Conan's Unscientific Detective

Mitsuhiko nodded and agreed, "But those people are really too much. Sister Tianming, you regard them as friends and have done so much for them..."

"That's right, it's really bad!"

Yuantai on the side was filled with indignation: "They actually did this to their friends."

"It should be said that they never really regarded her as a friend from the beginning."

At this time, Hui Yuan Ai suddenly raised his eyes and said: "It's the same as a vending machine. After you put money in, you can temporarily quench your thirst, but if you don't put money in, nothing will come out. After all, human feelings are not It can be measured in money.”

"Of course I know."

Tenjo Haruka chuckled and paused. She then looked at Huihara Ai and asked in confusion, "But speaking of which, little sister, are you Mr. Fujino's sister?"

Huiyuan Ai was stunned: "Sister?"

"sorrow……"

Ayumi suddenly smiled and wanted to say something, but hesitated and did not say anything.

"It doesn't matter, you can just call me by my name."

Haiyuan Ai looked at the hesitant Ayumi and knew something.

She actually thought the little girl's concern was quite cute.

So he looked at her and raised a smile: "You must have always wanted to call me that before, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Ayumi was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on her face: "I know Ai-chan!"

"Then let's..."

"Da sister!"

Hui Yuan Ai crossed his arms and said, "You can't."

Yuantai: "..."

Mitsuhiko: "..."

Discrimination, you are discriminating!

"Sister Heaven, you guessed wrong!"

Ayumi didn't pay too much attention, and continued what she just said: "Ai-chan is not Brother Fujino's sister!"

"Is that so? I thought she was my sister..."

Tendo Qinghua lowered her eyes and said: "After all, Mr. Fujino has said the same thing to me before, using a vending machine as an example. They are exactly the same."

Haibara Ai:"???"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Conan on the side elbowed Haibara Ai and teased in a low voice: "You really have a tacit understanding, Ai-chan?"

"..."

Haihara Ai glanced at Conan with murderous eyes: "Do you still want the antidote?"

"I want it!"

Conan suddenly started to sweat profusely. He immediately stood up and ran away. Then he changed the topic with a sweet voice and said, "But speaking of it, Sister Xiaolan and Sister Yuanzi are also like this!"

"Sister Xiaolan was once frustrated because she couldn't go on a trip with Sister Yuanzi, but even then, she never thought about borrowing money from Sister Yuanzi, because she said that she and Sister Yuanzi are lifelong good friends, absolutely. It’s not something that can be measured with money!”

"Well, actually I understand this now."

Tendo Qinghua nodded: "But thanks to Mr. Fujino, I was overwhelmed by anger before. Thanks to him for discovering my true identity before I started killing people, and for realizing that several of them had also seen It was revealed that I was not a rich man, and then he stopped me. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would have done something irreversible.”

"So that's what it meant..."

Hearing this, Hui Yuan Ai narrowed his eyes and murmured.

I finally understood what Fujino meant by rescuing the lost girl.

Thinking of this, she looked at the back of Fujino driving and slightly tilted her mouth.

If I had said it earlier, then it would be nothing if she, the little cook, felt aggrieved.

"Are you feeling particularly proud?"

Conan, who came over at some point, took out a handful of melon seeds and cracked them with a smile: "This guy Fujino stopped a murder or something."

Haibara Ai:"……"

It looked like Conan was having a hard time in front of him.

Xiao Ai's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

Suddenly I wanted to throw this annoying guy out of the car window.

But then she thought of another way to get revenge.

Then with an unconcerned look, he crossed his arms and said calmly: "Well...compared to someone else, he is indeed better. After all, a certain high school detective who has been missing for a long time doesn't even have any clues. I found out that a murder case has been solved and prevented. "

Conan: "..."

Zhuo, don’t use the Fujino sword to kill me!

(End of this chapter)

652. Chapter 646: A -year-old office worker is afraid of working overtime!

Chapter 646: A twenty-eight-year-old social worker is afraid of working overtime!

After being reminded by Haibara Ai, Conan finally realized that Fujino, the old silver coin, did something very outrageous again without anyone noticing.

After a brief contact, he found out the identity of the other party's fake daughter. He was also convinced that the other party would definitely kill people because of this, and he went up to talk to the other party to give up killing people.

This set of operations was already completed when he just realized something was wrong.

Conan was actually a little confused as to why Fujino was getting more and more outrageous.

If he had solved the case before, he would still be able to pick up the ideas.

That is to say, they think that the other party is just more lucky, has more accurate intuition, and has better reasoning ability.

But now this is completely beyond his cognitive scope.

Every step was so outrageous that he had no idea of ​​analysis.

