Conan's Unscientific Detective

You are just a police inspector and a detective, and you dare to arrest the rich young man in Tokyo?

This is just like the ancient times when the constables and knights joined forces and ran to the prime minister's house in the imperial city to capture the prime minister's son.

I miss peaches.

Simply outrageous.

Tsk, even novels don’t dare to write like this.

It’s not unreasonable why I can’t write novels, but Japan is not a place with freedom of speech.

In reality, if a novel dares to write about this kind of thing, it is equivalent to a serious violation of the general principle of not discussing state affairs. In the mildest case, the book will be banned, and in the most serious case, if there is any "slandering" of someone, the person will be put in jail directly.

Needless to say how serious it is.

To touch such an iron plate... you really don't fear death.

Fujino thought to himself, leaned back in the chair, and sighed: "Foreign Minister, this job is really hard."

Sato Miwako started the engine, feeling a little uncomfortable with the sudden reversal of roles, and teased, "You're not usually like this. Today we've switched roles, so aren't you worrying too much? Are you scared?"

"I'm afraid you and Megure-san will be implicated."

Fujino showed dead fish eyes: "He is the Minister of Foreign Affairs, you should be the one who is most afraid, right? Aren't you really afraid of being fired?"

Of course, Fujino is not afraid of iron plates.

He was mainly worried about Sato and brother Megure.

He is a detective and it is difficult for him to kill him even if he wants to.

But Sato and Megure are Japanese government employees, so they can all be sent away with just one sentence.

Not only is it possible to send it away, it is even possible to send it in.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 793: Classic Chant Spreads

"If you're fired, you're fired."

Sato Miwako laughed: "If I get fired, I can just go to your place and be a detective together, helping out or something..."

As she spoke, she also quoted Fujino's words and jokingly said, "According to what you said, being a detective doesn't make more money than being a policeman?"

"You think too much."

Fujino said calmly: "I don't have the habit of asking assistants for help, especially an older woman like you. I don't have the habit of paying for medical expenses for employees who beat people up."

"Tsk..."

Sato Miwako smacked her lips. She was used to the feeling of being treated strangely. She looked at Fujino again and said with some surprise, "But you are really abnormal today."

"I was thinking that with your thorny style of doing things, you wouldn't even consider the other person's identity and would just go up and arrest him."

"Sato, I'm not an idiot. I know what I can do and what I can't do."

Fujino glanced at her and said, "Under normal circumstances, if I had confirmed that the guy was the murderer, I would have rushed to the door, tied him up, and carried him directly to the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department... But you are the son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, even if I don't consider myself, I have to consider you."

"Oh~ So you are thinking about me..."

Sato Miwako listened with a relieved smile on her face, then she sighed and said with emotion: "The child has really grown up and knows how to think about her sister."

Fujino: "..."

This shrew is really out of character.

"Of course I considered what you said."

Miwako Sato noticed his strange expression and her tone became more serious: "But even if you want to consider it, these things are not for you to consider. I am an adult and I know what I can and cannot do."

After a pause, she continued, "And we haven't confirmed that it was that guy who killed someone yet, and we can't be sure whether there will be any resistance to this matter..."

"I just want to remind you, don't be stupid."

Fujino looked at her and said in a deep voice: "As a good person, you should not only hate evil, but also learn to protect yourself. If all the good policemen die, the rest will be rotten fish and shrimp."

He understood the hidden meaning behind Sato Miwako's words, which was that it was still uncertain about the other party's relationships in the police system and whether they could interfere with the case.

But in the final analysis he was just reminding Sato Miwako.

After all, according to her personality, even if the other person really cannot be touched, she will probably find a way to touch him.

By then, you'll be badly beaten to a bloody pulp.

"I understand."

Miwako Sato stepped on the accelerator, responded, and drove the car out of the parking lot.

Although Fujino's words were a bit unreasonable, she still listened to them.

Foreign Minister, it is indeed a big deal, but in the end it all depends on the relationship with their police system...

But this is not something she can understand at this level.

If the relationship is not good, they might just arrest the person directly.

But if the relationship is good...

Then what Fujino said becomes a reality that needs to be considered.

To be honest, she was actually quite relieved that Fujino could think so much.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

After finishing his breakfast, Fujino went to the Metropolitan Police Department.

On the way, he took a look at his system task interface:

【System Task: Where the Truth Cannot Reach

Mission Summary: The son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs is suspected of a hit-and-run case. The outline of this case has gradually unfolded, but...can the son of the Japanese Minister of Foreign Affairs be arrested so easily?

The means used by the other party are still unknown.

But as a detective, even though facing opponents of this class is like a moth to a flame, you can still withstand the heavy pressure and rely on various means to bring them to justice.

As an assassin, you can choose another simpler way, which is to let the other party go to see God to atone his sins. This may be the easiest way for you.

- An assassin hiding in the guise of a detective, or a detective hiding in the guise of an assassin. Please make your choice.

mission target:

(Detective Expert) Arrest the real culprit in a hit-and-run case; bonus: 1000 million yen, 10 detective coins, 1000 detective reputation

(Master Assassin) Kill the son of an official who cannot be brought to justice; additional rewards: 1000 million yen, 10 detective coins, 1000 assassin proficiency points

Mission Reward: 20 Detective Coins, 2000 million yen]

Fujino stared at the system interface and was not surprised by the system's reward this time.

After all, he is the son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and it would be unreasonable not to give him a bigger reward.

Retracting his gaze, he closed the system interface and murmured in a low voice: "I really don't know what methods the Japanese bureaucrats will use to deal with such matters."

Neon has its own national conditions. Although he has handled some cases, he has never encountered the methods used by Neon high-level officials to suppress the common people.

After all, this is the world of science. Ordinary cases will not be encountered by ordinary detectives. It can even be said that those cases will never happen around detectives.

He wanted to see what methods the Japanese top management would use.

While thinking, Fujino came to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Just as he went upstairs, he happened to meet Megure Jusan and Sato Miwako.

"Brother Fujino, you are here too?"

"That's great. Come with me."

Megure Juzo noticed Fujino. He was originally planning to say something to Sato Miwako, but after thinking about it, he took Fujino to the lounge.

After Megure Juzo arrived at the lounge, he locked the door.

The implications are self-evident.

But before he could open his mouth, Fujino took the lead and said, "The license plate number and car model of the case last night should have been found, right?"

"Is he the son of Foreign Minister Utada?"

"Yeah, it's that guy."

Megure Jusan was not surprised and introduced: "Utada Ryuichi, Ferrari 550, license plate number is 0821, the records at the Traffic Division match."

"Then can we go and summon him?"

Miwako Sato spoke up. She felt that since there were witnesses and the car belonged to the other party, she could just bring the person in for interrogation according to the procedure.

"You found out that the car was parked in a parking lot near the French restaurant last night, and that guy also went to the French restaurant, but there is no direct connection."

Megure Jusan shook his head slightly and sighed: "Although the car is his, there is no way to prove that he was the one driving it. And just last night, after we checked his license plate number, the traffic department also found the police report that he reported the loss of his car three days ago."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "So summoning the other party is not in accordance with the rules."

“It’s a classic.”

Fujino understood what Megure Jusan meant and couldn't help but sigh.

This job is simply a classic among classics. It was a classic operation in the previous life.

It is a classic that has been passed down.

This operation is the same as what Megure Jusan said, it is an open conspiracy.

First say the car is lost, then find a scapegoat, and then the person being protected can escape.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 794 Can two cases be called one case?

The same is true for not being able to summon.

Rules are dead, but people are divided into classes. Of course, you can disobey ordinary people, but when dealing with people in high positions like this...

I can only say, do you dare to not follow the rules and give it a try?

If you don't follow the rules, then I will have to make you follow the rules.

Miwako Sato understood some things after hearing this, but she still didn't give up. She frowned and said, "Nonsense, why haven't I heard Yumi say that such a luxury car has been lost recently?"

She and Yumi Miyamoto are good friends.

If such a luxury car was really lost, her best friend would have come to tell her and asked her to help find the car.

"It's not the Traffic Division of Tokyo Metropolitan Government, but the Traffic Division of the National Police Agency."

Megure Jusan shook his head helplessly: "Although the Metropolitan Police Department Traffic Division has not received any reports, the Police Department Traffic Division has handed over relevant documents, and this is what is written on the documents."

Miwako Sato caught the key point when she heard this: "National Police Traffic Division?"

"Since he was not driving the car at the time, it is obvious that he was not the one who hit the person."

Fujino took over the conversation and thought: "According to this line of thought, the person was hit by the car thief, which means that we are looking for the car thief. We can't implicate him at all, and it is not appropriate to forcibly summon him."

"In that case, wouldn't it be fine if we just prove that he opened it?"

Sato Miwako took a deep breath. "Mr. Dejima witnessed it with his own eyes. A young man was driving the car, and there was a woman sitting in the passenger seat. Fujino even saw them in a restaurant. They completely fit the description of the suspect."

"That's true."

Megure Jusan hesitated for a moment: "But... this case involves the son of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and the impact on society needs to be carefully considered. So now the National Police Agency is suggesting that we temporarily delay the action and formulate an action plan that will minimize the impact and most efficiently capture the suspect."

"So it's just a cold treatment?"

Sato Miwako's face was gloomy: "We are stalling for time while they prepare witnesses, physical evidence, and scapegoats, and then we can investigate..."

Fujino glanced at Sato's expression, then asked Megure Jusan, "So, to be able to mobilize people from the National Police Agency, Foreign Minister Utada's network of connections must be quite complex, right?"

"Since we're talking behind closed doors, I'll just speak frankly."

Megure Jusan said in a deep voice: "Minister Utada is the former chairman of the National Public Safety Commission."

"I see."