The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 798 You won't sell yourself out, will you? !
Of course, the princess is just a metaphor.

After all, the Neon Emperor's identity is public, and he has no actual power at all. Now he is just a mascot.

The princess he was referring to was the one who now held the lifeline of Neon’s family.

If that's the case, then a helicopter, or any private jet for that matter, wouldn't be a big deal.

"But why is there no one to stop such a person when he is with me?"

"Normally, shouldn't some family elder come out at this time and give me hundreds of millions to ask me to leave her?"

"Or maybe someone suddenly shows up claiming to be the fiancée for a family marriage, and then they start a drama of things going from bad to worse..."

As Fujino was thinking, he suddenly felt his head was a little empty.

It feels like my brain is growing.

Retracting his thoughts, he couldn't help but sigh: "This time I owe the little rich woman a big favor..."

As far as he could remember, the highest-ranking people Conan had ever dealt with were Mayor Nishitama and a diplomat.

Not to mention the diplomat's family conflicts, the mayor doesn't look that smart either.

He actually used his own son to take the blame, and in the end he had no choice but to step down and go to jail.

按照他前世看过的一篇文章统计，如果柯南处理过的受害者与犯人分为等级1-10，柯南处理过最多的也就是3-10级，凶手是1-2级这种能够掌握霓虹国家方向命脉的基本没有处理过。

By the way, Fujino's class is probably around 4-5, he is a middle-class person who is famous in an industry and has a small business of his own.

According to the level classification, he is now dealing with a level 1 murderer.

Under normal circumstances, this would be unsolvable no matter who is in charge.

To quote someone: Is there still justice? Is there still law?

For the unequal party, it is probably gone.

What's more, the victim was just a poor boy.

This is the ugly Japanese society. When the social hierarchy reaches a certain level, one's influence can even affect the social rules and use the rules to gain rights for oneself.

Although he already had a plan to deal with such a person.

But without the little rich woman, it would probably be more troublesome.

…………

Miwako Sato didn't react at all to the sudden order.

Clearly, their superiors had previously prevented them from investigating.

Why are they suddenly going to raid the other party's house?

Something is wrong, this is very wrong!
Could it be the text message just now?
Sato Miwako thought about this, and with a strange look on her face, she asked Fujino, "Who did you send the text message to? You even managed to overthrow the Minister of Foreign Affairs?"

"She's just a little rich woman."

"Just a rich woman?"

"How can it be false?"

Fujino had a very serious expression on his face: "I just said hello, and if she wanted to help, she just did it for me."

Sato Miwako: "..."

Just do it, rich woman?
Are you sure you can do it by just asking the Foreign Minister?

Sato Miwako showed an expression of disbelief and looked at him suspiciously: "So, you are not selling yourself?"

Fujino: "..."

What kind of dirty idea is this?

Who am I?

But selling myself... counts as well, right...?
After all, he is a gigolo this time.

Fujino was helpless for a moment, rolled his eyes and said: "You fierce woman, believe it or not, anyway, we can investigate the case now, do you want to investigate it?"

"check."

Sato Miwako responded somewhat helplessly, feeling that her guess was probably correct.

This kid must have paid some unspeakable price.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept it to himself. He must have been afraid that she would worry...

Miwako Sato suddenly imagined this scene in her mind:
A big sister in a black kimono, holding a whip in one hand and a steel wool in the other, walked slowly in high heels towards the young boy who was tied up with red ropes and hung in the air, trembling all over with fear... Thinking of this, she shuddered and didn't dare to think any further.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed her thoughts and asked Fujino, "What should we do now? Do we need support?"

"unnecessary."

Fujino raised a meaningful smile and said, "Now let's go to Mr. Kataoka's shop and have a good chat with him."

"..."

Miwako Sato groaned after hearing this and said, "Do you want to go over and beat that guy up so that he can give the real testimony?"

"what are you thinking?"

Fujino glanced at her with disdain: "I mean, go over and talk to him about that Utada Ryuichi... After all, don't we still have a witness?"

Sato was stunned when he heard this, and said hesitantly: "You mean... you?"

Fujino shook his head slightly: "Yes and no."

Sato Miwako didn't understand what Fujino meant. She asked again in confusion: "Then what about Kataoka's store?"

"If we want them to notice us, we have to let them know that we are investigating the case."

…………

At noon, outside a KTV in Tokyo.

Miwako Sato was sitting in a Ford Taurus, looking out the window at the KTV in the middle of the commercial street, and asked Fujino, "Are you sure that Utada Ryuichi's girlfriend is here?"

"There shouldn't be anything wrong."

Fujino unbuckled his seat belt. "From the location, it is definitely here. There is no mistake. The girl who accompanied the guy to the restaurant yesterday was her. The photo on the driver's license is exactly the same."

"What's up with that hacker friend of yours?"

Miwako Sato asked suspiciously, "How come they can even find someone's location and photos of the driving school? Isn't this illegal?"

"There are so many illegal things going on, just turn a blind eye."

"Wait for my news in the car."

Fujino opened the car door, got out and entered the KTV.

The friend he was talking about was none other than Hiroki.

He had gone to Kataoka with Sato Miwako to get the name of Utada Ryuichi's girlfriend.

As long as you give the name you get to Hiroki, you can easily get the photo and location.

This is the Internet age.

As long as the name is left and the identity information is entered into the computer, the information is opaque.

As long as the person is not too sensitive, it is easy to pry out his identity information.

But, a medium is needed, such as a name or something else.

Of course, although it is difficult to obtain information about sensitive people, it is not impossible, but the corresponding price must be paid.

Fujino asked the front desk, then found the door of a private room and pressed the key.

After a while, a young man opened the door.

Fujino looked into the box, locked onto his target among the group of men and women, then took out his ID and said in a deep voice, "Utada Ryuichi, Ryukawa Manako?"

"Is there something wrong with you?"

The man who opened the door looked back at the two men's expressions, then said to Fujino with dissatisfaction.

"Fujino Doji, consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Division."

Fujino walked into the box and said, "I want to ask you two about the incident last night."

"You are just a consultant, you don't have any..."

The man pretended to reach out and grab Fujino's arm.

Fujino glanced back at the man, struggled his arm slightly, and then the man flew out of the box and hit the wall of the corridor outside.

Fujino retracted his gaze and looked into the box, revealing a polite smile: "I have something I want to talk to them about, can you two step aside for a moment?"

(End of this chapter)