Conan's Unscientific Detective

"No, I'm just giving you some sincere advice."

The man noticed the change in Fujino's expression and chuckled, "After all, there are many detectives who have been retaliated against, and their families have been destroyed in the end."

"You don't need to give this kind of advice."

Fujino looked at him gloomily: "If you want to do it, you can give it a try, but you should have heard about what the criminals I arrested looked like..."

"You worry too much, I just mentioned it casually."

"Don't you think what you said is funny?"

Fujino looked at the man and whispered, "If your boss gave me some money, I might consider it, but threats... I can only say that you have made a wrong calculation."

"I have bad teeth, I can only eat soft food but not hard food."

"If you give me money, I might let you go, but if you dare to threaten me with my family... then I will have to find a way to wipe you out completely."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

The man looked calm and stood up. "Since Detective Fujino doesn't like chatting, I'd better not make things difficult for myself."

"As you please."

Fujino watched the man's back as he walked away, his expression gradually returning to normal.

He tapped the frame of his glasses, and a bright spot appeared on the lens in front of him.

The Metropolitan Police Department is now investigating the Foreign Minister, and he and Sato are in charge of Utada Ryuichi. However, Matsumoto Kiyonaga said that among the charges against the Foreign Minister, one is hiring a killer.

These two things are inseparable...If you can hire someone to kill someone, there will be a second time if it happens once.

Now the Foreign Minister probably doesn’t know that the Metropolitan Police Department is investigating, and what he has to do is to add accusations to the Foreign Minister’s name.

In fact, his priority was not high. He just saw Ryuichi Utada in the restaurant at that time, so he could not be silenced.

But as a high school detective, and even a famous detective, as long as he is involved in this case, he will be regarded as the biggest threat.

At that time, the other party will have only one choice - to keep silent.

I just don't know who this guy will silence...

But the goal has been achieved, so it doesn’t matter whose mouth is silenced.

Thinking in his heart, Fujino took out his cell phone, dialed the number and put it to his ear: "Hiroki, I'm monitoring it here. When he calls later, check the call time and use the base station to lock the guy's phone and record the call."

…………

On the Tokyo expressway.

The man drove the car, holding the phone to his ear in one hand: "The guy got angry when he heard us mention his family, and he was determined to catch the criminal... But he did propose to solve the problem with money."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "It's impossible for money, it's just a detective, can't it be dealt with?"

“Can’t handle it.”

The man shook his head slightly. "I have investigated his fighting ability. I can't succeed with my strength. Instead, I will fall into his hands... Even if I attack his family, he will be desperate and make this matter even more troublesome."

There was silence again on the other end of the phone, as if someone was thinking about something: "Have the others been dealt with?"

"It has been taken care of. They will definitely not be witnesses."

The other end groaned for a moment and continued, "Since you can't deal with him, then go and deal with the key witness. She's just a little girl. Don't even think you can deal with her."

"Although given the current situation, that guy won't be able to find out anything."

The man paused, then continued, "But since you asked, I'd better make sure it's just in case."

"Let's do it tonight. I'll have that guy send the man home. You should know the address. As always, be clean."

"Goodbye."

The man hung up the phone, took a deep breath, looked at the road in front of him and whispered: "If you didn't check, I guess no one else would have died."

"This is all your fault...Detective."

"My fault?"

Fujino sat in the car, listening to the sound coming from the bug, and slowly opened his eyes. He said to Sato in the passenger seat, "Is the person I want to transfer ready?"

"Already prepared."

Sato Miwako responded: "We can leave any time now."

"The other side sacrificed the rook to save the king."

Fujino started the car and stepped on the accelerator: "Tonight, get ready for action."

…………

At night, in an apartment somewhere in Tokyo.

A white sports car stopped at the door of the apartment. In the car, Utada Ryuichi once again warned the woman: "Listen carefully, the detective is coming to see you, you must not talk nonsense!"

"I'm sick!"

Longchuan Manako opened the car door and said, "I've already said I know. How many times do you have to say it?"

"..."

Ryuichi Utada watched her walk into the apartment silently, his expression extremely gloomy.

Retracting his gaze, he took out his phone from his pocket:

"The person has been sent."

After saying this briefly, he hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared at the end of the street with the roar of the engine.

After a while, the man who met Fujino at Beika Station during the day was walking slowly on the empty street.

He glanced at the apartment building next to him.

As if he had confirmed something, he stepped inside.

Just as he entered the apartment, the door of a black van parked near the apartment suddenly opened.

