Chapter 240: Fujino's Kendo Is a Superb Skill

Following the address provided by Huiyuan Ai, Fujino came all the way to the downstairs of the crime scene where the system task was issued.

He parked the Ford Taurus.

As soon as he opened the car door, he heard a surprised voice behind him: "Fujian, why are you here?"

Fujian turned his head and saw Takagi Wataru wearing a small hat and sunglasses on his face walking towards him.

A group of elementary school students followed behind him.

Sneaky.

Looks like that human trafficker.

"Takagi, what have you been doing for so long?"

Sato Miwako dragged the fugitive out of the car, a little annoyed, and cast a resentful look at Takagi: "I'm out of trouble, but you just arrived at the crime scene."

"I and these children just went to find out about the situation from someone Miss Muranishi knew before her death, so we are here now."

Takagi scratched the back of his head awkwardly and explained.

Immediately, he asked again with some doubt: "But speaking of which, Officer Sato, weren't you trapped in..."

"It was Fujino who happened to save me."

Sato Miwako explained the whole story.

She turned her head and looked at the crime scene upstairs: "Compared to those, let's find the real culprit of this case first."

…………

After communicating with the administrator, several people entered the apartment where the crime was committed.

This case happened in a room on the fifth floor of a mid-rise apartment building.

The name [Muranishi] was printed on the doorplate at the door.

After entering the crime scene, several members of the Junior Detective Team came to the bedroom and started to search.

"Hey!"

Takagi Shigeru was somewhat helpless, "You guys, don't mess up the crime scene casually."

Genta: "It's okay! Look, we all wear gloves."

Mitsuhiko: "We bought it when Officer Takagi went to buy a hat just now."

Ayumi: "Conan asked us to do this!"

Several children raised their hands and showed them to Takagi Shigeru and Fujino.

"Takagi, you are obviously acting with these kids."

Sato Miwako followed behind Takagi and patted his shoulder, "Didn't you even notice this?"

"Well..."

Takagi Shigeru blushed and said embarrassedly: "Because I was so absorbed in choosing a hat just now... so..."

On the side, Fujino ignored the noise of several people.

He silently turned on the eagle eye vision and began to observe the scene of this murder.

The moment the eagle eye vision was turned on, the whole world began to become black and white.

The evidence in the room gradually began to appear in a highlighted form.

Three kinds of footprints remained on the floor of the crime scene.

One for women, and two for men.

Obviously, the murderer is someone else.

"Fujino, do you want gloves?"

At this time, Huihara Ai, who had already put on gloves, walked slowly. She took out a pair of slightly larger white gloves from her pocket and handed them to Fujino: "When I bought gloves just now, I also brought you a pair."

"Well, thank you, Xiao Ai."

Fujino responded, took the gloves, put them on, and the size was just right.

Although he had gloves in his personal space, since Huihara Ai had prepared them, he didn't need to do anything extra.

"Officer Takagi, the furniture in the room has not been moved, right?"

Wearing white gloves, Fujino looked around the room and asked Takagi next to him.

"No."

Takagi shook his head and responded: "When the police officers in the forensic department collected evidence, the positions of these furniture were not moved."

"That's strange. Since the furniture in this room has not been moved, why are there traces of movement..."

Fujino glanced at the furniture in the room that was flickering.

Walking to the bedside of the bedroom, he reached out and gently touched the rectangular white area on the wall. "It's not just this that's strange. Logically, there should have been posters or calendars hanging here... Judging from the traces, they should have been removed recently."

"People in the forensic department have mentioned these suspicious points."

Takagi Shigeru thought for a while, "Maybe the deceased wanted to change the layout of the room before his death?"

Conan on the side glanced at Fujino.

He secretly sighed in his heart, "You are worthy of your future."

He also asked Takagi a soul-searching question: "Ah, hey! It's not just this that's strange. The overall layout of this room is white, but why are only the curtains and sheets gray?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Takagi smiled and continued to explain.

Fujino: "..."

Well, the Japanese police are hopeless.

