I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

"Hey, Brother Kudo! It's so nice to meet you!"

Facing one direction, Officer Memu waved his hands excitedly, his fat face showing great enthusiasm.

I don't think so.

Shinichi, who had just come out of the aquarium, rolled his eyes.

He had obviously avoided a murder case in the aquarium, which did not affect his good mood today. Unexpectedly, he ran into another one on the way back.

And you are older than my dad, is it appropriate to call someone your brother?

Glancing at the explosion scene, Shinichi reluctantly led Xiaolan towards Officer Megure.

You can't reach out to hit the smiling person, not to mention everyone is so familiar with them.

"Xiaolan, I'm a little thirsty. Go buy me a drink first."

Although it was just a casual glance, Shinichi had already gotten a lot of information.

In the case of a vehicle bombing, judging from the actions of the accompanying coroner, it is very likely that the deceased has appeared, and the appearance of death will definitely not be good-looking, so Xiaolan needs to be avoided.

Otherwise it would be bad to cause the little angel to have nightmares at night.

"Okay, you have to work hard."

Xiaolan was very obedient and walked to the vending machine on the other side, not forgetting to cheer up her childhood sweetheart.

Watching the girl leave, Shinichi scratched his head and walked helplessly towards a fat policeman who had been waiting for a long time.

"Hi Kudo, you came back just in time! With you here, this case will be solved quickly!"

There was genuine joy in Officer Megure's tone.

Shinichi's title of "Savior of the Sakura Country Police" is not for nothing.

In the past, with his presence, the detection rate of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department where Officer Megure worked increased by dozens of percentage points, making other police departments the envy of them.

In the year since Shinichi left, he was instantly brought back to his original shape, and many difficult cases accumulated.

Although they have tried very hard, they still have not solved it.

"Officer Megure, don't speak so early. There will be cases that I can't solve."

Shinichi glanced around, paused for a moment on the sign of a certain bar, and said calmly.

BlackWidows?I seem to have heard of this store somewhere.

"How could it be possible? Takagi, please tell Brother Kudo the information about this case!"

As Megure shouted, a dark-skinned young policeman walked over.

"The deceased's name is Yoshino Takumi, male, 32 years old, working in a pharmaceutical company..."

Flipping through his small notebook, Takagi dutifully reported the information on this case.

In fact, the body of the deceased had been damaged beyond recognition by the bomb, and the identity could not be identified. The police were able to collect this information through the license plate number and items scattered around the deceased.

While Shinichi was listening to the information, he walked around the scene seemingly casually.

The bomb is a plastic bomb with moderate power. It can kill the people in the car without causing other damage. Judging from the degree of damage to the vehicle, it should be installed at the gear lever...

Pieces of information flowed into Shinichi's mind like data, and were restored to the scene at the time of the crime. Unfortunately, there was too little useful information, and only fragmented results could be obtained.

But it's not a big problem!

He already remembered where he had heard the name of this bar.

A little away from the police around him, Shinichi made a call.

"Is something wrong?"

"BlackWidows, you worked here last night?"

"Just dealing with a mouse."

"As expected of you, you handled everything so well that I couldn't even find any clues."

"If that were the case, you wouldn't have called me."

"Hey, I'll be very busy these days. I'll meet you for a drink some other time."

"Are you too busy helping those incompetent police solve the case?"

"Don't say that. You should be glad that the Metropolitan Police Department's capabilities are limited, otherwise you wouldn't be so comfortable."

"Huh, don't look for me if you have nothing to do!"

“It’s not cute for a man to be arrogant!”

"If you want to die, just say so! I will help you!"

"du~du~"

If you still say hang up the phone, just hang up!

Putting away the phone, Shinichi showed a smile, as if he thought of someone's angry look.

"Brother Kudo, what have you discovered?"

Officer Memu came over after explaining the matter of transporting the body of the deceased.

I discovered the murderer and just had a few words with him and made an appointment to have a drink with him next time.

