Chapter 475 You will indeed give me a 'big surprise' when you come to Tokyo
February 17.
Fujiwara Yu, who was woken up by Hattori Heiji's phone call, looked at the calendar posted on the bedside with a resentful look on his face. He sighed helplessly. His idea was indeed correct. The "next week" in others' words turned into "tomorrow".
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As the only person who knows the truth, he feels that it is necessary to quickly decipher the first year of Conan, otherwise sooner or later, he will have no concept of time at all.
And he didn't want to reincarnate again and again in the same year. He felt a little numb when he thought that those children would never grow up and those salarymen would spend their entire lives struggling for a living at their jobs.
Especially for high school seniors who have passed the college entrance examination dozens of times without noticing it, it is too miserable.
After washing up, Fujiwara Yu put on the black suit that Miyano Akemi had ironed for him. He reached out and fiddled with the slightly longer bangs on his forehead. He had to go find someone to get a haircut at some point.
He drove to Miwa Station and parked the car in the parking lot closest to Exit C. Within five minutes, he saw Hattori Heiji running towards him carrying a sports bag. His dark complexion really stood out among the crowd around him.
Very easy to identify.
"Takaji-nii, did you miss me?" Hattori Heiji said with a smile as soon as he got into the car.
Fujiwara Yuu had his eyelids drooped and looked completely awake. He usually got up early to go to work, but now in order to send Hattori to the Mori Detective Agency, he had to get up two hours early.
He yawned lazily, threw aside the sandwich and milk he bought from the convenience store, and said calmly:
"No, if possible, I hope you will get on the return car now and disappear from my sight."
"Do you want to be so cold? I brought you something good!" Hattori Heiji took out a bottle of something wrapped in paper from his sports bag. When he opened the paper, he found that it was a bottle of wine with the words "
Three words: Lao Baigan.
"Wine from China?"
"Yes, I bought two bottles, and I plan to give the other one to Kudo Shinichi, who has never been masked before. If he doesn't show up, I will have to borrow flowers and offer them to his girlfriend's father."
Fujiwara Yu glanced at Hattori Heiji, who was alone and cheerful, and was speechless:
"Please, Kudo is underage, why are you giving him alcohol? And how do you know he has a girlfriend?"
Although Mao Lilan and Kudou Shinichi have not yet exchanged their horoscopes, in Fujiwara Yu's heart, he has also acquiesced that these two are a couple. It will happen sooner or later anyway, so there is no harm in acquiescing to it.
Hattori Heiji proudly shook a finger, raised his chin and explained:
"Brother Tingji, I'm a detective! Before I came here, I entrusted Kazuye to help me investigate. When she asked about Kudo's friends, a classmate named Suzuki Sonoko said that Mao Lilan was Kudo's woman, so
This time I will choose to go to the Mori Detective Agency to find someone."
Suzuki Sonoko? Oh, that second lady of the Suzuki Foundation, it sounds like she does support these two getting together.
The two of them chatted about their current situation along the way. Of course, most of them were Heiji Hattori's talk show alone. The content of the chat also revolved around how many cases he had assisted the police in detecting cases in Osaka, and he boasted, "I can stand alone."
Detective."
The traffic jam during the morning rush hour made the not-so-distant journey more efficient on foot. After delivering Hattori Heiji safely to the downstairs of the office, Fujiwara Yuu drove to the Metropolitan Police Department, praying that he would not run into someone along the way.
In this case, he was sleep deprived and really wanted to let his brain rot all day long.
It's a pity that fate always likes to play tricks on him.
After finally getting stuck in the Metropolitan Police Department, I just arrived at the office and planned to brew myself a cup of coffee. Before the coffee powder was evenly ground, the phone in my pocket started playing sweet music, and the caller ID showed the words "Mao Lilan".
, he knew something was up.
Fujiwara Yu had reluctance written all over his face, but he still answered the call honestly:
"Hey, Miss Maori, do you want to see me for anything?"
"Brother Takaji, come to Abeido-cho 2-chome 195 as soon as possible. There is a life-threatening outbreak here!"
"Okay, I'll rush over right now."
After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Yu sighed helplessly. He really didn't understand why the police call had to be made to his mobile phone, otherwise he would have a chance of not being selected to handle this case.
Even though he said he disliked the busy work, he was still very honest in his actions. He didn't bother to make himself a cup of coffee. He picked up his suit jacket and walked out, preparing to ask Tsuda Usho, who was still in the office, to go with him.
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But after noticing the dark circles under Tsuda's eyes and the two empty cans of coffee placed on the table, he realized that Yu Fujiwara, who was working the night shift, finally went to the eucalyptus scene alone. The poor overtime worker should not be involved in Tokusou 7
It's a vicious cycle. I hope that a small act of kindness will prevent me from working overtime today.
He drove to the villa area of 2-chome in Cupido Town. From the size of the house, it was easy to see that the victim's family was very well off, otherwise he would not have bought such a luxury house in Cupido Town, where land was so expensive.
The mobile search team that arrived after hearing the news had already set up a yellow cordon at the entrance of the mansion. Fortunately, there were not many residents around, and there were no neighbors watching the excitement at the door. Fujiwara Yu raised the cordon and got in. The policemen on the side
The officer hurriedly stepped forward and said:
"Taka Division Police Department, this case is a bit tricky. The victim is Tsujimura Isao, who is the deputy director of the Comprehensive Foreign Policy Bureau of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Actually from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?
Fujiwara Yu frowned slightly, hoping it was not a workplace dispute, otherwise the social relations involved would be troublesome. He was led by the police to the study room on the first floor. After seeing the people inside clearly, the corner of his mouth
I couldn't help but twitched twice.
I really "sent away" Kudo Shinichi, and got Hattori Heiji to give me a surprise.
Hattori Heiji, who was still squatting next to the victim's body, smiled brightly. He waved towards Sosuke Takaji, completely unaware of the gloom on his face. Edogawa Conan, who was standing next to him, had his back
He sneezed on the body, and a long stream of watery mucus burst out from his nostrils, ruthlessly throwing it on the floor.
If Fujiwara Yuu hadn't reacted very quickly, his trouser legs would have been stained with snot.
Mouri Kogoro, who was still thinking, was interrupted by Conan's sneezing. He looked at the glasses kid with a look of disgust and said dissatisfied:
"Xiaolan, please take this little devil back home quickly, it's really hindering my success!"
"Conan, your cold seems to be more serious than before? How about I take you home?" Mao Lilan knelt down worriedly. To be honest, she also believed in the sentence "Shinichi may appear" before coming here.
, but seeing that Conan had such a bad cold, she thought she should take him to the hospital for treatment.
For detectives, "cases" are the best therapeutic medicine.
Edogawa Conan quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose, shaking his already groggy head with a thick nasal voice:
"No, Sister Xiaolan, I want to stay here... Wow! It's Brother Yingji. I want to stay here and watch Brother Yingji do what he does. Okay, Sister Xiaolan?"
Damn it, if this black guy from Osaka hadn't given me a drink, the cold wouldn't have gotten worse. Edogawa Conan had to grind his teeth secretly, even if he was unhappy, he couldn't show it.
Mao Lilan sighed helplessly. She really didn't understand this child's love for detective games. He was just like Shinichi. She knelt down and touched Conan's forehead. After confirming that there was no fever, she said: