Chapter 646: A 28-Year-Old Office Worker Is Afraid of Working Overtime!

After being reminded by Ai Huihara, Conan finally realized that Fujino, the old silver coin, had done something very outrageous again without anyone noticing.

After a brief contact, he saw the other party's identity as a fake daughter, and was also certain that the other party would definitely kill someone because of this, and he went up to talk to the other party to make him give up killing.

This set of operations was completed when he just realized that something was wrong.

Conan was actually a little puzzled, why Fujino was getting more and more outrageous.

If he had solved the case before, he could still follow the idea.

That is to say, he thought that the other party was just luckier, more intuitive, and stronger inference ability.

But now this is completely beyond his cognitive scope.

Every step is too outrageous, so that he has no idea of ​​analysis.

Conan's face was strange for a moment, and he looked up at Fujino's back.

Recalling Fujino when he just met, Conan suddenly realized that Fujino had grown into a stronger detective than him in a short period of time.

To the extent that he could strike him down by reducing his dimension.

It's only been a short time... Fujino is so outrageous!

Is he cheating?

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In the morning, the group returned to Tokyo.

After sending the kids home, Fujino also helped return the car to the rental company, and then threw a business card to Haruka Tenjo.

Fujino naturally couldn't let Haruka Tenjo, a college student who was about to graduate, had relevant work experience, and even owed a lot of money, go.

As a conscientious entrepreneur, he felt that such a talented worker must develop his potential.

What 996007, the blessing must be full.

As for Dr. Agasa who has never appeared...

I can only say that when everyone was drinking Coke and singing in the car, the old man followed the station wagon alone in a Beetle.

Fujino's car has subscribed to the Suzuki Zaibatsu's family bucket vehicle insurance service. If the motorcycle is scrapped, the Suzuki Zaibatsu will insure the car. Of course, there is also a tow truck service, but it is limited to his car.

So I have to trouble Dr. Agasa with the luggage and other things when I go back.

Dr. Agasa: Thank you for listening to me...

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The weather in Tokyo is getting colder in November. I could wear short-sleeved shirts when I was camping yesterday, but I have to wrap myself in thick clothes when I come back.

The time and seasons in the world of science are like a joke.

You can never guess what secrets are hidden behind the joke.

Today is the 7th. Fujino put a red knitted sweater on Ai and took her to the Metropolitan Police Department.

At noon, he received a call from Sato Miwako.

The parade bomb post office robbery case that happened a few days ago was missing some materials when it was transferred to the prosecutor's office.

He was asked to take a few little ones to the scene of the crime for on-site verification.

So, he, who had just returned from camping, went to the Metropolitan Police Department with the Junior Detective Team and Dr. Agasa.

Even in the afternoon, the Metropolitan Police Department was still busy. Police officers passed by the corridor from time to time, but the busiest ones were still the police from the Criminal Department.

After all, the incidence of murders in the world of science is too high.

Not only in Beihua, but also in the entire Neon area, many murders occur every day, and are quickly solved by detectives.

In terms of scope, it should be said that the whole Neon is Beihua, and Beihua is the whole Neon.

It’s just that the crime rate in Beihua, the sin city, is far ahead in the entire Neon area.

“Fujiano, I really trouble you, bring them with you.”

Sato Miwako came out of the office of the Criminal Investigation Division 1 and greeted Fujino who came with a few little ones.

"Nothing, just cooperating with the investigation."

Fujiano walked forward, "So, when do we leave?"

"Let's leave now, and try to finish it quickly,"

Sato Miwako took out her phone and took a look, and murmured like a social animal who just got off work: "After all, I finally got a day off today, so I don't have to work overtime. I still have a day off tomorrow, so I'll finish early and rest early!"

"So that's how it is."

Fujiano couldn't help but laugh dryly: "That's really hard work."

"After all, it's work..."

Sato Miwako sighed like a social animal uncle.

She, Sato, a 28-year-old social animal, is afraid of overtime!

"Mivako!"

At this time, a brisk voice came.

Yumi Miyamoto came from behind Miwako Sato, took a look, and looked at Fujino: "And Consultant Fujino is here too!"

"Well, the prosecutor said that there is some information to be supplemented for the case a few days ago."

Miwako Sato turned around and responded: "Fujino and I are going to the scene where the bomb was found before to do a site verification. After all, the prosecutor's office thinks there are some problems with bomb disposal, and the details of the case also need to be supplemented, so we need to make a site record to explain in detail."

"That's really troublesome, the people in the prosecutor's office..."

Yumi Miyamoto scratched her head: "Do you have time tonight?"

"I still have time, after all, it's just a site verification."

Miwako Sato hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "But Yumi, what time are we going to KTV tonight to sing?"

"Nine o'clock in the evening!"

Miyamoto Yumi was speechless for a moment, "Didn't I send you a text message about this? Did you delete it after reading it?"

"Sorry, sorry!"

Sato Miwako smiled awkwardly, "I just think that if I don't delete it after reading it, my phone will be full of messages, and important information will be deleted if I'm not careful."

"Is that so..."

Miyamoto Yumi smiled playfully, moved in front of her, and teased like a resentful young wife: "Then my message is not important?"

"That's not the case!"

Sato Miwako was helpless for a moment, turned around and led Fujino and his group out of the corridor, "Then let's meet tonight!"

"Hey, don't leave so soon!"

Miyamoto Yumi smiled and waved: "If you have time, remember to come with us, Advisor Fujino!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

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The intersection of the Beika-cho parade.

"It should have been here at that time."

Fujiano squatted on the ground and pointed at the ground: "I found it with Takagi at the time. I asked him to call for reinforcements, and then I checked the type of bomb."

"Well, I know these things."

Sato Miwako wrote and drew on her police manual: "Then, how did you dismantle the bomb?"

"This is a bit complicated to explain. It's just to dismantle the telephone wire connection wire and detonator used for remote control..."

Fujiano pursed his chin and thought: "In short, I think the type of bomb is too simple, so I dismantled it directly."

"Simple..."

Sato Miwako's hand holding the pen froze, and she was speechless for a while.

Why did she feel that this guy dismantling the bomb was just like going downstairs for a walk...

He just said it casually and thought it was too simple and dismantled it directly.

Do you think this is human language?