Fujino sighed slowly, followed the guidance of Hawkeye Vision, came to the closet, opened the closet, and inside were white curtains, sheets, and calendars.

Conan kept staring at Fujino.

After Fujino opened the cabinet, he also found those things at the first time.

He walked forward and said: "Sure enough! It's a white bed sheet and a calendar of the Tokyo Soul Team..."

As he said that, he wanted to snatch the calendar from Fujino's hand.

Conan gently pulled.

Fujino refused to give it.

Finally, Conan let go.

"Is there anything strange about this?"

Takagi walked over and took a look at the white bed sheet and calendar: "Maybe she just wants to change her style."

"Will not."

Fujino opened the wall calendar, "The schedule for this month is full. Put it away, and put it in the closet. Don't you think it's a little unreasonable?"

"That's right."

Ayumi on the side said: "And the proprietress of the tavern said! Miss Muranishi's favorite color is white! Her favorite team is Tokyo Soul."

"Did the proprietress of the tavern tell you that?"

Takagi Sheba was stunned and quickly looked through the notes in the police manual, "She didn't say anything about this when we interrogated her..."

"When being interrogated by the police, most people tend to focus on the key points because they are worried that they will be scolded for saying something irrelevant."

Conan explained: "I think the boss lady should be like this too. After all, the case only happened a few days ago, so she should be a little worried in her heart."

Ayumi nodded, "Apart from Miss Nishimura's preference for white, we also asked about other things..."

Yuantai took over the conversation: "For example, cactus is her favorite!"

Mitsuhiko echoed: "And Mr. Higashida who is being handcuffed over there is actually very skilled in the installation and operation of video recorders, and he doesn't like taking baths, etc."

Ayumi said again: "Also, every time he gets drunk, he can't get up the next morning and is often late."

While several members of the Young Detective Team were competing to show off, Fujino had already knelt down and took out a matchbox from the side of the wardrobe.

Pulling out the matchbox, there were some matches and a stack of folded paper.

Fujino unfolded the paper.

It was a marriage application form. The application form had been stamped and had the signature of the deceased Muranishi Mami on it.

Fujino stood up and showed it to everyone: the official seal has been knocked on it and the woman’s name has been signed. Only the man’s is missing. The marriage application will take effect...

"Marriage application form?"

Takagi Wataru stepped forward, looked at the application form in Fujino's hand, and frowned: "But when we just investigated, we didn't hear that she had a boyfriend?"

"The date of the marriage application form was a few days ago, that is, it was applied recently. I think Miss Nishimura should have a boyfriend and want to give him a surprise..."

Haiyuan said calmly: "Maybe it's an underground love affair?"

Miwako Sato on the side raised her chin and looked like she was thinking seriously: "Indeed, there are some couples who don't want others to know and deliberately hide their relationships."

"Underground romance...that's not the point, right?"

Takagi couldn't help but complain, "When Miss Nishimura's body was discovered, the suspect Mr. Higashida was lying on the bed at the crime scene as if he were at home, and the door lock and door chain were locked. , there are his fingerprints on it, and even the murder weapon that strangled the deceased: [the signal line of the video recorder] also has the same fingerprints..."

"Takagi, haven't you discovered the point of the matter?"

Sato Miwako turned her gaze to Takagi, frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression: "The doubts just confirmed were all confirmed by the fact that at the time of the crime, there was a third party other than Mr. Higashida at the scene."

Takagi was stunned: "Third party?!"

"The calendar is full of schedules. Logically speaking, the marriage applications scattered next to the closet should not be things that Miss Nishimura would put away or accidentally lose."

Fujino said: "In other words, apart from Miss Nishimura and Mr. Higashida, there must be a third party visiting this room and moving the furniture in this room."

"And she, who loves cacti, will not move this plant that is afraid of the cold to the balcony in such a cold season."

Hui Yuan Ai walked to the balcony. She leaned silently by the balcony window and cast her eyes on a pot of cactus: "The thorns on the cactus were also broken a lot, and there were still some blood stains. It seems that the person who moved this cactus was in a hurry. , and accidentally pricked his hand."

