Chapter 479 Asano, What Do You Think?

In a cafe in Yoneka Town 3-chome——

The time agreed between Mouri Kogoro and his client, Fujieda Soka, was nine o'clock in the morning. Nobushige and the others arrived at 8:50, but after waiting until 9:30, Fujieda Soka still didn't show up.

"What's going on with that woman?!" Mouri Kogoro's patience was gradually worn away. He stirred the coffee at the bottom of the cup irritably and said in a bad tone, "Asano, is the client you recommended reliable?"

Nobushige said helplessly: "Maybe Ms. Fujieda encountered something and was delayed."

"I think she doesn't take me as a famous detective seriously at all, and she actually made me wait for her!"

"Ah, I didn't expect that the famous Maori detective wouldn't even have this little patience."

Fujieda Soka's voice sounded almost at the same time as Mouri Kogoro's complaint.

It is wrong to speak ill of others behind their backs, and he was caught by the real owner, which made Mouri Kogoro's face suddenly look ugly. He stood up awkwardly and said to Fujieda Soka, "Sorry, sorry."

"You don't have to apologize to me." Unexpectedly, Fujieda Soka was not angry at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "When I went out in the morning, I suddenly realized that Mikio didn't bring my love lunch box, so I went to the company first. .”

Love box?

Mouri Kogoro took a look at Fujieda Soka, who looked to be in her early twenties, and thought he understood the truth: "Haha, young people's love is enviable, and I also miss the old days... Well, after all, I waited until At this age, there is not so much sentimentality.”

"Yes!" Fujieda Soka's smile widened, "Mikio is fifty-eight years old, and basically no man of his age has a wife as considerate as me!"

"Five, fifty-eight years old?!" Mouri Kogoro was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated, "I would like to ask, what is your age this year?"

A happy blush appeared on Fujieda Soka's cheeks: "I am twenty-six years old today, but Mikio and I are in true love, and true love can transcend age!"

"Hehe, hehe." Mouri Kogoro sneered awkwardly.

A twenty-six-year-old girl marries a fifty-eight-year-old man for love. This kind of story doesn't even appear in fairy tales, and Mouri Kogoro doesn't believe it.

Just for 10 million, he could pretend to believe it.

Nobushige sat by the window, quietly watching the exchange between Mouri Kogoro and Fujieda Soka, but he suddenly felt a strange line of sight focusing on him.

Nobuhiro lifted the cup and looked in the direction of his gaze without any trace, using the cover of drinking coffee.

Is it the FBI? organize?

Or maybe it was the police sent by Rei Fukiya to investigate Asano Nobushige?

"Asano, what do you think?" Mouri Kogoro suddenly asked.

Nobuhiro almost wanted to say: Sir, there must be a huge secret hidden behind this matter.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, put down his coffee cup and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve this kind of thing with only the clues provided by Ms. Fujieda."

"What do you mean by just?" Fujieda Soka curled her lips unhappily, and then took out a plastic bag from her bag, "It has been three days, and every day I find something under Mikio's pillow. From the printed text , and then to the bullet found yesterday, I suspect someone wants my husband’s life!”

Nobuhiro picked up the plastic bag and looked at it. There were only three things in the bag, the printed words "Watch your back", "I will send you to Elysium", and a spent bullet.

It does look like a death foretelling.

"If you can put these items under Mr. Fujieda's pillow without being discovered, I'm afraid it's the work of someone around you, right?" Nobushige asked.

In fact, he was more suspicious of Fujieda Soka. After all, he had seen too many thieves shouting to catch thieves. Especially since Fujieda Soka is only twenty-six years old. If Fujieda Mikio dies, the family's property will inevitably fall into her hands.

Fujieda Soka looked very calm. After hearing Nobutano's words, she pouted angrily and said, "Yes, Mikio and I were also suspicious, so when we first discovered these printed words, Mikio sent them to the house." Everyone in the mansion was circulating it, just to find the mastermind! But we failed, so we had to turn to detectives for help."

"..." Nobuhiro held his forehead helplessly, "Very good, now even the only remaining evidence that may contain that person's fingerprints has been contaminated."

"What?" Fujieda Soka was confused, "We have no evidence of contamination. Aren't these things well kept in plastic bags?"

Mouri Kogoro felt sincerely tired, but for the sake of 10 million, he had to patiently explain the importance of fingerprints to Fujieda Soka.

Nobushige looked at Mouri Kogoro and asked softly: "Do you still want to accept this commission?"

Sometimes, if you are not afraid that your opponent is too strong, you will shoot your teammates too far.

However, Mouri Kogoro was deceived by ten million at this time, and he had blind confidence in his own ability. Hearing Nobushige's question, Mouri Kogoro said in disbelief: "Why don't you pick it up? As long as I go to Fujieda's house One trip and this matter will definitely be solved!”

What else could Nobuhiro say?

He could only take out a document, put it in front of Fujieda Soka, and then put on a business-like professional smile: "If you and Mr. Mori Kogoro have already reached an agreement, please sign this agreement."

"What agreement?" Soka Fujieda took the document in confusion, "Oh, it's an entrustment agreement. No problem, I'll sign it."

Mouri Kogoro quickly pulled Nobushige over and asked quietly: "What's going on? Couldn't this agreement also be drawn up by you and Fei Eri?"

Nobuhiro acted innocently: "I'm not looking for my lawyer. She thinks you need legal help. After all, you don't want the client to refuse to pay the commission after you have worked so hard to complete the commission, right?"

The money successfully blocked Mouri Kogoro's mouth.

After signing the agreement, Fujieda Soka left in a hurry on the grounds that she was busy. Uncle Maori was left holding the agreement and giggling.

"Hehe!" Mouri Kogoro smiled infatuatedly, "Asano, let's go have a big dinner together and call Xiaolan and Conan!"

"I won't go."

"Why? I just made 10 million, shouldn't we celebrate it?"

Nobushige wanted to remind Uncle Maori that the ten million was still in Fujieda Soka's pocket and did not belong to him at all. However, seeing Mouri Kogoro's excitement, Nobushige still swallowed the advice.

Forget it, this kind of thing will definitely be solved by Conan in the end anyway. If you want to celebrate in advance, let’s celebrate in advance.

Nobushige stood up with his things: "I still have things to deal with in the music classroom. It's not far from the office. You should be able to go back alone, right?"

"It doesn't matter!" The uncle waved his hand, "I decided to ask Xiaolan and Conan to eat nearby, so you can just rest assured and work!"