Conan looked strange and looked up at Fujino's back.

Thinking back to Fujino when they first met, Conan suddenly realized that Fujino had grown into a stronger detective than him in a short period of time.

So much so that it has reached the point where it can reduce the dimensionality and attack him.

How long has it been... this guy Fujino is outrageous!

I'm afraid it's cheating, right?

…………

In the morning, the group returned to Tokyo.

After sending the little ones home, Fujino also helped return the car to the car rental agency, and then gave Tendo Seuka a business card.

Naturally, Fujino couldn't let go of a college student like Tendo Haruka who was about to graduate, had relevant work experience, and even owed a lot of money.

As a conscientious entrepreneur, he feels that workers with such talents must develop their potential.

What is 996007? The blessings must be full.

As for Dr. Ali, who has never appeared...

It can only be said that while everyone was drinking Coke and singing songs in the car, the little old man followed the car behind the station wagon alone in a Beetle.

Fujino's cars are insured by the Suzuki Zaibatsu's FamilyMart vehicle insurance service. The Suzuki Zaibatsu will insure the scrapped motorcycles. Of course, there is also a tow truck service, but it is only for his cars.

So I can only worry about Dr. Ali's luggage when I go back.

Dr. Ari: Listen to me and thank you...

…………

The weather in Tokyo is getting cooler in November. Even though I could wear a short-sleeved shirt yesterday when I was camping, I had to wrap up in thick clothes when I came back.

The time and seasons in Ke Xue's world are like a joke.

You can never guess what secret is hidden behind the joke.

Today was the 7th. Fujino put a red knitted sweater on Xiao Ai and took her to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Just at noon, he received a call from Sato Miwako.

When the case of parade bombing and post office robbery that occurred a few days ago was handed over to the prosecutor's office, some materials were missing.

He was told to take a few small ones with him to the crime scene for on-site verification.

So, having just returned from camping, he went to the Metropolitan Police Department with the Young Detective Team and Dr. Agasa.

Even in the afternoon, the Metropolitan Police Department was still busy. Police officers passed by the corridor from time to time, but the busiest ones were the police from the Criminal Division.

After all, in Ke Xue World, the incidence of homicides is too high.

Not only rice flower, but also many murders occur every day in the entire neon area, and are quickly solved by detectives.

In terms of scope, it should be said that the entire neon is rice krispies, and rice krispies is the entire neon.

It's just that the crime rate in Mihua, a sinful city, is far ahead in the entire neon area.

"Fujino, I'm really troubling you, bring them here with you."

Miwako Sato came out of the office of the Investigation Section 1 of the Criminal Department and met Fujino who came with several puppies.

"Nothing, just cooperate with the case."

Fujino stepped forward, "So, when do we leave?"

"Let's go now and try to finish it quickly,"

Sato Miwako took out her cell phone and took a look at it. She murmured like a social worker who just got off work: "After all, I finally got a day off today, so I don't have to work overtime. I still have a day off tomorrow, so finish it early and rest early!"

"So that's it."

Fujino couldn't help but laugh dryly: "That's really hard work."

"After all, it's work..."

Sato Miwako sighed like a social uncle.

She, Sato, is a twenty-eight-year-old social worker who is afraid of working overtime!

"Miwako!"

At this time, a brisk voice came.

Miyamoto Yumi came up from behind Sato Miwako, took a look, and looked at Fujino: "There is also consultant Fujino too!"

"Well, the prosecutor said there was some information to be supplemented about the case a few days ago."

Sato Miwako turned around and responded: "Fujino and I are going to the scene where the bomb was found before to do on-site verification. After all, the prosecutor's office thinks there is something wrong with bomb disposal, and the details of the case need to be supplemented, so we need to make an on-site transcript." Explain in detail."

"That's really troublesome, those people from the prosecutor's office..."

Miyamoto Yumi scratched her head: "Then do you still have time tonight?"

"If you have time, you still have time. After all, it's just an on-site verification."

Sato Miwako hesitated for a moment and then asked: "But speaking of Yumi, what time are we going to KTV to sing tonight?"

"Nine p.m!"

Miyamoto Yumi was speechless for a moment, "Didn't I send you a text message to tell you about this? Didn't you delete it directly after you read it?"

"Sorry sorry!"

Sato Miwako smiled coquettishly when she was told, "I just think that if you don't delete it after reading it, your phone will be filled with all kinds of messages, and important messages will be deleted accidentally."

"That's it..."

Miyamoto Yumi smiled playfully, leaned in front of her, and teased like a resentful little daughter-in-law: "Then my news is not important?"

"No such thing!"