As she spoke, she gently asked Fujino, "Am I right?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Fujino replied, but he was a little confused.

He remembered that today is July...

Cold?

It seems a little cold...

Fujino calmed down and took over Haihara Ai's words: "Next, just go to Mr. Higashida's room and take a look, and the truth should be revealed."

"The truth is now revealed?"

Takagi was a little confused.

…………

After that, several people came to Dongtian's room.

As soon as I entered the room, everything became clear.

His room was in the same apartment as the one in the West Village, so the layout was the same.

Moreover, the placement of the furniture in the two rooms is not much different, and the color of the curtains and sheets is also gray.

Fujino turned to look at Higashida who was being tortured by Sato Miwako, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Higashida, do you still remember who sent you back to this room that day?"

"It's Beichuan!"

Dongtian thought for a while and said, "Yes, it's that guy from Beichuan. I went drinking with him that day, and he also sent me back."

Hearing this, Fujino turned to Takagi and asked, "Then who was the first witness who found Miss Muranishi dead in her room?"

"It's also Mr. Beichuan..."

Hearing this, Takagi suddenly understood: "In other words, the murderer is Mr. Kitagawa?"

But after a pause, he wondered again: "But why, the signal line of the video recorder that is the murder weapon only has Mr. Higashida's fingerprints..."

"Hey! The boss lady of the izakaya must have heard that Mr. Higashida is very skilled in video recorders, right?"

At this time, Conan, who had been silenced for a long time, saw that the time was ripe for him to be in the limelight again, so he immediately answered: "I guess it was left by Mr. Higashida when he helped Mr. Kitagawa install the video recorder!"

Takagi asked Higashida: "Mr. Higashida, have you helped Mr. Kitagawa install the video recorder?"

"VCR?"

Dongtian thought for a moment and said, "I helped that guy pretend before."

"I see!"

Takagi suddenly realized, "In other words, the video recorder cable used by Kitagawa is the one Mr. Higashida installed for him?"

"Without further ado, let's hurry over to that guy's house in Beichuan!"

Sato Miwako said: "If we can catch that Kitagawa guy tonight, Mr. Higashida should be able to catch tomorrow's flight."

…………

9:30 p.m.

Fujino carried Sato Miwako and Higashida, as well as Haibara Ai.

Takagi took a taxi and took the rest of the young detective team with him.

Everyone rushed to the door of Beichuan's house.

Fujino stepped forward and knocked on Kitagawa's door.

"It's so late! What's wrong!"

The person who opened the door had a very unhappy tone. He had a watermelon head and two mustaches around his mouth.

A bit like Matt Day...

Strangely similar.

"Mr. Kitagawa, you must be the murderer of Miss Muranishi."

Fujino carried the wooden sword on his back, looked straight at Kitagawa, and said in a cold tone.

"What a joke."

Kitagawa was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Sato Miwako behind Fujino. His eyes stayed on Higashikata, and he was surprised for a moment, and then said angrily: "You little boy, don't say nonsense, or I will sue you for slander..."

"Then you have to be put in jail to talk about it later, the real murderer of Miss Nishimura."

Fujino directly interrupted Kitagawa, started the detective time, and then reasoned: "You first changed the pillows and quilt covers to gray, and moved the furniture so that the drunk Mr. Higashida regarded Miss Muranishi's room as his own room.

As for the cactus and calendar at the crime scene, they were put away to prevent him from noticing anything unusual...

After doing this, you killed Miss Nishimura, got Dongtian drunk, sent him here, and ordered him to lock the door.

The drunken Higashikata naturally wouldn't notice anything unusual. The next day you went over and discovered the death of Miss Muranishi. The murder weapon was your home video recorder information line. Mr. Higashida installed it for you, and it naturally had his fingerprints on it. Naturally, Mr. Higashida became a 'murderer'. "

Without giving Kitagawa a chance to talk back, Fujino continued: "The truth is now clear. The signal line of the murder weapon usually has an appearance number. By comparing it, you can determine whether it is yours. The blood on the cactus should be able to do a DNA comparison. Yes, if you go to a nearby shopping mall to check the gray sheets at the crime scene, you should be able to check your purchase records..."