Several figures followed him into the apartment.

At this time in the apartment, Ryukawa Manako put her bag on the sofa.

She took off her clothes, changed into pajamas, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, washed her face, and looked at her slightly round face in the mirror, stunned for a moment.

"Ding dong!"

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She recovered herself, walked out of the bathroom and came to the door, looked out through the peephole, and asked, "Excuse me, who is it?"

"Kata..."

At this time, the sound of the door opening was heard.

When Longchuan Manako heard the sound, she was stunned when she saw the door handle being pulled.

The next moment, the door was suddenly pulled open.

A dark shadow rushed in and pinned her to the ground.

The man sat on her and strangled her throat with his hands so that she could not make any sound. With his other hand, he took out a handkerchief and covered her nose and mouth.

As she struggled, Longchuan Manako felt her vision gradually becoming dim and her consciousness gradually becoming groggy.

"Duang!"

A crisp sound suddenly echoed in my ears.

In a trance, Longchuan Manako squinted her eyes and saw that the person riding on her seemed to be knocked away.

She struggled to open her eyes and saw a young man standing in front of her, also wearing a black suit and holding a black wooden sword in his hand.

She recognized the man in front of her at a glance.

It was the detective from daytime!

Fujino did not notice Ryukawa Manako who was looking at him.

He turned around and looked at the man who had just been knocked away by his wooden sword:

"Sir, what a coincidence...are we meeting again?"

A 'kind' smile appeared on Fujino's face.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 801 You have threatened decent women many times before, right?

The man's skull was cut open by the wooden sword, and his head was splitting with pain, his mind went blank.

It feels like being drunk and having a blackout.

Hearing the familiar voice, he immediately came to his senses, and while enduring the severe pain, he looked at the confused detective in front of him.

Why is this detective here?

But the current situation does not allow for much thought.

After a moment's hesitation, he made a decision, endured the severe pain, climbed up, and pounced on Fujino viciously.

Politicians need a black glove to wipe their asses, and he happens to be a black glove.

Normally anyone can come in and make a few comments, but once they lose their value, they will be ruthlessly removed and abandoned by those people at will.

As a black glove, his identity is naturally not open to the public.

After all, he has too many handles in his hands. Once something happens, those people will do everything they can to get rid of him.

In other words, if he is caught, he will be killed.

Facing the man who suddenly jumped up.

Fujino reacted quickly, meeting the man's attack with his knee, then stretched out his hand, and grasped the man's right wrist with his fingers like steel claws. Relying on his absolute strength, he crushed him to the ground, while at the same time pressing down with his left knee, hitting the back of the man's shoulder blade.

Maintaining this posture, he exerted a little force with his left hand...

"Crack——!"

"what!!!"

The sound of bones and cartilage could be heard under the skin, and the man fainted from the intense pain after letting out a scream.

Seeing this, Fujino did not continue to attack.

If you do it again, the person will die.

At this time, half of the man's ribs were broken by his knee on his chest, his right arm was removed from the shoulder, and his shoulder blade was broken into several pieces by his knee. His wrist was directly crushed into pieces, with only broken muscles, flesh and blood vessels connected.

If you're not careful, this arm will be torn off.

This is power crushing. Just a shoulder lock is enough to kill a person half to death.

This is probably what it's like to tear the Japanese apart with your bare hands.

Fujino had no doubt that if he simply tore off the arm, the guy under him would die on the spot.

But he didn't do it after all.

This guy is more valuable alive than dead.

And even if he is not dead now, someone will kill this guy.

As soon as the scream was heard in the room, Sato Miwako and a group of plainclothes officers rushed into the room from outside the door at a very timely moment.

Her movements were clean and neat, and she easily controlled the unconscious man. She took out handcuffs, picked up one of the strangely twisted right arms, and handcuffed it to the other left arm.

The person is unconscious, so there is no need to shout slogans like "You have been arrested".

Fujino turned around and looked at Ryukawa Manako.

At this moment, she was sitting on the ground, with a red grip mark on her neck. Her face had regained some color, and she was staring blankly at a large group of people pouring into her already small apartment building.

Can't come in anymore, it's full!

Fujino glanced at her, then squatted down and looked into her confused eyes: "Now can you explain what happened last night?"

Longchuan Manako recovered and looked away: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Fujino remained calm upon hearing this. He stretched out his hand and forcibly turned her face around. A sense of oppression emanated from his body. He looked into her eyes and said in a deep voice, "You are still helping that guy to conceal the truth... You really don't know who came to kill you today?"