Of course, it was impossible to tell him, although even if he told the neon police, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything about that guy.

"There are very few clues left at the scene. It should be done by a professional team. Officer Megure, you can investigate the underground organizations in Tokyo around the deceased's social relationships, and you should be able to find something."

Shinichi said a few words vaguely.

With that guy's character, he should have already prepared a scapegoat.

"As expected of Brother Kudo, he helped us determine the search scope in no time!"

It was obviously a very tedious investigation, but Mu Mu seemed to have discovered some important clues.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he immediately took his men back to the Metropolitan Police Department to start the next work, leaving only a few police officers responsible for the aftermath of the scene.

Once you discover the identity of the deceased's undercover agent, this case should be dropped.

Watching the police car whizzing away, Shinichi thought silently.

In this way, it won't affect my [-]% case detection rate, right?

Although he doesn't like solving crimes, he still enjoys the feeling of achieving success.

Next to the vending machine, the angel-like girl was holding a can of hot coffee, sipping it in small sips. From time to time, she would raise her head and exhale a breath of hot air, and then watch blankly as the hot air blew up in the wind until it disappeared.

"Lan, I've been waiting for a long time."

In fact, less than 10 minutes passed from beginning to end, and Xiaolan didn't even finish the coffee in her hand.

"Why so fast this time?"

"With me as a great detective, it's natural to solve the case quickly!"

"Stop being such a jerk! By the way, Sonoko said she wanted to eat the takoyaki from the shopping street."

"Then let's take a stroll along the way."

"Isn't this good? Yuanzi is still waiting."

"It's okay, I just happened to buy some more things to express my condolences to her!"

The date between the boy and the girl is still going on.

Chapter 4 The wealthy Suzuki family

　　“No matter how many times I come here, I still feel that Yuanzi’s house is so big!”

Standing in front of a large iron door that was three meters high, Xiaolan sighed.

"After all, they are one of the best big families in Neon."

Shinichi, who was carrying the consolation gift, leaned lazily against the wall next to the door and reminded him.

"Yeah, I always forget that."

Tilting her head, Xiaolan said belatedly.

Looking back on my friend's daily behavior, it's hard to connect that careless girl with the wealthy daughter of a wealthy family.

In the land surrounded by high walls, there are small forests, lakes, rockeries, and fountains. This is just one of the properties owned by the Suzuki family in Tokyo.

As expected of the wealthy Suzuki family.

"Miss Lan, Master Xinyi, and Miss Second have been waiting for a long time."

Since he had already spoken with Sonoko on the phone before arriving, the Suzuki family's housekeeper was waiting at the door early and led the two of them towards the four-story villa.

The affectionate appellation by first name shows that the butler is familiar with Shinichi and Xiaolan.

"The master and his wife are meeting guests in the living room, do you need to inform me?"

After leading the two of them into the villa and walking down the long corridor, Butler Suzuki asked.

But before he finished speaking, a graceful and elegant middle-aged lady walked up to him, as if time had not left any trace on her body.

"It turns out to be Xiaolan, and Shinichi, are you back?!"

Tomoko Suzuki behaved very cordially in front of the two of them, without her usual aura of a shopping mall queen.

But even so, Xiaolan was still a little timid and couldn't let go.

"Hello, Auntie Tomoko."

After whispering hello, she lowered her head and hid behind Shinichi, making Shinichi smile helplessly.

Didn't I just treat you as the third daughter of the Suzuki family when I was a child and teach you some high-class etiquette and rules? Do you need to be so afraid?

Before Shinichi could even tease the little angel, he was pulled into a heart-filled embrace.

"Long time no see, Xiao Shinichi. Sonoko missed you so much while you were gone!"

Tomoko Suzuki held Shinichi's head in her arms like a pet, with a bright smile on her face.

Shinichi, who has been very smart since he was a child, is not only relied on by his peers, but has always been a child in other people's eyes and is deeply loved by adults.