Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"I think it's pretty stupid to go around asking people on the street if they need detective help, second only to..."

Yuuji snatched the detective agency contract that Kudo Shinichi had received from Maori Kogoro and read out the name on it: "Name yourself Fujimine...Maru."

Looking at the young man mask that his brother asked him to make for him, Kudo Yuji flicked the other's stomach and said, "Are you a robot from the last century?"

"I beg you to stop throwing out names. This is the fifth time you've brought it up since we stood on the street."

While complaining, he recommended detective services to a man who was walking towards him. When he saw the man glance at his name and walk away with a sneer, the kind expression on Kudo Shinichi's face collapsed in an instant, and he turned around and stared at his brother in disbelief.

“Is that really such a bad name?”

[What do you think? Building an army in the 21st century.]

Although he complained a lot, Yuji still felt a little uncomfortable when his elder brother was complained by others. He opened and closed his mouth again, but he still said it against his will.

"It's not that bad... maybe..."

Oh, what a touching brotherhood. Even though he knew his younger brother was comforting him, Kudo Shinichi still wiped his eyes where there were no tears.

"You know, Yuuji, only at times like this do I really feel like we are brothers..."

"What?" Yuuji tilted his head and pointed at the great detective: "I now declare that your right to name the new members of the Kudo family will be revoked."

"Huh, where are my own children?"

Kudo Shinichi felt that his brother was hideous again.

"Same." Yuuji waved his hand. "Well, discussing your naming taste here won't bring any business to the new detective Fujimine Maru."

"Maybe I should go to the department store. Incidents often happen in such places."

Now Kudo Yuji thinks that Uncle Mori is simply a god. He knows Shinichi too well, and he might have already celebrated in some pub.

In Japan, most detectives' daily work is to accept commissions from rich wives or office workers, because their spouses may often appear in other people's homes, naked. Edogawa Conan has lived in the Mori Detective Agency for so long, and Kudo Yuji doesn't think he doesn't know this.

"I think we should go to the entertainment district, or maybe to the largest office building in Hakodate. That way, Detective Fujimine might be more popular."

"You asked me to investigate an affair. This is not what the high school detective Shinichi Kudo should do!" Shinichi raised his eyebrows. His resistance really made Yuji think that he had said something ridiculous.

"But this is what Xiaolan's future husband, a rookie social detective, should do." Yuji took out his fingers and said, "Mortgage, living expenses, children, I think the uncle just wants you to experience what he has been through in the past. From a policeman who gets paid by the government to a social person who needs to find business on his own, this transition is more difficult than a prospective college student who still gets pocket money from his parents."

"I just think that I should do my best in the test that the uncle gave me. A murder case is the highest level of commission for a detective." Shinichi avoided her gaze.

[So what sin did the people of Hakodate commit to have an angel like you?]

"Okay, at most I can support another family." Yuji looked at his elder brother who was a little shaken after hearing what he said, and continued: "Considering that it is unlikely that you and uncle will live together, and your parents don't want to spend money on an unfilial son, they have to buy you a house."

"Okay, okay, I'll go." Shinichi coughed twice and said, "I'll go distribute flyers to office workers."

Watching Shinichi's receding back, Yuji took out an orange from his pocket with relief, broke it into pieces and ate it while taking out the intercom: "So Gojo, what was the result of your visit to Fukujo's house?" "Well, they didn't even come out to see me. They said they wouldn't accept interviews from reporters."

"Did the police who went to Fuk Cheng's house get any new information?"

The boy looked around for the trash can, threw the orange peel in, and pressed the intercom button again.

"If there is nothing, continue to investigate, and take the two knives we have to be disassembled. There may be some marks inside. By the way, tell Miura that we will arrange someone to stimulate Axie Takuzo and make him cooperate appropriately. I suspect that the Axie family has some intelligence that we don't know yet."

Tightening his clothes, Yuji looked at the car parked on the side of the road. After the driver and other bodyguards in the car confirmed that there was no problem, he signaled to drive to the hospital.

...

"Those policemen really went to find Fukushiro Ryoe."

Sitting in the ruins of the Fujiang family, Fujiang Takuzo, holding the precious sword in his arms, forced a smile. Being guarded by a group of bodyguards made him feel very safe, so he took out a piece of paper wrapped in plastic protective film from his arms.

"Miura-kun, if the police took the two swords from Fukushiro Yoshie from the Fukushiro family, do you have a way to intercept them halfway?"

Who did they rob? The police! With a new boss, Miura now thinks that Fu Jiang Takuzo is stupid. If his gang dared to rob the police, would they still work for Fu Jiang Takuzo?
"I'm afraid it's impossible for the police, but if it's someone else, as long as they're not a police officer, even if they're a family member of a police officer, we can do it."

Feeling the beeping of his cell phone, Miura glanced at the text message, then looked at Takuzo Axie, and continued with what he had said to urge him to leave Axie Villa as soon as possible.

"Three waves of people broke in last night alone. I think you should find a place where only we know how to hide it, so as not to lose the remaining knife."

The bulletproof car called by Miura stopped in front of the ruins. Staring at the hesitant Axe Takuzo, Miura continued to coax him, "We are outside to help you find the treasure. Isn't the most important thing for you to avoid danger?"

That's true. Fu Jiang Takuzo believed that even if these hired guys found the treasure according to his instructions, they would not keep it all to themselves. According to family rumors, not everyone could get that treasure, so the stupid heir got into the car with confidence.

"As expected, hiring you is the right choice, Miura-kun. Once we get the treasure, I will give you some extra money."

While eating the fragrant pancake, Takuzo Afue didn't notice Miura's twitching cheeks and his small movements when he held the car door for him, and told the driver to drive away from Afue Villa.

"Boss, this guy is still lying to us!"

All the subordinates gathered around Miura, staring at the receding car with some indignation.

"Bah, this kind of guy needs to be punished. Why are you so kind as to let him hide? He should be punished by the gentleman from last night."

"Okay, pack up, we have to leave here and wait for news from the boss."

Miura thought of the paper in Takuzo Axe's hand and the tracker he had stuck on the car door, and squinted his eyes.

"What do you think will happen when we meet next time, Mr. Fu Jiang..."

He was very curious. (End of this chapter)