Conan's Unscientific Detective

Although the medical records show that he died two years ago.

But medical records can be tampered with.

"If it's really as I guess..."

As he spoke, Fujino's brows gradually furrowed, and he looked at the wall in front of him, "Then things are much more complicated than I imagined."

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As the night deepened, Fujino parked the Ford Taurus near Beika-cho 4-chome.

After walking along the path and turning a few times, we arrived in front of a two-story house.

The roof of the house is painted red, the courtyard wall is made of bricks and stones, about two meters high, and the gate is a hollow door made of black iron pipes, so you can easily see what's going on inside the courtyard.

Fujino took a look at the nameplate on the doorpost of the house and confirmed that this was the Miyamoto family.

[100% strength enhancement has been activated, remaining time: 59 seconds]

With a unamplified wooden sword wrapped around his wrist and the help of the strength-enhancing card, Fujino easily climbed over the two-meter-high brick wall.

He jumped down from the high wall, paused slightly when he landed, and then stabilized his body.

After confirming that the door was locked, Fujino turned his gaze towards the open window of the room on the second floor.

After taking a look at the remaining time of the enhancement effect, he took a deep breath, grabbed the bulge on the wall of the house, skillfully climbed to the second floor, and sneaked into the house.

Unlike a normal single man's room, the room on the second floor he entered was a relatively clean small room.

Judging from the overall layout, it should be a girl’s room.

The room was unusually clean, obviously someone cleaned it regularly.

After searching the room, I found some clothes in the closet that were in trendy styles from a few years ago, and even some underwear.

Close the closet.

Fujino found another pink code book in the drawer in front of the desk.

After 'gently' cracking open the code book, he flipped through a few pages and discovered that it was a diary.

After reading the entire diary, I learned from it that the owner of the diary was named Minako Miyamoto, about 19 years old, and a graduate student.

The last entry in the diary was a year and a half ago, and the words in it were hurriedly written.

It probably means that I can’t continue writing a diary here anymore.

"According to the medical records, Minako Miyamoto should have died two years ago."

Fujino glanced at the diary in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

After putting the diary away, he continued to search the room.

Unfortunately, after searching for a while, no useful clues were found.

All I found was 50,000 yen in change and a few photos.

The little girl in one of the photos is only eight or nine years old, and Miyamoto Jisaburo looks much younger. Next to them stands a woman with a virtuous temperament.

It presents a picture of a happy family, and it is obviously a family portrait.

That woman should be Mrs. Miyamoto who died ten years ago.

hum!

At this time, the roar of the engine came from outside the house.

Fujino frowned when he heard that.

He immediately put on the assassin's robe, put on the Batman mask, and hid in the closet on the second floor.

Outside the door, three men in black, wearing black suits, black hats and black sunglasses, got out of a black car.

After arriving at Miyamoto's door, they pried it open, put on shoe covers, and walked straight into the house carrying a black briefcase and several gasoline barrels.

“I heard that the mess to be cleaned up this time is also a peripheral member.”

"It's rare that an external member can make the organization reach this level."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get out of here......"

As he spoke, one of the men sneered, "Maybe one day, we will end up like this."

The three of them were chatting and didn't notice a figure flashing past them.

“Someone from the winery?”

Looking at the three men in front of him, Fujino's mind was full of thoughts and he couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, it's a unique outfit like this.

Apart from the winery, he really couldn't think of any other organization that could be dressed like this.

But to be on the safe side, let's wait and see.

What if it’s not a winery, but some small animal organization?

On the other side, the two people who had just entered the room first groped around.

After confirming that there was no one there, one of them turned the gasoline barrel that he had just brought in sideways and poured gasoline all over the house.

The other person went to the kitchen and turned on the main natural gas valve. With a sound of puffs, the liquefied gas began to spread around the room.

The man in black who was staying in the living room was standing with a briefcase in his hand, as if he was tinkering with something.

Fujino stared at the briefcase the man was carrying and couldn't help but frown.

He recognized the briefcase; it was a bomb.

The appearance is exactly the same as the last time he saw it on the Shinkansen, so it should be the same style.

"mission completed."

After setting the bomb in the living room, the man in black first stretched, and then wanted to sit on the sofa to rest for a while.

He was not afraid of leaving any traces.

After all, it won’t be long before this place is reduced to ashes.

"Um..."

Suddenly, the man in black who was about to sit on the sofa felt a pain in his waist, as if he was bitten by something.

But before he lowered his head to check, his vision went dark and he passed out.

Then, a black...white figure suddenly appeared and dragged him into the dark corner of the living room.

In the corner, Fujino, wearing an assassin's robe, kept groping the man's body.

Just as he took the wallet and was about to continue searching, he touched something hard.

"There are still guns?"

With a strange look on his face, Fujino took the pistol out of the man's inner pocket.

It was an M37 revolver with six bullets loaded onto the revolver.

It is the most common pistol used by Japanese police.

Maybe this guy "stole" it from the police, Fujino couldn't help but think.

Immediately, he recovered the batarang, and by the way, he put the revolver he had just captured into his carry-on space.

Even though it's just an m37.

But to be honest, in his two lifetimes, this was the first time that Fujino touched a real pistol.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 79 That Lord

In the dim living room, the briefcase bomb was lying quietly on the coffee table in the middle of the room, and the man in black who was placing the bomb just now was nowhere to be found.

"Where's the boss?"

"I can't come."

After the other men in black returned to the living room.

The two looked at the empty living room and couldn't help but reveal puzzled expressions on their faces.

Could it be that the boss had already set the bomb and left early?

This shouldn't be the case. Even if you want to leave, you should at least tell them...

Could it be.

Thinking of this, the two men couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Combining the previous words, they came to an unbelievable conclusion.

That means the boss wants to blow them up.

Blanch!

Just as their thoughts were drifting away, wondering if they had done something that would get them executed by the organization.

A white figure suddenly emerged from behind the two of them.

The white figure held a black stick high in his hand and smashed it directly at the back of the head of one of the men in black.

"boom!"

"what!"

Accompanied by a scream, the 'black stick' made close contact with the back of the head.

The man in black who was hit on the back of the head just now fainted.

It's just like what a certain old cadre of a winery did to a cocky high school detective...

God has its own way of retribution, and no one can escape it.

"who?!"

The companion was ambushed and screamed, and another man in black noticed something was wrong.

He turned his head and what came into his sight was a strange figure.

The figure suddenly appeared behind him, wearing a black mask, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

[Unparalleled Assassin effect has been triggered: All attributes +100%]

Listen to the system prompt sound echoing in my ears.

Fujino did not answer the man in black's question.

He just rushed forward and kicked the man in black before he could recover.

boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound.

The man in black who was kicked retreated backwards and looked at Fujino in surprise.

Fujino didn't give the man in black a chance to react, and immediately stepped forward and swung his fists.

Bang bang bang!

The four consecutive blows hit the black-clad man's abdomen solidly.

"puff!"

The man in black, who had endured Fujino's violent attack, had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Fujino ignored the black-clothed man's injuries and rushed forward quickly, grabbed his neck and pushed him to the ground, then punched him in the face twice with overwhelming force.

After two punches, Fujino asked the man in black, "Who sent you?"

The man in black said nothing when he heard this, but turned his head to the other side, looking as if he was ready to kill or chop someone up at will.

Fujino frowned when he saw this.

Then he punched him twice in the face.

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