..."

Fujino pulled out a napkin from the side, wiped his non-existent snot, and complained in his heart.

"Brother Fujino, please keep warm."

Megure Jusan, who was sitting next to him, was wearing an old brown windbreaker. He turned sideways and said to Fujino, "The weather is getting colder recently. Remember to put on more clothes."

"The weather has been a bit unpredictable lately..."

Miwako Sato, who was sitting opposite, nodded in a white shirt and said, "Many people have caught a cold recently."

"Yes."

Megure Jusan nodded, but he cared more about Fujino.

In his impression, it seems that Brother Fujino has always worn this suit.

The previous ones could be thicker, but now they are a bit too thin visually. At most, it is like putting on an extra layer of thin windbreaker.

This brother is really a bit too frugal...

Are these the only two pieces of clothing?

Megure couldn't help but feel a little sour in his nose, as if he was thinking of an old father.

"I'm in pretty good shape, so I don't have a cold. My nose just itched a little bit."

Fujino smiled and just replied.

With his current physical condition, there is no chance of catching a cold.

Even riding a bear shirtless in the snow is not a big problem.

Looking up, Fujino glanced around.

This time the party was held in a private room of a izakaya. In addition to the Criminal Division, many police officers from other departments also came.

It is easy to distinguish, the one who is not drinking is the criminal police.

Anyone who is drunk is definitely not a criminal policeman.

Well, it's a simple truth.

After all, there are murders happening all the time in Mihua. If the detective gets drunk when he is not on leave, it will be troublesome to handle the case...

Even after get off work, you are not allowed to drink alcohol and you have to be able to return to the team at any time.

This is not a rule, but an unspoken rule of professional responsibility.

Anyway, all the people coming from the three departments have followed the rules carefully.

As for why people from other departments came, it can only be said that Yumi Miyamoto is not doing her job. If a good social gathering does not have a police officer like Juzo Megure who has a family and a career, it will become a social gathering.

There were quite a few people among them that Fujino knew.

For example, Yumi Miyamoto and her colleagues in the transportation department.

He remembered that these colleagues would also be killed by Qingshan the old thief in the future...

I can only say that being a policeman is still very risky. If he didn't have a system, he would have been sent it long ago.

"Officer Sato, you should also keep warm."

At this time, Shiratori, who was sitting opposite in a neat suit, immediately turned into a big bootlicker and started asking about his well-being.

"That's right, it will be troublesome if you catch a cold."

Takagi nodded and echoed.

It's just that his reaction speed is a bit slow, obviously worse than Shiratori's.

Just when the two dogs were about to compete for the spotlight, a loud noise suddenly came from the side.

"Aha!"

"boom!"

Miyamoto Yumi, who was sitting next to the long table, slammed her beer glass on the table, her cheeks flushed, and she roared in a resentful tone: "What 125, what Fujiwara Tofu Shop, all Nishi-inai!"

Miwako Sato twitched her ears when she heard that and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Yumi, you haven't caught those two guys yet?"

"It's not that we didn't catch him..."

Miyamoto Yumi stuck to Sato Miwako and said resentfully, "That guy hasn't shown up since he dumped me last time! Really, even if I want to catch him, he has to show up."

"Alright Yumi!"

The woman with a melon-shaped face and long black ponytail sitting at the same table, a traffic police officer named Yagi Shiori, patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's good that that guy didn't show up."

"But, Zizhi..."

Yumi Miyamoto was a little unwilling: "That guy is provoking us like this. If we don't revoke his driver's license and put him in the police station..."

"Even if we meet him, we can't catch him."

The fat woman with short brown hair and bangs is also a police officer from the Ministry of Transportation. She took a sip of beer and was a little dissatisfied: "I don't know if that guy's AE86 has been replaced with an F1 racing engine. He can exceed mph by just stepping on the accelerator. Our red panda can't keep up at all."

"Ugh……"

Sighing, Yumi Miyamoto complained: "Those old stubborn people are really something. Can't they lend us the highway patrol car?"

"It's no use."

Yagi Shiori said helplessly: "Those people treat those sports cars as treasures. We can't get them at all. Moreover, with the traffic conditions in Tokyo, even if the highway patrol car comes, it will be useless."

Miyamoto Yumi certainly understood the advice of her two colleagues, but she was still a little unhappy: "Really, if I catch that guy on the street, I will definitely teach him a lesson and let Miwako put him in jail!"

"Why did you have to catch him?"

Miwako Sato was speechless for a moment: "Besides speeding, has he committed any other serious crimes?"

"Well……"

Yumi Miyamoto was speechless for a moment, "It seems that the guy didn't do anything else except driving fast."

“I can’t do that.”

Miwako Sato smiled and said, "Unless that guy did something that violated the criminal law such as murder and kidnapping, otherwise, I can't do it."

"Miwako~"

With a coquettish sound, Yumi Miyamoto played the favor card: "A guy who drives fast like that must have killed someone before! We must investigate it thoroughly!"

"Good good..."

Nodding helplessly, Sato Miwako chose to follow the drunk Miyamoto Yumi.

After the drunken madness, I guess what happened today will be completely forgotten during tomorrow's mahjong game.

Fujino: "..."

As the one who was about to be beaten, the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly.

So does driving fast necessarily mean someone will die?

As an experienced driver, he has never killed anyone.

What thoughts...