Conan's Unscientific Detective

If you defuse a bomb well, you will be covered in dust. If you defuse it badly, you will turn into dust.

In the world of science, there are quite a few bomb cases. Being able to increase the probability by 10% at a critical moment is already very good. This 10% probability can save lives.

But first he has to defuse the bomb...

Putting his thoughts aside, Fujino turned his gaze back to the system lottery.

Having just won 1.5 million, he was already eager for the lottery.

Nine hundred and fifty thousand, go!

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: 2 yen x2, large nail clippers (blue quality), ability limited time enhancement card (effect: strength; time: one minute) x2, delicious cream pudding, image change card (effect: transform into any image; time: ten minutes) x, bomb knowledge book, vision enhancement glasses (blue)]

Why are they all blue again?

The corner of Fujino's mouth twitched, and the cold that had almost healed was suddenly becoming even worse.

This damn system didn’t deliver anything to him!

With a sigh, Fujino stopped thinking about it and turned to look at the three strange objects he had just pulled out.

[Large nail clippers: This pair of nail clippers can cut any wire, but it can't cut anything else]

[Image Change Card: Can help the user change into any desired form. Please do not use it for any obscene purpose.]

[Vision Enhancement Glasses: Wearing these glasses will increase your perception, reaction, and vision by 50%. These glasses also come with video recording and magnification functions. Again, please do not use them for abnormal purposes.]

"Who would use these things to do perverted things?"

Fujino couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 23: One Gift per Month Event

The next day, early in the morning, on the fourth floor of the Fujino family home.

In the dim room, Fujino stood in the room where he was on the first day of his time travel, looking at the chain of evidence strung together with red lines on the wall, thinking.

Speaking of which, the original owner, Fujino Doji's parents, were actually famous entrepreneurs in Japan.

The Fujino Company run by the two is even more in the upper echelons of the neon chaebol...

Although Fujino Doji was young, he turned out to be a rich second-generation.

But something unexpected happened a year ago.

A year ago, the couple was involved in a robbery on their way home from the opera.

Although it was announced to the public that the robbers accidentally killed the two of them, Fujino knew that they did not die in an accident, but were a premeditated murder!

After the couple were murdered, the huge Fujino zaibatsu went on a downward spiral until it was completely devoured by several other zaibatsu... and a large amount of foreign debt was left behind.

In order to avoid debt, Fujino, who was a high school student at the time, had no choice but to give up inheriting the Fujino Zaibatsu. He only kept a Ford car and a four-story building.

From then on, Fujino Doji could no longer live the carefree life of a rich second-generation.

He could only become a detective and survive on the meager commissions.

Before he died of a cold, he had been investigating the truth behind the murder of his parents a year ago.

But a year passed and there was still no clue as to the cause. Impatience and physical weakness were major factors in his death from a cold.

"Parents who were murdered after watching the opera in Rice Flower City?"

Fujino squinted his eyes and looked at the photo of the young couple on the wall of the dim room, thinking about something.

According to his memories of his previous life and this world, the couple must have been involved in some conspiracy, which is why they were murdered...

He believed that this incident must be closely related to the world's biggest villain, a certain black organization.

The murderer has not been caught yet, and the confusing nature of this incident is the best proof of this.

"Although we are not sure whether it is a winery...but it is definitely related to the winery..."

Fujino pursed his chin, muttered, and frowned.

After a moment, he sighed again: "But with my current strength, it is really difficult to deal with the Black Organization..."

Although the people in the winery are all traitors, the degree of danger still makes Fujino feel a little uneasy.

After all, a model worker at a winery dared to fly a Black Hawk helicopter to straf the landmark building. How could an ordinary person like him, even a thin high school student, compete with him?

Even if you have to fight, you have to be able to dodge bullets.

“It seems that making money is still the key?”

Fujino murmured.

Money is still the thing he needs most right now... In addition to helping him get out of his current predicament, it can also strengthen his own abilities.

Otherwise, with just this wooden sword, a few enhancement cards, and an enhancement skill... I guess by the time the time comes, he'll get a hole in his head and he won't even know who made it.

"Excuse me, is Detective Fujino home?"

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Detective Fujino?"

Fujino was stunned when he heard the voice.

Those who usually call him detective are usually clients... Could it be that there is another client coming to him?

There are too many commissions recently... Is it because of what happened on Moon Shadow Island yesterday that made him famous?

When Fujino thought of this, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Anyway, it's a holiday today, so there's nothing wrong in taking a commission and making some extra money.

