The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 796: Can Japan be without laws?

'Why do I feel like I've become the King of the Sea?'

Fujino muttered to himself with a strange look on his face.

Although he didn't really want to be a gigolo, he had to use unusual methods to catch that guy.

The purpose of his phone call was not only to confirm whether the Foreign Minister had any relationship with the little rich woman's family, but also to test the little rich woman's strength, which was equivalent to Fu Ge V50, I am Qin Shi Huang, transfer money or something.

He was a little curious about the strength of the Ooka family.

He searched for information about Ooka Momiji's family on the search engine, but it was of no use because the information about the Ooka family was completely blocked on the Internet.

At most, there are some reports about the wealthy young lady who will become the future karuta queen.

However, judging from the fact that she never takes the Minister of Foreign Affairs seriously, this rich woman's family is probably even more outrageous than imagined.

"It's so stressful..."

Fujino couldn't help but sigh, feeling that the burden on him was heavier, but then he changed his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the rich young lady knows about this, she will help to some extent.

As long as he contributes, Sato's file will be fine. And judging from Megure's attitude, there must be a big boss behind this matter. In the end, he will just be regarded as a member of a certain faction.

After all, sometimes being recognized as a member of a certain faction is not a bad thing.

To be honest, he was just giving it a try. Investigating the case was just one of the options available.

If you really can't catch the other party by "legitimate" means, then you can only use "illegitimate" means.

Sato Miwako took a deep look and said, "Who are you messaging while driving?"

"Some rich lady."

Fujino silently put away his phone: "I'll say hello to her to avoid affecting her family... By the way, the resistance to our investigation may be much smaller."

"Oh~"

Sato Miwako nodded meaningfully, with an expression that said, "I understand."

But then she changed her mind and clicked her tongue again: "But you are too lucky in love. A few years ago, I handled a case where a high school student was killed with a knife while looking at the pot while eating from the bowl."

Fujino: "..."

You're not talking about Brother Cheng, are you?

Speaking of Brother Cheng, he is no longer sleepy.

But considering the interpersonal relationships he is dealing with now...

He shouldn't be stabbed, right?
Fujino pulled back his thoughts and glanced at her, then said unhappily, "Who do you think I sent this text message to? It was for you. After I sent this greeting, there will be nothing in your file that will affect your promotion."

"Who asked you to help..."

Miwako Sato smacked her lips, crossed her arms quietly and said nothing more.

It was clearly the other party who hit someone, and as a police officer, she had to investigate the case.

But why is it that even normal case handling requires high school students to sell their bodies and seduce rich women?

A certain rich lady...

He must have paid a very high price, right?

Thinking of this, she looked at Fujino's profile and felt a little guilty.

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In the main courtyard of the Fujiwara clan's residence in Kyoto.

It was still the same courtyard, and the same Japanese-style room. Huge wheat ears were woven into a vine ring, with five leaves dotted in the middle like a lotus pattern, hanging high on the wall. Kujo Shin opened the door of the room and walked in slowly. He looked at the old man sitting behind a horizontal wooden table right in front of him and bowed slightly: "Patriarch."

"Here you are, boy."

The old man looked at him with kind eyes and said, "Come and help me figure out which stock will rise."

"Chief, if you want a certain stock to increase in price, just tell me directly."

Jiu Tiaojin was speechless for a while, "There's no need to watch it every day. Stock trading is harmful to the body. If it continues, our family will probably be bankrupt in less than a hundred thousand years."

"What do you know? This is a hobby!"

"I am indirectly boosting the Japanese economy!"

Kujo Jin felt helpless about the serious old man in front of him, and changed his mind and continued, "Patriarch, there is news from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"what news?"

"The young master encountered a case last night."

"Took over last night?"

The old man, wearing a kimono, yawned and said, "That kid should be close to solving the case by now, right?"

"No."

Kujo Jin shook his head slightly, took two steps forward, and placed a file bag on the wooden table. "This case is a hit-and-run case. According to the information that the young master has found, the person who hit the victim is the eldest son of the Utada family, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. Mr. Hakuba has no other options, so he just asked his men to cooperate with the young master to investigate this case."

"Utada... Let me see what's going on."

The old man's eyes became kind again, and he opened the file bag on the table: "Drug abuse, rape, corruption, serious injury, accidental death, hit-and-run... Tsk!"

After just a glance, his expression darkened again: "What a fucking pile of garbage. A garbage father gave birth to a garbage son, and the garbage son is even more disgusting than the garbage father. They have done so many shitty things and haven't been caught yet. Japan is really rotten to the core now."

"Someone helped to clean up the mess."

Kujo Shin whispered, "He used to be a dog in the Intelligence and Investigation Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After returning to Japan, he became a professional cleaner, specializing in helping some 'politicians' with shady aftermath work."

The old man's face was gloomy: "No one in our family would hire someone like this to do things, right?"

"No."

Kujo Shin said calmly, "Although the younger generation in our family are not very successful, they are not to the point where we need cleaners."

"That's good. If anyone dares to do such a stupid thing, I will personally peel off a layer of skin from him."

The old man put down the file bag and asked Jiujo, "So what's the situation now? He hasn't done anything to our kid yet, right?"

"Not yet. Right now, they are probably still processing the witnesses."

Kujo Shin whispered, "They probably won't do anything out of line. After all, it seems that Utada and his men don't want to make this public. They are just putting pressure on the police department..."

"How rare! You still know how to be ashamed."

The old man snorted, then said in a deep voice: "Just do what you need to do, and let that kid investigate the case normally. If that dog dares to touch it, then don't keep the dog. It's not a problem even if you kill a dirty dog... Never mind, I'll do it myself."

"Tsk, Utada, what a bunch of bullshit. Do you really think that if you follow those bastards and become a minister, you can get so fucking proud that you can become the emperor with a token of authority."

The old man cursed in a low voice, took a deep breath, took out a phone from his pocket, searched for a while, and then dialed:
"Hey, Xiaobai, did that bastard from the Utada family get into trouble?"

"If there is something wrong, check it according to the rules. It's best to check everything clearly."

"Don't be afraid of the pressure, I'm here to support you..."

"Is there really no law in Neon?"

(End of this chapter)