"What a joke!"

Kitagawa was so overwhelmed by Fujino's reasoning that he couldn't reply. He closed the door of his house with a bang.

"Want to escape?"

Fujino frowned slightly when he saw this, stepped forward and kicked open the door with a "bang".

"ah?"

Kitagawa turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Fujino rushing in, and was confused for a while.

He subconsciously picked up the golf club beside him.

"?"

Fujino was stunned when he saw this.

Speaking of which, why did that Conan guy just apologize and admit his mistake just because he was playing reasoning?

He will be beaten after reasoning...

But, since he already has the iron rod, he can do it, right?

I got even more excited when I thought about it carefully.

Fujino took out a wooden knife from behind and smashed it towards his face.

"ah!"

A violent beating with a wooden knife.

Each cut is just right, making the other person feel pain but not unconscious...

"You are the murderer, right?"

Fujino hit Kitagawa on the head with a wooden knife and silently turned on the intermittent recording function of the vision-enhancing glasses, the recording function.

"It was me...it was me who killed Nishimura." - Recording.

Beichuan covered his head and huddled helplessly on the ground.

"boom!"

"Why did you kill her?"

"Because I don't want to marry her, but she keeps forcing me to marry her!" - Recording.

"boom!"

"Then why did you put the blame on Mr. Higashikata?"

"He is my competitor at work, and he is the only one who usually gets drunk and is delirious, so I want to put the blame on him..." - Recording.

Takagi panicked when he saw this scene, and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Fujino-kun, don't get excited!"

"Don't worry, Takagi."

On the side, Miwako Sato came over holding Higashikata in hand, looking reassuring: "He won't be hurt."

"It won't hurt?"

Takagi turned to look at Fujino, who was wielding the wooden sword with great force, and swallowed.

Could it be that he would be beaten to death?

…………

Four or five minutes later, a large team of police officers rushed to the scene after receiving the alarm from Miwako Sato using Fujino's mobile phone.

"It's really not hurt at all?"

Takagi looked at Kitagawa, who looked like he had quit a crime and was boarding the police car surrounded by strong policemen, and was in disbelief.

"I'll tell you."

Sato Miwako's handcuffs were also untied. She walked over slowly and said confidently: "Fujiano's kendo is superb. Even if he hit so many knives, he didn't leave any wounds on that guy."

Takagi was speechless.

Although I have heard about this before.

But seeing it today...

I am still a little shocked.

"Takagi!"

At this time, a roar came from behind.

Takagi Wataru looked back and saw his angry strong colleagues wearing various police uniforms approaching him: "Inspector Megure... Everyone..."

On the side, Fujino glanced at Takagi Wataru who was pressed under the strong man.

Well, after all, they are colleagues.

They shouldn't be too cruel.

"Ah--"

At this time, a scream came from outside the parking window.

Fujiano silently closed the car window, started the accelerator, and left the scene with several children and two fake children.

Children should not watch such a horrible scene.

Well, even fake children cannot watch it.

I hope the person is not dead.

………

After sending the members of the Junior Detective Team to Dr. Agasa's house, Fujino took Huihara Ai back home.

Late at night, Fujino's bedroom.

As usual, Fujino took out a bottle of green tea from the refrigerator and took a sip.

Then he opened the system interface.

As soon as the system interface was opened, a system light screen appeared in front of him:

[Detective professional task detected: (Real murderer? Injustice?) has been completed]

[System task reward: 500,000 yen, 200 detective reputation points have been issued]

[Current balance: 10.46 million yen]

[Current detective reputation: 860|1500]

"Ten million yen..."

Fujino closed the system interface and lay directly on the bed.

He did not plan to use the ten million yen for the time being.

The current strength is enough for the time being, and there is no need to upgrade.

If you draw a lottery, you will get eight million and nine hundred thousand yen at a time.

The ten million yen will drop to less than two million yen at that time.

It's always a good idea to save more money, just in case.