With this thought in mind, I opened the door and saw a pile of gifts like a mountain piled in front of me.

Then, the hill made of gifts collapsed and hit him directly.

Fujino was careless and did not dodge, so he was hit by all the gifts.

The whole person was submerged in the ocean of gift boxes...

"I'm so sorry! Detective Fujino!"

At this time, a square-faced man in a brown suit hurriedly apologized and stretched out his hand to pull Fujino up.

Looking at the man's scarred fingers, Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly.

A surgeon?

Looks like I can make a good profit...

"No, I can stand up by myself!"

Fujino coughed and waved his hand.

After slowly standing up, he revealed his dead fish eyes, stared at the man's face and asked, "So, sir, what do you want to ask me on this weekend?"

"I do have a request that I would like to trouble Detective Fujino with..."

The man picked up the gift boxes scattered on the floor, then sat on the sofa and explained to Fujino the purpose of his visit.

The man's name is Xiaochuan. From his description, the trouble he encountered should be that he has received money and toys every month since two years ago...

It’s more like anxiety than trouble.

After all, the money is increasing, and now the total amount has reached 25 million yen.

There's nothing wrong with the toys, and it's understandable to give them to his five-year-old son to play with.

But that sum of money made him anxious all day long, suspecting whether the other party had any intentions or something.

"Mr. Ogawa, I already have a general understanding of your situation."

After listening to the man's request, Fujino coughed lightly and said, "So you came to me to ask for help just to find the person who sent these things to you?"

"Yes."

Xiaochuan nodded: "If possible, it would be better to find out why he gave me these things."

"Well, maybe it was given to you by one of your former patients."

"How do you know I'm a doctor?"

Ogawa said in surprise.

"That's just my inference."

Fujino propped his chin up with both hands, pretending to be a famous detective: "After all, the tip of your index finger is covered with scratches, which fits the characteristics of a surgeon, and you also smell like disinfectant."

“That’s right…”

Xiaochuan didn't expect that some of his details were captured by the detective in front of him...

He is indeed a great detective.

He nodded before continuing, "I just came here after an emergency surgery. I didn't expect that Detective Fujino would find out about this."

"This is just basic detective skills."

Fujino boasted to himself without blushing or beating his heart.

Then he asked with a hint of meaning, "Since you are a surgeon, is it possible that they were given to you by former patients? As a thank you for 'saving' their lives or something like that?"

"I asked the patients I treated before...it wasn't them who sent him."

Ogawa shook his head.

"Besides these, do you have any other clues?"

Seeing Ogawa shaking his head, Fujino continued to ask.

"As for the clues..."

As he spoke, Ogawa seemed to remember something, and took out a letter from his inner pocket and handed it to Fujino: "By the way, there is also this letter that was delivered today. I wonder if it can be considered a clue."

Fujino took the letter and took a look at it.

Looking at the content above: "Twenty-five million yen has been paid, it's your turn to feel the benefits"; his brows couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Detective Fujino, have you found any clues?"

Seeing Fujino's expression change, Ogawa hurriedly asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, the real purpose of the person who sent the money was actually your son."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 24 Your Son is My Son

Fujino remembered this case, it was the monthly gift case in Conan...

If he remembered correctly, this case was probably caused by a little boy who died of appendicitis that Ogawa had treated two years ago.

The little boy's father sent the insurance money and gifts to him, and it was not until two years later that he came to take away his son Yuta's life...

"My son?!"

Ogawa stood up after hearing this and looked at Fujino with a puzzled look on his face, "Is that really the case?!"

"Twenty-five million yen, that's a lot of money..."

As he spoke, Fujino picked up a toy from the coffee table and pointed at the packaging: "And didn't you notice? These packagings are very old... There are even some scratches on the toys."

"Detective Fujino, what do you mean?"

"The toys that person sent you should all be old toys. The money and toys were obviously meant for your son."

As he spoke, Fujino took out a game console, turned it on, and called up the character name interface: "Do you know the name Ogino Tomoya?"

"Ogino Tomoya......"

Xiaochuan frowned, then shouted: "I remember this should be a patient I took over when I just started working three years ago!"

"That patient was a little boy who died because his appendicitis was not discovered in time. After the child died, his father beat me up, so I had a very deep impression of him!"

"That should be it."

Fujino nodded when he heard this. "Twenty-five million. I remember this should be the reimbursement amount for accidental death of elementary school students."