Chapter 790: Met a Fan by Chance, the Fan Is Dead?

The female companion has long hair and wears a plaid skirt. Judging from her appearance, she is not an ordinary person, and judging from her appearance, she looks very young, that is, in her early twenties.

The man, with his middle-parted hair, wearing an unconventional blue suit, looked like a playboy. He was looking back at Mouri Kogoro and muttering in a low voice that was difficult for others to hear.

Fujino paid no attention to this man and turned back to continue cooking.

People like this who are in a high position and are blessed by their predecessors think of themselves as noble.

Basically all the second-generation rich people with bad personalities have thought this in their hearts.

Why can you, you idiot, have dinner with me on the same occasion?

Do you have the qualifications?

What……

This person just whispered something in a low voice, and it was not like he had never seen someone even more outrageous say it loudly on the spot.

If all such people are punished...

Then he might make the streets of Tokyo become a river of blood.

…………

After dinner, Mouri Kogoro's face was a little red.

Fujino packed some French food that he had just eaten at the restaurant and felt good about it, and then drove the group of people back to Yoneka Town 5-chome.

However, just as they were passing by a crossroads.

A red police light flashed in front of my eyes.

"There seems to be a case happening up front."

Haihara Ai looked in front of him: "It should be a murder case. The scene has been cordoned off. I saw the people who were searching the first class."

"Murder?"

Conan, who was sitting in the back, frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"I'll go down and take a look."

"I am coming too!"

Fujino gave instructions to several people, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and got out.

Conan followed closely behind, and Mouri Kogoro didn't want to wait any longer, so he also followed.

The night was getting darker at this time, and the street lights illuminated the greenery on both sides of the road, vaguely reflecting the pedestrian crossings on the road.

The police lights were flashing, and blue figures from the forensics class were running around the blocked scene, searching for evidence and clues.

Fujino took out his work ID card, greeted the police officers on guard outside, and then entered the cordon.

In the distance, he saw several familiar figures.

Megure Jusan, Sato Miwako and Takagi.

They are all members of the Forced Three Departments of Search Section 1.

"What happened here?"

Fujino walked forward and said hello to several people.

"Brother Fujino?"

Mumu Shisan turned around with a surprised look on his face: "Why are you here?"

Why is it that when murders happen, Brother Fujino always comes one after another?

In other words, why does a murder case appear when Brother Fujino appears?

Fujino walked forward slowly with his hands in his pockets: "I should be the one to ask this question. You are still working overtime so late. Is there another murder?"

"Yeah... I ran out just as I was about to have dinner. Your sister-in-law complained about me for a while."

Megure Thirteen sighed deeply, recalled Megure Midori's love for him, and then explained: "This was a traffic accident and a hit-and-run incident. The person who listened to the traffic class said that the victim had just died, so we Just come over."

"By the way, brother Fujino, actually I have something that I wanted to call you just now to ask you..."

Megure suddenly remembered something and shouted behind him: "Sato, show me this thing."

"Fujino is here again???"

Sato Miwako, who was busy at the scene, turned around when she heard the sound and found Fujino, with a look of confusion on her face.

Why is Fujino everywhere?

Without thinking much, Sato took out an evidence bag from his pocket, walked over slowly, and explained: "This is what we just found on the victim... It looks like it should be your business card, and it has something on it. It has your signature.”

"And besides yours, there's also Mr. Mori's."

Sato Miwako asked doubtfully: "Have you met this victim somewhere?"

"Business card...let me see the body."

"This way."

Fujino frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

He followed Megure and Sato forward and found the victim this time.

However, Fujino's eyes suddenly froze.

In the dim street, he saw a familiar face.

That person was none other than the waiter who served the food he met at the French restaurant just now.

At this time, the waiter put on casual clothes and lay quietly on the dim ground. His eyes were staring blankly at the deep sky, and the back of his head was pressed against the ground, staining the originally dark gray asphalt ground. There was a streak of blood red.

The young man who was talking and laughing at first was lifeless at this moment.

"Is it Mr. Waiter from just now!?!"

The voices of Xiaolan and Mingmei suddenly came from behind.

Fujino looked back and saw a few people coming from behind.

Xiaolan and Mingmei's faces were full of surprise, while Mouri Kogoro's face had an indescribable feeling, and his expression was very complicated.

Conan's eyes narrowed slightly, showing an "I'm going to be serious" look.

Haiyuan Ai's expression remained unmoved, and she raised her eyes to observe Fujino's expression curiously.

Just looked at each other.

Megure Thirteen noticed Mouri Kogoro and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not only Brother Fujino, but also this guy Mouri is also there.

Good guys, the gods of death are here.

And the victim happened to know them?

Good guy, it’s not unfair to work overtime today!

Mumu Shisan retracted his thoughts and asked the two of them doubtfully: "Do you know him?"

"That's right..."

Xiaolan briefly helped explain how the group got to know the waiter.

Then he looked at the waiter, with a complicated look on his face: "I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. I finally saved up enough living expenses. I plan to go home to see my mother during the summer vacation. How could such a thing happen..."

The atmosphere at the scene became a lot duller.

People always bring themselves into other people, and nothing brings tragedy more than anything else.

Megure Thirteen lowered the brim of his hat and looked a little gloomy, but he still asked Fujino as usual: "Brother Fujino, is Xiaolan right about Mr. Yokomori's matter?"

Fujino responded: "That's right."

After hearing this, Mumu Shisan closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "If this is the case, then we can rule out the possibility of suicide and confirm that this is a hit-and-run case, or a plotted vendetta case. It seems that we want to solve it." This case is just a matter of time.”

"Do you have any clues now?" Fujino asked Megure.

"some."

Mumu Thirteen nodded and responded: "The first person who discovered the scene saw the license plate number of the car, as well as the specific color and model of the car. It was said to be a red high-end imported sports car, and the license plate number was 0821."

Mouri Kogoro was puzzled at this time: "Can you remember so clearly what happened in a moment?"

"My son's birthday was on this day, I remember it very clearly."

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone turned around and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly towards this side.